They all believe the world will come to a cataclysmic end in their lifetime. They will have skills to combat such ferocious enemies that The Rough Beast has at his command. As for the people themselves, I am unsure. Gain their trust, and defend your home.
"Ok, well how do we find them once we go through the portal? I mean if it's the future, obviously we have no idea where anything is. "
Teclis also drinks from teh pool..
"I suppose we will find out more information once we reach there"
bathe drinks a bit more until he is fully patched up
Then he will shrug and hop through the portal.
Can't be worse than this place
"Don't you know to never say something like that? By the gods, we are doomed. "
Nah, just wait, this one has pauses sometimes.
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The group, prepares to be teleported to some random place in the timeline. You all step through the portal provided by the time keeper. You are greeted by fresh air and a town.
You look around, and after a few moments, you realize that you are in Sothis, the major port city in Osirion. The air is crisp, and the sun is warm on your skin. Bird fly overhead, and you are all relieved to off the accursed island you were once on.
People are taken aback by your presence at first, but then all go back to their daily hustle and bustle as you figure to be some sort of wizards or travelers.
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"Guess we should ask around about this group.. The Trine was it?"
"Yep, Trine. But I got money burning a hole in my pocket right now, so I need to go shopping. "
bet they try to kill us three ways
"They would just be joining the club then. "
"Either of you good at talking? I don't do well talking with lesser races.. No offence to yall.."
He will cast mage armor and false life before venturing around town..
"Lesser races? Meh, elves. No, I'm not much of a talker. I negotiate with a blade in most cases. "
"Well I suppose we will just have to ask around then.. Lets go.."
He makes his way around town asking random folks about the Trine group..
You ask around for The Trine, and everyone points you to the religious district of the city. You head there, and you see temples to various gods. Most are Anciet Osirion, including; Anubis, Ptah, Ra.
At the very end, and what they call a temple, but is more like a 3 room shack, is a building. There is a symbol, etched into a sturdy board.
You head inside, and the inside is slightly better then the exterior. You see a group of four, 2 males and 2 females sitting around a table, sharing an ale, while going over some paperwork.
One of the men stand up as you enter, and gives you a stern look.
Look, if you guys are here to mock our religion, or our beliefs then you can turn around and walk the hell back out!
"We were sent here to see the Trine. We have a fairly odd story to tell. "
"I personally am of no religious affiliation so.. As my friend said we're looking for the Trine.. Are you them?"
The same guy, that was highly skeptical of your intentions, gives Teclis a firm nod,
Yeah, what about it? How does our group, and your "strange story" have a common ground?
The others get up, and all form a line in front of the table.
A woman, clad in breastplate, with a mace on her hip, stares at you.
You wanna tell this tale of your at a proper bar, over a couple rounds of drinks? I don't think we can all fit comfortably in this little place of ours.
"Bar sounds good to me. I haven't to one in months, I guess. Seems like years. "
maybe we can find some chumps to toss out. Be just like old times.. Balthe says after the mandatory rimshot for Nils' comment
Teclis follows the humans to drink beverages..
How much of your story do you tell?
I don't recall us doing anything which would make us look bad, so everything.
Balthe makes sure they know how awesome he was.
The woman looks at the three of you, eyebrow raised,
Hmm, that seems like quite a tale. Truth or fiction is irrelevant. I will take it at face value, and should your prophecy hold true, than it seems what we all feel will come true as well. We all feel that a terrible even will happen, which will consume all we hold dear and love. The Rough Beast is such an entity that can do such a thing without even trying. There is a reason the other Gods had teamed up to seal Rovagug away.
She drinks the rest of her ale, in a single gulp.
If you wish to join The Trine, we require a pledge of loyalty and honor. The pledge comes in a Brand, as per our casting. You can place it wherever you wish, but please allow it to be visible should you need to present your pledge to another member. The choice to pledge is your own, but it may seem like we need all the help we can get. Along with the pledge, you must fight us, you three against us four. Not to the death of course, but more as a means to better evaluate how to utilize you in gaining more followers and "soldiers" to battle this upcoming apocalypse.
"So to help you with this situation we have to get branded and fight you? Did you ever stop to think that maybe there's a reason you don't get many followers?"
"I am not a fan of permantly scaring myself.. Can you imagine how it will look in 200 years? Why must humans require such barbaric rites to enter ones club.' He sighs.. "If we must then I am willing. It is worth it not to see the rough beast destroy all.."
I like the fight part...
"You would. "
<sigh>
"So I doubt you will be any help if we don't do all this nonsense? So best if we get started at it. "
Balthe activates barkskin as he limbers up
Just think we are he first people to get to kick ass in multiple eras!
Your group of three faces off against the four of them in a free for all sparring match. The fight is pretty even as your skill is slightly better than the numbers they have. After 30 or so seconds your skill improves. You hit better, sometime harder. Your spells are slightly more potent. You are unsure if it was the water you drank or traveling through time, but the three of you fell stronger overall.
They call the match and seem you the winners. After a few ales in celebration, you all disband and head to bed. After a full night sleep, you feel different when you wake. This time you feel as if a strange metamorphosis has taken place while you slept hard for the first time in ages.
You seem to move faster, hit harder, swing smarter. You all notice the brand placed on you glows a pale blue, but fades just as quickly. You head towards the "temple" of Teine to get started with work trying to prepare for what the refer to as "Doomsday".
The woman looks at you, and gives you a warm smile.
I trust you all slept well. So, first order of business is to convince others to join. I know that is not really up your strength, so instead I want to utilize what you good at. I have connection in various cities across Golarion. I want you to travel and convince others to join our cause. Do it by showing them strength in numbers, show them that as a group anything is possible. The first city will be Eto. Find Ezo and tell him I sent you. He will tell you how to gain him and the others trust and allegiance.
"OK, Eto it is. There's caravan's there aren't there?"
Will need to buy some supplies for the desert and all that.
Yes, Eto has a trade route that bridges us in Sothis and Shiman-Sekh. The increased trade has increased the wealth for all involved. You be able to resupply in Eto from the harsh desert travel. Supply up here with whatever you think will help battle the desert heat. Please leave as soon as you are ready, for time is of the essence in the long term.
That reminds me, there is a caravan leaving tomorrow night if you wish to join up with them. That way you won't get lost on your way there, and traveling in groups always help the passage of time a little more bearable I feel.
Teclis would suggest someone buy an endure elements wand so we dont all suffer.. I myself do not the gold to buy on unfort..
"I'm a fan of safety in numbers, and it's been a bit lonely with just us on that damned island. We'll go with the caravan. "
Your group decides that safety in numbers cannot be a bad thing. You find out the caravan leaves at dusk, to help reduce the wear of the sun on your back. You prepare for the journey ahead, it will take about 2 weeks to get there.
You join the caravan ranks an hour before dusk, and you see a short fat goblin atop as the driver with a trio of Oreads. The Oreads show now emotion, as they appear to be all about business. The goblin smiles at you as you appraoch.
So, you must be the three names I saw added to my list of guards that I failed to recognize. My name is Sagz, if there is something important speak quickly, best to get on the road as quick as possible. We travel during the night and sleep during the day, no sense it gettign heat stroke right?
Unless stopped for a pressing matter, Sagz gets the camels going down the road. The Oreads are all dressed in chain shirts, with small shields strapped to their arm. They carry a few weapons, but one that sticks out on your mind is the halbred one carries.
The Oreads don't converse much, as they keep a vigilant eye for any trouble, but will not be rude and ignore in conversation directed towards them.
A week goes by smoothly, and other than a few dry throat moments, nothing happens. Day 9 however is different story.
Perception
Init
Tracker: surprise round
Teclis: go (move or standard)
Balthe: go (move or standard)
Oreads: done (readied actions to attack)
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Gnolls: FF
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Nils: FF
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The day night goes by well, until about 4 hours into the night, with the moon at the highest point in the sky, you hear what sounds like hyenas yelping in the night. The sound isn't too surprising, except the sounds seem to be getting closer, and then Balthe and Nils, you hear the sand around you start to shift and a small "avalanche" happens and Sagz makes the caravan stop to a halt.
The Oreads unsure what is happening, draw weapons and ready to attack if anything is foolish enough to attack their caravan.
Surprise Round:
Balthe: move or standard action
Gnolls:
Nils:
Round 1:
Teclis:
Balthe:
Oreads:
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Gnolls:
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Nils:
Maybe, but that would be my fault, I forgot to post
Activates barkskin
Update coming on lunch. Headed to work.
The enemies show themselves. They each throw a javelin at one of the Oread guards. The manage to hit their targets which just anger the guards. They draw their weapons and prepare to strike should the gnolls charge in.
Surprise Round:
Balthe: barkskin
Gnolls: done
Nils: go
Round 1:
Teclis: go
Balthe: go
Oreads: ready attacks (5;7;5)
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Gnolls:
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Nils:
Do we have a map?
Battle map post at very top of page. :)
Balthe trips his foe, then takes the AOO
for vs the prone enemy
Round 1:
Teclis: GO
Balthe: rushes forward, trips orange, bashes him over head for 18
Oreads: ready attacks (5;7;5)
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Red:
Orange: 18 + prone
Green:
Blue:
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Nils:
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Balthe, rushes over the sand, and easily trips the gnoll nearest him. As it goes crashing to the sand below, Balthe follows up by stomping on its face. As Bathe removes his foot, he can see the gnoll snarling at him, and quite angry by the foot stomp.