Brok, I am sorry this happened. You have my good wishes.
P33J, I am sorry for my part in killing this as well.
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I'm still here and still checking, though I admit things on my end have been distracted as of the past week. I hope we can continue. But, as it stands, it's looking like we don't really have enough activity for it. I apologize for my contributions to this.
And I hope my post covers the absence nicely ;)
Kyra had been mostly quiet, following along meekly. Almost unnoticeable in the background. It was like, in some ways, her guiding force had just gone out of her... but now, hit by a crossbow bolt, that force came guiding back. Suddenly, she went from a background decoration to being alive, pulling out her bow to return fire, aiming at the nearest foe.
"Bring it, you cowards!" Okay, how did I get here again?
Kyra seems to be missing from the initiative list :P
Would it be okay with everyone if I rejoined? I think I can do so without too much interruption.
I'm sorry for my lack of posting and how I just vanished. I lost internet connection for quite a long time and, well, things went downhill otherwise.
I apologize for my lack of posting. Things are... not good. I'll post tomorrow.
Kyra, having already been given her weapon, merely smiled at the thought of the update. And then sighed. She was not certain things would be going well without the dwarf. She was even less certain she liked the thought of two more being added onto the group to replace one. It strikes me as odd he would choose such. And perfectly in tune with how he's acted so far that one would be so... interesting in how she speaks and interacts. If Jory wishes to divide us, I believe he may come to regret it. She then hugged Fren, just once, and waved to him before he left, before finally turning her attention to the monk and Darvan. "Thief. Assassin. Avenger. These speak of... interesting history." She then smiled, though it was not a kind smile. "I doubt you have been briefed fully; things happen fast out here. Shall we talk more later? I think even Ser Jory will be interested to hear the news we have right now. If all goes well, it means our ranks are bolstered by a second army, and one that actually knows what's out here." She sighed, looking to Jory. "We may have an additional source of forces for this place. It all depends on how negotiations go and if they're disposed to aid us."
Kyra nodded. "Sadly, that is true. But I would rather we become known for justice and mercy... not for the blood stains on our hands." She sighed. "But people will make their choices... I'm Kyra Lightstep." She then indicates Darvan, grinning as a joke came to mind. "And this is Murderfist. He likes to kill the enemy leaders before anyone else gets a chance at them."
Kyra chuckled, even as she reached up to rub the hold in her armor where, earlier, an arrow had pierced. "Killing is not why I came this way. We seem to be doing a large amount of it, and we still have more to do. I always offer them a chance to surrender and see wisdom... I think we've had two take it out of a dozen or so." She shook her head. "Came out this way to bring law and compassion to the land. Will be lucky if we don't end up with that law being established on a mountain of bodies."
I think so! Yay! Glad to unite the party!
Kyra nodded. "Please tell Ser Jory that we have found potential allies, and we need to meet with him as soon as possible to discuss them. I believe he would like to know of those who could aid things here." She then turned to head to the main hall. "Also, tell Ser Jory we took no prisoners and let none escape to warn the others."
Kyra grinned. "Maybe we can convince Ser Jory to come with us and leave him at the bottom of this pit?" Then she sighs. "No. That would go against my code. Sadly."
Kyra shook her head. "While treasure would be good, we still need to meet up with Jory and convince him the kobolds about to visit him are not enemies. I suspect that will take a lot of time. We can always come back here and explore the place." She smiles. "Besides, I think all of us could do with a chance to try out our new weapons that Jory promised us, and that treasure spot sounds like an ideal location... if there are enemies."
Try to have fun! See you when you return!
Er... occurred to me the above comment about traps may come across as a criticism >.> It's not! I have a love-affair with adding traps to a game... Bit too much of one. P33J, please don't spring a dungeon of infinite traps on us just because of what I said! *puppy eyes*
I doubt the module uses traps to the extent I would, so we may not need to worry about it most of the time.
Kyra snorted. "Second time, yes. But if you get attacked this time, I vote we market it on the map, then come back with some oil and torches and burn any spiders out." She moves over to the rope. "Coming?"
Not much better than expected. And, oo... Lay on hands!
Kyra growls again and takes one more swing at the spider.
Kyra grins once they get Darvan out. She immediately pulls her sword and swings at the spider, growling at it for attacking them. "Fren, thank you!"
Kyra curses as soon as the spider attacks Darvan, then begins trying to pull him up. She curses even more as the attacks rain down into the hole. "Blast it! Darvan, you better be okay! I will hunt down a priest to yell at you while you're in the afterlife if you die!"
Kyra hmmed as her attempt to burn it failed. Then, she held the torch over the hole and let go, letting it drop down inside. She peered down inside, trying to determine if her torch lit up anything.
And probably sees nothing. And then Darvan talks about trusting her and she grins. "Do you want me to pull you back up if you encounter anything, or wait until you kill it and grab whatever is down there?" I pity whatever is in that hole and is stupid enough to attack Darvan.
Kyra looked around the open plain and nodded. I bet someone smart enough could hide an entire army here. Then she facepalmed. Nice job... tempt the gods to test you. So cue random attack any moment now...
Kyra sighed. "If I am going to be the one to tell him, I will need back-up... not a repeat of how last time went." She frowned. "If I can't count on that, then there's no reason for me to tell him at all."
Kyra jerks in startlement as Fren steps up. "You are amazingly silent." She looks to Darvan. "Are you okay now?"
Kyra nods. "We do need Kern. I suggest waiting until he's with us." She then smiles at Brok's suggestion. "Well, I would suggest Darvan do it, but it would be just our luck he'd get lost and end up assassinating the Stag Lord..." She was teasing, of course.
Kyra salutes the kobolds, then looks to the others. "Didn't Kern stay back at the bandit camp?"
Kyra shook her head. "We probably would have killed more if I didn't end up scaring them into fleeing. I should have grabbed the crossbow instead of approaching them on foot."
Kyra sighs as the bandits flee faster than she can pursue. "Blast it. We'll need to track and... Ow!" She hisses in pain as she feels the arrow strike from earlier, wincing and reaching up to pull it out. That draws a cry of pain from her, before she growls and looks towards the fleeing bandits. "Darvan, you better still be alive." She then looks to the others. "Shall we see if we still have a chakram-tossing leader-killer? He's pretty good at eliminating the bandit leaders, and I am not in the mood for yelling at a corpse for recklessly getting himself killed." She smiles, just a bit, and hopes everyone else gets the joke.
Don't you mean Kern and Darvan? :P
Okay, I need to remember to alter those stats underneath my name... Writing that down for the future. And, it looks like the bandit boss gets a warning from his people. This could be bad.
Kira growls as one arrow bounces off her shield, the other two flying by her. That was too close. She moves around the log, giving chase as the bandits retreat, mentally cursing her use of heavy armor this one time. "Bloody fools! If you would surrender and pledge yourselves to us, we won't harm you!"
Also, I am not ignoring that she got hit by arrows ^^ Someone is going to be in a lot of pain once the adrenaline wears off :D
I could switch to my crossbow, but with that cover I might miss, and I don't have many bolts. Plus, they're far enough away that they could escape. And if I cross over, I'll draw their fire and... hmm, idea. She then whispers to Kern, "I'll distract them and draw their fire. Please help get the others across the bridge. Once we're inside their camp, we can move to where their cover doesn't help them much."
Then she crosses the bridge, moving down along the log as she heads around them to the south. She keeps her shield up towards the archers, and takes a swing at those behind the log, aiming for the one nearest to her. "Surrender while you can! Or pray the gods will have mercy on your pathetic souls!"
Tactically, the bandits may soon have a much bigger problem in the form of a paladin right on top of them...
Aw! I was hoping they could team up!
Kyra curses as the arrows whiz by her. She could have also sworn that at least a couple bounced off; she couldn't tell, due to the head ot the battle. "Brok! Fren! Could you come up here and join the fight?" she shouts. These arrows are annoying, but I need to deal with this guy on the bridge first... She grunts as the sword bounces off her shield and the guy steps back. She follows, stepping forward, and shifts her stance, focusing more on defense right now. Then she swings at the guy again, though keeping her mind more on keeping herself alive than on hitting him.
And now we're relying on technicalities. May the gods have mercy upon us all.
Kyra winces as she gets hit with arrows and curses her own stupidity, then moves up to engage the man on the stones, sword ready. She doesn't hesitate upon arriving, or offer mercy; she simply swings the sword at him.
"Surrender and I won't harm you." And then she hears Brok's shouting. And now we're relying on technicalities. May the gods have mercy upon us all.
I can see it now... "Huh. Did you know you're evil? Have you ever tried not being evil? I've got some literature for you on the subject if you're interested..."
Eek! Ranged lay on hands! Now my paladin won't be as unique! Kidding :P
Kyra sighs as she hears the boom, then curses as arrows rain down, striking Fren. "Blast it! Has Darvan killed another one before anyone else had a chance to act? I swear, we're going to have to talk to him about leaving some for others."
She turns to the others. "One of you deal with the sniper. I'm taking the guy on the bridge." She hefts her shield, unsheaths her sword, takes three breaths... and then charges, intending to attack the guy at the end of her charge. "By the grace of the gods! DOOM HAS COME UPON YOU!"
Kyra relaxed a bit more, enjoying this chance to catch her breath. "I can also provide archery cover. We might be able to take out a couple of them before they notice. I'm just not very stealthy at it..."
Kyra frowned, panting and noticeably tired; she should have heeded what Darvan said. She shrugged, taking a moment to rest, then turned to the group. "Is there any way we can take out or get past that sniper without a fight?" Then, she cursed at the mention of stolen money and began to search through her own pack, trying to see if anything is missing.
Kyra chuckled. "The training I received was in how to use your armor and your shield to avoid harm. Without armor, I'm just a farm girl who knows how to use a sword rather well." She paused. "Well, I can also smite people, but that that only works if I live long enough to hit them with the sword."
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