The Frostfur Captives (Inactive)

Game Master Rickmeister

Halorn grunts his agreement. He seems slightly annoyed. "I should've noticed earlier, but those #%@@$! goblins were distracting me."

Halorn speaks, "Yeah, we'll be needin' some good shelter tonight. It ain't likely that we'll find a cave, so it's best we start buildin' something in the safest spot we can find now."

"Aye, we don't want to be out in the open. There is a reason dwarves like to live underground."
Survival Untrained to aid: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Halorn, Horatius and Joy are looking for a decent place to hide from the storm. The fir trees are nowhere near, but you do find a lower part (=crevice?), similar to where you found the towers, that can keep you relatively safe from the cold. While making camp, you find the temperature dropping tremendously due to the increasing winds and snow that's sticking to everything.

The goblins are quite unhelpful during the setting up of the camp.
They either argue with each other or mock you guys for doing all the work.

"We can't help! We are rope.. with rope.. catchered? Euhm..."
The goblin scratches his head.

The goblin that has been tied to the horse all day faints from the cold, as his body can't take anymore. The others prod and bite him, but he doesn't wake up.

Remember I can protect one person from the cold

Suvival1d20 ⇒ 9
Fort1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Tiasar tries to see which direction the wind is coming from and hugs that side of the crevice so help block most of it

Jory stealthily approaches the goblin on the horse and wraps a winter blanket around him. He tries to escape notice, as his reputation as the enforcer is at stake.
stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
even recovered arrows: 2d2 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

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Horatius is glad they have found terrain that will aid them in avoiding the worst of the oncoming storm. Moving into the ravine with the rest of the group he assists Halorn in improving the area near one of the walls to provide as much shelter as possible. Working together the party pile rocks and snow to make crude wind breaks and then scavenge what wood can be found to get a small but welcome fire going.

He then assists Yuki in herding the goblins back against the ravine wall where they will be protected from the wind and easier to guard. He is dismayed to find one unconscious but happy to see one of his fellows has wrapped him in a blanket. Gently lifting the creature he places him close to the fire, checking on his condition once he does so.

Gazing at the snow that falls more heavily by the moment in the days dying light he takes a moment to appreciate the beauty of the sight.

"Like so much of untamed nature it is both beautiful and deadly."

Bringing his attention to the task at hand he says,

"Tiasar perhaps it would be best to cast your spell now on anyone effected by the cold or, barring that, on whomever is most susceptible. My suggestion would be for Jory, Halorn and I to take turns at watch so our spell casters can refresh their abilities."

Seeing things are about as ordered as can be hoped he steps away from the group a bit and goes to one knee. He draws his sword and bow placing them carefully before him and then grasps his holy symbol. Bowing his head he gives thanks to Erastil for the victory granted today and prays that the Deadeye grant him the strength to stand against the darkness to come.

Yukie does her best to help set up camp, though she can't do much heavy lifting, and keeping an eye on the goblins remains her priority.

Her brow furrows when one of their small prisoners falls, and one of the others silently appeals to her. She takes a moment to approach Andre, leaving Jory a moment to escape her notice. "Do you still have the power to heal? I hate to abuse your goodwill, but I'm afraid if this one is not brought back on their feet, they may not make it through the night," she says in a worried tone.

Later, Yukie will attend to her own "lodgings". She intends to use branches to shield herself from the snow as well as possible, and she and her tiger will be sleeping more or less huddled together, so as to share body heat.

Tiasar nods to Horatius, then seeing no person has succumbed to the cold yet approaches Yukie. "As of right now it appears Aiko is the only one suffering from the cold. I am rather ignorant of creatures such as him (her?), so unless you think it is rather serious I'm going to wait to see if anybody else suffers from the cold before using my spell on him (her?)"

Fort 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

I will need a consensus about what to do with the goblins. Where will they stay? I've uploaded a crude map, place yourself within the lines please :)

Halorn builds as large a lean-to against one of the walls of the crevice using the longest bare branches as the framework and using the branches with more leaves as the actual roofing material. He puts priority on building enough shelter space for his mount before himself, but hopes to complete shelter for both of them.

fort save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Even dressed warmly, Jory is cold.
nonlethal: 1d6 ⇒ 5

My post has disappeared will redo it

Andre will gather everyone together.
I have just a couple of healings for today that can be used on everyone. I can use those now and tomorrow after prayers my god will grant me more power. I also have the ability to start fires so if we gather enough loose materials I can use a flame jet to make them burn.

Looking at Yuki Andre will pull out a winter blanket.

Have the goblins all huddle together and get under the blanket. Their body warmth as well as being under the blanket should help. I also have a set of cold weather gear if anyone needs it. I should be able to survive the cold well enough

That should put me at full. So who should I protect from the cold, Jory?

Horatius makes his way to Halorn as he's finishing up his lean-to.

"Halorn you seem to be the most skilled at survival of all of us. Perhaps if we were to move about our camp a bit and improve the layout a bit we could improve our fellows chances against the cold."

Halorn, you can roll a survival with a plus 2 from Horatius. Every point you get above 15, you can give someone a +4 to their fortitude.

Everyone: the map is up!

Yukie seems glad that Tiasar is sharing her concerns about her tiger. "Indeed. She has lived in a snowy forest most of her life, but this coming storm is one of the harshest we've seen yet." She then notices Jory sneezing. "Aiko is strong, however. I will accept your aid if Jory refuses it, but if not, I know she will endure." She caresses her tiger's fur reassuringly.

She beams at Andre. "I admire your generosity. It would be too large for the goblins, unfitting for Aiko, and I am well-prepared myself, but perhaps someone else shall take you up on your offer." She looks to the rest of the group.

She lets the goblins decide how to use the blanket themselves. "I will not tuck them in," she quietly jokes to the cleric. "All I hope is that we will not wake up to see one hogging all of it." She briefly considers nailing their blanket to the ground with pitons, but that might be overkill.

Halorn works to build a group shelter area, with fire and appropriate sheltering from the wind. He does his best to make sure that it fits the party plus the goblins. As party members begin to help, he starts falling into his old role and barking orders like a sergeant, "Put that there...No! Over there you lunkhead..!"

What do you do with the goblins?

After fifteen minute, the goblins start complaining and whining that they are hungry. The start throwing snow if you ignore them, whail like banshees, starts fighting amongst themselves, etc.

Yukie, when you pass, they turn their attention on you.
"Mistress, misssstresss!!"
"We so hungry misssstressss!!"
"Halp!! HALP!!"
"Tummy growls! "
"Tummy is tiger!!"
"Aekii taste good?"
"Maybe in fire, Aekii change into chicken?"
"Save me! Them wantz to eat mey!"

Yukie takes a moment to assist Halorn however she can in fine-tuning the camp's layout. While she feels she didn't help much in setting it up, she hopes to make up for it now.

But as expected, the goblins grow restless. Their cries give the tian woman pause. "Chicken... does not work that way," she remarks, raising a hand to her mouth. She signals for them to wait while she retrieves the rations Ragna left them from (I'm assuming) Halorn's horse. She lets those who behaved (relatively) well eat first, and quietly lets it slip that while she's feeling nice tonight, tomorrow goblins who displease her may have to eat rations that taste just like horse droppings.

She also takes a moment to eat and feed her tiger before going to bed, using magic to warm and flavor her ration. She offers to do the same for anyone who decides to have a meal before sleep, too.

Unless someone suggests otherwise, Yukie has the goblins sleep in the center of the camp, not far from Aiko and her. If they wish to escape, they will have to go through the others. If they decide to slit my throat, they will have to go through Aiko.

"More.. Pliez? Pliz? Pease?"
"Mhmmmm yummy!!"
"Can I have more?"
"Horse.. what? Horse drop dead, we can turn it into chicken too?"
"No mistress, everyone behave!"
"Mistress has magic, mistress make chicken?"
"More!!! MORE!!"
"Me still hungry still."
"Ruak behave if Ruak not hungry!"

Rising from his prayers Horatius walks about camp checking on his companions and prisoners. Finding some are suffering from the cold he encourages them to warm up by the fires Halorn has gotten started.

"FIIIRREEE!!!"

Andre will continue to help build thing start and maintain fires. As he does this he doesn't seem at all effected by the cold.

Andre, this is untyped non-lethal damage, without the "cold" subtype, so I'm afraid you will take the damage.. And subsequently heal it.

I will go with your ruling but I do disagree for the rules state that a player who has suffered cold and exposure damage when talking about it in the rules. Kinda like saying a person being cooked over a fire doesnt suffer fire damage but unnamed damage.

Andre puts on his cold weather gear.

Yukie has managed to be a wellspring of patience with these goblins, despite the headaches, but they are starting to abuse it. While they grow louder and beg for seconds, she mutters an incantation under her breath and performs some hand signs.

Her tone and eyes suddenly grow colder than the ambient air, and suddenly... Yes, she's towering over them! "Enough! I shall remind you that you are our prisoners, not our guests. You will eat the same rations as everyone else." Her hood swings back and her hair flies in the wind while snow swirls around her body, and a shadow seems to be cast over her visage... and just as quickly as it came, she dismisses the spell and returns to her original appearance. "And with this, I wish you a good night," she says with a warm voice and a polite bow.

She turns to the rest of the party. "I, um, apologize if I just caused a commotion."

Jory looks around. He is concerned about the cold.

Tiasar laughs as Yukie sits down "Nay, well done" he casts a look over to Jory "I still have that protection spell should you need it"

Despite the peril of the oncoming night Horatius is hard pressed not to show his mirth at Yukies display.

I was very wrong about that one when first we met. he thinks to himself.

Goblins: "..."

All right, the night sets in and all is quiet, except for the snow storm raging overhead. The goblins appear to settle down, exhausted from the long march.

Can everyone tell me what they do after 'dinner'? Taking watch, praying, sharpening blades, etc etc.

Reading. Quietly conversing with Morde. Minor magic (cantrips)

Andre will offer to take a middle watch 2 or 3. He doesn't need a straight rest and is more accustomed to the cold especially with his cold weather gear on.

He will also make sure that the goblins are well protected from the cold and wind.

.. I'd better specify: After dinner and during the night :)

Jory spends his time watching the goblins to make sure they are OK, but ready to beat them senseless when they step out of line. He is a complex dwarf (possibly with a complex).

Halorn wanders through the sheltered area, double checking everyone's work on the shelter they're using.

Horatius will take first watch leaving the later ones for Dwarven darkvision...for what it's worth in the storm.

Horatius finds a spot to sit that gives him a view to either side of the camp. The heavy snows make the effort almost pointless but he holds to his duty none-the-less. As he sits he reviews his gear making sure it has all survived the combat and journey in good order.

From time to time he rises, shaking off the snow that has begun to accumulate on him, and walks the perimeter gazing out into the snow and shadows beyond the firelight.

He continues the routine until he feels the time for the next watch has come. Stretching his muscles and stamping his his feet against the cold he walks over to awaken Andre.

Before sleeping, Yukie takes advantage of the moment's respite from the goblins to go meditate a bit. Before doing so, she fashions a crude little gate-like structure out of short branches, twigs and twine-- called a torii, if anyone bothers to ask or has seen one before. She meditates in front of it for a few minutes and briefly chats with whoever hasn't gone to sleep already before doing so herself.

It doesn't seem like the group needs more volunteers for the watch, but if it does, she and Aiko will take the last.

The following morning, after the storm has subsided, you are in for a rude awakening (if bedding down
with goblins in your midst wasn’t bad enough). A pack of wolves seems to have found your campsite and are desperate enough to attack despite the fire to ward off predators.

The Frostfur goblins appear to be unafraid of the wolves.

Tiasar gets bitten (3dmg), but the others seems to miss. They are growling, and intent on killing!

ok by 'awakening' do you mean literally woke up? as in my spells aren't prepared? either way I know I still have a color spray ready

Tiasar yelps in pain as the teeth dig into him. He reaches into another sand pouch, but this time takes out red yellow and blue sand. He throws it up into the air and shouts "Duerstra mieta!", and the sand explores forward towards the wolves

Catching as many of them as I can in a Color Spray. DC 16 will save

At all: Don't forget that you normally haven't put your armor on, weapon belt strapped, etc. No new spells yet either, except for Yukie (sorcerers don't need prep time, right?)

At this point is the rest of the party awake? Also is the storm continuing or has it slowed/stopped?

Oh brilliant. You all get to see me resort to using a bow lol. Well with how the wolves attacked if I take a 5 foot step north I can catch two of them with my color spray