"Not much help?! I'd be crawler food in the sewer if it wasn't for you Krissina! You have my thanks! "
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I'm also happy to pass on the scrolls
Drakr will pass on the Splint Armor, my strength is only 14 so it would slow me down too much. I'm not going to get a chance to use it for another 4 levels...
"I'm with Glenda. " Drakr says gruffly, " If you didn't want to face the Fist you shouldn't have turned to crime!" The Dwarf takes some rope from his pack and binds Ellison's hands behind his back. " We took the job and we're going to do it right. "
Awesome job Rakish and Sera!! Thanks for running the game Aeshuura, I had a great time!
I'm planning to start another module for 1-4th level in a week or so. I'll PM everyone when I get recruitment up. Kip84 aka GM Kip
"Woh!" Drakr starts with surprise as Rakish launches his attack!
Drakr takes his holy symbol in hand and with a quick prayer casts sacred flame, but doesn't unleash the fire, readying to set it on Ellison if he makes a hostile action.
Drakr steps in front of Glenda and with a quick chant, holding his holy symbol out in front of him, he summons roaring golden flames that rush up around the Dragon.
A dragon! Drakr stands to the side of Glenda, willing to let the halfling and Seraphyna do the talking but ready to leap in front of her should talking fail, though he doesn't draw a weapon and rests his free hand on top of his shield.
Drakr takes a knee next to Rakish and inspects the blood. "Not carrion crawler... most likely it's the blood of our thief!" be says standing back up and hurrying forward up the stairs.
Drakr comes too with a start and a deep breath in, his hand clutches for his fallen hammer and he shakily gets to his feet while trying to shake off the carrion crawler that's biting him, feeling the healing magic knit together his wounds as he does. " Get off!" he yells, swinging his warhammer down at its head repeatedly.
And a one on my death Save... I keep forgetting how squishy I am underneath my armour... Sorry guys.
"Come on scaly we can do this, Torm is with us!" Drakr says, he begins a chant, a prayer to Torm for guidance in battle gesturing to Rakish, Krissina and himself before stepping forward between the Lizardman and one of the carrion crawlers.
Drakr nods, "Lets get after 'im!" he says, as he trudges into the sewers, heading in the direction that Glenda pointed out.
Maybe I should have cast Bless...
Drakr groans as the shadow envelops him, the light surrounding his hammer flickers and the winks out as his shoulder slump a little.
Drakr gives a quick nod of thanks to Seraphyna and then turns his attention to the remaining foes.
"Torm! Guide my Hammer!" Drakr roars, lowering his shield as he swings his suddenly blue glowing hammer in an overhand arc, smashing it down onto the shadow attacking him!
"oomph! That hurt a little..." Drakr says extricating himself from between the bookshelves as Rakish lifts it off him. "Thanks friend." he says clapping the lizardfolk fighter on his scaly shoulder. Turning he sees Cassra still trapped. "Argh, how can we just leave her!" Drakr yells in frustration, but seeing the majority of the party was keen to go, and realising this was probably the group's best chance to catch the thief... "Come on," he says grabbing Seraphyna by the hand. "We'll send somebody down to help her on our way to catch whoever is responsible!"
"Would it be worth my casting my own spell of detection do you think? it would take around ten minutes but might give us another clue..."
Drakr swings his pack off and plonks it onto the empty desk. Unbuckling the top he pulls out Marten Foss's book.
I'm enjoying the game, sorry I'm not posting a lot I've been hella busy at work (even more busy than usual as I'm covering for a guy who's taken a month and a half of leave plus continuing with all my usual duties...
Drakr takes the gloves from the 'elf' and inspects their quality. He also checks the mans fingers for ink...
"Sounds like a good idea " Drakr replies to Rakish and then gives the lizardman an appraising look. "You're a tough one, taking all those hits... I like you! How about we head back to The Cozy and give Knight Burral an it if a report. Seems like this guy was trying to frame the welcomers?" Drakr will bring the gloves, planning to check them for magic when he has ten minutes to spare at the tavern.
"I didn't see yer magics hit anyone of us... " Drakr replies to Sera, before turning his attention to the halfling as she throws her money pouch to Glenda.
Drakr turns to the Halfling that sprang from the garbage and ducking under Glenda's fish he swings his warhammer down at the woman's head!
Drawing his warhammer, Drakr charges at the Elf along side Rakish. "Battle!" he cries as he swings his warhammer back and forth, aiming to knock the Elf out...
Drakr nods at Glenda's assessment of the elf "We do need as much information as we can get, even if it is from the Welcomers..." he whispers back. He doesn't draw his warhammer as he rounds the corner following the elf, but he does strap on his shield and keep his right hand ready to snatch his weapon quickly...
Drakr takes the book offered by Foss, inspecting it for a moment before sliding it into his pack carefully. "Right then," he says looking at the group. "Off to the next crime scene?" On the way over to Agin Lamarck's, Drakr shakes his head. "I hope there's a few more clues at this next place, so far there hasn't been much to go on... Maybe the thief is looking for information on this pool below Valjevo Keep? We could check that out if nothing turns up from the next place..."
"You know I've never heard of Ren of the Blade till this morning. I only know that he was a Ranger of sorts and a famous citizen of Phlan. Was he also of noble birth?
Drakr starts looking around the room for any clues the thief meh have left behind...
Drakr's eyes flick to the chain around the Dwarf's neck and then he places his fist against his left breast and nods again, this time with an air of familiarity.
Drakr's face is a mirror of the middle aged Dwarves frown as he listens to Sera's rambling, then he simply nods at the dwarf. "Yes, we need to talk to Foss, and probably see where the book was before it was stolen. "
Since today (Saturday) is my #5 child's 1st birthday party and tomorrow is Mother's Day here in Oz I'm unlikely to make a post this weekend...
Drakr sips the tea and then makes a face before setting the cup down. "That would be good, this case was where your wards were? Also if you could list off all the people who knew you had it, that would be very useful too... " Only a handful of people... this could be a lot easier than I thought.
"The trail will be warmest at the latest theft, but the more information we have the better I suppose. " Drakr says, nodding at Krissina.
"Drakr Stonespear, at your service." Drakr replies, pausing to give everyone else time to introduce themselves as well before continuing in his gruff voice. "We are looking into the the recent lot of book thefts in the area for Knight Aleyd Burral and were told you reported a book stolen this morning..."
"Funding cuts, hmph, you conduct yourself with honour, paying from your own pocket to make sure justice is served, I'm happy to accept! Best off to go and talk to the scholars who've been robbed as a place to start? Could you give us their addresses?" As Drakr finishes he's not looking at Aleyd, but watching Rakish walk out the door.
Drakr largely ignored the folks gathering around the table preferring to focus on his ale, though he couldn't help but snort into his drink with suppressed laughter when Fronar described himself as mediocre and he made a point to keep one eye on the Lizard man... As Sera and Sahil enter he acknowledged each with a nod thinking they seemed the most sensible of the bunch and finally after taking another long quaff of ale and setting down the mug he replies to Glenda and Krissina's musings on the size of the group. "The more the better, more eyes to watch each other's backs..."
Drakr looks at the halfling with a side long glance, "You order the cheap stuff then you get what you pay for. Mine is delicious..." (you're pretty sure he's drinking the same brew) "Try drinking it all in one go, that usually does the trick... " he replies in a deep gravelly, with a dead pan expression.
Sitting at the table, Drakr nurses a large tankard of ale, an empty tankard already sits before him... dressed in chainmail, brown woolen britches and a faded green cloak, he strokes his 'dirty blonde' beard as he looks at the eclectic group that's gathered at the table, eyeing the Lizardman in particular, a scowl on his scarred and grizzled face.
Checking in! Sorry about that Rakish :)
(when I say arcane heavy I mean there's plenty of arcane casters already so I won't play my main AL character who is a wizard...) Instead I submit the ever grumpy Drakr, Dwarven Cleric of Torm
Kip84 :)
Certainly seems that way. Thanks for Gming DaWay I certainly had some good times here :)
Drakr grabs his shield and picks up his Warhammer from nearby.
" I'm going to go get Gundren, I don't like to leave him there while we rest. " While Jelly is clearing out the Goblin bodies from this room Drakr tries to sneak back to the room where Gundren is and retrieve his body.
Drakr wipes the gore from his hammer shaking his head " I'm glad that turned out as it did but if they hadn't have gone down we could have been in trouble. Now I'll never leave a mans side in the middle of a fight but sometimes you have to use the terrain to your advantage. Look at you two, bruised and bleeding all over you're on your last legs. I have to know that if I give an order like that again you'll listen. "
Drakr chases down the last singed goblin and tries to cave in it's skull.
Drakr growls and swings at one of the burnt goblins.
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