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[b]"Stay off of him or I swear you will have a new hole to breath through by the end of the night!"[/ooc]Mike shouts as he tries to tie up the opponents weapon with his short spear. He gives a good thrust during the struggle hoping to slice the man's sword hand to pacify him.
[/OOC]Thanks Aldras, that action sounds as good as any. I hope i won't be without a home computer for long so i don't have to keep doing this.[/ooc]
"Throw down your arms, no more blood has to be spilt tonight!" Mike shouts after blasting the area with his spell. Mike grabs his spear and readies in the event the briggands don't back down.
So whats everyone been up to?
Mike releases the bottle and looks at the arrows that were strewn across the terrain just in front of them. "We are going to need more than one bottle." Mike grunts knowing this is going to ruin all his trail food. Going back into his pack he opens the rest of his ration packs and hands a bottle to the two dwarfs, Bryn and keeps one one himself.
"Bryn lets turst Aldres with this." Mike retorts worrying that the wind might carry his words to the folks behind the rocks. "Just a second on that wine" Mike says dismounting form his horse to rummage through his pack. "I normally carry on with each of my rations incase I can't find fresh water." Working his way to one of the pre-packaged rations he breaks it open and pulls out the bottle of travel wine and decides it's as good a time as any to chew on some of the jerky before giving the bottle to Aldras. "I hope you know what your doing walking us into the lions den like this." Mike whispers before letting Aldras take possesion of the bottle.
Mike comforts his mount while he wonders if Aldras's bluff would work. Its a good bluff Mike thinks to himself but has concern if those fellows with the bows ask for proof. Mike takes action to give them a better chance of avoiding some fire if they decide not to play Aldras's game. "Breggal, Ulan, Bryn. Would you three be so kind to bring your shields to the front.?" Mike asks the bettered armored members before starting to murmer an incantation.
@ aldras: Suppose I did, with the short bow i mean. Long story short past 10ish days have been very demanding of me and i'm exausted. As far as previouse direction i thought i read and comprehended it all but guess i didn't. I will get everything sorted out with the DM thourgh PM i hope.
GM:
Hey good sir just checking in like you asked. Here is a list of what I have done during the downtime. Hope you got my PM explaining why I have been absent. Let me know if there are any issues with what I'm doing.
1: Gave the amulet to Sherlen Spearslayer hopeing to gain some favor with her. 2: Mike sets up a camp outside of a forest near Daggermark to work but returns to Daggermark Daily to perform his Malitia duties 3: Mike trades his MW Compostie short bow for a MW short bow at a loss 4: Mike is going to be sightly behind the rest but will catch up with his own horse before the encounter. horse and riding saddle purchased with money gained from his proffesion. Previously on Ordinary Heroes:
Mike takes his leave from the Dwrafs at the end of the day and returnes to the jewler. After hagling out the price which took the better part of the evening Mike finally throws 150 worth of gold at the jeweler. The pendant isn't anything special but should perform the desired task.
The fallowing morning Mike wrapes the amulet the best he can and heads over to the malitia office. On a card he wrights "To Sherlen Spearslayer. This is from the spoils gained from the Blue Feather Lizard tribe of the swamps outside of Cromm's Hold. In this amulet lies the love and memory for all those that were lost in that raid. Display it boldy and proudly in there living memory. Your Faithfull servant Mike Carpen of Two Creek Hamlet. Satisifed with what he did Mike tells the paige that he will be residing in a camp about a mile southwest of Daggermark plying his traid if he needs to be reached. The fallowing month and a half Mike does what he does collecting fur and meat to trade with the other merchants. Occasionally checkig in with the Dwarf's seeing what they are doing and dropping off the a boar to feast with them and the rest of the party if they are available. Before bed he was sure to practice his spells and bowmanship.
"6 weeks and i can't get the hang of this damn bow. Sir do you have just a regular short bow of equal quality to trade?" Mike shouts frustrated that to composite bow he aquired in the swamp just isn't suiting him. The trader just looks at him confused but is able to offer him what he wants and Mike goes on his way. One morning Mike gets a letter from the Dwarfs describing the task at hand and Mike packs his horst and heads off to meat them. "What a rude bunch." Mikes says to the group. "Not smart though, they could of had us.
DM - Looking for additional spells since i took a level of fighter instead of gaining a second level of wizard.
DM: With the amount of down time we have is there any chance my character can learn any knew spells from the library in the daggermark or the surrounding area. I also will be producing scrolls throughout the down time. Will have a list of what I plan on making with the required rolls later today. I will also post what i will be doing with the necklace.
Mike mostly kept stayed in the background after he and the two brothers left the library. He of coarse introduced himself to there father who said that he didn't mind a half human taking a kinship with his son's. Mike found the statement very odd but didn't let it show. Hey fella's after we tell the rest of the boys the news we might want to head to the dock. Maybe some of the fisher's and river traders know of the quarry or some isolated folks who live up there who might.
Mike was pleased by the warm welcome. "It just good to be around friends Breggel. I was hopping you wouldn't mind me spending the day with you two. Besides our troop I don't know many people in the city and riding home now would not be a good idea." "Hello Ulan." Mike replied as he came up behind Breggel waving a the map around in his hand. "I will see what my wizardly ways can reveal." After the pleasantries mike enters the dwarf brothers house dropping off his gear by the front door. "If we can't figure this out here we might find some kind of reference to this location at the library.
Riding back into Daggermark Mike was all too glad to dump the liazardman off with the regular guard and whispers a prayer of justice to the gods. After debriefing and splitting the loot mike decides to find a jeweler so he can set the amethyst into a pendant. After Mike was satisfied that he found a jeweler capable of the task he decided to go see what the Dwarfs were up to and enters the there shop, or knocks on the door to there house if the shop is closed up.
2nd Level in Fighter(Archer)
"Easy Breggel just stretching a joke too far in present company. I just want justice served even if this clot has to answer for his tribes actions." Mike hits the lizard-folks back with an open hand. About this time he spots one of the brown pelt lizard-folk. "Do you think he can translate for us?" he asks the group as he points out the impromptu guide.
Mike gave out a bit of a laugh to Lambert's comment and decides to take the joke a bit farther. "Of coarse Lambert. How else are you suppose to eat lizard, raw? No thank you.
"Maybe our dwarf friends can price those jewels for us. They are suppose to be good at those sorts of things." Mike says to Aldras after inspecting the amethyst and pearl. "Mind if i take the amethyst? Might make a nice piece of jewelry we can gift to our esteemed militia captain?" --------------------------------------------- "I think we should let the hamlet do as they will with the beast. Maybe we will get lucky and they will burn it. The smell might bring the rest of the tribe to us." Mike says after hearing Ulan talk about the beasts punishment.
Mike heads over to the bound lizard folk after retrieving his spear from the battlefield. Squatting down in front of it using his spear to help disperse his weight Mike watches as the spells affects wear off. "Do you speak common?" Mike asks after he thinks the lizardfolk has regained enough of his wits.
Mike draws his bow back as the affects of the spell set in. To him time almost slows down to a stand still as the lizardfolk looses his javelin. The shouts of the melee have become muffled and almost incomprehensible even though his mind still processed them as though time was flowing normally. Knowing his friend Breggal is in immediate danger Mike says a prayer to all the gods that have shown him favor that this arrow will bring it down to there level. Finally loosing to connect with his targets knee at the exact moment its weight will be completely in his forward leg should do the trick.
Mike annoyed with the lizard on the rock decides it's time he gets his. Especially after throwing one of his javelins. Shouting out the words for his spell Mike pulls out his bow and takes aim at the monster.
Mike slumps as he watches his spear sail wide and land somewhere in the marsh behind. Mike moves quickly to get to the flank looking for the best opportunity to cast offensively to try and even the numbers out. Finding his spot he pulls out the appropriate components from one of his many pockets. A burst of colored dust rushes from his hand and engulfs two of the monsters.
Mike jumps up and rushes forward with his spear held above his head. As he reaches the edge of the reeds he plants his foot and launches his spear with all his might at the lizardfolk sitting atop the rock. He hopes the impact will dislodge the creature from his advantageous position. While his spear is still in mid air Mike skilfully slinks back into the reeds preparing to draw his bow.
"Well shall we have some vengeance for the old man?" Mike whispers as he makes an elaborate gesture. Quickly finishing his spell with the spoken word Mike slaps Bryn's sword then presses forward with his short spear trying to keep himself unseen.
"We don't especially with that broken common the big one is speaking. Lets see how things develop since we have no advantage at the moment."
"Any one speak lizard?" Mike asks as he observes what the apposing group is doing.
Mike, more startled by the sudden apearance of such a large group of walking lizards then by the jet of fire quicly draws his spear. Slowly stepping forward (moves to F2) mike moves to talk with the majority of the not taking his eyes of the possible agressors. He also motions to bryn to move up to them. "Call me crazy but I don't think these things want to fight."
Mike startled by the swiftness of these giant monsters decides a more dramatic approach may be required to subdue them. Shouting in elven he summons the same burst of light he used to try and scatter the mosquito's earlier (casts flare as first standard action at the at the toad on L8). He again shouts the word causing the same burst of light in front of the other toad. (casts flare as second standard action at the toad on M4 then takes his free step to G6).
"So I guess this is happening." Mike says to no one as he watches the dwarfs prepair for a fight with the two animals ahead of them. Mike moves to the his horse and quickly recovers his bow and arrows (first standard action) and moves to the edge of the trail (5 foot step). His feet sink a little in the soft mud as he draws his bow and looses and arrow at one of the frogs (second standard action)
"What on Galorian is a, dinosaur? I can tell they are carnivorous and about man sized but that's all I can get from this observation. Mike throws his hands up casting Flare in an attempt to blast away the swarm of insects that gathered around him. "You know, it can wait. I just want to get this security detail out of the way and get back to Daggermark and away from these pests."
"Ask a stupid question." Mike replies before letting out a sigh. His horse neighs and shakes some mosquito's off its head. "This whole raid hardly seems worth the cost in blood they are going to pay." Mike continues as he helps sooth the beast from the ravenous insects.
"Aldras."Mike whispers. "How the hell did we end up in this mess?
"Bryn, i'm going to have to side with Breggal. Horses are not made for soft ground like that. Lambert, you mastered in the natural whats your take on the situation at hand?
Mike reaches over giving Aldras an appreciative pat on the pack for seconding his corse of action.
Scanning for both lizardfolk and human tracks
Mike is surpirsed at the girls calmness in such a stressfull situation. "Young lady, do you or anyone know how many lizardfolk are still roaming the swamps and also the size of Cromm's party?" After his conversation with the girl he turns to the group and shares any information gained. "Drlesh I don't like these beasts roaming in around the hamelts and strongly suggest we go help Cromm. I think the people here can handle the town.
prep:
Yes mike is wearing his armor despite the chance of spell failure. his bow is neatly clasped to the saddle as well as his quiver of arrows to ensure easy use when danger comes within site. He has his spear strapped to his back in the event things have to get close. His spell book is securly strapped to the back of the saddle. Might take a minute longer to get to then his bow but there is only so much room on a horse. "Nythys things are starting out early this tim around." Mike says to himself. Despite his urge to rush out the gate Mike calmly positions himself at the front of the column. He might not of received any combat training in the college but he was still the best rider the group has. He notiibly shifts uncomfterbly in his one size fits all malita armor as he ensures all his tools are easily accessable from his saddle.
summary: Mike returned home and talked with his Step Father about his recent urges to go back to arcane training. He understands and helps Mike dig out his old books and family ring.
He returns to Daggerfall with everyone who came to the cookout and wishes them the best with there training. Digging into his books seemed familiar and calming. Flipping through his almost empty spell book a note from his father written in Elven fell from the pages. "Elerossë Súrion, your human side always proved to be a challenge I could never cope with without your mother. Her passion for life was also yours and you so reminded me of her every day we woke. I divined that one day these books would be a great help to you. I know as a youth you could never truly adapt to the elvish school of learning but maybe in these human lands you will find a teacher who can keep the pace you require. I will always love you.
The note brought tears to Mikes eye's and he didn't look at his books again until his schooling started the next day.
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