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”A trip up in the mountains, eh? It’ll no doubt be dangerous, without knowing what to expect other than a group of orcs and this tentacled thing. Perhaps the orcs have some gear we could use toward the effort,” Arty says as he begins searching the orcs.
Arty stands back, looking around fro any hidden dangers.
Arty swings his magical blade at the remaining baddie. Attack
The warrior storms into the room and swings his magical blade at the closest baddie. Attack
”Throw down your weapons and give us the hostage!”
Artival storms up to the door once he was told what was happening in the cabin. He waits for bids from the group, but once given, he tries to kick the door down. Strength check
Arty basically breaks into a run, worried about the Halfling. ”Faster, faster, the little guy needs us! Maybe it’s not too late,” he whispers, urging the group forward.
Arty follows along, worried about the safety of the poor halfling after the grim discovery.
Arty was surprised at the quick and effective assault by his new friends. ” I guess I need to be more prepared. You lot are quick on the draw,” he says with a grin. He moves to search the area where the three were located, hoping to fin a clue to the whereabouts of the missing Person they sought.
Arty moves toward the orca, pulling his magical Longsword as he did so. ”Oho, have at you, Evil orcs! Throw down your weapons and surrender to us!”
Survival untrained Arty seemed to have a way with the directions and was lucky enough to take the group right up to the cabin.
Arty makes sure to take a couple rolls for the road. ”You know, I haven’t exactly asked permission, but to make it official, would you lot allow me to investigate this halfling with you? I’m kind of traveling right now, but I’m in no rush, and this seems quite interesting. I’d like to reunite the family, if we could.”
”Of course we will give our assistance. So, we need to find Ponto and see if he has any idea what is going on there. Who knows, they might be in their cups at the nearest bar. If there is anything amiss, we will sniff it out,” Arty reassures the halfling.
Aid diplomacy A bit full of himself after the day’s success, Arty tries to volunteer help by the group. ”I hope you can tell these people are true of heart. I’ve only known them for a short time, but they’ve taken me in like a relative. I’m confident we would help you any way we can.”. He orders an ale as he listens. ”Would you care for a drink, ma’am?”
Arty takes a seat as well, anxious to kick his feet up after the day’s fun.
Artival agreed that a rest would be a good idea. But his ears did perk up when the abandoned tomb was discussed. ”Sounds like a place of great possible rewards, and an equal amount of undead that need to be put down!”
Artival grabs the lance, as he’d never had one of his own before, only old worn practice lances. ”Let my friends have the remainder of the items. They were my seconds and deserve as much of the credit as anyone.” He looks at the tiara and makes sure to compliment the lady on his craftsmanship. ”It is truly exquisite. I don’t really think I’ll wear it much,” he laughs, ”but it is greatly appreciated nonetheless.”
Arty moves forward, again no attacking the man. He simply protects himself while the rest of the team takes the man out.
Arty takes a full defensive action, not wanting to cut the man down in front of his family. ”Stand down, sir. You lost fair and square. True love wins the day,” he says with a smile.
Arty got smacked solidly. He says a quick prayer, and activates his Smite Evil ability. If the enemy isn’t evil, it wouldn’t have any effect. He swings again. Attack
Artival nods. ”I’m ready!”. Once the participants were prepared, Arty took a strong swing with his enhanced weapon. Power Attack with magic weapon Damage
Artival raises an eyebrow at the burly fellow offering to take his place. ”Nonsense, I’m fine. He just got a lucky blow in there. I’m battling for the love of both of you. That’s worth a quick slash with a blade!” The fighter is quite pleased when Duraz magically heals him. ”Ah, basically as good as new! Thank you ky friend...”
Arty calls out in pain after being sliced through by the wicked weapon. He returns the thrust in kind with his Longsword. Attack with PA Damage
The ‘warrior’ was now contemplating a change in his lifestyle, since battle obviously wasn’t a strong suit of his. He wasn’t ready to quit, so he returns an attack. Attack
Possible Crit
Arrival again dodged the blow and returns an attack, growing frustrated by his obvious lack of success. Attack
The warrior deftly doges the blow and returns an attack in kind. Attack
The warrior offers his opponent the opportunity to yield. ”Is the battle over,” he pauses, waiting for a response. Assuming the man stands down, Artival accepts and shakes his hand. If the opponent elects to continue the battle, Arty responds in kind. Attack
Artival decides to trust his own abilities (and better armor) and engages the opponent. Attack Damage from heavy mace
The Paladin grabs the lance, feeling the heft before making his runs on his borrowed horse. Attack one with magic weapon
He hopped off the steed when finished, looking for his name on the leaderboard.
Artival pays the man the 20 gold (and deducts it from his sheet). The man’s stomach grumbles as he smells the scent of pie in the air. However he tried to maintain his focus and only pay attention to his attacks to the rings. He waits to see if the group planned on enhancing his aim any before he started his competition.
”Sir, I’m Artival Brisboir, and I’m here to defend the honor of your daughter. I might be rabble, but I intend on putting forth all my effort on her behalf. Seems like you might favor a duel with both participants on somewhat equal footing,” he offers. Diplomacy
”Well, this sounds like a nice bit of fun, doesn’t it?! I’m no stranger to riding a horse, but I’m certainly no expert either. And some plate armor would definitely help, if we had easy access to it.”
”Before I turn in for the evening, are there any written rules for the joust? Examples of what is accepted and what is frowned upon or disqualifying?”
Arty gives a low whistle as he takes the sword hilt. ”Now that’s a fine blade! My sword has served me well, but this is quite magnificent. Are you sure you’d let me use this? I think Heironeous himself would be impressed!”
”I’d never turn down proper assistance, assuming that is within the rules of a duel. Is that an acceptable practice for duels around here,” he turns and asks Talla.
”I’m not scared to stand in to defend your honor. I’m Artival Brisboir. I know my way around a weapon and it’d be my pleasure. Assuming the lady elf didn’t object, of course,” he says with a nod toward Mirianna.
”Standing on the right side of love? What more important mission is there in the world? Is the father and his champion evil or just misguided? I’m no experienced jouster, but I could possibly give it a shot,” he offers.
”A duel? Well, I certainly hadn’t planned on that, but maybe it’d make a good story...”
He nods at the table. ”Mind if I join you? The lovely lady over there me tioned something about a duel? And a joust? Tell me more,” he asks, waiting for an invitation before sitting down.
”Sure, a room would be great. Tell me more about the fair? I planned on traveling through in the morning, but I’m not really in a big rush. It might be fun to stay around for a day or so and play some games,” he adds with a big goofy grin. His coin purse was still relatively full, so one or two days before continuing his journey might be a pleasant little stopover.
The large man in shining armor smiles as he sees the town ahead of him. It’d been a fairly long trip, and he could think of nothing bette than tucking into some warm food and cool mead before Naversel in the morning.
Artival lets his nose lead the way, knowing he will be able to smell the inn before he sees it. Once he finds the Inn, he heads in, looking for an empty table, and a chance to rest his weary feet. As the server approaches, he asks for a bowl of the stew, and some crusty bread to finish off the broth with. ”And whatever cool drink you have would wash everything down wonderfully,” he adds with a smile as he takes a long stretch in his chair.
I’m here. Just waiting on the group to get back to town and the GM get us all together
I’ll take the half plus.
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