Bulgo Bluefoot's page

That's okay, I can do that edit.

I think Bulgo needs to get out of tier gold for this one.

Aside from that, it looks good.

Could Bulgo try to recruit with Vik, or maybe his old lover who seemed to be a bit of a scholar in his own right, to the Sages?

diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Nope

Bulgo is the soul of discretion.

That said, I did play Tas through about 10 or 11 of the dragonlance modules and had a ball doing so.

Bulgo double checks the knots, but lets others force the cure down.

"Let us hope this works. One way or another the menace will be handled. If he dies... then we should remove the body or others will realise who he is/was..."

It should have been +11 to hit- that is his normal bonus. Damage is +7 (+5 dex, +1 river rat, +1 enhancement).

Bulgo closes on the Maulder once again, lashing out with his dagger
attack,NL: 1d20 + 11 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 11 - 4 = 16
NL damage(silver,magic): 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

At this stage he'll probably move over to lethal damage in the future, we should have done enough NL to have him knocked out rather than killed outright.

I'm going to be away for a couple of days. Impromptu camping trip organised by the family. Please bot as required.

Bulgo takes the opportunity to close and strike the mauler with the hilt of his dagger.

"It doesn't have to be this way..."
attack,NL: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 13 - 4 = 26
damage(silver,magic),NL: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

"You talk tough, but that is not the real you. Your Rutowski still cares for you. His words when we spoke with him were:"

Bulgo pauses to try and deliver them in the same tone as Rutowski.

"Tell him I never stopped loving him."

Bulgo waits to see what effect the words have on him.
"Vonran.. he saw you last week, and he spoke to us of his love for you. What was gone can be once more. I'm hoping my friends here bring a cure with them..."

Bulgo tries to keep the mauler talking.

"In all honestly, I'm hoping we can be quite civilised about this."

Knives at the dinner table is civilised, right?

"Sit down over a glass of wine, discuss old times, and maybe see if you would like a cure? We have one... well.. we should have one. I hope."

He pauses.

"Look, you obviously still have good within you. I saw you and that crowd. You could have killed them all, but you didn't. Not because you are scared of them... you have nothing to be scared of. But because you are a decent person."

He steps back slightly.

I'll wait until after the Mauler goes past, and then scamper out to attack the dog.

I guess technically the readied action will be "Charge the dog when it passes its closest point to me."

I'll ready an action to attack the wolf when it goes past. Getting rid of that ally will hopefully make the rest of the battle much easier. And as The Mauler will have already moved which will at least buy everyone else a round to try and catch up.
readied dagger to doggy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24 <- vs flatfooted.
damage: 1d3 + 7 + 3d6 ⇒ (3) + 7 + (5, 6, 3) = 24 And if it is still up, bleed 2

Bulgo hopes he manages to slice the dogs throat without it even getting off a bark.

If he or the hound is right next to me, Bulgo will pounce (i.e. full attack with TWF and sneak attack) and pray the others are close behind. If I'll only get a single attack, I'll stay hidden until there is more support available

stealth: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (11) + 22 = 33
Bulgo becomes one with the darkness of the allyway. He keeps a firm eye on the mauler, ready to jump in if he looks like aiming for the locals.

But would not a rapid were wolf do just that? This one contains a shred of humanity still, and that is worth trying to save.

Still, his hand rests on his mithril dagger, ready to leap to their defence if is were to be required. But I'm thinking it will not be.

Bulgo quickly scans the hedge ahead, before squeezing through a thin part of it.
Reckless Abandom!
perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
escape artist: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 <- or if I can use acrobatics, add another 4.

"Quick, this way!" he calls.

Bulgo quickly tries to scramble over the blocks
climb: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22 <- are we allowed to take ten in chases? If so, he will do so on this one.

"Hurry up Swarm!"calls back Bulgo as he jumps to the next pillar in the sewer.

Sorry, about that, sticking to a single move equivalent.

"Down the corridor, hurry, let us stay ahead of those spiders... and follow our target... luckily we can do both at the same time" calls out Bulgo as he hops from dry spot to dry spot.

Keeping his feet out of the disgusting sewer, Bulgo unleashes his knives on the cube next to him.

"Let's see if we can cut this. I wonder if we could sell it to a baker or chef..."

magic dagger,TWF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 2 = 28
magic dagger,TWF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 - 2 = 12
damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Not sure if I have time to call out an alarm, but if so, Bulgo does so.

"Anyone know how fast these things are? Can we just go around it?" asks Bulgo, as he leaps from dry spot to dry spot to try and get past it.

Not sure how big the cube is, but I stuck down a 10x10 one for you. Can we act for round three, or only round two?

If he hears in time, Bulgo will stop one platform further back from the supposed blob

Bulgo leaps from the walkway at the edge of the sewer to the plinth out of the water, and then on to the next one, taking his time as he does so.

Takes ten for 23 on each acrobatics check, which should be plenty for each 5' jump, even with difficult terrain

Bulgo quickly joins the others in the sewer. He does his best to stick to the walkways at the edge, risking the odd slippery jump to keep his attire out of the disgusting liquid.

init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
"That sword could be useful.. I wonder if it would make him drink the cure?"

Just got a chance for a last post

"I think we should check out the court house. He is after vengence, and surely the person who banished him will be higher on his list. He'll hopefully want to keep Rotowski... maybe wondering deep down if he can still ... well... "

I'm easy with it either way. I've played and GMed them. Some in later seasons are more "inspired by" the chase rules than strictly following them.

Game has to be fun for the GM too, I'm happy to go with option 2.

BTW, I'll be away from new years eve for a week, so you may need to bot me for a bit.

"We are hoping to do just that." says Bulgo.

"We have a tonic we hope will heal him. Do you have any words for him. Any message you would like us to pass on, something that might help calm him and encourage him to drink the healing tonic?"

"And we worry that he might strike after you..." adds Bulgo with genuine concern.

I'll likely go quiet for the first week of the new year - family holiday.

Why do you have a penalty on your diplomacy?

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
SM: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

I'm going to post first here, but I suspect someone else is better leading the negotiations. But with PBP and holidays just around the corner, I figure it is better getting a post in now

"My good man!" says Bulgo, pushing himself forward.
"That is why we are here. The story of how the society has used you poorly in the past struck at my heart. And with the rumours of a werewolf prowling the streets... why what better way to show our concern and the contrition than to come and see if we could help protect you from it?"

diplomacy(aid): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

I'd prefer to dry diplomacy myself. Intimidate works short term, but we are trying to leave a good impression of the society here, not make our reputation even worse.

Bulgo slips into the room, and snatches a cookie from The Great Swarmholio.

"Chocolate! My favorite! Did you make these yourself?"

He quickly looks around the room with a professional eye. And then, as the servant leaves, he quietly slips after him, curious about how he describes the group.

stealth: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (6) + 22 = 28

On the way, Bulgo looks at any shops still open, keeping his eyes open for a Sap.

"If we are going to keep him alive, this might be more helpful than my new dagger. But if it is a choice between him and me, its going to be the dagger."

Actually I'll get two if I can

Bulgo, pleased with the evenings trip, has a spring to his step.

"That went okay!" he smiles.

"So... time to visit this courtesan, or do we try to make the cure potion first?"

Bulgo heads forward, toward the new threat. He still lashes out with his knife though.

attack, IC: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 11 + 1 = 22
damage,IC: 1d3 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 = 10

"These will make a nice flower arrangement for the safe house!" he smiles.

Does it look like we can harvest the wolvesbane without a fight? If so, Bulgo is all for that... but if not...

Bulgo slips forward drawing his knives as he does so, and tries to slash at the vine.
attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

"I'm sure it was around here somewhere." says a horribly sweating Bulgo.

survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

"So. Many. Trees."

I'll hold off posting in gameplay so others can get a word in edgewise.

Bulgo will however make sure to conceal his wayfinder and if he spots anyone else with one, will suggest they do likewise.

Bulgo spends some time in both an armory and a weapon smith, purchasing a fine enchanted mithril shirt, and a small dagger to match it.

+1 mithril chain shirt2100; +1mithril dagger 2502

Bulgo is happy to take ten as he works the streets to try and locate a herb shop that stocks wolfsbane. And if that is okay, also to locate the copse of woods. If rolls are required then...
local #1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
local #2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

After finding the herb seller Bulgo calls the others over. "There was an old lady who used to harvest the herb nearby. I think I recall someone talking about a nearby copse of woods... that is likely the same one. The lady did mention something about man eating plants... but surely that is just a story to keep people away from her plot.."

Bulgo stands up.
"I wonder what Vilk was doing in that library?" he muses.

"No matter what, it seems this Markov is our best lead, and passing shops on the way will give us the chance to equip ourselves for this little expedition. One of our biggest problems is going to be getting him alive. I can gut a wolf, but .... knocking one out."

Bulgo's eyes light up. "Witness at Vilk's trial? His trial for what, may I ask?"

As the carriage goes through the town, Bulgo keeps his eyes open for herbalists or other places that might be useful to visit.

Once in the safe house the halfing happily puts up his feet for a couple of minutes.

"No sense in wearing ourselves out before we meet Vilk..if indeed it is him." he says while waiting for the tea.

"Did you see that weapon shop? I'm definitely going to go get some new blades and maybe some armor too. Be a fool to go up against this without the right tool."

"Rallas... Rallas... Ahh yes. Down south. My that was a spectacular trip. Some of the most inhospitable terrain I've ever encountered. And not a civilized eating establishment in sight!" he adds with true horror.

Bulgo loosens his collar in memory of the oppressive heat.

"Not a problem we have to worry about here though. Civilization! I love it!"

Yes it is! Good catch. I must have done the 500 for a 1lb mithril dagger adjustment rather than the 1000 for mithril light armor.

I'm not sure what the spend limit is here, but Bulgo has been saving up for a while to buy some stuff.

+1 Mithril dagger 2502gp
+1 mithril chain shirt 1600gp

"Why are you so sure it is Vilk doing the murders?" starts Bulgo once the group is in a safe location.

"And can we stop for me to acquire some appropriate weaponry as we go through town.["

"Let us hope not!" says Bulgo in alarm.

"Crossing swords with a master of Blades, even a retired one, is not something I care to think about. Dream about maybe, but not consider in my more rational moments. Surely there is a campaign afoot to besmirch his good name and the honour of the society."

A cheerful little Halfling stands on the deck of the ship, rolling with the gentle sway of the deck. He wears black, although a very fine black and carries himself with an aloof frame as if he were some type of Halfling prince.

He complexion is deeply tanned, and his accent heavy with that of the folk of Ossirani.

"So... the old master of blades may have turned into a were wolf? Or someone who respects him may have been. Or someone is trying to set him up for a fall. Or someone is trying to set up the Society for a fall. " summarises Bulgo.

"Bulgo Bluefoot. Scout, explorer and fan of fine dining. At your service." he bows to the rest of the team.