Kingmaker: The Stolen Lands [Gestalt]

Game Master Æroden

You took about an hour of your riding to find Bokken's hut, thus another hour to get back on track and two more hours of riding to get the full 8 hours you had wanted to get earlier, now 10 hours.

Sorry guys I keep getting swamped. If only I could pause real life..

Let us rest! Perhaps we should deal with the brother first and then have potions to deal with the bandits! Vik we must teach you your first lesson of the Fizz!

Vik rolls his eyes at the thought of what his "1st lesson" might be.

"I dont know about this! I am an apprentice to the Swordlords of Restov; I am not sure they would take kindly to me splitting my allegiance."

Fizzy rests his hand on Vik's knee (as he can't reach his shoulder) and says

Some of us are born great, some achieve greatness, and you...you have just had greatness thrust upon you!

Then he swats Vik on the inner thigh and says So endeth the first lesson!

"I feel uncomfortable with that sentiment from you, Fizz. Let us make camp a few hours down the road and arrive at the bandits' camp as early in the morning as we can. Captain Stonefire, " Alexandra's voice moves to a whisper, "You and the men should keep a watch and make sure Fizzy doesn't try to thrust anything else upon someone" She lets out a giggle and the twins will begin setting up her tent.

So far I have the NPC's on three watches (one each). Would the melee folks be opposed to doubling up or changing to four watches or are we all comfortable being watched by incompetent NPC's without ranks in spot?

Lady, do not be jealous. There is only room for one Captain of the Fizz. Perhaps if you behave yourself you might earn a title of the Fizz as well. You are great in your own right.

Fizzy reaches up to pat her on the back, but winds up patting her rear instead.

Bluff1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32 So sorry, didn't mean to do that!

"Of course not, sweet Fizzy. Don't you worry, I could never grow angry with you." She is obviously containing herself quite well, her voice quiet and controlled. "Pardon me while I adieu for the evening. I look forward to seeing you all in the morning."

Bluff1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

ooooo a bluff off!

Now shall we see to some supper?

Nature 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 PErception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 and Baker 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Fizzy wanders around searching for some herbs to gussy up his rations. Then he separates the rations and does his mad science and attempt to bake some kind of cake in his dutch oven.

It is not pie, but I do my best.

As Captain of the Fizz dear Vikwiddle you are awarded the first slice!

Fizzy takes Vik a piece of the cake. Then he prances over to Alex, [b] Lady, as the brave leader of us a piece for you as well.

Then Fizzy dives in.

Note I used a whole DAYS rations for this one meal.

"Why thank you Fizzy, a wonderful meal indeed." She genuinely smiles but you note you seem to have lost your 'walking behind the lady' privileges as you make your way about baking.

Quite, but I haven't cheated yet. Not that I need to, neither of us has sense motive or wisdom scores worth much lol

also fizzy doesn't care lol. He is out for fun and adventure and experience. And if he gets into trouble along the way...well...that is why he is no longer a pathfinder. I wonder what position he will land in in the Kingdom. Sadly there is no foodmaster position. Alex will warm up to him eventually.

Oh she's warmed up, she just knows better then to trust him completely hahah. What jester/spymaster isn't good enough for him?

If everyone agrees I vote we reset uneventfully and wake up next morning to go bandit hunting. We should be two hours from camp when we rest it I understood it correctly

Spymaster sounds like soooo much work!

Nay, you have two hours to get back on path (Though there is no actual path), 2 more hours of the previous days ride, then you have the 8 hours of riding to get near the camp. Which means you will likely be on the plains for another two days.

Poor Vik, his head a whirl with Fizz-Captain and Vikwaddle actually eats the meal without noticing. It is not until he is nearly finished, that he realizes what he has done.
"Umm...that was good...there wasn't anything umm..I dont know...un-natural in this was there....nothing to turn me into ..well..make me more like..you??"
When his hair does not turn a startling colour of pink, or he starts humming an insane tune, Vik breaths a sigh of relief!

Gotcha, my misunderstanding. Well If it is getting late this day camp is a certainty though we could press forward and strike them at night, it may be to our advantage considering their numbers. Alexandra will talk tactics in the morning

Fizz is good to do a night raid, but then again he has low light vision.

Fizzy enjoys the rest of his cake and finds a nice cozy spot within swords reach of his new best friend Vik.

On the morrow I will teach you lesson two Captain!

Fizzy then collapses face first onto his bedroll, with his rear up in the air.

Sleeps until the morning or awoken

It is now the morrow, did anyone stand guard or switch guard duty?

I set up the guards to do it and nobody seemed to mind. Silas would wake me up and then the rest of the camp. We probably eat rations (I'll mark them off) and start riding to the bandit camp.

Fizzy rises as late as he can possibly get away with and meanders his way over to the guard's cookfire and swipes some of their breakfast.

Captain! Fizzy calls out to Vik. Let us ride to glory!

Vik looks at the gnome.
"Listen. I think I have been very tolerant with you and..what the...is that a pie on the ground?!"
As Fizz turns to look for the pie, Vik quickly mounts and rides up to Alex.
"What are our plan today? Ride along and stir-up more of the local fauna?"

Very funny Captain!

Fizzy mounts up and takes a leisurely pace.

Since there were guards watching all night, nothing truly happened. They report that Sly was up to lots of action, and still has not slept. The bandit thought he might just creep off, but Sly took care of him before we could do anything.

You all gather up the camp, and move out! Marching order still the same, unless noted otherwise. Who talks to the bandit? Do you just let him point or do you ask him questions? Do you have him explain where the camp is? Etc.

I will be checking back here and there, but might not be on again until 10pm.

before setting off Fizzy makes a point to make the Bandit smell poorly.

Fizzy walks near him and sniffs loudly.
tsk tsk. It smells like you are thinking of betraying us. Better repent. bluff1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

"Well how careless of you my good man, to be captured by Sly and stink up the place worsening your.. condition. You know what, once you have completed your assistance if you survive I wouldn't mind helping you get back to your feet. That however requires you to help us find this camp. Let me know which way we're heading and when we're within an hour or so from the camp so we can approach strategically." Alexandra states coyly, jingling coin.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

"I am not, I don't want to betray you or the bandits, I got wrangled into being a bandit for my stature. She and Happs are horrible people, the things they do others who disobey them."
"I will help you find the camp, but I would ask that you let me start retreating back to Bokken's hut when you go and fight them. I will work but I am done with violence if at all possible."

"A reasonable request. It will be a wonderful act of trust as well. Agreed, take us to the camp and help us get to it without falling into any traps and you are free to retreat to Bokken's Hut." Alexandra smiles respectfully and then continues, "Now lead on my good man."

But understand. If you flee. You will die. And you better hope that it is the spell not me that gets you first. Stay with us and earn your freedom.

With that settled you continue to ride for the day. When all of a sudden Alexandra's hair turns orange and looks to be lit on fire. In the distance you can see... a figure or two.

Does it do damage? I'll start by disbelieving it, if that's still a thing, and then trying to dismount to put it out. Will Save 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

It does not hurt, you know it to not be real fire, likely a spell of some kind.

The bandit has it worse, having his skin turn to the color of swamp green and leafy sprouts emerge from his hair.

Lady! Your head! when Fionn knows there is no danger, he notices the figures in the distance and turns to the miss,
Shall I attempt to ride them down, m'lady?

The bandit exclaims, "Oh, no it is the curse of the fey, or did you do this to me as well? Many of us have been cursed though it should only last a day."

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Fionn do you ride forth to see who these interlopers are?

Fizzy then has several globs of light smack into him, they move around like slimes or oozes, each a slight different color, where ever they move the item or skin starts turning the color of the slime. Voilet, Green, Red, and yellow.

Fizzy dances in the goop!

I assume that the group stops, considering the antics of others, the seeing of some figures off in the distance, the 'fire', etc.
Well Fionn was here... LOL

"HAY!" Shouts the figures in the distance. Well, one of them shouts anyway. They both seem smallish, mounted on a light horse with a white mane and tail. The figure in front looks shiny. The figure in back appears to be cloaked. Its hard to tell who's yelling.

"You alright?!"

Rekka clings to the back of the dwarf. There's a reason she doesn't have her own horse - she hates horses and she hates riding. If this dwarf hadn't insisted on taking her out here, she'd have walked. Rats are not suited to riding. Her tail gets in the way, and by the time they've reached the party with fiery hair and paintball dancing, she is thoroughly considering abandoning the whole proposition. Sure, adventuring and traveling sounded fun until she realized the amount of movement involved in both. She'd have to ride a horse in this empty plain, and she was pretty sure there wasn't a horse that was going to put up with her for any length of time. The Paladin's mount feels like a shifty beast beneath her already and she has the sneaking suspicion that if her close-lipped companion didn't have a hold on the reins, it would try to run off with her.

So the little cloaked creature perched behind the shining knight is relieved when they find the adventurers. She prays they're the right ones, because she isn't sure she could handle any more riding about.

"Need help?"

By the way a little lizard (small) is laughing and rolling on the ground, now that the group has stopped.

Wait, Rekka, are you mentioning me as 'the dwarf'? If so, I don't have a horse.. and my guy wouldn't know the first thing about riding one :X

Vik watches all this with a growing pain in his head. And now more people for this circus!! Whats next? Flying monkeys?!
"Greetings! Welcome to the Greenbelt. Please ignore the antics of my acquaintances. We seem to be having fairy trouble. I am Viklop Kolavar. The gnome is Fizzwiddle Glockenfleffor XXII, the girl with the burning hair is Lady Alexandra von Ravenstein and the gentleman ready to ride you down is Sir Fionn Oighiríg. May I have the honour of your names and what brings you out into the wilds?"

Nope, different dwarf! :)

"No you may not have mine. Are these the ones you search for?" the dwarf gruffly says.

Ah, gotcha Rekka. XD

I'll wait till Rekka's introduced, then I'll post my introduction post. Best not to get things confusing :D

Do not sell yourself short Captain!

Fizzy continues to dance, but he moves on over to the rat and dwarves.

Please excuse my firends modesty. He is Captain Viklop! The first Captain of the Fizz! Now he will try to tell you that he is not, but that is just his modesty talking!

Fizzy stops dancing and puffs. All that dancing has worked up a terrible hunger. Do either of you have anything to eat?

Then looking closer... Hey your a rat! Delighted to meet you Madame Ratty Rat!

Fionn raises his lance, intrigued by the star best of strangers on the road. Where might you hail from, strangers? There are many bandits in these parts, yeh know. You speak with friendly tones, and you are lucky for that.

"A Rat!? What preposterous ideas you fellows have, I'm sure our friend here is simply dirty from the road and cloaked per her... his? Station. As the young and honorable captain of the Fizz, Viklop and my own knight Fionn have told you, we are friendly and wonder what you might be doing out this way? There have been few travelers on this road." Alexandra smiles absent-mindedly before seeming to realize her hair is still ablaze. She'll then try to prestidigitate it back to normal for now. "Forgive the appearance, had I known there would be so many Fey in these parts I may have prepared myself. Gratefully they are the wonderful kind."

Alexandra then pulls out a coin (assuming her hair is still ablaze) and asks something in Sylvan.

Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Also can I spellcraft an ongoing effect? It's been awhile since I've read the DC's, either way here's my spellcraft attempt 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18