Wolf uses his training to try and protect Lupe.
That aids Lupe's AC. The AC vs the attack is 22 and I think that makes it a miss.
"Was anyone poisoned and any way to heal that?" Urah asks knowing full well and with no guilt that he wasn't the one.
Wolf uses his training to try and protect Lupe.
That works so Luke was not hit. Gotta love a high AC.
So Gnasher ends up at -17 and 3 con damage at the end of the fight but the rest of you are fine.
do you all head back to the harpy lair now and do you try any fancy tricks?
Feeling uncomfortable as he moves around the old slave market. Gnasher gestures at the snake head, attempting a human-like smile that ends up looking more like a growl. "Bird woman not be please. Gnasher not want fight her weak." He gestures out the door towards the north. "Tribe return to camp, face bird woman in morning when better,"
When it appears everyone is ready, He shoulders his fauchard and starts to head to camp.
Tarak curses as he accidentally drains one of the poison sacs onto the dirt, growling he looks up at Casper.
"Well, there's no disguising this, do you want me to try the other one? Might be able to salvage some but it'll be a mite but obvious we were messin' with it."
"Ya, Gnasher you don't look so good. Take this prayer."
Con
Tarak curses as he accidentally drains one of the poison sacs onto the dirt, growling he looks up at Casper.
"Well, there's no disguising this, do you want me to try the other one? Might be able to salvage some but it'll be a mite but obvious we were messin' with it."
** spoiler omitted **
Casper sighs in frustration and turns his closed eyes towards the heavens.
Father Blackfingers, my patience wanes.
Turning to Lupe as the mounted warrior speaks to him. Gnasher feels the prayer wash over him. Lulling his tongue in a gnoll smile. "Thank you Lupe. Feel better, like strength returning." He fishes out the wand he 'found' holding it out. "Once leg wound is healed, tribe back to Harpy and finish what started?"
Tarak just grunts at nobody answering his question, and digs the remaining poison out of the snakes head ().
Wiping his hands he stands up and takes Gnasher's proffered wand, "I got ya.". Taking a moment to familiarize himself with the wand, he speaks the command word while touching the gnoll.
Rolling his neck, as the healing wave floods over him, Gnasher looks at his leg, the snakebite now healed. He smiles a toothy smile. "When done with snakehead tribe go present to birdwoman."
"Okay, I like finishing jobs that help people, so let's do that."
Tarak manages to salvage 1 dose of poison though I don't think he has handed it over to Casper yet.
Seeing Tarak eventually 'milk' the poison from the other viper fang, The healthy and healed Gnasher, not really understanding why they talked to the harpy in the first place, points at the dead head with his fauchard. Giving Lupe a toothy grin. "Gnasher hoping Lupe mean "finishing job' as freeing bird woman from mortal coil."
Once Casper has secured the poison, Gnasher will lead the tribe back to the Harpy to see if they can provoke a fight.
The group heads on back over to the tannery...
... without incident, dripping head in hand sans one fang. They line up outside the door, ready to go in, with a backdrop of screeching - wait, is that singing? Something about toad tails and possum eyes?
Urah follows behind but with the intention to stay outside while the party finishes the deal with her.
He won't let the others know but every time she looked at him, he felt his lifespan shorten.
Frowning at the screeching, not because of the sound, but because of the reputations harpies have, Gnasher enters the building. Resting the magical fauchard on his shoulder. He gestures back. "Tribe brought head as requested."
Urah follows behind but with the intention to stay outside while the party finishes the deal with her.
He won't let the others know but every time she looked at him, he felt his lifespan shorten.
In a continuation of his possessive behavior during the previous conversation with the winged harridan, Casper stays close to Urah during the entirety of their short trip back to the harpy's dwelling. It seems rather clear that the red-headed native of Druma is trying to insinuate some kind of interest on his part.
The harpys song stops, no rather, changes, from a slightly melodic screech to a welcoming screech. You see the harpy standing on a table with a pile of ingredients in bowls and such on the table beside her, a large paddle in her hand as she stirs one of the vats.
Dropping the paddle into the vat she screeches "You did it, you fine young strapping lads! Let me see, let me see!". You do notice a patter there. She seems to like to screech everything she says.
As is his custom, Tarak hangs back a bit and let's the more charismatic members of the group so the talking, keeping an eye to the sky for inspiration.
"I mostly hit it in the body so the head would be good."
Urah stands back to watch as the group deals with the Harpy. He does notice that Casper is close by. Likely to give him aid if the Harpy tries anything else funny.
Motioning for whoever has the head to toss it to the harpy, Gnasher, nods, "Tribe killed snake, cut head off. Give tribe information promised. Then tribe give head."
Taking the head from Tarak in his free claw, Gnasher rests his fauchard on his shoulder it's handle in his other claw. Walking further into the building, closer to the bird woman. Holding the head at his side nonchalantly. "Again we have the head. Before I turn it over we would hear the secrets your keeping."
Taking the head from Tarak in his free claw, Gnasher rests his fauchard on his shoulder it's handle in his other claw. Walking further into the building, closer to the bird woman. Holding the head at his side nonchalantly. "Again we have the head. Before I turn it over we would hear the secrets your keeping."
Casper smirks, "Yes, and if the information is good enough, we'll hand it over, and not a moment before, you filthy hag."
Undrella, for you are on first name bases now, seems to have not noticed that the head is a bit mangled and starts to spill the beans. But not without a lewd wink at Urah first and then looking for the hottie Filleped. though she does glare at Casper. She definitely does not like Casper.
"I have reason to believe that the merchants visiting in the battle market are reasonable minded men, meaning they do not owe Kardswann a thing and will flap whichever way the wind is blowing. They might, with a small gift, even sit any battle out. Maybe even help, though that would take more than a small gift I would say. I could get word to them if you wish to go that route."
Filliped chooses that moment to peek in the room and gets a wink of his own, after which he ducks back outside with a gulp. If you DID want to set a trap, you have a fine piece of ... bard to use as bait. if you could get him to cooperate.
"Also, I have a couple of keys that might interest you. One that will give you access to the battle market and one to open the hallway with some cells in it. But for those you have to promise to allow me to stay here unmolested once you take over. If you take over."
Undrella, for you are on first name bases now, seems to have not noticed that the head is a bit mangled and starts to spill the beans. But not without a lewd wink at Urah first and then looking for the hottie Filleped.
"I have reason to believe that the merchants visiting in the battle market are reasonable minded men, meaning they do not owe Kardswann a thing and will flap whichever way the wind is blowing. They might, with a small gift, even sit any battle out. Maybe even help, though that would take more than a small gift I would say. I could get word to them if you wish to go that route."
"Also, I have a couple of keys that might interest you. One that will give you access to the battle market and oned to open the hallway with some cells in it. But for those you have to promise to allow me to stay here unmolested once you take over. If you take over."
Casper assumes a solemn tome and raises his hand
"I swear on the honor of the sacred prophecies of Kalistrade by which the people of Druma govern themselves that we shall leave your person free and unharmed in return for these tokens.":::HA! I'll swear to anything for my advantage. Rest assured I'll stick you with a poison bite the first chance I get you filthy and lascivious old hag!:::
Watching as the Harpy eyeballs his tribe, Gnasher can't tell if she wants to seduce them or eat them. Either way he pays attention to the details the creature gives and his ears perk up when she mentions keys. Considering whether to explain that they are but employees of the people who will be running the town, or just attacking the creature outright, Gnasher is surprised when Casper swears she will remain unharmed. He looks from Casper to the Harpy watching to see what she will do before he offers the head to her.
@Casper
Yes, Gnasher is right. roll a bluff.
@all
You all can roll sense motives if you want to with a +5 since you know Casper.
So basically an average lie.
The harpy gives Casper's a dubious look and waits for the rest of you to confirm.
Listening to the harpy's information and her proposition about the keys, Gnasher Raises an eyebrow at Casper's proposition. He obviously was lying, knowing their employer would not want such a deal made. If Gnasher could tell he was lying, the bird woman would be able to tell as well. Looking from Casper to the bird, twisting his mouth to pronounce the human words. "So valuable information is 'merchants reasonable minded men'? May 'join tribe for pay'?" In a very human manner, Gnasher spits. Then shakes his head no. "Not valuable information, Bird woman describe every merchant. Bird woman not keep her side of bargain, why would tribe make more bargain?" He holds up the vipers head, showing his teeth in what looks more like a growl than a grin. "Need more for head. Give keys call it even."
"Since Casper said so. I guess that's what he means." Urah puts forward believing Casper entirely..........
She squints her eyes and her lips get tight as she looks first at Casper and then at Gnasher.
"No promise, no keys!"
She looks poised for flight if you move towards her, not liking what she is hearing at all.
Shaking his head, but not moving further, Gnasher holds the head out to her. "Need more for viper head. Merchants being Merchants not 'valuable information'"
the harpy holds her ground, not budging on the deal.
Ma'am? I don't really know what's going on here. When people talk too much I get a little lost. I like helping people. That is why I helped you and that is why I help others. I like making and keeping friends, so if you could give some more information we could become better and better friends. That means we can help each other more in the future. That's how friends work. This snake really hurt my friend and we just want to fair trade is all."
"Me too, but I've already given some information, added some more, offered keys, and so far I have gotten nothing. I'm starting to get the feeling you all plan on reneging on our deal."
Moving forward, Gnasher sets the viper head on a stack of barrels. Gesturing towards the still visible bite on his leg. "Viper bit Gnasher on leg, try to kill Gnasher. Gnasher killed viper instead. Bird woman gives generic information. Gnasher not think fair trade."
He looks back to Lupe."But Chief say bird woman tribes friend. Gnasher think bird woman would kill tribe. Gnasher think tribe should kill bird woman before bird woman kill tribe." Turning back to the harpy. "But chief say friends."
He shrugs in a very human like manner, stepping back from the head. "Tribe work for Almah, she want Kelmarane, pay tribe get for her. Tribe would need ask Almah's permission let bird woman stay."
Tarak just grunts as Gnasher puts the head down, "We done here?"
@Gnasher
"I gave you information about the chief, which you will end up fighting no doubt. He is a genie and can walk though magical barriers. I also gave you a way of eliminating a potential enemy before the fight begins. I think the deal was fair enough."
@Tarak
"That depends. If you want me to contact the merchants and have them sit out any battle, you will need to tell me what your offer is to them. And if you want the keys you will ALL need to promise to let me stay on here unmolested after you are done."
"Me too, but I've already given some information, added some more, offered keys, and so far I have gotten nothing. I'm starting to get the feeling you all plan on reneging on our deal."
Casper's eyes narrow and his entire countenance assumes a dark cast,
"You miserable creature, I just solemnly swore to you on the honor of the most sacred principles of my people, the holy prophecies of the seer Kalistrade, and you reply as if that were nothing!"
As he continues, the red head is practically bellowing, his cheeks flushing a tint almost as bright as his hair,
"Worthless scoundrel! You impugn the honor of the Druman people and of my house and my revered ancestors! How dare you! I will only accept your apology to this unprovoked and unmerited offence if you immediately make appropriate amends in words and deeds to remedy the deep offense you have rendered."
At this point Casper is almost hyperventilating with anger, his breathing a hissing succession of spittle-laden exhalations.
Tarak starts quietly focusing his mind on some combat magic, thinking that outburst was gonna kick this thing off.
Finally, we were gonna have to fight her eventually anyway.
@Casper
Why don't you do an intimidate roll with that.
@Casper
Why don't you do an intimidate roll with that.
Well, you have scared her. But that is not necessarily a good thing... Trying to think like a harpy...
"Very well, I apologize."
She takes flight and ends up on the second level about as far as she can get from you all.
Well, you have scared her. But that is not necessarily a good thing... Trying to think like a harpy...
"Very well, I apologize."
She takes flight and ends up on the second level about as far as she can get from you all.
Casper sneers
"And well you should, you miserable unbeliever. The holy light of the oracles of Kalistrade shall always lead my people aright."
@Casper
Why don't you do an intimidate roll with that.
Watching the Harpy take flight, Gnasher let's out an exasperated sound. Turning to the others he asks, "Leave now or continue parley with bird woman?"
Walking out of the building, Gnasher Shakes his head. "Gnasher want to kill something, find Peryton?"