"So... they were just following orders..?"
Carter sits heavily, putting his head in his hands.
Jenya pats Carter on the back Don't know about that Carter. The lizardfolk shaman seemed pretty clear that the ones who fought us betrayed the tribe and I don't know any place that's any less harsh on charges of treason.
Looking around she says Well it seems like we saved a boy, freed a tribe that will at worst be friendly to Emermark, and got a load of treasure besides. I say we head back to Freewater.
"A good idea. Wit all dis havin passed, we could all use a nice freshen up, non?"
He looks over at Etienne. "So, 'ow did you get dat kind of beast to be your mount? Dey aren't exactly known for timid demeanor."
"I say we go look for that slow mantle piece"
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*snicker*...."There's always space for more mantlepieces huh? With the current worg head on display, what sort are you after next?"
Indeed
"I saved his life. And the wyvern agreed to serve as my mount."
Etienne would like the full plate.
White eagle remained rather quiet as the others discussed, he seemed interested in the leather armor that was acquired. do you mind if I make use of this? he asks.
he eventually took a seat, and pulled out a pipe, to have a smoke.
once it everyone was ready He packs up his things to head back.
"I saved his life. And the wyvern agreed to serve as my mount."
"Dat must 'ave been some event indeed for dat to 'appen. Care to share de tale on our way back?"
Carter will insist on stripping the lizard folk that were the true evil ones of anything they had on, explaining that that don't deserve to take it to the afterlife. He would insist on leaving the jewelry and etc on any casualties that were not at fault.
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The Lizardfolk combatants are quickly stripped of their jewelry and treasures, their bodies are thrown into the swamp that they might rot and return some good to the land. Haslet informs you that he will lead his people on rebuilding their simple way of fishing and hunting, without disturbing or harassing 'pink skins'.
From there you head back to Freewater. The area you must cross is relatively well trod and poses little danger to a party as large and as heavily armed as yours.
You return to your stronghold and proceed to liquidate your plunders.
In cash, jewelry, gems and trade goods you liberated 7437gp from the Lizardfolk.
After that you are left with:
mwk cold iron longspear
tree feather token
ring of swimming
+1 chainmail
mwk full plate
mwk heavy wooden shield
mwk buckler
wand of shield
potion of resist energy electricity cl 3 300 gp
potion remove blindness deafness cl 5 750 gp
2 pot cure light 50 gp
potion of vanish 50 gp
potion of oil pass without trace 50 gp
potion of arcane mark 25 gp
potion of protection from good 50 gp
arcane scroll of transmute mud to rock cl 9 1125 gp
divine scroll of plane shift cl 9 1125 gp
arcane scroll of dispel magic cl 5 375 gp
arcane scroll of arcane mark cl 1 13 gp
arcane scroll of phantom trap cl 3 200 gp
divine scroll cure moderate wounds cl 3 150 gp
divine scroll of raise dead cl9 6125 gp
11 PCs participated in the Assault on the Lizard King's village (Anton, Carter, White Eagle, Etienne, Jenya, Kyras, Miyuki, Raven, Sebastian, Turin and Zartana.) Each of these gets a share of the cash, 676 gp each. Plus a share of anything you decide to sell.
For slaying the Dragon of the Narlmarches the members of Fox's Antlers receive a bounty of 3,600gp to divide amongst themselves.
Upon his safe return home Tig Tonnerson's parents quickly spread the good word about the founder's noble deeds and the Kingdom of Emmermark receives a Loyalty bonus of +2.
Anything I forgot?
Anton, Sebastian, Carter, Etienne, and Miyuki were the dragon slayers, each receiving 720 gp if divided evenly.
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Miuki wouldn´t mind the shield wand
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The day after returning you are all fed and well rested, in clean clothes and ready to conduct the affairs of your kingdom, in your lovely council chambers.
Just as you are about to begin discussing affairs. You notice a sound coming from outside. One of the guards opens a window and peers out. He comes back in and reports that there is a crowd gathered outside in the courtyard and they are listening to a man speak.
"Well now. I am curious who this man is. And i hope this is a VERY new development" she muses out loud
To her sister
"Cause i would hate to take my role seriously"
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Jenya tries to make out what the man in the courtyard is saying from the window of the council chambers.
Zartana will go out to hear and see this man close up. Taking her bow and 2 arrows
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I think maybe we need to make an appearance Jenya says as she relates what she hears Seems like someone doesn't like us Founders heading out into the wilds. You got your worg fur getup on you right Zar?
After a long hot bath, and several hours in contemplative prayer, Sebastian returns to the small room where the books of Emermark are kept. Looking over the sheets of parchment, ink, and quills, he sighs.
'Not as exciting as getting yourself killed, but far, far safer.' He sits down to go over the numbers with a new appreciation for life's simple things. His accounting is only disturbed by the noise of the crowd outside.
He gets up and goes to the nearest window. 'What in the name...'
Raven nods at Zartana, a knowing smile crossing her lips. She then gathers her things and joins the rest of the Founders outside.
Kyras looks sideways at Alanya.
"Ah...seems we've got some watchin to do out dere. Let's go."
After her nodding and taking flight, Kyras heads down as well.
Turin having finished his commissions calmly walks around...
Carter exits the administrative building, not having overmuch to do, with the comparatively small number of mages in the kingdom. He usually spends the day working with the agricultural workers, helping them with fertilizers and pesticides. He also has a taxidermy buisness going on the side with all of the trophies the founders tend to take.
He also occasionally visits with Raven, assisting in the temple because of their similar faiths.
He joins the crowd watching the man, crossing his bandage wrapped arms in front of his chest, each roughly the width of a large grapefruit.
Jenya heads down as well standing near the front of the crowd and nonchalantly cleaning Misfire as she checks to make sure he's loaded.
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Out in the courtyard of the castle a crowd of perhaps a hundred citizens have gathered around a man, he stands atop a simple wooden crate and is delivering an impassioned oration to the crowd.
Many of them seem to be on his side and they cheer him on and applauding his points. He mentions the recent werewolf attacks and how the town founders deserted their responsibility to protect the citizenry. In fact, he points out, such a vicious attack might not even have occurred if the Founders had not been out in the wilderness stirring up trouble and displacing such dangerous beasts.
More people seem to be being drawn to his arguments by the moment. Those who started off neutral are increasingly nodding their heads to his arguments.
Raven, never content to leave well enough alone, decides to step up on a crate nearby. A small prayer to her Queen and she clears her throat.
"Thank you for your rendition of what you think happened and for remembering to invite us to this one sided debate. For one who knows so much about our activities, can you tell these fine folk how we took care of the werewolf business? Or how our supposed wanderings have actually eliminated several threats to the region, including a rather large band of bandits. Would you rather we stay here and let these threats grow and fester to where they would do more damage to the livelihood of our people and may even be impossible to stop? Rest assured that our every thought goes into what is best for our people. We do these things so we do not have to ask you to."" She draws Ravenclaw and turns the hilt toward him. "Or would you rather do it yourself?
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What?
A vein slightly twitches at his temple.
Kyras casts mage hand softly to annoy the man by poking his sides and reaer, with the aim of disrupting his slander and slap himself all over, so he'd strike a weird figure.
"Whoa dere sir, you're bein impolite now. Who are you, dat you wish to instigate a riot 'ere? If you are unsatisfied den you can always leave."
He ignores any sudden rant from the fatman and addresses the public first, trying to use as many words that don't incorporate his accent.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may i aquire your attention please.
De man addresses de werewolf issue from some time ago. I don't see any of the victims of dat day present 'owever, if dey were, dey would counter your accusation. When de werewolf came to de market, we came to the scene and cleared de problem on de spot. As to the accusation of us givin cause to such beasts to wander into our city, i point out at the simple logic dat when in "normal" form, none know who the beast is. Any traveler by day, including you, he makes a neutral gesture at the fatman, could be an unfortunate cursed victim we cannot know de risk of. To shove blame upon individuals is too easy, we explore to ascertain safety of de borders and we deal wit problems as best we can. No empire or kin'dom is perfect, nor are people of any kind, we do what we can."
He looks around again.
"Did we not give space for input of you all for problems, dat needed attention? Did we not deal wit dem too?"
She silently stares at the man. Leaning in a more shadowed place, out of the sun. Simply looking at him. Judging his movements.
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In response to Raven's argument the speaker calls out."Ladies and gentlemen, here they are, your noble rulers. Fresh form the forest and already finely atired and smelling of rosewater. It's funny that you speak of livelihoods in front of these humble, honest people, when your livelihood seems to consist of acquiring riches and hoarding them for yourselves.
Mutters of discontent run through the crowd at that comment.
In response to Kyras' speech the man says. "I am Grigori, a wand'ring bard of these parts. You may have called for some of these people to speak before you, but I've seen sheep drawn up to bleat for their shepherds before. You can rest assured your chosen few would say little you did not already tell them to."
The crowd doesn't seem to like that one nearly as much. the implication that they might be regarded as passive followers doesn't sit well with the independent minded folk of Freewater and a few boos, directed at Grigori, run through the crowd.
Grigori begins to sweat a bit.
White eagle had returned to the outskirt of Freewater upon his return, wandering among many of the people there. several of them are some of his native tribesmen having arrived while he was away.
news quickly spreads of this speaker in the city courtyard, White eagle sends Elangomat off to investigate as Chief White Eagle makes his way there on foot.
As the debate goes on Elangomat circles overhead and eventually settled on a perch not to far away. he is visible to almost anyone in the courtyard.
shortly after Chief White Eagle arrives. He is on the outer edge of the area, the crowd making it a little difficult to navigate.
He looks about, and works his way to toward the front.
Raven cocks her head to one side as she regards the man. "Careful bard, these people are not simple sheep to be swayed by silvered words. Perhaps I was not clear earlier. Whatever supposed hoard you speak of is not for the personal accoutrements of an individual. You will note that there are still many things missing from this town. A proper temple for instance. To build such things costs money, in no insignificant amount mind you. That, and as said before, we are not just the rulers of this town, but it's protectors. We need our tools to do our job and these too cost money. Unless you'd rather we ask these hard working folk to do it out of the kindness of their hearts and not pay them a single silver coin? I think not. I also do not think you would expect our carpenters to work without their hammers, our bakers to work without their ovens. Besides, I don't see you giving out any of your money to the townsfolk. I'm sure a respected bard as yourself makes more than enough to share."
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Alanya, coming down to ground and folding her wings behind her back, sarcastically adds to Raven's last line.
"Yes, considering the well formed belly you're carrying around.", with a cheeky smirk on her face.
"I could deflate it?" she offers in elven
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Kyras is looking sideways, hiding a smile as he visualizes the fatman deflating.
Cautious the bard might speak elven, Kyras doesn't express his thought of fooling with the man some more.
Jenya crosses her hands over her chest leans her head to one side and just grins. She was no talker and so couldn't really contribute to this fight but she could tell that Kyras and Raven seemed to outclass the bard at his own game.
Standing silently next to Raven Miyuki waits for a moment to listen to argument and counter-argument.
Moving forward Miyuki to stand on a box starts with a sad smile.
"May I now speak. For those who have not seen me before, I am Miyuki. I lead the people who work for you. I am proud to say it, because I am proud of your faith.I am proud of their work. And why?
When I came here and we were allowed to start a settlement... I had a vision. I had a vision that this would be a place where everyone had a chance to start the life he deserved. A live where you work hard for your family, work hard for your success, work hard for a better future. And I know you worked hard. I just have to look around and I can see the fruits of your work. This city is yours. Your work, your sweat, your dreams. Do I own anything of it? No.... I live in this castle, but my room is not a room of splendor, but a room full of papers. In this papers I read your dreams. Your dreams of the future. And I work for that. The moment I wake up, till the moment I go to sleep.
You may say I was away, to leave you alone. I was away... but my heart was with you always. And I knew you would not need my guiding hand every moment like you were toddlers who need a mother. No you are strong man, strong of body and spirit. So I went to the woods. I went to the woods to hunt those that prey on you. We fought a dragon, we killed it. We fought some lizardman. A tribe who had captured a boy, a young one. And the people this man accuses, they fought and bleed and nearly died. But our will was strong, our strength our duty could not be denied. And today I can tell that tribe is broken, their strength shattered, the danger they posed destroyed. What more, what more can we do for you.... than bleed for you!
And for enrichment. I will now tell you this. Every coin we earn from you.... is checked three times before it is put to something to make our lifes better. There is still so much to do... But we work on it...
Together!"