The Journey of the New Lords! (Inactive)

Game Master Dalgar the Great

Bastard old man.

"Sometimes you just have to get."

Gird is walking alongside the cart at this point having returned from a patrol, upon hearing the conversation

"Ah! Youth so refreshing. ."

The boy flips the blanket off him. Fine I'm up! What do you want?

I want you to get to work. I'm waiting to check your projected array and syllable choice for the messaging can trip.

And so the day goes on. After a few days traveling you finally crest a hill and set eyes on a structure with a wooden perimeter wall around it. A once mighty balistia stands on one wall, now in shambles. The gates stand open. You know this is the last semblance of civilization you will see. Welcome to the Stolen Lands.

Kavalina looked towards decrepit wooden fort, "Halt!" she says to Harman.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"Anyone see anything?"

Harman pulls the reins to stop the mules and looks at the fort.Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Gird will stalk forward to the fort stealthily chacking it out

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Garbund tries to see if there's anything amiss.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

need to see what we are getting into' Elek, nodding to the lady, rides ahead of the wagon with Garbund. As they approach the open gate, Elek, stopping his stallion in the gateway, looking around calls out to the structure. "Ho the fort we are travelers! May we approach?"

perception: inside the fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"See anything Mr.Elek? Kavalina calls out, hopping from the cart.

Garbund will dismount, telling Onyx to stay, and will follow Elek, with his stonebow ready.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Through the open gate you see a portly man wave you down. As you approach he

Hail strangers! Welcome to the last stop before nothing but a sea of trees. I got food and supplies if you need them, otherwise you can hit the road.

do we have any written documentation for our expedition, I can't remember, if so who wants to volunteer to carrying it?

As the man begins to approach Elek dismounts the bay and reaches out to shake the mans hand, smiling. "I am Elek Kardforgató my associates and I have come to the stolen lands to help bring civilization to it. We will be happy to purchase supplies from you, and learn any information someone as experienced as yourself can offer. We are here to help and hopefully someday you will see us a friends and neighbors."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Harman drives his mule team up to the gates. Ho good sir! My name is Harman, what equipment would you suggest?

Assuming we have a charter from Brevoy and that they'd give it to the most noble[/b]

"I am Gird Medvyed and I have some documentation for our expedition" Gird pulls out the charter signed by the party and stakeholders in Brevoy and presents it to the man

"Food and supplies sounds welcome, what do you have?"

Diplomacy aid for Elek trying for 30: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 [ooc] ah well...

"By Shelyn's grace, people."

"Not too friendly, that one!"
"He probably only has wolves and marauders for company `round here."

Addressing the portly man, Garbund says:
"We're just out to do some exploring and such. Just as my friends said."

"I cold probably use a few extra sling bullets, myself."
"If you have any in stock, of course.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Kavalina decides to spend the time drawing rough sketches of the fort and its layout.