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Rod doesn't return, instead he has followed Nadya and the guards to a tavern... The White Weasel. The place you had only just come from.
The pair nod, looking as tough as possible. Axel finds many of the windows already secured.
Orm exchanges a quick glace with his brother before answering Sarlene. "We'll be fine right here, this house is safe." He glances around the house as if he is making it so.
The guards eye the lot wearily as they nudge Nadya along. "We may be back for you yet." Nadya smiles at her children. "Don't worry, hopefully this means Thora will be back soon." Steel reserve washes over her face as she is shouldered out the door and towards the lane. The kids look ready to cry, eyeing the room as if looking for something.
The guys look uneasily at the hair color of the cursing woman and pass glances between one another. The first one steps in towards Nadia pulling out manacles to bind her. Nadya sighs presenting her wrists in front of her to the guard.
"How were you so far in the forest if you didn't have the basic needs to survive, perhaps you should be questioned. Your presence here is curious as well." He scratches at his bearded chin "Do all of you submit to arrest for questioning?" Nadya speaks up
6 blue cloaked guards stand in view from the doorway. They are carrying light shields and longswords, the butt of a cross bow also peaks out over their shoulders. "Ah, one of the strangers. Stand aside and we won't have any issue. Nadya Petska, by order of the Pale Tower, you are to come with us for questioning."
A stern knock at the door. "Open up, we have a few questions" Nadya looks panicked and freezes contemplating what to do.
The group arrives at Nadya's house on the edge of town. The kids Orm and Mjoll quickly take to playing with Stephen and Rod. Nadya, looking weary asks "How fare you on the town, the usual lot of drunk and ungrateful?"
She rocks her husband's body on the floor, he stirs ever so slowly. She looks dead at Kalhar and whispers.
She looks up, eyes steel. "You're only going to bring trouble upon us. Foreigners, you best run."
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He collapses and hits his head on the side of the table. Katrina screams and runs to his side.
"Get out and be gone. Get out of this town and there will be no confrontation." Emil sweeps the weapon forward towards Kalhar as if sweeping him out of the establishment. His wife watches from the back leaning against the mirror.
"Because I will shoot you if you don't."
"If you leave this town, there won't be any bloodshed." He moves the aim of the Crossbow towards Daegan
Emil steps back at Jezzera's remarks, he waves to dismiss Sarlene's retort as he reaches underneath the bar and pulls up a loaded crossbow and points it at Jezzera. "No subtlety, leave this town."
Emil smiles and leans towards Axel and Jezzera "This one is a bit of a garish tale, don't want to offend the woman." He leans in ever closer bringing his voice down to a whisper. Axel, Jezzera:
"You should grab your friends and leave this town."
His words came with conviction as the wash over you, almost but not quite feeling compelled to follow them out. He leans back, smiles, and pours an ale for Kalhar.
"Another tea and two strong ales" He works the bar, slowly, but practiced. "We don't see a lot of new faces around here, and I was curious what the story was. We don't want any trouble around here." He places an ale in front of Sarlene and Daegan before sliding a tea in front of Jezzera.
Emil smiles and polishes a glass with the rag he just dragged across the bar. "That is quite the tail, here have a tea while Katrina readies the shchi soup." He passes Axel a tall glass of hot herbal tea. "Would anyone else like some?" GM:
Emil ushers everyone in before rounding around the bar dragging a rag along the surface. He stops in front of a massive mirror that seems to double the amount of bottles that line the shelves in front of it. Hands on the bar he smiles. "What brings you to Waldsby?"
That was too long. Glad to be back Winter is coming
On the way back to Nadya's the barkeep hangs out of his door and shouts at the group. The sign above him reads 'The White Weasel'. "Aye, newcomers. Come grab some drinks, first round is on me. If it's still a little early we've got tea and food! Names Emil, and I got my wife Katrina in the back getting everything all ready for you."
Late August/September is the resume date. Summer just proved to be too busy.
She studies Axel's list making checkmarks in the air next to the list."He need anything?"
"Aye settle down, I meant no harm. Nearly unsettled my piss from my person. I've got some wares, mostly deal in horseshoes, sledrunners, and axe blades. If yer dealing in any of those three you ain't causing me a headache." His tone implies that he doesn't believe that to be the case.
He about jumps out of his skin as the profanity shocks him out of his work.
I'll give Max the 50xp that Dan lost and an additional 50-100 or so for being awesome.
The kid stares at Sarlene in a strange puzzled manner. "I guess ye ain't after all, aye come look at dis. He speaks loudly to the house understanding that his brother will come quickly.
There is no bell on the door, the smith sits sharpening arrowheads with his back to the door. He hums a rhythmic tune.
"Maybe you did that, you're just sounding odd. It is also a strange thing to see this type of wealth, but hey, it trades well enough. A few of them will match some broad's eye color. So what do you need?
She studies the men in front of her, scratching silently at her chin. "I carry a few bits, pinches, links, shields, crowns, and sails for direct requisition but I prefer a straight trade." She studies the items for what must be 2 hours, pouring over what must be every detail. "I'm not impressed, you probably stole this off someone."
Character Overview doc updated. Experience total is current and Dan was docked 50 experience for the name of his fox.
--The General Store--Verana's Sundries The door chime rings as the door swings revealing a stuffy single room store that is loaded to the ceiling with various sundries. The store owner is currently polishing the studs on a nice set of leather armor, her long blonde hair is quite in the way. She meets the eyes of Axel as the pair enter the store. "You have come to Verana's sundries, what do you need? --Nadya Petska's place-- The young boy Orm approaches Sarlene. "Are you from the Pale Tower?" -----
Descending down, the village of Waldsby comes into view,on the northeastern fringes of the Hoarwood Forest. Once in the village, the everyone draws plenty of attention from the locals. Nadya greets those residents concerned for her safety, but many of the villagers stare and point at the oddly dressed group before whispering concernedly and leading their children away. Others are intrigued, hoping that the newcomers have
Kalhar: Having lived most your life in Heldren, you soon realize that Waldsby (and its close proximity to the Hoarwood Forest) eerily mirrors the village of Heldren in Taldor, down to the location of many of its buildings. Some of the village’s residents even bear an uncanny resemblance to villagers you knew in Heldren.
As everyone ducks under the large white tarps. A cacophony of "caw" rises up, the air carries the sound over the harsh and quick flapping of the swarms of ravens descending over the snowy landscape. As quick as they are to appear, they turn and fly. Heading north of Waldsby.
GM: Axel Deadeye Jezzera Kalhar Sarlene Nadya
Perception
Daegan, Jezzera, Nadya: A swarm of black birds (nature: Ravens) is flying high above. (Think Fellowship of the Ring style)
Morning comes, showcasing just how much snow fell. The shelter is more of a pocket at this point. Nadya's hirelings have the sleds all ready to go and some leftover clothing is set out for the newcomers. Mierul is nowhere to be found.
Mierul pulls out an ornate flute and begins to play. Fade to black.
Mierul turns and looks at Sarlene as she reassures Nadya. GM:
She responds "How nice. Shall I pay for the meal with some song and dance?"
A cloaked traveler walks up to the camp. She timidly approaches Nadya as she's passing out food. "Hello there travelers, I saw your camp from up in the wood and decided to press my luck and ask for a bite to eat. Lots of strange occurrences in the woods these days, I was returning to Waldsby and quite confused." She sits herself down next to Kalhar and removes her hood showing off her blue features and small horns. "My name is Mierul Ardelain, I travel the remote villages playing songs in all the taverns. " She intercepts the bowl meant for Kalhar forcing Nadya to turn and prepare another. " Such a strange company, perhaps worthy of a song. What brings you out this way?
XP updated, it's close but I'm not keeping an exact take on it.
Already weakened by the snow and it's pursuit the Mantis clumsily and desperately pushes forward. Daegan strides down the hill peppering it with arrows each one falling with a blow that shakes the great insect. Cutting behind Daegan we see Jezzera casting on him and guiding the arrows true. Kalhar struggles through the snow, fashioning his shield in front of him as he actually plows through it. Closing in on the mantis it spots him and its leg switches out like a blade but yet clashes on Kalhar's shield. Kalhar steps under the blow and stabs the leg with his spear. Axel stands back and electricity jumps menacingly from his hands, adding burns and scorches to the already half-frozen mantis. One final arrow takes it in the eye as Daegan's assisted arrow puts the creature down... impressively.
A woman approaches to give thanks. She stands only 5-1/2 feet tall. She wears her vibrant red hair in three braids, two short braids framing her pale face, and a third, longer braid hanging down her back.
Since I decided to spill the mechanical beans, feel free to retcon.
This encounter is a little different.
Essentially I will be rolling to see who kills it. Each character gets one ticket in the hat to be the one to kill it. Descriptions, extra badassness, risk, may all add additional tickets to the metaphorical hat. I'll then roll a dN (N=tickets) to decide who kills it. (the drawn number falls in a character's ticket range. Like Axel may have the 1-3 range)
Essentially yes. I'm not going to use rounds. Almost a simulation built on your descriptions and how you've previously acted. The more you describe the less I will have to simulate. I wanted to try something new and wrap this combat up before I left.
Jutting out of the trees and into a snow-covered clearing ahead is a small retinue of merchants backpedaling and fleeing from a large insect-like creature. It's four legs stumble awkwardly through the snow, it's wings seemingly frozen to its back, the green creature's mandibles click as it pursues the smaller humans.
Getting Micheal to post on the weekends is difficult, not only does he not have a working phone but he doesn't check his messaging apps. He's also assumed to be busy. Flex time talking after arriving I suppose.
Daegan: Probably the Hoarwood Forest in Irrisen.
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