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Both Roksana and her steed hit the owlbear. Jacobus isn’t as lucky: his mace swing misses as well. And since, apparently, when it rains, it pours, Serolt misses the beast with his arrow too.
The owlbear, distracted by your opposition, drops Regin on the ground and steps over it in order to protect its prey as it fights against you. Roaring furiously, the owlbear attacks Jacobus with a deadly combination of claws and bite, but the Abadaran inquisitor is able to dodge all of the creature’s attacks!
Kryolani's flames invest the owlbear, and the creatures roars savagely in response, turning its attentions to the noble man.
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• Jacobus
• Serolt & Regin
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Serolt moves even closer, looking to Regin, but not quite close enough to help. He pulls up and shoots!
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Cold Iron Arrows: 22/24
Cold Iron Silver Blanch Arrows: 10/10
+1 Animal Bane Arrows: 6/6
Conditions: Focused on owlbear
longbow: Attack: BAB +1, Dex +4 Damage: Str +2
melee: Attack: BAB +1, Str +2 Damage: Str +2
Spells (Caster Level 2, Concentration +4)
Zero (12): Detect Magic, Light, Stabilize
First (13): Cure Light Wounds, Good Berry
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(focus, point blank)
(focus, point blank)
Regin, breathing heavily, but raspily, tries to hold on…
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Tricks: Attack x2, Flank, Heel, Sneak, Track, Watch
melee Attack BAB +1, Dex +5 Damage Str +1
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vs DC 17
Breathing hard behind his shield, Jacobus maneuvered to keep the owlbear between him and his other companions. he swung again with his mace, "C'mon, we got this!"
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"Good!" Rok shouts as the horses hooves strike true. "Attack again!" As the horse strikes Roksana grabs the reigns, too unsteady in her saddle to guide with her knees. Not too unsteady to swing her hammer though, but the swing loses some accuracy.
"Finish this quick!" She shouts, unsure how much time Regin has left.
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Kryolani sees the creature focus it's impossibly large owl eyes on him right as he fires a Ray of Enfeeblement into it's large, fluffy body, and immediately ducks north towards a tree to put Roksana between him and certain, gory death.
"Nononono, maul someone else! Or no one else! Whichever!"
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This is the very first fight in which Roksana rides her steed into battle, and so far Kasper has proved to be a brave and trusty mount…even though Roksana still needs to hone her riding skills. The half-orc cavalier tries to ride Kasper with her knees, a not so difficult task for a skilled rather, but her armor hinders her movement enough to be forced to use her shield hand in order to direct her mount toward the owlbear. As a result, her warhammer swing in inaccurate and misses the fiery beast, while Kasper’s attack hits, causing the owlbear to roar furiously in response.
Jacobus, mace drawn, tries to take advantage of the surrounded owlbear to strike with his weapon, but despite Roksana’s barked tips his mace fails to connect with the raging beast.
In the meantime, Serolt shoots his bow with deadly accuracy, knowing that him and his allies need to put down the owlbear before Regin loses too much blood and bleeds to her death. The shoanti archer’s arrow penetrate through the owlbear flesh, hitting the beast in its neck and causing a bad, bleeding wound.
Fortunately, at least for Kryolani, the owlbear’s attention has been caught by Rok’s and Jacobus’ combined attack. The beast roars furiously, the echo of his roar spreading in the silent plains and almost shaking the very ground around it. The creature focuses its attacks on Jacobus, raging with its claws and bites: the first attack is a piercing bite. The beast’s owl-like beak penetrates in Jacobus’ right shoulder, causing an aching pain in the wounded inquisitor. Right after, the Brevic man gets clawed twice and almost torn apart by the two combined attack. The owlbear is surprisingly quick despite its size, and manages to hit Jacobus with both of its claws, lacerating the inquisitor’s skin. But the owlbear isn’t done yet, for it still has the energy to grab the inquisitor in its grasp, holding him tight in its razor-sharp claws as the man struggles to break free.
Kryolani speaks some hasted, arcane words, gesturing strangely as he casts a spell that causes a light-blu ray of necromantic energy to hit the owlbear. The creature roars, its head raised to the sky in fury, but cannot avoid the ray. You can see clearly that Kryolani’s ray has weakened the beast, although you’re not able to assess how much. Hopefully, it would be enough for Jacobus to break free from the owlbear’s grapple!
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• Jacobus
• Serolt & Regin
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Serolt hesitates, lots of options being available to him. Yet if the owlbear isn’t tended to, Regin won’t be the only one bleeding out on the ground. He watches Jacobus get ravaged, and that makes up his mind.
He continues to shoot, all the while worrying about Regin…
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Cold Iron Arrows: 21/24
Cold Iron Silver Blanch Arrows: 10/10
+1 Animal Bane Arrows: 6/6
Conditions: Focused on owlbear
longbow: Attack: BAB +1, Dex +4 Damage: Str +2
melee: Attack: BAB +1, Str +2 Damage: Str +2
Spells (Caster Level 2, Concentration +4)
Zero (12): Detect Magic, Light, Stabilize
First (13): Cure Light Wounds, Good Berry
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(focus, point blank)
(focus, point blank)
Regin, breathing heavily, but raspily, tries to hold on…
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Tricks: Attack x2, Flank, Heel, Sneak, Track, Watch
melee Attack BAB +1, Dex +5 Damage Str +1
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Roksana adjusts in her saddle and regains her balance as she calls out for Kasper to strike once again. She snarls at the owlbeast as she swings her hammer.
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Jacobus commended his soul to Abadar and asked for extra healing.
He then took out his dagger and plunged it deep into the owlbear. If he died here, so would the this cursed creature.
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, critical?
, yes
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Roksana and Kasper strike at once, hitting the owlbear together. Right after, Serolt’s arrow reaches the owlbeast and wounds it critically before Jacobus, still grappled by the creature, sticks his dagger in the owlbear’s neck, severing a vital artery and killing the creature!
Right after the end of the combat, Jacobus quickly heals Regin using its healing wand. Regin almost bled to her death, but – for a matter of seconds – you were able to save Serolt’s animal companion life.
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Jacobus rolled off the owlbear panting. He crawled away on all fours to a safe distance and just looked at it, blade still held in a defensive position.
When he was certain it would no longer move, he dropped the blade and grabbed his side. His hand came back drenched in blood.
He fished out the curing wand and tended to Regin first. Once the cat was meowing, he looked after his own wounds.
Well, that was... close. I guess I can write back next time and tell the Swordlords what it feels like to be mauled by an owlbear."
He breathed out, "Everyone else OK?"
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On Regin
, 19 hit point total recouped, 3 charges
On Jacobus
, 20 hit point recouped total, 3 charges
As soon as the creature starts to falter, Serolt rushes the few feet distance to Regin and casts his own Cure Light Wounds on his limp, but still breathing, pal.
As his eyes open - likely after a wand charge or two are also added, Regin licks Serolt's hand, looking up at him... Did we get it?
He ruffles his fur and comforts him as strength is returned and Regin paws the ground, as good as new. Ahhh, the power of magic. sighs Serolt, pleased with the outcome.
He finally turns his attention to the great owl bear.
"My but that was a nasty bird. Anyone know if they nest?"
He checks the ground beyond the combat site for tracks.
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Roksana breathes a sigh of relief as she dismounts and rushes toward Regin and Jacobus to see how they're holding up.
"I didn't expect it to be that ferocious." She grumbles, "Do they normally travel alone or do we need to look out for more?"
She goes to Kasper and hugs his neck before inspecting his hooves for any damage or blood. "And you! You did such a good job! I'm so proud of you." She pats him affectionately on the side, satisfied that he's not hurt and moves to help Serolt with his tracking.
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With Roksana's help, Serolt finds a lead taking to the owlbear's lair. The tracks are large and very deep, and relatively easy to follow. The owlbear's lair is a shallow cave in an old mound of earth.
”Ahh excellent, Well done. Thanks for that pointer Rok. I might’ve missed that turn and had to double back. Good eye.”
Serolt enters and searches the cave.
Finding nothing of note, he comes back out, "Whew... really stinks in there." he mutters.
"Well, let's finish of this area before bedding down. Shouldn't take long." he says as he walks back to his trusty steed Mitzy.
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Roksana is too preoccupied worrying about the appearance of another owlbeast to really inspect the lair when they find it. She stands guard at the edge of the cave and keeps her weapon in hand, waiting for the others to finish the search.
"Yes, let's." She says impatiently when Serolt suggests leaving.
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— Wealday, Gozran the 26th, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Greenbelt Plains
— Rainy and Temperate
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After your recent unpleasant encounter with an owlbear, you take much more care in choosing a good campsite where to spend the night. Thankfully, Serolt does a good job in find a quiet place to rest and sleep. When you get up the next morning, your wounds magically healed, you move into the next area you’ve planned to explore.
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The rain keeps pouring down on the Greenbelt: your clothes are wet, and your mood is not so good due to the precipitation, but you forge ahead stubbornly. After all, you’re so eager to complete your task that a mere rain cannot stop you so easily!
The exploration is mostly uneventful. The plains appear not to be so rich in wonders and encounters as the Narlmarches, and that was quite predictable after all. As you explore this area, you stumble across several hunting trails, commonly used by the Greenbelt hunters. And it’s exactly while you’re leading your horses through one of this trails, the terrain turned into mud by the thick rain, that you notice a lonely boar in front of you. As soon as it spots you, the boar shows a clear intention of fleeing, but would you let it? After all, a boar would prevent you from consuming your valued trail rations!
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• Roksana & Kasper
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Feeling much better than the day before, Jacobus quips, "Hey, is that 'pork chop' down the trail"
He looks at Serolt, "C'mon, let's see what good of a shot you are while mounted. Ribs over an open fire sound really good."
"I won't lie, some fresh meat would be nice after the last few days of dried jerky and oats."
Kryolani draws the wand from his belt and prepares to fling a Magic Missile after the beast if it appears that Serolt is going to take the shot.
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Serolt is surprised by the boar, but immediately thinks of the roast they could have with such a fine animal. He quickly guides his horse with his knees and gets off a single shot. He uses one of his precious special arrows to try and down the beast in one blow.
"Hopefully we'll eat well tonight - and tomorrow!" he bellows as he shoots.
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Cold Iron Arrows: 21/24
Cold Iron Silver Blanch Arrows: 10/10
+1 Animal Bane Arrows: 5/6
Conditions: None
longbow: Attack: BAB +1, Dex +4 Damage: Str +2
melee: Attack: BAB +1, Str +2 Damage: Str +2
Spells (Caster Level 2, Concentration +4)
Zero (12): Detect Magic, Light, Stabilize
First (13):
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Roksana laughs as Jacobus goads Serolt into firing on the boar. She gets ready to draw her hammer but does not press Kasper in to attack just yet, waiting to see if the ranger takes down the beast with his shot.
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The rain plays a bad trick on Serolt, preventing his arrow from hitting its intended target. Thankfully, though, Roksana is ready to chase the boar and with an uncanny charge she almost smashed the boar’s head. Kryolani’s magic missiles finish the job, killing the boar. Tonight, you’re going to eat boar meat!
Fortunately, Serolt is able to retrieve his magical Arrow, and Kryolani ensures him that the ammunition has not lost his magical properties.
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The rest of the day is uneventful as you explore this area. At night, you take shelter from the rain under one of the rare trees of the plains.
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Serolt laughs as Kryolani and Rossana finish off what he so spectacularly failed to start.
"Nice hit there, well placed!" he grins.
He enjoys the boar meat and hopes to make it stretch a couple days to liven up their meals. He also hopes to do a little better with his shots! To have almost wasted such a valuable arrow to a tree trunk instead of the intended victim, embarrassing...
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"Yes!" Roksana shouts as she strikes true, crippling the boar before Kryo finishes it off. "That was fun!" She smiles as she rides triumphantly around the boar for a moment and then directs Kasper toward Serolt for some playful ribbing before they collect their trophy.
"So much for the beast lure. Seems we attract boars just fine on our own." A quick hunt and a good meal were a nice change from the near death experience they'd had just a day before and Roksana was more than willing to enjoy it all to the sound of the rain falling around them that evening.
"I'm going to have to right to the bows in my old company. They'll never believe I'm riding horseback now. I was alway to stubborn to bother learning, but something about this horse of mine..." She trails off with a rare giggle as Kasper snorts and nips at her.
"This job has certainly had some unexpected developments. What do you suppose we'll be doing once we've finished charting the area?"
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— Oathday, Gozran the 27th, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Greenbelt Plains
— Cloudy and Temperate
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The next day the rain has ceased falling. You wake up at dawn and begin exploring the planned area.
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While the group explores this area, Serolt notices a hidden cairn of stones marking the grave of a long forgotten barbarian, lying amid an overgrown section of blackberries. A DC 20 Perception check is required to notice the cairn while exploring this hex.
Toppling the stones and digging up the body below takes a good 30 minutes of work. Once exhumed, the body still wears tattered and rotted remnants of hide armor, and the skull still displays the crushed-in side that spelled this barbarian’s doom. Of all the barbarian’s gear, only a strange ring made of green wood on one finger seems of interest—the ring depicts an eel and a frog locked in a tangle.
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Kryolani turns the simple, wooden ring over and over in his fingers, feeling his way through the energies it contains.
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure what this does. It's either imbued with magic of a kind I've not encountered before, or imbued in a way unfamiliar to me. It is magic, but I'll require more study before I could tell you what kind."
He taps the ring on his palm thoughtfully a few times before continuing, "We could ask Jhod to take a look, the next time we stop by his temple. He might recognize it better than I."
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"Wait, let me take a look at it," Jacobus exclaims.
"Aha, I knew it. This is Abadar sending me some help. And for you too Kryo."
He shows the ring, "This here ring is our solution to swimming. Not that we don't need to learn, which I fully intend to, but to help those of us still learning."
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"It will certainly save us some time."
And it was clearly the river god guiding us. She adds silently to not offend her friend.
"Though, don't think I'll be ferrying the ring back and forth across the river so you two can share it."
"Definitely quite the boon, excellent - thank you Erastil." he grins at Jacobus.
"Kryolani, should you wear it for now at least? If we do have some swimming to do, I can ferry it back and forth fro Jacobus I suppose."
"This job has certainly had some unexpected developments. What do you suppose we'll be doing once we've finished charting the area?"
"That's a very good question Rok. I suppose, if our commission is extended, we'll investigate even further out, but I'm not sure. Might be that we establish some sort of law in the areas we've already mapped out. I mean more so than we already have of course. Would be nice to put down that bandit leader for example..."
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— Fireday, Gozran the 28th to Sunday, Gozran the 30th, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Greenbelt Plains
— Temple of the Elk
— Sunny and Temperate
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After finding and successfully identifying the magic ring, you spend the rest of the day exploring this area: there are no further event to catch your attentions, so you spend the vast majority of the day performing you duties as explorers and mappers.
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The next two days are completely uneventful, allowing you to quickly explore the plains. On Gozran, the 30th, you set your course to the Temple of the Elk, where you arrive in the afternoon.
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You find Jhod and Vekkel praying in the cavern. The entire site has been partially repaired, and now it does not exudes its previous feel of neglect.
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"Ahhh, that makes sense. Praise Abadar! I was looking for an arcane energy signature, when you're right, it's probably divine. Whoever DOES wear this thing across rivers should probably be whoever is strong enough to haul the end of a rope with them so the rest of us poor saps can have something to hold onto while we make our way across."
Kryolani thinks about the poor woman in the cage. Bandit or not, no one deserves such a fate.
"I'd love to turn this region into something a bit safer, and a lot less filled with bandits. I bet that if we're not eventually tasked with taming it, someone else will be brought in to do so. I'd like a hand in it myself, if for no other reason than that I feel the beginnings of a little loyalty to this crazy place. If it's to be settled, I'd like to see it done right. Does that make any sense?"
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Kryolani breathes in a great gulp of fresh air, and a smile alights on his face. Ah he enters the cavern, he waits politely for Jhod and Vekkel to finish their prayers before greeting them with much cheer.
"Ahhh, our forest home away from home. It's looking nice, Gentlemen! Feels....right? Righter certainly, somehow. We've explored a portion of the land to our west. Largely wild, though with... some sign of activity." At this last bit the smile fades, for just a moment.
"We've not yet located any elk, but we did spot an owlbear, which is apparently a real thing! Looked to be a loner, with claws like daggers and the beak of a mighty Roc. It was a heck of a thing."
Serolt streeeetches out when he gets off Mitzy at the temple.
"It is indeed looking nice. Father you've done an excellent job. Very impressive. Mind if we stay a day and replenish our rations? Maybe there's something we can do to help out now we're here. It would be good to not move for a day." he laughs.
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jacobus looks at Kryo, "Yeah, the owlbear was real enough." He then pulled up his shirt to show a nasty claw mark, "And he left me a souvenir but Abadar saw us through and guided my blade."
Before anyone could say anything he added, "Well he guided my blade after my friends here brought the creature close to dying."
Jacobus brought out the exploration map and discussed their next route. "How about we finish the west side of our territory with another 5-hex sortie?"
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"That route is perfect Jacobus. Looks like one run after this one - and back to Oleg's yes? By then our goods should have sold and the wand of curing we ordered should be in."
"I suppose we head back to town then too and make a report in person? Not sure what else we're supposed to do." he trails off and grows a little melancholy, not wanting the adventure to end...
"the beak of a mighty Roc. It was a heck of a thing."
"That better not be a comment about my nose, Kryo." Rok narrows her eyes at the mage and gives him a light punch on the shoulder.
"Anyway, the route looks good Jacobus. Let's reload on rations and get to it."
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— Moonday, Desnus the 1st, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— Temple of the Elk
— Sunny and Temperate
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You spend a whole day at the Temple of the Elk to recover from the exertions of travel and exploration. The day is pleasant, with Jhod and Vekkel entertaining you as usual with their stories. Jhod also cooks something for you at both lunch and dinner, so that you can taste something different from trail rations.
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— Toilday, Desnus the 2nd, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Narlmarches
— Sunny and Temperate
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After the day of rest, you pick up new trail rations and head back in the wildlands. You spend this whole day traveling through the Narlmarches, without anything noteworthy happening. You’ve passed through the area where you’ve met the boggard and his slurk companion, and you’ve had to ford the Skunk River, so you’ve spent this whole day traveling, camping at night and ready to start your exploration the next day.
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— Wealday, Desnus the 3rd, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Narlmarches
— Sunny and Temperate
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You start this day waking up early in the morning, with a quick breakfast, eager to explore this new area. You’re moving through the Narlmarches, and even though the weather is sunny, the trees block most of the light from the sun above.
As you explore this area, in the afternoon, when it’s just about time to camp, you notice a 15-foot-tall statue of Erastil standing near the edge of the Narlmarches, partially overgrown at the base but towering above the surrounding shrubbery. As he moves closer to the statue, Serolt feels safe and at peace. You decide to camp here for the night.
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Serolt enjoys the home-cooked meal and thanks the men profusely for the hospitality. He again offers to help out, but isn't surprised when there's not much for him to do. Makes sense they'd do the easy straight labor stuff first, and they had been gone a while.
Once on the road again he's happy and confident. When he sees the statue he's elated. "Can you imagine that here? I wonder who the craftsman was, and why he, or she, chose to build this here?"
He spends a portion of his watch cleaning it up a little, though he's careful not to remove its rustic charm by cleaning it up too much! When the party is ready to depart, he places a single gold coin on the statue's base by way of tribute.
He laughs as he turns away and mounts Mitzy, "I bet some bandit will be pleased to find that coin huh?"
He rides on.
Jacobus gets off his horse and prays to the statue, "Abadar and ol' dead-eye here have a lot in common. We basically take over their communities and make them larger but it all starts with them and their family and community values."
He says, "I wonder if Jhod would want this transported to his temple or even if it can be transported. We'll have to bring them out here and take a look."
Jacobus tries hard not to go get the gold coin that Serolt left behind, He jokes, "So you in the charity business now a days? You are so full of gold that you just give it away now?"
Kryolani muses, "You know, an uncle of mine had this theory that there was really no such thing as charity. He thought that money was what made the world go round, and any act that caused it to change hands had a positive effect on things. If you give a gold coin to a poor person, you weren't really throwing it away. What you were doing was simultaneously investing in the local baker, or innkeep, or whoever the beggar got his grub from, as well as in property values, because the beggar is no longer in the street, and even occasionally in the beggar himself, as he got his feet back under him and would always remember the hand that lifted him up. It all came round to benefit him in the end, so he didn't worry about the money he tithed to the church."
Kryolani laughed, "Listen to me, talking like he was a nice guy. The man was a mean old goat who drove more than one competitor into the poor house, but he knew how to make coin, that was for sure. Anyway, these are wild lands out here, more the home of Deadeye, than of Abadar. If a coin at his feet keeps him happy, I'm all for it."
"If your uncle was driving people into the poor house I guess I could see why he would rationalize it to sound so nice, but it takes more than a coin to lift someone up."
Roksana frowns as she remembers the poor of Daggermark, then shrugs. They were probably all assassins anyway.
She has nothing much else to say on the subject of gods, choosing to let her companions practice their beliefs without comment.
The sorcerer shrugs aside the criticism of his uncle, mostly because he agreed with the sentiment, "I'm pretty certain old Uncle Fabius never once in his life tried to lift anyone up but himself. He was a cruel man with an evil temper. He also donated a few thousand gold each year to a number of educational institutions throughout northern Brevoy. He was a..." Kryolani struggles for a moment, searching for the proper words "...an interesting man. A lot of power in the local political scene, pretty much universally hated, and yet he also gave away extravagant amounts of money to causes that didn't ever seem to benefit him directly. I'd never take his advice when it comes to a moral stance, but as to the proper handling of money? He'd give a high priest of Abadar a run for his money, so to speak." Kryolani finishes the speech with a little smile for the pun, obviously not meaning it to be taken too literally.
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— Wealday, Desnus the 3rd, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Narlmarches
— Sunny and Temperate
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As Serolt cleans the statue, he feels something happening. Something he could barely describe, but positive. It’s like an aura of positive energy has filled the air. Erastil has taken note of what the shoanti archer has done, apparently, and gifted him and his companion with his sacred energy.
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— Oathday, Desnus the 4th, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Narlmarches
— Sunny and Temperate
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The next day you move south and spend the whole day exploring the new area on the northern borders of the Narlmarches. The whole day of exploration is uneventful and allows you to map the area and explore it in detail. At night, you camp on the border of the area you’ll be going to explore the next day.
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— Fireday, Desnus the 5th, 4609 AR
— Morning to Evening
— The Narlmarches
— Windy, cloudy and Temperate
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The next day you move west, determined to explore the new area. As soon as you walk into the new area, however, something unusual happens. In the middle of the forest you spot a faintly glowing ball of light bobbing gently in the air, the nebulous image of what might be a skull visible somewhere in its depths.
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Jacobus tries hard not to go get the gold coin that Serolt left behind, He jokes, "So you in the charity business now a days? You are so full of gold that you just give it away now?"
Serolt laughs, ”One coin is hardly a massive amount, and it makes me feel good. You’re right though, there was a time not so long ago that I’d have held on to even one gold coin. Now though I’m not as close to the poor box, so why not?”
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Serolt eyes the glowing skull in the distance and grows uneasy. ”That doesn’t look right. Not alive I’d say. Kryolani, you know what that is?”
Serolt doesn’t take out his bow for fear the creature can see him, but he does dismount… slowly.
Immediately alert, Jacobus' hands go to his mace, "What is that? Could that be some sort of illusion?"
Then he remembered, "Hey fey friends. Good one. But it's us. No need to try and scare us. We're still on good terms, right?"
Hoping he's right, the inquisitor is still ready until the fey show themselves.
"I've never seen anything like that before." Rok says curiously as the other discuss the floating skull.
"Probably best to assume it's dangerous, maybe we can just go around it?"
Kryolani scratches his head, and looks on with some confusion.
"Not a clue, actually, but that skull image would indicate that it has some intelligence, either native or granted...or I supposed whatever it was could have been created with such an image. In any case it seems to indicate danger, either as a warning or a threat."
Kryolani also takes the opportunity to carefully slide off his mount and tie off the reigns to a nearby tree. If something is preparing to attack, it would be best if he could defend himself.
The glowing light orb keeps floating in the air, but slowly draw nearer to you with an irregular flight path.
With a little more time, the cleric readies his mace and straps on his round shield, "So you guys don't think it's the playful fey?"