GM Giuseppe's Kingmaker (Inactive)

Game Master Giuseppe Capriati

Not worried about light, Roksana steps up to flank the wolf but can't quite enter the battle just yet.

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Move action: twenty feet at current STR.
Standard Action to Grant Precise Strike to all allies that can see or hear me. Extra 1d6 damage when flanking - precision damage is not multiplied on a crit

Jacobus misses the wolf once again, but as Serolt lights the area, a shining Regin wades into the fray and manages to hit and slightly wound the wolf with its bite, although – as expected by her master – she cannot trip her enemy. Roksana moves closer and incites her allies to fight cooperatively, but she can’t reach the wolf yet.

The large, black-furred wolf now focuses his attacks on Serolt’s firepelt cougar, in a sort of animal feud. The wolf bites Regin at her neck, but can’t trip her. After the attack, with an unlikely spark of tactical acumen, the wolf steps back in order to avoid flanking.

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• Wolf
• Jacobus
• Serolt & Regin
• Roksana

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In order to flank the wolf, you now must move through its reach, provoking an Attack of Opportunity.

Damage: Regin takes 8 points of damage.

Cursing his bad luck and second guessing himself on the use of the shield, the inquisitor swing his mace at the wolf now that blood had been drawn.

"Away with you! No easy prey here for you!"
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5' move so that Rok or Regin can flank, maybe?
mace to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Ok and it seems I can't roll higher than 10 these days... :)

Serolt, able to see thanks the light on Regin’s head, tries his aim as he shoots the wolf across the battlefield. He steps further up, getting ever closer to his target and gives him the evil eye*.
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5’ step closer to the wolf (20’ away).
Longbow (cold iron): 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 3 = 13 (point blank, focus)
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 3 = 6 (point blank, focus)

Can none of us roll above a 10? Heheheh.

* Swift Action: Ranger Focus on target for +2 attack and damage rolls

Regin, badly bloodied, growls back at the wolf as his chest heaves with labor as he fights through the pain. Seeing what looks like an opening, he pounces!
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No actual movement. I just like the imagery. Regin would not know to 5’ step toward flank unfortunately - he would go all the way and lose his full attack so Serolt is not commanding it. Regin stands his ground and strikes back at the wolf as best he can.
Regin bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4, plus free trip CMB Trip: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Regin claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 damage: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Regin claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 damage: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Seeing no other way to flank the wolf than to move through it's reach, Roksana takes the risk and puts herself opposite her companions, swinging with her warhammer as she takes her position.

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Move to flank, accepting the AoO
1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 + 2 = 151d8 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 1 + (4) = 10

Jacobus’ swing misses wildly, just like all of Regin’s savage attacks except for the last one, which actually wounds the big wolf. Serolt misses the beast as well.

Roksana swiftly moves in flanking position, managing to also avoid the wolf’s attack. She attack the black beast and although her strength is still weakened by her past disease, she manages to hit the wolf violently with her warhammer. The wolf roar furiously at her, and suddenly he…SPEAKS! “I will hunt you down!” says the wolf in a raucous, roaring voice as he withdraws from combat. Roksana and Regin both get a last chance to hit the beast before it goes away, and Serolt and Jacobus can both try and make ranged attacks at it.

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• Wolf
• Jacobus
• Serolt & Regin
• Roksana

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Roksana and Regin both get an AoO. If the wolf survives, he moves 100 feet away from the group and might still be a legal target for ranged attacks.

"A talking wolf!?"

With his crossbow not within reach, the inquisitor could not take advantage of the cowardly beast.

Jacobus goes quickly to the injured horse and sees what he can do to ease the beast's pain.

"Serolt, call your cat over. No need to chase the wolf-being. How's your cat anyway?"

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if the horse can be healed, Jacobus will do so
clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Regin does indeed try to bite his bloody adversary. He does his best to try and trip the beast and prevent its withdrawal. He looks to Serolt, Attack?

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Regin bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19 damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2, plus free trip CMB Trip: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Serolt lines up his shot, realizing that he's the last chance to stop the beast before it gets away completely.

Succeed or fail, he calls Regin back to him, "Heel old boy, no need to risk your life over that one." He reaches down and casts Cure Light Wounds on him to try and heal his injuries.

"There you go old boy, there there..." He looks up at Jacobus, "He'll be fine now, how's the horse? It lasted quite a while with that.. beast. Have you ever heard of a talking wolf? Was it a lycanthrop?" He turns to Kryolani to answer the question... sigh

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Longbow (cold iron): 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 2 = 15 (focus)
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5 (focus)

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Before Rok even has time to register the wolf speaking her rm lashes out, attempting to cripple her foe before it can make it's escape.

"First the bear that turned into a man, now a talking wolf?" She shakes her head as she sheathes puts her shield down. "What is going on in these woods?"

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Wrhmmer: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 + 2 = 171d8 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 1 + (6) = 13

The party manages to kill the speaking wolf before it can escape. Its black fur may fetch a good price back at Oleg's. After a few minutes, Jacobus has almost fully restored his horse's health by using his healing wand.
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Date — Fireday, Gozran the 14th to Moonday, Gozran the 17th, 4609 AR
Location — Oleg’s Trading Post
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You spend the next four days traveling north, in order to reach Oleg’s Trading Post as soon as possible. Your travel is slowed down by Kryolani’s unconsciousness, but thankfully the journey is quiet and uneventful and eventually you reach the Trading Post on Moonday, Gozran the 17th, when the sun is just setting.
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Roksana naturally heals 4 points of Strenght damage.

Please remove 18 rations from you pool of rations.

Feel free to describe your interactions as you reach Oleg’s Trading Post. Jhod Kaven, Vekkel Benzen, Oleg and Sveltana Leveton along with Kesten Garess and his mercenaries are all at the Trading Post as you arrive there.

Serolt pushes the party hard during the ride north as he cradles Kryolani on his horse Mitzy. He's up early and down late, casting goodberry daily to keep Kryolani fed. He mushes the berries and mixes them with water to force the gag relax of his patient. It doesn't always work, but enough to keep the already thin wizard alive.

When he sees Oleg's in the distance it's all he can do to start his horse in a gallop. Once through the gates, he looks for the priest, Johd. Finding him he blurts out, "Your good friend Kryolani has fallen ill and we cannot rouse him. You must help him."

He looks expectantly to the priest. It's within your power Erastil, bring Kryolani back to us...

Her strength returning, Roksana matches pace with Serolt and she and Kasper ride at the head of the group, ready to deter anything living or otherwise from stopping the party.

When they reach Oleg's after four thankfully uneventful days she breathes a sight of relief but does not let up on Kasper until they are within the trading posts walls.

She follows the ranger as he searches for Johd, offering to carry the young man as they search for help. She waits impatiently for Johd's response.

"We will be in your debt if you can save him. Kryo is a valuable member of our team and a good friend, please, act with haste."

Tired but glad to be back at Oleg's, Jacobus hopes there's someone here that can do more for Kryo than he could. At least we kept you alive, friend.

He turns to Oleg, "What news? Anything from the Swordlords?"

Jhod Kavken nods calmly in response to Serolt's and Roksana's hasted concerns. "Please lay him down on one of the beds in the guesthouse so that I can examine his conditions. How many days has he spent in this state? How did he come to lose all of his strenght this way?"

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As you place Kryolani on one of the bed of the guesthouse as requested, Jhod studies the sorcerer's condition for a while. "Hmm, I see. Red ache. A bad disease indeed. And not an easy one to cure, either. I'm not surprised he needs Erastil's aid. I'll try and assist him as best as I can, but...You know, I usually do this for remuneration. I'm terribly sorry to ask you to actually pay me for this, but it's my work...You know, even traveling priests need to eat. Are you willing to pay the price?"

Serolt, with help, lays his gauntness gently on the bed.

"Why yes, of course we'll pay if that's what's required. He's been sick many days, and we fear for his life. Do not delay - lay your healing hands upon him!" Serolt is somewhat surprised by the priest, but it doesn't bother him, Everyone needs to eat.

"We don't need him the picture of health mind you, but he's entirely too close to deaths door as it is. Do, er, something!"

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Not sure how to say it exactly, but Serolt doesn't expect the priest to cast all the lesser restorations needed to bring him back to full. Just need a cure disease or some such and maybe one or two lessor restorations to bring him to consciousness. We can wait out the rest...

The group has the funds for this though, in cash I think though some barter might be required depending on the cost... We have plenty to sell. :)

Working for a profit was not a new concept for an Abadar priest.

"Of course, we will pay for your services. Just bring him back from unconsciousness and cure his disease, please."

The man then adds, "Er, how much are your services? We can't really agree to pay something unless we know how much it is, right?"

Father Jhod smiles at Jacobus. "To standard price. I trust that you know healers' tariff well enough, Mr. Baradin. I'm going to start with a remove disease spell. Success is not guaranteed, but I'll try my best. Then maybe a few lesser restoration spells will do, at least to make your friend come to his senses again", Father Jhod explains with a very professional tone. "I must ask you to leave this room for a few minutes, dear friends. I need to concentrate on my spell in order for it to work as intended."

Jacobus was pleased, "Standard price sounds fair. Please continue with your ministrations."

The inquisitor then briefly summarizes what he has been able to do for Kryo so far and leaves the priest alone.

"Let us know if you need anything."

"Oh, before you leave. I'm afraid I've not got that spell currently available. I must wait until tomorrow to prepare it...Unless you don't want me to use this scroll, but this will cost you an extra...Just let me know what option do you prefer"

"Oh, before you leave. I'm afraid I've not got that spell currently available. I must wait until tomorrow to prepare it...Unless you don't want me to use this scroll, but this will cost you an extra...Just let me know what option do you prefer"

"This is your good friend Kryo we are talking about. Are you not concerned about his well being? Today or tomorrow, I leave that decision to those better informed than me. Whatever you recommend is fine; we will pay as necessary.

"Yes, please, use the scroll though it is pricier. Do not delay." Serolt agrees, and leaves the chamber immediately, leaving Kryolani's life in the hands of, he hopes, a skilled healer.

He sees to Mitzy, who must also be very tired, and the other horses as best he can while he waits.

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Though Serolt is insistent, we should wait for everyone to chime in (well except Kryolani as he's asleep) in case they want to wait and save the cash.

Third level scroll: 375gp
Two Lessor Restorations 50gp each so 100gp.

"Use the scroll!" Rok snarls at the man. "You'll get paid, so maybe let's stop worrying about money and focus on saving this man?" She bares her pointed teeth even as her hands flex.

She understands that payment is due, but that Jhod would negotiate ovet Kryo's limp body aggravates her more than she might have expected.

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I've no problem spending the money.

"Hey, slow down. Your friend is not in mortal danger. Discussing a few minutes about the economical side of healing wouldn't hurt him. Everyone must deal with the economical side of his job: you said you used to be a mercenary, girl. Well, do not sellswords discuss a lot before accepting a job? I'm just doing what everyone else does. But since you seem so eager to have your friend back, I'll go ahead and try to heal him" replies Father Kavken as he enter the guesthouse where Kryolani is lying. His expression was offended.

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A few minutes pass. Then, Father Kavken exits the guesthouse. His face is somber and he shakes his head as he speaks. "I'm sorry. The healing process didn't go well enough. The disease is strong, and difficult to heal. I'll try again tomorrow, when I will have my spells ready for this. I'll use an antiplague as a power component as well, in order to maximize my chances of success."

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Kryolani cannot be healed today. You're just arrived to the Trading Post, however, and there are a lot of people you could speak to. Also, Oleg would be willing to buy loot from you, should you wish to sell anything.

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Caster Level Check: 1d20 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 4 = 15

Jacobus was disappointed with the results of the healer but reassured that Kryo's life was not in danger, he went about settling back in the trading post.

Sleeping on a bed was a comfort he was looking forward to.

He turned to Rok and Serolt, his 'talking' companions, "So we should claim all we have done, starting with the boar we killed and the truce we obtained from the kobolds. I'll write about this to the Swordlords and hope to get the rewards soon."

He looked at Serolt, "What about selling/buying/ordering stuff?"

"We did negotiatiate healing, after it had already been done. The well being of your company is paramount, despite what you may think, it's Bandits that put gold above all else." Roksana continues to glare at the man, particularly when he's unable to do anything.

"Get him healed and when he's awake he can tell you all about your temple that we found." It's the last thing she says to Johd as she storms off to find Svetlana and vent, she hears Jacobus ask about purchasing as she walks away but she's in no mood to discuss anything practical at the moment.

When she does find Svetlana she realizes that they found a set of wedding rings on their last outing. "I don't know if their yours Lana, but if you don't mind looking at them, I'm sure Serolt has them in a pouch somewhere."

Serolt is displeased with the power of the priest, but at least Kryolani is in a bed now, and safe. Perhaps that will help the diseased man as well as anything.

"I'll stay here a while, make sure Kryolani is well tended too." He could still beat the disease on his own. :)

Serolt fusses for a while, making sure Kryolani eats something and cleaning up after all the stew that dribbles on his chin. He also makes sure Father Kavken helps the body heal naturally as well as magically... just in case.

Eventually he departs and gathers his things, joining the others. He's particularly happy to unload Tuskgutters head... it was starting to stink fiercely. He offers it to Vekkel, "He'll take no on else now. He's done and rotting in the forest." he grins hoping the man has found some closure.

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Hey, what about this one? (link) I don't remember how many bandits we killed, have we hit six?

Also, I thought there was a spell book at one point, but I can't find the notes. We have a spell book that I haven't sold yet thinking it was part of a task... was I wrong?

Svetalana smiles brightly at Roksana when the half-orc girl gives her the wedding ring, helped by Serolt: "Erastil be blessed, yes! Thank you so much guys! Oleg! Did you see? They found it!" Oleg laughs and comes closer. "Well, maybe someone told them to look for it..." he adds mischievously before hugging her wife. "I hope you're happier now. I hated myself for letting them take it from you". Svetlana almost breaks into tears, hugs Oleg tightly and thanks you again.

A few minutes later, Oleg gathers you in the stalls as he brushes his horse. "Hey guys" he starts, "You've find Svetlana ring, and I'm so grateful! Thank you. No one else would have cared about it. Out of curiosity, where did you find it? Anyway, you've earned a reward fit for a king. One thousand golden crowns in credit to spend here at the Trading Post. Yeah, I know, I'm too generous, but I'm also a happy man now, so I'm willing to reward you as appropriate!"

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In the meantime, Jacobus writes a letter to the Swordlords in which he details their exploits. Fabian, I would love if you could actually write it in your next post.

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After a few hours, when you've taken your time to eat and rest a bit, Father Kavken comes to you again. "My friend he starts with his solemn and deep voice, "Roksana here has told me you found the lost temple to Erastil! I...I'm sincerely surprise to see that my dream was true...Well, I would like to know where it is. If you could point it out its location on the map for me...Well, I would provide you my healing services for free. Not only today. Forever."

Vekkel Benzen widens his eyes as soon as he sees Tuskgutter's head. "Wow! Amazing! I knew you would have killed it! You're great guys! It's so good to see the younger generation doing so well! Well, this big bastard claimed my leg, and now I cannot shoot a bow anymore...So, wait only a few minutes please" he says enthusiastically before disappearing in the stalls. When he comes back, a few minutes later, he holds a nicely crafted longbow and a partially filled quiver in his hands. "Here. These are for you. Maybe you're too strong to use this bow, and you prefer a composite version, but this weapon was crefted by a skilled artisan back when I was in Restov...He was an half-elf, I wonder what was his name...Thil...No, maybe...Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. Forgive an old hunter with a defective memory. By the way, what I was trying to say is that you could sell this bow if you're too strong and you rather have a more powerful version. It should fetch a good price."

The man pauses for a bit, studying Tuskgutter's rotting head. "You got what you deserved, a~@!#~~!" he whispers to the boar's skull in a confidential tone. "He-hem, yes. Yes. These arrows. Well, guys, these arrows are magical. Every hunter has his tricks after all" he blinks, "The wizard who once crafted them for me called them animal bane arrows or something. Anyway, they're particularly good against animals...quite obvious, actually. Well, I hope these satisfy you!"

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Vekkel's reward consists in a masterwork longbow and six +1 animal bane arrows.

After a few hours, when you've taken your time to eat and rest a bit, Father Kavken comes to you again. "My friend he starts with his solemn and deep voice, "Roksana here has told me you found the lost temple to Erastil! I...I'm sincerely surprise to see that my dream was true...Well, I would like to know where it is. If you could point it out its location on the map for me...Well, I would provide you my healing services for free. Not only today. Forever."

Jacobus nods and points out in the map where they had found the temple and what they had seen.

He then adds, "While we appreciate the offer of free service, please offer it up in good faith."

Realizing how that did not come out quite right, he quickly states, "What I mean to say is that it is not necessary. I totally understand the concept of paying for a job well done. That being said, if you truly believe that our services were in line with the reward then thank you. We hope to never need your services but it's a comfort to know that they are available."

"Do you have any plans for the temple? Will you go visit?"

“Yes, I’ll go and visit it. I’ll probably stay there for a couple of months. Vekkel too has expressed his interest in joining me” answers Father Jhod. “And yes, Mr. Varadin, rest assured that you earned your reward fully.”

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You spend the rest of the day eating, chatting and resting at the Trading Post, for you’ve been traveling for a very long time and your body longs for rest and nourishment―and Svetlana’s dishes are no match for the trail ration you’ve been used to eat for the last few weeks in the wildlands.

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The following day, Father Kavken gathers you as you’re eating your breakfast. “I’ve prepared my spell in order to heal Kryolani. I hope they’ll be enough. I’ll do the best I can dear friends” says the Erastilian priest a confident smile and a rich voice.

When he finishes eating his breakfast, Father Kavken enters the Guesthouse and tries to heal Kryolani. The first attempt fails again though. “Nothing. Again.” He explains as he comes out of the guesthouse with a deluded expression written all over his face. “But not all hopes are lost. I can try again another time today. I would like to meet success this time, though, so I’m here to ask you if you would like to pay for a dose of antiplague. I can use it as an alchemical power component in order to enhance my curing spell and increase my chances of success. I think Oleg got one of them in stock. You think you can afford that?”
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Caster Level Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

After a short discussion, the party agrees on buying the antiplague. Jhod Kavken quickly uses it to enhance his remove disease spell...and finally Kryolani comes back to his senses.

"Sssh, everything is fine, relax. You're alright my friend. You're at Oleg's. Your friends are out here, just waiting to hear the good news. You must still feel weak, I know, but I've consumed all my magic resources to bring you back to your senses. I suggest you to stay in bed today, I'll provide you more magical healing tomorrow. I'm glad you're back, Mister Surtova."

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Jhod Kavken quickly exits the guesthouse and turns to you: "I bring good news. You're friend is conscious again. He's still tired and weak, but he's been cured. I'll provide more magical healing to him tomorrow. Now excuse me, but I'm very tired and need a bit of rest", says the priest with a genuine smile.

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Caster level check: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 2 = 21

Lesser restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Kryolani attempts to swallow, but it feels like he spent the last week drinking salt and sand. His vision blurs when he tries to focus on anything at all, but that doesn't stop him from dragging himself into a sitting position in his sick bed. His throat is dry and raw, and when he tries it out, he can barely manage more than a dry whisper. His stomach aches like a giant fist is crushing it.

But he is awake.

He leans his back against the wall to rest. He'll stay in bed, sure. But for now at least he can do so while sitting up.

After a few hours, when you've taken your time to eat and rest a bit, Father Kavken comes to you again. "My friend he starts with his solemn and deep voice, "Roksana here has told me you found the lost temple to Erastil! I...I'm sincerely surprise to see that my dream was true...Well, I would like to know where it is. If you could point it out its location on the map for me...Well, I would provide you my healing services for free. Not only today. Forever."

"Father, that's very gracious of you, and thank you. With luck we won't need it often!" he chuckles. "We must compensate you for the scroll though surely. " Serolt doles out the cash needed to replace the scroll. Never know when we'll need that again...

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The man pauses for a bit, studying Tuskgutter's rotting head. "You got what you deserved, a$%&!%@!" he whispers to the boar's skull in a confidential tone. "He-hem, yes. Yes. These arrows. Well, guys, these arrows are magical. Every hunter has his tricks after all" he blinks, "The wizard who once crafted them for me called them animal bane arrows or something. Anyway, they're particularly good against animals...quite obvious, actually. Well, I hope these satisfy you!"

He admires the bow, "You, sir, are too kind. This is very nice thank you. I do prefer the pull of a stronger bow, but that's not always needed or desired, and so this finery will make an excellent addition to my small, but no longer meager, collection. Thank you."

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Jhod Kavken quickly exits the guesthouse and turns to you: "I bring good news. You're friend is conscious again. He's still tired and weak, but he's been cured. I'll provide more magical healing to him tomorrow. Now excuse me, but I'm very tired and need a bit of rest", says the priest with a genuine smile.

"Thanks again father, if there's anything we can do for you, please let us know."

Serolt rushes in to see Kryolani, and is very happy to see him, well if not up and about, at least up. "We'll rest a few days here, so there's no hurry - just relax."

He leaves and spends a little time with Oleg. ”My friend, there is much we need to buy. I wonder, can you help us?” He goes over the list with Oleg, both sale and purchase. He takes out, a potion shield of faith +2, the spell book, a masterwork hand axe, a masterwork cold iron sickle, boots of the elvenkind, and dust of illusion.

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See Discussion thread for details…

Jacobus stepped out of the room, looking quite pleased with himself.

He asked Serolt and Rok to follow him to where Kryo was recovering. Once inside, he stated, "I wrote the Swordlords a letter. Let me read to you all so you can let me know if I need to add anything else."

He then asked expectantly, "Well, what do you all think? Too much? Too little?"

Roksana reads the letter and points to her name in the final paragraph with a grunt. "I tolerate the name Rok, but if you're writing to our employers I ask that you use my full name. This human trait of assigning half-orcs monosylabic names is tiring." The last part she says with a smirk to show she's not actually offended.

"Other than that it looks good Jacobus, this sounds much more heroic than it all felt at the time."

After they discuss the letter Rok pulls Serolt aside. "Not sure if you've shown Oleg everything yet but I want to take that sickle we found. Never know when we might need cold iron, or even just something that cuts." She hefts her hammer to show what she means.

"High praise indeed, but a well written letter, and to the point. Well done Jacobus, you make us look good as always."

He smiles, wondering what bonuses might yet come their way for the work they have done.

When Roksna asks about the sickle he gives it up and more, "Of course, excellent idea. In fact, take this cure light wounds potion too - you never know when I'll fall in the traces of battle and need a little pick me up."

Roksana reads the letter and points to her name in the final paragraph with a grunt. "I tolerate the name Rok, but if you're writing to our employers I ask that you use my full name. This human trait of assigning half-orcs monosylabic names is tiring." The last part she says with a smirk to show she's not actually offended.

Jacobus nods and quips right back, "Yes, how did that slip my mind. You are right. How does Lady Roksana Jedynak sound?"

I'll be out and about this whole day and may not be able to post until this evening. Please bot me as necessary.

Kryolani staggers, slowly, out of the darkened hut where his healing had, at last, taken place. He is using a rough-trimmed branch to steady himself, he has lost perhaps a dozen pounds that he did not have to spare, and his limbs look to be weak as those of a kitten, but there is a fire in his eyes, and a fierce grin between his sunken cheeks.

"Well. That was quite unpleasant, and my trousers fit loosely enough that I had to poke another notch in my belt, but I'm tired of beds. Thanks for dragging me back here and getting me healed up. I'm sure that couldn't have been pleasant."

He shuffles over to a bench by the tables and sits, leaning heavily on his makeshift cane. "So, what's the plan? I miss anything important?"

Time passes by at Oleg as you wait for Kryolani to get better. The Brevic nobleman only need another day to fully recover though, because thanks to his own natural healing and Jhod Kavken magics, he's back at his full strenght the next day.

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During the time spent waiting for Kryolani to get better, you've had the chance to notice that Oleg's bulletin board has got two new tasks for any brave adventurer willing to undertake them.

WANTED: TATZWYRMS (see handout #7)

Task: The way everyone talks about tatzlwyrms, one might think they’re swarming throughout the Stolen Lands. This isn’t the case; they’re actually quite rare. A tatzlwyrm head would be a great conversation piece at Oleg’s. He has promised a reward for anyone who can deliver one.
Completion: Slay a tatzlwyrm and deliver its head.
Reward: Oleg will pay 600 gp for a relatively undamaged tatzlwyrm head.

WANTED: THE STAG LORD

Source: Official charter from Restov at Oleg's Trading Post.
Task: The Stag Lord is wanted "dead or alive" from Restov government.
Completion: Word of the Stag Lord’s defeat must be sent to Restov—if his body is not available as proof, an agent of the swordlords shall arrive in the area shortly to confirm the banditry has been addressed.
Reward: 5,000 gp.

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Okay guys, I'm beginning to get better so I think we can resume our normal posting rate gradually. First off, I would like you to tell me if you're buying anything from Oleg (you can use the Discussion Thread to address this matter if you prefer). Then, I would like to know your journey progression. You either need to plan a shorter traveler or to declare that you're going slower in order to stick to your original plan. I'm also willing to let you roleplay with any NPCs at Oleg's Trading Post should you wish so.

Serolt sits down with Oleg, ”My dear sir, we need another of those wonderful healing wands you can get for us, so please place the order. Also, we’ll take all the rations you have. Is it OK if we leave a few crates behind in our rooms? I hope that won’t be too troubling.” he grins.

He spends some time talking about future purchases, magical and mundane, but alas his pocket book is too thin for anything exciting just yet.

Serolt enjoys the days at Oleg's but as Kryolani and Rok seem well, he's eager to get back out.

"OK, with only a weeks food, and a few days travel to get to the hinterlands, we're only going to be able to check two or there hexes per trip. Hopefully they'll be adventurous!" he looks forward to the unknown...

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OK everyone, I have a distribution for you. More to sell, and we’re buying some odds and ends, so it’s not much quite yet. Still, everyone gets 419 gold. Please put it on your character sheets, and thank you!

Roksana spends what time they have at the trading post either with Lana or riding Kasper around the perimeter and learning grooming tips from Oleg. She finds that brushing the horse really helps calm her and keep her in good spirits. She considers training with Garess again, but having just regained her strength, she doesn't want to push herself too hard.

"Johd and Vekkel said they'd be spending a few months at the temple. If they're leaving soon maybe we can use the temple as a base camp. Instead of falling back to Oleg's every time." The half-orc shrugs at her own suggestion. "If not, then at least we'll get really familiar with the terrain."

She waits to hear everyone's opinion on the matter, hoping someone else will offer to speak to the father given her attitude the last time she saw him.

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Gold added. No purchases just yet.

Jhod overhears Roksana's suggestion about using the Temple of the Elk as a base camp every now and then and kindly chimes in. "Well, I don't know the current conditions of the site, and I'm sure we will need to work hard in order to turn it into a comfortable place, but I think Miss Roksana's idea is very good. I would love to assist you in any way I can, so you'd be most welcome whenever you should need it. If you accompany us there, we could also bring a cart along so that we can store some of your trail rations in the temple!"

Jacobus spends his time taking it easy and training some with Kesten. He showed the man the magical bolts they found and learned some tips on how to hold the crossbow for better accuracy.

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He turns to Serolt, "Two or three hexes per trip will make this very inefficient. I just wrote back to the Swordlords that we would be finished with explorations within one month.

He added, "We have a tent. How about if we camp out and hunt and forage for a day or two to replenish our rations and then continue on. I mean we resupply at Oleg's but there isn't anything vital that we are waiting for, right?"

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I've updated the map to show an 8-hexes trip.

I'm waiting for a definitive solution about rations and then I'll move the story forward guys ;)

I'm waiting for a definitive solution about rations and then I'll move the story forward guys ;)

We'll take the maximum amount you allow us to take on horses (no carts) and then we'll head out. We'll deal with the rations as the story develops.

Rok nods as the father makes his suggestion. "Assuming the boys agree, I think that's a great idea. Having a closer place to fall back too means we can spend more time surveying the land. Are you leaving soon? If you are I see no reason we can't escort you there."

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I like the idea of taking a bulk of our rations to the temple, especially since it means both food and free healing when we fall back there. Jacobus' suggestion sounds like a good back up plan if we need it.

"I and Vekkel have been preparing for a long time now. We're ready as soon as you are. After all, we have not much to bring with us" kindly replies Jhod Kavken. "As Jhod says" confirms Vekkel, "I'm sure it will be a pleasant journey!"

"I and Vekkel have been preparing for a long time now. We're ready as soon as you are. After all, we have not much to bring with us" kindly replies Jhod Kavken. "As Jhod says" confirms Vekkel, "I'm sure it will be a pleasant journey!"

Jacobus nods, "Excellent then. We'll leave as soon as Oleg has our rations ready. We'll travel straight to the temple, drop you guys off, and continue our exploring."

He points to the map, "I still want to finish exploring the northwest area of our territory. How about we explore these five areas and then come back to the temple to resupply."

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I've marked a new area on the map.
Giuseppe, thanks for the gesture of returning the endure elements wand but I think we should keep it. It makes sense that we won't use it but that's because of spring but there will be other winters, right? We can afford to keep it and buy the cure light wounds wand.