Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Get down quick." says Aureth to Oscar, before turning to the group and saying "We should hide. We don't know who these people are, and they could be working for the bad guys."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Basically, we need to decide if it's better to be safe or better to be quick. If we want to be quick, we should have someone climb up and take a look around. If we want to be safe, we should probably go house to house. Each, however, has it's own risks."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Well, we probably only want one person on the bridge at a time; that being said, however, I will cross the bridge by myself first and find a place to hide, since it was my idea and all."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Keeping his voice low, Aureth will say "We should probably go across one at a time, instead of as a group. Less of a chance of being noticed, and if one person gets seen, it won't jeopardize the rest of the group. I would even be willing to go first."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Once the books are safely ensconced in the hidden area, Aureth will start looking for food, as well as grabbing a heavy cloak that could double as a blanket...And a satchel to store stuff in.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "I love books. Does that count, or do you only care about" Aureth sticks out his tongue as if he tasted something disgusting before finishing with "romantic love?"
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Ignoring the deadly blades, Aureth secures his stack of books and moves into the building. Turning to Manny, Aureth asks "So, you're a priest? What goddess do you venerate?"
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Oh, Starry Night, thank goodness that's overwith. I think I'm going to just sit here a mome..." he manages to get out before turning and promptly vomiting into the gutter.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth backpedals again and tries to hit the one that Stella swung her blade on with another glob of acid before shouting "We should focus on one until it's down; That's what my dad would say!" Acid Splash: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth will continue to lob acid at his attacker, taking the standard backstep to avoid being suckerpunched. Acid Splash: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 Damage Roll: 1d3 ⇒ 1
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "OW!" Aureth will attempt to incant acid splash again, knowing that it is his only defense against these creatures. Attack Roll: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Damage Rolls: 1d3 ⇒ 31d3 ⇒ 2
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Stumbling back from the little creature's attack, Aureth will summon up a glob of acid and send it streaking toward the one who attacked him. Acid Splash Touch Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 ah well.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth will move to the middle of the group, clutching the stack of books that he can carry as best he can. He struggles to keep up with the group, but thankfully he's not really carrying anything, otherwise he would really be in trouble.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Clearly still frustrated, Aureth begins to pick through the books that he can carry, and then proceeds to hide the rest. "This will never work. What if we come across a smaller door?" Aureth sighs, grabs his stack of books, and then says "Let's get going. I'm sorry to have wasted your time." Aureth is going to be heavily encumbered.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "No, I'm fine. just mad that the people who design furniture don't have a discussion with the people who design doorways to establish standards. Do they expect the furniture to just magically appear in a room?"
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 After struggling to get the loaded down makeshift sled up the stairs, Aureth visibly deflates when he sees the door. Doing the math in his head, he says "If only that door was 7.4 inches wider! GGRRRRR!" Sheer frustration forces him to kick the door, which of course causes him to hurt himself.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Visibly uncomfortable with speaking with a moving, talking doll, Aureth shakily says "yuh-yes. We're going to save these books, so that the goblins don't burn them. Because that's what they do."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth will finish his sled, test that it can be pulled effectively, then go find the sisters. When he does, he will say "So if you wanna take the doll with us, you can put it on my sled. I will probably need help pulling it though."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Watching the proceedings with the doll for a moment before turning away, Aureth says "I'm gonna go get the travoy ready. I just need to get some rope and i'll be good to go. Also, I took my dad's advice and we now have clubs if you're of the inclination to hit things." Aureth then goes in search of some rope.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 As Asbques pushes Aureth, he takes a stutter step back, clearly unprepared for her aggressive actions, before saying "w-well, we don't have to do what the book says. We can make our way back to the academy and try to help them, or find our teachers."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Just so we're clear: you want to take that creepy doll with us through a town that's being invaded by two armies so that it can be possessed by...something. On the say so of a possessed, and frankly rude, book." Aureth seems less than enthused by this plan, to say the least.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Intelligence: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 Standing back and eying his work critically, Aureth slaps his hands together to clear the dust off and says "okay, sled's all ready to go!"
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth pauses for a moment, then says "Frankly, I don't have that high of an opinion of a book that talks to you that is in the service of a lich, so I figure that I should take matters into my own hands."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "I'm making a sled so we can save these books, cause goblins like to burn them, and books are too important to let that happen to. We can probably put all kinds of important stuff on here and then take it with us when we leave, but we need rope or something to pull it with" explains Aureth as he finishes getting the second leg off of one end of the table.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 When Rovasi enters, Aureth is working a table leg back and forth furiously, apparently trying to disconnect the leg from the table, so far with limited success. the books are stacked neatly if precariously on one of the chairs. Glancing up as Rovasi enters, Aureth says without stopping his work "see if you can find some rope, so we can make a sled."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 From the room with the books, there is a creaking sound and then a loud crash. When someone enters the room, they find Aureth, with a broken table, trying to make a sled.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "Okay, that's all I wanted to know. I'll be in the room with the books if you guys need anything." Aureth then makes his way back to the room with the books and begins looking around to see if there how best he can move these large books to save them from the illiterate fire-loving goblins.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "That's not why I called it rude. It said rude things to me, but I can go ask I guess." Aureth will collect his notes and belongings then head back into the room with the "talking" book. Pausing for a moment to give Asbques a nervous little smile before moving to the book, Aureth will say "Mr. book, do you know what kind of enemy is surrounding the building, or going to? It'll help us plan what to do when we leave."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 "4th derivative....Eluth De'lanaan....what are you stud...Huh?" Aureth appears startled by the fact that someone else was here talking to him. "Okay, does the rude book know what's going to surround the building? If so, we can take precautions to help us deal with it."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Detect thoughts is handy, for sure! Aureth will continue cataloging books until someone comes to get him or he finishes, in which case he will move to the three other exits from here and listen at them.
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth loves books, so it would really take a lot of them to make him uninterested. Aureth casts a spell before reading the writing on the parchment, mummering "Mom always said the cast read magic before looking at magic writing to make sure it don't explode."
Max HP: 80 | AC: 17; T: 13; FF: 14 | Init: +9 | Fort: +7; Ref: +7; Will: +15 | Perception: +15 Current Damage: -0 |
Spell Slots:
-/8/8/7/4 Aureth pauses for a moment, taking in the room with a barely contained joy. Moving to the center table, he begins opening the books and making mental notes about the contents of each by quickly skimming them. |