Wayward Kings (Group 2) (Inactive)

Game Master AdamWarnock

Ava looks to the group and back at the group of thugs, wondering if they're often in here. She turns back to look at Krol, hoping to grow and learn on this jurney of knowledge.
"Thank you...we have travelled far, but not found many kind and welcoming people." she states and then adds. "Usually Krol gets us in trouble as he is so nice, but others are mean." she states flatly, though looks to her grink and sips it, being careful not to reveal any of herself.

Grab a seat and sit'down ma'am. Ya don't need to stay standin'. I rar'ly bite, er, 'less I need to.

Turning to Krol: So, what brin's a gnome like yerself t'Redwall? Dunno what more outta place, a good gnome, or yer mann'r a dress. Ya look like yer head'n to a party that last 'curred in dis town fifty years ago.

With this, Durnak takes a big swig of the ale, grimacing at the sour taste, clearly not the best he has tasted.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 Fearghus seems to be too busy talking, to be listening. lol

"Welcome, friends, an' glad I am ye' could join us!"

Resuming his seat, with Luther, and now Durnak, Krol, and Ava, Fearghus takes a bite of the hot stew while listening to conversation around the table.

Seems right odd t've found such a mix a' people in one inn. Feels right, though. Well, 'cept f'r them three...

With that thought in mind, Fearghus made sure to keep a wary eye on said men - and be obvious about it. Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Or, as I like to call it, I'm "impressing" them.

"Well, I'll be, the outdoorsmen are giving fashion critiques. Redwall is even harsher than I thought."

Luther laughs and speaks to the gnome, "So I am interested in magic devices, know of any for sale?"

Grab a seat and sit'down ma'am. Ya don't need to stay standin'. I rar'ly bite, er, 'less I need to.

Turning to Krol: So, what brin's a gnome like yerself t'Redwall? Dunno what more outta place, a good gnome, or yer mann'r a dress. Ya look like yer head'n to a party that last 'curred in dis town fifty years ago.

With this, Durnak takes a big swig of the ale, grimacing at the sour taste, clearly not the best he has tasted.

"I would just like to travel to see the world, discer new places and tastes..." trails off looking at the ale as she says that. At the mention of the clothing he acts defensive. "I'll have you know, this clothing is of a noble's attire, sir."

Ava makes sure to sit down, though she appears to glance around at everyone at the table with nervousness.

Sense Motive: 1d20+4 Fearghus seems to be too busy talking, to be listening. lol

"Welcome, friends, an' glad I am ye' could join us!"

Resuming his seat, with Luther, and now Durnak, Krol, and Ava, Fearghus takes a bite of the hot stew while listening to conversation around the table.

Seems right odd t've found such a mix a' people in one inn. Feels right, though. Well, 'cept f'r them three...

With that thought in mind, Fearghus made sure to keep a wary eye on said men - and be obvious about it. Intimidate: 1d20+8

Or, as I like to call it, I'm "impressing" them.

"I admit, we're all a bit of a mix, but I'm sure you all have your talents as I and Ava have ours." he says with a simple claim. I can cast spells, but Ava here is my bodyguard to protect me if I ever run out or spells...and a pack mule."[/b] he laughs at Ava's expense as she appears to still have the backpack on. A masterworked backpack with the extra straps on meant to enhance one's carrying capacity. Ava doesn't look amused at the joke.

"Well, I'll be, the outdoorsmen are giving fashion critiques. Redwall is even harsher than I thought."

Luther laughs and speaks to the gnome, "So I am interested in magic devices, know of any for sale?"

Krol joins in the laughter and shakes his head at Luther's question.

The Barkeep overhears Krolmnite protesting against Durnak's observation.

"And the hunter still has the right o' it, but you best not be sayin' that too loudly."

Eyes flick to the three in the corner as if to emphasize his unspoken point.

Weird - new posts have not been showing up on my campaign tab, I did not realize you all had posted almost a dozen times, would have posted earlier.

Yeh, the only thin' bein' a noble gonna get ya is a dagg'r in da back. Wealth be tight in this town. Iffn ya got some, ya hide it or ne'er do wells 'll try ta take it from ya.

After listening to Krol, Durnak reaches over his shoulder and pats his bow and axe. Iffn I runs inta trouble, these two help me git outta it. These 'n da ability ta run real fast.

The three in the corner have kept mostly quiet, but the occasional-- less than gentlemanly comment can be heard over the growing noise of the small crowd. One of them, a fat man with a grin full of yellow teeth and malice hollers over to the barkeep.

"Oi! Talus! Send one o' them girls ov'r 'ere with some beers!"

The barkeep, Talus, grimaces and nods to Shalyna. The serving girl looks visibly nervous as she walks over to the bar to get the three tankards Talus was preparing.

She walks over to the trio's table and places the tankards down. AS she starts to walk back, but the fat thug stands and grabs the girl by the wrist.

"Aw, come now. Is that any way ta treat dear ol' Uncle Shanks?" The other two start snickering, and the girl tries to pull away, but can't twist out of the large man's grip. "After all, me, Timmins, an' Hillick tol' Yale not ta just take ye two away from 'ere."

Talus glares at him and shouts, "Let her go, or I'll make sure that the cat gets ye good."

"Bah, we know that Yale'll kill ye if ye try that, an' ye wouldn't wanna leave these two li'l ones all alone, would ye?" The thug replies as the other two, Timmins and Hillick, laugh.

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You can roll initiatives if you want. We aren't in combat yet, but it's heading that way. Also, yes they are that stupid/cocky, and I needed some way to get the ball rolling.

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Seeing the thug grab the girl and threaten the barkeep. Durnak jumps up from his seat with his chair sliding back. His axe already in his hand.

Y'all better let 'er go, or y'alls gonna meet a nasty end. 'n I'd hate fer these nice gals t'have ta clean up yer rotten blood from da walls.

Intimidate: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Luther grabs his holy symbol and begins to chant and call on the powers of Iomedae.

Cast enlarge person - full round action - on Durnak. INIT 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"Durnak, the power of Iomedae will grant you size and strength you didn't know you had. Do not resist it, I am sure you will use it well. You may want to stand up and save from having us pay for a chair."

Luther grabs his holy symbol and begins to chant and call on the powers of Iomedae.

Cast enlarge person - full round action - on Durnak. INIT 1d20+1;

"Durnak, the power of Iomedae will grant you size and strength you didn't know you had. Do not resist it, I am sure you will use it well. You may want to stand up and save from having us pay for a chair."

Doh - now me axe does 3d6.

Perception to hear Talus: 1d20 ⇒ 12

"'Ey, now!" protested Fearghus, hand going to his waist to draw his morningstar and rising from his chair in swiftly-roused anger at the treatment of Salyna. Glancing at his backpack on the floor to make sure it wasn't about to spill out its contents, he continued "'e says as how to let 'er go, and let 'er go ye should or th' cat'll be th' least a' y'r worries!"

Intimidate (again): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

iniative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

perception Krol: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

perception Ava: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

"You unhand that young lady this instant you fiend!" Krol grits his teeth in anger, getting ready to fight, Ava rising up beside him and opening her hands, her nails seemingly sharpening and getting a little longer.

Edit: Not entered battle yet, sorry got over excited.

Ava rising up beside him and opening her hands, her nails seemingly sharpening and getting a little longer.

That reminds of me the woman from the second X-men movie!

Krolmnite Underhill wrote:

Ava rising up beside him and opening her hands, her nails seemingly sharpening and getting a little longer.

That reminds of me the woman from the second X-men movie!

Not as long as Lady Deathstrike...though in the cartoon show they were move long super elongated and bladed knife fingers, like Lust from FMA. Ava has them extended, just so that I can justify that she has a claw attack that does some substancial damage.

perhaps one of you boys would like to hold my hand instead. I could show you a more... interesting time than that little girl.

initiative1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2l

Luther, just so you know, your spell will complete on your turn. You'll still have a move action left. Durnak you can still move, but you have to be within 25 ft. of Luther to be within range of the spell, although the two of you probably already know this.

Round 1:
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"What's this? Ye think ye'll live through this? We're o' tha Bloody Pikes! We own this pile o' kindlin'!" the fat thug, Shanks, says.

Durnak, You're up!

I dunna care who "owns" dis place. I care that ya be wrong'n da nice lady. Well, yer choice is a bad one.

Move to G7. Ready attack if anyone moves adjacent to me.

Readied Non-Lethal Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 - 4 = 15
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Shalyna tries to break free of Shanks's grasp, but still can't twist out of the hold on her wrist, but luckily for her, Shanks loses his grip as he draws his dagger.

"Dammit!" he spits out as his fingers fumble on her wrist.

"Falucin, help 'Lyna!" the other girl cries as she rushes for the kitchen door. The cat springs into action and bounds right up next to Shanks and tries to wrap its jaws around the thug's thick thigh, but before the cat could do any damage, the thug turns out of the reach of its maw. Talus, seeing one of the girls in dire straights grabs a club and rushes from behind the bar to help.

The two other thugs, however, had other plans. Before Shalyna could really get free and moving, they were already on their way around to block here off. The lanky one, Timmins, gets there a split second before the one with the hawkish nose, Hillick. They both grab the girl and manage to pin her arms to her side.

"Now where'dye think ye're goin'?" Asks Timmins as he leans in close to breathe in Shalyna's ear.

Krolnmite and Ava, you're up!

MAP

Krol grits his teeth, seeing the group of thugs grouped together with the young barmaid and the animal that appears to be aiding them.
"I said, unhand her you fiends!" at this he then moves closer to the group (E11) then turns and casts a spell on Ava.

He then says something in some kind of ancient tongue.

Ava hunches down before charging directly at the thug in front of her (G10) and as she moves the hood shifts back, revealing the head of a attractive woman with pale skin and dark black hair, but where her neck meets her shoulders you see crimsone scales. Here eyes appear that of cat's and she bears the same rune on her head that Krol does.

Coming in close she opens her mouth and you see two razor-sharp fangs as she attempts to bite the thug, but doesn't quite manage it.

attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

she is now at -2 until her next turn, bringing her current AC down to 15.

Ava's lunge brings her up to the thug quickly, too quickly for the man to react. Her teeth shred the back of the man's filthy shirt, but they are stopped from digging into his flesh by hard boiled leather.

MAP

Yeah, even with the -2 penalty to AC, that didn't quite make it.

Luther will move to I7 and complete his spell.

Luther glows with a golden glow as the hostilities begin. Although things get chaotic, he has a serene look on his face. He is human, but it appears he is touched with celestial blood.

Looks like it's Anna's turn next... DM-Salsa, should I just go since she's been out of the loop? Anna's in Europe so it's 2:30AM there "right now".

Yep, I'll just work things out if there's a conflict.

Move to H8

Fearghus moves through the common room, raising his morningstar to take a swing at one of the thugs the one in G9.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 = 18 edited to include flanking bonus
Damage if hit: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Fearghus, you should also have gotten a flanking bonus from Ava.

Dolgana and Durnak are up.

Suddenly finding himself immensely larger than he was previously moves to G8 and Durnak swings his huge axe and the first thug(G9 or G10 if G9 is down - I should have a 10' reach as I am now Large).

Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 - 1 = 17
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4, 6) + 6 = 21

Dolgana is last, so if any of my move can be altered to fit the other pcs' moves.
The monk leaps onto the table and moves within range of the nearest thug (f8 to attack g9). Once there she employs the 'beauty of the crimson volcano' technique (a boot to the face). I will roll an acrobatics check to add some flourish

Acrobatics 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Attack roll (unarmed attack, kick) 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Damage, lethal 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Didn't notice it before but Krol should be at E11. I declaired it thathe moved there first then cast his spell and Ava then charged.

Whoops, I fixed it.

Dolgana, meanwhile, leaps up on the table and manages a dazzling kick, that missed the hawk-nosed man's head by inches. He wishes that it had hit and knocked him out, as Durnak's axe comes swinging down and crushes as much as it cuts. He lets out a deathly cry as he falls to the floor bleeding.

Now that one of the men holding her is down, Shalyna tries to worm her way out of the other's grasp, and succeeds. The fat thug, Shanks, has other ideas. He whips his knife around in fury and digs a long gash across the girl's back. She manages to stumble over to where Talus and Anna are standing dumbstruck at the display of several strangers coming together and aiding someone they did not know.

His moment of rage spent, Shanks realizes how badly out matched he is. He takes one last swipe at the cat as he tries to move past it and Fearghus to the streets he can run away on. Durnak swings his axe around and misses, but the thug has to stop to avoid the blade.

The cat also has other ideas.

A low growl rumbles in its belly as it snaps its jaws trying to get a firm bite on the man's leg, only to shred his pants leg. Not satisfied, the snow leopard swipes twice at the man's arms and manages to draw deep furrows along the his unarmored forearm with the first swipe.

Valyana stops halfway through the kitchen door. Her mouth is agape as her eyes lock on the fight. Shock and disbelief are etched on her face and she just stands there in awe, much like Talus, the barkeep.

The last thug, a greasy lanky man who was always smiling or giggling before, glares at the people who had come to the aid of Shalyna. His eyes hold nothing but hate and his crooked teeth show through sneering lips.

"I may be dyin' 'ere, but I'm damnin' one o' ye with me." he cries as he draws a rapier and snaps it into Ava's belly. The blade bites deep and blood begins to stain the torn cloth.

The thug on the floor continues to bleed out and his face gets paler and paler by the second.

Krol, Ava takes 7 damage. You two are also up.

MAP

Fearghus has to adjust his path and moves to block the door to the street outside.

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His moment of rage spent, Shanks realizes how badly out matched he is. He takes one last swipe at the cat as he tries to move past it and Fearghus to the streets he can run away on.

The cat has other ideas.

A low growl rumbles in its belly as it snaps its jaws trying to get a firm bite on the man's leg, only to shred his pants leg. Not satisfied, the snow leopard swipes twice at the man's arms and manages to draw deep furrows along the his unarmored forearm with the first swipe.

Attack of Opportunity (fleeing thug): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Whoops, I guess I forgot to put that in. (He missed.) Also, the thug never made it past the cat.

Mr. Iomedae, try to keep this one from dying, I hit him too hard and would prefer to not be charged with murder again.

If the thug is fleeing - AoO-non-lethal: 1d20 + 5 - 1 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 1 - 4 = 4
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 4, 4) + 6 = 15

Round 2

Attack-non-lethal @ G10: Attach-non-lethal: 1d20 + 5 - 1 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 - 1 - 4 = 2
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 2, 4) + 6 = 14

He swings, he completely misses.

Krol takes out a tanglefoot bag and hurles it at the thug attacking Ava G10 before having a cheeky grin on his face.
"Stick around, why don't you?"

touch attack: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 4 = 11

if he's hit he becomes entangled and must succeed a DC 15 reflex save or be glued to where he is.

Ava decides not to mention Krol's embaressing taunt and just lets loose with her fangs and claws at the bandit that's still standing, savagely biting into him before thrashing at him with her claws.

Bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

crit threat: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

I assume that's a crit.

Crit: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 6) + 6 = 15

claw 1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

claw 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

reminder to DM,AC should be back to 17 now.

Luther grabs his holy symbol and moves to engage the fleeing thug. He touches his holy symbol and a glow of healing energy spreads over everyone except for any thugs that are still on their feet. The faithful that are standing and the vanquished all feel the healing hand of Iomedae at work.
20' move to pin the escaping thug as much as possible. Exclude any bad guys up and include Ava of course. Heal 1d6 ⇒ 3

Fearghus grins at Krol's taunt, and makes ready to intercept any more thugs to try and escape.

Luther grabs his holy symbol and moves to engage the fleeing thug. He touches his holy symbol and a glow of healing energy spreads over everyone except for any thugs that are still on their feet. The faithful that are standing and the vanquished all feel the healing hand of Iomedae at work.

20' move to pin the escaping thug as much as possible. Exclude any bad guys up and include Ava of course. Heal 1d6

I assume that was a Channel Energy heal. I was actually thinking of using the healing skill to stabilize the thug, but channel energy works as well and also heals the serving girl and Ava.

Why do people do things like attacking a nice girl in a tavern. That just proves they are not only evil, but evil and stupid.

You will find that Luther has no ranks in healing. He has seen divine healing in action and dislikes mundane healing. I guess some aasimars avoid touching people to heal them :-)

Okay, Ava is still at full-health then. I thought her AC was only 13, and yes that is a crit.

Krolnmite's throw misses as the thug sidesteps the bag. The contents spill uselessly over the floor. His dodge placed him right in Ava's reach though. The eidolon's fangs bite deep and the thug has a good bit of his throat ripped out. Before he even has time to begin collapsing to the floor, Ava's claws shred the right side of his face.

Luther moves around Durnak to pin the thug between him and the wall. A warm feeling spreads throughout the room and the two thugs bleeding on the floor are not in any immediate danger of dying. Shalyna's wound magically heals leaving a bad scratch where a nasty gash was.

The enemies at G9 and G10 are down. The last thug is looking worried. Anna, you are in delay at the moment, if you want you can come out. Fearghus you're up.

Round 3 - if necessary
Seeing one thug left, Durnak turns his axe sideways and swings one more time attempting to bring this to a rapid end.

Attack-non-lethal: 1d20 + 5 - 1 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 1 - 4 = 1
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 6, 4) + 6 = 18

Durnak not only misses, he misses with style putting a large dent in one of the timbers in the wall. Thank goodness he was trying for non-lethal or he might have chopped the building down.

The enemies at G9 and G10 are down. The last thug is looking worried. Anna, you are in delay at the moment, if you want you can come out. Fearghus you're up.

I posted my turn already, my apologies for not labeling it as "Round 2 Actions". To get things in their proper place, though...

Fearghus Round 2:

Fearghus grins at Krol's taunt, and makes ready to intercept the last thug in case he tries to escape.

"Ye may 's well surrender, wretch, ye'r surrounded an' no way t'escape - less o'course, ye want t'end up like ye'r friends on a' floor.

Intimidate (remaining thug): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Already counted the distances, everything is in range.

The weasel, standing with fur on end between Anna and the fight, chittered angrily. "I know I know." The girl said, closing an eye and sticking the tip of her tongue between her teeth. Aiming with a finger, she used magic to grip the full tankard of ale on the table behind the still standing thug and lifted it into the air, slowly moving it until it was in the right spot. Then with a contented smile she released the mug, sending it crashing down on the thug's head.

Cast Mage Hand. Not sure if you need some kind of attack but if you do I believe it's ranged touch.

NOOOOOOO! Ugh. What a waste! sobs Dolgana as the bubble brown liquid flows toward the floor.

Fearghus's attempt to get the fat thug to surrender doesn't work quite as planned. Dolgana begins looking for something useful on one of the other thugs, but looks up in shock as she hears ale sloshing out of a tankard. Anna's attack misses and the monk begins to weep over the resulting spill.

Durnak's swing misses and clumsily crashes into one of the beams. The thug has had enough though. He rushes for the door again, only to be stopped by the leopard's snapping jaws. He tries to spin out of reach, but the cat was quicker this time. Its mouth clamps around the thug's throat and one of its claws digs deep into the side of his neck while the other uselessly hits the leather armor underneath the ruined shirt. The thug lets out a blood-curdling scream as he goes down under the cat.

Valyana snaps out of the stupor she's been in once she realizes that the cat was probably going to kill the man if she didn't do something.

Falucin! NO!" she cries. For a moment the cat looked as if it was going to disobey, but it lets go with a snarl and stalks over to shalyna's side. It eyes the rest of the people in the tavern as if daring them to come after the girl again. The thug breaths slowly and shallowly, but it look like he'll survive for the moment.

And we are out of combat.