"Well, there's something magical left at least. Not sure what though... We'd need to wake one of the wizards, they could probably tell."
"What's our aim, do we need to worry about the wall?
"What's our aim, do we need to worry about the wall?
"Zis place eez incrédibuhl! Ai feel a strange sensé of déjà vu. Eet eez lik ai 'ave alréady been haire befaire een my dreams --No, not dréams! Zey waire vishe-ons! Airastil 'as offaired mé 'is fairgivénéz. Zis eez my penance...."
Jhod looks up and you see tears run freely from the corner of his eyes. He kisses the top of his longbow. He offers up prayers and thanks to Erastil.
"Ahh so you like it then, well, lets look around a bit make a few plans and then you can come back and get supplies and help, to make it what you need. So that as a spiritual leader and advisor in Avalon you have someplace to direct people to."
"Oui! Zere eez much to do." the shepherd says wiping his eyes.
So where to now, do we goto the fort or maybe go and escort the workmen? Both? Zokon asks quizzically
So where to now, do we goto the fort or maybe go and escort the workmen? Both? Zokon asks quizzically
The High Priest tends to the kingdom’s religious needs and guides its growth. If the kingdom has an official religion, the High Priest may also be the highest-ranking member of that religion in the kingdom, and has similar responsibilities over the lesser priests of that faith to those the Grand Diplomat has over the kingdom’s ambassadors and diplomats. If the kingdom has no official religion, the High Priest may be a representative of the most popular religion in the kingdom or a neutral party representing the interests of all religions allowed by the kingdom.
Benefit: Add your Charisma modifier or Wisdom modifier to Stability.
Vacancy Penalty: Stability and Loyalty decrease by 2. During the Upkeep phase, Unrest increases by 1.
The Treasurer monitors the state of the kingdom’s Treasury and citizens’ confidence in the value of their money and investigates whether any businesses are taking unfair advantage of the system. The Treasurer is in charge of the tax collectors and tracks debts and credits with guilds and other governments.
Benefit: Add your Intelligence modifier or Wisdom modifier to Economy.
Vacancy Penalty: Economy decreases by 4. The kingdom cannot collect taxes—during the Edict phase, when you would normally collect taxes, the kingdom does not collect taxes at all and the taxation level is considered “none.”
"I suppose that if Jhod doesn't want the responsibility, I could take the role of religious leader," Serena says.
"I suppose that if Jhod doesn't want the responsibility, I could take the role of religious leader," Serena says.
The Grand Diplomat is in charge of the kingdom’s foreign policy—how it interacts with other kingdoms and similar political organizations such as tribes of intelligent monsters. The Grand Diplomat is the head of all of the kingdom’s diplomats, envoys, and ambassadors. It is the Grand Diplomat’s responsibility to represent and protect the interests of the kingdom with regard to foreign powers.
Benefit: Add your Charisma modifier or Intelligence modifier to Stability.
Vacancy Penalty: Stability decreases by 2. The kingdom cannot issue Diplomatic or Exploration edicts.
"Hmmm.. A Grand Diplomat would be a great role for a Skald, the tales and stories would sway the most droll opponent and as a councilor a Paladin would have a great voice in keeping the kingdon on the side of right without that self same righteousnessness getting in the way diplomatically... But i'm just the figure head... he says a little trepidaciously
Illthir nervously taps her fingers together. She wasn't thrilled with the prospect of shuffling things around (specifically: herself to the front) but if that was what it would take ... However. "I think we simply don't have enough asses to fill the seats, even if we swap around." she takes a breath to collect herself and swap back to humor mode. "So we need more asses. Hmm. Perhaps we could host some sort of contest for one of the seats? Something more proactive then the classic sword-in-stone. Bake-a-scone for the god of bread?"
"Mmmmmm Bread"
"Yeah I could go for a good fresh loaf ... Huh - I wonder if wizardry have solved that issue? Surely there's a spell for baking."
"Well I am the leader" eye roll "So I say we go escort the workmen to the site,lets make sure they get here safe and that we get to know them a bit."
Zokon will mount up and take off in the appropriate direction if no one says anything.
Serena nods and mounts up.
The party mounts up.
The Thorn River starts in the northernmost portions of the Narlmarch forest and lazily winds through the trees making its way finally to the Kamelands where it joins the Shrike River coming out of the east and forms a single feed in to the lake called the Tuskwater.
The banks of the Thorn River are thick with stinging nettles and tangles of sharp brambles. The river itself is relatively narrow, averaging 60 feet in width and 30 feet deep.
There is at least one fordable location, that the party knows about within the boundary of the forest. It is a low spot that allows easy crossing for man, beast, and even wagons.
"Let's goto Samuel Renaults place, we might as well pickup the food on the way if we are going to the town anyway. he says while thinking over things
It's about noon when the group sets off from the caves under the shadow of the stone elk effigy. Shepherd Kavken can't help but look back at the hillside several times until the forest finally claims it.
Jhod sighs smiles to himself and rides on.
Steering clear of the deep woods they cross the ford to the east and turn north before the sunlight begins to fail them.
The tall trees, now in the full bloom of summer, trap the heat of the day and make for a slightly stuffy, closed-in journey compared to the cool, dry and dusty dungeon they just left.
"Yes glorious leader!" Illthir quips and gathers her things. A rousing song would surely get them there faster! (And more importantly; keep herself occupied)
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"Pew. Should have swapped to something lighter..." the skald wipes her brow and sighs. If it was one thing her heritage hadn't blessed herself with, it was a tolerance for heat. But at least she wasn't walking - and nature was beautifully spider-free.
Hold that thought! Illthir blinked and pulled her horse to a halt. "Owlbear." Having seen one uncomfortably up close at the Stag Lord's fort she had no desire to repeat that experience. "There!"
At Illthirs words "I like the sound of that..
Then later seeing the owlbear "Oh Crap! as he jumps off the horse and retrieves his bow
Hold that thought! Illthir blinked and pulled her horse to a halt. "Owlbear." Having seen one uncomfortably up close at the Stag Lord's fort she had no desire to repeat that experience. "There!"
Then later seeing the owlbear "Oh Crap! as he jumps off the horse and retrieves his bow
The owlbear looks up having finally noticed the party and bellows a challenge.
"Well, hells," Serena swears as she dismounts. She draws her scimitar.
Zokon loosely knocks an arrow
"I'm going to hold and wait to see if it charges us."
The owlbear rears up and waves it's feathered paws the the party from across the divide.
"Ok so it's staying there at the moment, we should maybe continue and try get way?" he says hoping for agreement and moving close to his horse
"Yeah, as long as we don't have to ride closer to it." Illthir agrees. She didn't fancy having a race with one.
Serena mounts back up and sheathes her scimitar.
Zokon mounts up and continues on.. hmmm.. "I'll try to be a little less jittery."
They continue on
"And who, do you suppose, could have put such a powerful spell upon those fractured shards, hm?" says the wizard smiling impishly and wiggling his eyebrows.
Eldiocesan takes a pull from his pipe and blows out a spectacular cloud of sunset-colored smoke that takes the form of an imaginative shadowplay made of firelight and smoke. A silhouette of a slander young woman clasps the broad hand of a heroically proportioned man in robes and a wizard's cap. Together they run through a field of smoky grasses passing great and magical monuments and places, scenes drawn from all across Golarion and the planes beyond."You should stay with me, Illthir. I can offer you all of the the adventure of our blood-gifted lifetimes, and more sagas and tales, than all of the epics in than that bard college in Pitax. Don't waste time with this fruitless kingdom-building. It will all come to naught in the end, they always do in these hard lands, and I would not see your lovely face prematurely marred with worry by decades of ceaseless tedium and disappointment."
Zokon mounts up and continues on.. hmmm.. "I'll try to be a little less jittery."
They continue on
Having run off the distant interlopers, the triumphant owlbear returns to its foraging.
"Perhaps it would be good to stop for the night," Serena suggests, spotting the clearing ahead.
"Yeah ok, seems wise, we'll just have to be a bit careful, i'd not like a psycho Owlbear to go rampaging through the camp."
When they get tot he clearing Zokon will start setting up a fire, a bit awkwardly just cos he doesn't want people to think he's to good at this outdoorsy stuff.
The party makes camp in the large open field among the wild moon radishes.
Out from under the trees, the stars twinkle overhead in the clear night sky.
As he lays in his bedroll Zokon thinks to himself..
"It's quiet,.... is it too quiet though and is there such a concept as too quiet, hmm. bugs and animals sounds not really that quiet
"Agreed. 'Owlbear' is not how I want to wake up." Illthir nods and start getting her things in order. It was good that they had Zokon with them, so there were someone to deal with these outdoorsy things.
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Once there's fire and a camp and all such things Illthir heats up some rations in her pot. Generously, it could be called grub. Realistically it was closer to gruel. "We ought to hire a royal cook, while we're at it." she notes, renewing her determination to make sure future Illthir can eat something tastier on her adventures.
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"I'll admit; I never thought I'd be flirted with by someone blowing smoke. Or that I'd be impressed..." she watches the smokey pairs adventure. Damn. Maybe she'd have to take up smoking actually. If only she didn't need to breathe the pesky air.
"If worry could mar me I'd be kidnapping people for my coven by now. *Heh*" she pauses and shifts from feet to feet. "But it's my tale and I'd like to see how it ends, be it triumph or ruin. For now, it seems our paths may split. I wish you the best of luck - and that you won't need it."
"I'll take first watch," Serena offers.
As Illthir leaves she passes Tamris and Rain in the wizards foyer. Tamris wishes her and her friends farewell and good luck.
As he lays in his bedroll Zokon thinks to himself..
"It's quiet,.... is it too quiet though and is there such a concept as too quiet, hmm. bugs and animals sounds not really that quiet
Once there's fire and a camp and all such things Illthir heats up some rations in her pot. Generously, it could be called grub. Realistically it was closer to gruel. "We ought to hire a royal cook, while we're at it." she notes, renewing her determination to make sure future Illthir can eat something tastier on her adventures.
Jhod says grace over the evening meal, thanking Erastil for nature's bounty in his outrageous Galtan accent.
"I'll take first watch," Serena offers.
"Could you usé zum company, mademoisélle?" asks the shepherd.