Shalm's Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master JankInTheTank

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Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

“Well that thing ain’t animated as far as I can tell. But it did have a tricky little spell cast on it to make that mouth move and say those words when anyone approached.”

Taking a cue from Garran Paldo cast a spell to detect magical auras, then used his knowledge to determine what he could about the evocation effect.
Casts detect magic
Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"I can't see anything. Or anyone," Linge adds. After a moment of hesitation, she asks: "Shall we proceed?"


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Paldo is unable to identify the spell effect that is giving off the evocation aura


F Human (Ulfen) [ HP: 21/24 | AC: 17 (TAC: 11, FFAC: 16) | CMB: +6, CMD: 17 | Fort: +6, Ref: +2, Will: +3 | Init: +1 | Perception +0; Sense Motive +0 ] Skirnir Magus 3 [ Speed 20 ft | Spells: 1st 3/3 | Arcane Bond: 1/1 | Arcane Pool: 4/4 | Heavy Shield Bash +6/1d4+6 B; Shortspear +3/1d6+4 P; Battleaxe +6/1d8+4 S | Active conditions: none ]

"Well, if there's nothing else around, then we'd better keep moving." Sigrun keeps towards the front as the group moves on further into the snow.


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran frowns, returning his sword to his fighting hand. ”Evocation magic, but I don’t know what. Haven’t really studied the arcane.” He nods in agreement with Sigrun, but holds back, letting someone else take the lead.


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

“Evocation magic seems like a magical trap to me. Perhaps we try to destroy this snowman from a distance or cross the frozen river instead of the brIdge.”. Paldo suggested.


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Paldo's idea sounds reasonable. The enemies are already expecting them, and it would make sense to prepare an ambush or a trap on the bridge.

Linge steps forward to examine the frozen river closer, trying to determine if the ice is thick enough to walk on safely.

Survival: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28


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the river looks like it is frozen over enough to cross, though Linge knows there is a chance that there are hidden weak spots in the ice that would not support a fully armored person. she is confident that if they go slowly they should be able to safely cross without using the bridge


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"I think it's safe, but... There's a possibility that some spots will be more fragile and crack," Linge says. "It could be dangerous for Garran or Sigrun, or if there's an ambush... It's impossible to be sure."


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran is actually lightly armored. Weird for a cleric, I know.

"There's a rope in my backpack. If one of you would get it out, we can string it across. Will make it easier to get back out if the ice does break.


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Paldo energetically says “Good idea Garran!”


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

If Sigurn is the most armoured and looks like she will have the hardest time Paldo will use his festive halfling bonus to help. +2 for a skill check


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"I can go first and figure out a path," Linge offers.


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Not wanting to be the first, or second or even third person across Paldo anxiously waited for Linge to cross.


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

After tying the rope around her waist, Linge orders Horn to stay still, afraid that he'll try to run after her. Once the bear cub is sitting on his rear, chewing on a honey biscuit, she steps cautiously on the frozen lake.


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran scabbards his sword, then slings his shield on his back, realizing that he's going to need both hands. He takes the other end of the rope, as Linge prepares to cross the ice.


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Perception Linge: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Linge slowly makes her way across the ice, further away from the snowman and the bridge. she spots a couple of places on the ice where it looks especially thin, but is able to skirt around them. once she is across and can point out the weak spots to her companions, they are able to all slowly make their way across the ice with the aid of a rope.

on the other side, something catches Horn's attention and he goes over to a pile of snow and starts sniffing intently. if any of you approach him, you see the feet and legs of a corpse sticking out from under the snow.


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Don't I get a -4 malus?

"Oh, dear," Linge lets out when she spots the corpse. "Can you give me a hand?" she asks her teammates as she starts digging the snow with Horn's help to take a closer look at the body.

Heal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran trudges over to have a look at the corpse.

Heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26


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For this one I decided not to give you the -4 because it wasn't purely sight-based. represents you slowly making your way over the ice feeling for soft spots rather than just looking at it

you uncover the body and find a middle-aged man who is frosted over with ice and has several large gashes in his body - clearly the cause of death.

those of you from town recognize the man as Old Man Dansby, a farmer from Heldren. he was not well-equipped for the snow, but he does have a well-cared for bow. (masterwork composite longbow (+1 Str)), 12 arrows, a dagger and a masterwork handaxe


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Ok, sorry for getting confused!

Linge whispers a prayer in Druidic, mourning for the man's lost life and hoping for his soul to find its way back on Golarion to start a new cycle of life. Travel wide, and come back to us. Reverently, she picks up his weapons, checking for magical auras. She wouldn't except him to carry enchanted items, but one can never be too careful.

Cast Detect Magic on the weapons, using as many orisons as needed


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Paldo covered his mouth as he gasped seeing the look of terror frozen on the corpse's face "Oh my, that's Old Man Dansby I recognize him from town. He used to hire my brother when he needed help on his farm. I'll have to inform his family when we get back to town."


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

"Yes. We'll do more than that. He, and the other fallen deserve proper burials." Garran rises from his examination of the body. "In the meantime, he has some nice weapons about him. If any of you can use this bow in particular; I suggest you take it up. We have just been beaten by flying nasties. A little skilled archery should go a long way toward wiping the smirks of the faces of that lot."


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"I'm afraid I cannot wield any of M.Dansby's weapons. What about you, Sigrun?"


F Human (Ulfen) [ HP: 21/24 | AC: 17 (TAC: 11, FFAC: 16) | CMB: +6, CMD: 17 | Fort: +6, Ref: +2, Will: +3 | Init: +1 | Perception +0; Sense Motive +0 ] Skirnir Magus 3 [ Speed 20 ft | Spells: 1st 3/3 | Arcane Bond: 1/1 | Arcane Pool: 4/4 | Heavy Shield Bash +6/1d4+6 B; Shortspear +3/1d6+4 P; Battleaxe +6/1d8+4 S | Active conditions: none ]

Following Linge's lead, Sigrun is able to make it over the ice safely. While the others check out the body, she keeps watch on the surroundings - or, well, tries to, through the snow.

perception: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (12) - 4 = 8


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The group collects Mr Dansby's things, and makes note that they need to tell someone about his untimely end the next time they make it to Heldren. but for now, their goal lies ahead.

shortly after corssing the stream, the group finds their way back to the path made by the bandits. it is still visible, but is fading with so much snow.

up ahead, you spot a thin line of smoke rising in the air. and just a little beyond it a thicker line of smoke like that of a chimney. the smaller line of smoke is maybe 200 yards ahead, but from where you are you can't tell if it is on the path or to the side of it.

what do you do next?


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"It looks like someone made a camp. Maybe it's the bandits, or possibly a survivor of the attack?"

Linge observes Horn closely as the bear cub sniffs around him. He has been tracking down the bandits so far; if he picks up a trail that leads to the fire, then they must be getting closer.


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran unslings his shield, sliding his arm into the straps. "Probably hostile, I would imagine, but we can't just rush in, we need to know for sure."


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"Let's tread carefully then," Linge suggests. "And be on our guard if we hear anything."

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Stealth (if needed): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Horn:

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Stealth: 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 22


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Linge walks ahead slightly from the group to get a better look. she finds a group of 4 people sitting and standing around a campfire. they are engaged in a heated discussion and do not seem to notice Linge, even when she steps on an old stick that breaks rather loudly.

the four people all appear to be human and are wearing armor and have weapons at their sides. the armor seems mismatched and is partially covered over by makeshift cold weather clothing - a mix of blankets, coats and scarves.

The fire is just to the side of the trail, but close enough that it looks like they may be watching the road or waiting for someone.


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Linge beckons the rest of the team to get closer as discreetly as they can, while trying to overhear what the men are saying, and in what language they are speaking.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 If needed


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Linge:

the people are speaking common, and seem to be arguing over shares of loot taken from someone recently. one of them is complaining about being stuck out here in the cold, and asing when it will be their turn to go inside and warm up. one of his companions replies that this is better than catching a disease.


F Human (Ulfen) [ HP: 21/24 | AC: 17 (TAC: 11, FFAC: 16) | CMB: +6, CMD: 17 | Fort: +6, Ref: +2, Will: +3 | Init: +1 | Perception +0; Sense Motive +0 ] Skirnir Magus 3 [ Speed 20 ft | Spells: 1st 3/3 | Arcane Bond: 1/1 | Arcane Pool: 4/4 | Heavy Shield Bash +6/1d4+6 B; Shortspear +3/1d6+4 P; Battleaxe +6/1d8+4 S | Active conditions: none ]

Sigrun, not being the most stealthy person with her stature and armor, is reluctant to move up closer, but has not much choice but to follow when Linge calls the group forward. "Have we found our bandits?", she whispers, as she nears the druid and the campfire comes into sight.

stealth, lol: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Stealth: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Garran moves forward doing his best to keep quiet. His pale clothing blends in well against the snowy background.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 5 - 4 = 4

With so much of his attention focus on sneaking he's not paying much attention.


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It is apparent that these guys are not exactly the cream of the crop when it comes to being guards. even without being particularly stealthy, you don't seem to draw any attention from the conversation they are having. you do get the feeling that these are likely the bandits and not some organized force.


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

"They're talking about loot, so I guess that's them. But they're talking about going inside -I think there's another group waiting in a building," Linge whispers to Sigrun and the team, as quietly as she can. "Maybe we can draw them away from the campfire and take care of them without raising the alarm. I could ask Horn to be a bait, while we prepare an ambush further down the road. Or we can just rush in."

Upon hearing his name, Horn lifts his head expectantly.


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Being small and nimble Paldo weaves his way through the trees. ”I like the idea of an ambush and being more prepared than our enemies. Unless they are hunters of some kind I don’t know that our little bear friend would interest them enough the abandon their post. Sounds like they want to go inside anyway. I could make the ground beneath their feet slippery and allow you all to get the jump on them now?”


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

"Too much assumption." Garran disagrees in a whisper. "Set up your ambush. I'll hail them. If they come at me I'll draw them back towards you."


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Following Garran's instructions, Linge and Horn hide between the trees. Linge takes out her sling, and Horn crouches slightly, looking ready to sprint and jump on the first poor, unaware prey that would come a little too close.


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Paldo crept into the woods hiding behind the largest tree he could find within sight of Linge and Horn.


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map added. they have no idea you're there, you can either attack with a surprise round, engage them in dialog, or try to slip around them


Male NG Halfling Arcanist (Elemental Master - Fire) 2 | HP 17/17 | AC 14 T 14 FF 11 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +5 | Init: +7 | Perc: +0, SM: +0 | Speed 20ft | Arcane Reservoir: 2/6| Spells: 1st 1/5 | Active conditions: None.

Preparing to ambush the guards around their fire, Paldo sneaks up to the trees on the ridge above them.

On the surprise round Paldo will cast grease on the 10' square hitting the back two guards. He will also use arcane reservoir pool to add +1 DC. Reflex DC = 15


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Linge and Horn move closer to the bandits. The bear cub is eager to engage combat, but the druidess waits for Garran and Sigrun to get ready before giving him the order to attack.

On the surprise round, Linge will cast Flare on the closest bandit, and Horn will jump into fight


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

Garran stands forth and hails the folk gathered around the campfire. ”Greetings! Mind if I join you at the fire?” Garran is set to turn and bolt at first sign of hostile intent. Readied action. Garran makes sure that the symbol of Iomedae is visible to the people around the fire.


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conversation quickly ends as the people around the fire see Garran approach

"Hey! who the hell are you? what's a priest doing out here in the middle of the woods? ya lost or somethin?"

all four draw swords and eye Garran uneasily, not sure who he is


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

”Name’s Garran. I’m looking into why the weather has gotten so strange.”


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the closest of the people around the campfire waves a sword at Garran in a loose grip

"Weather seems just fine to me, don't know what ya talkin' about. We be getting along just fine here. you seem lost though. maybe ya oughta run back where you came from. ain't ya heard, there's bandits out in these woods. might like some o that pretty armor you got


Female Human (Ulfen), NG Arctic Druid (1), HP 9/9, AC 15/ T 13/ FF 12/ CMB:+0/ CMD: 13/ Fort: +3/ Ref: +2/ Will: +5/ Ini +2 / Perception +7 / Speed 30 feet (Encumbered: 20 ft)/ Spells 1st 2/2/ Active conditions: none

Upon hearing the bandit, Linge decides that they have heard enough. She silently creeps between the trees and raises her arm, flashing a powerful ray of light in the face of the bandit threatening Garran.

5 ft step on the right and cast Flare on the green bandit, Fortitude DC 14

Recognizing it as the signal to attack, Horn leaves his hideout, lashing out at the nearest man.
5 ft step, Attack Blue Bandit

Attack (Bite): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Crititcal hit (confirm?): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack (Claw 1): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack (Claw 2): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Poor dude.


F Human (Ulfen) [ HP: 21/24 | AC: 17 (TAC: 11, FFAC: 16) | CMB: +6, CMD: 17 | Fort: +6, Ref: +2, Will: +3 | Init: +1 | Perception +0; Sense Motive +0 ] Skirnir Magus 3 [ Speed 20 ft | Spells: 1st 3/3 | Arcane Bond: 1/1 | Arcane Pool: 4/4 | Heavy Shield Bash +6/1d4+6 B; Shortspear +3/1d6+4 P; Battleaxe +6/1d8+4 S | Active conditions: none ]

Sigrun has been preparing to attack as well, but she's surprised by Linge's sudden assault. She holds off for now to see what the strangers' reaction is.


Male LG Human (Ulfen) Cleric 2/Slayer 1 | HP 21/23|AC 18 T 11 FF 17 |CMB +3 CMD 14 | Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +7| Init + 1 | Perc +11| Speed 20’ |Channel 3/4 | Spells 1st: 3/4| Active conditions: None | Special powers: Cold resistance 2, Sun's blessing +1 Touch of glory 6/6 Studied target, Track

”Surrender now, if you want to live.” It probably was an implied threat, but Garran gives them one last chance.
He also casts bless to shift the odds in the right direction. A fight is sure to be inevitable at this point. Iomedae, guide our aim...

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