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Maximos, seeing the enemies either too far away or too dispersed to take down en-mass, pulls a scroll and casts GREASE on the gang plank ...
where-ever the two men would have to cross it for sure... near the top where they'll be flat-footed as they pass through, but within reach, and may still slip into the water
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Geoclunicus readies a spell while Maximos greases the gangplank. Dunbar works frantically to reload his crossbow.
Another volley of fire comes from the guards on the docks.
The crew has the sails up and the wind is just starting to catch in the sails.
Round 3
20 Ēoswulf
13 Geoclunicus
12 Filla
11 Dunbar
10 Maximos
8 Guards
If the boat is still being boarded, Dunbar will fire at the closest interloper, otherwise he will hold his shot.
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The guard wounded by Dunbar manages to stumble his way back toward the wherehouses, clutching his wound as he goes. The one remaining guard continues to fire on the vessel.
The Pathfinders then take cover as the ship pulls out of the slip and heads back out onto the river, a few more cross bow bolts strike various parts of the ship, but no more injuries are inflicted.
Passad and the two dwarves emerge from below deck. The two dwarves look very unhappy. "That was to close, we could have been captured had it not been for the quick actions of the Pathfinders." Metella nearly growls at Passad. The rich merchant simply shurgs and replies, "Sometimes the risks are worth the rewards." He looks over at the Pathfinders, "We did get the notice that we paid the tax yes?"
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Passad watches with mild interest as the Pathfinders magically mend their wounds. "A few scrapes an bruises, but well worth the reward." Amauhak, who hasn't seemed to say a word since the departure, suddenly speaks up. "Now that we have made it past the capital we must consider how to go about the rescue mission. We obviously can't just go barging into this inn slashing and burning. It will take a bit of subterfuge, I'd be interested in hearing how our Pathfinder friends plan to approach the inn without rousing suspicion."
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"What could be suspicious about some travelers approaching an Inn? Do we not look the part?"
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"Militarily speaking we need some reconnaissance instead of a head on assault. a small team of folks who possess the art of stealth and cunning coupled with some diplomats to try and ascertain and knowledge of exactly where our three Strategists are being held by these Godless priests of Razmiri." the former soldier announces.
"And once we can develop some intelligence, we can formulate a rescue plan... Now I sound like a working blacksmith's shop with every other step, so who does that leave?
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"I think we could work with you as my hired guards. My front as a merchant looking for new trade won't even be a false one."
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Amauhak nods his approval as the Pathfinders put their heads together to come up with a reason for their visit. Passad then interjects with, "Great minds must think alike. I was thinking the same thing, though if I may make a small suggestion. You could mention that the reason for this trip is to set up a regular trade route so you'll need to fully inspect the grounds. Such requests are no uncommon and should help to cover any snooping around you get caught doing." Mettella just slowly shakes her head adding, "Well it's decided then. We'll stay on the ship while you check out the inn as merchants. Though I highly recommend staying the night and searching after the inn keepers are asleep."
The river narrows ahead, flowing around a central isle thick with trees and vegetion. The northern fork of the river runs beneath a canopy formed by the isle's overhanging trees and riverside foliage while to the south, the river is open to the sky above. The captain looks at the Pathfinders. "Any preference, there is still time to steer the ship past either side of the island."
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"Two very good suggestions, thank you, honorable merchants."
"Let's take the Southern fork. That way nothing can drop onto the ship from the branches."
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Dunbar strums the string of his readied x-bow and absent mindedly touches the handle of his great axe as the skipper plots their course around the island.
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The captain steers the ship toward the south side of the island, keeping an open sky over the ship. All seems to be going well when a wing creature suddenly emerges from beneath the water a small snake wriggling in it's claws. Before the party has time to react the winged reptile tosses the snake on to the deck of the ship.
Round 1
27 Fillia
22 Snake
20 Maximos
17 Flying creature
12 Dunbar
7 Ēoswulf
6 Geoclunicus
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Snake rolls on the deck hissing for a moment before slithering off the ship and back into the water. Clearly not a willing participant in this battle.
Round 1
27 Fillia
20 Maximos
17 Flying creature
12 Dunbar
7 Ēoswulf
6 Geoclunicus
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Maximos throws his dagger using Hand of the Apprentice at the winged creature ...
The dagger flies through the air with precision, guided by arcane magics, but the powers do not aid in the strength of the throw. It bounces off the creature and returns to Max's hand.
"Thats a river drake... resists acid!"
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Maximos's sends his dagger flying end over end at the river drake. Unfortunately it ends up striking the drake with the handle before returning to the gnome leaving a small welt on the river monster.
Fillia shouts out a warning of the drakes abilities just as the creature makes a strange snorting sound before spitting a glob of mucus at Ēoswulf, covering both the Ulfen man and Geoclunicus in acidic slime.
Round 1
27 Fillia
20 Maximos
17 Flying creature (1 NL)
12 Dunbar
7 Ēoswulf
6 Geoclunicus
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Ēoswulf dodges some of the acid. He steps out of it and then raises a javelin, hurling it at the creature.
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The Dwarven fighter calmly shoulders his heavy x-bow and takes aim at the river dragon. He breathes in, releases half his air, holds steady on the small point he has singled out on the reptilian, and gently squeezes the release mechanism. Just like he repeatedly drilled his men when he was a Troop Commander in the King's Axes all those many months ago.... However this reminiscing causes Dunbar to fail to induce the proper lead and he misses badly!
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Dunbar and Ēoswulf both throw weapons at the drake, however only Ēoswulf's javelin strikes the creature leaving a nasty wound. Geoclunicus finds the drake is within range and sends a wave of bright dazzling colors at the drake.
The drake falls helplessly back into the river as Filla tries to hit it with an arrow.
blood rises from the water after Fillia's arrow confirming the hit.
Round 2
27 Fillia
20 Maximos
17 Flying creature (-13/1 NL)
12 Dunbar
7 Ēoswulf [-1]
6 Geoclunicus [-1]