Initiative
Initiative
Hear no evil, see no evil! Round 1! EEEEEEEK!!!!
Nacht!
Fredrick!
Paddy!
Hisao!
Goblin Duo!
Pater Dominico!
Alphonse!
Ogre Mage!
Ooh! Ooh! Eek!
Nacht was calm as always but knew it could not see those who hid well.. Eventually the being would reveal itself and when it did... Nacht would know there was no where it could run.
Hisao keeps swinging away!
Paddy smiles grimly as he works his blade around the oni's torso.
Say hello to yer masters in Hades for me....
Hisao keeps swinging away!
[dice=Slash Flank Invisible]1d20+15+2+2;1d6+2+1d6+2d6+5d6
[dice=Ki Slash Flank Invisible]1d20+15+2+2;1d6+2+1d6+2d6+5d6
[dice=Second Slash Flank Invisible]1d20+10+2+2;1d6+2+1d6+2d6+5d6
[dice=Miss Chance (higher is better]3d100
AAAACH!! The Monkey's pawn is bleeding me dry....
The invisible oni twists and turns in silent agony, seeking an avenue of escape where there is none....
Paddy smiles grimly as he works his blade around the oni's torso.
Say hello to yer masters in Hades for me....
[dice=shank]1d20+13+2; 1d6+8+4; 1d6; 3d6
[dice=shiv]1d20+8+2; 1d6+8+4; 1d6; 3d6
[dice=crit]1d20+8+2; 1d6+8+4; 1d10
OW!!! AT LEAST THE VERBOSE IRISHMAN IS MAKING MY DEATH QUICK AND EFFICIENT....
Fredrick brings in water and electricity into him as he waits for the creature to appear.
Desperate to escape with life intact, the invisible oni soars skyward, out of the reach of the deadly blades of his adversaries....
[dice=AoO]1d20+13+2; 1d6+8+4; 1d6; 3d6
A drizzle of blood rains down from thin air onto Paddy's head....
A squeak of pain is audible....
EEK!!
Followed by a gasp as the oni reveals itself, dropping the invisibility that could not save its life....
It plummets down through the shell of the broken bell tower and bursts into a noxious heap of blue and green remains....
Hisao takes 20 on perception on the corpse.
Some help would have been appreciated but not needful. Hisao comments as he rifles through the corpse.
Hisao takes 20 on perception on the corpse.
Some help would have been appreciated but not needful. Hisao comments as he rifles through the corpse.
Among the foul-smelling and quickly decomposing remains of the oni, Hisao finds a bronze key shaped like a dragonfly on a leather cord, a medallion of white and green jade shaped like the yin and yang on a golden necklace (which the ogre mage had worn as a bracelet), and a great curved sword (Large no-dachi greatsword) in a jeweled scabbard....
Looking around warily, Pater Dominico pulls out a scroll....
Might there be more unseen enemies about?.... I can recite a prayer from this scroll, penned by the hand of Saint Januarius himself, which will make all invisible things in the area visible.... But I would not want to waste so precious a relic if the danger is past....
No need, Padre....this cloak of mine has some odd enchantment that lets me see the unseeable....
spits at the sight of the oni and mutters about demons under his breath.
lads let's head to my ship and plot a course for our next port before more trouble shows.
The ruins of Naples seem as good a place as any other to hide out from the Enemy that lairs in Mt Vesuvius nearby.... Alternately, the Italian coast is riddled with caves and secluded groves where a band of adventurers might hide....
Well, lads...we need to get going. Hug the coast or the city? We do have a nice ship we could use....
Maybe someone can identify the equipment on the Oni. Also was there not a reward for killing it? I say we collect bounty and then deliver ashes of scholar to his family. Maybe we find help in those places. I think the beast will go into hiding for a while as well.
The ninja suddenly has a thought. If beast has left, can we not invade its lair?
"we don't be having a lot of time. I might know of a place we can hide for a night.
Indeed, Fredrick knows of more than one pirate's cove along the rugged Italian coastline....
The mythical Argos has often taken him on mysterious voyages to ports it haunted in the past....
"I do not think the dragon will be gone from its lair for long, and have no wish to encounter it again in more favorable conditions to it. But yes, on second thought we have the time. Let us take Iommi's ashes to his family."
Aye...it's the right thing to do.Paddy then turns to the 2 remaining goblin minstrels.
I think Iommi's actions merit a song. His people appreciate that sort of thing. A tale of his valour and honour would be a fitting send off I think. What do you two think? Can you come up with a song along the way to his homeland?
Lament for Smart Guy, by the Goblin Duo
Hear lament for Smart Guy....
He was tall and pale!
He was good at saying stuff, and drinking lots of ale!
Smart Guy like to throw fire....
Whenever it Smart Guy's turn....
It seem kind of ironic that Smart Guy die from burn!
We will miss his yapping....
At everyone we meet....
We will miss the scraps him toss to us when Smart Guy eat!
Hear lament for Smart Guy....
He was pretty cool....
Up until big dragon breathe and crispify that fool!
And so the Lusty Fools set sail westward across the sparkling azure waters of the Mediterranean Sea, hugging the northern coastline and occasionally docking in ports along the way in Aragon and Castile.... A voyage of several days before emerging through the gap of Herakles and into the great Ocean that swallowed Atlantis at the dawn of the Bronze Age....
The Argos makes the voyage in far less time than any mundane ship could manage, but it is the 7th day of July when the mythical trireme ferries the heroes at last to the cold fjords of Norway....
Well, looks like we're about there, lads. I don't know this area at all...but it can't be too hard to find out which way to go. The fisherman will be able to help point us in the right direction, I bet.
His last name was Tyr was it not? Hisao says. Does anyone know the language here?
"I always thought they spoke English. Iommi was fluent, for a foreigner."
The temperature is notably cooler here, even in mid summer.... A crispness flavors the salty air....
As the Argos glides over the blue waters of the mountain-hemmed fjords, her passengers can smell fish and salt and blood in the wind....
The Lusty Fools have come to the Land of Vikings.... The Land of Ice and Snow....
A horn can be heard blowing over the foggy wind.... It seems to call the names of ancient Nordic gods....
OOOOOOOOOOOOODIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNN......
The Argos makes port at a fishing village where longships sit on the cold waters....
There, they are greeted by fair-haired, bright-eyed fishers, farmers, herders, and raiders, and their golden-locked children running on the strand with wooden swords and axes in play....
In English: Ho! Welcome, travelers! I see by the strangeness of yon ship that ye come from distant lands! What treasures do ye bring the fair daughters and sons of the Aesir?
A tall, golden-haired, blue-eyed woman in her thirties calls to your ship from a dock of this Norse fishing village....
We come with fallen body of one of yours who was friend of ours. His name was Iommi Tyr... Magnussaon?. Something like that
Hisao calls back.
Aye, our friend fell in battle...facing the enemy with weapon in hand. The blasted red wyrm laid him low with his fiery breath. We thought he should be brought back to his homeland. I was glad to call him friend.
He fell in battle against the Fire wyrm? Then your friend is surely feasting in Valhalla now, travelers.... Take some solace in that.... Magnusson? 'Tis a noble name.... The hall of Magnus can be found in Trondelag.... A great borg north and west of here.... I can guide ye there, for a fair price....