The undead thugs and bandits charge your front line, several of them still swinging weapons they used when they were alive. Deftly, Jediah impales the two closest to him as they shamble forwards into his reach, cutting them down easily,leaving the area before him open for his own coutner attack. The rest of the zombies literally crash into your shields as their clawing hands and flailing weapons reach menacingly for your flesh. Unfortunately, Zethyris and Julian are unable to fend them off as they tear clothes and rip flesh , their dead eyes staring hungrily at the fresh red blood. Seemingly from nowhere Isham is struck by two daggers, one rebounds harmlessly off of his armours shoulder but the other sneaks in just above the collar slashing through his throat and narrowly missing his artery my mere millimeters , "Muah ha! You seem to like hearing your own voice a little too much. ha ha ha!" as Margave appears in two locations at once! Nervously Zethyris and Ana watch Rose for signs that she is resisting the mind control but it seems fruitless as the glow remains and she moves slightly to slash both Ana and Montulo in the back with her sharp little daggers, "Guah! What was that?"
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"Guah! What was that?"
"Don't worry, we're dealing with it!"
Zethyris dives away from the flailing zombie in front of him, coming up on the other side of Rose. "Sorry about this," he mutters under his breath as he strikes at Rose's feet to trip her.
"Zethyris! Can I count on you to bind her if I can knock her out? I can rejoin the front line or hold the rear!"
"I'd be pleased to, but I don't have any rope on me. Ana, can you pass me Jediah's rope?"
Jediah furiously keeps stabbing at the undead that are coming up from the south-west, his glaive a whirling wall of sizzling death.
"Yes, just one second."
Ana fires one magic missile at each Margrave and watches closely what happens when each of them impacts.
Then she quickly grabs Jediah's rope and hands it over to Zethyris.
Julian tumbles past the zombies surrounding him and takes a shot at the Margrave nearest him.
Moving quickly to engage Rose, Zethyris springs backwards into a roll before standing back up behind Rose. Quickly he slashes Rose's feet out from under her, while avoiding he retaliatory dagger, causing her to fall to the ground. The spellcaster in the rear chants something before pointing at Skallagbiorn who suddenly erupts in flames. As the fires dance across his body he furiously bats and slaps at the flames dousing them before they can catch but still remains singed from the event . Montulo quickly acts, slashing down the first zombie to exit the cave before it has a chance to connect. Jediah's now burning glaive cuts down another zombie before him as the stone blade parts the rotten flesh with sizzling ease. Julian dives past the zombies attacking him and comes up with his bow ready to fire upon the nearest Margrave, the arrow flies true and buries itself in Margrave's arm. Thorvald, seeing Rose drop to the ground takes the time, between defending himself from hungry zombies, to pull the rope from his gear and toss it towards Ana and Zethyris suffering a gash from the zombie wielding a greataxe for his efforts . Rutilux lets his flail come crashing down like three meteors upon the zombie he wounded previously, crushing its skull and sending it slumping to the ground. Calling upon the wrath of Gorum with a mighty bellow, a surge of divine energy erupts from Skallagbiorn crashing against the assembled zombies, breaking down and burning away large portions of their bodies but only reduces one to ash. Isham moves forward to join up with Rutilux and everyone else and swings at the armoured man, his northern axe tearing a line in the man's chain and drawing blood from beneath. Ana, not sure if the other Margrave is an illusion or not fires twin bolts of force at each of them. The one on the left fades away like a shadow while the one on the right takes the bolt dead on. The three undead armed with ranged weapons fire, missing Jediah and Julian but Isham isnt as lucky as he takes an arrow in the shoulder, just above his shield .
Jediah 5' steps to F-10 and then lashes out at the zombie in front of Skallagbiorn
Spells Prepared (CL 4):
Level 2 (3/day)
Spiritual Weapon used
Bull's Strength
Hold Person (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Bless Weapon (Domain Spell) used
Level 1 (4/day)
Command (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Murderous Command (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Instant Armor used
Boiling Blood used
Shield of Faith (Domain Spell)
Level 0 (at will)
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Purify Food and Drink (DC 13)
Stabilize
Special Qualities
Aura
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (0/6 per day) (dc 16)
Spontaneous Casting
Touch of Glory (6/day)
You can cause your hand to shimmer with divine radiance, allowing you to touch a creature as a standard action and give it a bonus equal to your cleric level on a single Charisma-based skill check or Charisma ability check. This ability lasts for 1 hour or until the creature touched elects to apply the bonus to a roll. You can use this ability to grant the bonus a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Domains
Ferocity
3-Rage
6-Bull's Strength, Mass
Glory
1-Shield of Faith
2-Bless Weapon
2-Zone of Truth
Special Attacks
Ferocious Strike (+2) (3/6 per day)
Whenever you make a melee attack, you can designate that attack as a ferocious strike. If the attack hits, it deals additional damage equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum +1). You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Realizing the battle could turn horribly wrong if they didn't kill the wizard and Margrave, Skallangbiorn is intent upon thinning the ranks of the undead. He channels the potent energizes of his god, praying that the zombies fall...
[+1 inspire?) / DC 16 for 1/2 damage
Now that she found out which one it is, Ana fires another pair of missiles at the real Margrave.
Rutilux wishes to engage Margrave, but the zombies prove a dangerous distraction. While Ana sends her deadly magic the evil man's way, the cavalier must settle for holding the line and striking at the next zombie hoping to help finish them off.
Maps are in the Google doc folder linked at top of campaign tab
Maps are in the Google doc folder linked at top of campaign tab
Undeterred by the damage already upon them the zombies continue their frenzied attacks and the remaining zombies close in. Two zombies fall to Jediah's smoldering glaive before they reach him. Despite their many flailing limbs and weapons only Rutilux takes a wound on the front line before moving away from everyone. The black-clad warrior swings his heavy cleaver in a wide arc aiming for both Isham and Rutilux but even injured Isham manages to pull back out of the way, pulling Rutilux out of the weapons swing as he does so. Sensing trouble, and doubting Rose will be waking up any time soon, Zethyris moves lithely and tries to slip behind the black-clad warrior but his timing is off and his thin blade skips off the man's chain harmlessly just as the man's axe crashes into the ground where he was moving seconds ago. The spellcaster seeing their ambush quickly turning into a route utters a quick spell before disappearing. Montulo deftly finishes off the two zombies attacting from the rear before hollaring over his shoulder, "I hear more coming. How is it going on your side?" Jediah repositions himself and tears apart the zombie standing in front of Skallagbiorn. Julian brushes past the zombies attacking him to get a better shot at Margrave and plants his arrow deftly in the man's hip causing him to weeze and curse in pain. Rounding on the zombie still attacking him, Thorvald swings twice with his mighty claws tearing off several chunks and then felling it with his second strike. Rutilux swings his flail connecting with the meaty shoulder of the zombie before him but the tissue seems to absorb some of the blow causing the zombie to survive what should have destroyed it. Drawing upon the last of his holy energy Skallagbiorn once more lets his body become a conduit for his gods wrath as the two remaining zombies near by are turned to ash. Isham pulls back and quaffs his healing potion . Refusing to let Margrave get away, Anastasiya fires off another pair of bolts of seeking force that crash into him and send him flying.
As Margrave crashes to the ground the amulet around his neck shatters and the remaining zombies drop and become inanimate bodies once again, including the man in the armour. Strangely, as you watch, Margrave's face shimmers and fades revealing the bloody face of Rolf who lies coughing up blood dying, "huff, huff, he... he caught me after you le...left..." and with that Rolf's blood flows out into the dirt and snow around him.
Inspire Courage (Su): A 1st level bard can use his performance to inspire courage in his allies (including himself), bolstering them against fear and improving their combat abilities. To be affected, an ally must be able to perceive the bard’s performance. An affected ally receives a +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. At 5th level, and every six bard levels thereafter, this bonus increases by +1, to a maximum of +4 at 17th level. Inspire courage is a mind-affecting ability. inspire courage can use audible or visual components. The bard must choose which component to use when starting his performance.
Freebooter's Bane (Ex)
At 1st level, the freebooter can, as a move action, indicate an enemy in combat and rally her allies to focus on that target. The freebooter and her allies gain a +1 bonus on weapon attack and damage rolls against the target. This ability applies only to allies who can see or hear the freebooter and who are within 30 feet of the freebooter at the time she activates this ability. At 5th level and every 5 levels thereafter (10th, 15th, and 20th level), the bonus increases by 1. The freebooter’s bane lasts until the target dies or the freebooter selects a new target.
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Thorvald drops out of rage and scoops up Winterbane. "Ana what magic is this?! Where is Margrave? Can Rolf be saved?"
Zethyris scans the area to look for any sign of the real Margrave while waiting for Ana's analysis.
Jediah quickly scans around as well.
Spells Prepared (CL 4):
Level 2 (3/day)
Spiritual Weapon used
Bull's Strength
Hold Person (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Bless Weapon (Domain Spell) used
Level 1 (4/day)
Command (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Murderous Command (Will DC 15 / Negates) used
Instant Armor used
Boiling Blood used
Shield of Faith (Domain Spell)
Level 0 (at will)
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Purify Food and Drink (DC 13)
Stabilize
Special Qualities
Aura
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (1/6 per day) (dc 16)
Spontaneous Casting
Touch of Glory (6/day)
You can cause your hand to shimmer with divine radiance, allowing you to touch a creature as a standard action and give it a bonus equal to your cleric level on a single Charisma-based skill check or Charisma ability check. This ability lasts for 1 hour or until the creature touched elects to apply the bonus to a roll. You can use this ability to grant the bonus a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Domains
Ferocity
3-Rage
6-Bull's Strength, Mass
Glory
1-Shield of Faith
2-Bless Weapon
2-Zone of Truth
Special Attacks
Ferocious Strike (+2) (3/6 per day)
Whenever you make a melee attack, you can designate that attack as a ferocious strike. If the attack hits, it deals additional damage equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum +1). You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Skallangbiorn eyes the position where the spellcaster disappeared...
He blinks, unable to identify the spell, he stays on his guard. To the others he states flatly, "Who is the most injured? My abilities are nearly expended..."
Ana watches with a smug smile how Margrave falls, content that it was her missiles that took him out.
She looks over her shoulder into the cave, to check whether any more people are coming out.
When she sees no more danger from the caves, she slowly advances towards Margrave, still with that smug smile on her face. Then she sees his face change.
What the ...? I knew it all along, that it was you, Samuel ... Wait ... that isn't Samuel's face either ...
"Rolf?! Oh, no. I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to ... Skallangbiorn! come here, quick! This man needs help! Save him. He's a friend."
Unable to help the dying Rolf herself, she instead casts detect magic and starts looking for lingering auras - to figure out what spell(s) Rolf had been under, and where the real Margrave might me.
"Rolf?" The cavalier announces in confusion. Rutilux is clearly battered and bashed, blood seeps through his once shining armor. He wipes some of that blood from his brow as he gazes at the man they thought a foe but a moment ago.
When offer of healing is made, however, he doesn't hide his priorities, "Please, good priest, see to Rolf first."
Zethyris does not yet sheathe his rapier, but remains wary.
"Who is the most injured? My abilities are nearly expended..."
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Montulo, are you alright?"
It would be quite bad if Montulo died on us at this point."This man needs help! Save him. He's a friend."
"A friend? More like a bandit we coerced by threatening with deadly force..."
"Don't be so picky about your allies," Ana hisses at Zethyris.
"Think about it: If Margrave wanted us to kill him, then poor Rolf here has little choice now but to be our friend."
Spells Prepared (CL 4):
Level 2 (3/day)
Bull's Strength
Level 1 (4/day)
Shield of Faith (Domain Spell)
Level 0 (at will)
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Purify Food and Drink (DC 13)
Stabilize
Special Qualities
Aura
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (0/6 per day) (dc 16)
Spontaneous Casting
Touch of Glory (6/day)
You can cause your hand to shimmer with divine radiance, allowing you to touch a creature as a standard action and give it a bonus equal to your cleric level on a single Charisma-based skill check or Charisma ability check. This ability lasts for 1 hour or until the creature touched elects to apply the bonus to a roll. You can use this ability to grant the bonus a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Domains
Ferocity
3-Rage
6-Bull's Strength, Mass
Glory
1-Shield of Faith
2-Bless Weapon
2-Zone of Truth
Special Attacks
Ferocious Strike (+2) (3/6 per day)
Whenever you make a melee attack, you can designate that attack as a ferocious strike. If the attack hits, it deals additional damage equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum +1). You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Skallangbiorn sets his jaw, his own wounds weeping glorious rivers of blood dedicated to Gorum. His pain is a song of victory. The cleric moves to the fallen man that up until that moment had been the leader of their foes. There is a part of him that considers this 'Rolf' could be in league with Maargave's men. But he would not know the truth of it should the man die. At the least he would have information. He reaches into his gear and withdraws some field dressings.
"I will cease the loss of blood, then see if he can be made to explain himself."
Stabilize Rolf
Skall's ministration is not gentle. His 6" 5' frame looks more like a bear crouching over food than a healer. "Someone should keep watch on the pathway there. There will be more enemies if Gorum is generous."
He points to the fallen man upon which he operates. "Who knows this man and will stand for him. I will not give Gorum's blessing of healing to an enemy."
I have one potion of curing( if someone needs it, I am unwounded.
Ana explains to Skall, while kneeling next to him and Rolf and scanning for magic: "A bandit, just as Zethyris said. He and his band attacked us. We won. He led us here, in exchange for sparing his life and the life of his men. I will stand for him. He was a minion of one of Margrave's minions. But he is intelligent - far too intelligent to betray us to Margrave now. Margrave knows that Rolf betrayed him once. Margrave tried to kill Rolf and failed. There is nothing left here for Rolf to gain. As I said: he has no choice but to be our friend. At least as long as Margrave lives."
Skall's ministration is not gentle. His 6" 5' frame looks more like a bear crouching over food than a healer. "Someone should keep watch on the pathway there. There will be more enemies if Gorum is generous."
The cavalier consider it. His own senses aren't half so keen as Zeth or Julian. "Zethrys? Would you lend your eyes to that path? So far, I am not overly proud of my own record at noting movements in the shadows." He touches the wound on his neck lightly as if to illustrate.
He points to the fallen man upon which he operates. "Who knows this man and will stand for him. I will not give Gorum's blessing of healing to an enemy."
Followers of Gorum aren't known for gentle natures. This cleric lives up to the tales in that, but then again, we owe him our lives I think. Rutilux waits until Ana speaks her own mind, and then adds,"He is an enemy forged into an ally, or so we hoped to make him. He spoke as if Margrave was the head of the snake of banditry in these lands... and as if he held the whip that kept them at it. With the threat of the Winter Witches, we thought some bandits might be willing to abandon old crimes and take up a cause that would yet serve all. I am not sure I speak for his character, but he did indeed guide us."
A pause, "And forgive my lack of manners. I should thank you for your aid against the undead. I'm Rutilux Talonn. In service to Lord Kodiakborne. If I've mentioned that already, pray forgive. I'm feeling somewhat addled"
I have one potion of curing(CLW if someone needs it, I am unwounded.
"Kind of you, Jediah. As I'm not sure who's worse off, I'm not sure who should take you up on it. We should maximize our resources."
"I'm all right, just a little flesh wound. Give healing to someone who was standing in the front row. I believe Isham was hit pretty hard."
Spells Prepared (CL 4):
Level 2 (3/day)
Bull's Strength
Level 1 (4/day)
Shield of Faith (Domain Spell)
Level 0 (at will)
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Purify Food and Drink (DC 13)
Stabilize
Special Qualities
Aura
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (0/6 per day) (dc 16)
Spontaneous Casting
Touch of Glory (6/day)
You can cause your hand to shimmer with divine radiance, allowing you to touch a creature as a standard action and give it a bonus equal to your cleric level on a single Charisma-based skill check or Charisma ability check. This ability lasts for 1 hour or until the creature touched elects to apply the bonus to a roll. You can use this ability to grant the bonus a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Domains
Ferocity
3-Rage
6-Bull's Strength, Mass
Glory
1-Shield of Faith
2-Bless Weapon
2-Zone of Truth
Special Attacks
Ferocious Strike (+2) (3/6 per day)
Whenever you make a melee attack, you can designate that attack as a ferocious strike. If the attack hits, it deals additional damage equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum +1). You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Healing Gear
Potions Cure Light Wounds (1)
Healer's Kit (-1 dose for Rolf)
Skallangbiorn nods, turning over Rutilux's words in his head. The cleric stands from where Rolf lay and reaches into his satchel to withdraw a vial of CLW. He hands it to Rutilux. "Drink it now." When the other man hesitates, the ulfen man shakes the vial more emphatically. "A sharpened weapon is all that is of any use."
He turns back to the man they call Rolf and holds a hand over the top of him. Focusing his prayers, he discards the spell he'd committed and elects to cast a healing up on the fallen man. Once done, he looks to the woman. "I have given him his life back, now our lives are forfeit should he turn to betrayal. The balance of our lives can only be removed upon his commitment to your cause, or by my hands shedding his life upon the ground...or by our deaths."
"You, Speaker..." Skall points to Isham and motions him forward. Once the bard is in closer proximity, the cleric grants his last spell to the wounded man.
Once he finishes, he reaches into his bag and withdraws another CLW potion, downing it himself. "I have one more remaining, should any require it."
Now, to see the bloody victory Gorum has earned this day... The cleric stands before the others. "I am Skallangbiorn son of Heiflmein, follower and weapon of Gorum, blood dedicated of the Blackravens. Do I have the right of it that you are all sworn of the Kodiakborne?"
"Yes. You talk more than the rest of these round eyes combined! Remarkable!"
This would be our resident loud-mouth Julian, just smack him if he gets too annoying. Yes, we are in the service of Kodiakborne.
He hands it to Rutilux. "Drink it now." When the other man hesitates, the ulfen man shakes the vial more emphatically. "A sharpened weapon is all that is of any use."
Rutilux takes the potion, "My thanks for this as well."
The gaping wound at his neck betters, shrinking to half it's size. While still battered and bloody, it's clear the improvement is a relief.
"Rolf led us here and he can lead us back out. This is his home turf so I hope he will survive to be our guide, but where is our true enemy?"
Spells Prepared (CL 4):
Level 2 (3/day)
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Level 1 (4/day)
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Level 0 (at will)
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Purify Food and Drink (DC 13)
Stabilize
Special Qualities
Aura
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (0/6 per day) (dc 16)
Spontaneous Casting
Touch of Glory (6/day)
You can cause your hand to shimmer with divine radiance, allowing you to touch a creature as a standard action and give it a bonus equal to your cleric level on a single Charisma-based skill check or Charisma ability check. This ability lasts for 1 hour or until the creature touched elects to apply the bonus to a roll. You can use this ability to grant the bonus a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Domains
Ferocity
3-Rage
6-Bull's Strength, Mass
Glory
1-Shield of Faith
2-Bless Weapon
2-Zone of Truth
Special Attacks
Ferocious Strike (+2) (3/6 per day)
Whenever you make a melee attack, you can designate that attack as a ferocious strike. If the attack hits, it deals additional damage equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum +1). You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Skallangbiorn ignores the smaller man, looking him up and down and recognizing him as a scout...perhaps an assassin.
"This would be our resident loud-mouth Julian, just smack him if he gets too annoying." the half-orc Jediah responds. "Yes, we are in the service of Kodiakborne."
"But for their bravado, a good scout is worth twice his weight in gold and any amount of annoyance." His cold gaze shifts to the half-elf in the party. Perhaps another scout? he wonders approvingly.
The cleric goes to his pack and withdraws his light crossbow, stringing it, cranking it and knocking a bolt. He slings his weapon and readies himself to move.
"Rolf led us here and he can lead us back out. This is his home turf so I hope he will survive to be our guide, but where is our true enemy?" the other Ulfen states.
The cleric looks down at Rolf as the man's form begins to stir after the stabilization and healing. He would hold out his judgement for the time being, but the use of criminals as fodder in the war effort was not unheard of...
He looks to the others, Jediah lastly. "You will take me to Savol the Kodiakborne at the conclusion of your mission in the field. Six of us were sent from Trollheim, all in different directions to cover the most land, so we could locate the Kodiakborne and learn his intentions. Attacks along the border have increased. We need to know if there are fit warriors rallying to his banner...or must we look elsewhere for leadership to drive back Irrisen. The Blackravens would know if the man lives up to the prophecies or are we once again on our own."
"Trollheim - that's right next to the border, isn't it? How bad was it there, when you left?"
"The border has been far more active lately, more than any other time in the last century. The Blackravens and Trollheim's own forces are stretched thin. Irrisen's witches have been harassing the countryside almost at will." Skall grinds his teeth, the anger of his situation clear in his eyes. I should be on the border with my brothers!
"About three months ago Trollheim was in an uproar, a mountain of a man arrived with several carts, the lead cart holding the fresh heads of two black Linnorm. After meeting with the head priest of my order he named the man 'Savol'."
"I and my brethren have been sent through the land in search of Savol to ensure he knows."
"Savol Kodiakborne, true son of the Ursine and rightful heir to the eastern lands occupied by the white witches has risen his army. Savol seeks to unite the Ulfen People and their allies against Irrisen. He has even been granted an ambasador to the Emerald Court amongst the fey of thre great wood. They have also sent him advisors. I have seen this with my own eyes."
"I am Thorvald the Blackshield, Metal worker from Merroh and a speaker of Savol. we have many other titles, but now is not the time. These men and women with me also stand with Savol. Many are Thanes, but Rutilux is a named champion of his lord. Let it be known he has taken sacred oaths to his lord that are binding."
Thorvald delivers his words with pride. When he addresses the matter of Rutilux's oath he delievers it in a way that lets the cleric know that there may be offenses taken. In the Viking way it is a polite warning of sensibilities.
Thorvald moves to Ana's side his own wounds still dripping and places an arm around her.
"I came seeking an honorable lord to serve, for my family's homeland had long forgotten what true honor was. In the Kodiakborne, I found one, and I serve him proudly." Rutilux confirms what is said, "I am sorry to hear of the torments pressed upon the border."
"Your deeds tell me what I need to know. Titles and lineage means nothing to Lord in Iron" Skallangbiorn nods respect to Rutilux. "There will be farmers with pitchforks who fight for their families standing alongside Gorum in the last days. While men of title and high sounding words fall like chafe in the wind."
He studies the group again. "Who you choose as liege, how you fight, this will tell me the truth of you." To the other Ulfen he looks. "It is heartening to hear of this army. I will join your group until such time as I meet this man, know his mind...then I will return to my brothers on the watch."
"Ah. A ...religious type. Well, healing is nice."
Skallangbiorn's ministrations to Rolf's dying form manage to pull him back from the edge but only enough to keep him alive. For reasons unknown he does not regain consciousness, possibly due to the stress and trauma put upon his mind, and Rose appears to be in the same state. Examining them closer reveals matching brands burned into their bodies that still radiate with excess vestiges of heat. This brand matches the symbol on the broken amulet.
The brands themselves appear to be physical representations of a curse. You can't tell the details but it's almost as if a magic item may have beef used on them and transferred the curse through the branding.
"So, what do we do now? Wait to see if they recover? Head back to Savol and bring them with us?"
Isham thanks Skallingborn for the healing.
"Rutilux, can you summon your steed to you? I would prefer to make a rapid exit from here, however I know you would be loathe to leave Sunfire behind."
Isham pulls out a piece of parchment, and draws up a bill of particulars, using Rolf's blood:
debt:
1 violation of hospitality
1 violation of truce
paid:
slain minions
suborned follower (Rolf)
2 released prisoners
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