"Where she goes, I go," says Agramayne, and packs up his things to follow Achlys out of the priory (and story).
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Agramayne, also, will be leaving the game. Thank you for the opportunity to play.
Off to GenCon. I'll be away until Monday 8/3/15.
"Aye," agreed Agramayne. "And on the morrow I'm going to go out looking for what caused those lights. Anyone who wants can join me in the morning."
"Tell me more about these lights," said Agramayne, hoping for some adventure and agreeing with Malvenos that something evil stirred in or around the priory. "Did they move? How many could you see at one time? Were they always in the same direction? Has this ever happened before?"
"Indeed. Your health and praises to your lord," agreed Agramayne, lifting his glass. "But for the sound of your bell we should not be found until Spring." "What news is there?" he continued. "Is there aught else that has happened here or that you have heard of?"
"I'll come with you," said Agramayne unnecessarily. He was never more than a few feet from Achlys. Once back at their rooms, he said "Something is going on here, Lys," he said, using the nickname she suffered no one else to use. "I can feel it. But you rest peacefully until dinner. I'll be right here to see you're not disturbed." The paladin took up a faithful watch outside the inquisitor's door. His sword was in his room as promised, but he folded his big arms and leaned against the wall next to her door. No one was getting into his charge's room without going through him.
"Well," says Agramayne, "That's the whole place. It looks like everything here is going just fine. What say we all just relax and wait out the storm?"
Agramayne is right behind Jal. His gut tells him that something is amiss in the priory, but he has no idea what it might be.
Agramayne sighed. "You're both right. It is suspicious. But we are guests here and we've no proof that anything evil or illegal is occurring behind that door. We must respect her wishes. For now." It was clear that the paladin was unhappy with his own pronouncement.
Agramayne mouthed the word "maybe" to Achlys with a grim smile. He rolled his hand in a "keep going" gesture."
"S'why I'm not barging in," says Agramayne.
A believer in many gods, but a devout follower of Iomedae, Agramayne has little interest in theology or philosophy. His faith in the Inheritor and even more so in the noble sacrifice she represents, is unshakable, but that doesn't mean that he enjoys discussion of religious topics. He is a man of action and so politely declines Tomas's invitation to religious indoctrination. He goes to the infirmary door with Jal and knocks loudly on it.
We explore!
After he and Achlys have cleaned up and made their spaces livable, Agramayne suggests to her and the others "Let's take a walk and see the parts of the priory we've so far missed."
We still going?
Blissfully ignorant of Malvenos's discomfort, Agramayne smiled encouragingly at the monk.
Agramayne began to clean not only his chamber, but those of his fellow travelers. However, he stopped when Achlys left to go with Malvenos. Leaving his sword and shield and gear of war behind, he followed the inquisitor with only a small dagger at his belt.
Agramayne smiled at his charge, standing protectively close to her and laying a gauntleted hand on her arm. "Where you go, I go, Achlys," he said. "I will take the room next to yours and wait for you. Perhaps I can help repay these monks for their kindness by cleaning up." Turning to their traveling companions, he said "Call us if you need us." With that, the paladin followed Malvenos to the cells. "We are used to far rougher lodgings," he said. "But if you will direct me to a mop and broom, perhaps I can clean up before the others arrive." Agramayne was never too proud for simple labor. Indeed, he believed it was a positive good for the soul.
Agramayne was reluctant to give up his weapons while he had a charge to protect. But this wasn't his priory, either. He regarded the old man with frank appraisal, weighing whether to concede to this request.
"I am Agramayne," said the paladin to Malvenos. "This is Achlys. That's Jal, Felixus and Tamarie."
"We would do better to have a stout door between us and what lives out here, Master Jal," said Agramayne. "Also, these people have done nothing to warrant destroying their property. Give the porter a chance to find his manners."
"We are travelers, followers of Darlen and Iomedae! Will you let us freeze on your doorstep, master porter? We are weary, cold and have fought both wolves and half-goblins to arrive at your gate. Open up, I say!"
Agramayne walked up to the gate and pounded on it with his mailed fist. Shouting, he called "Ahoy the Priory! Let us in before we freeze!"
Agramayne hustled alongside Achlys, his wary gaze roving over the building, seeking signs of either aid or anything amiss.
With a howled cry of "Iomedae!", Agramayne charges the wolf directly in front of him, sweeping his long blade down from a high guard, throwing his upper body mass into the blow in an attempt to sever the wolf's spine.
[LATER]
Agramayne moved up to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Achlys, holding his greatsword in a high guard. Then he waited.
Readied Attack:
"Always!" replied Agramayne to Achlys, smiling broadly. The big man had the knack of making anyone with whom he spoke feel as though they were the most important person in his life. "A torch is a useful tool you can also use to light your way or set things on fire. You should never leave home without several!" He nodded to Felixus. "I have sunrods, too, but they're not as good at keeping you warm, which I think is probably more important here than vision." Agramayne withdrew several torches from his pack and handed them to the watch. "I have tinder, too. And flint and steel. Also candles, rope and twine. I never go anywhere without them." "Do you know how many uses there are for candles? Everyone should have a few with them."
Agramayne looked at Achlys. "The logs are acceptable," he opined. "It's not retreating and it might permit all to survive. Can you make something of them?" Though he was her protector, the big man relied on Achlys's woodcraft in such situations.
"I am loathe to retreat," said Agramayne, "For it was the Inheritor who bid me hither. Yet I do not know but that it might have been simply to travel with this group and lend it my sword arm, for her will is not clear in my mind. I counsel that we move forward, but will abide the judgment of the group."
Not being much of a woodsman, Agramayne just tries to help where he can, but mostly winds up in the way.
"If we don't hunt them down, they'll just prey on a less well-armed party next time," said Agramayne.
Agramayne attacked the remaining half-goblin while wondering What's a half-goblin, anyway?
Agramayne scrambles over the logs and lands with a heavy thud at Achlys's side, swinging his greatsword in a deadly arc.
I have a suggestion for anyone granting group buffs. The hardest part of buffing in a PBP is making sure the affected players know you're granting them a bonus. It's not realistic to expect that every player will read everything you write. When one of my buffing characters posts a buff, he uses a combination of the BOLD tag and the tag to get noticed and always summarizes the buff at the end of his post. Example: With Aid Allies, Bodyguard and Intercept, I can burn an Attack of Opportunity whenever an adjacent ally is attacked to give that ally a +4 to AC.
I'm sorry to hear it, Achlys! I hope you stay dry! (Get Jake to higher ground first!) :-)
"Iomedae!" shouts Agramayne as he clears the half-goblin cover. He charges if he can, but otherwise simply attacks.
Agramayne stands up and starts moving across the field towards the goblins.
As do I, but I won't be able to access them from work. Google maps works better for me. Still, I can -see- the Roll20 maps on my ipad and at least describe what I want to do.
"Felixus might fare better if we drew their attention to ourselves," observed Agramayne. "What if we start walking over there slowly? Surely they've spotted us by now. If we just wait here, they're going to get suspicious."
Agramayne unslings his shield and sets it tightly on his left arm.
A tall man with strange, fey eyes rose from the corner where he sat with a striking woman. He was dressed in a simple tunic but bore an amulet in the shape of a sword - the symbol of Iomedae. "Peace be upon all of good will," he said to those assembled. "I am Agramayne, a servant of the Inheritor. If you travel to Cimer, it would be wise to travel in strength. May we join you?"
Tamarie/ScubaSteve: We're both playing half-elf paladins, both fighting sword-and-board, so we should really work out some differences between us just to help define our characters as individuals. Feel free to PM me if you want to work that out. For instance, since Tamarie follows Darlen, perhaps I'll go with Iomedae, just for a little contrast.
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