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Well regardless of what happens, thanks for taking the time so far. I can't speak for the others, but your suggestion sounds extremely appealing to me, more so than the 20 levels of mythic railroad. On a side note, if this does pick up again, I'm kinda worried that Barek is no longer following this...
"Time to head down!"
"Purging sounds good to me..."
Dalmien steps inside the room, desperately trying to shorten the fight with yet another Ray of Frost
"Don't let him slip away!"
"They want to stall us? Let us siege them!"
"Barek, stay in the fight!"
Despite his miss, Dalmien gains confidence from moving in the room.
Time to see if I still got it "What fight? We came in peace!
Come on! They need your help! Toughen up, it's time to expose yourself a little Dalmien finally decides to step up.
Dalmien moves to j4 and imposes Wasting Ray: Hunger on number 5. DC 10 this round +1 every round until he eats
" I suppose I can ge on board with that logic, Barek"
"...So much for diplomacy... I have a bad feeling about what we're doing"
Dalmien imposes Wasting ray (thirst) on the conscious mongrel
Dalmien will yet again try casting his spell, this time on 1
"We're trying to avoid conflict! Call out and say it was a false alarm!"
Dalmien moves in range to use his spell. Finally! I can be of use.
"I'm not very apt at sneaking around, but like I said, I only need to be within thirty feet or so to take care of one of them."
"If they spot you, I can neutralise one fairly quickly, so just focus on one of them from a few feet's distance"
[DICE = Diplomacy]1d20+9[\DICE] "And for that, we thank you Herald. Perhaps some sort of diversion might help? I can perform minor illusion trick, or we may be able to throw a rock and lure them to investigate. "
"If we can indeed sneak past them and subdue them, then I see no harm in the matter.. We'd need to find a way though"
Whisipering: " Companions, I think now is the time to speak my mind. I don't think we should trust Sword-Held-High and simply butcher their enemies... I think there might be some blind prejudice at work with, in which case we could be butchering innocents. In any case, there should be a diplomatic solution. As you might have gathered by now, I'm not much use in a fight, but I do have certain.. persuasion talents."
" I agree. Let's seek them out. "
Dalmien maintains eye contact with the leaders as they speak. This city is threatened by endless hordes of demons, and they worry about a group of exiles? We must tread carefully here, there could be a lot of prejudice at play. Still, better to play along for now and see if matters can be resolved diplomatically eventually. "We can definitely be of aid here. These traitors do not know us. They should recieve us with better than predisposition than you. We can go find out if Neathholm is in danger."
Seeing his companion's blatant staring, Dalmien will attempt to bring focus of himself, and the business at hand. " For lack of better representatives, I suppose we will act as emissaries for Kenabres. It seems both out worlds have been shaken. We're here, able and eager to help so pray tell what it the status quo in Neatholm?"
Dalmien takes a deep breath, aware that the upcoming conversation might be crucial in earning the trust of a potentially important ally. He attempts to walk up to Sword-Held-High as confidently as possible, Looking him straight in the eye. "My name is Dalmien. I must begin by thanking you for your village's kindness and hospitality, I know our kind are sparse around here." Dalmien will let the others chime in and introduce themseleves at this point.
Relieved to hear what Herald has to say, Dalmien smiles broadly.
Dalmien, somewhat timidly, asks Herald: "Herald, I hope you don't mind me asking but... Us outlanders, we're not really liked down here, are we? Not that I could blame you. I've been through some rough times in my life but what your ancestors were forced to go through.. I don't even want to think about it."
Dalmien reaches for Terendelev's scale in his pocket. "Hope..? No. All hope is not lost. Men, your ancestors in fact, have fought and slayed demons. And Men can triumph again. With newfound confidence, to the others and Herald. "We must regroup. Figure out our next move. In the meantime, the fact that this city hasn't been overrun means we're safe, I think. The demons would have had time to take Neattholm if they knew of its existence"
Breathing heavily, after uncharacteristic physical exertion, Dalmien takes a big swig of water. "Indeed...I think the whole city fell. How many reside here? I fear for your safety."
Dalmien to the others: "I better accompany Anevia and Aravashnial to wherever we go." More quietly so Horgus won't hear:
Looking nervously at the men holding the menacing crossbows, Dalmien quickly follows the rest of the group.
Dalmien Smith Level 2 - +7 HP (3+1 base, +2 CON +1 favored class) - Will +1 +1 Spells perday +1 lvl 0 spell - Prestidigitation Skills:+3 skill points:
Hey everyone, sorry I have been out for a few days. I'll catch up now :P
"Horgus, do not fret. We are not asking you to carry anything. I know you fear for your life, but we'll get out of here in one piece, I guarantee that. Have you seen the quick work Kord and Zoresk did of those monsters? We're also in the presence of a powerful mage. No, what I fear is what will come next. And we'll need all the help we can get. Bringing the body will be of prime importance for our case!"
" Lead the way Horgus!" Dalmien slips the scroll, the potion and the bull's head in his backpack
"There's a mild healing potion, and a magic scroll which I will keep if that's all right. There's also this brass bull's head encrusted with gems. Does it mean anything to any of you?" DW: Dalmien will cast detect magic, to see if there's anything enchanted around, particularly the brass bull head
Dalmien approaches the corpse's hand, and has a moment of hesitation. "...You're right. These men died serving the crusade, and I think we all here mean to serve the crusade. They would want us to use whatever we can... I hope. They have some coin. And couple of useful weapons. That gauntlet looks mighty dangerous, could be useful in a case of emergency to someone who can punch. There's also something else" DW: Dalmien will pry open the hand, if he can.
He'll also grab the scroll, examining it, as well as the potion.
"Perhaps..perhaps they might have something of use for us? I know we should let them rest in peace but this is a serious situation, and we need all we can find." If there is no objection, Dalmien will search the bodies.
[b]"Perhaps..perhaps they might have something of use for us? I know we should let them rest in peace but this is a serious situation, and we need all we can find."[b] If there is no objection, Dalmien will search the bodies.
"Eamch, are the bodies, right next to it? If that's the case, running in and out to retrieve the bodies might be dangerous for nothing. Kord may be right here, if we go near it, we may as well attack it. Valor, do you have any advice?"
"Do you know how far they can cough spores? I can also weave a minor resistance spell to help with the spores"
After everything is set up, Dalmien will climb down the rope and then back up, helping the mongrels if they need help.
"We had more scales. I'm certain one can be used for flying. Eamch, you took the excess scales, did you not?" |
