Runeson takes a 5 foot step away from the skeleton and up against the wall, trying to put some distance between his foe, and brings his crossbow up to fire at the man next to troy
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runeson activates the wand again on troy, seeing he is still badly wounded
Runeson pulls the wand of cure light wounds free and slides into the room, getting close enough to Troy to cast the spell through the wand
Hearing the sudden commotion erupt from the room Runeson steps into the doorway, placing his hand briefly on Lief's shoulder at casting guidance
Runeson joins his comrades in searching the rooms and the bodies that are strewn about the rooms.
Runeson reaches out and places his hand on Troys shoulder for a brief moment channeling positive energy through his body and into true, casting cure light wounds.
Runeson runs forward into the building and casts guidance on Lief.
Runeson rushes up to the doorway and casts bless on all of his allies
Runeson nods his head, digging through the pockets of the men they just killed as well as searching the stable for anything of interest
"I mean, what are the odds" Runeson mutters to himself as he aims his crossbow at the bandit on his left.
runeson finds a space in the stable to try to hide himself.
Runeson tracks after the rest of the party, nodding when he hears Liefs plan, speaking softly "Sounds like a plan"
Runeson nods his head down towards the tracks before whispering "I think we should follow these tracks, hopefully catch the men unaware, might make our entrance into the building smoother
Runeson lets out a long exasperated sigh as he watches the bandit run back out into the wilderness. "You southerners are far too soft with your criminals. Best case scenario that man goes back to attacking people on the road, murdering them and stealing their s~++. We should have hanged him from this tree" To punctuate his point he taps on a nearby tree as he speaks before turning to address Lief "I think we should try to sneak in. If we attempt to lure them out they might figure out whats important to us and leverage their hostage against us. I think we need to hit them quick, quiet and before they realize who we are."
Runeson looks to the their prisoner "Would your leader negotiate with us? If we agree to spare them will they give us what they want? If not is there a back way in, a path you lot leave unguarded?
Runeson looms over the bandit, wide eyed and crazy haired, one han vigorously scratching in his beard as he speaks
"Is it just you fellas or are there more of you out there somewhere? You have any other targets come through this way? You seen some noble looking folks come this way?
Runeson moves towards the dying but not yet dead man, swiftly tossing his weapons out of his reach before casting stabilize on him. "It might be useful to know what we are walking into for a change lads"
Runeson steps forward and summons the divine energy that powers his magic, casting burning hands across the two bandits that remain.
Runeson lifts his crossbow and fires at the bandit furthest from the party.
"I think it would be for the best if you lead the way lief Runeson attempts to awkwardly stealth forward with the rest of the party
Runeson nods his head towards lief, a gentle expression of acceptance.
Runeson smirks at Troy's forwardness as he goes about grabbing himself some of the stew that was offered, once again nodding his head towards lief, a sign of appreciation.
Runeson lowers his head and continues to slowly push through the blizzard, raising his voice to be heard over the howling wind. "We need to find shelter, you southerners cant handle weather like this.." His voice trails off, not sure how long he can handle weather like this.
Runeson rushes forward and lines the two elements up, summoning his divine power he casts burning hands across them.
Runeson fires his crossbow at the northern elemental that the good doctor targeted with his curse.
Runeson lifts his crossbow and fires it at the fae.
"Friend stag, compatriots of ours were taken against their will, by creatures of winter. Have you seen anything that might help us find our people?
As Runeson spots the stag he clears his throat and steps forward. "Greetings noble stag, we come as friends." Runeson sounds very confident as he begins talking to what may very well just be an animal.
Runeson quickly loads another bolt and fires at the creature 25 ft north of him.
As waves of arrows land on their position Runeson is finally able to process what is happening and drops prone into the snow, searching the trees for his foes
He fails to notice any attackers for a moment before watching the wolf rush directly to one He swiftly lifts his crossbow and returns fire.
Runeson focuses the divine energy coursing through him and casts Bless.
Runeson digs through the chest and acquires himself a light crossbow and the 25 bolts if no one else needs them.
Runeson rushes forward to aid Faisal. Once more funneling positive energy into his absolutely wrecked form.
Runeson displays caution as the group walks towards the chest "That feels like bait"
Failing to notice anything specifically amiss however he makes zero move to stop anyone from opening the chest.
Runeson moves quickly, treating the wounded. Going to Kolach first he casts cure light wounds "You haven't found glory yet little baker"
Swiftly turning his attention to faisal "you fought bravely little bird"
Just 6 Conan the barbarian's.
Runeson takes a moment to catch his breath before rushing back into the fray, setting up on the corner of the wagon and casting burning hands across the two zombies.
Runeson stumbles away from the front line, sufficiently bloodied.
Runeson says a quick prayer, pressing his hand against one of the zombies. Casting Cure Light Wounds into it.
After the attempt Runeson takes a 5 foot step directly backwards.
Growing impatient Runeson mutters a curse under his breath as he storms over to the carriage. He grabs the spear and rips it free, flinging the weapon into the wilderness as he does so.
Runeson stands staring at the macabre sight, trying to recall if he has ever seen these very specific type of attacks
Runeson lifts his head up as he hears the doctor exclaim. "Well don't just yell at the man, help him out of there."
Runeson has no great love for people in general, but in his time here he has grown to appreciate the solitude and space the folks in the area have afforded him. Never bothering him about his unnaturally blue eyes, or the blackened charred skin that covers both of his arms. Runeson, spurred to action by his solitude being shattered once more, gathers with the others ready to share the redundant information he was able to piece together.
The white stag might also be an omen, we should search for it, it must be connected in some way. A sign from the Gods. Gather our warriors and set forth! For Glory!"
Wait, so if the front line the oracle (Who doesnt carry a weapon and has 3 spell slots) and a juggler? Oh man. This is shaping up to be a famous Nate style TPK. :) |