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Thanks for the warning--I understand completely (am very much looking forward to wrapping up one of the campaigns I'm running). If you wouldn't mind, please mark the campaign as inactive after Lueck and Steinki check in, and PM us when/if you reactivate it.
Hugh invokes an arcane glow about his hand.
Hugh smiles slightly. "You should remember that I always have fire ready, Lueck. Certainly some of the guards in Branderscar would remember, were they not dead."
"I expect overconfidence is one of the things we'll be warned against. Still, we're doing well enough...so far."
"If that doesn't work, we have fire enough."
"I suppose, but be ready for anything."
Hugh steps into the room behind everyone else, bow in hand. "What's down in the pit besides spikes? If there's nothing behind that panel, we may need to check that."
Hugh invokes a mystical power that makes Durova feel faintly uneasy, but a comforting mantle of force settles over the incipient vampire.
Hugh casts mage armor on himself, then looks over at Durova. "Want a shielding spell?"
Hugh returns Elise's smile. "I would enjoy the chance to...discuss such matters. At length." He stays calm during the contretemps that follows, watching all of the new quartet closely.
Hugh will choose whichever of the slaves looks the most like his cousin. The handsome Talingarder is second to accept the symbol, observing as he does so the fine texturing in the legs of the star, suggesting feathered wings. He nods in greeting and matches Trik's smile in warmth. "I'm pleased to meet all of you. I'll echo what Lueck said--I feel great things lie ahead for all of us. "If you don't mind a few questions, I'm guessing that you four have worked together before? What sorts of things have you done? I haven't heard of you, but given how our kind have had to slink in the shadows that's not surprising; I doubt you'll have heard of any of us before."
Hugh looks a bit askance at the newcomer, but does likewise, signing his name with a flourish and making it clear enough to be embarrassing to his cousin if the document is discovered.
Hmm...vampiric Hungry Ghost monk?
Asmodean inquisitor|empyreal sorcerer here.
I'm in a few PbP PFS games with him on the boards, too. He'd be a good choice.
No one comes immediately to mind. What about the other monk|cleric from the original recruitment?
Ash, good gaming with you, but RL has to come first. Hope things settle down for you soon! GM B, this isn't a bad place to try to pick up a replacement. Do you want to put out an open call?
If he has that much time, Hugh will eat. The handsome Talingarder does not hesitate. "No forgiveness. No mercy. No peace. I will take your oath--to you and to Asmodeus."
Don't forget to take a rank in Linguistics, so you can talk to us.
Cool!
Not cool! Ah, well--Hugh's not a HTH guy, anyway. He gets another cantrip, another orison, and a 1st level inquisitor spell, along with some inquisitorial goodies. ETA: Incremented all skills except UMD by 1; used that skill rank to pick up a rank of Bluff. Spells added: Sorcerer 0 Light; Inquisitor 0 Detect Poison; Inquisitor 1 Disguise Self. Picked up cunning initiative, detect alignment at will, and tracking.
Hugh strips, washes up, and puts on the clean clothes. He glances at the food and water, his stomach growling, then shakes his head. I don't need to eat all that to be presentable, and whoever the 'master' is, best not to keep him waiting. He takes a quick drink of water and a small bit of food to ease his hunger before leaving the room.
"Well, if we're going to do it, let's make it quick."
"We have, I think, three days to get to the house, but we're close enough that I would prefer we go there first. Balin's sure to be at the prison by now, and with or without dogs he'll be on our trail as fast as he can."
"How long will it take us to get to the house on the Moor Road from here? I don't want to keep our benefactors waiting."
Round 2: "What do you know about this thing, Grumblejack?" Hugh takes another step back through the clinging muck and puts an arrow into the frog.
Round 1: Hugh backs away from the great amphibian and attempts to drive it off with hellfire.
"If we don't kill them all, they'll be on our tails as soon as Balin thinks of it. And it won't take him long. Come on, we can shoot them from outside the kennels."
Hugh pauses, struck by a thought. "Were there dog kennels in the prison? Maybe a little prevention is called for here."
"There's the place the 'woman' who gave me the veil wanted us to go. Grumblejack, how far is that? And we'd better get to a well-traveled street, so we'll be harder to track."
Hugh will put the portcullis back into position and leave the gatehouse, closing the door behind him. "Lueck's right. Let's get out of here."
Hugh drags the bodies into the guardhouse. "Too bad we can't make it look like someone freed us from outside."
Round 2: Hugh leans out of the window and looses an arrow at the guard, but the tangle of bodies and weapons between him and the hapless target prevents him from hitting with effect.
At his action, Hugh will open the portcullis. "'Ware the dog, all! "
Gatehouse.
At the guard's demand, Hugh casually holds up his right hand in a placating gestures while reaching around to scratch his back with his left hand. After scratching, he pulls out the veil. "Window." He tears loose the window patch and slaps it against the guardhouse wall.
"Unless there's a boat on the scarf, we'd better get walking. Ash and I go out first again, in tabards, then the rest of you come up?"
"Ah, this will probably open that chest under his bed. Let's go."
Hugh claps slowly. "Oh, well fought. Before we come down there, though, just think for a moment about what you did tonight. Who ordered the guards out of the cell block, giving us all the time we needed? Why, none other than good old Sergeant Blackerly! Why ever did you do such a thing? Your weak will let us kill everyone else in the prison. Every other guard. The Warden. The cook and his wife. All dead, because you failed to resist a charm. Asmodeus judges you an ally, Sergeant. In that knowledge, despair and die." The inquisitor looses an arrow at Branderscar's last defender.
Hugh's jaw drops. "Wonderful--Balin the Blessed is coming here. We'd better get moving." Despite the urgency of his words, he shows no sign of leaving the fight, though.
Hugh answers the halfling's grin with one of his own. "I have an idea. The sergeant, he's not one of these goody-goody types like my cousin...I think he belongs to our master, and if he had any more balls, he'd be with us. That woman who gave me the veil did something to him, charmed him so he gave all these orders that made our breakout easier. See if you can bluff the others. Tell him thanks for all the help, he made it easy for us to get out and kill the warden and the other guards. And all he has to do now is kill the guards with him and we'll get him out of there. Then we sit back and watch the show."
Hugh pauses in his identification of the items and motions to the halfling. "Drawer's all yours, Lueck. Or do you want to come back after we finish off the other guards?"
Round 7: Hugh strolls over to Ash and shakes him awake.
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