Marckus whines the whole way back to the camp. "Man, that didn't make me feel tougher. It made me feel weaker." He says, noting a small tremor in his hands. "I hope there's magic that can fix this." He thinks for a moment, then makes a determined face. "I just need those elves to finish my new armor. Then I'll be invincible."
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Sileth quickly stifles a laugh at the sight of Kronug ruining the heroic scene by projectile vomiting. But nevertheless happy that we all made it back in one piece.
So what now? Cuddle time for Jean? Kronug searching for his hottie? Come on people, do something!
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Kronug will indeed search for his qt-3.14. The day's been overall awesome: crits, killing drows and trogs, explosions, so he intends to finish it as well as he started it.
The only thing that the kellid tells his broyos in armos is "I'll see ya tomorrow morning, I bet we'll have some briefing and chatting with Jean's bombacious friend. Speaking of that... Rags, sneak Jean away if she appears before I rejoin you."
Ulthar's gonna try to find a decent drink in the moonshine distillery (Re: a bar) to give the elves a fair shot. They can't all suck, right?
Marckus goes shopping for a ranged weapon.
Either would be available.
A messenger finds you each (either together or individually and informs you of your audience with the Queen in the morning). Jean, is the exception. He is summoned this very night.
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Why would you need arrows for javelins?
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Jean thinks in a way to avoid the "deed", but coming out empty approaches his allies and say goodbye to them.
"Remember me like this, alive, and happy."
He marches bravely, head high, to face his destiny.
Sileth joins Marckus on his shopping expedition.... Very curious about this bow that is rumored to shoot javelins instead of arrows
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Ulthar salutes Jean with a tear in his eye.
Marckus:
You can dual wield javelins. You can't dual wield bows. Duel wielding ballistae would be rather hard on the carrying capacity (it is a bow which shoots javelins).
Ulthar: You head for a local canteen set up for the troops to unwind after battle. It's full of hicks in their uniform overalls. The choices are corn sqeezins or some kind of fortified apple wine.
Kronug: You find your elven hottie, but she merely teases you all night long while sipping at her drinks. Any time you get over eager, she mentions her pappy has something called a 12 gauge, and you will mind your manners.
@Buzzard - I will make sacrifices for the sake of the double ballistae.
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human sacrifices?
But back to carrying capacity, a single ballista is basically your heavy carrying capacity (around 400 lbs). You need to bulk up.
You need to find a wizard first as your party has a manwich and a magus. Neither has ant haul on their spell list.
Jean can be my wizard.
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You need to find a wizard first as your party has a manwich and a magus. Neither has ant haul on their spell list.
*Ahem*
Well Jean does too, but neither he nor you would want to be called a wizard.
Rags will talk to the locals and try to find out if there is a consensus on why the drow showed up to fight over this old city.
Tease. I've been thinking about the mechanics of carrying a ballista around.
Ultar orders some of the moonshine, and finds it to be rather weak and watery. Apparently elves having a low con score means they are all lightweights.
Morning rolls around and you are summoned to see the Queen.
The tent is as normal, her bulk is as normal, and the courtiers are as normal.
She asks for a report on your mission from the previous day.
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"The facility has been completely, utterly, awesomely... shut down." says the kellid as he bulks up to show his pride and muscles "If you want more information there were... uhm... spidertaurs... troglodytes, I think they were troglodytes... a bomb throwing drow... and a huge amount of alchemical stuff. Everything and everyone got shut down for real."
Kronug scratches the back of his head trying to remember if he forgot anything.
"So wah dummy blew da place up and made da big toxic gas cloud?" looking directly at Kronug
"Da cloud has been a lot of trouble fer our ferces. Please tell me da drow did it to try and keel you."
"Yeeee-up." Marckus says agreeably.
You found a bunch of money earlier, and they don't make repeating ballista.
Well they need to be educated.
*Signals Kronug*
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"They did tried to kill us, but in your name, my Queen, we obliterate them, and the place. I am sorry for the toxic cloud, but believe me, they now know to fear your name, and tremble at your power."
"As do I..." - he thinks for himself.
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"Jean boy's right... but it would be a stain on my kellid honour not to take responsibility for the idea." says Kronug stepping forward.
"I hate drows and I hate magic, and when I saw all the alchemical stuff there I decided to blow everything up and show a huge flaming middle finger to those magicak drows." the kellid kneels, his eyes still fixed on the queen "I am the one to blame and I'm the one to punish if need be, my bros were only witnesses."
Jean stands next to Kronug.
"If you need to punish anyone, that's me, my Queen!"
Ulthar steps next to Kronug.
"Nay! I'm Spartacus! And completely sober."
Forgot to answer Rag's questions.
Basically you're here because they are here. None of the Elves are quite sure why they are present, but it probably has to do with their eeeeeevil master plan.
"At least yinz are honest abaht yinzes sucko decision. However try not so rash in da future. Dere will be no punishment. Except maybe fer Jean, since he likes it."
In the middle of your discussion, a harried looking elf rushes in
"My liege!" he says to the large blubber pile on the divan. "A bunch of scouts are trapped in a building and need rescued anat. Most of our ferces are already committed."
and the Queen looks over at you lot again.
"Looks like yinz jobs jes keep commin. "
"At least yinz are honest abaht yinzes sucko decision. However try not so rash in da future. Dere will be no punishment. Except maybe fer Jean, since he likes it."
Jean sudders.
...and the Queen looks over at you lot again.
"Looks like yinz jobs jes keep commin. "
Jean, still in shuddering lightly, bows and runs out of the place.
"Looks like we're not going to have another relaxing day at camp...Do you guys want to pick up materials to blow up this building as well before we go :p ? "
"Don't he want to wait to find out where yinz all gowin?" she says after Jean beats feet.
she has the messenger explain your destination's location.
"Fortunately, we are available to save these elves' bacon."
"There are still Drow left upon this fair land, thus I vote for an Ulfen retreat as my kinsmen do. It is much alike a typical retreat, except into the enemy forces, and we kill them during it."
"I support this concept."
Ok, so you head for the location of the trapped elven patrol. They are pinned down in a ruined tower near another tower occupied by the Drow. The drow in the tower are currently manhandling (elfhandling?) a ballista into position to batter down the walls of the elves shelter. You only have a limited amount of time to clear out the Drow before your allies get whacked by artillery fire.
This would be when a normal party would plan.