Kalim alters reality with a wish, giving himself True Seeing.
As you scan the room there is table of 4 mercenaries sitting with a young woman. They are speaking with her, minding their own business.
The young woman is actually a male human. He appears to be wearing a cloak made out of bone and he is holding quarter staff made of bone with skull on top. He is wearing a headband, and amulet, a couple rings, You a fairly certain he has many more items on his person that you can't see. Your eyes do meet and he exhibits no fear. You also notice there is an invisible owl perched on the top shelf of the bar.
The beggar begins to flap his arms like wings. "AWWWWWWK...AWWWWWK!"
Duncan noted the mercenaries and turns back to his drink mulling over the cup a moment.
It wasn't a crime to be of villainous intent in and of itself. So starting a battle in here with no justification wasn't in the cards, nor would his goddess agree with it. But maybe he didn't need to start a fight.
That sword resonated strongly of evil. Common inert weapons did not do that so it was not only enchanted but the creator must've been a fiend in his own right. Worth an honest attempt to remove it from public access.
And if they did start a fight he was on his home turf and a famous warrior in this town. Local law support was unlikely to be a problem. But why go into honest negotiations wilt evil unprepared. You never knew how such an interaction could go. He had a couple of protections that wouldn't need verbal or somatic components to give his spell casting away.
He turns back towards Karnong and whispers Them at the table er an evil sort and that sword is hummin' wit the stink O villainy. Not a common item. Ready yeself, I'm gonna attempt ta buy it Then the dwarf hitches up his belt a notch tighter speaking quietly to his Magical Scabbard. Cast Bless on me sword when I draw it
He reaches to his belt and pulls out his tankard of the drunken hero, emblazoned with the symbol of Iomedae and drinks from it, which activates it's magic granting him HEROISM for the next 30mins. He then places it back on his belt.
Then he looks again at the Evil sword being carried by the mercenary.
Ho There! Fellow, that be a finely crafted hilt if I ever saw one
He strolls over to the seated Mercenary.
Ne'er seen ye round before but I be a Smith O some skill and can recognise skilled work
There be a fine trade market Fer such things about this town, might'n be I'd be a buyer if ye were wishin ta make some coin?
Duncan when you speak towards the table and take your first step the young woman says, "Good sir, please stay put, we caused no issue here. And this is one of those times you should just lick your days wounds and not search out trouble." Her voice is calm yet authoritative. Her hand motions to your groups many visible wounds showing.
The old beggar stumbles off the bar stool and directly into Duncan's path flapping his arms. "I have wings like a dragon. Get on my back and we can fly."
If anyone takes an overt movement towards the table we'll go into initiative.
Initiative order:
Young woman
Guards
Karnog
Nym
Duncan
Desmond
Kalim
"Duncan, leave it be. They ain't done nothing here in town and ain't causing us no trouble. There is no reason to bust up the alehouse and get a bunch of people hurt or killed for nothing, right?"
Karnog raises his voice, and mug, towards the lady speaking.
"Lass, we're all just on edge here, and definitely don't wanna go picking fights over nothing. If you'd like to sit and talk for a spell, you're welcome, if you'd like to mind your selves, I'm game there too."
Karnog whispers to Duncan in dwarven:
It looks like one of the guards, a half elf, who has breastplate on and scimitar nearby would like to inject but he does hold his tongue.
The young woman responds to Karnog, "We are fine at our table by ourselves."
In a hissy voice the old man says, "Ssssettle down or they'll eats you alive."
"Oh No they won't...only gators, whales, and dragons eats you alive. They no gator, whale, or dragon." The beggar responds.
Duncan does pause in his movement. The woman wasn't radiating any evil herself and his play had been made.
She was holding, and given the state of Duncan and his companions perhaps that was worth considering. Run of the mill mercenaries were not normally a challenge for even a single member of his group, given their advanced talents.
He wondered if she was their leader or merely attempting to hire them on.
He bowed to the woman.
It HAS been a long day. Fear not Fer me wounds girl, I heal real fast. But I'll leave ye ta yer business.
He turns back to Karnog and sits back down.
Getting overconfident or stupid in me old age. Day ain't over and didn't bother fixing our ailments for comfort O being back in Town. Dunno if'n ye wanna head out again today, but either way, let's clean ourselves up shall we and move onto whatever the next step is.
Kalim casts tongues.
Duncan gets up ready to leave. They did look a ragged bunch and would likely burn through many uses of their wands and a good bit of Karnong's healing waves before being ready to battle again.
The beggar continues to flap around the area squawking semi-coherent muttering to himself. He eventually finishes up his tankard of beer. He slams the empty mug down and proclaims, "I've never meet another survivor before. We are few." With that he begins to walk to the exit.
"Yes, let us go and find a more private area. We can heal up and prepare out next sortie from there."
Duncan places a hand on the old man, to stay him before he leaves Survivor? What're ye Fer, old man?
The dwarf was ready to leave but fate was a funny thing and in a world of magic, gods and demons the ramblings of a madman could mean something...
"Eight of us found it, eight went in, I alone survived his wrath." He shakes his head, "the fear, the torment, the fire, he toyed with us. I watched him eat each comrade. I gladly gave him my foot and he let me live. Years later and I still piss meself."
"Are you talking about the dragon, old timer? Giant fire breathing lizard, full of magic and evil? Do you know where it lairs?"
Suddenly interested in the drunkard's ramblings, Karnog absent mindedly channels to heal everyone within 30', then draws his wand and begins tapping Kalim with it.
healing
6/8 channels remaining
39/50 charges left on wand CLW
Nym sits quitely watching the surface dwellers and there antics
"Are you talking about the dragon, old timer? Giant fire breathing lizard, full of magic and evil? Do you know where it lairs?"
Suddenly interested in the drunkard's ramblings, Karnog absent mindedly channels to heal everyone within 30', then draws his wand and begins tapping Kalim with it.
He uses his knuckles and hits his head twice. "You're a smart one."
The other voice appears, "Dwarf is dense...dummy."
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NYM:
The guards and the young woman are looking at your party's antics.
Duncan feels Karnog's healing wave wash over him and a good portion of his wounds heal.
Once Karnog starts pulling his wand however he ushes everyone out the door, since the Guards and woman he's just spoken to earlier were still taking an interest.
Since her own comment was that they looked worse for wear, he hoped the sight of a cleric healing allies wouldn't trigger any aggression.
He ushers his allies towards door, where men pretending to be women couldn't hear their conversation or next moves.
He allows them to keep talking as he shoos everybody along, and pulls his on wand of CLW and taps himself for a full 2mins (20uses) before offering it to his friends. He ushers them towards a familiar area (the nearest Goodly temple or failing that, the smithy)
Duncan casts detect magic on the Old man, not sure if his madness was natural or magical. He had a Cleanse spell prepared if the man was cursed...
The dwarf looks at the tip of his wand when he is finished healing himself. That went quick. Gonna need a new one soon. Now man, we're ye friends, what'd ye after with a dragon? where's tha lair?
As Duncan and Karnog begin their healing process the Old beggar leaves the alehouse. He doesn't wait on the group, nor does he appear to care if you heal yourself or not.
The old beggar is not hustling but he is not waiting for you. The beggar continues to flap his arms and squawk loudly as he moves away.
The beggar is still insight when you hear warning bells. You can't see what is causing the warning from your current position, the building are blocking your view to most of the town. In other words, you will need move and reposition yourselves in order to get a full sense of what is happening. As the bells ring activity starts to stir as windows open and candles can be seen.
"You have GOT to be kidding me! This night just never seems to want to end."
Karnog stows his wand and casts his most powerful self-buff spell, growing silvery white wings and casting light in a sparking aura in a flash.
"I can't use the breath of life spell again today, so please avoid nearly dying again. And if you have potions, now's the time to use 'em!"
Kalim accepts the heals and lets the old beggar go. Perhaps one day he could heal his madness, but many things were more pressing.
On the sound of the warning bells, Duncan inclines his head to the commotion.
Trouble again. If ye're ready let's move
Duncan will use a Move Action to FLY 40ft towards the noise (Drawing his sword and shield as part of the Move), His sentient Scabbard, did as was earlier commanded and Cast Bless Weapon on the sword.
He will use a Fervour SWIFT action to cast CURE SERIOUS WOUNDS on himself and having to sacrifice his SEARING LIGHT spell to do it.
He'll then use a BLESSING standard Action to SUMMON a LILLEND AZATA. As it appears in front on him, he speaks. Need ya ta heal me an Start yer song. We good trouble looming an we need ta be battle ready. The LILLEND acts on Duncan's turn using a Standard action to Cure Serious Wounds on the Dwarf and Beginning to INSPIRE COURAGE
Karnog, glowing with a silver light, uses his new angel wings to ascend 30' and scan the town. He looks towards the sound of the alarm, but tries to keep both his allies and the surrounding area of the tavern in sight as well.
(Darkvision 60', low-light vision)
Note: go to the campaign info tab and look under the Settlement and Entablements Tab. there you will find a link to the Fentonville Map.
The group is outside of Slywink.
Nym and Kalim you're both still on the ground. (I didn't see you post otherwise.)
Desmond, higher than the others (although invisible to most), shouts down. "The caravan staging area is on fire! Should I charge ahead or stay with the group?!"
"Looks like it was strafed with fire. Our dragon friend may be back."
"Ugh, of course it came to the town. Why wouldn't the beast simply leave us alone?"
Karnog flies higher and casts barkskin on himself, using a charge off his extend rod to double the duration.
"If you have magic to shield you from fire, use it! I have a single-target spell remaining, Kalim, and a short duration blessing to assist against energy attacks."
For his part, he trusts his canny companions with recon. Kalim buffs, re-upping Shield and See Invisible, and granting the party Stoneskin. "Anyone want to get big?"
Duncan MOVES to equalise the distance to all his allies, and Standard action to touch everyone who allows themselves to accept his spell Gather round, the lot o'ye. I'll protect us from FIRE.
To the Lillend Azata, Flapping and Humming it's Inspiring tune he asks, Cast INVISIBILITY on Meself please, don't wanna get chomped again. Keep yer eyes peeled and yer singing goin'
After the protections are dispesned he hovers next to Kalim, I'm Here, boy, ye can make me Big. Gonna give the dragon nother surprise this time. The Summoned Outsider complies.
Now someone who can see the damned thing Mark it fer me
"Ugh, of course it came to the town. Why wouldn't the beast simply leave us alone?"