Albrecht "Professor" Hutton's page

Hutton's round 2 move was to heal the sheriff

Jackalope? Think he'd teach me how to Bound? :)

Hey guys- I will be heading home tomorrow so I might be sporadic posting for a while but I will try to post regularly from my phone- GM just bot me if you need to and I'll do my best to drop by.

Round 2 Actions:
Move- Moves over to the Sheriff, drawing out his flask as he goes
Standard- If possible to do so without being attacked, he tips back the Sheriff's head and pours a Cure Light Wounds potion down his throat

Seeing the Sheriff go down from the creature's bite, Albrecht moves to him quickly, pulling out his flask as he goes and tips the man's head back while pouring a dark liquid down his throat.

Sheriff, drink this, it's a curative tonic and will help you.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Swearing an oath in his native German, Albrecht fires upon the creature as soon as he sees it...

Revolver: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

As the bullet plows into the creature, Albrecht shudders in horror at what he is seeing.

Revolver Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Quite enjoying the evening, Albrecht allows himself to forget for a short time that this sort of cheer is rarely reserved for one such as himself- as he is broken from his reveries by the squeals, he thinks to himself:

Ah, now THIS is my life now...

As he races outside, he draws his revolver and takes a quick look in the direction of the sound, soaking in any details as best he can

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

A well-spent youth and a mis-spent adulthood seem to have placed me in many an interesting situation, and now in your home- we appreciate your hospitality.

His piece said, Albrecht graciously tucks into the fine looking meal.

I see, thank you for the information Samuel- I am curious if the judge resolving this legal matter is also a friend of Mr. Kane and just how fairly the matter will truly be resolved, but the I am jaded.

Albrecht makes a mental note to scour up some more information on this "Mr. Kane" individual when they get back to town.

The benefactor was the one that brought his friend out to replace Starrett as preacher for these parts, therefore he seems to be a rival of some sort for Starrett. As far as speaking about secrets, I know why I made the journey out this way- to avoid past mistakes and things I'd rather were left unknown about me, and from the time we've spent together it sort of seems that the rest of you might be doing the same. I apologize if I've assumed too much or over-reached in mentioning it.

To try to avoid the tension that seems to have fallen over the group, Hutton takes out a silver dollar and starts doing some coin tricks to practice his manual dexterity and to distract himself.

Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

Since I was dormant and of no assistance, I should probably keep my earned XP at the previous total of 500, correct?

Thanks- glad to be back!

Many Clouds has a mighty valid point- from what little I've noted about our little group, we have some mighty big secrets of our own that we bear. Sheriff, you've mentioned this town benefactor before but I'm sorry to say I don't remember, what was his name?

Hutton had, until that point been quietly near-dozing in the back of the box wagon.

Hey folks, sorry for my sudden disappearance- I have lost internet for a bit but have it again now for the next week or so, will jump back in if no one minds too much.

Thinking to himself something seemed off with Samuel, even moreso than usual, Albrecht read the man the way he read other players at a game of cards...

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

But he felt like he could get no discernible read off the odd man.

"Well enough to not notice the passage into and back out of the lands of Somnus and Morpheus, thank you. And yourself?" Albrecht inquires while offering her the sugar for her coffee.

Are we waiting on a response from Clementine or shall we move ahead to the next morning? This is my intended actions to start the next day.

After the first good night's sleep he can remember in a while, Albrecht rises early, washes up and shaves himself, then dresses in his less-flashy traveling clothes and wrapped in the protection and warmth of his duster against any early-morning chill. He walks over to the Jail and proceeds to greet both Many Clouds and the Sheriff.

"Any chance a body could get a cup of coffee in here?" he asks after the pleasantries are out of the way.

While we prepare for the interrogation of Bly, I was just curious what we would be looking at for common prices for goods and services around Cawk's Hill- I know we have some credit and Albrecht has some money left but it would be nice to know what to expect in terms of pricing.

I appreciate the opportunity, if you think just a few of us can bring him in easier than a large group, well you are the Sheriff.

Albrecht retires to his room after speaking with the Sheriff, and makes sure his revolver is loaded and cleaned and that he gets a good night's sleep to make sure he is ready for the day to come.

The next morning Albrecht will be wearing a normal traveler's outfit with his heavy leather duster on over top of it, in case of trouble.

Sheriff, I was wondering if I might accompany you when you talk to Bly?
Having been a first-hand witness to the attack myself, I have a few questions for him as well.

That would be wonderful- thank you.

Between the offer of language lessons and the cultural information he is getting, Albrecht is looking forward to geeting to know the Lakota man.

Hmmmm, interesting... thank you for the lesson.

Albrecht makes a mental note of the pronunciation of the word.

I'm getting the impression that Albrecht and Winona will make quite the grifter team, if they are so inclined. Leverage in the Old-West!

Turning to Many Clouds, Albrecht finds himself curious about something the man said,

Winkte- is that what you said, the two-spirit, does that mean what I think it might mean?

Albrecht asks this question with a raised eyebrow of his own, in bemusement if nothing else.

Je suis à l’aise en Français

Waiting to see if this impresses the lady at all, Albrecht continues,

I also speak Fluent English, Latin, Russian, Spanish, and my native tongue of German, but not Mandarin- my travels never took me to the Orient.

Languages are one of my academic hobbies.

I'm not sure what mythweaver is, I emailed you a complete character sheet in response tp your previous request.

You know, if we ARE going to be traveling together for a while, I would appreciate the chance to learn some of your language- I speak 6 languages now but regrettably none from this land. Would either of you be willing to teach me? As for you accompanying us around town, I would hope so, even if we have to claim you're own native guide. I've never quite understood prejudice based on skin color myself but I know I'm a minority there sadly.

Having said this, Albrecht offers to accompany Miss Concord back when she is ready to go.

No, apparently deathly pale is still white enough for the Old West- He went to the Red Velvet for a drink.

I think Winona might have confused Albrecht with Samuel, if so...

Albrecht settles into the food provided by Miss Concord and relates to her and Many Clouds his belief that this 'Bly' fellow is some sort of plant and his certainty that their attackers were not Crow, pointing out their native usage of English and their boots and gun belts under their outfits, all signs that they were not of Native ancestry.

I'm glad I came here tonight- taking the Sheriff's money at cards never bodes well as the start to time spent in a new town.

While the three of them talk and after he has eaten, Albrecht also takes out his journal and starts to chronicle the events of the last few days in its pages.

After cleaning up and getting himself settled in, Albrecht stops by the jail to check on Many Clouds, to make sure the man was being treated fairly.

After that, he will attempt to meet with the other four that had been brought together by simple chance to decide what they wanted to do next, as he was not at all convinced that this "Bly" was on the level- for one thing, no one had gotten off the train alive save them, and for another he was quite certain that their attackers were not Crow at all, and anyone who had spent any amount of time with them should not have been fooled by their ruse, unless they were a complete moron.

Once freed from his shackles, Albrecht massages his wrists to restore full circulation, then he turns to his former captors

Again, my apologies- it is exceedingly good of you to see us to town, I'm honest enough to admit I didn't fancy walking the rest of the way

Suspicion being one of the traits that has kept him alive, Albrecht also intently listens to the surrounding noises and does his best to see out into the night, in case these men were followed by raiders

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Which is why, when I saw a group of riders approach us, I feared for the worst. I am sorry I attacked your man and grateful I did not harm him.

Maybe someone is looking out for me... Albrecht thinks to himself.

Being a distrusting sort by nature and not fancying being in cuffs, Albrecht tries to get a feel for the three men, to determine if they are who they say they are

Sense Motive Hunch roll: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

I'm gonna die!
Thanks Samuel!

Noticing three riders approaching their position, Hutton motions to Samuel and points out the riders, then mimes sneaking up on them. Having done so, he starts to stealthily approach the trio from behind, to get the drop on them.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Sneaking up behind the men, Albrecht tried to determine the best course of action- Guess I'll just have to take one out right away, hope Samuel takes one out, and then we'll have one to interrogate. And with that thought, Albrecht glides up behind the closest rider and stabs him in the kidney.

Bowie Knife Sneak Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Damage: 1d6 + 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + (4) + 1 = 10

Oh Crap...

Taking into account we weren't asked to make any rolls, I'm still going to err on the side of Caution

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

If nothing else requires our attention, when our shift is over, I would suggest rousing Many Clouds and Winona for second shift unless Samuel feels differently?

Pulling the others aside, Hutton points out the boulder he had spotted- I had thought two person teams as well, but from there we can see the both the campsite and the surrounding area without being night blind from the fire, sound good?

He also offers to take the first guard shift.

Saying nothing at the startling transformation of the woman, simply raising a bemused eyebrow in response, Albrecht takes out his pocket watch and checks the time...

In the opening post you said the day was half gone- would it be okay to assume a time right now of 2PM?

We have a few more hours of light left, Many Clouds, can we move parallel to the tracks without being directly on them, do you think- you would be able to keep us pointed in the right direction, correct? I ask only because you seem to know the area better than the rest of us.

He then shoulders his possessions an the rifle and supplies and readies himself to follow the Lakota man.

Perception Roll: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Albrecht loads what supplies he can into his backpack and any other sacks or containers he can find, making sure to get as much potable water as possible

As far as tools and supplies go, other than this stuff from the train, I have a folding shovel, some oil and matches, and a bedroll and that there blanket, indicating the blanket he had wrapped around the elderly lady.

With Hutton now expecting danger, he has donned his heavy studded leather duster over his normal leather armor, so I have replaced the +2 AC bonus from leather armor with +3 from studded leather.

Ah Hell, safety in numbers it is, then, Albrecht exclaims as he walks back to the group.

Rummaging around in his bulging backpack, he removes a heavy blanket and then wraps it snugly around the elderly lady to help her with her shaking.

He then takes the heavy leather duster he was carrying and put it on, seeming to take some comfort himself in the weight of it around his body it might not be obvious but the duster is studded leather armor and this is why he seems reassured by it

He then checks one of the carbines to make sure it is armed and if not he arms it and then shoulders it and stores the ammo for it in a belt pouch, he also reloads the two spent rounds from his own revolver. This prepared for battle, he turns back to the group,

Supplies- food and water, and anything else of use to us right now, let's see what we can find...

One other thing, I guess I might as well tell you, the name is Hutton, Albrecht Hutton. Not so well met, but met nonetheless.

Hearing himself being hailed, as "Doc' no less, Albrecht turns back towards the man he took to be an ex-soldier

I'm sorry, but I'm no hero- I'm not the man you look to to watch your back- what makes you think I can help you get these people at this he motions to take in the rag-tag group of survivors, To that town over yonder?

But still, inside Albrecht thinks to himself Maybe they do need me, and more importantly- maybe for now, I need them

Once he's outside with whatever weapons and ammunition he was able to gather up from the soldiers' corpses, Albrecht finds a spot outside the burning train to sit and consider his next move

Wounded and scared people who will only slow me down, I can't stay here with them or I'm gonna die and I'm too handsome to die yet... he thinks to himself with a small chuckle at his own joke.

But women and children against armed bandits who made it clear that they'd be back for any and all witnesses- can I really leave these people to die?

Then again, it's not just me here- there was that fella with rifle, definitely a former soldier, and the woman who shot back, maybe a few others I didn't notice, didn't that actual Indian say something about horses and needing them? Maybe these people will be okay without me after all... And with his mind made up, he turned to the assembled people and simply stated,

Anyone who can shoot, divide the rifles up among yourselves- look out for each other and remember those bandits said they'd be waiting for you. Good luck and be careful."

And having made that declaration, he simply started in the direction of Cawk's Hill

Grabbing his possessions, Albrecht starts going through the car, using a mirror he has taken from his bag to check and see if any of the downed soldiers are still breathing

No Heal skill, but this should work, right?

We need to get all the weapons and ammo off the train before it goes up completely- if the bandits come back, we'll need them! he notes as he picks up any of the weapons or ammo he comes across himself whose owner is not still among the living.

Welcome back Many Clouds- how was camping?

Seeing that the bandits are well and truly off, Albrecht realizes that the people need to get off the burning train fast but that they also need to be prepared for the journey ahead and they need to try to stay calm...

I'm going to try to "in case of emergency" the crowd with a Diplomacy roll

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Folks! Please remain calm and listen to me- we need everyone to get off the train calmly and in an orderly fashion on the right hand side of the train- please take your belongings and your loved ones and CALMLY exit the train. Thank you!

God I hope this works he thinks to himself as he starts to look for any weapons dropped by the now-dead soldiers for retrieval to keep the group safe on the trip to the nearest town.

Perception Roll to Locate Weapons: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Sorry If I am hogging the action- I don't sleep much and check the boards often. I have a few ideas planned out for how Hutton might react but I want to wait and let the others get a chance to take actions. I know Many Clouds player said to bot him until he gets back this afternoon so maybe I'll just wait for the others.

And I thought I wasn't a believer anymore He thinks to himself as he sees his bullet tear into the rider

Crit Confirmation: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Seeing a woman down the row shoot at one of the riders bearing down on the car, Albrecht sights the other down the barrel of his revolver, takes a breath, and releases the breath as he pulls the trigger.

Albrecht says a quick prayer in German as a free action and then takes his shot

Revolver Shot: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Assuming that the 19 confirmation roll was a success, Albrecht's shot did 12 points damage and punched a very messy hole in the head of the horse he shot at.