Sheridan squares off with the beast, feet anchored to the stone, stance wide, gills turgid with blood and framing their face like a cerulean mane. "Glaucus, the eyes."
With a shake of her hand, Belym sends the wolf racing down towards the cages, to engage the bear.
[Dice=Command Elemental]2d6+2
[Dice=Elemental damage]1d8As the wolf charges, she stands and launches another boulder at the beastmasters firing at her.
[Dice=Channel Giant's Sharpened Stones (near, forceful, 2 piercing]2d6+2
[Dice=Channel damage]1d6
the men fall down, and another two stay down. your wolf tries to attack the bear, but does not even peirce its hide. what do you do?
Sheridan squares off with the beast, feet anchored to the stone, stance wide, gills turgid with blood and framing their face like a cerulean mane. "Glaucus, the eyes."
Tom
Tom downs a potion and stabs the beastmaster.
And dumps the body far from the cages before wheeling back around.
I sneak behind the dogs attacking Jericho and slash at them
[dice=damage + Aid]1d10+1d4+5
Are thoo othay? I ask her through the ruin of my face.
One strike is enough, you skewer one down, and jericho strikes the other down. meanwhile, a few beasmasters are firing on Belym, and Sheridan and Tom are battling a bear, what do you do?
beah or beefmafter? I ask Jericho, giving the lady the choice of targets. I'll engage the other.
Ron ducks under the side swipe and lashes out with his foot at Selwyn's knee.
As Selwyn is knocked off balance, Ron brings the butt of his spear around in a vicious blow at Selwyn's helmet.
Ron leaps onto Selwyn's unconscious form and holds the spearpoint to his neck. Drop your weapons and kneel, or your commander dies.
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When the bear swings back around toward the traveler and their charge, Sheridan focuses on making contact, and making an impression. She sees the fear and the rage and the displaced aggression, and if the keeper of curiosities can break through that wall, she may be able to redirect all that pent up frustration. Before the merfolk can pontificate further, the bear's paw comes in hot, looking to hit them with the force of a charging nautilusk.
When the bear swings back around toward the traveler and their charge, Sheridan focuses on making contact, and making an impression. She sees the fear and the rage and the displaced aggression, and if the keeper of curiosities can break through that wall, she may be able to redirect all that pent up frustration. Before the merfolk can pontificate further, the bear's paw comes in hot, looking to hit them with the force of a charging nautilusk.
[dice=Defy Danger(STR)]2d6+1+1
beah or beefmafter? I ask Jericho, giving the lady the choice of targets. I'll engage the other.
"Conwall, you need medical attention." she says as you indicate. when it quickly becomes clear that you have no intention of slowing down, she agrees to face the beastmasters, and let you assist Sheridan. What do you do?
Ron ducks under the side swipe and lashes out with his foot at Selwyn's knee.
[dice=DD Dex]2d6+2
[dice=Aggressive Hack & Slash]2d6+2
[dice=Damage Pierce 2 - best of 2]1d8
[dice=Second damage roll]1d8
As Selwyn is knocked off balance, Ron brings the butt of his spear around in a vicious blow at Selwyn's helmet.
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He is knocked unconscius by your final blow, his men raise their weapons as you issue your threat
When the bear swings back around toward the traveler and their charge, Sheridan focuses on making contact, and making an impression. She sees the fear and the rage and the displaced aggression, and if the keeper of curiosities can break through that wall, she may be able to redirect all that pent up frustration. Before the merfolk can pontificate further, the bear's paw comes in hot, looking to hit them with the force of a charging nautilusk.
[dice=Defy Danger(STR)]2d6+1+1
You catch the paw, and manage to get up on him, over his face holding his mouth shut (works on skycritters as well as sea critters). you are riding on the bear, and you might just have it's respect, what do you do?
Seeing Sheridan having the bear situation sorted, I join Jericho to deal with the Beastmasters, dodging their arrows to get close.
Would he really want you to test me?
Ron kills Selwyn at the slightest aggressive action.
Seeing Sheridan dealing(?) with the bear, and Ron seeming to have the guard well in hand, Belym devotes her full attention to the beastmasters, commanding the wolf with one hand and launching another boulder with the other.
Sheridan sends feelings of home and an honest meal, exaltation and open spaces. "Come on, big papa, I can put you in charge of these wilds." Sheridan coos and scratches under the bear's jaw. Looking up at the dumbfounded onlookers. "Don't any of you lot get and ideas. I'm a trained professional."
Iron Tom uses the body to feed the large bear giving Sheridan time to placate it and fill its belly.
Seeing Sheridan having the bear situation sorted, I join Jericho to deal with the Beastmasters, dodging their arrows to get close.
[dice=defy danger dex]2d6+3
the archers aim quickly, and when you and Jericho charge them, they turn their bows on you, you can either dive for cover or take the hit and get into striking range, what do you do?
Would he really want you to test me?
Ron kills Selwyn at the slightest aggressive action.
[Dice=Parley]2d6-1
They drop their weapons, and fall to their knees. "We yield, sir" the leader says. what do you do?
Seeing Sheridan dealing(?) with the bear, and Ron seeming to have the guard well in hand, Belym devotes her full attention to the beastmasters, commanding the wolf with one hand and launching another boulder with the other.
[Dice=Channel Giant's Sharpened Stones]2d6+2
[Dice=Boulder damage]1d6
[Dice=Command Elemental]2d6+2
[Dice=Elemental damage]1d8
your stone crushes one of them, and the wolf tears apart another. there are two left standing, and they look squirrely, what do you do?
Sheridan sends feelings of home and an honest meal, exaltation and open spaces. "Come on, big papa, I can put you in charge of these wilds." Sheridan coos and scratches under the bear's jaw. Looking up at the dumbfounded onlookers. "Don't any of you lot get and ideas. I'm a trained professional."
[dice=Command Critters]2d6+2+1
Iron Tom uses the body to feed the large bear giving Sheridan time to placate it and fill its belly.
[dice=Aid]2d6+2
With an act of kindness, and a show of dominance, you prove to the beast that you are worthy to command it. it's rage turns towards the filthy men ho caged, whipped, and ordered it for so long, what do you do?
Tom rides back into battle, charging with the bear to attack the remaining beastmasters.
I've been rather unlucky of late. I fling myself to the ground to avoid their arrows, hoping Jericho follows suit. I have a few daggers left and let one fly at a beast master who is firing arrows.
Ron stands but keeps his spear at Selwyn's throat. He removes his cowl and yells across the river. It's ol' Ron! Hold yer fire and tend to yer wounded! Send over six swimmers.
To the soldiers:
As commander of the Norwhich militia, I grant ye status as prisoners of war, and all the rights and privileges that entails.
His eyes quickly dart among his prisoners.
Satisfied to let the bear take out his pent-up aggression, Sheridan uses her perch on the bear's shoulders to survey the battlefield. She checks on the giant snake, the beastmasters' ranks, the river, and any other points of interest nearby. She tries to keep the bear near where she left Glaucus, watching for a chance to scoop him up.
Belym commands the wolf to attack again, and heads up the hill towards Ron and the others. " Nicely done, Ron! Need assistance with anything?"
Ron smiles at Belym. Good to see ye, Belym. If ye could collect these men's weapons and move them to a safe distance, I'd be grateful. Oh and bind their hands, if ye can. There be wounded across the river ... a bridge would be nice.
Any word of the others?
"Some of the mercenaries didn't heed the retreat, but the others mostly have it under control" Belym replies, as she tosses the weapons out of reach and begins to bind the Braxan's hands.
Tom rides back into battle, charging with the bear to attack the remaining beastmasters.
[dice=Hack and Slash]2d6+2
[dice=Damage]1d6+1
I've been rather unlucky of late. I fling myself to the ground to avoid their arrows, hoping Jericho follows suit. I have a few daggers left and let one fly at a beast master who is firing arrows.
[dice=volley]2d6+3
[dice=damage]1d10+1d4
Belym commands the wolf to attack again, and heads up the hill towards Ron and the others. " Nicely done, Ron! Need assistance with anything?"
[Dice=Command Elemental] 2d6+2
[Dice=Damage]1d8
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between the three of you, you not only slay the last of the enemies, but savage the corpses as well. what do you do?
Ron stands but keeps his spear at Selwyn's throat. He removes his cowl and yells across the river. It's ol' Ron! Hold yer fire and tend to yer wounded! Send over six swimmers.
To the soldiers:
As commander of the Norwhich militia, I grant ye status as prisoners of war, and all the rights and privileges that entails.
His eyes quickly dart among his prisoners.
the men come over, Owen leading the party, and greet you as commander. they stand there awaiting orders, meanwhile, the enemy soldiers stand there dejected, and concerned with the fate that awaits them in Norwich.
Satisfied to let the bear take out his pent-up aggression, Sheridan uses her perch on the bear's shoulders to survey the battlefield. She checks on the giant snake, the beastmasters' ranks, the river, and any other points of interest nearby. She tries to keep the bear near where she left Glaucus, watching for a chance to scoop him up.
The beastmasters are dead, and the bear is content to eat their corpses, and you may safely dismount. The apophis, and all the other animals are still in their cages
"Some of the mercenaries didn't heed the retreat, but the others mostly have it under control" Belym replies, as she tosses the weapons out of reach and begins to bind the Braxan's hands.
Ron falls easily back into a command role.
Owen, glad to see ye. Set a picket on the north side so we don't get taken unawares. And get that latrine cleaned up.
Ron kneels and pours a healing potion into Selwyn's mouth, hoping to stabilize the man. He turns to the nearest soldiers. Ye let any of these men escape, and I wouldn't want to be ye.
Belym, would you help watch our prisoners for a moment? I want to grab something from Selwyn's tent before we head south.
Ron jogs to the commander's tent and takes any maps on the map-table and anything of value in Selwyn's chest before returning to Belym's side.
Seeing that the fighting is over, and the dangerous critters conveniently collated, Sheridan will go fetch TAM from the river and get her associated with the new strays. She will be by the pens until someone bothers her. The area around the pens will slowly and mysteriously clear of bodies. If she gets any time in adition to new resident orientation, it'll be spent neatly packing a stock of gently used Braxan equipment that someone left lying around.
Once she's bound the prisoners, Belym looks around at the remains of the Braxan camp, studying the layout and trying to determine where something of import might be left behind.
Tom spends as much time as possible separating bodies and burying them in individual graves. He will also search for any toxins or poisons left in the supplies, and look for any potential offerings in the camp - medical oddities and deformations.
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I make my way to Belym and ask her through my ruined lips Do you haff any healing potfins?
Once I get one, I make a paste out of river mud and healing potion and cover my face in it, as is an elven custom. One the mud hardens and flakes off, fresh unscarred skin remains below it. It's exfoliated too!
Belym gapes at Conwall's face for a few moments before processing his request. " Oh, uh... Yes, here you go. I hope that's enough!"
Ron falls easily back into a command role.
Owen, glad to see ye. Set a picket on the north side so we don't get taken unawares. And get that latrine cleaned up.
Ron kneels and pours a healing potion into Selwyn's mouth, hoping to stabilize the man. He turns to the nearest soldiers. Ye let any of these men escape, and I wouldn't want to be ye.
Belym, would you help watch our prisoners for a moment? I want to grab something from Selwyn's tent before we head south.
Ron jogs to the commander's tent and takes any maps on the map-table and anything of value in Selwyn's chest before returning to Belym's side.
Once she's bound the prisoners, Belym looks around at the remains of the Braxan camp, studying the layout and trying to determine where something of import might be left behind.
[Dice=Discern Realities]2d6
okay, between the two of you, I'll just list the treasure.
inside the chest (which is itself 1-weight) there are 330 gold coins (Braxan currency, same value as Tanard, but it will draw suspicion) there is also a strange stone, perfectly round, with a green-blue mist swirling inside it. and in his desk, Selwyn was keeping a number of spell reagents (instruction enough to add "Visions through time" to your spellbook) and a large ruby carved in the symbol of his house (worth 600 gold)
at the mercenary camp, you find a whip that emmanates power, and a collection of pelts worth 700 gold between them.
scattered throughout the camp is all the rations and adventuring gear you want (5 use increments, please) and the payroll for the army, 1100 braxan gold pieces all told.
and yes, they had to leave behind all their provisions. so until the next supply wagons arrive(in a couuple days according to the plans on Selwyn's desk), they are leaderless, and foodless.
What do you do?
Seeing that the fighting is over, and the dangerous critters conveniently collated, Sheridan will go fetch TAM from the river and get her associated with the new strays. She will be by the pens until someone bothers her. The area around the pens will slowly and mysteriously clear of bodies. If she gets any time in adition to new resident orientation, it'll be spent neatly packing a stock of gently used Braxan equipment that someone left lying around.
You may spend the whole night with the creatures if you so choose, you appear to be camping. could we get a few tableus of you and TAM meeting these skybeasts, just for amusement? Are you butchering the mercinaries, and storing their meat? if so, take as much humanoid meat as you care (4 use increments please), and roll +dex if you are being stealthy about it.
Tom spends as much time as possible separating bodies and burying them in individual graves. He will also search for any toxins or poisons left in the supplies, and look for any potential offerings in the camp - medical oddities and deformations.
in their healers tent (next to the butchers) you find a good deal of moderately medicinal herbs, excellent as offerings to Iisac. as you bury the dead (an exacting process, but a few militiamen help you, while others call for them to be left rotting. you finish well into the night, a few hours from dawn. there are Norwich men who were wounded in the attack, what do you do?
I make my way to Belym and ask her through my ruined lips Do you haff any healing potfins?
Once I get one, I make a paste out of river mud and healing potion and cover my face in it, as is an elven custom. One the mud hardens and flakes off, fresh unscarred skin remains below it. It's exfoliated too!
as your face is healed, jericho throws her arms around you. "I am so sorry, I should have stayed by you. I will do anything to make up for it!" she says, almost crying. what do you do?
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Sheridan pats TAM's shell. "This'd be the part where I show you'uns to where ye'd be sleepin' but I dunno if she's got a cabin big enough for either of you. I may have ter move the deep shelf tank one cabin over an ye could take turns- at least until we find you yer own domains. I'm sure there's some fruited earthbar out from between these hominids where we can set you up, big papa."
It's not clear how much of what's being said is getting through to the beasts assembled, and it's certainly not clear from how sincere Sheridan's delivery is whether or not she believes they hear her.
Periodically, Sheridan will stop the lecture to wrestle an antsy beast into submission, then pick through the mess nearby for something to catch her eye, which seems to be everything.
"We have to adapt to the tools of these hominids." she says as she cuts a chainmail shirt from sleeve to neck and sleeve to torso to fit it toga-style over the bear. Then, holding one of the dead man's arms, they raise the calvary saber to cut the exposed joint.
Tom begins searching the supplies for bandages to treat all wounded living people he can.
Seeing Conwall's discomfort with Jericho, Ron sends her and Owen back to Norwhich to fetch Roach, his armor and shield, and ten additional militiamen to establish better control over the camp.
Satisfied with his soldiers, Ron sits down with a bound Selwyn.
In my day Braxans were honorable. Never thought I'd see ye throw yer lot in with demons. Why are ye here?
I try to comfort Jericho as platonically as possible. Oh, I'm fine now, and we won! So you did great, no need to second guess.
I am thankful when Ron sends her away.
Its not that Jericho isn't attractive by human standards. It's just that I'm several hundred years older than she is. It's like a baby falling in love with...actually the age gap is so unfathomably large there's no real metaphor for me to use.
Belym will coordinate the efforts of the uninjured Norwhich militia at dealing with the camp - sorting, tearing down tents, and generally gathering things for easy transport back to Norwhich or disposal.
Once that's started, she'll sit and watch Sheri deal with her critters for a while, eventually asking " So, are you actually talking with them? They understand you?"
Before she's executed for crimes against humanity, Sheridan takes a short break to talk to Belym. "They understand the sending, and talking helps me ter articulate a propper sending. They don't all listen very well. Sometimes I've gotta get up close an' personal ter get my point accross." Sitting on a fence post, the merfolk takes the calvary saber by the middle of the blade and uses it to cut a soft leather gambison into thongs. Most of the material is ruined in the process. "It's a bit like talking while you write. The sending's also... warped because it's meant ter go through water. The stone is alright, but air makes it come out so... squeeky. Some of it gets lost. Gotta send like a leviathan
Sheridan pats TAM's shell. "This'd be the part where I show you'uns to where ye'd be sleepin' but I dunno if she's got a cabin big enough for either of you. I may have ter move the deep shelf tank one cabin over an ye could take turns- at least until we find you yer own domains. I'm sure there's some fruited earthbar out from between these hominids where we can set you up, big papa."
It's not clear how much of what's being said is getting through to the beasts assembled, and it's certainly not clear from how sincere Sheridan's delivery is whether or not she believes they hear her.
Periodically, Sheridan will stop the lecture to wrestle an antsy beast into submission, then pick through the mess nearby for something to catch her eye, which seems to be everything.
"We have to adapt to the tools of these hominids." she says as she cuts a chainmail shirt from sleeve to neck and sleeve to torso to fit it toga-style over the bear. Then, holding one of the dead man's arms, they raise the calvary saber to cut the exposed joint.
[Dice=Defy Danger(DEX)]2d6
as you are feeding your new friends (so many interesting skybeasts, arthropods and mammals and reptiles), you decide to have a little snack (These livers are so rich, epeciallty when the blood coagulates in it, gives it a jelly-like texture), and as you bite deep into a fresh one, you hear someone yell out What the hell are you doing? they yell.
you look up to see 4 militiamen standing there. one you recognize as Ashton, another who's name is Zoe, and two who you don't know. Their swords drawn, and one of them taking out a set of shackles, what do you do?
[dice=Discern Realities]2d6+2
Tom begins searching the supplies for bandages to treat all wounded living people he can.
what do you do?
Seeing Conwall's discomfort with Jericho, Ron sends her and Owen back to Norwhich to fetch Roach, his armor and shield, and ten additional militiamen to establish better control over the camp.
Satisfied with his soldiers, Ron sits down with a bound Selwyn.
In my day Braxans were honorable. Never thought I'd see ye throw yer lot in with demons. Why are ye here?
Jericho and Owen agree, and take horses to go back, they should be back in a few hours. As you sit and speak to Selwyn, his face twists in disdain I'm not like you, James. I intend to win my war he says. what do you do?
Also, I left something off the loot. Selwyns gear, which is an elegant claymore (two handed, close, reach, +1 damage, 2 piercing, 3 weight, 350 coins), a set of enameled plate mail (3 armour, clumsy, 500 coins, 4 weight) and Selwyn himself, who is worth a lords ransom (10,000 coins, at least).
I try to comfort Jericho as platonically as possible. Oh, I'm fine now, and we won! So you did great, no need to second guess.
I am thankful when Ron sends her away.
Its not that Jericho isn't attractive by human standards. It's just that I'm several hundred years older than she is. It's like a baby falling in love with...actually the age gap is so unfathomably large there's no real metaphor for me to use.
Thank you she says as you reassure her. when Ron sends her away, she embraces you again, assuring you that she will be back soon before rushing to the stables. I assume you are sitting with ron and Selwyn, explaining your problem. What do you do?
Belym will coordinate the efforts of the uninjured Norwhich militia at dealing with the camp - sorting, tearing down tents, and generally gathering things for easy transport back to Norwhich or disposal.
Once that's started, she'll sit and watch Sheri deal with her critters for a while, eventually asking " So, are you actually talking with them? They understand you?"
After Sheridan explains the sending, (blood noticeable on her fingers and teeth, and you notice bodies haphazardly hidden in the bushes) you spend a short while with the militia, before you hear shouting behind you, near the Mercenary camp. What do you do?
Tom cleans the camp out of medical supplies and works until he physically cannot work any longer to make sure those who are alive on any side stay alive.
Sheridan looks up from the morsel. "Sorry, do you folk have rules about spoils? I know y'all buried the last batch for later, but I actually got this one m'self." They put down the liver and hold out their hands, submitting to the shackles, secure in the knowledge that haste and anger only bring unnecessary bloodshed.
I've been in Sheridan's shoes before. I rush out to help her.
Militia men, eat seems to be the trouble here?
Tom cleans the camp out of medical supplies and works until he physically cannot work any longer to make sure those who are alive on any side stay alive.
[dice=Defy Danger (CON)]2d6+1
already weak, and tired from fighting, you collapse. tell me where, and what you were doing when you do.
Sheridan looks up from the morsel. "Sorry, do you folk have rules about spoils? I know y'all buried the last batch for later, but I actually got this one m'self." They put down the liver and hold out their hands, submitting to the shackles, secure in the knowledge that haste and anger only bring unnecessary bloodshed.
The men shackle you. You are desecrating the dead! you can't eat people! the man yells as you look at him innocently, bits of liver on your lips. they seem very upset. what do you do?
I've been in Sheridan's shoes before. I rush out to help her.
Militia men, eat seems to be the trouble here?
This... Thing is eating the dead ashton yells, as poor sam vomits in the bushes. Sheri has chunks of flesh on her hnads, lips, and reddened teeth. what do you do?
"Desiccating th-" Sheridan is blinking, somewhat bewildered. "The last thing I'd wanna do is dry- Well I didn't figure you'd take much kind to me eating the living." Their nervous chuckle sounds like a thrill of notes. "Can I wipe my mouth? I'm feeling real self-concious about being the only one covered in blood. D'you folk not eat meat? Is that what's wrong?"