Raskir is amazed at the red-haired woman's overhearing of his conversation and puzzled by her sudden comment. He gives a questioning glance to Xaikon before studying the redhead as inocuously as he can.
...
Focussing...(notice the hoodies sneaking up on Dirtbeard)
[dice=Perception]1d20+13
"Valeria, Henric. Have you yet seen those hooded figures sneaking up on the pirate?"
Since it didn't involve her, she merely observed.
....
Valeria replies
"I see them, though if they try something funny with those of us at this table here, I'll given them a good tossing out the door and if lucky a guard who'll arrest them."
Sitting back on his chair Ondir begins to drink a most fine wine that he had just "ahem" received...
After the lady speaks to them, Xaikon simply stares at her returning to the table. While looking at the table, she speaks softly to Raskir, "She has good hearing. Anyway, this is my second city I have been too, considering I mainly stick to the wilderness. I decided to start visiting the villages, towns and cities in order to learn about the various cultures and races they may hold within."
Grinning like a deranged fey seeing his favorite snack ondir jumps up with the speed of a hurricane...
Ondir practically leaps forward at the nearest assailant and attacks ruthlessly with his blades
Initiative
attack, main hand, damage
attack, off hand, damage
Detect MagicI'm gonna let Jayla tell you what you've manage to detect, just for the fun of it. :)
Raskir:
Jayla notices the sudden moves the hoodies are making.
However, in a flat, casual tone she simply says:
"The jumpy one and the bearded man are outnumbered. Bad odds statistically.
In society, those hooded ones are called "cowards". A concept i do not understand."
"Curious, she does not seem to use any magic but her senses are acute."
"Trouble!"
Seeing the knives, Raskir moves toward that table as fast as he can, not wanting to see a helpless man get stabbed.
Orisons:
Create Water
Detect Magic
Mending
Light
Level 1:
Entangle
Cure Light Wounds
Seeing new adventure friend rushing off to the table Xaikon lets out a sigh, putting down the mug on the counter before readying her bow with an arrow.
From the bar, Alvoise turns his head as the commotion erupts. Usually willing to help end a disruption of peace, he slings his backpack on in case he needs to make a hasty retreat. Curling his fingers around the mug filled moments ago, he gets ready to throw it.
"I suppose I could do with some some after dinner exercise." "Cease and desist at once, you miscreants!" Victor says, drawing his rapier, wine glass in hand.
"Looks like a bar room brawl is about to start."
she readies herself for the fight
"That went quickly", Jayla said.
Seeing the fight is over, Alvoise turns his attention away from the commotion and orders a beer. He flicks the ash to the floor waiting for the city guard to arrive.
Xaikon decides to keep her bow ready in case the attackers decide to attack her, and would lower her bow when the city guards if the attackers are still present.
Sad the bearded man could have been interesting, but these assassins should be fun.
Ondir continues his assault against the man he had hit, he sliced his blades in such a manner as to cut open the veins of the man's legs...
attack (main hand), damage
attack (off hand), damage
Seeing there is no room to use his longspear in the crowded tavern, Raksir lets his bestial nature take over. He feels a surge of primal power course through is body, but he maintains enough control to direct how that power manifests. His hands begin to contort into claws. He moves toward the table trying to cut off the easiest escape routes.
Tuuli, his grey owl companion, begins circling around the head of one of the assassins, flapping her wings and causing a general commotion.
(as a familiar) Owl (gives me +3 perc. in shadows), not hindered by terrain or wind (from Spirit Familiar ability)
tiny magical beast
AC:16, T15, FF 13 (3 dex, 2 size, 1 nat)
HP: 5 (half master)
speed: 10 feet, fly 60
melee: 2 talons +5 (d4-2)
master: alertness
improved evasion
share spells
empathic link
nat. armor +1
INT 6
fly +7
Perc. +10
Stealth +15
Valeria says to Hendric and Jayla
"Looks like it will be a bar room brawl, and it'll reach this table in about say 9 to 24 seconds, as someone's gonna get thrown or pushed here.
As I've seen the start of many bar room brawls."
"And how does a brawl over there involve us? If those people's objective is to hurt eachother, why bother? Unless they attack us, i fail to see the logic in extending this conflict."
"There are one table away and in fight like this someone's gonna land here and one of us will likely get hit by someone who missed or is thrown at us."
"A valid possibility....however, does that require our immediate intervention right now?"
Being a strix in a human city was bad enough, to cause trouble would be surely bad for her if captured, so she decides it is best not to attack unless being personally attacked. Xaikon simply keeps her bow ready on the assassins, just in case they come towards her.
With her hawk on the bar counter next to her she gives the command to defend her if attacked.
As soon as the town guard arrives, she immediately lower her bow and unnotch the arrow.
reflex save
Ondir easily dodges the worst of the blast with an acrobatic backflip to land on the other side of the table...
acrobatics, just for kicks
The electric current that is suddenly in the air has caught Jayla's attention.
Without turning her head, and her voice more of a statement than a concern your average person would show;
"An abnormal situation. Untill it is clear what that was, look at the effect on the patrons before moving."
That said, she focuses her sight on the patrons caught in the electric current, followed by a focused look on the twitching assailants.
Seeing the events unfold
"That was definitely a different ending than I was expecting."
Out of the corner of his eye, Alvoise sees the lightning flash from the attackers. He drops to the floor but some of the electricity catches him in the back.
The strange behaviour of the three attackers leaves Xaikon with a surprised look as she never seen such action from humans. Seeing the sparkles appear for the attacks and nearby patrons, she tries to identify the strange effect.
Not knowing what would come next she keeps her bow ready pointed in the general direction of the attackers.
Raskir fails to react to the lightning in time and falls over on the floor.
HP -1/10
The lightning makes a picturesque parabolic arc as it strikes the tip of victor's rapier, sending electricity coursing up his arm."I don't suppose you could call an adept?" he says, between bouts of coughing. Mentally however a very different train of thought was taking place. "Taking out assassins after the hit? Someone from out of town was in a hurry to shut this individual up."
HP 1/12.
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The electric current that is suddenly in the air has caught Jayla's attention.
Without turning her head, and her voice more of a statement than a concern your average person would show;"An abnormal situation. Untill it is clear what that was, look at the effect on the patrons before moving."
That said, she focuses her sight on the patrons caught in the electric current, followed by a focused look on the twitching assailants.
[dice=Observe patrons]1d20+10
[dice=Observe assailants]1d20+10
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The strange behaviour of the three attackers leaves Xaikon with a surprised look as she never seen such action from humans. Seeing the sparkles appear for the attacks and nearby patrons, she tries to identify the strange effect.
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+5
Not knowing what would come next she keeps her bow ready pointed in the general direction of the attackers.
Whatever happened, it was not caused by spells.
Xaikon seeing her new found friend collapse to the floor from the electrical shock, she move just close enough to be able to cast a healing spell.
Seeing Raskir coming round, she mutters, "I can't loose my new friend that I got only little while ago."
She quickly looks at the assassins bodies, "That lightning was no magical spell effect."
As the scene of the incident seems to be stable, Jayla quickly rose to her feet and got to the center, ignoring any fainted people.
She knelt down and after a quick inspection she noticed the assailants had the same markings on the neck. They seemed to flicker faintly.
..They are like me, but different.
They have the markings as i. But this could cause distrust from others towards me. Solution; remove markings.
Cautiously, when nobody was looking:
With the possible bad scenario in mind, she took no risk. Taking a switchblade dagger from her belt she quickly and finely sliced off the markings on the neck of the assailants and stashed the slices away.
As Xaikon came around she was standing again.
"No, this cause is abnormal. No people i have seen emit electricity except for casters.
The wild one was damaged by it, was he not?"
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A wealthy-looking dwarf bustles through the crowd of patrons, with a large double crossbow in his hand. He wears an apron over his clothes and several golden pig-shaped figurines in his beard. "What is happening here?", he shouts. Than he looks at the wounded patrons and those who have drawn weapons. "If you don't put away that things, you'll get an arrow in the head!", he warns.
Xaikon untensioned the arrow, allowing it to slide forward yet remaining notched, before healing Raskir. Once done casting her spell she holds the arrow and bow together in her left hand and helps Raskir to his feet with her free hand.
When the dwarf arrives with a clear warning, she keeps her bow in the lowered position to indicate she is no threat as she stands next to Raskir with her one hand on Raskir's shoulder.
Ondir sheathes his sword swords and looks at the dwarf carefully...
perception
"Ah, finally an authority figure" victor says standing up and sheathing his rapier. "Victor gallant" he says, pulling his right leg back as he bows. "Now as to what happened here, those men"he says, gesturing to the assassins "attacked and killed that man" he says, gesturing to the man in the tricorn. "Some of the other patrons and I moved to apprehend the rouges. However, there was some sort of electrical discharge which appears to have terminally incapacitated the scoundrels."he said, as he presents the burns on his left hand. "Now, adept, physician, or stiff drink; any one of these things will do." he says, turning to the rest of the room.
As Xaikon helps him to his feet, Raskir takes a moment to get his bearings. Seeing the dwarf with the crossbow he takes a chair and sits quietly observing, nodding to confirm Victor's story. Tuuli comes to perch on his shoulder. He unobstrusively reverts back to human form, letting his hands take a more "normal" shape.
HP 1/12
SPELLS
Orisons:
Create Water
Detect Magic
Mending
Light
Level 1:
Entangle
Cure Light Wounds
Alvoise stands up, spitting out part of his cigarette that he had bit in half due to the lightning induced spasms. He rinses his mouth with a swig of beer, spitting that into his mug, thinking that is more polite than spitting more onto the floor. Pushing the mug away with traces of floating tobacco leaves, he turns to listen to an aristocrat explain what happened.
Alvoise also looks around the room to see if anybody is gravely injured.
"Looks like the Captain Law has step in."
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Dwarf quickly approaches the dead, including his patron and after several moments he jumps away, as if stunned by surprise. "Allfather's Balls!, he shouts. "They all look the same! As the last sparks of lightning fade from the bodies of the fallen, their faces simply slog away, melting like wax and revealing uniform blank oval shapes, without eyes, nostrils or mouths.