Kingmaker: Blood for Blood!

Game Master BloodWolven

"Trolls yes, but goblins, no." Ulricha says with a shrug.

Zsófia returns to Jorne with a disappointed expression. With a flick of her hair that shows off her ribbons, she defends herself. "We went into the tunnels to make sure there weren't any enemies behind us that could threaten us later. Vandomir and Xandarian discovered a group of goblins hiding in the tunnels, but with Ulricha's help we frightened them off. We have been trying to confirm this, but we haven't found any tracks. If they are still here, they are well-hidden."

He nods at the first statement. He then states, "Good, though the rabble that was left shouldn't be much of a thorn in the side."

With Katrina suffering from overexertion and exhaustion, would it be safe to assume taking her to some place in town, is where she wants to go?

"Say, Katrina was it? Where would you like to go? The inn, or do you have a place of your own i bring you to?"

She weakly says, "Yes Katrina. Just rest me next to a tree. I don't think any of the Council Members have something like that... well Sulvanii likely does and Bearik has his pyramid... nevermind, just get me to a tree and some vegetation. Give me a bit of time to meditate and I should be good to go in four hours."

As Alice brings Katrina back to the camp he rushes up and asks, "What happened? Are we under attack?!"

"Does anyone speak goblin? I scouted and found a small group of them running away. I wounded this guy and was able to convince him to come back with me. But I don't speak goblin and he doesn't speak common. Considering all of the efforts that have made Greenwatch and Elkheart the haven that it is I was thinking that we shouldn't be exterminating goblins when they could have been useful out here?"

Before they leave to find the others he would address Jorrast. He incredulously asks Jorrast, "Have you dealt with goblins before. They are craven creatures that would sooner kill and burn you than have you as an ally. Sure there is that one in a hundred but most of those die by other goblin hands. They are just vermin."

The groups collect in the glade that Stalker and his Wraiths had prepared. There are tents in place now, looking in you see two cots and a bedroll on each cot. If you ask about them of any of the Wraiths they offer, "They are available to anyone."

If Quince does not collect the group... then Jorne would.

He nods at the first statement. He then states, "Good, though the rabble that was left shouldn't be much of a thorn in the side."

Ulricha nods, glad to hear that their leader agrees with her assessment of the goblins. Seeing the camp set up, the warrior rolls her shoulders, knowing that they were now entering the calm before the storm, with preparations made, now came the wait before the battle was joined.

What do you do for the next 16 hours?

The Wraiths always have two archers up on the West hill on lookout.

After four hours Katrina gets up rested and heads back up the gulley.

After being put next to a tree with vegetation around it the vegetation grows and surrounds her as if a blanket. Once rested she gets up and yawns, looking at the sky she nods to herself and begins to head up the gulley again, she looks around and sees who is available to protect her.

She plans to make the other briar wall and then meditate the rest of the time. Unless someone interacts with her.

After having a meal as the group settles into camp, Ulricha looks around for something to keep her busy. Noting the beautiful dark-haired woman who seems the embodiment of the natural wilds seeking aid, she moves forward to assist.

"Do you need help, Lady?” she asks as she approaches.

As Alice brings Katrina back to the camp he rushes up and asks, "What happened? Are we under attack?!"

"No. Katrina's overexerted herself, i'm taking her to rest up."

Alice finds a nice strong looking tree, with a nice background when looking at it.

As Katrina sits down, Alice makes a clear picture in her mind and, when Katrina sits under her blanket of flowers, leaves and moss, Alice takes out her sketching supplies and starts sketching the scene.

Craft sketch, guidance: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 12 + 1 = 25
She might adjust the vegetation blanket slightly in the picture. But otherwise puts care to set the beauty of the scene properly into a picture. She copies the sketch for her own portfolio, but neatly folds the original, and carefully puts it near Katrina, where she'd find it when waking up.

She would then sit down about a quarter turn further at the base of that big tree, taking a short nap, to be woken by her familiar.

Having returned from the cavern, Vandomir will spend some time with Rocinian. He will first cast [i]"speak local language"[/b] on her, and after they will have a nice long (40 minute) conversation in Taldane. They discuss the day's events, weather, and Rocinian will direct Vandomir as to just how best to groom her, etc.

Before they leave to find the others he would address Jorrast. He incredulously asks Jorrast, "Have you dealt with goblins before. They are craven creatures that would sooner kill and burn you than have you as an ally. Sure there is that one in a hundred but most of those die by other goblin hands. They are just vermin."

"Yes. In my experience you are right for many of them. But I have also known some that were intelligent enough to learn and become civilized. Maybe goblins from the crown of the world are different though. I'll walk this one off then. He's harmless and can rejoin the group that was running away."

The groups collect in the glade that Stalker and his Wraiths had prepared. There are tents in place now, looking in you see two cots and a bedroll on each cot. If you ask about them of any of the Wraiths they offer, "They are available to anyone."

Once at the well-established and stocked camp, Xandarian chooses one of the cots in the tents, putting his non-essentials down. With the vibe of the camp mellowing out, the caydenite paladin decides to act the 'social butterfly': speaking with other new members he didn't get a chance to earlier.

First, Xandarian carefully walked over to where Ulricha and Alice, both large women the paladin noticed, were looking in on the resting fey lady. Trying to be discreet, Xandarian waved hello to both ladies wordlessly. While drinking from his mysteriously full copper tankard, the azata-blooded aasimar looked on as shaman painted, delighted in the process.

After a while, Xandarian returned to the campfire and took out his mandolin and began to play a lightly-strum melody, appropriate for resting.
Perform (string): 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (14) + 21 = 35

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18 Damn.

If Quince does not collect the group... then Jorne would.

Happily.

"We have done much in preparation we should get some rest before the storm."

Quince looks to Alice, "Thank you for looking after Katrina. I have not seen her exerted like this before. My mind is elsewhere and eyes . . .well you know. I am so used to here being limitless."

Quince checks on Katrina as she prepares to rest. "Is there anything I can do to help."

First, Xandarian carefully walked over to where Ulricha and Alice, both large women the paladin noticed, were looking in on the resting fey lady.

5ft 9in, i suppose for Alice.

At Xandarian waving, she greets him back with a short raised hand and friendly smile, then continuing her picture.

Earlier...

Quince looks to Alice, "Thank you for looking after Katrina. I have not seen her exerted like this before. My mind is elsewhere and eyes . . .well you know. I am so used to here being limitless.

"You're welcome. Well i suppose putting effort in defending one's home can lead to taxing measures.

Xandarian wrote:

First, Xandarian carefully walked over to where Ulricha and Alice, both large women the paladin noticed, were looking in on the resting fey lady.

5ft 9in, i suppose for Alice.

Yeah I was wondering about that too since Xandarian's 6'2

Sorry. I was under the impression Alice was big and tall like Ulricha. I guess Xandarian think Alice is big in other ways.

Sorry. I was under the impression Alice was big and tall like Ulricha. I guess Xandarian think Alice is big in other ways.

I picture her as healthy and fit of figure. Attractive, but not Tifa Lockheart proportions. ;)

Ulricha gives Xanadrian a friendly nod as he waves. As the blue-haired man drinks and plays, the barbarian gives a puzzled look as she walks away.

"Did that rabbit just do magic?"

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

Xandarian wrote:

Sorry. I was under the impression Alice was big and tall like Ulricha. I guess Xandarian think Alice is big in other ways.

I picture her as healthy and fit of figure. Attractive, but not Tifa Lockheart proportions. ;)

Dani Speegle? Cory Everson?

Alice Emmington wrote:

Xandarian wrote:
Sorry. I was under the impression Alice was big and tall like Ulricha. I guess Xandarian think Alice is big in other ways.
I picture her as healthy and fit of figure. Attractive, but not Tifa Lockheart proportions. ;)
Dani Speegle? Cory Everson?

No, XD. Those are the strong athlete kind. I reckon more towards Halle Berry in John Wick, on fit and healthy figure.

Did that rabbit just do magic?"

Autopass that perception.

Earlier...

Quince wrote:

Quince looks to Alice, "Thank you for looking after Katrina. I have not seen her exerted like this before. My mind is elsewhere and eyes . . .well you know. I am so used to here being limitless.

"You're welcome. Well i suppose putting effort in defending one's home can lead to taxing measures.

But no, i can't say i know about eyes being elsewhere."

He looks at her and smirks, "I just mean my eyes were on where we are and the dangers around us. You seem to understand that well."

Quince looks toward the rabbit curiously.

The next day comes but as you wake you notice that it is much colder. There is a strong breeze. There are black storm cloud above and as far as you can see.

map of the gully Please assist in any changes that you made to the gulley... such as trenches, traps, or anything else. Also please move your character picture to where you would like to start.

I don't have an icon

When Jorrast gets up in the morning he looks for Quince to see if he can get a set of the wands before the battle, especially the wands of fireball and wall of fire....

Where is the army coming from? I assume it's from the bottom of the map, from the southwest, because that looks like the mouth of the gully to me, but I could always be mistaken. :)

Also, I added the pits and trenches that Chizzlall dug to the map, and where his obscuring mist will be when he casts it. He can include two more people in ashen path, allowing them to see through the fog for 10m, if they are near enough for him to touch them.

The enemy will be coming from the North or top of the map. To the southwest is our camp and the end of the gully.

Accustomed to waking early before battle, Ulricha is up shortly before sunrise. Getting dressed and leaving the tent, she breathes deeply of the chill morning air, enjoying the bracing drop in temperature.

Despite her sparse garb, she relished the cold, likely a trait of the giant blood running through her veins, coupled with a hardiness born of growing up in the forboding Tors of Levenies. Looking toward the base of the gully, she spots the cause of the increasing cold, the primal Katrina, working powerful magic, calling forth a powerful storm.

Those with the power to affect the natural world had always fascinated her, and she counted herself lucky to have one such as an ally now. Gathering up her weapon, she went to join those in the camp already active, ready to face the oncoming attackers.

Thanks!!

Xandarian eventually gets up t the sound of people breaking camp and getting ready for the day. Resting next to him is his copper tankard filled with what smells like a honey ale: a gift from Boffy no doubt. With the ale, Xandarian begins his morning prayers to Cayden Cailean, asking for his paladin spells, and toasting his god.

Once his morning drink is gone, Xandarian gets dressed and armored and ready for the day. Boffy joins him shortly, having trotted back into camp.

Into our motherland Derpkaris armies march
Heroes stand side by side to stop the demon charge
Balors above our soil lets strike down all these beasts
8000 blades at war Gorrums wroth unleashed

Markus pumps himself up with some Kellid warsongs he learned in the Abyss of all places.

which of the maps are we on?

which of the maps are we on?

This one.

Waking up early to commune for her spells at leisure, Alice spots Katrina with Jorne up ahead.

GM, Alice performs her ritual to ask the powers that be, for access to the Protective Luck hex for this day. Double DC 20 checks, 1 Kn. Arcan and 1 Kn. History. Both modifiers are at +14, or potentially +16 if my spirit animal familiar could aid other?

Am sorting through spells for the day.

Alroid Ulricha, lets show them how to rage roight? Can you use that? If yes, take a pip!

He holds out his wand of shield

Otherwise he readies an action to cast long arm once the foes show up.

"The magic of wands is not something I have learned." Ulricha replies to the large half-orc. So it seems he was another who embraced rage in battle.

"Today is a good day to bring death to the enemy." she says with a hint of a smile.

If we get through this I may figure out how to make other people big, not just myself! When I get pissed, I double in size, and I have a trick to maek my arms be longer. Enough to boink someone on the other side of them trenches without passing it even! Oi, when I trip someone they fall in dumb ways so you can add some of yer own boinking

Due to EITR, I got spring attack and greater trip at the ready, if I trip someone them falling provokes from me and you

When Jorrast gets up in the morning he looks for Quince to see if he can get a set of the wands before the battle, especially the wands of fireball and wall of fire....

Quince offers the wands wanted.

The enemy will be coming from the North or top of the map. To the southwest is our camp and the end of the gully.

And our camp is not in the city? Correct.

I added a green square for Quince. He is atop the west hill overlooking the gully.

Quince makes his way to the others. "A good ambush isn't seen coming. Who wants to be invisible when the time comes?"

Into our motherland Derpkaris armies march

Heroes stand side by side to stop the demon charge
Balors above our soil lets strike down all these beasts
8000 blades at war Gorrums wroth unleashed

Sabaton! ^^

Finishing her communion for spells, and the ritual thereafter, Alice approaches the rest of the group. Hot Dog pumping himself into a fighting spirit, she takes a look at who would most benefit from that extra boost she could provide.

The camp is just South West of the Gully. Be ready for the attack tonight, any other preparations? Also will you be waiting in the Gully? Please place your picture in your starting spot.

Seeing Jorrast on the East Hill, Xandarian takes up an position on the West Hill.

Quince makes his way to the others. "A good ambush isn't seen coming. Who wants to be invisible when the time comes?"

Zsófia raises her hand. "Until my friend Chizlall here casts his fog spell, the two of us and his mount will be visible and vulnerable to archers. An invisibility spell would certainly help us to spring our trap!"

He tosses her a want of greater invisibility.

Vandomir and Rocinian are prepared to face whatever enemies pass through the defenses. In the mean time, he can practice his archery.

He smiles at the group, salutes and rubs his golden ring, at which point he disappears.

A disembodied voice comes from where he was standing, "I will be the Vanguard, we are wanting them to come down the slippery gulley and ambush them after the chokepoint?"

---Surprise Round actions---
Being invisible he finds a great place to cleave, then slices!

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 14 - 2 = 20
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 6d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 11 + (4, 6, 3, 3, 1, 5) + 6 = 44 fire, acid, stance, sneak damage (/x3)

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 14 - 2 = 26
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 2) + 11 + (5, 4, 6) + 6 = 37 fire damage (/x3)

Vs. Goblins

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 14 - 2 = 24
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 2) + 11 + (2, 3, 3) + 6 = 32 fire damage (/x3)

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 14 - 2 = 20
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 6) + 11 + (6, 5, 6) + 6 = 41 fire damage (/x3)

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 14 - 2 = 15
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 3) + 11 + (4, 6, 6) + 6 = 40 fire damage (/x3)

Cleaving finish on troll:

+2 Cold Iron Halberd of defending: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 14 - 2 = 22
damage: 2d6 + 11 + 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 1) + 11 + (4, 1, 3) + 6 = 32 fire damage (/x3)

A group of trolls and goblins find the gully first. The goblins get kicked down or picked up and eaten as the victim shrieks in terror. The large trolls don't find the stairsteps down very hard to traverse. They get just past the chokepoint and a large Jorne appears with his halberd cleaving two trolls and three goblins.

Which marks the start of battle. Map should be updated soon. Readied actions please. Then we will go into Round 1.

When the initial sounds of combat are heard, Alice folds her hands together and recites an incantation.

While Xandarian may have made an inaccurate assumption prior, her form starts glowing, and Alice transforms into a small winged creature.

Picture of appearance

In a voice a pitch higher and appropriate to her new size, "Time to stop the opposition, hehehe."

If possible, she'd fly 25ft up, no biggie if readied actions are single action only in this case.

Now being a small fey, she gets a +1 to AC from size, +2 to Dex and +2 to con, +2 to ranged attacks from size and dex modifiers. Initiative bonus is +6 currently.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Perception (Boffy): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 (Oh dear...)

Xandarian lowers his gaze in sadness. Hearing the death knells of the goblins, the paladin wishes he could have convinced the goblins to come with him willingly, in the hopes they might still be alive to party a next day.

Boffy notices the shaman transform into a pixie, and gleeful look washes over the hare's eyes.

The caydenite paladin draws The Carouser's Retort and readies his heavy mithril shield, determined to bring justice to the goblin party-goers.

Xandarian your picture is on the West hill. That would mean you are up on the West hill. Or did you want to be in the gully?

A goblin falls into the pit and screams in pain as the fog appears. Assuming Chizzlall has it ready when he sees the first enemy. You are invisible so... Round 2 will commence tomorrow night.

Round 1
28 Zsofia 25 Alice 25 Jorne 18 Vandomir 17 Chizzlall 15 Jorrast
13 Quince 12 Xandarian
11 goblins
7 trolls
6 Ulricha 1 Hot Dog