Bastard!
I said the girl goes free! stepping forward swinging the axe at Brutus.
Rodger collapses blood spurting out of the wound.
Blue Jay says to Brutus,"Whoa there partner... I think its time ya cut yer losses and get on like yer other fellers done... Unlike this poor sap right right here..." He motions towards Rodger and says to Brutus once more,"Sides, I know the law round 'ere don't like lady beatin' roughnecks like yerself... sommin tells me the bounty on yer head is gonna be bigger than whatever that rock will net ya..."
He cocks his head and spits as he readjusts his grip on his weapon,"So when looking at a shiny rock and a lady ya just put a shiner on... versus a lawman bounty and hunters up yer ass... I guess there is just one question to ask... do you feel lucky... punk?"
The guy nearly laughed at the Clint Eastwood impersonation. (LOVE IT)
The sound of a horse outside showed Leto was running.
The man grabbed the girl putting a sword to her throat and would start trying to drag her. Using her as a human shield.
Martlin snarls at the implied threat and advances within 10 feet of the bandit, raising the scroll he grins manicly and breathes the words written upon it.
The canine behind Brutus takes advantage of this display to try and take the man down.
Blue Jay shrugs and says,"Well I gave it a go..." he says to the others.
The dog doesn't pierce his defenses even as he is holding onto the girl.
Walking slowly towards Brutus flicking the blood of Rodger off his axe, all the while still smiling. Listen the situation is quite simple... you have two options in front of you. Release the girl and give her the trinket and you can live... or you hurt her again and I kill you! reaching back he throws his axe at Brutus
The ax struck true catching the arm holding onto the blade at her throat making him drop it and the man stares for a second before he drops bleeding. The girl standing there trembling as she stares at the blood covering her and then them in shock clutching the bag to herself.
As his dog shimmers out of existence Marty rushes to the girls side, supporting her if she looks about to fall. He makes every attempt to remove her bindings, "You don't need to be afraid, we can help you."
Walking over to Rodger he picked his axe up, before walking over to Brutus and reclaiming his second axe. He then rifled Brutus's pockets looking for a key to release the chains.
He gives her a slight smile are you ok miss?
Her bindings were locked and with the key that Arvalis finds on Brutus's body, they unlock her bindings. As soon as they are off she touches her chest and says something her body glowing and they see the wound along her body glow and close. Looking at the three of them.
"Why help me? That was dangerous, you could have died." She asked softly staring at them and with her display of magic she had the look of someone ready to get chained again as she backed away a little.
He says,"Well that went south more than I expected. Pardon the mess Barkeep."
Adjusting his glasses Marty forgets entirely about the conversation at hand as he witnesses her magic. "Fascinating." He bends down and examines the bindings more closely.
Blinking and looking back up after he responds to her reaction and response with a quizical look and a raised eyebrow, "Hmm yes what?"
He chuckles as he stands up I don't like slavery of any sort, and I heard some bad things about these folks, I am glad these two decided to assist or that might have been a touch risky he paused for a few seconds before hailing the barkeep Barkeep... do you have law in this town that we can turn these two over to?
Strolling over to the bar he put some more silver down for another ale.
He says,"Pardon me miss... gentlemen... oh that looks nasty..." as he picks his way through the bar to his things to finish his drinks and count out "his" coin.
The barkeep waved him off. "Just as long as it's paid for I am good." He watched closely though.
Looking at it he eventually identified the shackles suppressed divine magic. Kept it from being cast by any who wore it. There was a small engraving on the inside of it that looked like a key mark. A mark of Abadar.
Barkeeper looks at him and nods. "Yeah, there is. Take what you want off of them though. They have a habit of confiscating stuff."
The girl looked at each of them. "I owe you a great debt."
Waving off the thanks as he inspects the manacles he frowns slightly, "Hmm I'm not familiar with religions, say young lady, do you know anything about these?" Then realizing his total rude behavior he continues, "Sorry, I'm sure these are the last thing you want to talk about. Glad to be of service. How did you come to be in such unpleasant company?" tucking the manacles in his bag for further study he checks the bodies for enough coin to pay the barkeep for damages and then offers the girl his hand as he heads back to the bar.
He watches them all but watches that small orb carefully... It must be important if the girl was so determined to steal it back.
Nope no debt to me, I am just glad to have helped taking another long pull of Ale he gathers up his gauntlets and his battle axe before returning to the two unconscious men and making sure they were disarmed and restrained.
Shaking her head. "I am sorry, I was not one studied in the knowledge of symbols and religions." Looking between the three of them and would open the pouch taking out something and would hand over the pouch to them. "You don't understand. You saved my live. I owe you a great debt. I.....can change your fortune."
he says,"That is quite the bold claim for one whose fate was changed by some brigands in who knows where and then changed again by some strangers in a drinking establishment... though a fine one it is..." he nods to the barkeep before continuing,"Now I noticed a small trinket in the scuffle there... one that was apparently important enough to risk your life... but that is enough of my chattering. Pray tell how you can change one's fortune?"
Standing up after securing the ruffians he turned to her By the way my name is Arvalis, and we should probably retire to someplace a little more secluded before any talk of rewards or what not begins.
Leaning over the unconscious men he begins to check them over for anything of use or value.
She smiled slightly and nodded. The bartender looked at him. "Pay me 20 gold and I'll take that for damages and let you have the room they were renting for the night. Also, someone might want to check on the one that went to the back. He hasn't returned and probably fell in. Also are you wanting to claim their horses or do I keep 'em?"
2 potion of cure light wounds,
potion of remove fear
2 alchemist's fire,
holy water,
oil (2),
healer's kit (2 uses remaining);
2 breastplate,
heavy wooden shield,
cold iron dagger,
heavy crossbow with 20 bolts,
longsword,
bedroll,
tindertwigs (2),
whetstone,
greatsword
heavy flail
sling with 10 bullets,
25 gp
23 gp
The bag contains 8 gems
Arvalis slides 20 gold across the bar the room would be great, we can discuss the horses when we get done with our discussion.
He then walked towards the water closet to check on the missing bandit.
The missing bandit was passed out in the toilet his pants around his ankles. He had a nasty injury on the head and it seemed he fell knocking himself out.
On his person was.
alchemist's fire
chainmail
heavy wooden shield
dagger
dwarven waraxe
light crossbow with 20 bolts
"I could use some of that gold to buy the inks i need to replace my scroll, as for horses I am no rider but there's no point in not keeping them I should think? I can't use most of the rest of this." He states after looking over the spoils, disappointed that not a single item bore writing of any significance.
Once everyone moved up to the room the girl would look at them and moves forward healing Arvalis.
"I cannot change my own fortune. I can merely change other's. While I was their prisoner, they ambushed a group of men on their way south. Into the River Kingdoms. The men did not survive and they took all that they had. They were rich men and carried a lot of gear. They left most of it at their camp, except for the money pouches. I can lead you to the camp." She pocketed the item she had taken out of the pouch. "Your fortune can be changed there."
Take what you need Sir..
Staring at the young lady deep in thought..
would this be a change as directed by the gods, or just an opportunity brave men should grasp?
He says,"Well I do not know the origin of such good fates but then again why spend such fanciful time discussing it when it can be had! Now m'lady, if you dont mind... I think I might be able to find my own way there if I can be obliged but just a few directions..." He would smile if he could.
Expended for the night Martlin speaks up, "This offer seems acceptable. I find myself ready to leave Brevoy in any case. I will certainly accompany you tomorrow. Tonight i need my rest."
She looked at them and would cock her head slightly seeing the different reactions. "The gods to not give you this change. I am merely offering it. I do not know how to give you directions you would understand unless you can see the spirits of the departed. I only know from those type of landmarks where we traveled. It will take a day to reach it on horses. Do you not wish me to come along?"
"I see no reason to leave her behind. She certainly deserves to take some of what was theirs for herself as well."
He says,"Well... you see... nothing against you fine folks... indeed I have nothing to hold against for I do not know any of you... but I think leaving such a... tasty morsel of treasure out in the open means the scavengers will pick it clean before someone more reputable comes along... I was hoping that we would be those scavengers... it is as they say:"The early bird gets the worm!" And I know from experience... metaphorically speaking of course." he sighs,"But alas if rest and recovery are needed m'lady and seeing as you are the only guide, then I will acquiesce to your wishes in this matter." he gives a slight formal bow.
if you need to show us then by all means come along.. take a horse as needed and whatever weapons or gear you need from them.
Looking around at the others..
might as well sleep here tonight strike out early in the morning!
Sorting through the gear picked up from the bandits..
I would like to keep the Dwarven waraxe we should probably split the potions between us, the rest I don't really care about, perhaps we just pack it out for now and sell it on the road?
He says,"Well I am a tad bit burdened at the moment but with the inclusion of tamed beasts of burden then I could personally use the splash weapons and the pints of oil for my lantern... the dagger meant to hunt fae and demons also interests me but alas I wish it were on a more formidable blade... as for the rest... sell it scrap it, donate it to charity, I do not care too terribly much..."
He looks to the woman and says,"M'lady the dagger is yours."
Curtsies to Blue Jay. "I will take a simple blade. A dagger should be fine. I have no want of the rest, except maybe the healer's kit. I don't think we will have to worry about the camp, since they were willing to leave it. Mayhap the innkeeper would take the rest and sell the rest for you and have the gold in the morning. They have their four horses, though it is three now with Leto getting away."
Martlin picks up the coin purse, taking out 24 gp and dropping it back on the desk. "This is all I desire. If there are no arguments I shall be back shortly with the needed components and we can set out at first light!" It is clear he wishes to be clear of Brevoy as soon as possible.
He looks to Arvalis and says,"I did not think it prudent at the time but as it seems we shall be acquaintances for a while longer yet, I must apologize for my rudeness earlier when you introduced yourself and found no reply from myself. The name is Philias Jestor." He offers a taloned hand,"Though my friends call me Blue Jay. Pleasure to meet you."
taking his hand with a smile there was no rudeness, I am just glad you were willing to assist down stairs, good to meet you Blue Jay
Looking around he gathered his gear and stretched out on the floor Im for an early nap wake me before the last of you goes to sleep just in case Leto comes back with friends!
Quickly a soft snore drifted up from his prone form.
He will make his way back to the bar to finish his wine and milk and settle in. He knows he is going to be here for a bit.
Looking at all of them and knowing the rest of the gear just lay there she wondered what they were going to do with it. Seeing no one take the bed she would crawl into it and fall asleep. She was up early the next morning eating breakfast in the main room. Having bathed and got her clothes as clean as she could.
Blue Jay will wake next. Early to rise. He heads to the main gathering area of the inn to grab some breakfast. He waits on the others so they can head out. Its clear he is raring to go.
Rising only just after the odd bird fellow, Martiln skips breakfast to meditate on his book of power, after an hour joining Blue Jay in the common room, his power refreshed.
walking downstairs he pauses at the young lady pushing the bedroll and the cold iron dagger into her hands. It gets cold out there on the road at night lastly setting the Healers kit in front of her.
walking over to Blue Jay he pushes the Alchemist fire (3) and oil(2) into his hands.
Looking around at his comrades he chuckled quietly Well if anyone wants any of the other gear its in the room upstairs otherwise let the bar keep make some extra coin is my opinion, but I think we take all 3 horses with us, remounts are never a bad idea.
"I have never ridden before, this shall be an interesting experience. Well how hard can it be?" The wizard muses at the concept. Looking at his companions he suggests, "Well we already paid our dues to the innkeep, I suggest we take these materials in the event that they may prove useful in the future, at the very least we can barter them for goods and services we might need in the in the coming days."
shrugging he nodded sounds fair enough I would suggest we all go gather it and take it to the horses... and uh... if you have never ridden before we will take our time today you will most likely have some interesting aches tonight.
With that said he turned and went back up stairs to begin gathering the gear.
She would head upstairs to help gather the gear and they make it out to the three horses. They were all of light build and they had equipment for riding at their stalls. Once saddled up the gear would need to be spread out among the horses or one converted into a pack horse. Either way worked.
Once mounted up she would direct them down the road out of Restov and soon the group is on their way. About an hour of traveling she would pipe up.
"You introduced yourselves, but I did not. My parents called me Smokey. Never knew why. People call me Kit though when not laughing at the name Smokey."
She would lead them along the road for most of the travel but a couple of hours out of Brevoy she stops looking around and shivers and turns the horse off the path through a rough thicket. The horses seem to know the way and picked their way through it. An hour later they came down into a bowl. The foliage was so thick you couldn't see 5ft through it. Suddenly it opens up into a nice camp about a 100 yds wide. There were tents and even a small paddock with five horses in it and one tied up being used as a pack horse fully loaded with various gear. It was clear this was a well used camp and someone was packing it up. You see a familiar form coming out of a tent who looks horrified as he is carrying a chest.
Leto is here.
Martiln see's no reason to give this beast a chance to flee again, he tries to dismount quickly. but his inexperience shows as it takes him far longer than he'd hoped. Looking at the ruffian he utters the first words coming to mind.
A bolt of lightning shoots from his hand, jumping and arcing as it extends towards the bandit.
Nice to meet you Smokey!
Shaking lose his axe he smiles at Leto in a very unfriendly way, You should have kept running insect. Slowly riding forward, slipping his shield onto his arm. watching and waiting to see what he does.