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Aulay Background:
It was truly a day of jubilee as once more the Knights of the Alerion accepted squires into their ranks. Among the proud parents stood noble men and commoners alike. One of such fathers was a magistrate from the Heartland. His only son Aulay had after years of preparations passed the trials and while he had hoped the boy would have chosen a path closer to his own in life, he still brimmed with pride on this special day. The squires of the Knights of the Alerion were years later nearing the end of their training and time would soon come for their assignments, some would go on to become knights while most would tend to support positions or join the regular armed forces of Talingarde. The old knight scrutinised the candidates, most choices were given, but a few still bothered the seasoned veteran. Aulay for instance had the martial skills but lacked force of character and perhaps devotion. Character could be taught but faith had to blossom from within. No he would have to serve as a sergeant then perhaps later on he could prove himself. Piers a young cleric of the Blessed Order of St. Macarius examined the escort assigned to guard his Abbot and himself, as they travelled to cities along the Watch Wall. A single knight and his men was thought sufficient, he couldn’t help contemplating if that assessment was correct. So far there hadn’t been any skirmishes. He had even managed to strike up conversations with one of the silent men, a sergeant Aulay, his abbot had recommended forming these relationships even though it wasn’t with a knight, apparently this man might become a fully fletched brother according to the knight. And as men-at-arms went this Aulay was surprisingly intelligent and learned when he had opened up to him. As the heavy steps echoed and finally perished, Liana breathed easily again. He had taking it surprisingly well, she thought, as she recalled the last half an hour. It had been clear that Aulay had thought the world of her, the man had been in love, she however didn’t fell the same way. Even though he had remained calm and composed that look in his eyes said it all. His world was broken apart when she told him, his appearance and lowly status was not good enough for her. While Aulay continued with his duty, the quality suffered. Dark thoughts crept into his mind and unhealthy habits introduced themselves. A sergeant and hopeful knight should not stalk young women, especially those who had turned him away. Aulay knew this, but still spent many sleepless nights in the streets around Lianas place of residence. His friend Piers had tried to talk with him, reason with him – at least he didn’t know about these nightly endeavours. Some one else however must have as he was called into the watch commanders office upon his return to the barracks. Waiting on him was the watch commander and none other than the legendary Sir Balin. A fairly long conversation could be reduced to a transfer to Sir Balins contingent of troops and an order for departure in the morning. Work was good and while Sir Balin was a hard man, he was an honest and just leader. The assignment was good for Aulay, as he forgot the sorrows of Liana and improved himself in body and mind bringing him closer to his goal of joining the ranks of the knights. Luck finally seemed to smile upon him as he now was once again back in the quarters of the Knights of the Alerion awaiting promotion and Liana had accepted his advancements once more. However it didn’t last. While he had excelled himself in his service, a number of his superiors still felt his faith in Mitra lacked and thus he was released from service, recommend to seek service in the regular force of the kingdom. The blow struck hard and only the thought of his beloved made it tolerably. That pillar of support crumbled a few days later when Liana announced that she once again was rejecting him, he was still found wanting. While he might have lived the rejection, a rumour of her being courted by another man send him into a vicious spiral. He blamed Mitra and he blamed her. Mitra for not granting accepting him into his service or gifting him with sufficient looks, Liana for her unfaithful and treacherous nature. While his accusation of Mitra was private, he vocally voiced his accusations of Liana. While some truth might had been found in his words Lianas family and especially oldest brother could not sit ideally by. Worried for the safety of her brother Liana sought out the barrack guard of the Knights of the Alerion only to learn her brother had indeed been there and had left accompanied by Aulay. They, Liana and a contingent of men-at-arms, found the two. Her brother lay dead on the ground, Aulay knelt besides him praying inaudibly.
Comments to the Background:
I am not sure if this is your vision of Sir Balin and the Knights of the Alerion. Let me know if you want it changed. Crunch:
Male Human Fighter 1 NE Medium Human Init +4; Senses Perception +2 -------------------- DEFENSE -------------------- AC 13, touch 13, flat-footed 10 hp 13 (10 + 1x1 favoured class + 1x2 con bonus) Fort +5, Ref +3, Will +3 -------------------- OFFENSE -------------------- Spd 30 ft. Melee Ranged -------------------- STATISTICS -------------------- Str 16, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 8 Base Atk +1; CMB +4, CMD 17 Feats Improved Shield Bash, Iron Will, Two-Weapon Fighting, Traits Child of the temple (Religion), Dueling Unto Death, Tactician Skills Adventuring: Climb +7, Intimidate +3, Knowledge (Religion) +7, Perception +2, Stealth +4, Survival +5, Swim +7 Background: Handle Animal +3, Knowledge (Nobility) +4 ACP: 0 Languages Common, Combat Gear Other Gear -------------------- SPECIAL ABILITIES -------------------- Villain points 1 Variant Multi-Class Ranger Appearance:
Age: 29 (Adult) Size: Medium, 5’10”, 223 lbs. Type: Humanoid (Human) ”He might be normal of height, but with that size he might as well stop trying to hide” one of the onlookers in the court said to her friend gesturing towards the dark haired man standing in the dock. She however quickly became quiet as she caught a glimpse of the hatred burning in his grey-green eyes.
Combat stats: [ooc]Hp 13/13; AC 13/13T/10FF; CMD 17 [ooc] [ooc]+5F/+3R/+3W [ooc] [ooc]Buffs: None[ooc] []
I am currently writing and will be coming in close to the deadline.
@GM Phntm888, Thanks for the comments, I will look into them and have a revised submission ready before the deadline. I might some questions for the setting later on. Current questions: Is there anything I should know about the Knights of Alerion? Regarding Sir Balin, would it be a good idea to work him in?
My submission ready for inspection Aulay Background:
It wasn’t supposed to end like this, the thought once again flashed to the forefront of his mind, as Aulay stood in dock of the court. His eyes sought out the familiar sight of his father, a magistrate from the Heartland now forced to witness the trial of his beloved only son. He had been so proud on the day, I was accepted as a squire in the Knights of the Alerion. He could barely keep his voice straight, Aulay recalled, now seeing a broken man. One who spoke with a broken voice this day was the young priestess of Mitra standing before the presiding magistrate. Liana the mere thought of her name caused his jaw to tighten and his eyes to grow cold. Now she stood there, almost moved to tears, describing the first and second time they had a relationship. That and how she found him standing over her dead brother. A decent man, if only he hadn’t thought he needed to protect his sister, Aulay concluded. He like the Knights had underestimated him. Just because Mitra hadn’t given him the power of the divine warriors, he had only made sergeant, the bitterness concluded. One who realised his potential was the tall, thin extrovert cleric of The Blessed Order of St. Macarius, Piers. His long-time friend had adamantly defended him talking at great length of his good and pious soul, a desire only wanting to serve. They had been a funny pair the two, tall and short, extro- and introvert, acolyte and squire. If only he knew my lord, if only he knew, Aulay intoned to his new master Asmodeus. He had found the forbidden faith on the long night after both his superior had turned him down for advancement and Liana had ended their relationship. The dark lord had that night planted a slowly blossoming confidence, still fragile but growing. No it will not end like this, I will find a way, he decided
Crunch:
Male Human Fighter 1 NE Medium Human Init +4; Senses Perception +2 -------------------- DEFENSE -------------------- AC 13, touch 13, flat-footed 10 hp 13 (10 + 1x1 favoured class + 1x2 con bonus) Fort +5, Ref +3, Will +3 -------------------- OFFENSE -------------------- Spd 30 ft. Melee Ranged -------------------- STATISTICS -------------------- Str 16, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 8 Base Atk +1; CMB +4, CMD 17 Feats Improved Shield Bash, Iron Will, Two-Weapon Fighting, Traits Child of the temple (Religion), Dueling Unto Death, Tactician Skills Adventuring: Climb +6, Intimidate +2, Knowledge (Religion) +6, Perception +2, Stealth +4, Survival +4, Swim +6 Background: Handle Animal +2, Knowledge (Nobility) +4 ACP: 0 Languages Common, Combat Gear Other Gear -------------------- SPECIAL ABILITIES -------------------- Villain points 1 Variant Multi-Class Ranger Appearance:
Age: 29 (Adult) Size: Medium, 5’10”, 223 lbs. Type: Humanoid (Human) ”He might normal of height, but with that size he might as well stop trying to hide” one of the onlookers in the court said to her friend gesturing towards the dark haired man standing in the dock. She however quickly became quiet as she caught a glimpse of the hatred burning in his grey-green eyes.
Combat stats:
[ooc]Hp 13/13; AC 13/13T/10FF; CMD 17 [ooc] [ooc]+5F/+3R/+3W [ooc] [ooc]Buffs: None[ooc] [] What is ”Combat Stamina”?
Great. I have started on the rules for character creation. I am considering a human. That would be a branding right?
If you are willing to give a Tolkien rookie a try, then I eould like to join.
Where can I find the source books?
I got tied up and never finished the character. I'm am wondering if it is not to late now?
My computer is acting up so I am using my tablet, the formatting is taking some time.
Sorry for the abscens. Life just threw me a curve ball. I'll have my character ready to by the deadline. Yes DM, I am not strong on the lore. But a minor noble family not to far away.
Mainly some story background,the mechanics are donee.
Quite well. Most of the mechanics is done leaving a few skills and some background to be done. I might need to get some input on the noble background.
I am working on a few ideas. Either a lore bard or a wizard perhaps going necromancer. Having read a little of forgotten realms the later seems harder to pull off.
Thanks for the links in the other thread. I will look into a character later. Anything we need covered?
I would like to join. I haven't played in a long time and I'm new to both 5e and AL but would like to try. What's the best way to start?
NG Ratfolk Summoner An interesting set of rolls, let see where this takes me.
I have quite a heavy autumn and winter coming up with 1 research article to write and 2 projects to start along with teaching responsibilities, so I am afraid this is the end for me. It was nice to play with you best of luck with your games to come.
I have quite a heavy autumn and winter coming up with 1 research article to write and 2 projects to start along with teaching responsibilities, so I am afraid this is the end for me. It was nice to play with you best of luck with your games to come.
Most if not all of the poeple you speak with have only praises for the beautiful Kaitlyn Mott. SOme wonders why she is married to captain Mott, but most assumes it is for practical reasons. She often walks among the stands of the marketplace picking out what food and clothes she needs to tend to the captain's needs. A few remarks that she seems sad as of lately. Most surely you find her picking out a new cloak for her husband. You soon strike up a conversation and she seems pleased to speak to someone, you get the impression that few dare speak with her. She gladly accepts your lunch invitation, suggesting a rather public place, where many soldiers will be nearby, a wise precaution you summarise.
An invisible Zull takes to the sky to find your missing captain. As you departed the inn on this fine morning a ray of sunshine greets you, ready to illuminate the fruits of your labour. Having followed your advice Zull soon returns with the most fortuitous news. "Master a small group has gather outside the house you described." Wlaking in a brisk pace in that direction you soon here the the sounds of metal against metal and alarmed shouting. Once closer you see two men fighting. It is an intense duel, certainly a mortal one. The larger and uglier man must be captain Mott. His face is torn by grief and anger. The emotions translate into a fierce assault on the fairer of the two captain Eddarly. A fine sport this is and your patience is rewarded by an impressive show of skill. Finely all good things must come to an end and exploiting a gap in his opponent's defence captain Mott slices the throat of Eddarly. Standing over the corpse the winner breaks into tears. Your joy is interrupted by a contingent of guards from the watch tower lead by a tall, older, salt and peper bearded man. "Stay your blade Mott!" he commands. Letting the blade fall to the ground a defeated Mott looks back, "They were sleeping together. She betrayed me, Thomas." he states while accepting the guards arresting him. "Unbearable for any man, but you must answer for your crimes." Lord Havelyn of Balentyne replies escorting the broken man towards the watch tower. Later that evening you overhere the following conversation in the common room. "Swift justice, pronouncing the sentence today. Yeah but death and incarseraiton in Branderscar before that, no man deserves that when only avening himself. Justice is blind, no man is above the law. Some should be, we lost two captains now, I only hope things will be better when Varning returns."
Fair Kaitlyn smiles as she opens the door and sees a familiar face. "I thought you were with your men tonight darling?" she asks as she hurries you inside. Her questions stops when she is presented with the pendant. "Oh you shouldn't have," she says before embrazing you, without any pause for concern she follows your suggestion and turns her back to you holding her hair aside for you to secure the locket around her neck. The look of betrayal is devastating as you force her last breath and with that her life out of her. Quickly the grusome work of creating the suicide is carried out and still under disguise you leave the dead to be found. Once back from the grim deed you wait, reminiscing over the faith of the first captain and now waiting for the second and third.
I the morning as you are having your breakfast a constable hurries into the common room, almost out of breath he inquiries with Bellam: "Bellam have you seen Captain Mott? He returned home and found poor Kaitlyn dead, she had hung her self. After reading a letter he stormed of?" Bellam unfortunately knows nothing.
A local boy gives you the directions to the market for a copper piece. Once you approach the central square you can hear the sounds of merchants peddling their goods. It takes a little while to find someone interested in your furs. But after a little while on of the few tailors in town bites. Over the course of business you learn that he sometimes sows for the Lord of the watchtower and his family. He has nothing but praise for Lord Thomas Havelyn, though one of his apprentices wonders out aloud if anyone can really be that pure, what hides beneath the surface? That talk is quickly hushed up. The tailors complains a little that only one of the four captains, captain Eddarly purchases new cloths regularly, why that handsome man has no wife is beyond his understanding.
All Rumors to be discovered: 1. Have you ever been to the choir hall of Balentyne? Amazing! The priests are such beautiful singers and sometimes the stone saints that adorn the place join in the chorus. Such a miracle! 2. Mad Martin is a strange one! He tends the rookery in the Watchtower. They say he never leaves except for necessities. He talks to the birds like people and has named every one! 3. Lord Havelyn is a good soul but so grim and gloomy. For so great a lord to be unhappy, he must be guilty about something! 4. That Captain Zack Eddarly is a handsome one, isn’t he? Such a gallant! And still unmarried at his age. He’ll make some lady of proper breeding quite a catch won’t he? 5. Balentyne’s magister, that creepy Tacitus, has been spending a lot of time working on something in his tower! I don’t know what it is, but it’s said that something unnatural was recovered from the north. 6. Ye Merrie Men are coming to town and the handsome William Marcus Marlow is coming with them! Can you believe it? The Bard of Barrington! Here! They are doing the “Fall of Amberlyn”! Oh, I can’t wait! 7. They say the bugbears are massing up north. I wonder what their up to? Well, it doesn’t matter! We’ll be ready for ‘em! You’d think those shaggy walking carpets would have learned by now that the Watch Wall is unbreakable! 8. Soldiers today! A worthless, shiftless lot! Balentyne is in total disarray. Soldiers today are too lazy – not like in my day. 9. There’s a pack of dwarves in town led by a grumpy short fellow named Barnabus Eisenbauch. They’re here to fix up the watchtower or so I’ve heard. A hard working fellow -- just don’t challenge him to a drinking contest. He’ll drink you under the table every time! 10. I’ve heard that Father Donnagin was sent here after the church demoted him from bishop. He got into some sort of trouble – serious trouble I’d wager to be banished to the Watch Wall. 11. Bellam Barhold is such a lush. He does enjoy his wine. He’s always complaining about how he can’t get any of the good stuff here in the borderlands. 12. Have you seen Kaitlyn Mott? She’s the most beautiful woman in town! How did an ugly lump of a man like Captain Franz Mott bag a looker like her? And how does he keep her, that’s what I want to know! 13. Have you had any of Mama Guisseppe’s beef stew? Delicious! I hear she goes up to the Watchtower and cooks a big batch of it for the men every Monday! What a nice old lady. 14. Those dwarves are a thieving lot! I heard one of
15. Lord Thomas Havelyn is the most honorable and capable commander that Balentyne has ever had. If he can’t keep the Watch Wall working, then no one can! 16. Did you hear about prisoners escaping from Branderscar? Were they ever caught? 17. Here’s to the soldiers of Balentyne! One hundred of the finest fighting men it’s ever been my privilege to serve with. 18. I hear Captain Varning is leading another patrol out tomorrow. I wonder how long they’ll be gone this time? The last time they were gone for five days! If you ask me, these patrols are a waste of time. They’re just an excuse for Varning to get out of the tower and gallivant around the country side instead of doing his fair share of guard duty. 19. I hear a raven arrived at the rookery last night! I bet it carried important news though I know not about what. 20. Do you know how the Lord’s Dalliance got its name? It was once a brothel! I hear there used to be a secret passage to the basement that allowed the Lord of the Watchtower to sneak in here and have a good time. Of course it must have been sealed up years ago.
A light breeze blows from behind you almost ushering you on towards Aldencross. Without to much hassle you are admitted through the watchtower. A smiling remark comments on you short and most likely fruitless endeavour, if only they knew. Infernal luck once again smiles upon you as that very evening you hear soldiers welcoming a most handsome man in the Lord's Dalliance around supper time. It is indeed the sought after captain Zack. Glancing and duplicating his appearance is easy with your magical aids and a pint with one of the locals give you the address of the Mott town house.
It is getting late and I must sleep, I hope to be able to post tomorrow.
"What effect are you looking for?" the defeated man asks leaving you to your murderous planning.
Vex' suggestion brings only contempt to the captain's face "I'll never serve you." he spits. However knowing his predicament he continues: "As far as I know Mott knows nothing. Zack would be either on watch or in his own house in Aldencross."
Your conversation is interrupted by a polite knock on the door, once given permission a short, smiling woman enters with your water and ales. She introduces herself as Alicia and informs you that dinner is available in the common room when you are before she takes her leave.
And I have been on holiday and forgot to write it here, sorry.
The verbal assault takes it toll on the proud captain and as his shoulders sink in defeat he asks: "What is it you would like to know? Of the other captains their is little to say. Mott hopes for a promotion while other gossip that his wife is having an affair with Zack. Barhold is almost living at the watchtower safe for when he visits his brother in the inn."
Is there any material available to read on this specific adventure? I don't have a pfs character, is it possible to make one online?
"You bastard stay away from my family," the captain threatens before the transformation infront of him turns him silent. "By Mitra, a tiefling, a cursed tiefling," he mutters to himself not paying attention to your words following the transformation. He hastily gazes to his other captures seeing if any of them have turned.
Drogan, what family are you writing about in regards to Varning. The way I read his background, he is from a minor noble family not living in or near Aldencross/Balentyne.
"I will see to it," Bellam says smiling. Popping his head into the kitchen you can hear him asking someone to bring the requested water, ale and linen up. Turning back to you he says: "If you would follow me," he then leads you up the stairs and shows you two adjacent rooms a large and a smaller. "I hope these are to your liking," he says adding: "I will share what I know over a pint later."
"Fool, these men of the Watchwall, you will pay for this. Branderscar will be your destiny, should you survive that far." Varning spits back.
A shiver ripples through the innkeeper as something spooks him, not knowing what he gets a grip on himself and focuses on the guests before him. "The Lord's Dalliance should be able to offer you everything you need," he proclaims boldly, continuing: "We have enough rooms available at the moment, will two suffice or should you need more?" pausing for a moment to think he adds: "Bathwater is not available now, but will be tomorrow. I can heat some now but it will cost you more than waiting." Looking around the common room nothing really stands out. The entrance you used is the only visible one, but an open door leads out into the kitchen, where another exit might be. An open stair leads to the landing above where the rooms must be. Below it is a trapdoor properly leading to a cellar.
The clod splash reinvigorates the stunned captain, spitting and coughing he he struggles with the ropes binding him. It takes a few moments before he realises the situation he is in. "Who are you?" he inquires and seeing his slaughtered men he demands: "What have you done?"
With out any further questioning the constables parts way with you and continues on their path. The directions the gave you were descent and soon you reach a large building. The sign outside states that this is "The Lord's Dalliance" and upon entering the common room you are greeted by a man in his fourties, normal height and a little extra on the side. "Welcome to The Lord's Dalliance, I'm Bellam barhold the Innkeeper. How may I help you?"
With ease Zull slowly but surely wraps the rope around the legs of the captain. Seeing the completed action of his minion Drogan intones the incantation and binds the fascinated captain, once the infernal chains binds his mind, the primal survival instinct kicks in and the captain regains his full senses.
I understood that Zull relieved him of his weapons, not a threatening action. Then that Randu and Erodin would tie him up. My thoughts on the subject is that tieing someone up almost equals a grapple an attack action which is why I would consider it a threatning action. Zull being invisable slowly wrapping rope around his feet is not as clear cut as two human trying to hold and bind him.
Unaccustomed to such an inquiry the two younger men exchanges looks. Puzzled and perhaps a bit distrustful one of them asks: "Is our uniform not enough?" Nadines words calms both and their faces settels into friendlier poses. "Not a problem my lady. You are most welcome here. The market is down that street, you can't miss it," the other one replies pointing to a street to your 2 o'clock. Robert's inquiry causes a small smile to play on their lips, "Your best and only bet is to seek out The Lord's Dalliance, Bellam runs it and should be able to provide food and shelter. Either head in this direction or take the north western street from the market place."
Vex performance keeps the captain focussed and oblivious to his surroundings. Without much trouble Zull open his belt relieving him of his sword and dagger, while the quick fingered familiar next drags the captain's bow out of reach.
Can you bind someone in a non-threatening way? Is that not a threatening action?
Day 2
The infernal magic grips his mind and renders the poor man unable to flee any further. Zull first closes the distance and deals him a minor wound, Erodin unprepared for the man sudden stop miscalculates and his speed propels his blade paste its target. Randu is however deadly accurate and focuses the gathered momentum at the tip os his sword piercing the chest and aorta of the last ranger.
Dices:
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