Are you against learning? Even the bravest of warriors can find a use in not being seen until they are ready. Will it be troublesome for you to ambush the orcs?
He asked with a slight frown to rugged red haired human. Her hair was brassier than Allana's but it was similar, though hair color was about where the similarities ended.
92.04 spent of 100
1 lb of animal glue - 1 gp
Calrops x10 - 10 gp
Canvas - 60 square yards, cut into 6 x 10 peices - 6 gp total
Oil - 5 gallons (40 pints enough to cover 40 5 ft squares) - 4 gp
Rope - 100 feet - 2 gp
Saw - 4 cp
Shovel x 3 - 6 gp
Bear Trap x10 - 20 gp
Pack Mule - 8 gp
Rations (30 days worth) 15 gp
Alchemist's Fire - 20 gp
Arrows (40) - 2 gp
Arrows Whistling (20) - 2 gp
Smoke Arrows (3) - 30 gp
34 gp spent
"Not really--don't worry about that." Victrix frowns slightly.
Though that way's not very sportsmanlike.
Mogwag knows a bunch of things about plants and nature itself. We are looking for things that will give stomach cramp, or anything that can indispose of make them drowsy. So that we can better sneak in camp and such
"Well I know nothing much of plants... but I know how to find my prey!"
After the discussion in the main room of the Hostel those chosen for the task of defending Berwyn from outside make their own way to prepare for the journey. There are five horses at the stables set aside for your use. All of them are riding horses with weathered bit and bridle and saddles.
After the five return from their preparations they pack up and load the purchased donkey and depart through the south gate of Greyhawk. The road takes them through lands nominally under control of the Mayor of Greyhawk although recently the boat people, the Rhenee, have claimed a large section of the riverbank daring anyone to throw them off.
The black team bids farewell to the gold team whom you see packing horses with lots of supplies and arguing over it all. You lead your mounts out of Greyhawk City and down the River Road stopping only near Perryville for lunch. After lunch you continue down the road until you get past the Thorp of Two Ford. A few miles outside of Two Ford you decide to make camp off the road in a nice clearing Cerian found.
You take turns pulling guard throughout the night and in the morrow you break camp and continue towards Crossford. Only merchants and pilgrims seem to be your road companions. Rumors abound of lands fallen to the south, armies rising in the north, the powerful mages of Oerth bickering and possibly a risen god living with man in the frozen lands.
Curiously enough, as the party journeys onward, Victrix's ears start burning.
She rubs one of them in mild discomfort. "Why are my ears burnin'?"
The wood elf smiled softly from atop his mount tilting his head to the side slightly.
Amongst my people, that was a sign someone was speaking of you. It was an old saying, one usually passed down by ancient elders, shamens and religious leaders but its as good a reason as any. Perhaps one of your friends with the other group is speakign of you?
He offered Not really looking at the pretty petite yet obvious warrior. He kept his eyes to their surroundings.
The ranger's theory causes Victrix to blush. "...huh. I hope I didn't annoy 'em too much or anythin'..."
You continue through One Ford to Cross Ford paying a few copper to get across the water. From there you take the old North Bay Road passing through small fishing shanties and thorps as the grandeur of Greyhawk fades in the distance. You travel until dusk and make camp in the small village of Pelgaryn. The inn is small and cramped but the fire is warm and the food is edible. The next day you continue your travels southward and as you pass through the town of Safeton you feel the change in local attitudes as the Wild Coast is a more chaotic land than the Dominion of Greyhawk you left. Another day of travel passing merchants and pilgrims leaves you camping off the trial near the Dragons Tail section of the coast that juts out into Woolley Bay.
"Maybe you have a sunburn?"The dwarf smiles before going on with the march.
I am sure it has more to do with her fair appeal to perhaps the others in the group she was last in Friend Bonifacius.
He answered truthfully. When they finally made the camp near Dragons tail he first took a quick inspection of the sight and checked for both possible approaches to their little campsite and then he got to work on the peices of canvas that he had bought working of cutting irregularites within them, using the glue to add soil, dirt, moss, and other natural debris to break up its outline and form a sort of camoflauge netting the others could use to both cover up their sleeping spots and perhaps as a blind to help when they eventually found the trail of the orcs and began to ambush them.
Victrix sheepishly smiles and scratches her head. "Aww. Thanks."
She does her best to help Cerian set up blinds for their campsite, though it's clear she still has much to learn.
Mogwag Will assist as Well
Alistair is not particularly suited for all of this faffing around dealing with the elements but will do an inspirational dance to inspire competence in everyone as they work
over the course of the night the group manages to make one camouflage suit. Cerian tests it out and determines it is good enough for use. The night goes by without incident and the group decides to break camp and continue on their journey. They still have a ways to travel before searching for the orc horde.
Following the road they come upon what appears to be a wagon being looted by a few bandits with two merchants on the ground bleeding and being pummeled. The bandits see the approaching party and brandish their weapons as if implying 'do not interfere'...
He doesnt even hesistate to slide off his mount and counter their negotiation tactic with one of his own. He drew an arrow, one of the whistling ones, and loosed an arrow. (at one carrying a ranged weapon if none carry a ranged weapon then light blue beside the wagon)
I have a counter offer!
He called as he fired and moved.
Victrix squeals with glee as Cerian starts attacking. "Alroight! LET'S DO THIS!"
She gets down off her horse and starts running toward the nearest bandit, drawing her greataxe as she goes.
Alistair:
Bonifacious:
Cerian:
Mogwag:
Victrix:
Bandits:
Cerian gets off his horse quickly and sends an arrow at the lt blue bandit while Victrix also dismounts and grabs her axe... then bandits react to the challenge and their leader yells for them to kill the newcomers...and they charge forward armed with axes and swords and spears...
Orange rushes up to strike at Victrix...
... drawing blood on the red head...while the others move into position...
Combat 1st Round
Bandits
Cerian, Victrix, Alistair, Bonifacious, Mogwag
Victrix takes the blow like a woman possessed and roars in the bandit's face!
"RRRRAAAAAAAAA!"
She swings her greataxe at the fool...
...and ends up missing wildly.
Then she does something mad.
Namely, lunging forward and trying to bite the man.
Which doesn't go well either.
Alistair puts his hands over his face. He would have been quite happy to avoid this conflict. Does the concept of payment for labor and labor only for payment not mean anything to you people. Can't let my assets come to harm though, let's be on with it. Bandit capturing like the local watch it is I guess! Tally Ho!
The Bard will begin to belt an operatic tune, the Flight of a Erinyes to inspire courage in everyone as he draws his trusty new mace and protects Cerian's flank.
He took a step back and launched an arrow at the man in front of Alistair.
We are moving into an area to stop an orc invasion... to help people... this is a start my friend.
He called out to Alistair.
Alistair squints hard and in an exaggerated theatrical way. Are these folk orcs? They look plenty human to me and weren't gonna start a scuffle with us. I had no quarrel with them til they started firing arrows at us just for being near you!
Moving a step forward and drawing his hammer and invoking the help of his god to gain more accuracy, Bonifacius smashes the green eyes bandit with his hammer.
Cerian and Bonifacius both strike at their foe while Victrix seems to have some issues impressing her new found companions while Alistair is dancing in front of people trying to kill him...
Round 1
Come and Face Mogwag and this will be your end he shouts getting ready for combat
the blue bandit tries to hit Victrix...
... MISS
The pink bandit moves around a rock outcropping to attack the elf bowman...
... HIT
the purple bandit tries to hit the dancing bard...
... HIT
the orange bandit also tries to hit Victrix...
... HIT
the lt blue bandit steps forward and swings at Bony...
... MISS
the green bandit also swings at Bonny...
... MISS
2nd Round
Bandits-went
Team is up
the men by the wagons try to stand but are struggling due to their injuries...
Without words he took attack of the bandit and used its force to help him slide away once more drawing an arrow smoothly and loosing it at the bandit in front of the bard.
Round 2
Mogwag will 5ft step and full attack one of the bandits that is facing the dwarf
You had your chance to flee bandit.... he calmly tells him befor launching and all out attack
Cerian moves and sends another arrow at the bandit attacking the bard hitting him in the shoulder but not dropping him...
Mogwag steps forward and disembowels the blue foe facing the dwarf ho previously had an arrow sticking in his chest...
Alistair looks enormously aggrieved that the bandit dared to hit him
You know I WAS on your side at one point here!
The Bard continues to dance and brings down the mace, saying some magic words under his breath to make it crackle with a maroon energy in a sweeping movement meant to catch the purple clothed bandit across the chest.
Swinging the hammer doublehanded back, and feeling the bards song dictate his moves Bonifacius presses his attack. [ooc]If that is enough for the green eyed bandid he will move forward to offer flanking to the barbarian.
Bonny strikes at the green bandit, crushing his skull and dropping him. Bonny then takes a 5 ft forward stepping over the body of the lt blue bandit.
Victrix swings wildly at Orange...
...then follows up with a lunging bite at Blue.
Victrix cleaves the orange foe almost in half with her great axe and then bites at the second brigand drawing blood on his arm...
the teal brigand shouts out "They are all mad and crazy!" after seeing Victrix' battle prowess..."Flee!" and the brigands break away from combat running into the woods...
He drew an arrow and nocked it drawing aim to the back of one of the fleeing bandits.... and then slowly eased the bowstring back, resheathing the arrow into his quiver. With only a mild look of Disdain towards Alistair he moved quickly torwards the merchants.
Are you all well?
He asked
Victrix feels her rage start to fade as the bandits start fleeing for their lives. "YEAH! YEH'D BETTER FLEE!"
Cowardly little bastards.
She then feels the salty-iron tang of blood in her mouth and starts spitting repeatedly to get it out. "Eww--eww--eugh... did I seriously jus' DO that?!"
Mogwag just indeed saw all of that Vitrix, you grew small pinty fangs and tore flesh as you bit the poor sucker, Just like ñogwag does. Mogwag is proud of you yet: Mogwag knows you have old orcish blood burried somwhere deep in your ancestry's line he says pointing to the bite mark he did on the bandit he fought
Victrix doesn't feel much better after Mogwag points out where he bit a bandit. "...huh." She cringes and wipes her mouth, leaving a red streak of blood on her arm.
She shakes her head and follows Cerian over to the merchants. "Do any of yeh need 'ealin'?"
"Stay back! I will use this! More robbers are you!" one of the wounded merchants says waving a stick at the group as he cradles the more injured one in his lap.
Victrix comes to a stop, feeling her temper start to flare up again.
...wait wait wait. They're just scared. Calm down. I mean, you DID just chop someone in half and tear a chunk out of another with your g@*~*@ned teeth. You bloody lunatic. What the hell is WRONG with you?!
"Sir, I assure yeh we mean yeh no harm. We've got healin' magic for yehr injuries, and we're offerin' 'em with no strings attached." She replies, putting her axe away and holding her hands out in front of her.
Mogwag seeks not harm to any of you or your merchandise. Mogwag will continue on his trip down south, but Mogwag is interested in learning about the sate of the roads from where you came from. Mogwag wants to know of any trouble in front of him
he add puting his weapon back in place and showing his empty hands as a gesture of "peace"