Lemi's ears perk at the sound of the magical incantation. "What in the Nine", The idead of another goblinoid, hopefully Hobgoblin, using magic fills his body with excitement.
His eyes turn and widen at the sight of a rather large spider lurking nearby.
After finishing a good portion of the salted meat and taking a nap Lemi begins to make camp. He listens as and heres the sounds of night life begining to stir.
Lemi, did you take the healing potion, or any other gear from Rockbelly? [Good job on not drinking it yet btw, as your character knows it could of killed him in your current state -2hp.] You can however heal yourself in the interim with your own touch, which I am assuming you did before you started traveling.
Sorry, yes I did. As for the body, Search 1d20+1=18. Anything I can't use I'll leave to Grelgar's group. I will take the time to heal myself to full.
gear on rockbelly:
1 red potion
1 MW breastplate with the words "L e a d e r" inscribed in red paint on it.
1 set of MW iron manacles.
5' metal chain
2 days dry tact.
1 chunk of heavily salted meat.
Lemi leaves taking with him the potion and chunk of meat he found on Rockbelly. "This well make a fine dinner. Better than trying to hunt a meal."
Lemi, did you take the healing potion, or any other gear from Rockbelly? [Good job on not drinking it yet btw, as your character knows it could of killed him in your current state -2hp.] You can however heal yourself in the interim with your own touch, which I am assuming you did before you started traveling.
Sorry, yes I did. As for the body, Search 1d20+1=18. Anything I can't use I'll leave to Grelgar's group. I will take the time to heal myself to full.
"You a good Hob too, Grelgar", giving him a strong handshake. "It's with Hob's like us that our people will have a strong future."
Backing up his gear he thanks Grelgar, "If you need ever need help Grelgar let me know. Hob's like us should stick together." With that he makes his way toward Thistletop.
He is going to "sense motive" on that action. if you are trying to zap him roll a bluff and I will oppose it via Sense motive. I'll need to know either way if that was the plan or not.
Before he takes your hand he sheaths his short sword, you notice he has a dagger sheathed still too.
Grelgar: "I'm Grelgar Shadowfoot, soon to be Clan Leader of the Eight Tipped Daggers. Though I will probably let someone else run them, politics aren't my thing. I only enforce the rules. Rockbelly here broke the rules."
nope, it's an honest hand shake
"Grelgar Shadowfoot, good to meet you. You say Rockbelly broke the rules. What do mean, if I may ask? Why was Rockbelly so interested in coming after me? I can't be that important" A puzzled looked appears on Lemi's face.
Lemi wipes a small trail of blood from his mouth as he watches Rockbelly fall to the shortsword.
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"Nor would you." says Grelgar with a suddenly very confident voice. Wiping the blood from his short sword off on Rockbelly's head.
"Looks like you had rocks in more places than your head fool."
Grelgar turns to Lemi.
Grelgar: "We are done here right? I had no desire to actually bring you out here, you can think old dead head there on the ground. I was hoping for as little witnesses as possible in my little coup."
The two standing behind him exchange glances almost nervously, sizing up Grelgar in a new light.
Grelgar: "Relax you two, I think you just got promoted to server under your new clan leader. Seeing as Grelgar died here while hunting a great prize, one that is going to 'get away' right?"
He looks back to Lemi, seeing him woozy but still up and ready for action.
Grelgar: "The fool had a healing potion in his belt, feel free to take it, he won't need it."
Lemi nods in appreciation to the hobgoblin. "Congratulations on your promotion", he say full heartedly.
"I think we are done here. If I may, what is your name leader?" He places a hand to shake. ""Don't worry I have no reason to fight you. I say we leave well enough alone."
"Thank you for the healing potion aswell", all the while keeping himself ready in case the tides turn.
As Rockbelly turns to strike his timid ally Lemi let's go od the rope he's been holding.
Not sure if I'll have a surprise round, but Charnel Touch 1d20=14. If not Initiative 1d20+3=18
"I am sorry Rockbelly, but I won't allow you to strike me again. Let alone cash me in for bounty", he says as he places his hand against Rockbelly's back. The deathly chill of his Charnel Touch spreading from his hand.
"You should have listened to your comrade. Don't worry though. I won't burn the flesh from your bones, not my style", he adds a wicked smirk across his face.
Timid Voice: "He's gonna burn us with spells boss, lets just do him in now."
At the sound of the timid voice, a dark grin appears on Lemi's face
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Leader Voice: "Shut up pipsqueak. I could crush his face if I wanted too. I want to know who he is and where he is going with this stuff."
pointing to your belongings he specificlly mentions all those papers in there with the 'words' he obviously does not comprehend.
Leader Voice: "So who are you, and what are you doing with this, cause we got the notion your that run away Hobgoblin. There's a bounty on your head me thinks, and me boys and I could use a little coin."
"As I have said my name is Lemi, but before I continue it's rather rude not introduce yourself. Are you not the learder of this band. Or is it that you, like the rest of our kind are afraid", The grin on Lemi's face becomes bigger revealing his razor-sharp goblinoid teeth.
Escape Artist 1d20+3=20. I posted this earlier, but the link didn't post.