Ragnar Barrowheim's page

I am here!

After the meeting with the Baroness and her son, Ragnar drives his cart to the Inn where he pulls out his scales and assesses their loot and divvies up the shares for the party. He takes a bath and gets changed into his priestly garb.(The daggers are in his share)
"I am going to visit the temple and then check out the market in town here. Stickyfingers you are with me. The rest of you can come with or bugger off and do your own thing as you wish."

Alright I think this wraps up our scene here. Unless the GM has anything else he would like to tack on?

We have a variable amount of down time so what would people like to do next?

Explore town, meet more NPCs, shopping?

Primary:
Ragnar wants to drag Halders to the temple of Abadar and get to know more of the locals and the town: merchants, farmers, and law enforcement

Secondary:
He is also keeping his ears open for opportunities to make some extra money and will be shopping for upgrades to his gear.

Tertiary: Trying to keep Halders out of trouble snd get him to act more like an Abadaran.

No worries :)

I have been job hunting and dealing with homeowner stuff myself so things have been crazy here too, Shondra.

I hope your kiddos enjoy school safely, Halders!

Galessa, I would melt down having to deal with both of those bureaucracies at once! Goddess bless you with extra sanity.

Folks have been fairly quiet lately?

How are things going for everyone?

Ok loot total w/ selling Daggers for 501 GP (not 1004GP), and 100 from selling the plaque and split 4 ways=748 GP each

"That is a deal on the plaque. Thank you and if we find any other historical artifacts we will be sure to give you first pick."

Did any of the loot detect as magical?

Ragnar sets down his pack and produces the plaque and pair of daggers for Arnholde. "This plaque was found in a torture chamber with the familiar of Lady Cantelcure, and these daggers are the key to Baron Sarvo's vault." He He rubs his chin and beard thoughtfully. "I would still keep others out of there. It is home to naught but the restless dead, traps, and automatons now."

Appraise our found loot: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

I'm happy to sell them off and look at a wand of CLW, pot of vanish instead.

Not point in having those daggers if he can't get into the right situations.

Are you going to rebuild?

Ragnar says his farewells and head back out and to the Inn.
One the way he stops Halder's "Leave Hunclay's manor be for now, there will be nothing but trouble found in there for now." The old priest rubs his chin and speaks to the rest of the group. "I am heading back to the Inn so I can get cleaned up and grab a bite before I visit the Temple."

He also double counts the gold from the Baroness, reassesses the gems' worth with his scales and casts detect magic on all of the loot paying close attention to the daggers. Galessa and Shondra are given their shares. (722 GP)

Taking 20 on the Appraise checks if I can.

I think this would be a good time to introduce Amaris.

"Consider it done. We are going to take a day or two to prepare before we venture back down. If you need to reach us we are currently lodging at the Wise Piper Inn."

I am sorry all, I miscalculated.
I thought the reward was 500GP EACH, not total.

The split for Shondra, Galessa, and Ragnar is 722 GP.

This is assuming that Halders keeps the daggers. (Value 1004GP total)
Halders would then owe 211 GP to the 'party fund'. (The difference between the split of 792 for each party member and +1 for the one gold left after the split.)

Would people like this RPed out? Or hand-waved to have happened?

If any of the PCs object to this split Ragnar would negotiate and make Halders guarantee the loan to him and the Church of Abadar directly. (He would make up the difference out of his share but be QUITE unhappy about it.)

If questioned as to why he would do this he would just curse and say he wouldn't expect them to understand.

The old dwarf weighs it in his hand and smiles to her. "No your Grace, I trust it is all there." He secures the bag to his pack and resumes his usual serious look. "We are interested, what would you have us do? Also we could clear out the manor for you. I suspect we would fare better than the guards against anything left behind by the wizard. Then there is the matter of the savage kobold chief under the tower that needs to be dealt with. We are for hire on this as well."

I am considering a Darkwood Light Crossbow and a Darkwood Buckler
,MW backpack, Healer's Kit and a couple CLW potions and one or two scrolls.
What sort of utility gear should we pick up? Climber's kit?

Ragnar waits until everyone is finished at the undertakers and drives his cart to the Baroness' manor.

I'm not really sure what to get...

Should I buy a wand of CLW for utility, or perhaps Colour Spray and a potion of vanish. Or should I buy a mithril shirt?

Any suggestions would be helpful :)

Keep in mind your Mithral Daggers would add up to about 1000GP so if you want to keep them they would be your share of the haul

Ragnar bows his head."The circumstances of his passing may require further investigation. Once that has been resolved we would be happy to turn over any items that were on his person when we found him. As a priest of Abadar I would be happy to assist with the accounting and transfer of his estate for a small fee."

Our total loot value is @ 4665 GP (Plus the bronze plaque, and this total includes the 500GP for each of us from the Baroness.)
Divided four ways it is 1166 GP 2SP 5CP for each of us.

I have it up now.

Ragnar wearily approaches the undertaker and enters. "Hello? Mistress Honas? We are in need of your services?", he calls soberly.

Assuming she is available he would lead her to Hunclay's body in his cart and inquire about its disposition.

FYI-

Halders and I have been tracking loot and info the party has found. I can upload a Drive/Google Docs file or put a note in my character description if it would be helpful. Do you have a preference?

The old dwarf nods sharply."These old bones need the rest. All of this fighting, climbing, and too many close calls. I want to get a good accounting of what we found and also introduce myself at the local temple. So we are agreed then?"
Alright let's head back, report in and enjoy a few hours of shopping and down time at least.

Oh we are rolling for HP?

HP for level 2: 1d8 ⇒ 8
Tough old dwarf!

+1 Skill Point into Healing, Sense Motive, and Diplomacy

Ragnar nods and waits for the kobolds to leave before turning speaking to the party as he walks stiffly over to Hunclay's body."As much as I want to get back to the inn and go over our spoils, we need to deal with him. This place spawns the unquiet dead and I don't feel right leaving his remains here. Furthermore I do not trust those savages to not eat him."

Speaking of spoils. Are the mithral daggers medium or small sized?

Ragnar is leveled up!

Ragnar gives a grunt of relief when he hears they do not have to give up any treasure and holsters his crossbow after unloading it. He places a hand on Halder's shoulder."Settle down sticky fingers. Abadarans deal fairly. What happened here was a misunderstanding and thankfully no one died. If they want to leave in peace let them. The ones who collapsed the tower already paid with their lives, but I would like to know anything she can tell us about her chief."

Give a grateful nod and even a brief but genuine smile to Galessa. He is about to speak but looks over as the kobold suddenly speaks up.
Aid Other-Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
"How did you get wrapped up in all of this, and how did some of yours end up in the rubble from the collapse?"He demands curtly still holding a loaded crossbow, but pointed away for the moment.

"DAMN ROTTEN DEALS!" Ragnar curses as Shondra falls to the ground by him. He rips off his sleeve and makes quick work of it with his dagger. The dwarf presses the makeshift bandages to her wounds and ties them off the best he can whiles a stream of muttered of prayers and curses flows from his bearded face.
First Aid-Heal Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

The old dwarf takes aim and looses a bolt at the archer. His expression grim as the little kobold is holding its own and he is out of spells.
Crossbow + Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Ragnar steps in front or Shondra to get between her and the kobold archer. He glaces at the human and grunts."Get down you are wounded!" He raises his buckler and braces himself. (Aid other, +2 AC for Shondra plus soft cover from his body?)

Should my wife start out at level 2 or level 1?

My wife is still interested in playing. Is she still welvome to join when we get back to town?

She is leaning towards a kitsune kineticist.

Is it still ok for my wife to join in?

She is considering a Kitsune Kinetesist

Ragnar curses and grumbles under his breath as he reloads his crossbow and looses another bolt at the small reptilian.
Light Crossbow, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
He frowns as the nimble arches sidesteps another shot.
"Ahhh this little bugger is too fast, can any of you slow him down?"

Ragnar takes a step behind Shondra to get a clear shot with his crossbow at the archer. He stradies himself, takes a deep breath and lines up the shot before letting loose."Filthy tunnel dwellers! Get back to your own holes!"
Light Crossbow Attack + Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

The wounded dwarf scowls and sighs as he has to doff his armor yet again. He waits for the knotted rope to be setup and very carefully climbs the barricade (taking 10).
If rolls are required:
Climb #1: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16
Climb #2: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
Climb #3: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
Climb #4: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1
Channel Positive Energy: 1d8 ⇒ 6

The dwarf send out a wave of healing to sooth his injuries and those of any around him. He gets his armor on quickly and frowns at the three bodies. He nods to Halders. "That is a possibility, but the real question is why and on who's orders." He shakes his head as he ponders the implications and inspects the kobold bodies."BAH! This is getting murkier and murkier. If the coin wasn't so good I would be on the first caravan out of town."

Stressful, but we are hanging in there. My wife is WFH for the foreseeable future. Job hunting has gotten rougher still.

The old dwarf shakes his head and grumbles as he takes out the knotted length of rope again."Could one of you please secure this up top. These old bones are not going to be getting over that without some assistance."

Once it is secured he carefully works his way up and over, his armor feeling heavier than ever with the extra weight he is carrying.
Climb: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (3) - 5 = -2

Onward down the tunnel!

Ragnar holds his key of Abadar aloft and summons a floating disk to take some of the weight off his old shoulders.
"Right then, down the tunnel we go! Once we get back I will assay our haul. There is a church of Abadar in town and they will guide us to a merchant to get a fair price, for a modest donation of course."

Ragnar nods and grins. "A blessing indeed! A blessing indeed! Let's get this haul back to the inn and split it there."
He also takes a look at the corpse of the slain creature to see if it had anything on it.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Have fun with the con and may it be as low stress as possible.

Ragnar rubs his hands together with glee. He opens the first one (closest to where we came in).
"Let's see how Abadar blesses us today!"

Ragnar takes a step back and frowns. He raises his crossbow levels it and looses a bolt at the foul creature.

Light Crossbow [+4 to hit, -4 shooting into melee: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Not wanting to hit the humans in combat, he pulls the shot and it goes wide.

My wife would be interested in joining a table if you are open for additional players?

I would be fine with that

"Steady on there Stickyfingers! Let's make sure we are alone before grabbing the treasure."
Ragnar looks around the room cautiously before inspecting the cage. looking for a way to get at the treasure chests.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

The dwarf looks up at the humans and over at Halders and gets a sober look on his face. "When it comes to what we find it gets split evenly. No messing around. Everything gets tallied and assayed. Agreed?"

My condolences, take as long as you need!

He gives a firm nod in acknowledgment. "Thank you. I prefer to avoid fights when I can. Attention and civility can take you quite far. This is Abadar's will as well. Wealth should circulate and be displayed, not buried in forgotten ruins and crypts."
Ragnar carefully stows the heavy crest back in a sack and rearms himself. He eyes the non-responsive construct warily as they pass. As they move he pokes and prods the walls checking for further secret doors.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Ragnar passes by Halders and pats him on the shoulder and nods to Ludvic. "Well done, up you get stickyfingers."

He turns at the sound of the metallic voice and looks it up and down. The old dwarf shrugs and stows his crossbow warily and digs out the large crest from his sack. He hefts it in his arms and shuffles over to the construct. "Here you are. And who might you be?"