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Matheus springs to the fore spear in hand. "DIE FIEND!"
The spear passes straight through the creatures ribs and out its back. It looks annoyed, and only very slightly worse for wear. From the wound and spreading outward a frosty rime grows along the spear's shaft and up to Matheus's hand.
"HELLS TH-THAT'S C-COLD!"
Matheus looks up from Lord Varn's side and says "He's alive!"
"Surprises makes me rate things poorly..." Illthir thinks out loud. Certainly loud enough for the imp to hear.
"Well, if no one else is going to try it." Matheus steps forward and tries the door. It seems to be locked, but the moment he tries it a loud, hallow-sounding gong sounds.
"What was that?" The room is suddenly cast into a magical darkness.
A cool breeze cuts through the room blowing some of the papers off the big table. Perception DC 22: Looking around you notice the source of the breeze is that one of images of the swordlords displayed in the stain glass window directly to the east is missing!
"I already have one, thank you!" shouts Matheus. "Oh, I wish I had my spear."
Round 1! (Theme ♬)
Lifting and Dragging A character can lift as much as his maximum load over his head. A character’s maximum load is the highest amount of weight listed for a character’s Strength in the heavy load column of Table: Carrying Capacity.
Then if Illthir holds Ditzy up, it might work. It seems a bit tricky but not Cirque du Soleil level. I actually saw one of their traveling live shows once a few years back. Highly recommend. And if that doesn't work... "Does anyone have Enlarge Person prepared? Or a scroll or potion?" "Um, no." says the spearless spear fighter.
Out front of Ser Richard Iannuchi's Manor
"Quickly! Up the stairs we must find my Lord Varn!" Shouts Matheus leading the way.
Vorst rushes to the stricken Alisa. Matheus jumps in once more with his curious tripartite blade but can do little against their elemental opponent, before diving out of the way for Durgan.
The fire explodes outwards in all directions occupying all of the visible interior of the building. "MY SPEAR!" wales the fighter.
Round 15! (Theme ♬)
dice:
A dagger seems to appear from nowhere in Mateus's hand. He steps forward and the blade opens like like a broad angled fork, and catches the genie's broad curved blade between its pinions. He twists the pommel, but the efreeta's grip on her falchion proves too much for him to break.
The efreeta worries the dwarf with her falchion but he is able to exit the burning building with Alisa's limp form. Mother Vorst continues to channel the power of the Lady of Graves to fortify her companions. The fire engulfs the center of the room Durgan has just emerged from.
Round 15! (Theme ♬)
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"Oh? I was just finishing." says Matheus. Smiling he rises from his seat and collects his own dishes.
He adresses Matheus first as harmony and trading with neighbours is paramount Matheus says his lord is all in on trading with the Greenbelt. "The Tors are a great source of stone, and freshwater fish. And though we have groves of trees, they are not nearly so many as you do in the Narlmarches." he explains. He adresses Allisa second as thete is something about her and he is in a quandary over the other two. All of Zokon's talk with Allisa is light and breezy. At the end he doesn't come away with much of anything new.
I guess here to get a game of Society, I'm fairly new to 2e. That's fine because this is the First Edition thread. The other one is over here. ;)
"And it is here we make our farewells." says Matheus from his saddle. "We travel to the mountains, and to our new home of Varnhold. I'm sure Lord Varn will welcome you to his keep once it has been completed and fitting for such noble company. I also look forward to the day that he may visit your home so that I might lead his vanguard into your feast hall and join you in the first toast. Do not be strangers now."
"Yes well i'll tell you a few of the relevant points, I don't know that much and most of my information is out of date." "Lucky you." says Matheus with a wistful sigh. He keeps his voice low so as not to wake the sleepers. He takes a seat near the fire and sets his spear down. He takes a long swig from his tankard and sighs again. dice:
The night is clear and nearly perfect. Durgan notes that even the the wind moving through the grass makes it sigh, like a bowstring coming to rest upon a violin. Just the sort of night to sleep out under the stars. more dice:
Serena eyes the poster with a bemused smirk. "Pleasures of the flesh are hardly immoral or illegal. There's something to be said for an occasional romp in the hayloft. Why I'll bet that you've gone a round or two in your youth." "Under all that armor you are indeed a lady of the cloth. Silk sheets no doubt." Matheus says smiling suggestively at the paladin.
A young spearman who looks more like a dandy strides over to the party, and doffs his tricorn hat with low bow. "Ladies! I trust you are safe? It was a very near thing, your rescue." "Matheus Castigan, at your service." He does his bow again. "You can thank Lady Maethadis, and Andriel here for getting us to come out here. Still, without your torch," he says turning to Scarlet, "the battle wouldn't have gone nearly as it did for us. I don't think or the locals will have to worry about kobolds bothering you for a while." |
