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Rocks fell, everyone died.
"Agreed. I only need a couple of hours to rest each night, so I can stay on watch and help fortify the room."
Jarek will help Hashik and Draalush carry them.
Seeing people start to pass out, Jarek stands up in alarm. "Ебена мать! What in the nine hells is going on? Hashik, Draalush, is there something magic happening?"
I take it that only minimum level potions means no Cure Moderate Wounds, so Jarek will buy some Cure Light Wounds potions if there are any.
"Can’t hurt. The extra cash won’t do us any good if we can’t carry it."
Jarek pulls up his hood and stays towards the back of the group. If he sees any wanted posters of himself or Raok, he will pull them down if he thinks it can be done inconspicuously.
Jarek looks down at the freshly severed dragon head. "If it is all the same to you, Your… Dragon-ness, I am just going to take this with us." Provided Naxx doesn’t object, Jarek takes the younger dragon’s head with him. After they have exited the cave and gotten a short distance away, he explains, "If it is dead anyways, we might as well collect the bounty."
"I do not think we can trust that thing to not turn on us at the first opportunity after it has licked its wounds. We should kill it, then collect the bounty."
Realizing he doesn't have time to fire his crossbow, Jarek runs after Raok and the dragon. (100 feet)
"I agree with Karla and Draalûsh. I like Hashik’s plan of tracking it back to its lair, but I doubt we could keep up with an airborne dragon."
Jarek will move closer in an effort to see what he can with his darkvision, staying mostly submerged.
Jarek partially submerges himself in the ground again, keeping the upper half of his head visible to keep an eye on things.
"If I can get within 10 yards of it, I may be able to pin its wings with my… " He pauses, realizing he’s not sure what it’s called. "… rock blast? Whatever you would call it, it might help immobilize it."
Seeing the mercenary approach, Jarek quietly pulls up the hood of his cloak, just to be safe.
"Those walls are of stone. If we could find a section of the wall which is unguarded, I would be able to pass through with the magic weapons. Hashik, you said you could create disguises? If Raok can be passed off as a halfling or some such, we would not be abetting a wanted criminal - as far as the guards know."
Jarek does have a ring of sustenance, which is one less person to get food for.
Just a heads up: I’ll be out of town starting tomorrow until Saturday or Sunday. I should be able to post from my phone occasionally.
"With the guards on high alert like this, I am doubtful we will be able to escape. If need be, I can scout ahead from under the ground."
Jarek will stay nearby to assist in the event of a fight.
Jarek looks out the window to see if there is any guard activity on the rooftops, or if it is confined to street level.
"I think that if you are going to pretend to be a worker here, the rest of us should wait on the roof. If they search the warehouse, they will be less likely to find us. And if things go poorly, having the high ground could prove useful."
Jarek nods, and begins to climb the wall, the surface warping slightly as he goes before returning to its normal structure.
Jarek whispers to the group, "If we need them down here, that earthen wall will prove no challenge to me."
"I believe that if we are going to leave as discussed, we will need to take care of that dragon first. Although I will admit I am not in great shape to be fighting dragons at the moment." Jarek will continue away from the riots, until they reach either a place where they can stop and plan, or the edge of town.
After they have removed the valuables from the bodies, Jarek begins to make his way down the alley. "With any luck, they haven’t sent any more men here. Let’s go."
Jarek blinks a few times as he gets to his feet, still somewhat woozy. "Many thanks, friend." He retrieves his earthbreaker and keeps it drawn in case of any further danger.
Jarek staggers back and collapses to the ground as the blades find their marks.
Jarek draws his earthbreaker as he sinks into the ground below as if it were water. A moment later, he resurfaces behind his antagonist, trying to catch him off-guard. However, his wounds and the strain of summoning that first blast throw him off.
Jarek looses another blast of earth at the same target as last round.
Jarek brings his hand forward in a shoving motion, and chunks of sandstone from the nearby buildings and sand from the ground below coalesce into a blast of earth and stone headed for the opponent who has not yet been injured.
"Looks like that dragon hunt you mentioned might be our only way out of this place." Jarek keeps an eye on the rioting crowd, with a hand on his earthbreaker's haft in case the rioters or guards turn their attention to the group.
"I’m Jarek." He orders a whiskey and ponders for a moment on whether there is a place where five people with bounties on their heads could slip away.
"I just got into town this morning." Jarek is surprised by Hashik's sudden appearance and friendly demeanour, but follows him to the table.
"Yeah, I think they’re over there." Jarek points in the general direction of the party.
Suspicious of the woman, Jarek responds only with "Maybe I have. Who’s asking?" while attempting to figure out why she’s looking for them.
Jarek is strolling through the market area when he sees the tax collector. He quickly pulls the hood of his cloak up to hide his face and tries to change direction without being noticed. He makes his way for the inn to get a room for the night.
Looking over it, I’m not sure how I got that number. I’ll replace it with just +1 and ditch one of the potions, which puts me back under 10,500. Since Jarek no longer has a throwing weapon, I also swapped out Strong Arm Supple Wrist for Axe to Grind.
This is GM MacShack's submission - Jarek Tarsil, oread geokineticist. |