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Hamilton is disoriented from the teleportation spell—he always is. Sammi, still unused to the travel herself, squawks and wheels in place when the friends appear atop Bloodmarch Hill. Ham calms her with old magic. Once she settles down, the weight of crowd, of the eyes now on them, crushes him. He clears his throat and utters a couple of non-verbal grunts before addressing the people before him.

Clear the... CLEAR THE ROAD!

With that, Hamilton Renaud kicks Sammi into a gentle walk and with downcast eyes he rides the hippogriff towards home. He doesn’t wait for Vael or Doxon, calling back, It’s been an honor. It is inadequate, but the best he can manage right now.

He stables Sammi in AJ’s old stall, not really knowing what else to do. He walks home, purposely avoiding anyone who tries to talk to him. Right now, Hamilton only has a single plan—to return Roderick’s hopeknife, Brinya’s Love, to Brinya. He does, surprising her while she goes about her tasks keeping the house. Brinya gasps at Hamilton’s sudden appearance and the two gaze at each other for a moment before Ham takes the knife from his tunic and gently places it on the table.

It’s done. Anyone who had a hand in the war against Trunau, and who profited from Roderick’s murder, is gone. I don’t think there’s justice in that. But it may be the closest we can get in this world. You should take this. It is my hope that your heart heals. Anyway. You should have this back.

What now?, Brinya asks.

Now... I’m tired. I need a rest. If anyone comes by, I’m tired.

Ham slunks off to his room, leaving Heartspit leaning awkwardly in the corner. Brinya sees to the weapons before having a seat by the fire to consider her future.

Hamilton sleeps for nearly a day. If there are celebrations to follow, Ham is there. He smiles and answers questions and shares stories, but there’s something performative about it that those close to him might recognize. But to all others, he fulfills his duty to Trunau, and right now this duty is about being who the town needs him to be. Dale and Monica’s boy. Ranger of Trunau. Hero.

After that, there is a period of darkness. Not a long one, but Ham spends a good deal of time wandering, both physically and spiritually. But the townsfolk would need to be blind to not notice the shadow on him. Then one evening, Ham wanders into The Ramblehouse and pretends to not notice the eyes on him. He sits at the bar and orders the best ale available, one of Vael’s maybe. Cham smiles politely and a little sad, and reaches for a tankard, but is stopped by a stern word from Ham.

No, Cham. Not that one. That one. With the swirls in the finish. Please., the please is hurried, remembered at the last minute.

Cham pours a draught and slides the tankard to Ham. It’s brand new, and the foam is just shy of overflowing. Ham takes it and slowly slides it around in a single rotation, observing it, marking it. There’s a sudden clash as a member of the waitstaff drops a tray and spills drinks on themselves. The friends they were serving are also splashed with ale and after an awkward moment, three wet people including the barmaid laugh riotously at each other and screech at each other in the way of silly friends, and start to clean up the mess. Cham groans and Ham stares on, a slow smile splitting his face into a stupid grin. He watches for a moment as the trio carefully picks up broken tankard chunks all while laughing at each other. Hamilton turns back to his mug, perfect in this moment. He hoists it to his lips and drinks long and deep, draining it. He stands, leaves a ridiculous tip, and leaves singing a half-remembered song a little off-key.

Despite the hour, Ham walks straight to Ivory Hall and asks to see Halgra. He asks only,

Alright. What needs doin’?

Hamilton Renaud re-dedicates his life to the only vocation he’s suited for: Defending Trunau. The town. Her people. Her way of life. He carries his own hopeknife every day. It is his sincerest wish and hope that most of his time is spent training Trunau Rangers and riders, passing on everything he’s learned and done. He takes on all quests, all duties, and all challenges that Trunau asks of him whatever they may be. And he does it with a song in his heart, knowing that all was done for a purpose. There was a rhyme and a reason, and that heals his soul more than anything else.

He offers Sammi The Hippogriff her freedom if she’ll take it. The two share a bond that came from mourning, but a stable may not be a good home for such a creature. The choice is hers.

He is careful with his wealth and his weapons, storing his arms and armor until they are needed ( right tool for the right job and all). He is also careful with his wealth, saving it for true need and being overly generous with his community when that need is not his own.

Thoughts of his family, his flake of a father and the mother who gave everything she had, drive him to seek to settle down. And he makes his wishes known in the quiet way of small communities, that he is available, his heart open to the possibility of love, and the life that can grow from it.

He lives, and one day will die, a Knight of Trunau.

Ham sniffs, and gives one more half-hearted kick.

I want to go home, Ham says, his voice hard. I've had enough. I want to walk the paths and range the ways. I want to smell spice-rubbed game on the fire, and drink deep from a kiln-fired tankard and be thankful that I'm alive. I want a family. I've done naught but kill and die in the last... 9... Months? Nay, eight I think. We all have.

He ambles to Nalbia's body. He looks back at Akazerath. He walks over to the body of Volstus. For a moment there's silence, and then Hamilton exhales and starts kicking the enormous corpse over and over again, and yelling.

WE COULD HAVE HAD IT, WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL WHY'D YOU HAVE TO DO IT EH? YOU LIVE IN A GODS-DAMMED CASTLE IN THE CLOUDS YOU HAVE MORE AND MORE AND YOU NEEDED MORE AND MORE AND WHY?!?!

Ham looks around at the Cloud Fortress around them.

Can we keep it?

Ham and Sammi fly to stand with their companions, the smoldering and fresh dragon corpse behind them.

We... We win? It's done?

Hamilton and Sammi charge directly through the hallway, attacking the dragon on the way by.

Charge, Power Attack, 2Handed:1d20 + 23 ⇒ (11) + 23 = 34, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 22 ⇒ (4, 5) + 22 = 31

Ham grips Heartspit in both hands and to Volstus, it must seem that the hippogriff and knight emerge from the flames themselves. As soon as the dragon breath dies, Hamilton and Sam are on him.

Heartspit, Charging, 2H Power Attack, Flanking:1d20 + 33 ⇒ (11) + 33 = 44, Damage on Hit:6d6 + 90 + 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3, 6, 2, 6, 2) + 90 + (5, 2) = 119

Hamilton looks around and see's Piggie peppering the orc with bullets.

That's handled... Okay...

Then the roars of both Volstus and The Dragon shake the tower and Hamilton knows where the action is.

Let's go, girl. It's time, he says and then clicks his tongue and spurs Sammi up and through the fog. They emerge from the fog in the air, skirting the ceiling and staring straight ahead at the Lord of Storms, The Tyrant, and a flaming engine of destruction older than the kingdoms and countries below.

Get ready, Sammi. We're gonna make this one hurt.

The Divine Favor wears off, but that doesn't matter. It changes nothing. Ham readies the lance.

Fighting defensively as a standard for the bonus AC. Haste gives us enough move to climb to 20' high, putting our cube just at the ceiling. We are DIRECTLY above Doxon. I just put us in the wall to let Doxon have access to his pogs.

Ham charges the war pig!

Heartspit Power Attack Charge!1d20 + 22 ⇒ (2) + 22 = 24

The darn thing's hide is too thick!

Ham Withdraws to line up for a charge.

GM requested a Ride Check on Slack and I oblige: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (7) + 20 = 27

Will Save Ham:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
Will Save Sammi:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Ruh Roh Sammi! both are Shaken but not stirred.

Ham and Sammi wheel about and attack the big pig.

Heartspit:1d20 + 25 ⇒ (6) + 25 = 31, Damage on hit:2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 1) + 6 = 12
Heartspit:1d20 + 25 ⇒ (4) + 25 = 29, Damage on hit:2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6) + 6 = 16
Heartspit:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (7) + 20 = 27, Damage on hit:2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 5) + 6 = 14
Heartspit:1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24, Damage on hit:2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 1) + 6 = 12

Requested Ride Check:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29

Hamilton and Sammi dive with all possible force towards the ypotryll and rider, hoping to kill it in one go, and if not then entangle it and keep it from using it's own charge.

Does this thing count as Orc?

1d20 + 28 ⇒ (10) + 28 = 38, Damage on Hit:6d6 + 32 ⇒ (3, 6, 3, 4, 3, 3) + 32 = 54

Hamilton takes the hit and keeps flying, singing a little from the flames.

Hamilton turns his lance on the fire giant in range, aware that he has one chance to get away.

Heartspit, Power Attack:1d20 + 32 ⇒ (8) + 32 = 40, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (5, 5) + 27 + (5, 1) = 43
Attack 2 Heartspit, Power Attack:1d20 + 32 ⇒ (8) + 32 = 40, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 27 + (2, 4) = 44
Attack 3 Heartspit, Power Attack:1d20 + 27 ⇒ (1) + 27 = 28, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 27 + (5, 2) = 39
Attack 4 Heartspit, Power Attack:1d20 + 22 ⇒ (18) + 22 = 40, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 27 + (4, 3) = 37

Because he can skirmish, Ham and Sammi take off and climb as high as possible after the last attack. I'll take an AoO if Red is still alive.

Hamilton Fort Save:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32
Sammi Fort Save:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Ham is rattled but the ringing clears and he winces in pain. Sammi whips her head around frantically, unable to hear!

Ham and Sammi Unleash on the giants, starting with the feebleminded giantess.

Heartspit w/Power Attack:1d20 + 32 ⇒ (8) + 32 = 40, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (5, 5) + 27 + (4, 3) = 44

Attack 2: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (18) + 32 = 50, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3) + 27 + (1, 4) = 38

Attack 3: 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (7) + 27 = 34, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (6, 3) + 27 + (2, 2) = 40

Attack 4: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (2) + 22 = 24, Damage on Hit:2d6 + 27 + 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2) + 27 + (6, 2) = 42

If the giantess drops, I redirect attacks to Red. If the giantess survives Ham's attacks, Sammi and Ham trot in a little (step) and blast Her and Yellow with frost breath.

Ride Checks to save Sammi:

1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (16) + 23 = 39
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (18) + 23 = 41

Can't. Touch. This.

Ham knows that Ush and Raen are there with him. So there's nothing left but steel and claw. He almost hesitates, seeing the rage in the witch before him. Whatever Raen did, it was bad. But Brinya's Love still hangs on a chain under his tunic.

Charge.

Power Attack Charge:1d20 + 34 ⇒ (11) + 34 = 45, Base Damage on Hit:6d6 + 81 + 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 1, 4, 3, 5) + 81 + (3, 3) = 107

Will Save:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (9) + 16 = 25 if my math from the various sources is right.

Hamilton winks at the lady. I'm pretty small but she might see it.

Amending the previous post--ENGAGE THE RETCON CANONS! (pun intended)

I'll keep the 10 for my Saving Throw, as per the sacred laws passed down to us by our forbears. The First Roll should be the called for Save.

Hamilton Saves with a 10, putting the Reflex Save at 22 and change (magic spells) which is a success. Evasion means no damage for me!

Sammi Saves:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19, and she also has Evasion.

Ye gods this must look incredibly cool!

Ham and Sammi through a combination of flight and jumps, ascend and charge the tiny elemental that just fired a GD bolt of freakin' lightning at us.

Charge, Ride by... 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (17) + 27 = 44, Or no Ride By if the blue elemental is a, "good guy", and I'll just charge it. Damage on Hit is:6d6 + 18 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 2, 5, 2) + 18 = 35 or keep the roll from the old post. Your choice, Game Master.

Hoping I don't need to retcon this later.

Ham and Sammi leap into the air, over Raen and out of the blasted hole in the wall, diving or climbing to charge the air elemental.

Ride By Attack, Charge:1d20 + 27 ⇒ (10) + 27 = 37, Damage on Hit:6d6 + 18 ⇒ (5, 6, 5, 3, 1, 1) + 18 = 39,

Once past, let's get a look around

Longstrider is in effect on Sammi
Lead Blades
Barkskin
Wand of Cat's Grace
Potion of Divine Favor
Potion of Aid

Let's go

Bump

Ham's head whips about and he wheels Sammi in a circle, taking in the scene.

WHISTLEPIG! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! SAY SOMETHING!

AoO:1d20 + 30 ⇒ (2) + 30 = 32, damage on hit:1d8 + 18 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 18 + (6, 6) = 33

Ham and Sammi ride around to attack the giant and attempt to bring the pain.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (5) + 29 = 34, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 23 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 23 + (5, 4) = 38
Power Attack: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (4) + 24 = 28, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 23 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 23 + (4, 3) = 36
Power Attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 23 + 2d6 ⇒ (7) + 23 + (2, 5) = 37

Ham and Sammi dive and charge through the giant's defenses.

Power Attack, Charge, Two-Handed:1d20 + 30 ⇒ (2) + 30 = 32, Damage on Hit:3d8 + 90 + 2d6 ⇒ (8, 3, 3) + 90 + (4, 3) = 111

Ham and Sammi push off straight up and fly with all speed towards the battle.

Double move.

Reflex Save for last round Hamilton:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
Reflex Save for last round Sammi:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Hamilton wheels around.

Sammi breathes Frost. 7d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 3, 4, 4, 6, 5) = 31 Cold Damage, DC 16 Reflex for half.

Ham commences a full attack on the glittered dragon. (assuming this is a true dragon... Drop attacks and damage by 4 if not.

22/16/12

1d20 + 26 ⇒ (14) + 26 = 40, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
1d20 + 26 ⇒ (18) + 26 = 44, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
1d20 + 21 ⇒ (9) + 21 = 30, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30, Damage on Hit:1d8 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Ride Check to negate the hit on Sammi... 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (16) + 19 = 35. Sammi takes no wound from the dragon.

Ham and Sammi ride in and attack with all fury...

Full Power Attack. I can because my kung fu is so fine.

1d20 + 25 ⇒ (3) + 25 = 28, Damge on Hit:1d8 + 20 + 2d6 ⇒ (8) + 20 + (6, 6) = 40
1d20 + 20 ⇒ (7) + 20 = 27, Damge on Hit:1d8 + 20 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 20 + (1, 5) = 29
1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29, Damge on Hit:1d8 + 20 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 20 + (3, 4) = 31

With everyone dog-piling on the troll, Ham pulls his bow and fires a +3 Flaming Arrow.

+3 Flaming Arrow:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (12) + 20 = 32, Damage on HIt:1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 3 + (1) = 10

Hamilton rides around the corner and activates the flaming quality of his warhammer.

Will Save:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Ham falls asleep

Will Save:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Sammi falls asleep.

Then he's smacked by acid and I assume... Wakes up from the pain?

Ham takes Acid Damage and is wearing metal armor... Reflex Save:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19. Fail. Armor takes 6 points of acid damage. Mithral has a hardness of 15 so... I'm good?

Ham and Sammi are engulfed and will try to free themselves.

Combat Maneuver Check Ham:1d20 + 19 ⇒ (4) + 19 = 23

Combat Maneuver Check Sammi:1d20 + 18 ⇒ (2) + 18 = 20

Fun game! Thanks for letting me play!

Ham pulls his warhammer, riding forth on Sammi and preparing for some ooze thowmping.

Double Move.

Raen, what am I looking at?

Just in case, Ham might know as well:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

What? You mean that literally?, Ham says as his gorge rises a little at the sight of the skin.

He pushes it down and examines the area. A message to his... It's... captors, methinks. Probably in human-guise before discarding the skin, and now it could be anything.

Ham examines the area, and attempts to track the, what did Raen call it? ecorche.

Survival:1d20 + 21 ⇒ (4) + 21 = 25

Ham and Sammi charge, taking slightly to the air to avoid the furniture, and perform a ride by attack.

Charge, 2H, Power Attack, Ride By:1d20 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

And likely catches nothing but air... Argh.

Will Save:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

Ham pushes through the awful roar, and his courage holds. He and Sammi move into the room and line up for a charge.

Ham and Sammi dive charge the gug in the back [Black], hoping to take it out and give Doxon some room.

Charge! 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (19) + 23 = 42, Damage on Hit:3d8 + 18 ⇒ (3, 5, 7) + 18 = 33

Ham and Sammi take off and fly to the far corner of the room, landing there and setting up for a charge.

Bump

Ham lets out a low whistle in appreciation.

Ham and Sammi kick-off in a charge that arcs above and back down into a dive, Ham bringing Heartspit down like a bolt of lightning from on high.

Charge, power attack:1d20 + 26 ⇒ (15) + 26 = 41, damage on hit:3d8 + 84 + 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 4) + 84 + (1, 2) = 98

Hamilton and Sammi both snore lightly.

Hamilton turns his attention to the spider before him.

Heartspit Full Attack w/power attack:

1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 37, damage on hit:2d6 + 22 ⇒ (1, 1) + 22 = 24

1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26, damage on hit:2d6 + 22 ⇒ (3, 1) + 22 = 26

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28, damage on hit:2d6 + 22 ⇒ (2, 4) + 22 = 28