you are able to reach your blade, and stand to a crouch, before the creature is upon you, but take -1 forward to your next action. what do you do?A quick roll gets me next to my sword, seeing the Ravager is still charging after me I leave it on the ground to be easy to grab if needed and quickly fire a shot.
[dice=volley]2d6+2-1
It is moving so quickly I must put myself in danger to take the shot.
[dice=damage]1d8
You have to draw back you bow very fast. as you loose your arrow, your string snaps. an easy fix, you probably have a few spare strings on you, but it will take a moment to do
Suddenly realizing exactly what's about to happen, Belym yelps as she flings herself away from the warehouse. [dice=Defy Danger: Dex]2d6+1
Glancing around, she briefly contemplates the hole she created in the city wall (I didn't think I hit it that hard. That's going to be awkward if anyone was paying attention to how that happened), before turning her attention to the giant ravager slumped in the hole. Where do these larger specimens come from?
[dice=Spout Lore]2d6+1
You recall vaguely, some lore about Ravagers. that they were once men, before some enchantment, or curse, or something (never is very clear, is it?) took away who they were, and replaced it with a burning hatred of man, and everything he stood for. they also say that this curse mutated them, some became scarred and ugly, and really strong. others became scarred, and ugly, and big.
I stand beside Ron. Well, today has been interesting. I scan the area for any remaining threats.
[Dice=Discern Realities+WIS]2d6+0You're looking a little worse for wear, but so am I, I suppose. I'm not sure if you remember me, my name is Thaddeus, Thaddeus Foxwood. I was just a boy when I was here last. Sorry, we can chat later. We've got work to do.
Ron rolls away from the burning building.
[Dice=DD Dex]2d6+2
He looks back up the hill to where the militia is beginning to form. Build bucket chains and get these fires out! Evacuate all civilians!
He turns to Thaddeus, Of course I remember ye lad! You've grown! This isn't over until we secure the gate. Let's move!
Ron jogs to the gate as fast as he can manage and surveys the situation outside.
Ron & Thaddeus you arrive to see Scath shoot down a ravager, and see Rigwald engaged with another giant Ravager. what do you do?
You have to draw back you bow very fast. as you loose your arrow, your string snaps. an easy fix, you probably have a few spare strings on you, but it will take a moment to do
Of course! I grunt as the string falls loose in my hands, I quickly grab my sword while still kneeling, raising it up ready to plunge it into the chest of the Ravager. lets do it again Floyd take out their eyes!. Floyd leaps for the face of the Ravager once it gets near.
You have to draw back you bow very fast. as you loose your arrow, your string snaps. an easy fix, you probably have a few spare strings on you, but it will take a moment to doOf course! I grunt as the string falls loose in my hands, I quickly grab my sword while still kneeling, raising it up ready to plunge it into the chest of the Ravager. lets do it again Floyd take out their eyes!. Floyd leaps for the face of the Ravager once it gets near.
[dice=Hack and Slash w/command]2d6+0+2
[dice=damage]1d8
Belym looks up from the giant, and spots the remaining giant outside the gate. Seeing Rigwald's condition, she charges at the giant, conjuring a few pebbles and pelting him as she yells, " Hey, ugly! I did your friend here in, and I'll do the same for you! "
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Rigwald sees the small stones flying at the brute and decides to take the chance that is offered. He lays into the brute with the bloody greatsword, hoping the barrage of pebbles distracts the opponent enough to give Rigwald an oppening.
Rigwald feels the blade strike true! With a wordless snarl he pushes the sword deeper into the brute's flesh, then twists and wrenches it out.
Ron slumps against the side of the gate, breathing raggedly. He looks in awe at the two bodies surrounding Rigwald, and the Barbarian's grievous wounds.
Glorious!
Belym looks up from the giant, and spots the remaining giant outside the gate. Seeing Rigwald's condition, she charges at the giant, conjuring a few pebbles and pelting him as she yells, " Hey, ugly! I did your friend here in, and I'll do the same for you! "
Rigwald sees the small stones flying at the brute and decides to take the chance that is offered. He lays into the brute with the bloody greatsword, hoping the barrage of pebbles distracts the opponent enough to give Rigwald an oppening.
[dice= Hack and Slash] 1d6 + 1d8 + 2
Rigwald feels the blade strike true! With a wordless snarl he pushes the sword deeper into the brute's flesh, then twists and wrenches it out.
[dice= Damage]1d10 + 1 + 2
you masterfully dodge the brutes hammer, and spill its guts with a slice. it falls to the ground, grunting in pain before wheezing its last. The last of the Ravagers is slain, what do you do?
Ron slumps against the side of the gate, breathing raggedly. He looks in awe at the two bodies surrounding Rigwald, and the Barbarian's grievous wounds.
Glorious!
you slump, and examine the damage. the square is full of bodies, ravagers and about 4 guards who were slain. the gate and a section of wall have been leveled. the town was only spared destruction because of a handful of misfit outsiders who decided to intervene while the militia was caught with its pants down. The militia/bucket brigade is quckly moving to quench the fire (thank god the river is nearby)
What do you do?
also, for everybody, now the attack is over, what do you do?
Ron first rushes to Rigwald's side and pulls out a bandage. As he works, he speaks, Fine work lad. I haven't seen anything like it since the war. You'll be right as rain in a moment.
When his work is complete, he turns to Thaddeus. Well fought friend. Let's meet at the tavern later. I'd best get the militia to work barricading the wall as best we can.
He turns to find the militia captain, to set up orders to finish putting out the fires and then barricade the broken wall as best as they are able.
He can be found organizing the militia from the inside of the gate.
I see the giant fall in the distance, quickly surveying the field outside the wall, bodies scattered around, a few familiar faces in the distance, a smoke column rising from somewhere in town. What do you think Floyd? A few squeaks reach his ear Yes, lets take a look to see if we can find where they came from. I remove the arrow from the closest ravager before checking them to see if I can find any sign of where they came from or why they came here.
Rigwald is leaning bodily on the hilt of his sword, the blade plunged into the earth. He is breathing deeply, but carefully, trying not to disturb his wounds.
With a grateful nod he says to Ron: "My guts won't spill out now, and for that I am thankful. And I don't believe I had the pleasure of fighting a bastard so big, or so ugly, in my life." He spits at the corpse of the brute and smiles. "I could use a drink now. And some rest. I think I'll join you at that tavern later."
Rigwald cleans his greatsword, retrieves the things he dropped before the fight and heads towards the tavern, hoping his deeds today are enough to buy some food, drink and bed, because he's got no other currency to speak of.
"I'm glad you survived, "" Belym tells Rigwald as he heads for the gates. To Ron, she comments, "Guess those wargs will have to wait until tomorrow, hm? Let me know if I can do anything here." Unless Ron offers other suggestions, Belym will start dragging the ravagers' bodies outside the wall, taking the chance to see if they've got anything useful on them, before lending a hand with the barricade.
Thaddeus returns from aiding the militia in search of any more Ravagers. He returns to the gate in search of someone in command.
I see the giant fall in the distance, quickly surveying the field outside the wall, bodies scattered around, a few familiar faces in the distance, a smoke column rising from somewhere in town. What do you think Floyd? A few squeaks reach his ear Yes, lets take a look to see if we can find where they came from. I remove the arrow from the closest ravager before checking them to see if I can find any sign of where they came from or why they came here.
[dice=dicern realiities]2d6+1
well, Ravagers are in the habit of taking trophies, and these are no different, about 700 coin worth of jewelty, trinkets, and coins. I would say that's valuable. What do you do?
Rigwald is leaning bodily on the hilt of his sword, the blade plunged into the earth. He is breathing deeply, but carefully, trying not to disturb his wounds.
With a grateful nod he says to Ron: "My guts won't spill out now, and for that I am thankful. And I don't believe I had the pleasure of fighting a bastard so big, or so ugly, in my life." He spits at the corpse of the brute and smiles. "I could use a drink now. And some rest. I think I'll join you at that tavern later."
Rigwald cleans his greatsword, retrieves the things he dropped before the fight and heads towards the tavern, hoping his deeds today are enough to buy some food, drink and bed, because he's got no other currency to speak of.
As you pass through the gates, you are stopped by a scarred veteran (You may recognize him as Garin, the commander of the watch). "That was some damn good fighting. What is your name?" he asks. What do you do?
"I'm glad you survived, "" Belym tells Rigwald as he heads for the gates. To Ron, she comments, "Guess those wargs will have to wait until tomorrow, hm? Let me know if I can do anything here." Unless Ron offers other suggestions, Belym will start dragging the ravagers' bodies outside the wall, taking the chance to see if they've got anything useful on them, before lending a hand with the barricade.
Thaddeus returns from aiding the militia in search of any more Ravagers. He returns to the gate in search of someone in command.
You see old Garin talking with a badly wounded man (Or Rigwald, if you two are acquainted). what do you do?
As you pass through the gates, you are stopped by a scarred veteran (You may recognize him as Garin, the commander of the watch). "That was some damn good fighting. What is your name?" he asks. What do you do?
Rigwald raises his chin proudly at this and declares "I am Rigwald, son of Hurik, warrior and skald from the Green Valley in the Cold Places! You have witnessed my deeds and you would do well to spread word of them wide for all to hear!". He then starts coughing and clutching at his bandaged wound. "I regret having to leave like this, but I really need to get some rest" he rasps at Garin and resumes his hobbling walk towards the tavern.
well, Ravagers are in the habit of taking trophies, and these are no different, about 700 coin worth of jewelty, trinkets, and coins. I would say that's valuable. What do you do?
With no sign of where the Ravagers come from I pocket the random items These will do someone else more good than me I think and as I do Floyd runs up my arm, the ring with the signet of Braxos is on his tail. [b[ Oh yes good friend, I know I saw Ron out here. Lets see if we can't find him.[/b] I head to the river to briefly rinse the blood off my hands and to clean Floyd. I enter town through the newly created hole in the wall. No reason for anyone to know I'm here, best to keep my head down. I see Rigwald speaking with Garin, , and spit on the ground Of course he shows his head after the fight, but see him on the field? Ha, never, he prefers his quarters I use the smoke from the still burning building to cover my movement as I make my way to the back wall of the tavern as I know my old friend Ron always needs a strong drink after a fight.
Thaddeus approaches Rigwald as he hobbles away. "Wait, excuse me sir. I saw you out on the field. You slayed that giant, didn't you? Very impressive. I believe I can help you out, if you would let me, it is my duty as a Knight of Mersiel."
Ron nods at Belym as she speaks. Aye, poor farmer, always another day for his lot. Meet me at the tavern yes? I need to get off me feet. He coughs and waves down two militiamen. Horace, Gregus, help her clear out the bodies. .
He watches the trio move off and turns to Garin. I'm sorry for ye loss Garin. They were damn fine men. He clutches at his side. Ye have this well in hand. I'll be heading off to patch this up.
He whispers to Thaddeus as the paladin approaches Rigwald. Meet me at the tavern when ye through here.
Ron heads to the tavern, filled with a new story of glory, and an empty wallet. But first he stops at the river to clean his equipment and his wounds. He'll head to the market to lock his stall on the way to the tavern.
Belym will spend a few more minutes helping at the gate. When she overhears anyone talking about the possible cause of hole in the wall, she'll finish her immediate task and then quietly head off to the tavern, taking time en route to apply some balm to her hands.
When she gets there, she'll head over to Rigwald. "You're not bored today, I'll wager. Had those wounds tended to yet? "
As you pass through the gates, you are stopped by a scarred veteran (You may recognize him as Garin, the commander of the watch). "That was some damn good fighting. What is your name?" he asks. What do you do?Rigwald raises his chin proudly at this and declares "I am Rigwald, son of Hurik, warrior and skald from the Green Valley in the Cold Places! You have witnessed my deeds and you would do well to spread word of them wide for all to hear!". He then starts coughing and clutching at his bandaged wound. "I regret having to leave like this, but I really need to get some rest" he rasps at Garin and resumes his hobbling walk towards the tavern.
"Where are you staying?" he asks, as you limp away "If you want, the guards barracks are open to you. hot meals, and an admittedly bed." he laughs as he walks to the gate.
With no sign of where the Ravagers come from I pocket the random items These will do someone else more good than me I think and as I do Floyd runs up my arm, the ring with the signet of Braxos is on his tail. [b[ Oh yes good friend, I know I saw Ron out here. Lets see if we can't find him.[/b] I head to the river to briefly rinse the blood off my hands and to clean Floyd. I enter town through the newly created hole in the wall. No reason for anyone to know I'm here, best to keep my head down. I see Rigwald speaking with Garin, , and spit on the ground Of course he shows his head after the fight, but see him on the field? Ha, never, he prefers his quarters I use the smoke from the still burning building to cover my movement as I make my way to the back wall of the tavern as I know my old friend Ron always needs a strong drink after a fight.
Thaddeus approaches Rigwald as he hobbles away. "Wait, excuse me sir. I saw you out on the field. You slayed that giant, didn't you? Very impressive. I believe I can help you out, if you would let me, it is my duty as a Knight of Mersiel."
"Ravager attacks aren't uncommon in these parts, but to actually assault a town... it hasn't happened for ages." he turns to survey the gate, and shakes his head "I will send out a militia party, to clear out any stragglers from their group, until then, I need carpenters, or better yet, masons".
Belym will spend a few more minutes helping at the gate. When she overhears anyone talking about the possible cause of hole in the wall, she'll finish her immediate task and then quietly head off to the tavern, taking time en route to apply some balm to her hands.
When she gets there, she'll head over to Rigwald. "You're not bored today, I'll wager. Had those wounds tended to yet? "
you slink away easily enough, and though a dwarf with bleeding hands draws some looks, you get to the tavern easily enough. what do you do there?
Ron smiles as he enters the tavern and sees his drink waiting for him. Thank ye Lorry. I've three or four friends coming. Pour a few pints won't ye? Ye know I'm good fer it. Where's yer wife? He pulls out one of his bandages. I got a bit scratched up.
The old soldier groans audibly as he sits, still holding his side, and waits for company.
[Dice=Defy Danger Dex]2d6+2
looking through the ravager's pockets/pouches, you find about 150 coins worth of random shiny things. you also notice that several of their blades are of braxos make (arrogant bastards put their crest upon the cross-guard of every soldiers sword). and to seal that idea in your mind, you find a broach in the brute pocket, a gaudy thing of jade and silver (worth 500 coin, if you can find a buyer) bearing the sigil of the Taloks, a noble house in braxos. What do you do?
looking through the ravager's pockets/pouches, you find about 150 coins worth of random shiny things. you also notice that several of their blades are of braxos make (arrogant bastards put their crest upon the cross-guard of every soldiers sword). and to seal that idea in your mind, you find a broach in the brute pocket, a gaudy thing of jade and silver (worth 500 coin, if you can find a buyer) bearing the sigil of the Taloks, a noble house in braxos. What do you do?
Interesting. I wonder if that's normal? I don't know how far these things usually travel. Assuming noone around complains, Belym will pocket the valuables, and take two of the smaller blades before heading off to the tavern.
When she gets there, she'll head over to Ron's table; assuming he's there already, she'll greet him with ""You're not bored today, I'll wager. Had those wounds tended to yet? "
looking through the ravager's pockets/pouches, you find about 150 coins worth of random shiny things. you also notice that several of their blades are of braxos make (arrogant bastards put their crest upon the cross-guard of every soldiers sword). and to seal that idea in your mind, you find a broach in the brute pocket, a gaudy thing of jade and silver (worth 500 coin, if you can find a buyer) bearing the sigil of the Taloks, a noble house in braxos. What do you do?
Interesting. I wonder if that's normal? I don't know how far these things usually travel. Assuming noone around complains, Belym will pocket the valuables, and take two of the smaller blades before heading off to the tavern.
When she gets there, she'll head over to Ron's table; assuming he's there already, she'll greet him with ""You're not bored today, I'll wager. Had those wounds tended to yet? "
no one objects (perhaps because it is a spoils of war, perhaps because you occasionally crush people's skulls in with boulders that weren't there a moment ago)
The tavern is in a somber mood. 4 good people died today, and dozens more were hurt. and the attack was almost unprecedented, it has been 5 years since the town has seen combat within its walls, 20 since the walls have been breached. furthermore, everyone knows that if a couple of freaks and outcasts hadn't stepped up to help old Ron, most of the east side would have been leveled, and dozens, maybe a hundred more would have been killed. it is not a good day in Norwhich.
Ron nods at Belym when she enters the tavern, motioning her over.
He laughs at her greeting. No, not bored by any stretch. He gestures to a pint on the table. The tavernwife used to be a medic I think. I'm sure she'll be around soon to take care of this. He holds his hand a bit tighter over his leg wound and mutters, I hope.
Nasty business today. Sorry to drag you into that. And thank you, quite the power you've got there. I suppose it's a bit late to be asking, but what brings ye to Norwhich?
Oi, that's a fine blade you got there. From Braxos? Where'd you come by that?
"A medic? Excellent. Rigwald could surely use her aid as well, and my hands aren't in great shape either.
I'm glad I was able to help. I was in town looking for my kin - I heard they were coming this way, but the trail's gone cold, sadly.
I took these off those Ravagers. So that is Braxos' sign, then? I wasn't certain. Why would ravagers here have Braxan blades, and this?". She pulls out the broach with the sign of the noble Braxan house on it.
They say Ravagers are more beast than men, although ...
They say Ravagers are more beast than men, although ...
[dice=Spout Lore about any possible connection between Ravagers and civilization]2d6+1
Ravagers only connect with civilization through the medium of sword or torch. if they have Braxton weapons, it is likely because they took them from braxton soldiers.
Hmm. These things are raiders, must have ranged out to Braxos land recently. As you may have noticed, those things are fast and strong, but the madness drives away reason. I've never seen or heard of them fighting cohesively as a unit. They fight as enraged individuals, which is their only real weakness. Imagine if those beasts had stuck together in a formation! Norwhich would be burning and I'd be dead. Hells, I'd be dead if t'weren't fer you. Lucky day to have met ye!
He takes a quaff from his cup. Mersiel this stings! Don't know where the tavern wife could be. He pulls out another bandage and hands it to Belym. Would you mind?
Let me have a closer look at that amulet, would ye?
Rigwald waves Garin away with a forced smile and says: "I'll try my luck at the tavern for now. If I'm still shelterless by sunset I'll take you up on that offer!"
Rigwald turns to Thaddeus and says, clutching at his bloody bandages: "Honestly, I think I'll be fine. I'll heal up pretty quick, it's only a flesh would after all, haha! Just need some rest. The non-fighting folk, though, could definitely use the help of a man aided by a god". He says those last words with a mix of slight disbelief and maybe even mild envy on his face.
Hmm. These things are raiders, must have ranged out to Braxos land recently. As you may have noticed, those things are fast and strong, but the madness drives away reason. I've never seen or heard of them fighting cohesively as a unit. They fight as enraged individuals, which is their only real weakness. Imagine if those beasts had stuck together in a formation! Norwhich would be burning and I'd be dead. Hells, I'd be dead if t'weren't fer you. Lucky day to have met ye!
He takes a quaff from his cup. Mersiel this stings! Don't know where the tavern wife could be. He pulls out another bandage and hands it to Belym. Would you mind?
Let me have a closer look at that amulet, would ye?
as if summoned by your griping, Shailis appears and walks over to you. "So, Ron, tell me, have you ever considered acting like a man half your age, and retiring?"she scoffs as she examines your cuts "It's not that I don't appreciate you defending Norwhich, but you're like as not to die at the hands of some monster, or soldier, and then the Tavern would go under in a fortnight"
she begins examining your wounds, pushing aside your tunic to get a better look at your cuts. "a stab that needs packing, three cuts that need to be cleaned and bound, and bruised ribs. I can fix you, but it'll cost you 20 coin for the materials and labour. you may also want a few more drinks before we start. Was your friend injured as well?" She says turning to Belym. What do you do?
Rigwald waves Garin away with a forced smile and says: "I'll try my luck at the tavern for now. If I'm still shelterless by sunset I'll take you up on that offer!"
Rigwald turns to Thaddeus and says, clutching at his bloody bandages: "Honestly, I think I'll be fine. I'll heal up pretty quick, it's only a flesh would after all, haha! Just need some rest. The non-fighting folk, though, could definitely use the help of a man aided by a god". He says those last words with a mix of slight disbelief and maybe even mild envy on his face.
You reach the tavern to find Ron & Belym already drinking (and being examined by the tavernkeeper's wife) and examining weapons/ a broach. what do you do?
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As I get to the tavern I see Rigwald enter. I go to the wall and take a quick look in the window. Its been years since I set foot inside, there are new faces and some familiar...old friends, those that cursed me and even some that punished me. I can't go in, Floyd, go get Ron, he'll know to meet me back here I whisper to Floyd before he begins sneaking into the tavern to try to get Ron's attention. A trick I have done before.
As I get to the tavern I see Rigwald enter. I go to the wall and take a quick look in the window. Its been years since I set foot inside, there are new faces and some familiar...old friends, those that cursed me and even some that punished me. I can't go in, Floyd, go get Ron, he'll know to meet me back here I whisper to Floyd before he begins sneaking into the tavern to try to get Ron's attention. A trick I have done before.
As Rigwald enters the tavern he sees Belym and approaches her. "I forgot to thank you back at the gate. Without your help that brute would've ended me."
He takes a seat, leans back and closes his eyes to rest for a bit.
Belym raises her own cup to Ron as she replies. "Pretty sure neither of us would've walked away without the other. And I agree - a well coordinated charge would've gone badly for us. As for this, you're welcome to look at it", she says, handing over the broach.
To Shailis, Belym replies "My hands are a little scraped up, and I'd appreciate your attention once you've finished with Ron. And, it you've a healer's kit to spare, I'd happily purchase that from you as well. "
To Rigwald: "I'm glad you're still in one piece! Looks like you'll have some fine new scars in your collection."
Ron laughs heartily. Shailis you rogue! I lay here a dying after saving yer tavern and ye charge me! He winks at Shailis and calls out, Careful Lorry, yer bride here is after me own heart!
His laughter turns to a fit of painful coughing. Nay, nay, just needed someone to tie me innards in, and me new friend here she be more than happy to oblige. A few more drinks though ... Be a fine idea!
He jumps a bit and looks down at his leg in surprise. He whispers, Floyd? Yeah ok ok, no biting!
Again to the group, Rigwald is it! Have a drink on me, I'll be right back.
Ron leaves the tavern carrying only his spear. To Scath: I saw your work out there friend. Thank you for coming to our aid. How have you been?
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Ron leaves the tavern carrying only his spear. To Scath: I saw your work out there friend. Thank you for coming to our aid. How have you been?
As Ron exits I pull down my hood and toss some cheese on the ground Good work Floyd as I pat Ron on his shoulder, I notice he breifly winces and seeing multiple bandages, I quickly reach into my pouch and pull out a few herbs. Here you old man, chew on this a bit, you know I always got the good stuff. It's been to long, I guess today something more than your sharp steel brought me to the city, and just in time it would seem. I pull out a pouch with about 650 coins worth of gold and trinkets. Here, you could use this more than I, it looks like you all could use a drink so be sure to share it with our friends inside, anyways, take a look at this I pull out the ring with the signet of Braxos.Found this in the woods, been a while since I've seen this sign...
Thaddeus heads to the tavern as well. He walks up to the bar, but realizes he has no coin on hand. Thaddeus goes to look for an empty seat.
Ron chews the poultice as he examines the signet ring. The ravager's weapons bore the same sign. Have you known the ravagers to range that far? Perhaps Braxos has sent out soldiers to our land, who met an unfortunate end.
Ron takes the sack of loot. By the gods Scath, keep this out of sight! He hurriedly pockets the loot. We need to find out why Braxos men are near Norwhich. In the morning I'll meet you in the woods outside the northern gates with a few friends and we'll scout towards Braxos. Could you find the ravagers path tonight so we can follow it in the morning?
Ron chews the poultice as he examines the signet ring. The ravager's weapons bore the same sign. Have you known the ravagers to range that far? Perhaps Braxos has sent out soldiers to our land, who met an unfortunate end.
Ron takes the sack of loot. By the gods Scath, keep this out of sight! He hurriedly pockets the loot. We need to find out why Braxos men are near Norwhich. In the morning I'll meet you in the woods outside the northern gates with a few friends and we'll scout towards Braxos. Could you find the ravagers path tonight so we can follow it in the morning?
I've never once seen them attack such a defensible place, but then again Ive never seen them with that brute of a beast either. It does seem strange to see so many signs of Braxos. I will head back to the wood and see if I can find a trail. Get some rest my friend, share a drink with the others and I will see you when the sun rises
I nod my head, pull up my hood and begin to slink back into the shadows and back out of the city.
[Dice=Spout Lore]2d6+1
The amulet/broach bears the sigil of house Talok of Braxos, you are pretty sure they are a millitant house, you might have faced off against a general Tarlok, but you don't remember 100%.
I nod my head, pull up my hood and begin to slink back into the shadows and back out of the city.[Dice=defy danger]2d6+2
As I head out of the city it is easy to spot the larger prints left by the brute slain by Rigwald. I pull Floyd out of my pocket allowing him to roll around and smell the prints left in the dirt as that is his main way of tracking. After a few moments he stops and looks up at me Lets hunt I say as we both follow the prints into the woods.
As I head out of the city it is easy to spot the larger prints left by the brute slain by Rigwald. I pull Floyd out of my pocket allowing him to roll around and smell the prints left in the dirt as that is his main way of tracking. After a few moments he stops and looks up at me Lets hunt I say as we both follow the prints into the woods.
[Dice=Hunt and Track]2d6+1+2
The ravagers are not particularly stealthy, not that it would have mattered if they were. their tracks lead back to what was doubtless their camp. a dozen dead ravagers, and the corpses of almost as many soldiers lay strewn about the camp. no one is left alone. What do you do?