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Really really sorry about this but, Unfortunately I am no longer able to participate in the game. I hate doing this. There really isn't a nice way to say it but my wife is jealous of the time I spend gaming. Sorry to just leave like this, but my marriage is more important to me than the game. I took a break several months ago for the same reason, but I guess taking a break wasn't enough. Sorry for the inconvenience my departure causes, and hope you all have a good game. Thanks.
Khadon swings his bastard sword again. smashing another of the skeletons to splinters.
Khadon swings at another skeleton but the blade goes wide and cuts only air.
Khadon draws his bastard sword and chops at the skeleton blocking the door with both hands. Don't die Dart! He yells as he smashes the skeleton into splinters of bone. We are coming!
I fixed it you should be able to see the map now.
Here is a combat map. Everyone should be able to move the pieces.
Khadon draws his bastard sword. Rig, let that one through. He calls to the gnome. Gripping his sword with both hands he waits ready to strike the undead monster as it passes through the door
since the skeletons won the initiative we are all kinda waiting our turn.
Right go ahead Dart, but be careful. Your an ass but I don't want you to die.
I don't know if it was supposed to be a game or not but no one from Kassen would have killed these animals for the sake of a game. Something else is going on here. Be on your guard. Khadon says and draws his bastard sword. khadon enters the tunnel that leads to the crypt doors. Once inside the dry tunnel Khadon pauses and takes off his heavy pack before continueing to the crypt door.
Is Riliame alright? Khadon asks Tigeara. If he is okay we should get going. We need to get the flame and climb back out if we are going to make it back to Kassen while on the food we have with us. Khadon shruggs his pack into a better position and starts down the trail.
Do we have any rope? Khadon asks looking at the treacherous slope the have to negotiate to reach the floor of the ravine. We can tie it to something up here and lower ourselves down. We can leave the rope in place to make it easier to climb out when we head back.
If no one wants to cook tonight that is fine. Khadon says and shruggs his shoulders. I will take the middle watch again tonight. I am going to get some rest. Khadon rolls up in his blankets and goes to sleep. He wakes after a few hours and goes out to gather more wood.
He makes sure to gather a enough to keep the fire burning through the night. When he gets back to the cave he drags some brush in front of the cave entrance to conceal it from sight. If no one has cooked anything he eats some of his own dried meat and cheese and goes back to sleep until it is time for his watch. During his watch he sits near the mouth of the cave looking out into the night, his drawn bastard sword near at hand.
Well lets get a fire going. I will try to find some dry wood. khadon duck out of the small cave back into the rain to search for firewood. When he has found a fair amount he returns to the cave. Who is cooking tonight? he asks the others.
This is as far as my portion of the map takes us. Dart you had the last part. Where do we go from here? Khadon asks as looks down the valley squinting against the falling rain. Maybe we don't even need to cross.
Rig if you can tell me his name and where his family is we will go and return his money and sword as soon as we get the flame back to Kassen. There is nothing on him that can identify him, so our only other option would be to drag his rotting corpse around until someone recognizes him. Khadon lets Dart take the sword and digs out his portion of the map. When we get back to Kassen we can show the sword to Braggar and Master Renet. Maybe one of them will recognize the makers mark and then we can go ask the maker who he sold it to if it isn't too far to travel. Looking down at the map in his hands he realizes he can't see where they are at. Give me a hand with this map. I think we are lost. He growls at the others.
Khadon picks up the shortsword and looks at it closely. This is good work. He says inspecting the blade. Braggar could probably do better but the forging is solid, and the detail work is excelent. A weaponsmith would probably charge between 200 and 300 gold for a sword like this. You probably couldn't get more than half that if you sold it though. Khadon retreives the scabbard and sword belth from the body and sheaths the sword. I didn't recognize the makers mark but it is a good sword. Do one of you want it? he asks holding the hilt out to the other members of the group.
Seeing that it is just a dead body. Khadon sticks his sword into the sand and begins searching the dead bodies clothing for anything that might help them identify who the man was.
[occ]Hp 12/14[/ooc]
Khadon takes off his heavy pack and draws his bastard sword. Be on guard. After that dire wolf last night I don't want to take any chances.
In the morning Khadon is stiff and sore but he tries not to show it. He isn't able to avoid favoring the arm the dire wolf bit the night before, but he forces himself to keep using it. Who has the map? he asks the others as he finishes tying the direwolf pelt to his pack. Finished packing he hoists his pack on to his back and pulls up the hood of his cloak against the light rain. Today is going to be a miserable sort of day if this rain keeps up he says half to himself.
I will carry the Pelt. It can't weigh more than 70 or 80 lbs, and your right it is too rare to leave lying. I am not sure what I am going to use my fangs for. I will think of something. Thank you for your help. would you like some wolf heart? Once the dire wolf is dealt with Khadon will return to his tent and go back to sleep.
Khadon leaps to his feet and roars at the night sky. He looks around, searching the night for something else to fight. Finding nothing his rage ebs away abd ge slumps to the ground exhausted. He sits there for seveal minutes staring blankly at the dire wolf's carcass. After a few moments though the pain from the bite on his arm is enough to drag him from his stupor. Dart, That was a good throw. Thank you. Khadon says to the man in a tired voice. Do you think you could help me bandage my arm, and deal with this beast. I will give you the claws from two of the paws, and the teeth from the lower jaw. Once his arm is bandaged and he has recovered some of his energy Khadon sets about skinning the dire wolf. He prys out the teeth and cuts off the claws. He also cuts out the dire wolfs heart. He spears the heart on a stick and sets it to roast over the fire. Assuming Dart agrees to help the two of them drag the rest of the carcass away from the camp. Khadon shares the dire wolf heart with anyone who would like some.
Actually I think the Dire wolf will be down with in this round unless it has more than the 37 hit points listed in the PRD.
Rig you are right I forgot the -4 penalty, and no it wouldn't have made a difference.
No Khadon was not wearing armor. with armor his AC goes up to 14
It was basically a trip maneuver with its head after his successful attack, so you are on the ground with the wolf staring at you. (Not grappled) you did take the bite damage though.
Khadon roars in fury. Ignoring the bite on his arm he takes his Bastard Sword in both hands and chops at the Dire wolfs head.
Khadon drops the merge bundle of sticks he gathered and draws his bastard sword. Darts behavior during the day had brought Khadon's temper up, here was something he could release that temper on. Khadon lets the rage loose with a howl, and attacks the Dire wolf.
Khadon wakes immediately when Mossri shakes his blanket wrapped foot. He unwraps and crawls out of his small tent. He straps his Bastard sword in its place and goes to stand by the halfling by the fire. Looking at the much diminished pile of stick he tells Mossri Stay here by the Fire and keep it burning, I am going to go get more firewood. Color fades from Khadon's vision as he turns away from the fire and heads out into the dark. Khadon stay near the camp making a rough circle around it as he looks for firewood. As he searches Khadon grumbles to himself about Dart's laziness.
Once the meal is finished and cleaned up he goes to his tent to rest. Mossri, wake me up when it is time for your watch. I will sit up with you. I can see better in the dark than you can. Stay alert everyone, and don't let the fire go out. That said he crawls into his small tent, wraps himself in his blankets, and goes to sleep.
If you want more wood for the fire Dart, then go gather it like I told you too. khadon growls at dart. He takes the rabbits and stocks off to gut and skin them.
Khadon just grunts and helps Mossri and Maidie set up thier tents before setting up his own. Dart, Tigeara, and Rig go gather firewood. Mossri, Maidie help me get some dinner going. Khadon order as he begins digging cooking implements out of his pack. he quickly lights a fire and begins preparing the evening meal.
[ooc]Waiting on Tigeara?[/b]
As evening nears Khadon motions for them to stop. We should probably start looking for a good place to camp while we still have the light. We have gone far enough for the day. He begins looking for a likely spot to camp for the night.
When did this trip start to have anything to do with what's fun for you? Khadon growls at Dart. Worthless layabout he says under his breath while glaring at man. Lets move we can eat on the way, and Tigeara since you started the fire you get to put it out.
Khadon wearily pulls himself to his feet. There were no orcs Mossri. They were illusions. Seeing her red face he says Don't worry we all fell for the trick to some extent. I find it interesting that Dart with all his "vast arcane knowledge" didn't do anything to get rid of the illusions, and keep us all from wasting time fighting enemies they didn't really exist. Khadon retrieves his pack, and takes a long drink from his waterskin. Come on we are wasting time. We have a long way to go before we can stop for the night.
Khadon stops in the middle of the group of orcs. They aren't real! He exclaims. His rage ebbs away leaving him feeling drained and weak. He sits down in the path where he was standing and watches dull eyed as the illusionary orcs continue to fight with the halfling and the half-elf.
The javelin strikes Khadon in the shoulder, but the young half-orc only howls in fury and continues his charge. He meets the first orc with a sweeping sidearm slash.
Khadon drops his pack and draws his bastard sword. He advances to meet the charging creatures.
Torag's beard khadon groans when Dart begins to play and sing. This is going to a lot longer trip than I thought. Khadon scowls as he marches toward the south with the others. after about half an hour he turns to Dart. I think you have gone on enough. I think you should stop now, If you don't want to be walled up in Kassen's Tomb until they come and the the flame next year. He growls.
Khadon takes the remaining torches and tindertwigs. Give me your tent Maidie, and what ever else you can't carry. the towering half-orc says to the human girl I will carry it for you but keep your food and water incase you get seperated from the group.
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