Talinthal Uth Mondor's WOtR (Inactive)

Game Master nightdeath

I couldnt think of a way to explain that he was gone. I didnt want to NPC him.

"Ok, that was rather disturbing. He musta snatched the wrong purse."

I have never seen anything like that....he, he... Is he dead?

Vorshek looks around, and seems agitated.

We... We must continue on. There seems to be... No trace of him left...

Nalun examines the air in which the elf once stood.

I've heard of....demons reclaiming those that once served them. Do you think this is what happened?! That demon worshippers would infiltrate the crusade's own ranks! This would explain much...

Oh Terendelev, such a beautiful sight...gone.

"Let us carry him along. More incentive to get out of here."

can Nalun see the rest of his things? Glaive and scroll cases.

Si

Windsworn nearly loses his grip on the ledge he's climbing but manages to retrieve his prize and make his way down as calmly as he could with all his sense screaming to battle.

"Windsworn greets you. What is your name?"

My name is Nalun Elzrahar, follower of the Eternal Rose and recently of Taldor.

"Now that you know his name Windsworn, you gotta feed him and keep him. "

Windsworn looks puzzled.
"Windsworn thinks that Friend Dennis not mean I keep all of you and must feed you all? Windsworn may not have enough to do so...."

Exasperated that his humor flew way over the target "Nevermind, I'm sure you'll get by Windy. "

Nalun smiles at the humor in this desperate circumstance. Such things give him great joy and hope that this Crusade will be successful.

Is anyone injured? My Lady grants me powers to help the sick and wounded. Then we must find a way out of this cavern.

"The lady seems to be a lot worse for wear. You might want to give her a look. She seems to have gotten the worst of the cave in. "

Ah, yes of course

Nalun goes to the injured woman and prays over her injury

Beauteous Shelyn, Goddess of Quiet Contemplation, heal this woman's injuries.

Channel Positive: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Friends, I know I have just joined you. But we must combine our efforts if we are to escape this place, the Crusade cannot be successful if we bicker among ourselves. That path leads only to defeat and the stakes are much too high to allow that.

Just to be sure, there are 8 of us total right? 5 PC's and 3 NPC's? Also, everyone should be healed 5 HP, channel is 30'

I thought that there were 6 PCs, one for each trait.

Sorry for lack of posting yesterday. I worked 17 hours straight and was exhausted when I got off.

Yes, Nalun, I agree wholeheartedly. Let's move on. I'll continue to take point.

Vorshek continues on the path forward.

My apologies, I haven't seen Thanguron post at all, I assumed he was out. On a side note, its a snow day so I'll be around all day.

Nalun nods at Vorshek indicating he will see to the wounded.

"Windsworn not bicker with anyone. Honest."

What's in the pack that Windsworn picked from the ledge?

Vorshek will stop at the three way intersection.

This room looks like it goes back the way we came, but we may find some more survivors there, perhaps we should check it out before moving forward.

Talking about A2

"Windsworn agrees with friend Vorshek"

"Also never a good idea to leave enemies at your back. "

The pack itself is a a wonderful quality that contains 10 days of trail rations, a f lint and steel, a set of caltrops, two flasks of oil, a bundle of 12 arrows and 2 potions.

A2:

This smaller cavern appears to have once served as a campsite
or temporary lair. A torn bedroll lies next to the cold remains of
a fire. A pile of bones, broken equipment, and rubble lies just
past the campsite.

Dennis will search through the stuff in the off chance that there is something useful.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

finding nothing "Looks like a bust, let's keep moving. "

Vorshek moves into the last area

Nalun casts a minor cantrip designed to detect magic on the items that Windsworn found. He follows along, helping the injured woman.

m'lady, my name is Nalun Elzrahar, cleric of Shelyn. Might I inquire as to your name?

The lady responds, Thank you for asking my name, you are the only person who inquired as to who I am, at least I think, I got bumped on the head and I think I have a broken leg. My name is Anevia Tirabade

Dennis make a perception check.

Truly a pleasure mistress Tirabade. Let's see if we can fashion you something to support your weight. A crutch of sorts.

Nalun will glance around for a suitable chunk of wood or other material that could be used as a crutch.

As he does so he inquires as to the names of the other two survivors and their medical conditions.

any magic in the pack?

You detect magic from the potions.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 Nalun studies the auras of the potions and thinks he might know their purpose.

Nalun addresses himself to the human and elf whose names he does not yet know

Milord's, my name is Nalun Elzrahar, late of Taldor, a humble follower of the Eternal Rose. Have either of you suffered wounds? or is there something else I might do to assist you while my more martially minded friends find us a way out of this locale?

Beltin sets the lady down only if she his better. If the bone is still sticking out of the flesh and the splint is still needed, he will not.

"I tried to introduce myself, but you were unconscious, so I decided to wait for a more social setting my lady. Beltin, Beltin Benedict."

Vorshek looks back over his shoulder.

I too, introduced myself while you were unconscious. That does not, however, excuse my lapse of manners. My name is Vorshek Firesoul, paladin of Ragathiel, and defender of Kenabres. If I can assist you, just let me know. For now, I'm trying to get us out of here all in one piece. I know not what we'll find when do escape, but my suspicions sadden and frighten me.

"Windsworn is Windsworn. Happy to meet you Friend Anevia."

Holding the torch up high.
"Hail Friend Dennis, Windsworn thinks if there is nothing, we move on?"

Yeah, into the last area on the map.

"Ok, on we go. You taking point Vorshek or you want me there? " either way they will probably end up as the front line (which doesn't mean much in a party full of melee).

I shall take point. I can perfectly in this darkness.

As Dennis is looking through the garbage two insects erupt from the mess to attack him. They are cockroaches but are the size of small dogs.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
1d4 ⇒ 4

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
1d4 ⇒ 3

Both hit because I'm flat footed

HP 5/12

"Gah, what the hells is this?!?"

"Friend Dennis!!! Windsworn comes to aid you!!"

Windsworn charges in with axe raised. One handed as the other is holding a torch. AC 15 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 = 141d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Windsworn charges infront with his rage fueling his charge as he slams into one of dog-sized insects.

Dennis swings his blade at one of the bugs that attacked him, though the sudden attack apparently has him off his stride.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Is there a map to be looked at?

Nalun will move behind Windsworn and use his Bit o'Luck ability allowing Windsworn to roll twice on any single d20 roll for the next round.

Blessings of Shelyn upon you Windsworn.

Vorshek turns and charges, raising his sword high for a powerful downward slash, attacking the one Dennis attacked.

Power Attack with Great Sword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 6) + 7 = 17

That was the surprise round. Now it is initiative

Thanguron1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Windsworn1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Beltin1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Dennis1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Vorskek1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Nalun 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Cucharachas 1d20 ⇒ 1

Poor little roaches get smashed and cut up.

They started it.

Any info on the potions that detected as magic, see above post for spellcraft roll.

Those roaches were definitely evil. I should have smited them. Lol

Map in my stat line Nalun. Cockroach started it. We ended it. Next time they should pick on someone their own size.....eh?......Wait......That didn't come out right.

You bugged the poor little things. They were minding their own business until you decided to disturb their heap, lol.