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Zokon will go off with Durgan and then from there wherever seems the most popular opinion, To shops to get some nice clothes would be one and maybe even take Alia so we can get matching outfits for a united from\nt

Zokon also advises each of the others that they as having large roles in the new lands should also get appropriate clothes so we can all make a good impression.

Posh gives a smirk as he thinks about what he could potentially buy. He seems to go into a daydream of somesort before he looks for robes that are both fairly extravagant and with flashy colours that scream the element of Chaos. Something incredibly garish and would be a head-turner.

Durgan would offer to employ her as just a healer. With his own money. To avoid arguments.

If you wish to spend your own resources (gold, cohort slot, etc.) on giving her a different job and training her for that, that is your prerogative. As your Cohort she could level up and perhaps become the secret agent you envision. I do not think that "we" should employ her as anything more than a healer and do not wish to argue over the use of common funds. So I propose that either Alia or Durgan (or someone else) hire her but not "the party."

Tiefling looks are one "curse," I get that, and Wrecker is another. But thrice-damned? What's the third thing?

Posh will take some time to thank the Tiefling and promise to come back to chat some more once they return from the north.

"Civilization at last." cries the Magister from the window of his carriage. "Well, I'm off to my home come by the office when you get a moment as I will go over the support that Restov--err, Brevoy will be sending back with you. Also it is my understanding that the Lord Mayor is arranging a little party to mark the occasion of your yours and the other exploratory group's successes."

And with that his carriage and guardsmen depart.

Lemme know your character's immediate plans for the next day or two.

"A party you say?" Posh asks with a wide grin as he seemed to already be putting together what he wanted to do "Plenty of women I hope?"

Well, from my perspective, it would be a half-human.

The Elf-Side is pretty much a given considering I would be the mother :P
That said, I think there are a lot of more important things to discuss with current topics - this won't be relevant for a long time yet.

Oh no, especially as Alia is very much the kind of character with a lack of interest in that area I imagine.

Well, the knocking-up will be left to the dice, so we'll see.

That said, no, because there's been so much change with the maturing rate and lifespan of mixed-races. So I'll work something out with GM if it comes to that.

Perhaps a half-way as I'm assuming it'll be a half-elf of somekind.

Oh yeah, tell me about banks...

When we got our second kid, money was a bit tight - Car broke, Washing Machine broke, some circumstances simply got together that went beyond our "on-hand"-emergency fund.
So, we tried to withdraw some money from our savings.
The bank flat out told us that was not possible, because the savings account was originally opened in my SO's home town.
And we would need to go there and have the data updated, then we could come back and withdraw.
One of us was working 60 hours a week in 2 jobs, the other was 39th+ week pregnant, and they wanted us to take a long trip to get the savings book update because they are unable to do that between different branches?
We ended up taking a loan from a different bank, then repaid it later when we dissolved our savings account from the afore-mentioned bank.

I do hope things work out for you and best of luck finding a better banking option for you. We did, and have not regretted it.

Hopefully this new government of ours is far smarter than mine. Especially as we bailed out banks, but didn't bail out a travel company that was leaving people stranded overseas.

Speaking on pregnancy if Alia ever gets knocked up, will you be referencing the Book of Erotic Fantasy where Elves stay pregnant for 2 years?

[dice=will]1d20+2

Poshbot whirls and capers out of sight (and scene).

"I'll be back later this week!" he cries as his feet carry him away.

To Zokon there does not seem to a single source, but a small string orchestra playing all about them. Alia is ready to pounce herself but doesn't find a willing and open target.

Slowly, the music turns, and becomes that late-night tavern standard whose lyrics Illthir interjects into the mix. Aided of course by Victoria's light magic and a few of those small squares of mirror that men at camp use for shaving.

The smoke disperses after a minute of this. And because Illthir's choice of song is sooo long whatever other enchantments there are seem to fade, and strengthen repeatedly over the course of the minutes long performance. In these times some members of the camp who where not taken by the spirit of the music are and those that were might find temporary reprieve, or no forced compulsion to dance at all beyond their own appreciation of the art.

The music finally comes to an end, leaving most of the men at camp breathless and staring about. And a few covering up because women are present.

And then off in the distance party can hear a jarring, but plainly victorious tune that fades to nothing under the eaves.

END COMBAT

Sorry, some recent issues. My mum broke my wireless so my internet is spotty at most... Also flying away?

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Posh hacks and coughs and tries to fight through the smoke.
"How? By farting on us all?" he calls out in an attempt to piss the voice off as he was struggling to find his way, getting up and drawing out his blade to fight whatever this was.

Does Posh recognise the voice at all?

I thought Posh was in the watch order? Also I assume Posh is still asleep.

I was tempted to vote for myself as ruler since, that's what Posh would do, but considering Alia and Zokon appear to have become a pair it would be just seen as kinda petty jealousy so he's gone with the popular vote.

@Posh: Royal Fool! That is perfect! No offense meant at all, Posh, but that's the most undercover kinda job

@Alia: I was thinking of wondrous items crafting. Perhaps we can pool our efforts

I think Posh would take that as a compliment!

Posh's suggestions:

Poshopolis
Gnomoria
DieGnomeDie (No, it's German. It means The Gnome The!)

Actual suggestions:
Gaen Vale (Close to Green Vale which considering where we are, would make sense.)
Arcadia (still sounds cool)
Themiscyra (Who doesn't want to be surrounded by Amazonian women? As long as they aren't the Amazons from Y: The Last Man On Earth)

In response to Posh "Aye, I hope I do, not only cos she's wicked good with that sword." he smiles a little but seems to be scanning the terrain... maybe looking or trolls?

"I'll leave you to it. Have a good night everyone." he smiles, heading for his own tent, however, he is more than willing to fill in the watch order.

Consort, for the time being.

To some extent, this is practical.
Both Alia and Zokon have reasons to consider it such.

But be certain that Alia will not forget your help with her blade.
We have no idea what it will cost...but she will not have you carry that burden by yourself.

Consort? Makes sense that it would certainly be a practical situation.

It will be interesting for the cost, but as a player I'm also curious about when Raven will appear again and Posh, having no idea of the dramatic interlude, will not have any reason to think she might kill him apart from his own paranoia.

It'll be very interesting to see what happens.

Certainly a interesting turn of events. I wonder what will happen with this nation and who is going to be doing what. Are Alia and Zokon going to be rulers?

Zokon engages in the embrace finding it more comforting than he imagined.

He then bring his face before hers and engages in a short kiss while looking into Alia's eyes.

The uncertainty of just how far he should go is evident on his face to Alia, but he does seem very sincere.

Posh sighs but smiles, happy for the two of them to have found each other. Chances were things wouldn't have worked out between the two of them and she wouldn't be in danger if the Barbarian King decided to kill him, but he hadn't heard nor seen anything about him so it could've been his paranoia speaking.

"Zokon, you better make her happy or I just might steal her off you." he joked, but did look to her blade, wondering about what he'd have to pay for retrieving it.

Perhaps we should create a floating city and call it Laputa!

If the female Half-Elf Illthir(who also was a former Grey Maiden) turns out to be the Gnome Posh's Father, I will literally retrain into Summoner and get a Balrog Eidolon I'll name "Fly".

So every time someone goes "OMG what's that?" I can stand proud shouting "Fly, you fools!"

I totally want to see that!

Illthir will get some really high boots, a black robe and a voice modulator and simply decree "YOUR DARK LORDS COMMAND IT!" whenever someone questions our rule ... :P

Posh will then resist, get his hand cut off and whilst fighting ontop of a spire Illthir goes.

Poshment Underhill wrote:

Posh just watches as Alia seems to be carted off for a debrief.

"I might, just let me handle something..." he states as he begins to find a way to attempt to sneak towards the tent Alia and co were in to try and listen into the conversation.

** spoiler omitted **

Andriel does take note of the gnome though. He doesn't say a word. He just stands there watching Posh with those cold, critical, blue, elven eyes until the gnome leaves.

Posh tries to give him his best dashing smile and decides to leave, looking for somewhere nearby to cast Vanish and then slowly creep back to get a good earful of what's going on.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28 (possible +1 due to attraction?)

Stealth: 1d20 + 20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 20 + 11 = 45

@GM

Sorry I've not updated the character yet. I don't have Herolab working as I've reinstalled the OS a few times so I do not have the licence key. I'm trying to find it and will rebuild Posh best as I can do.

"Well who is coming into Brevoy to get our new resources and potentially visit my family?"

Posh just watches as Alia seems to be carted off for a debrief.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Zokon tries to subtly tell Posh "It seems to be one of those elves.. you like a human noble but all elfy."

Posh nods, agreeing with the statement here.

Scarlet holds back a full on laugh as she pulls Posh aside. "You tryin' to get us killed? At least I'd die with a smile. While Alia uses some elven diplomacy, let's see what changes they made since they took over."

Posh still seems irritated, but nods.

Poshment Underhill wrote:

Just realised I haven't leveled up Posh. I've cleared my hard disks a few times, but should rebuild him sometime.

I had mentioned it a few times, but so long as as everyone in the party is within a level, or so of each other it's fine with me if you are aiming for HARD mode. If it ever gets to the point where I need to add three levels of druid and a level of mystic theurge to a PC then we would really need to talk.

I need to do some serious backtracking. I assume everyone is level 4th or 5th?

Serena Mistcastle wrote:

Serena is caught by surprise by the sudden and savage attack, and by the time she finds her tongue, it is all over. Hearing the sharp-tongued elf, she turns and regards Maethadis with a raised eyebrow. "And you are... who? Exactly?"

"My name is Lady Maetadis. I and my companion, Andriel, are here on business that is none of your concern. Rather you should just consider yourself lucky that we arrived when we did."

"Excuse me Miss Maetadis, but do you need any help pulling that stick out of your backside?" Posh asks, somewhat annoyed at this elf's way of addressing his companions and grinning as he makes this statement.

perform comedy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Still not updated the stats, I'll get to it now though in the discussion thread.

Posh keeps looking over towards Alia, moving away from Erevenywg since the two of them seem to be uncomfortable being near the fey creature. Alia for his own reasons and Posh due to how she saw through his disguise so easily.

"Alia, do you believe peace can be brokered with the Kobolds? They have not been known to be honourable creatures." he states, looking uncomfortable with the suggestion, but not outright aiming hatred at the scaleykind "I'm worried they may turn on us if they become desperate enough."

(Sorry I thought it refreshed and didn't realise I was responding to a much older post)

Posh keeps looking over towards Alia, moving away from Erevenywg since the two of them seem to be uncomfortable being near the fey creature. Alia for his own reasons and Posh due to how she saw through his disguise so easily.

"Alia, do you believe peace can be brokered with the Kobolds? They have not been known to be honourable creatures." he states, looking uncomfortable with the suggestion, but not outright aiming hatred at the scaleykind "I'm worried they may turn on us if they become desperate enough."

Scarlet looks at Byron dead in the eye. "Your family needs you here, not with the camp."

Scarlet sighs. "So they want to claim the land, is it? I thought we had an agreement with 'em. We need to get there to stop whatever's going on there."

When she sees Illthir trying to catch up to Sneeg, Scarlet snorts. "Oh, leave the old man to die. If he tries to return to the camp, Akiros is gonna run him through. Besides, I'm not gonna let anyone get hurt at Oleg's. Never again."

Posh nods heavily in agreement, thinking back to the loss of Oleg.

With the alarm going off, Posh attempts to counter and bolster his party mates by chiming in with an oddly beautiful and upbeat melody. He spends the rest of his action remaining where he is and hoping his song carried on the wind towards the party, but he does eye Mikmek suspiciously that they may have been led into a trap of some kind of the kobold should do something to defuse the situation.

Inspire Courage

Just realised I haven't leveled up Posh. I've cleared my hard disks a few times, but should rebuild him sometime.

fort save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Posh, though tired manages to find the strength to keep on and not simply fall asleep in the saddle. However he fails to pay much attention, listening to the music of their fey companion.
"Erevenywg, I have to ask. How did you know it was me when I was disguised back at the Manor?" he guessed she must've had some kind of special sight that gazed through illusions.

Alia nods to Scarlets answer, then adds: "If you are growing tired of reinforcing fortifications, feel free to gather and stockpile materials instead. There's at least a couple bridges that need to be built or rebuilt nearby, and that takes a lot of wood. Basically, make sure to keep the people who stayed busy and focused on a goal until we are back. We'll try to hurry up!"

Sound good to me. Unless we are short a horse and that would slow us down. In that case we could leave Erevenywg behind...

Posh nods, smiling at the chance to be on the road again, though possibly more so due to travelling with Alia once again.

"Well, yeah, but that's only because the men didn't really trust Dovan--the man was a snake." says the man with the rag-covered Iomedaean longsword. "What do you even want me to do with them?"

"For the moment I recommend start on making repairs to the fort and await our return. Even if all repairs are made, the defences need repairing, the dead need burying and without us you should have plenty of food." the Gnome spoke up as he hoped to calm his anxiety.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

[dice=Posh, Scarlet, Zokon]1d3 Alia's inside the fort, rummaging through the Stag Lord's treasure.

The little black-scaled kobold grabs Posh and tugs at his arms trying to drag him away from the growing bandit celebration all the while yapping in his uncouth Draconic dialect.

** spoiler omitted **

"Guys, the kobold here says we have something important. Something about war is coming and I need to bring the smooth skins with me." he shrugged but wasn't sure what to say to the others as he was thinking about what to do or what the group should go before attempting to speak back to him in a more refined, but not dragon perfect draconic.

Power. That's what they understand.

"Oi, listen up!" Scarlet gathers a crowd. "The Stag Lord is dead. Here's his helmet, torn off his scraggly body."

"THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PREY UPON THE WEAK! Restov is en route to hang every bandit they see when they get here."

"But I've got a better idea. Turn legit and guard our fort. You do that, and Restov will give you a meal and a bed instead of a prison and a noose. A much better plan, eh? We have to clean this place of the zombies and a whole lot of cataloguin'. If you help, you get to eat. If you don't like it, take a hike and become a farmer. But if you're going to become a bandit you may as well let us kill you now."

"So, who's ready?"

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 +1 to those who may find the gnome attractive!

"Join us and not only will you be able to work legitimately, but you'll never be hunted again! You can start up your own lives and you won't be in danger. In this life, you rarely get a second chance, if ever. Take up arms with us and start up your new life! Join us for this once in a life-time opportunity." he comments up too, attempting to bolster the speech

Give a little whistle?

Whistle Stop?

So step one is say hi to the rest of the bandits? Let's see how that works out then : )

Perhaps I should play a beautiful melody to sway them to our side? Like a Disney movie!

Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

As to the charter, is Slide 3 up to date? That would suggest several hexes still to explore.

Yes. Those are the places officially mapped and explored. There will the chance to do a little more before we transition into the next book, but time will be a thing, so if there's a hex or two (or twelve) that you want to map before heading back now's your chance.

Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

And are we close to leveling?

As soon as you collect your reward on the Stag Lord (from the Brevic authorities; different from the reward Scarlet receives from the late Davik Nettles).

We could find out if the ghost is happy with the body and keep the head for the Brevic authorities? After all, he's dead regardless. That's Posh's opinion is that dead bodies are dead bodies and he should be happy with that. Then again...Posh did make a deal with a creature living in the darkness of a well for a certain person's irreplaceable sword so...

Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

RPGGGM wrote:

There are other ways to extinguish the fire, or otherwise mitigate the danger.

Oooh, like talking to him as Serena is doing -- or Poshbot's ploy...

Yes, we have a few different options here.

Just remember Posh has a Wisdom score of 7.

He's about as wise as a rock...

Now that the immediate threat of the explosive barrels is past, Victoria is intrigued by them. "What was this Stag Lord planning to do with all of this? You all saw the size explosion the other barrels made. This could blow up a town." She shudders momentarily remembering how the creepy dark elf threatened to do gods-know-what to her. "We may want to finish searching this place to make sure there aren't any more surprises."

Posh remains silent for a moment, shaking his head as he looks at the explosives and remembered what he heard about Oleg.

"Hold sir, we do not need to fight!" Posh shouts as he tries to calm the situation with his magic to try and enchant him.

Charm Person DC 16 Will

"What in the hell?" Posh exclaims out loud as he looks over the bloody pile, not sure what on earth just happened.

[DICE=Mr. Bear fort save]1d20+8

The bear's eyes go milky white. "RRRAAH!!" It sounds even angrier now.

[dice=Illthir direction]1d8

Scarlet tosses alchemical fire into the swarm. Illthir's alchemist's fire though flies askew crashing at Alia's feet. Splash damage to Alia, Illthir, Serena, and the bats.

Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

Waiting to see if the party can disperse the bat swarm - if so I will attack and 5' step back.

That would be 'no.'

"That's one less worry!" Posh called out before facing the bats, being uncertain what he could do against such a swarm, so he casts vanish on himself.

Posh raises an eyebrow, irritated that the bear wasn't blinded.
"Encore!" he shouts before attempting to blind him once again

Blindness DC 17 fort save from the bear

And how many cellars are flooded because bears break in to gnaw on the piping? Animals are a menace!

:P

They usually like to steal Picnic baskets. Dammit rangers, do your job!

"Looks like Papa Bear is pissed!" Posh smirked before he soon realised he had no performances left so he attempted to blind the creature with a spell.

Blindness DC 17 fort save from the bear

Was going to say Yogi, but decided to change it since no one in this world would know who Yogi is or any reference to Hanna Barbara cartoons. Captain Caveman!

"Maybe try that one," Victoria suggests, pointing to the east (or whatever direction that is right next to Durgan).

"I apologise for not introducing myself earlier, mlady." Posh bows to the woman with a smile "Maybe I should hold introductions until we have cleaned up this place?"

Just letting you know, I'll most likely be without internet from tomorrow morning until tuesday night.

Np. Thanks for letting us know. Though it feels like the adventure might be wrapping up. At least part 1,though I'm curious where the GM will take this.

"I'm more interested if everyone is safe, but that said who is this old man?" he looks around to find and follow Alia or Scarlet, assuming that the latter is with her.