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Rubs red puffy eyes... " Coffee? " I'm here. My 14 month old son has not been sleeping well lately. Also I have hay fever really badly.
Malwyn does his best not to look disgusted as the three counters approach him to report and he tries to arrange his features into something sympathetic. Which most likely makes him look like he's so disgusted he's about to cry. "Ah yes, you were counting how many people?... Ok. I think your supposed to tell Lem now, the halfling giving all the orders, yes him. Wait, tell me. What happened here?"
Malwyn holds his nose "Survivors, well that's good." he says to the group in general as he takes a few more step back from the trapdoor so he can't see all the people packed in so tight and shudders slightly.
Malwyn follows Lem and Krular into the building and looks at the trapdoor. " If you step back and ready yourselves perhaps I could open it with a spell... It could be trapped plus you never know what kind of diseases could be covering the latch. "
Mage Hand: School transmutation; Level bard 0, sorcerer/wizard 0
Casting Time 1 standard action Components V, S Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels) Target one nonmagical, unattended object weighing up to 5 lbs. Duration concentration Saving Throw none; Spell Resistance no You point your finger at an object and can lift it and move it at will from a distance. As a move action, you can propel the object as far as 15 feet in any direction, though the spell ends if the distance between you and the object ever exceeds the spell's range.
Malwyn looks at the homes that have been ripped apart looking closely at the damage. He loads his crossbow and covers Lem as he rides about.
Knowledge Rolls: Incase whatever beast did this is arcane or Planar in nature and Malwyn can tell from the damage. Arcana:
Planar:
Malwyn looks from ice to the two men wating for one of them to explain. I wonder what is so precious to our halfling employer that he gets so flustered over it... I must remember to divine it's nature later when he's busy with other things... Magical or mundane?
" Good, good. So the others will be back with your crate soon, and we can all get a good nights sleep and then set out tomorrow morning, hmm... Good wine! " Malwyn says taking another delicate sip from his cup. He throws down the cards he's been holding with Mage hand, hoping that he wins this round.
" Ah, finally something i can help with. " Malwyn says, looking at the wine. Gerald and Lem can't be sure if the man is joking or not, the only indication being that he waits for some response before clearing his throat. Once around the card table Malwyn asks Gerald " So what do you think of the idea of going about to the surrounding communities to check on them and at the same time sell some of your wares? "
Trup?
Malwyn looks at all the crates needing to be packed. He attempts to use Mage hand a few times before sighing " I'm not really built for this " and retrieving a pair of gloves he helps to lift them in.
It's clear that Lem is doing most of the heavy lifting.
"I can't care about the stone. I do care about the others, out beyond the camp's light. And I suppose, about the red box...", Lem says, leading the warhound to the places each of those missing had slept. If the Lady's scent were too mild, perhaps the unwashed warrior's wallow would work weal... " Ah yes, right... Let me grab my things. " Malwyn looks confused I'm sure the others will be fine... After all they're all tough and Ice seems to know how to take care of herself. Malwyn stops once he's got his pack on and tries to feel something through the special bond he has with Szarka.
" Hey! " Malwyn yells after the bird. " Well don't get lost then! " then he turns to Lem and Gerald " He was dying anyway. This way he got to die proud. " he says simply stating facts and shrugging. " Er, I meant Jace. " when this clarification doesn't remove the incredulous looks from the halflings faces he tries changing the subject. " Wasn't that crystal amazing though? Urdanian In origin, usually they are consumed by the summoning, it must be a rare piece. A gift, the Captain said in return for the aid they gave to the mages. "
Malwyn watches the exchange between the halflings, waiting for Gerald's response he see's Szarka perched on the roof and motions for the raven to fly down.
"Tis a special crystal gifted to us by the mages of Urdanaia after we took up arms in their defense against the marching armies of the Silveri Empire. Never did get along with those folk, to much blasphemy for my taste."" I see, a most curious object. " "Thank you for attending... it means much to me, and it meant much to Jace. It was you folk who gave him the chance to join Kalwor in his halls of peace, and for that, I can never properly reward you. Oh well look at me, getting all emotional," Malwyn returns Captain Dars smile a little awkwardly and simply nods. I guess it's good that he could die this way. It's obviously brought a sense of peace to his friends and family, better than being slain on the road by us and definetly better than falling to the corruption! When Dar wipes his eyes Malwyn looks away uncomfortably and is glad when he's farewelled. "Go on, I will be expecting good news from your journeys out." " uh, Yes we'd best get going... Don't you think Lem? " and with that Malwyn tugs his hat down further over his eyes nods at Captain Dar, looks to Lem and then walks away quickly towards their quarters.
Malwyn bows his head for a moment after the ritual is over and then moves over to the captain. " Thank you for inviting us, I hope you can find some peace in all this. " His words are somewhat forced like someone who knows they should display some emotion but doesn't really know how. " uh I don't mean to be uh, well... That crystal, I've seen some like it before but they always explode or are consumed when used... "
Here. Sorry I'll post soon.
Skill Checks:
Malwyn cranes his neck trying to see through the flames at what is happening to Jace.
Malwyn wakes early and sits in his bed studying his spellbook quietly in the predawn light. Afterward he heads over to observe the rite of fire with some of the others. He stands at the back of the group when Captain Dar signals them over trying to stay apart from the conversation. He watches the ceremony without emotion, but with great interest in the custom. Prepared Spells: Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Colour Spray, Enlarge Person.
Malwyn accepts his bag of gold without a blink of the eye, even though it was his recommendation to kill the soldier. He then tucks into the feast, listening to the conversation. As he begins to feel full he leans back in his chair and stretches. " A fine meal, my thanks to you Dar. Do you know where most of the flood waters come from? Perhaps that is where the beasts came from too. "
Malwyn looks around the group I guess this is where I speak up... " Well sir, I believe I know something of your boys condition. I am Malwyn, your boy, Jace, has been infected with the corruption. The beasts take people to their lairs and corrupt them with profane rituals. Jace must have escaped after the process... He is lucky to be himself right now, most people do not recover. Did you know you had these beasts in your lands? I have never heard of the disease being here before... " Malwyn pauses to give the captain a chance to answer before continuing. " The corruption is a horrid thing that grips at the soul first and changes the body second. I seems we saved Jace from the second fate when we killed the leader of the corrupted beast that attacked us on the road here. The reason we still had him bound, well, his soul is already tainted and he'll soon turn to evil things! At least that is what I have been taught. "
" Yes I suppose I probably do know the most. I'll just get comfortable first. " Malwyn drops his pack down at the end of his chosen bed he pulls back the covers and removing his shoes and coat he sits down. He places some jerky on the bedside table for Szarka and says " Once you are done with that maybe you could fly around and listen in to a few people's conversations. See what you can learn about this place and it's surroundings. Like why all those tents are out the front? " Malwyn then closes his eyes and will spend some time trying to recall everything he can about the corruption. Trup:
Despite the frosty reception when the guard shows the group thier room for the night Malwyn smiles. " Look! Proper beds! " he watches Lem go about the place with his dog and thinks the actively very strange, not knowing a thing about dogs. When Lem does his dwarf impression Malwyn chuckles. " You know that could have gone a lot worse, considering the stubbornness of dwarves. "
Szarka returns landing on Malwyns shoulder. " Cawldn't see any more. Caw. " Malwyn scratches his friends neck with his right hand . " I'm ready to move on. No doubt the smell of this place will quickly become even more unpleasant." He moves to the back of the second wagon planning to walk along behind and listen in to Jessops conversation with the stranger, his interest rekindled by the mans quick recovery. Prepared Spells: Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Sleep.
“I’m much better than yourself… not one managed to lay a claw on me or more importantly, my goods. You all were a fine lot to hire if I do say so myself. I should give you all a bonus… maybe. I think we should all take some time to be thankful we are alive. “ " I'm certainly happy to be so and I'm glad your happy with our service. Just curious, have you travelled this way much before? "
Malwyn ignores the renewed discussion about the ill man having already stated his opinion. " Szarka why don't you circle around our position and see if all is clear? " after the raven takes off Malwyn approaches Gerald. " Well Mr Bright, are you injured? "
" That was close... " Malwyn says, looking at the bloody mess left of the creature that tried to attack him and Ice.
Malwyn conjures one of his magic acid darts and sends it speeding towards C9
Edit: Ninja'd!
Malwyn watches Ice calmly shoot at the beasts even as they attack their companions at close quarters. Wow! I wish I could be as confident. he lets his crossbow drop to the crate between his feet and twists his Arms in intricate patterns and his right hand dips into a pocket then throws iron dust into the air. He chants words of power and finally directs it all at Krular I hope he takes this in his stride
Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Sleep.
Malwyn grabs his crossbow and scrambles up on top of the first wagons crates. " Perhaps you'd like to join me up here Ice Eyes? I'd say your bow would be just as effective if not more so from the higher ground. " Prepared Spells: Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Sleep, Enlarge Person.
Burnt my cheese toast under the grill! This is a breakfast disaster!
" I'm not sure, it's possible. The mutations can be different for each victim, if I'm remembering correctly. "
Wow. I really didn't expect Malwyn's plan to be that popular... Also why are my eggs foaming in a most unappetising way? Rice bran oil?
" Unfortunately he is not. This is the first stage of the Corruption, it's infecting his soul driving him mad, soon it will cause his body to mutate into something wholly other than man and then he'll probably attack and infect us! " "So easy to trust everything you hear?" Jessop says as Lem rides away. "Fine. Stop the wagon and help me unload him. Then the rest of you can be on your way." " Look now he's subdued let's carry on to somewhere we can camp. Preferably somewhere defensible, we can decide what to do with him then." Prepared Spells: Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Sleep, Enlarge Person.
"Uh guys, we may 'ave a bit of a problem" Gardsin says Malwyn turns around at Gardsin's words and sees him still struggling with the stranger. " Damnit I believe your right! That looks like The Coruption to me. I had suspected but now I'm sure. There's not much we can do, giving him a clean death and burning the body is what I suggest. "
The weary look in Malwyns eyes drops away as he hears the howling and the sick mans reaction, he stands next to the wagon looking alert, crossbow pointed into the vegetation trying to spot what's howling.
Trup: I'm not sure if the sick man condition has anything to do with the arcane or a monster that falls under that knowledge group but I thought I'd give it a try...
" I was hoping I'd left danger behind me... Those are some big gashes in his armour. " Placing his crossbow down nearby Malwyn helps with the packing up. Not a minute goes by that he doesn't lookup and around though. Prepared Spells: Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand. 1st: Grease, Sleep, Enlarge Person.
" So much for a safe trip. " Malwyn says stepping up beside Krular and Gardsin, loading his crossbow. It takes him a couple of goes to get the string set. lucky I didn't expend any of my spells yesterday. I'll have to plan to get up earlier. Szarka swoops down and lands on his shoulder. " Cawldn't spot any thing Malwyn. " Malwyn helps with keeping a look out. Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage hand.
1st: Grease, Sleep, Enlarge Person.
Malwyn helps with setting up camp as best he can but most of the tasks involved are foreign to him and he ends up getting in the way more than anything. Tripping over a support rope for the tents just after it's stake had been hammered in. He looks inside of the tents checking their size. How will I ever sleep sharing so small a place with so many he shudders with the thought. He's quite surprised as Jessop summons the globe but it puts him more at ease as no one makes a fuss about the magic. He sits down near the fire and takes a leather bound book from his pack opens it up and begins to study.
Malwyn walks along behind the second wagon. He knew about card games of course but he had never found the time to play one, perhaps tonight. He watches the others play trying to pick up the rules though he can't see the cards and periodically looking around as Krular does. Perception: |