Pariahs in the Age of Serpents (Inactive)

Game Master Dave Young 992

"This your cave, or what?" Kraull asks, getting straight to the point.

Oh, no. It was Michak and Andala's. I was in the area, so I came by to see how they were. Not so good, it turns out...

He looks sad. They just wanted to be alone, pretty much. I was going to invite them to Pariah-con.

Pariah-con is an annual spring event, a sort of trading post event for people in the Pariah mountains. It's held around the first full moon of the spring- about a week away.

Are you going?

What trade goods there?

Mourntel approaches from inside the cave, listening to talk of the trade event. "Very interesting, perhaps we could find better clothes. I could trade some arrows..."

Lotsa stuff there. Lotsa people. Seeds, furs, weapons, even potions. You bring good stuff, you find good stuff. Good trades for good traders.

"Yeah, we'll go, where is it?"

It's at the fork of the rivers to the north, just past the Serpent Woods.

Knowledge local or geography.

If you let me stay and eat with you tonight, I can help you with your injuries, he says hopefully.

"The healing better be good to share our tasty meat!" Kraull growls, licking his chops at the thought of breakfast, "Hey, how do we know we can trust you, anyway?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

K local: 10 + 6 = 16

I agree with the young one. I say you heal him first, than if he's okay you come in and stay?

dip: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

He seems sincere.

I can do that. Who needs it?

R'kellor steps forward when the shaman asks about healing presenting his roughly bandaged wounds.

clw: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Another one for Kraull. clw: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

How do you two feel? as he watches as the wounds close.

He extends a hand to the other shaman.

Come in, rest and eat. You have more than proven to myself, and I presume Kraull and R'kellor you speak true he moves to allow the man inside and away from the elements.

"Feels good to me," Kraull replies between yawns, "I'm going to get more rest now. Shaman talk is all nonsense to me anyway." With that, he lays down, but keeps his ax with him.

Gordo is grateful for the shelter, and will assist in any heal checks to help with the strength damage. Anyone who lost strength gets 2 back with 8 hours of rest.

Kraull wakes in the morning feeling refreshed and, as always, hungry. "Thanks, Gordo, I feel back to my old self again. We got to keep you around! What's your story anyway?"

I'm just an old shaman. Did a bit of adventuring in my younger days, but now, I stay mostly to myself. I get around pretty good around the treelines. Folks don't usually notice me when I'm passin' through, if I don't want them to.

He seems pretty content to be a loner, and manages to get by. His familiar eventually comes in, but doesn't have much to say. Knowledge (planes).

I like to keep an eye on things, know what's going on around here. Truth is, there's not much going on, though I expect Pariahcon will be the usual chaos. A lot of bartering. A lot of everything, really.

He seems friendly enough. He casts Create Water into a collapsible thing and you can all eat and talk.

Blask, eats the roasted bird meat and drinks, while listening to the fellow old man talk.

I know what you mean. The younger of my old tribe forced me out, say I was a liability. I found a new tribe in these strong... he stops mid sentence as another creature comes into the cave unannounced.

planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

The creature checks you all out, but doesn't seem hostile.

Gordo will rest, prep some spells, and bid you adieu in the morning, if you have no questions.

We'll see you there, if we see you. Be wary in the woods!

You can go down into the spooky cave, or go to the party. You're gonna ding 4th soon, either way. :)

Any ideers?

Blask, will eat a light breakfast, some meat from whatever is left, with a handful of berries. He looks around to the others, and wishes their new acquaintance a speedy travel.

K nature: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 to know what may or may not lurk in the woods?

After quickly consuming his share of meat in the morning, Kraull tries his hand at making another fine dagger out of the hard shell material.

Craft (Weapon): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

"Eh, not terrible." He gauges of his work afterwards.

"Yeah, we going to this market thing? The cave will still be here later. I want something to look at other than dead lickers and you ugly guys."

That'll work, Kraull. It's masterwork and sized for Gurk.

You've got some unique stuff you can trade.

Have we a consensus? You can do whatever you want.

Blask, will eat a light breakfast, some meat from whatever is left, with a handful of berries. He looks around to the others, and wishes their new acquaintance a speedy travel.

[dice=K nature]1d20+10 to know what may or may not lurk in the woods?

Did you miss my post ?

But yes, we will go to pariah-con. How though I am unsure, woods or no woods?

The gathering is fine with me. Do we need to recruit more players?

Did you miss my post ?

But yes, we will go to pariah-con. How though I am unsure, woods or no woods?

Oops! Ok, then. You can go through the woods, or a more northern route along the riverbank. Neither is particularly safe.

The woods are full of wild things, and possibly feral tribes of various humanoids. The river has plenty of critters that like to snatch people off the banks, either from above or below. I anticipate an interesting time either way.

No one's stopped playing, AFAIK. Check in, guys!

Either route, whether woods or river bank. I vote river, at least water is prevalent.

"It depends, can any of the rest of you swim?" Kraull asks, looking over his other tribe members with a doubtful expression, "I don't care really, R'Kellor and me will have to kill a bunch of stuff either way."

I could swim when I was younger but not so well anymore. We could go forest, I can create a lot of water if need be. Let's go via the woods, more chance to find more supplies for goods to make.

Blask, will chant a few words, and fill up his dried animal bladder with fresh water, as if it were raining outside. He then heads towards the woods.

R'kellor grins at kraull. "Ha, and kill them we shall." He slams his forearm against the half-orc's in a warrior's handshake.

Mourntel? Gurk?

Sorry guys! No excuse.... just inattentiveness.

Mourntel ponders a moment as to their path to the gathering. "I, of course, am more comfortable in the woods. Yet I will follow you whichever path you choose. Following the river may be more beneficial as we have ready access to water for drinking and fish should we get hungry along our journey."

You could pack meat and take it with you, or go along the river and spend time catching fish. The river route is longer, but faster movement, too. Usually.

The woods is a straight line, but you're bound to go through some thick spots. Since you haven't been there in awhile, if at all, it's hard to guess what's in there right now.

About a week, either way. 2 days off the mountains, 5-6 days in the valleys, if all goes well.

"Let's go through the woods, should be more exciting." Kraull suggests with a decisive nod, "There's bound to be delicious animals in the forest, but let's pack some meat just in case."

The woods it is, then. No word from Gurk. Should I find another one? A good expert is nice to have.

You might want to consider sending Gurk a private message first if you haven't already. He might just be busy. If that doesn't work or he isn't interested in playing anymore, then recruiting more would be cool by me. Another warrior might be useful too.

PM'd. We'll get started.

You descend, slowly getting down the mountain face, and move east. Other than some pteranodons flying around, you see nothing of interest the first day. You get into foothills when it starts to get dark.

You find a decent place to camp. It's warmer here than in the mountains, and the sky is clear. You cook, eat and clean up with no issues.

I need 2 perception checks from whoever has the first watch.

Perception 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Perception 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

At the limit of his darkvision, Kraull notices some toothy, canine-looking predators approaching from the trees to the east. They're hideously ugly, and look ready to attack. No surprise.

init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Kraull init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

You first! Click on the map. I placed you all, but you can be somewhere else, if you like.

Arcana to identify them.

1: Kraull gets a full turn, then the creatures.

Round 2:

Blask: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1
Gurk: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Mourntel: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
R'kellor: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

You get a move and a standard on your turn, unless you're being eaten. I assume Kraull will shout a warning to wake you up. Charging, growling monsters will be the next thing you hear.

Gurk's not here. Kraull gets to start the party.

"Everyone wake up, we've got unwanted visitors!" Kraull bellows as he moves swiftly towards one of the creatures and launches a javelin at it.

Javelin-range: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 2 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Up close, the creatures appear to have weeping sores and scaly skin. They are quite repugnant.

The one Kraull hurt runs up and attacks him!

bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

The other one attacks the prone warrior R'kellor!

bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

confirm: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

The poor human is savagely mauled by the hideous beast.

2d10 + 12 ⇒ (2, 10) + 12 = 24

This could be curtains for the brave adventurer!

Blask knows what these things are.

Init, round 2:

R'kellor
Kraull
me
Mourntel
Blask

Mourntel wakes with a start at Kraull's shouting, he stumbles to his feet just in time to see R'kellor being viciously mauled. He takes a moment to try and identify Knowledge: Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 the strange dog-like creatures. The shaman quickly conjures a ball of hissing acid and flings it at the creature attacking his warrior friend!

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 4 = 3
Acid Splash: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Due to his rush to get to his feet, the attack goes very wide and misses!

Can you take a 5 ft. step from prone?