Qwerty's #5-01 Glass River Rescue CORE

Game Master qwerty1971

"No he's not lying he's just insulting you dou you really want to pick a fight over THAT!" Omrijka tries to scare the head guard into backing down as she pulls out her glaive

intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Well that might make the guards laugh

Taggins reads the signs pretty well shaking his head when the chatter fails. Talking never works! The hunt is where it's at. And he reacts to violence with violence! "Ovar me ded body!" He yells as he draws his bow to shoot the guard in front of him.

move action to move back and attack the blue guard.

Longbow,pbs: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 5 + 1 = 171d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Just as the stoic half orc tries to diffuse the violence with a threat Taggins scampers around the boat for a good shooting spot and hits the blue belted guard in the shoulder thus ruining Omreejka's attempt...

"YOU WILL ALL BE IN CHAINS SOON!" the head guard yells out and directs the others to attack.

Blue vs Omreejka: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Purple vs Beckett: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 HIT
Purple Confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 HIT
hitting him and drawing a nasty wound...

The head guard releases the wolf after commanding it to attack the knight
Wolf vs Dante: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 MISS

He then makes his way around the group provoking from the not very intimidating half orc...

COMBAT 1st RND
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett (-7), Ser Dante
COMBAT 2nd RND
Omreejka (+1 AoO attack if so desired), Taggins
Guards
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett, Ser Dante

Hellena steps back, and heals Beckett

CLW 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Cyrus draw his spear and tries to convince the guards it's in their best interest to leave. "Ok, we lied. We were trying to keep you safe, but if you must know, we have a giant manticore tied up below deck. But I just need to give the signal and have it released on you." He stomps his foot on the ground while casting a quick spell, followed by the sound of rattling chains and a ferocious roar below deck. "It's probably best for your health if you leave now."

Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Ghost sound, DC13

Taking a step back to be out of immediate ramge, Beckett locks eyes with the wolf and lets out a series of howls, communicating with the beast through sacred magics.

"<Join us, and I promise you a big treat, we will treat you better, and you will be free to run, or join is afterwards.>"

Wild Empathy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

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Sighing, Dante is relieved to see that the Sczarni had not rubbed off on him. As the guard's order the attack, he kicks out, diverting the wolf's bite before drawing his gleaming Bastard sword, the proud crest of his family engraved upon the blade. Spinning it over in his hands, the Knight takes a powerful two handed grip and feints high, hoping to take the Razmiri thug off-guard before striking at their midsection.

Bastard sword vs purple, P.A: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 for Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Bastard sword vs purple, P.A confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 for Extra Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"Dat not nice" calls out Omrijka as she swings with her glaive as the thug approaches
aoo attack: 1d20 ⇒ 8
"I will enjoy (ensure) you have opposition (opportunity) to learn from this day" she drops the glaive and pulls out a sap to attack blue
sap attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
sap damage nonlethal: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Omrijka does not always use the right word when she does I will indicate with brackets what word she does mean. What is in brackets is always silent.

Taggins observes his allies attempt to diffuse an already bad situation, and shakes his head. Then shouts,"Just take duunw the lot!"
Taggins turns his attention to the guard that is unoccupied, and fires another arrow.

Will engage the red.

Longbow,pbs: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 1 = 151d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Omreejka misses with her opportune attack and the guard gets behind the group...

Cyrus tries to lie to the guards...although they ignore him since the guards were attacked first with an arrow and are now following orders...

Beckett fails in his attempt to diplomatic the wolf hybrid using his woodcraft skills, especially in the heat of combat...

Ser Dante puts any all all attempts to diffuse the situation whether with guile or silver tongue to rest after he cleaves the purple guard from shoulder to belly with one powerful strike...

Omreejka drops her spear and uses her sap to hit the blue guard about the head giving him a nasty blow and dropping him after the earlier arrow wound...

Taggins continues his archery attacks hitting the leader guard in the shoulder...

The wolf continues to attack Dante sensing him as the biggest threat...
Wolf vs Dante: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 MISS

The red guard continues his move and attacks Cyrus with a short sword
Red vs Cyrus: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 MISS

COMBAT 2nd RND
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett (-7), Ser Dante
COMBAT 3rd RND
Omreejka, Taggins
Guards (Red-2)
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett, Ser Dante

Beckett got a heal :)

Deciding to leave the Mangy mutt to the Ranger, Dante grimaces as the guard's blood coats his tunic. It would be some time since he was welcome in Razmir, but frankly, it was a terrible holiday destination and run by a megalomaniac Disillusioned 'god'.

"You could have simply taken the money and left us on our way." the Knight growls, before slashing at the remaining guard. This time he does not put as much power in the swing, hoping not to simply slay him.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 for damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Beckett got a heal :)

as GM I will ignore that heal since Beckett almost killed me last game... because he does not like me... no worries I forgot and will adjust if combat goes that long.

Ser Dante attacks the last guard and with one stroke fells him. While bleeding out and dying the man is not dead yet.

The hybrid wolf is still a threat and after seeing its handler fall no chance at calming it down will suffice...

Cyrus and Beckett are up

"Nothing is working out as planned!"

Drawing his bow, he takes quick aim at the wolf he believes these Razmiri have trained to be cruel and lets it fly.

Longbow vs Wolf (PBS & PS): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Not sure where red started, but he may have provoked with my longspear. I'll roll and AoO just in case.

AoO: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 51d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

With his attempt at scaring the guards off failing, Cyrus takes a step back and stabs with his spear.

Attack vs red: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Omrijka will try hit the wolf with her sap

sap attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
non lethal damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Taggins continuously switch hits, whichever most convenient to him. This time he eyes for the wolf, a creature familiar to him. A very favorite of his hunts.

longbow,pbs, favoured enemy, into melee: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 + 2 - 4 = 81d8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 = 4

However, with the oddest of coincidences, his arrow lodges itself right into Omrijka's sap. That was not supposed to happen. Hmm.

Beckett steps back and sends an arrow at the wolf striking it in the shoulder and giving it a nasty wound. Cyrus rebounds from his earlier missed opportune attack to strike at the red guard dropping him in his tracks...

Omreejka and Taggins both miss the wolf with their attacks.

The wolf lunges at Beckett after the cleric pierced it with an arrow...

Wolf vs Beckett: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21...DMG: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 HIT
Trip vs Becketts CMD: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 FAIL

and bites the clerics leg but fails to bring the man down...

COMBAT 3rd RND
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett (-4), Ser Dante
COMBAT 4th RND
Omreejka, Taggins
Wolf (-9)
Cyrus, Hellena, Beckett, Ser Dante

Cyrus steps to the side to give himself a bit more room and lunges at the wolf with his spear.

Attack vs wolf: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 151d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Omrijka will try to calm the wolf in her own fashion

sap attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
sap damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"Nice doggie. Play sleeping Lions!"

Was really hoping that we wouldn't have to put the beast down, he thinks, as he stands his ground. Suddenly his fist becomes as if made of solid oak, <meaning I threaten> and he refrains from attacking, hoping that Omreejka can end things quickly and quietly, and without further bloodshed.

I was honestly hoping we could lure them below and knock them out, only.

Surrounding the lone wolf the group finally manages to put it down, albeit with some sadness from some members of the party. Their current docking location provided them some measure of isolation as not a lot of people are in the area and those that are in the area are well off in the distance doing other tasks.

Passad emerges from the hold of the ship and sees the carnage from the recent battle. Matella the dwarf is behind him and also sees what the party has wrought and hisses angrily "This is just what I feared! We must flee the harbor immediately! Before more Razmiran guards come around!" and she begins barking her orders at the sailors to shove off.

"Get what you want from the dead and then toss them overboard once we are off the docks..."

searching the dead you find 3 sets of: padded armor, short swords, light crossbows, and potions of CLW

As the Abacus sails smoothly up the Glass River, Amauhak
asks the group "How do you intend to perform the rescue mission? More importantly how will you all gain access to the inn without arousing unwanted suspicion?"

Hellena stabilises all the enemies, they are idiots, but none need to die

***

"It's an Inn isn't it? We're travellers aren't we?" the Varisian smiles.

I will as well. Had no intention of killing anyone.

I had assumed the area was pretty empty. Does it look like anyone saw, or might have gotten a good look at what went down. Is it possible to pull a Star Wars, here and dress as the guards with some disguise, and bring the rest of us in for "questioning"?

For the record, taking back my monies from these thugs.

"Well, on the bright side,. . . wolf steaks tonight.", though it is half-hearted, as he didn't want to slay the beast. But, he supposes the cult is just that good at brainwashing.

Cyrus looks down at the bodies before answering the question "Well, I do say, I hope we get in the inn better than we dealt with these guards. Otherwise the whole thing may turn into a slaughter. We'll get the mission done somehow, even if we accidently kill everyone." He tries to put a smile on but he's only half kidding. "I say we just stroll in there for a nice hot meal and a drink, and figure it out from there."

RETCONNED
Hellena and Beckett ensure none of the Razmiran guards perishes from the dock fight and the group heaves their unconscious bodies off the boat onto the wooden docks before leaving. Acknowledging that the docks were currently sparsely occupied during the fight, the group knows it takes a lot of time to undress an unconscious body, and not knowing how much time they do have- wisely leave the guards clothed before pushing off and continuing down the river.

PRESENT TIME

Hellena offers up the suggestion of portraying simple travelers which in a round about way Cyrus seems to agree with.

Feeling the heat of his companions comments, Dante looks around guiltily. "It was going swimmingly... until someone down here caused a ruckus! How about keeping quiet when you say you will?" he moans, before shrugging. Unfortunately what was done was done and he had no choice but to cut the guard down. "Om, hey what's that strange little club you've got? Looks useful for just whacking guys over the head without blood."

As they rest on the journey away from Xer, Dante frowns as they ponder their next move. "Yes, we could easily pass off as travellers, though we are a rag tag bunch."

Taggins walks up the wolf, and carves out the fur if it is dead. "Well Cryus, we have to skin it first, which I am an expert in lucky for us." He proceeds to prepare the meal for the party.

Taggins nods agreeing to the idea of being travellers, but prods a question,"Well, where are we travelling to? and for what purpose? Surely we need to establish that at the very least! Maybe we going on a hunting trip?"

"Aren't we hunting dwarf kidnappers? asks Omrijka

Taggins looks at Omreejka funnily, then after a moments consideration, nods his head. "I could believe that. Travellers hunting dwarf kidnappers." And he wanders back to sharpening his arrows.

"Ser Dante is seeking out a lost legacy after I 'saw it in his Harrow cards', and is really happy I'm only charging him 50 gold a day to help him discover his grand destiny" Hellena mocks the tone of some of the Cany fortune tellers "..and the rest of you are hangers on and social climbing hopefuls following on along. If they think I'm a charlatan taking him for a ride, then we have lies covering lies"

You must investigate and liberate the three dwarven envoys—if indeed that is where they are imprisoned—and then escort them to Men

Matella listens to the group discuss options then chimes in with "It could be useful to disguise yourselves as as religious pilgrims seeking answers to spiritual questions that require privacy and freedom of movement. That could work."

Passad rolls his eyes at the suggestion. The Kalistocrat then counters with "You all should pose as merchants seeking a way station for a regular trade caravan, as such a cover would require unfettered access to the property in order to assess its amenities."

Matella points out that "Great idea Passad- just like your great idea of docking in Xer... that turned out well... didn't it..."

Passad counters again with "It would have worked had you not stumbled into me knocking a barrel over alerting the guards." and the two begin to squabble...

Amauhak listens to the bickering and strongly encourages the whole group to stay overnight, let cooler heads prevail and perform the exploration under cover of darkness.

just for the record, I'm going to take back all the money I gave them, but only the money I gave them personally. Not trying to rob our patrons.

"Ser Dante is seeking out a lost legacy after I 'saw it in his Harrow cards', and is really happy I'm only charging him 50 gold a day to help him discover his grand destiny" Hellena mocks the tone of some of the Cany fortune tellers "..and the rest of you are hangers on and social climbing hopefuls following on along. If they think I'm a charlatan taking him for a ride, then we have lies covering lies"

"You can divine the future? See paths. Perhaps, you would be willing to look into mine. Not for me. I'm trying to find information about my brother. He was a Pathfinder as well, but disappeared years ago. We never found out what happened. That is actually why I joined as well, to see if I can find any information about what happened. I think he is still alive, but thus far, the Society doesn't seem to know."

Matella listens to the group discuss options then chimes in with "It could be useful to disguise yourselves as as religious pilgrims seeking answers to spiritual questions that require privacy and freedom of movement. That could work."

Passad rolls his eyes at the suggestion. The Kalistocrat then counters with "You all should pose as merchants seeking a way station for a regular trade caravan, as such a cover would require unfettered access to the property in order to assess its amenities."

Matella points out that "Great idea Passad- just like your great idea of docking in Xer... that turned out well... didn't it..."

Passad counters again with "It would have worked had you not stumbled into me knocking a barrel over alerting the guards." and the two begin to squabble...

Amauhak listens to the bickering and strongly encourages the whole group to stay overnight, let cooler heads prevail and perform the exploration under cover of darkness.

"Isn't that what we just tried?" he says with a small smirk, though it's fairly obvious he still feels guilty for the unnecessary violence that had recently happened.

As the two seem argue on and on, Beckett attempts to put a stop to it, "Come on. We are all in this together, and all want the same thing. To the best of our knowledge, the people we are looking for are being held here, somewhere. What happened, happened, and I'm not sure that there is anything that might have changed it. Luck was just not with us."

"I'm just as much to blame for trying to lure them below deck, and a cursory inspection would have revealed you all, regardless. Trying to go in by cover of night is a wise plan, though I fear the locals will be in high alert now. However, we can not afford to wait weeks for things to calm down."

"Perhaps Omreejka and Cyrus could act as a league of merchants, as you suggested, with Sir Dante and Taggins as hired guards? Hellena and myself could be religious pilgrims that booked passage with you, as suggested to seek answers to spiritual questions? I doubt we will be as useful as merchants. It would not be so much a lie, for I do have questions about this nation's faith, just not the type I think they would like, and as a whole, we do have business here. A trade of goods for services, from a certain point of view."

"I've bought and sold plenty of things in my day, playing the part of a merchant shall be easy enough. Sounds like a plan to me, off to the inn for food and libations!"

"I am an apprentice. I travel with Cyrus." apprentice to Ser Markham, Paladin of Shelyn

"Sure I can see the future and read your cards, I'm a Varisian woman, we're all 'gifted with the sight' aye?" Hellena smiles...

"Ok 'merchants' that will be our story"

Frowning slightly at Hellena's teasing, Ser Dante is about to respond as he is cut off by the bickering of their hosts. In his element when dealing with squabbling merchants, Dante joins Beckett in trying to smooth over the situation.

"Yes, there was a lot that could have gone wrong and a small amount that did. There was no harm done to our task here however so we should be grateful for that." he placates, before turning to his companions.

"I preferred the idea of a noble Quest! I am not so downtrodden as to act out simple guard work." he protests before realisation dawns that the Knight is out numbered.

"Fine, I have little expertise at spinning a tall tale however and will leave that to the more 'practiced' of you."

The expression of lost and confusion on the young halflings face is amusing to look at. "But... ay? ..." But he slowly accepts that he will not understand everything being said. "I'm.. a hireling? I suppose I can play the part."

The party continues their discussions about themselves and what best cover story and approach to use as their boat sails down the river.

The river narrows ahead, flowing around a central isle thick with trees and vegetation. The northern fork of the river runs beneath a canopy formed by the isle’s overhanging trees and riverside foliage while to the south, the river is open to the sky above.

"Which fork of the river do we take.... north or south...?" one of the crew asks the adventuring party.

Kn Geography: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Well I'm not familiar with this area at all and have never studied any maps of it. My guess is as good as a coin flip."

"South! Lets keep where we can see our enemies coming and not get the ship afouled in the trees"

Hellena nods at Cyrus, "Then the fates it is" - she flips a coin 1d2 ⇒ 1.

"The fates say North. May Desna smile upon us"

Taggins shrugs as he speaks his mind. "Aye, I see compelling arguments. Ability to be on lookout, and a coin toss. Tough call."

Again taking a step back in decision making.

As they press on towards their destination, Ser Dante takes the time to practice his sword forms on deck in the glorious weather. Still wearing his full armour, unwilling to be taken unawares by any 'faith barges' or Sczarni river pirates, the Taldan Knight steps between each form elegantly, shifting his balance to allow for the odd movements of the barge. As the crew enquire on directions, the warrior shrugs.

"I know very little about sailing so wonder why it is the decision is asked of us instead of using your professional judgement." he replies sternly. "But let us humour the 'fates' eh?"

"Sounds good to me."

I'm back, and I apologize for vanishing a few days.

The crew sail the boat down the north side of the river and as the boat skirts the island that bisects the river. As the group is chatting away, sharpening weapons or practicing swordplay a few folks notice a ripple in the water near the ship... which sprays upward as a drake throws a snake onto the vessel in a surprise move...

The knight points to the water while most of the others react quickly save for Beckett and Cyrus who both seems lost in contemplation...

SURPRISE ROUND
Foe1 (threw snake)
Taggins, Omreejka, Hellena, Dante
1st ROUND
Foe2, FOE1
Taggins, Omreejka, Cyrus, Beckett, Hellena, Dante

Hearing a splash interrupt his training, Dante turns in time to see a Drake and its lunch crash out of the water towards the boat. Reacting quickly, the Warrior darts up the stairs towards the Drake and slashes with their Sword.

"So Taggins! Seems we have met our Dragon already!" he laughs, clearly oblivious to the distinctions.

Bastard sword, P.A: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 for cold iron, slashing damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Hellena draws her weapon!

Omrijka draws her glaive. A real weapon for a real dragon "I is protector of the prettys!" she yells in challenge

Dante moves up to protect the others from the foe in the water...surprise round action-will use the attack for your 1st round action... as Omreejka and Hellena draw weapons.

Taggins is up