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Guys I have handed in my notice to GN_Wu i'm afraid- having to cut back on PbP's as i'm struggling for time far, far more than anticipated. Its been a pleasure to game with you all and assuming GM is willing, you may see a return of Nesteruk once my intense degree is finished next year.
Deep in the depths of his mutagen-induced rage, Nesteruk howled in equal parts dismay and fury as Chardak staggered and finally fell in a pool of blood. He surged into the bandit, swinging his greataxe in a wild arc.
With no more javelins remaining, Nesteruk turned his anger to the doors leading inside the building- hacking at it with his greataxe, alchemically enhanced muscles quivering.
His anger merely growing despite his injury, Nesteruk stepped back away from the barn to hurl another javelin at the closest rooftop bandit. The projectile hurtled through the air at devastating speed to hit him...
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Nesteruk imbibed his newly enhanced mutagen with a heavy frown, wincing as if in agony as he drank deep from the foul extract. The alchemical effect on his limbs and body was immediately apparent, as his muscles expanded with a brutal cracking sound, his upper body growing in bulk. The already strong half-orc now put even a strong Orc to shame and he growled deeply from within his throat as he struggled to focus, not used to the new sensations. Axe in hand, he prepared himself to surge out of the mist...
Only the dead? It does not sound like a menace to Lastwall, friend Ronigan. Do you know anything else about it?
Ah yes, good catch. For some reason I thought the lamellar Nesteruk wears was medium, threw me off. That and this is my first Alchemist... Well, no harm done. Herolab would have picked it up anyway.
Nesteruk looked on in amusement as he arrived too late to the fray, well-shielded via his spell.
Masterwork breastplate? Yes please. Let me know if I should add it.
Seeing that the creatures were obviously hungry, Nesteruk prepared himself for a fight- stepping to C12 and unsheathing his axe from the straps upon his shoulder, and drinking one of the alchemical mixtures he had prepared earlier that day.
Nesteruk will want second rank or so yes. And he'll stay close to Chardak...
Nesteruk looked a bit wary now that the strangers matched their own numbers. Grinby, is he also with you? he asked, starting to sound a little suspicious.
Another half-orc stood close to Chardak, of a similar size and physique. Together they looked quite imposing, although Nesteruk greeted the two with a warm smile, contrasting with Chardak's suspicion. A true Lastwall man, born and bred! he exclaimed with a wry smile at Grinby's statement. Well met to you both. I am Nesteruk of Vigil. We would welcome you along our bandit hunt... Can't be too careful.
Don't really want any of their gear tbh... Think Nesteruk's only loot is still the axe. Edit: Yup, pretty much. I'll take the crossbow and bolts when it comes down to it. Edit 2: Got Nesteruk updated in Herolab, when exactly are we levelling, this evening game time? I have quite a story critical (well, Nesteruk's story) and mildly disturbing moment I need to play out around the campfire as part of level up lol. Edit 3: HP roll-
Will try and get it done this evening.
Just stinging nettles. Is it much further Ronigan?
You really don't want to touch that my good man. Nesteruk warned him. I'd advise finding a way around. They can be pretty painful.
Come, a wild dog is nothing to what we might face later... Jondar, see to this good man of Lastwall's wounds.
Nesteruk brought the axe down in a brutal arc, trying to end the wild thing's life in a single, merciful blow.
I think i'll take the liberty to add some Sense Motive DC's to Nesteruk's "slips" in future. Personally got no problem with skills like that being used on PC's- if I had it my way, Diplomacy could be used by NPC's to influence PC attitudes :P. RPing his low charisma with the moments of awkwardness and slips. Although how the group will react when he spontaneously develops a third arm should be highly amusing.
Well in any case, we've rid the road of one more menace that could have harmed a honest traveller. Onwards then?
We thank you Nesteruk said sincerely to Chardak as he wiped the gore off his axe. We?!?! Nesteruk, you blathering idiot...
I'm back in action, thanks for your patience.
Nesteruk nodded in thanks to Chardak. Hold it still... he warned the half-orc as he unslung his axe from his shoulder and cleaved the little pest in two.
I'll be out of contact until the very end of July, due to a trip to Kiev followed by days spent packing up the flat i'm living in here in Ukraine followed by a 3 day bus journey back. Its easier to just declare my absence now rather than try and keep up with things during this busy time. Roll on August!
Nesteruk was anxious to get out of the tavern and investigate further problems. He spent some time in the corner of the tavern quietly preparing some vials for use in the day.
Its just a very rough time for me both health-wise and work-wise so i'm just being quite passive and hoping the others will take lead. Still here, still motivated to play. Probably best to nudge us forward.
Nesteruk shrugged and sat next to his Half-Orc comrade, eagerly eating and drinking. Well met Ronigan. Your duty to Lastwall does you credit. I am nesteruk, of Vigil.
Ok, so keeping the axe and taking 76GP- works for me. Thanks guys.
Sorry guys i've been pretty ill. Right. Where did we get to on loot? How much GP do we have to spend now?
Nesteruk followed the others. Once any items were left after the group took what they needed, he said- We should sell the rest. Perhaps the local militia here will be interested in purchasing this gear.
Nesteruk was too polite to press his other, unanswered question. He turned to the others- Does this sound like something you might be interested in following up on, or has our time working together come to an amiable end?
Was the wand the only reward for this task? A good man died fighting for your wife, perhaps you should honour his sacrifice by providing coin to keep us fighting the good fight for Lastwall. Another task would also be welcome. This was far more rewarding than militia duty, that is for certain.
Sorry I hadn't posted much. Things got pretty busy and I barely kept up with the games I DM. Should be getting back into the swing of things now.
Nesteruk looked a little taken aback that Chardak addressed him in Orc, but answered, a little hesitant as though his tusked mouth was no longer used to speaking in the language- Orc:
The leadership of the town is surely his by right. Incompetent leaders do not last long in such a place. "Your patrols are weak or they would have killed the orcs before now. They would not fight the orcs with us. Gorum can not be pleased with such cowards." Nesteruk had been silent for some time but he spoke up here, a little awkwardly. Come, Chardak, not everyone can be expected to fight at every opportunity. They are serving the kingdom as best they can and they chose their path. Every man in Lastwall must do his bit for the realm and they risk their lives for theirs. I am sure, when the time comes, they would hold the line he chided, placing great emphasis on his final three words. Nesteruk addressed the mayor- This patrol does not report to you then, milord? he asked, pronouncing the title as a common man does, rather than a nobleman's "My Lord". Who do you surmise they report to?
Nesteruk looked confused. Why would they shun us? Lastwall is not known for shunning anyone who steps up in the defence of its settlements. Even though I originally came from the Hold of Belkzen, they have always made me welcome in Vigil once I proved myself.
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