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Anton gazes long and hard at Hemlock: So your plan is to use the town's treasure to hire some shiftless Magnimar scum. Brush the honeydust off their noses and strap on a rusty shortsword, then come back to eradicate a species that tunnels like ants and breeds ten times faster than rats. Brilliant... He turns to the Mayor: You should hire me to fight things! But, for the right price I am willing to safeguard Sandpoint, although I have not heard any mention yet about price. Pointing at Shalelu: Tracker, you should not look to the goblins. They are waves on the beach during a storm. Find the source of the wind and the goblins will return to squabbling over pee-holes and eating tree bark. Look to the trail from the graveyard.
Looking around smugly, Anton crows Just as I said- it would take a few days for these so-called leaders realize they needed our help. Dim intellect, however, has not extinguished wisdom, only delayed it. I'm ready; take us to the Mayor, Hemlock.
Anton scratches the pink new skin on his thigh and then takes a small cord to wrap up the gash in his armor until he can formally patch it later.. He bows deeply to Tiberu and then ruffles through his bag to get his whetstone, setting to re sharpening his greatsword while the others dress the boars. He picks a quiet stump just outside the clearing to listen for any other activity in the forest.
Antron curses in Chelaxian and strikes again at the boar.
Round 1
Pulling his sword free of the earth brings a cascade of turf and leaf litter, and then with a roar Anton brings his sword down again at the nearest boar.
He then sidles around the animal to put the edge of the clearing at his back.
At the signal Anton rushes the nearest boar, his blade held at shoulder height.
Anton nods in agreement with Alderen, dismounts, and ties up his horse before quietly drawing his sword and creeping north to flank the boars.
Anton simply lets Tiberu talk to Alderen, watching the road closely as the woods close in around them and they leave the more open shoreland directly adjacent to Sandpoint. He mumbles to himself There may be no goblin tribes living in the Tickwood right now, but they just left Sandpoint two days ago. Tickwood would be a good place to eat their spoils and sleep it off...
Very generous of you. Who, may I ask, is guiding us today? I would ride with her if I can. Turning aside to Gisdrok as Tiberu chats up Alderen, he whispers Perhaps whomever that is can help us track our quarry into the woods once this hunt is over. Also, I was distracted by the Kaijitsu yesterday and did not look into this lordling. I will be on my guard for more than goblins and angry boars.
Hmm. Sounds reasonable. If nobody has come to the White Deer by the evening of the next day, Anton will move into the Rusty Dragon with thanks. I'll let the Innkeeper know where we're are headed so he can alert his relation. By the way, the sheriff mentioned he was happy to see his brother keeping 'to the old ways'. Any insight from Tiberu on what that may mean?
Once that's settled, I'd like to look into this Kaijitsu's background a bit more. Whatever Tiberu would know as a local would be helpful- I'll roll an Int check to assist his Know Local if possible.
Anton senses that he missed something in Amekio's manner. Suspicious of her motives, he hedges You make a generous offer, but at least one of us should stay at the White Deer to be in touch with the sheriff should something come up. Perhaps if we come to stay with you tomorrow evening instead?
Anton nods to Tiberu and whispers in return The Kaijitsu's are not to be trifled with, and this one was bold enough to strike out on her own to boot. I will watch her, as well as the rest of the patrons' reactions. Ask her about your drunken lord, too; his offer seems a bit off kilter to me, but as I said, I am glad for the diversion, and the patronage.
Or in our case, just the round. As an aside, this whole lord's jaunt into the woods right after a goblin attack seems bizarre. I don't want to spike the story, but I'm sure in real life I'd be looking at him like he was crazy.
Yep. It would look something like this: Round 1; Init 17 .....
Anton looks thoughtfully at Alderen. Well, I'd be glad of the diversion. I had come to Sandpoint for the Church, but I am not sure I'll see the inside of it until folk have dusted themselves off. As long as we are back in time to get a proper tour, I would join this hunt.
I saw in aNother thread that the posts usually top with the round number and initiative so it's more clear. If we continue group I it, would be just round number. Might be helpful, and allow me to post the next round's actions and still be clear.
Anton takes the accolades as his due, settling into a warm seat by the fire and motioning to the serving girl to bring him ale and a warm meal. He scans the faces in the room for anybody that appears out of place, then sits back to listen to Tiberu's conversation with Alderen.
Anton will pack up any gear he had not taken with him to the consecration to be ready for a quick departure. A quick clean up of his gear will be in order, too, and then prepare Detect Magic and Detect Undead in his empty slots.
He turns to Gisdrok and Tiberu as the sheriff walks away: It's true we may be able to find this woodswoman, Orcling, but not in the dark and not without replenishing Gorum's favor. The trail will be cold by the time these small town "nobles" figure out that they need us, as they will all be jockeying to see who will appear the most "compassionate" and "strong" in this crisis. The town, in contrast, will be brimming with news and tongues will be loosened by fear. Tiberu- I can finish searching the graveyard top to bottom and tracking out as far as possible with Gisdrok. You should head into town and hear what it being said in the market, and then we can meet in the Rusty Dragon as the guard calls Compline. Your little noble should be drinking by then, and we can find out what he has to say. If Gisdrok is willing, I'll take 20 in the search, and with his help this will be a 30. I'll use Detect Undead, Light, and Detect Magic to help search the area for any lingering auras, as well.
Anton Donatien, warpriest of Gorum, lately of Korvosa and Janderhoff. Once you've realized your situation and gotten the go ahead to hire us, please send word to the White Deer.
Anton stands behind Tiberu and listens to his impassioned plea to the sheriff.
Anton trades off with Tiberu and completes the search of the area. Then,
I'll need at least an hour's of devotion to Gorum before I can call on him again, and ideally a quiet night to allow me to access his favor fully. It seems this goblin knows nothing- you may dispose of him as you wish, although I'll need my rope back.
I found it. Thanks. No bonus osirion though
Where can I find that info?
Anton turns to Tiberu Do you know that man? He seems eager to be off, especially considering there is still fighting going on and the town is on fire. And speaking of fire, we don't have any to aid this interrogation I am afraid. We'll have to drown him in water instead. I imagine he will be gibbering mostly in Golbin. It's funny how drowning makes one forget anything but the mother tongue. What can this goblin tell us about why they are here? Name of the "longshanks" behind this? Does he know anything about the graveyard? Who was that on the goblin-dog? What were they to do with that man and his dog? Anton casually grabs a bucket from on the carts and speaks divine invocation. The bucket literally overflows with clear cool water, spilling on the packed sand and rough cobbles.
The cleric table shows that I should have 1+1 first level spells and 3 0 level spells, but my char sheet has me with 2+1 and 4. Typo? Or is there a bonus to spells/day that I am not taking into account?
Awaiting the goblin's move, but if able will
can you grapple on an AoO?
Conealment, then roll to hit at -2 with his blade. If hits with bat 20, can confirm with -2, and do up to 4 dmg. Then his turn- best concealment, hit with nat 20, confirm with a -4 to hit, and then any roll would put me to 0...
Anton quickly picks up a handful of dust from the cobbles and tosses it into the goblin's face as it stands up. Sheathing the his sword with one hand, he reaches for the goblin's sword arm to swing it behind the goblin and lock it in place.
Sounds good.
Anton roars and charges the pack of goblins rushing from behind the cart, easily bisecting the closest and tossing it's head and left arm into the nearby cart trailed by an arc of blood and intestines.
Anton looks up from the bottom of the pit at Tiberu. Silvanus stands in the slanting afternoon light, braced and reaching his hand into the grave as the red rays of the sun burst into a halo around him, the smoke from the burning town alighting the air with dancing motes. He dusts off the dirt he was sifting through his fingers and grabs Tiberu's arm, allowing him to pull him from the grave. He looks into Silvanus' face, which is wreathed in the shadows of the backlit sun. You run panting from place to place like a scour-eater, and have the attention span of an untried maiden. However, if you do not care about the exhumation of your adopted father, who am I to judge? I've heard rumors a necromancer can speak to, and even coerce, a restless spirit if he holds its skull, but perhaps all he wants is to animate his bones as a skeletal butler... who knows!? But lead away then, and find us more goblin blood to spill in this sandy barnacle of a town.
They notice the marker for Nualia is missing, and cleanly taken. Who is father Ezakien?
How many creatures were involved? What kinds? Did they take the coffin or just the body? Was the corpse especially well entombed with stones or steel in addition to coffin? Did they use shovels or picks or hands to dig? What was used to chip at the other monument? Is Father Tobyn's monument similarly disfigured? What does Tiberu know about the relationship between Tobyn and then Kaijitsus? Anton curses silently that he did not prepare Detect Magic this morning- no time now; would be great to see if there is any lingering auras. Did the body go up and over the wall, or where does that track lead to? Is there any trash or debris left behind? Is the ground wet or dry- did they come and go by boat or by forest? This should take a minute or two, I'd guess, and unless there were any changes to the noise of battle throughout the town, Anton would be absorbed in it.
Anton is speaking quietly, as if mostly to himself: I knew there was something about those tracks. They led to Father Tobyn's grave. You know it well, Silvanus- has anything about it changed recently? Whomever is there won't be expecting us- but there aren't many ways into or out of the graveyard. How tall is the wall along the southern edge of the church grounds? Could we scout over that without being seen?
Slinging the goblin under his arm, Anton reaches into his backpack and pulls out a coil of hemp rope, then starts to truss the squirming goblin up tightly.
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