Manny gives Ruul his potion of CLW. Only one I have.
The woman is not amused.
"Not "forlorn" or not a virgin?" she whispers, straining with the effort.
"Your fate hinges on this question, so I'll ask again. Are you a virgin?"
"Sorry.. It isn't supposed to hurt, but I suppose it needs some work, yet." the young man says in passing, ducking behind a rock.
"It's an altered blue whinnis, actually. I'm trying to become the master of the nonlethal takedown. Especially useful against those Aspis jerks."
Probably referring to the Aspis Consortium, a bunch of treasure hunters that menace the Pathfinder Society.
I dun't understand people's all'a'ways askin' me that. If'n I be sayin' somat...why wouldn't I be sayin' it right at tha' time? I mean, t'is one of tha' things we teach tha' sprats...Ye say somat whut's not right an' eventually, y'know after forty or so years, the right of it will be worked out by folks. Ye ken?" Sunny explains.
"As fer that verging word. Does it mean..." And she closes her eyes as she concentrates...."M'self involved in certain pro-lick-cavities?" And Sunny beams as she gets the big word out.
" 'Cause, y'know, tha' Lady Calistra? She be proper worshiped at home. Like all'a t'other deities of tha' kin." Sunny smiles.
"You sound a lil' funny. Has ye seen to a healer fer yer ills?" Sunny asks, looking a little concerned for the woman's raspy seeming voice.
[ooc]It's random. Sorry, wish I could tell you more.[ooc]
"This grows tiresome. If you have made love to another physically," she gasps. "-I cannot use you."
"Awe...does that mean we in't gon'a be friends?" She asks sincerely.
The woman snorts derisively and regards Sunny like one would a worm, lamenting the lack of virgins present in the woods in this day and age.
"Cute." she hacks, obviously thinking it to be anything but.
She motions to Hersh, who blanches.
"She is Corqui's. the woman whispers.
"But, shouldn't we wait until-,"
"Do not contradict me."
"Very well, I shall deliver her after he is done with the others."
With that, the woman turns to leave the room, disinterested.
"Fuzzles" wipes his brow and exhales.
"Finally..." - Zeriax nods back at his companion, staring into the distance, and trying to gauge how many, and what kind of organization they have.
"I don't like doing this, lass. For what it's worth, I'm sorry you're mixed up in this. I don't think quitting would be an option even if there was a job that'd take the pup."
"Can I get my crossbow back? With the tranquilizers?" the still-unnamed adventurer asks in a whisper to Manny, who appears to be the one with the reins. His back is to a tree.
You can just make out a crude wall with torches burning atop it. It's made of palisades. There's also a small rise behind it that leads into a short cliffside. Perhaps there's also a cave?
"Other wise....I mean, tha' lass seemed ta' be sayin' we in't being friends..." :(
"Heck, given' what ye be sayin' about yer shine by seven day I could be payin' ye way..." Sunny folds her arms and almost seems to pout.
"She's a heartless necromancer. I don't think friendship is in her nature. Besides, you don't have coin, and I don't even think you know where your next job woulda been, let alone ours. Besides, I would not bring that Corqui fellow. That's Lorness' partner, and he's a right creep."
The "Pup" snaps out of whatever trance he was in.
"Sorry, been dreamin' again. What's tha verdict?"
Hersh groans. "Corqui."
"Ah. All of 'er?"
"That is my assumption."
Zeltor describes what he sees - "There is a crude wall with torches burning atop it. Seems made of palisades. There's also a small rise behind it that leads into a short cliffside. Maybe there's also a cave - I cannot be sure"
"Do too has shine. Ye'd already bin skippin' if'n ye'd known where me stash were." She pouts crossly.
There is one that comes out as your speaking, dressed in leathers. He stops as Ruul missteps in the approach and peers out into the darkness. He starts to come towards you.[
A new light appears and begins to approach.
Manny vanishes into the darkness like a vanishing goblin and gets ready to bushwhack the figure.
Sorval Slips up like a cat; rapier once more at the ready...
With Sorval's slip-up, the lanternbearer comes ever-closer, and everyone else can see the bandit, just as he sees Ruul and Sorval.
Zeltor immediately unleashes a volley at the guard, chosing to attack with blunt tipped arrows, as the man may provide them with useful information about the remaining bandits.
Sorval attempts to sling an orb of acid at the bandit, but misses handily.
"Gee...I wonder who that could be..?" Sunny wonders quietly to herself, thence returns to humming.
(^_~)
Ruul's shuriken manages to score a significant gash on the lantern-bearing foe.
Being that he is bleeding heavily, he starts sprinting back to the camp/
Manny full moves and sends a sling bullet at him
The ne'erdowell is nicked, but not stopped.
Not yet. Too far away. But you can hear people conversing and laughing in the next room.
Round 2
Zeltor lifts his bow, sensing the urgency of not letting the alarm be raised, and lets two arrows fly at the fleeing man.
