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Aaremeth walks out and seems in a very jovial mood speaking quietly to his comrades. "Well gentlemen, I was thinking we might speak with the Sheriff and Shayla about happenings in town and if things are well, we give our selves a day of rest and then hunt then down to their last."
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth gins as the town folk are obviously cheered even in their poor state of health. Soon this town will be back on its feat and once they are he would see it out from under the log baron's shadow. at least treated fairly and certainly he won't be excepting these strong arm tactics any longer. After seeing how two lumber jacks fight, he can only imagine the resistance the whole town could put up. Yes, a guild should unify and take a stand, perhaps in a week or two after everyone is nice and healthy again. Things need to change, between this group, the sheriff and Shala, their should be enough brave souls to stand and rally the rest.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
"It was successful."with a bit of relief in his voice. He tears a t a pouch at his waist and presents the iron bloom mushrooms. " I dunno between our lumberjacks and couple of heroes just of the road, they have me doubting that the woods are all that intimidating." He steps aside to let the others be seen and give over their portions of the ingredients.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth Follows Quicksilver as long as the Mule's energy lasts and finally retakes the lead as home comes into sight. He opens the door to his shop and pats Quicksilver's bottom as the mule walks into the store. He then walks over to Laurel's without closing his shops door and knocks on the door with an urgent rap. He typically wouldn't be so boisterous and impolite with Laurel, but he is sure that she will great the ingredients with a warm reception and relief.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
"That is a sound plan to me, again any of you that'd like to stay in my home is welcome, though I think after word gets around that we provided the cure, the mayor will have you staying where ever you like for free. Quicksilver looks around and for once starts to take an enthusiastic lead back toward town.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
Lueck can you cast that spell that makes people bigger again? if so, I think applying to Harn and using him as a ferry sounds like a most positive solution to this quandary. what do you say Harn, I know you've always wanted to be a means of transportation."AAremeth jokes, the forced march must be getting to him.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth sees Trevor's shocked expression and then nods to him as he agrees,as if he just saw his reasoning. If they don't travel all night well, they can at least get away from there. besides, nikolaes words wring truer than any he has heard, he could see not running as fast as they could when they didn't have all the ingredients, but now every second they dally is one that the afflicted don't have.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth takes two of the larger mushrooms and speaks to Greypelt. So be it, my offer stands about trading service, be wary or the local water, if any of yours fall sick because of it seek me out in the hallow.I honestly appreciate this.Aaremeth bows slightly and walks away still calmly. He comes back to the group with a smile on his face. to the hallow boys!
Male Elven Alchemist 1
aaremeth follows greypelt along, carrying him self forward just as before. ah, I had the same thing in mind, we will be away soon as we receive the fungus. I hope this might be the beginging of an understanding among my settlement and yours. Perhaps on occasion you could come to us with such issues, and perhaps if ever we needed a favor in return, we could call upon your mighty pack.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
we can always come back to see what grey pelt is up to, I fear for our hallow though. GreyPelt! it is finished The bipeds speak true, shall we now have our fungus? AAremeth calls out loudly. Your pups can now be raised with out worry of foul tentacled flying beasts, and we need to return so that we can ensure that ours do as well.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth goes quiet as he goes back to inspecting the sacrilegious device. he then looks up at the companions that are still waiting for an answer. "Oh right! Spiritual Weapon, and Cure Serious wounds" he glances around. "well if there is nothing else to be found lets go get our payment from the worg and be on our way, Shall we make haste away from here?"
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth glances at the scroll. 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27 Aaremeth nods and reads the scroll. before relating the details of the scroll the elf looks to NikolaeYou are too hard on your self friend, it should not be the elf imitates the dry tone that he used.I am... self-taught, in the ways of the arcane. he smiles lightly it should be, I have tuaght myself everything I know! You are quite skilled, paticularly as you have learned all you know on your own. If you seek a bit of formal knowledge I would be glad to help.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
Aaremeth purses his lips as he is drawn away from a sneaky little centipede that he found under a rotting piece of wood, sometimes searching an area lead to finding things you wouldn't scoop up in throw in your pouch. He attends Trevor's more adventurous and appropriate curiosity. he studies the indention on the shrine. I assume that I still am using the percp roll of 16, let me know if you need another.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
Perception1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16 "Well done gentlemen!" AAremeth notices Trevor taking a look around and does so as well. He snoops around the room The elf seems to be fascinited with the terrible state the place is in. "You know, I am not sure why but I had a terrible feeling earlier that the fly creatures were going to be flying kittens or cherurbs, I'm not sure why."
Male Elven Alchemist 1
round2: Aaremeth draws a second bomb, questioning his new techniques effectiveness, there was something obviously off about that last flask, still much perfecting to be done. perhaps this one will do better. He grips the flask and tosses it at the area five feet in front of where big Trevor is.with the same squares off limits squares as the prior turn, the three squares in front of the tentacle beast and the ones to the sides.1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 231d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
do you crit with splash weapons?
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oh, well in that case. do over! Aaremeth watches as Harn makes his way up the treacherous path and eyes the small bits of debri that seem to fall in his wake. I think i may enter in threw the do with you gentlemen. AAremeth follows trevor to the door and keeps his bomb at the ready.
Male Elven Alchemist 1
Well I just wanted to throw it out there, I am planning on running the free mod that is going to be given out on free game day. if you want to start rolling chars around in your heads( and are interested) I'll be going with 25point buy or if you'd prefer to chance it with the dice you can do six sets of best 3d6 out of 4d6 reroll ones.(see example below), max class gold, 2 traits and a bonus feat if you have a decent background, the feat will have to tie into the background so keep that in mind. the guys in this and kingmaker get first shot. from there I may recruit from some other threads i'm in. and from there see if the masses are interested. if you want to play, please don't read the mod until we are done with it, this will be my gm debut, so I may need some help along the way. --- 4d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 1, 6) = 16 reroll 11d6 ⇒ 5 4d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 4, 1) = 8 reroll 1's2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 4d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 3, 1) = 11
4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 3, 2) = 13 4d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 3, 4) = 12
4d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 4, 5) = 16
Male Elven Alchemist 1
Hmmm, first let me say that your ears are at least as pointy as mine and second, a deal is a deal, I was just curious on what it was that was so dangerous it had you spending your time on putting up a door. the elf seems to remember the task at hand sets his mind toward it. shall we gentlemen?
Male Elven Alchemist 1
AAremeth still holding the glass explosive turns slowly around to Greypelt. " You know what, before I throw this explosive at those flying things, I want to know why you want them dead, and what they've done to deserve it. the elf says with the still unstable look upon his fine elven features. odd lights cast from the sun rod currently lighting them up. I just had this odd idea , that you might be the proverbial big bad wolf, and them the two little flying pigs. they aren't birds, yet you don't know what to call them? do they speak? The bombs liquid swirling in its canter like a fine explosive wine. are they so formidable that you'd have us tend to them or is it a simple lake of hands to pull a bow and arrow, eh four feet?
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