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It is mid-spring (April-ish in the Northern Hemisphere--The Stolen Land sits about at the level of the northern tier of the U.S.), but you would need to clear, flatten, and plow the rough landscape (requiring a plow at minimum, and usually some horses or oxen), have the right seeds, and actually know how to farm. Most of these folks are more on par with 'farm hands' rather than actual farmers. Remember too, the fort is really more of an open-air ruin than a fort, and most of the bandits don't have much in the way of engineering skills (as attested to by the condition of their lair).

"'Docks?'"

As a side note, I should point out that as bad-ass as Akiros is, he is an paladin/barbarian classes not really known for their technical skills.


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"So you want me to start rebuilding the fortifications here, until you get back from this 'war'?"


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"Well, yeah, but that's only because the men didn't really trust Dovan--the man was a snake." says the man with the rag-covered Iomedaean longsword. "What do you even want me to do with them?"


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"ME!?!" protests Akiros.


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Back at the bandit party.

"So now what? We just march up to the outpost and say let us in? Won't that look a bit--I dunno--suspicious?"


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Outside

Akiros and Erevenywg are waiting.

"Did you find him?" asks the big man.

Excited, Erevenywg leans in to hear more.


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Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

"Akiros, could you head to one of the camps? They know you. Tell them that the Stag Lord is dead, Salzarus has fled, and there is a reward for Salzarus alive, gagged, and bound. He can't have gotten far. Tell them to travel in groups, and the reward will be 100 gold each for a team of up to six. So they will not have as much reason to turn on each other."

"Aye. I'll tell them." he mounts one of the mangy horses and rides out.

After the zombies settle once more into the hill and he gets some help with the gates.


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"We've never been formally introduced. But he's Gozren I think, or at least chooses to worship that god's more dangerous aspects, though I have heard that he once worshiped Erastil--he blames the Stag God for his wife's death. I've never gone to far into the cellar myself. It always feels like something is watching you down there."


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The gate is raised and Posh is finally allowed in. Then the gate is quickly lowered afterward, on Akiros's advice.

"The Hilldead only rise if you don't follow the marked path up the hill. They'll settle back down again given some time."


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Alia of the Blade wrote:
Realizing the Stag lord has fallen and no other enemies remain in the inmediate vincinity, Alia looks around, seeing 2 faces she does not recognize. A man and a woman. The woman, it seems, was held prisoner. Enough time to talk, later...the man, though, seemed armed and to have been one of the Bandits - staying sufficiently away to not make it an inmediate treat, she points her Estoc at Akiros: "Who are you? Did you simply switch sides to avoid his fate? Or hope to take his place? Know that the likes of him won't be tolerated in Telvurin any longer!"

"'Telvurin'? Where the Hells is that?" says the man in as dead a voice as one could imagine.


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Zokon Santyev wrote:
"Thankyou Durgan, let's go downstairs now and see what the old man is up to, actually." he turns to Akiros "Is the old man in the cellar, hostile, a captive .. why is he down there and is he dangerous?"

"All the above if I am any judge. He's the band's healer--though most suffer their wounds rather than visit him. He's crazy."


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Scarlet Scarab wrote:
"Old man in the cellar?" Scarlet lowers the gate long enough for Posh to get in, then closes it shut. "Who's that?"

"I think he's his father." Akiros says sheathing his longsword and nodding to the fallen bandit chief.

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BTW Akiros has one of the best pictures in all of the Kingmaker books. If Paizo had put it on the site as an icon it would have like 500 users who wanted their character to look like a total badass.


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"He's dead then. We'll have to tell the rest of the men when they start to arrive in the morning with their food tithe." Akiros says looking on at the body. "We'll have to deal with the old man in the cellar too."


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Akiros loiters around the dead behemoth.


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Akiros raises his sword....

coup d'grace v Beaky: 2d8 + 18 ⇒ (1, 1) + 18 = 20


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With a roar, Akiros swings his blade in a might arc at the big owl-bear-thing.

longsword v Beaky (v prone, v grappled, rage! power attack): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17


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"It's Beaky!" Akiros calls over the tumult. He rushes past Illthir, his ponytail flying. "The hunters brought it down a week back and the Stag Lord thought it might make a nice pet! It's the biggest I had ever seen!"

He moves in to aid Scarlet.


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Akiros holds up his sword, ready seemingly for anything to come out of the keep.


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Scarlet Scarab wrote:
"The hell is that noise? I'll find out one way or another."

"That sounds like the gate on the cage." Akiros looks up in alarm and then in somber voice says: "Beaky."


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"I am Akiros. Here drink this if you can." says the big man to the even bigger Scarlet. He hands her a potion vial.


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Zokon Santyev wrote:
Not being able to do much else he engages the talker to try and distract him from fighting Scarlet "You seem oddly talkative for one who does not seem to care and you have the wrong idea about us, we are hoping to civilise this place, to bring law, safety and opportunity to all those who dwell in these lands. ."

"I came here seeking a new liege, but a bandit's life is even more hollow than my life before." He tears the silver stag's head pendant from his neck and throws it to the ground.


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Scarlet Scarab wrote:
Akiros Ismort, the Fallen wrote:
"Why are you even fighting?" calls the (other) big scary man. "What's in it for you? Gold? Is that worth your lives?"
Scarlet tries to hold herself. "He killed Oleg. He used a bride's head as his toy. I'm gonna punt his head across the Shrike River. Stag Lord is going down with him. Everyone else can leave, but those two are dead- URK!" Scarlet coughs, nauseated.

The man steps around the corner, coming right up to the staggered giant Scarlet.

"And then what? Build your own little bandit camp? Raid Mivon, Pitax, and Brevoy? Hmm? Or are you working for one of them? Not that it matters much. They're no better. This is no place for civilized people. Whether I kill you and the bowman over there or you kill me. It doesn't much matter. Someone will always be doing what we're doing--killing ourselves." He raises his sword in salute.... Readied action.


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"Why are you even fighting?" calls the (other) big scary man. "What's in it for you? Gold? Is that worth your lives?"


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Lastly, (almost reluctantly) the grim-faced warrior advances with his wrapped longsword. He seems slightly disgusted at what is unclear. He locks eyes on Zokon before passing his gaze up toward Scarlet. Those eyes are as cold and as implacable as death.

"...."

intimidate v Zokon: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11


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This man bears a longsword, the hilt of which is wrapped in a cloth that only somewhat obscures the sunburst design common to those weapons borne by holy warriors dedicated to the goddess, Iomedae. There is something in the man's stance that marks him as a crusader.

"Yield. Or be cut down where you stand."

He lends credance to his words by directing Serena's attention to all the bows (all of the other brigands on the map's) bows arrayed against her, out in the open on her tenuous perch.

"You will not get a second warning."

Intimidate v Serena: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Serena believes him.