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And since that then makes me eligible for another chronicle, here's the earn income for that chronicle.
The 30 treasure bundles would be for my 4th level PC.
If it's not too late, can I apply this to my 77280-2002 instead? They're level 4
Jasper starts off all smiles, but that turns to tears quickly for the emotive halfling. "What nice people," he says wiping his runny nose with the back of his hand. "I mean, they wouldn't let us leave and were pretty oblivious to the nastiness that brewed here, but I like them all same." "I'm committed to finishing our trip to Almas," Jasper says to the group. "But after that I think I'm going to go it alone for a bit. I just... I need time to myself. This has been an ordeal, one I need to process. There are things about me that I am still learning. But maybe we can promise to meet up again sometime soon?"
"Oh no no no! This is bad, real bad!" Jasper says, his worry clear as day. Once again, he turns to his god. "Erastil, instill this weapon with your power, so that I might save this town in your name."
The bow begins to glow with a divine magic. With all his prayers spent, he knocks an arrow, aims, and looses!
"Surely this thing is evil, right?" Jasper asks, moving forward and praying to Erastil. He stops long enough to point, a beam of pure good lancing out at the drudge.
Jasper rushes forward, quickly retrieving a tanglefoot bag. "Oh no you don't," he shouts, throwing the bag at the drudge.
When it falls wide, he sighs. "Someone grab that thing!"
"If we've got to really rush, at least drink these before we go!" He hands Kaleb and Blodgett each an lesser elixir of life.
Accepting that this will have to do, Jasper says, "Ok, let's go!"
Beginning to worry for Kaleb, the cleric prays. "Old Deadeye, help me help my friend! He's wounded, and could really use that feeling of home, of rest. Please!"
He then adds, "A little protective barrier for me wouldn't hurt either."
Certain that the closest foe needs to be dealt with first, Jasper prays for his aim to be true before firing off a lance of pure goodness at the behemoth!
"Erastil! Always Erastil!" Jasper shouts over the din of battle. "And sadly, no I can't!"
Jasper moves up to be behind Kaleb, then begins a prayer. "Erastil, never before have I needed your might so much. Aid me. Show them your deafening power, so that they may rue their evil ways!" And with that pronunciation a deafening burst of sound erupts over Vilree and her abomination.
Jasper looks to Penny as his cousin always has a hunch about things. "What do you think? Will something crawl out from that cauldron, intent on murder? Should we prepare for the worst?"
Jasper immediately goes over to Blodgett and begins tending to his wounds. "It's a good thing that you carry scars so well because... this is definitely going to leave a scar."
It takes a half an hour, but finally Jasper is satisfied. "Everyone else okay? If so, let's keep going."
Jasper finally takes a chance, moving into the cavern. He sees the big bat, and tries to recall what he knows about it.
He shares anything that he knows before asking Erastil to protect him.
Being at the back of the halfling train, Jasper is unsure of what is going on. He waits to see what the hold up is.
"Oh, of course! Here, let me touch the clasp of your cloak. That should add all the light you need," Jasper follows this up with a prayer, creating the light needed.
"It appears that there's only one place left to go. Are we ready? Then let's get to it. I-" Jasper is interrupted by his belly rumbling. He pats it, and says, "I want to get back to town."
Jasper takes out a bandage, needle, and thread to stitch Kaleb's wounds closed. He can't help but notice that he's stitching over stitches, and contending with wounds that had reopened. "One day, we'll get to rest at an inn, feasting until we can't move anymore. One day."
Jasper cringes at the sound of the creature's death. "I'm so sorry. It should never have been like this." Taking a second to compose himself, he asks, "Is anyone hurt?"
Jasper recites the same prayer, pointing at the evil creature before them and asking for it to be smited (smote? smitten?).
He then asks for protection, to which Erastil grants the halfling a temporary shield.
Jasper eeps as the thing rushes him, causing him to fall back to get some distance. Knowing that Erastil can best judge this monster, the whispers a prayer to his god before sending a divine lance at it!
Jasper gasps. "Who... who would do such a thing? That's horrible. How can we make this right?" Unable to help himself, the caring halfling moves forward. "Hello? Are you alright? We're not here to hurt you. If anything, we'd like to help if we can. Do you have a name? Can you talk?"
Jasper moves over to his unconscious cousin, whispering a prayer to stem the blood flow. He then pulls out his healer's kit and tends to his wounds
After ten minutes of work he helps Penryn sit up. "Hold still. Let me keep tending these wounds. Just relax."
It takes thirty minutes before Jasper is satisfied. He then turns to Kaleb, sits the fork master down, and does what he can.
Lastly, he corners Blodgett and forces the angry halfling to stay and be looked after.
After an hour and a half, Jasper wipes a sweaty brow. "Everyone okay?"
Jasper again prays for Erastil's aim before sending forth a lance of pure goodness at the demon.
He follows it up with a bow shot!
[i]Surely it'll work now...[/b] Jasper prays to Erastil, and within moments a divine lance of pure goodness flies out toward the demon fighting near Penryn.
He then fires an arrow from his bow for good measure!
Jasper takes aim with his bow, letting two arrows fly!
He then prays for protection, which Erastil grants him
Jasper again prays to Erastil, hoping the god will allow him to strike the demon rat dead.
He then prays for some added protection
Jasper takes an involuntary step back upon seeing the hell rat. "Erastil, help me rid the world of this demon!" With an added gesture a divine lance shoots out from his finger!
Jasper moves in after Penny and takes a few moments to look around. He's no detective, but he tries his best to be useful.
"Thanks Blodgett. I promise to do my best. And yes, let's see what the 'dungeon' has in store for us."
Jasper shrugs.
"Oh, I can actually help with that," Jasper chimes in, then he whispers a prayer to Erastil and focuses on tuning out the magic from the group.
Jasper then returns to his cousin. "Let me change your bandages. Looks like the bloodflow has ebbed, but those are pretty much soaked through."
"Well before we proceed I think we need to take the time to get bandaged up. Hold still Blodgett," Jasper says, pulling out his healer's kit to attend with the angry halfling's wounds.
After 10 minutes, he sighs. "I need more time. Sorry guys."
After 20 minutes...
After 30 minutes...
With 40 minutes passed, he sighs. "It could be better, but I think it'll do."
Happier now that he's at least been able to patch up Penny and catch his breath, Jasper gives the southern door a sideways glance. "Do you think, just maybe, the rest of this place is safe and unpopulated? Should we go and look?"
Jasper rushes over to his cousin and whispers a prayer to stem the blood flow. He then pulls out his medical kit and does whatever he can to patch Penny up.
Barring any interruptions, he'll keep working at tending to Penny for an hour (which doubles the healing - meaning 20 hp back)
Jasper once more asks for protection before hurling another divine lance at the remaining foe.
Tears are streaming down poor Jasper's face as emotions run rampant in the halfling. "Please, just stop it!" He bravely prays. "Erastil, hear my prayers. Shield me, and help me slay these evil things," he intones before sending a divine lance out at the creature on the left.
Worried about Blodgett but unable to reach him, Jasper prays to Erastil. "Oh benevolent Erastil, please help my friend see home again. Stem the bloodflow, so that I might reach him in time to heal him..."
"Oh, and don't forget to protect me too, please!"
Jasper is horrified at all the blood coming out of his friends. He frantically does what he can to stem the red tide. First, he quickly slaps a bandage onto Penny.
When it becomes clear that this isn't helping at all, tears begin streaming out of his eyes. "Why oh why must we do this? Erastil, please help my cousin..."
"Oh my! What weird creatures!" Jasper cries out, taking a step back. He then whispers a prayer to Erastil, and with a gesture a divine lance of pure goodness flies out at one of the homunculii!
"To be fair, I was just trying to find if there was any abnormal magic in the area," Jasper protests. "I have no idea what made them all angry and what-not." "There was no magic, by the way. Not that anyone seems to care. Sheesh," Jasper adds, keeping close to his cousin.
"Great work, Lucky! You've a real talent for medicine!"
"Oh, of course! Here, let me see what I can do..." Jasper pulls out his healer's kit and begins tending to Penny. Over the next ten minutes his cousin is subjected to near constant chatter, as well as the occasional admonishment when he moves.
"Wow. They really got you good. You're still a bleeding mess," Jasper keeps looking over the wounds. "Well, I suppose Erastil can help us best. He's been getting used to this ask, to be honest." The halfling cleric gathers the wounded near him, then prays to his god.
He then places a hand on Penny, and asks, "I know I'm going to need to ask for more from Old Deadeye. Can you hang back and, you know, maybe not get hurt so much?"
Knowing that this proximity makes archery difficult, Jasper first prays. "Erastil, please please please guide my strike..."
He then fires a second arrow, hoping that the creature sways in the right direction.
"I was only looking for magic," Jasper protests after being bitten. His pride is wounded too in the exchange. He then moves to Blodgett, and touches the angry halfling's weapon. "Erastil, grant true potential to my friend's weapon, so that he can defend us."
"You're going to regret this."
Jasper moves into the room, then whispers a prayer to Erastil to see if there is any magic (outside of what they carry) in the general vicinity.
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