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Yes. Thank you again GM Wolf. And thank you fellow players!

At some point, she will need to pull Andrei aside and explain to him that she needs to return to Taldan to speak with her father about the group. The Lions will also need to be informed about the behavior of this group making an establishment in the presence of dragons, undead, spiders, with an underground base, and security of the weather on all sides. Who knows Ethos' final plans? Perhaps it is for good? Perhaps it is for ill?

Andrei acknowledges Lilianne need to return to Taldan, but assures her the cleric will go wherever his elf lover goes. Both Andrei and Lilianne go to face the future together.

Andrei cautiously walks over to the giant doorway and stands 10 feet from it.
"Greetîngş, şîr! My năme îz Ândreî Fîdecupe, ă clerîc of Câyden Câîleân. Ând theșe ăre my frîendş. Pleâşe wîll you țell uș your nâme?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

While still holding his action, Andrei gives the smallest wave 'hello' to the giant.

Andrei holds his action until another wave of undead attack.

The cleric holds his holy symbol for the next wave of undead to attack.

Andrei takes his holy symbol in hand and waits for the right time to send out the channeled energy for maximum coverage.
Channel energy: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 5) = 15 Nice!

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Andrei looks at the torches, puzzled.

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Andrei barely has enough time to cast bless on the group for it move out.

"Âye șhăll go en țend țo dă wounded. Be căreful, my deâreşţ!" Andrei kisses Lilianne on the cheek and enters the battlefield searching for injured.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Andrei nodded back to indicate the cleric was following the elf.

Andrei takes his lover's hand. "Where ever we go, Câyden'ş proţecţîon comeș wîțh uş." Kissing Lilianne's hand, both cleric and mermerist step through the portal.

Andrei, no longer choking from the vine whip, pulls himself off the ground and quickly recovers his weapons.

If possible, the varisian will cast bestow curse on the goblin shaman. Wis DC 16 or the goblin experiences -4 penalty on attack rolls, saves, ability checks, and skill checks.

Challenge Dice: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Challenge Dice (if needed): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Once Andrei is finished dealing with the normal rank-and-file goblin defenders, the cleric moves to engage the goblin shaman.

"Yeş!" The cleric answered breathlessly. "Once âye em done here. Âye șhâll mâke for dâ şhâmân!"

Roll Off: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

The varisian stands with his beloved. In all things.

Round ?
Andrei tries to take some of the pressure off of Thorn, attempting to widdle down the swarm.
MW Rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

I know I left my post and I'm sorry. Andrei wasn't prepared to see his comrade overrun. I took Aukan away from his post. Andrei's more soft-hearted when it comes to his charges. If I can ask Aukan to retreat back to his position I would.

Round 2
Andrei sees his comrade in a heated battle with a multitude of goblins.
"Come, Âukân! Ţhorn needș our help!"
The varisian makes his way over to aid the secret elf.

Round 1
Sadly the group is too spread out to all gain the benefits of a bless spell, so Andrei cautiously advances into the goblin camp, rapier at the ready, waiting for an ambush attack from the underbrush.

Andrei ducks down among the heavy foliage of the jungle.

Andrei is slightly startled by Aukan's arrival, but keeps his head as he quietly as possible creeps up to the sleeping guard with his rapier at the ready.
Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
If successful, the cleric hopes to coup de graced the sleeping goblin with his rapier.

"Âye şhâll do my beşţ țo keep everyone heâlţhy, ţreâţ dă wounded, ănd help where needed", Andrei affirmed.

"Yeș, Câllîe." Andrei nods at his commander of his heart and mission.

Andrei follows behind Lillanne.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Stealth: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Survival (untrained): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
"Câreful, everyone. Quîcksând rîghț țhere." Andrei points it out to the group so they can avoid it.

Baretta raises her weapon at Andrei's inspiring words, but then looks at her companions. Then she states, "I would love to cleave some goblin flesh but I will stay and protect this time."

Andrei simply nods at the barbarian, keeping his concern to himself.

"Andrei, I will stay to mend their wounds!" She says timidly.

"Ţhânk you, Nîma." Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

"Bâreţţâ! Reâdy țo șhow Câyden your heârţ?" Andrei nods at the barbarian warrior for confirmation and support.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

The bodies of the dogs will be heaped and dealt with. Arrows will be recovered of what didn't get destroyed, and the night seems to pass by without trouble after that. As their watch ends, she will return with Andrei to lay together, but this time she will keep her armor loose and clothes on just in case the dogs come back.

With the rising sun, fresh warmth blankets the valley amid the cold surrounding lands. She is up to greet it openly and goes through her morning stretching regimen and then refocuses herself for a while in a secluded spot.

After his morning prayers, Andrei emerges from the tent. Last night canine attack brought some things in focus. Mainly, it might have been bad form to have relations with Lilianne while those they just rescued likely had relations forced upon them.

The caydenite spends the morning going to each of the survivors of the goblin imprisonment, been open to talk about any problems, how they slept despite the night attack, and lend a ear along with a swig of hootch.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

In no time flat, Lilianne is out of the tent and readies her blade.

A few moments later, Andrei follows Lilianne out of the tent, having just put on his pants and wielding his rapier. Eyes adjusting to the campfire light, the varisian stands over the escapees, guarding them with his life.

As the threat to the camp passed, Lilianne and Andrei meet again and begin their watch, occasionally glancing at each other, wishing for better circumstances.

Andrei is still here. IRL, I got a new job working 12-hour days, so I'm sometimes a zombie, tired in front of my computer screen, but I'm interested to see where this campaign goes.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

The caydenite searches the barrels for some oil, also frantic with sexual longing.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 HeyHEY!

Andrei walks over to his lover and speaks low and with intent. "Well, țhen dârlîng, leț uș reţreâţ țo our ţenţ, where âye căn ăpply my heâler'ş ţouch țo țhoșe ţender mușcles în prîvâcy."

Andfei tries to calm the barbarian woman down by offering a new conjured create water in Cayden's Mug and putting the transformed alcohol into Barretta's hands.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

What hour of the day is it?

It had taken 8 hours to travel there, 8 hours back, an hour making the ramp, and 6 to 8 hours burning the place down... easily the next day about noon.

I think it's nighttime when Andrei and the escapees return to camp.

The victims and slaves from the goblin camp huddle in two groups. The two groups are humans mostly and tieflings. 4 and 3 respectively, most of them are children, with an adult with each group. Then there are the obvious three adventurers.

Barretta the human barbarian, Gemalina the half elf bard with a lute, and the wizard who hasn't given her name with a spellbook.
Niles didn't make it. Volrick. Neesa. The bard works on her tune trying to improve morale.

The varisian stands before the huddled groups. "Hello. My năme îz Ândreî Fîdecupe, ă clerîc of Câyden Câîleân. Âye wîll be workîng wîțh you ăll țo dețermîne your heălțh needș ănd ăddreșș țhem."

Andrei used what available pots we have and uses create water to fill them up with water. In one pot, the caydenite uses one of his wands of prestidigitation to make the water hot. And make as much water in cups and waterskins, including his own, to make sure no one is thirsty.

The cleric will makes various Heal checks with his healer's kit open, and use the hot water and some rags to clean any wounds. Andrei will also cast the cantrip detect poison along with his Heal checks. Should one of his patients become hysterical or manic, Andrei will cast calm emotions. Once the caydenite is done caring for the adults, he'll offer them several long drinks from his alcohol cache and Cayden's Tankard to help dull any frayed nerves. Unless other clothing is found, Andrei will use the mending cantrip and multiple uses of his wand of prestidigitation of clean, dry, and repair any clothes the escapees are wearing.

After all serious health issues are addressed, Andrei will bring all the escapees together and uses as any energy channels he can to heal escapees and rescuers alike.

"Unleșș dă weățher țurnș băd, âye wîll ţreăţ dă înjured ouțșîde. Âye wîll lîkely șleep near țhem for dă foreșeeăble fuțure." Andrei answered, his mind racing for things he will need. "Âye wîll need ăș măny şpâre blânkeţş ăș căn be found. Ând ăny lârge veşşelş ăye căn ușe țo fîll wîțh wâţer for drînkîng ănd cleânîng."

If the rescued slaves stay and help burn, so will Andrei. The cleric thinks regardless that he won't get much sleep over the next couple days, making sure the outer and inner wounds done by the goblins are addressed. The varisian will make sure he is not alone with any of the escapees, lest they feel threatened.

"Wâîţ!" Andrei holds up his hands, motioning to his wrists. The cleric flicks the material on his wristguards and it quickly changes the varisian's clothes to an all-black outfit. "Here! Look!" Andrei lends his sleeves of many garments to Barretta. "Dîș wîll help you look covered up unțîl we căn fînd you șome more cloțheș."

Andrei slowly rises in an attempt to not be threatening. "Lîlîânne, Âye wîll șee țo dă oțherș. We wîll leâve on your word."
The cleric asks one of the ignan ladies to come with him to help him care for Barretta, thinking she's experienced the most trama.

"I think we should burn it to make sure they don't come back. What do you all think?

"Yeş. Jușț ăz long ăz dă burnîng îz done şâfely. We would noţ wănț țo șeț dă foreșț on fîre. Mâybe we căn consulț wîth Âlîâ on dă beşţ wây țo do șo."

Andrei continues to cut vines from makeshift cages to free those within.
"Âre you înjured? Cân you wâlk ouţ of here on your own power?"

Round 9
The cleric takes out his mithral dagger and begins to cut, hack, and slice the ropes tying the prison cage shut.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Andrei nods at his beloved and looks further into the camp to see two different cages with people inside. The cleric runs over to the first cage. In the next round, Andrei will attempt to free the prisoners.

Round 7

"I am going to go get that spell flinging chief of theirs!" He announces to the three of you before rushing off after it.

"Hâppy Hunţîng!" Andrei responds as the large fighter advances toward the chief.

Round 7

"Get a height advantage if you can. Wolves can't climb." She then looks to Thorn and toward the tent to see if Andrei has set loose the woman yet. "Hurry and free her if you haven't."

"Șhe îz free, buț șțăyîng ouț of dă fîghț. Îz băd, Câllîe." The cleric answered grimly.

MW Rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 Sigh.
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
The concern of his charges ruin the strikes of Andrei's rapier.

Round 6

Round 5
Andrei exits the tent, a vessel of Cayden Cailean's vengeance. The varisian advances next to thorn to give support and attack the goblins alongside the secret elf.
Rapier=MW Rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7