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Raustikin, in a frenzy, notices Beren talking to him. He pauses as what Beren is saying sinks in. Raustikin looks around and perceives a lost battle, even if he kills these sahuagin. Why did so many have to die for these fishmen's revenge? But it is not for Raustikin to understand these things, and so he backs off cautiously, making his way off the ship.

Sorry it took so long - woke up late and had a busy day at the office.

Raustikin will hurriedly move off the ship, by the safest and quickest means possible.

Fort save: 1+3=4 (Ouch).

BTW, I'm at 5 hp plus two points of nonlethal damage.

Which of us are in melee combat with the sahuagin - just Raustikin by my take? Taking on two of them?

Yep, it's just me.

roll to crit my brother, roll to crit. Hit 'em where it hurts!

Sorry, forgot to post crit roll which was 17+3=20 (which I assumed hit). The damage, unfortunately remains at 10 (rolled two 2's and +3 and +3 modifiers).

Anyone can reach the spear wielding, impending coupe de grace, Sahuagin with no more than a DC 5 balance check.

Alright then, I attack. Balance 3+2 (barely!).

Attack role Natural 20 (finally) + 3 (plus whatever other modifiers, I don't know if I still have the higher ground). Assuming a hit, here's damage 4+6=10.

AoO
6+3+3 = 12 (Oy, these roles)

Spot
8+3-3 = 8 (Maybe I should find another online dice roller).

Fort
6+3 = 9 (Yeh, I think I do)

Raustikin, confused and angry, looks around. His little hairs are getting singed, which is painful even if it is not technically hurting him. He sees the fishmen have taken an interest in someone on the aft.

Before my action, I'd like to know a couple things. Is Heavenly safe? And what would it take to reach the sahuagin on the aft (do I have to go up or down and how far away are they) and how many are there? I might try to help the guy they were searching for, but I'm not sure yet.

Raustikin feels the claws of anger rise inside of him; tired of being jaunted around, the groans of death, burning flesh and the scent of explosions and magic assult, he stands, lifts his sword and hacks at the nearest scaly creature he can find. Beren has shown him the way - revenge has begun.

I must first stand (move action), move 5-feet (if necessary), and whack a sahuagin with the scimitar. Attack roll 6 + 3 = 9.

What weapon did you have readied? The shaman is the one out in the water nearly 100 feet away.

I had the scimitar weapon ready - this is the only one I brought with me to the boat. I didn't realize that the shaman was so far away (I'm having a little trouble visualizing the scene, probably since I didn't succeed with any Spot checks). I guess I'll just wait for any violence happening nearby or help anyone that looks to be in immediate danger.

On 22:

Finally, seeing the powerful destruction wrought by the minotaur, he directs another bolt of ligtning down on him, singing fur and racking his body with pain.

Valessa is next(a)

Since I was holding my action, can I attack the shaman to distract his spellcast? Am I close enough? I do need to stand first, then attack.

If I can attack, the result would be 18+3 = 21, dam 15 hp.

As the ship pitches, Raustikin loses his bearing and falls. Looking around he sees Brick has secured Heavenly but also notices Beren talking to the fishmen. Cautious, Raustikin stays behind a table, looking around for any motion of violence, ready to pounce on any fishmen that harm any of the ladies.

I'm going to ready my action for any sign of direct attack and basically get a handle on the scene. If the sahuagin are handling any of the girls roughly, I'm going to do what I can to help the ladies.

Raustikin stands and looks around, taking in the situation. He looks for Heavenly and pulls out his weapon. He can feel the wildness growing on him.

If Heavenly is alive, he moves between her and the sahuagin. If not, he merely prepares for battle. He shifts.

I'm going on vacation for the next three days. I probably won't have much access to a computer, but Utak, feel free to run my character. Just don't get me killed! Thanks everyone.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning lashes out of the sky striking near the base of the mast on the forecastle. Having been stripped of most of its rigging and lines, the mast falls thunderously to the deck.

Next roll initiative.

Inititave 4 + 2 = 6

I know you only wanted us to post initiative. For my own memory, I've posted the rest in a spoiler.

"Sorry for the interruption, but I believe we are in trouble!"

Already on edge, Raustikin immediately sits up, puts his hand on his weapon. He begins looking around for any sign of danger. He locates Heavenly, in case she needs protection.

Now that I have an idea that something is out in the ocean due to overhearing the conversation between Valessa & Beren, can I re-role my spot? I'm actively looking.

I would've put the DC at 10

Feeling very shy, Raustikin doesn't add much to the conversation. However, he notices Beren and Valessa whispering. Perhaps if he can overhear them, he could get a better idea of what is going on.

Listen 15 + 3 = 18.

Raustikin studies the sea to find what Beren and Valessa are talking about.

Beren turns away and reapproches Raustikin. "Hello again my friend. It seems there has been more of a develoment on this strange night. Would you care to join myself, my companion, and a couple of other patrons at the table over there?" Beren points toward the trio.

Raustikin stares at Beren, then at Valessa, then Ruuz, then Brick. Is this a con? he wonders. But why would they con me? I'm not rich, I have no money with me. Perhaps they are friends of one of my enemies, Nosthashad perhaps.

Raustikin resolves to immediately stop drinking so he might get his barings, and tells himself that he is not to leave with these people. "I'll join you shortly," he says to Beren. He looks at the scratch marks on the table and gets an idea. He discreetly makes more scratch marks. When finished, he adds his chair to the changling's table and sits.

For those who examine the table:

Looking back at Raustikin, he asks, "I came here with a friend. Would you mind if I invited her over?"

Raustikin finds the strangeness of the night continuing to develop. Now a female might be sitting at his same table. His paranoia increases. However, he doesn't want to be rude, so he nods. Then he realizes he answered the question incorrectly. "I mean, I do not mind," he says outloud. But his hesitation is apparent.

Hoping that now Raustikin is placated, Beren attempts to redirect the conversation. He sits back with a more leisurely posture and asks casually, "So my friend, what do you do in Stormreach? Also, I will need lodging tonight. Can you recommend a good inn?"

Raustikin leans back and intensely studies Beren. He's not sure of Beren's motivations. It's not often one strikes up a conversation at the Tethered Wench unless a person wants something...or somebody. He begins to get a little paranoid as he thinks of the strange events of the night. What if it is just a set up? He remains silent for a moment before continuing.

"I'm training. For an inn, I would recommend the Harbor. A lot of people stay there." Actually, this is where Raustikin stayed when he first arrived in Stormreach. "It's out of the way and a good place to keep secrets."

I use Sense Motive on Beren and get 4+3=7. For all I know, you are masterminding an evil plot to take over the world. Oh well, best keep my guard up.

Surprised and a little annoyed, he states, "Well, it seems that you are better with women than you think."

Raustikin reacts surprised by this statement.

He looks back down at Raustikin with new determination in his eyes and growls, "I am in Stormreach for revenge and justice." Then with a toothy grimace, "Have any female orcs recently at his place within the last few nights caught your attention?"

Raustikin looks around, leans toward Beren and asks, "What does this female orc look like? Speak softly - there are many frightened people here who don't like questions."

Dragonmann, have I seen any suspicious female orcs the last few days?

Beren notices a single silver braid in his otherwise braided reddish hair and believes that it has some religious significance. He can't quite place it at the moment but ponders it during the encounter.

if applicable, Knowledge-Religion (roll 9+2=11)

The silver braid actually has more significance to Raustikin than it is a common religious practice, so your Knowledge-Religion probably won't reveal much to you.

"So, Raustikin", Beren inquires, "Tell me, how long have you been in Stormreach? Do you visit this establishment often?"

"I've been here six moons. I started coming here many days ago, not sure how many." Ruastikin's answers are short, although Beren doesn't sense any curtness, just a man of few words.

"I really need a drink. What are you having?" he asks his shifter friend.

"I do not know. That woman over there gave it to me." He motions to a lovely waitress. He holds on to the drink like its a precious treasure. "She's nice." He quickly changes the conversation. "Where are you from? Why are you here?"

Noticing his new companion's distraction, he asks, "So, I guess you have a hard time understanding women also?"

hey guys, in case I'm MIA the rest of the night, my pc keeps crashing, I am looking into it.

Raustikin replies, "I haven't had much talk with women." For some reason, he feels able to open up to this fellow shifter. Perhaps its the drinks or the strangeness of the night.

However, Raustikin immediately grabs the napkin, hiding its contents and slowly moving it into the folds of his robe behind his armor.

He looks at Beren and says, "Sorry, I'm Raustikin."

Crashing PCs suck. Hope it works out.

He walks up to the lone shifter, offers a nod of the head, and says, "Greetings, my name is Beren. Do you mind if I join you?"

As if a beast suddenly appeared out of the jungle, Raustikin is shocked out of his trance-like state by something talking to him. Jerking his head, he looks up and sees a dark skinned man - judging by his roughness probably a shifter, and with the red tint in his skin probably from Droaam. Gathering his thoughts, Raustikin realizes the man has asked an unlikely question, to join Raustikin at his table. Momentarily left off guard Raustikin asks, "Do you have a quill and ink?" As soon as he blurts this out, he realizes his faux pas. He then weakly tries to indicate with a nod of the head that the man may sit.

At some point, you do notice you are still holding the drink you lifted off the napkin, and gingerly sipping youo discover ambrosia. You aren't sure what the drink is, but it is far outside your normal price range.

Settling down some, Raustikin sips the libation slowly, taking in the beauty of the moment, hoping it lasts. The drink is not only divine, but its meaning more intoxicating than the liquor. He tries to watch Heavenly secretly, but his bluff is to no avail. She knows he is watching as her muscles stretch and contract beneath her skin when she moves from table to table.

I must get a quill and ink, he says to himself, and begins to looks about, his head swirling with lights, sweaty creatures, drinks, the ocean, and Heavenly.

It took a while for her to get over to Raustikin's table, but when she does she simply looks down at you for a moment, then sets down an unordered drink then walks away without charging you.

When she is gone, you lift the drink, and written on the napkin beneath it is 'Thank you'.

Raustikin reacts noticeably, sitting up, turning his gaze to Heavenly, eyes wide. He almost shifts from the excitement, but holds back. His heart continues to beat and he breaths rapidly. Without realizing, he's making claw marks into the table.

Raustikin sits back as the changling focuses on another lady. He watches them quietly and attempts to listen to their odd conversation. He drops four more silver on the table to order his last drink of the night.

If I had not had three drinks I may have noticed more details, but...it was not to be.

Ruuz, I would guess that it would probably be a Spot DC 10 to notice that I'm watching with a -4 circumstance penalty for all the distractions (plus the intoxication penalties). But I don't want to supersede the DM's authority and I don't know if players can make those assumptions. (First PbP)

Ruuz wrote:

Ruuz nodes to the giant and walks toward an empty table below the forcastle. "If I can't afford to sit with the elite I might as well get as close as I can." Ruuz sits down and tugs on the rope of the closest tethered wench and tosses 2 gp's and 2 sp's on her tray "Get me some descent food and drink if you could" and swats her on the backside as she walks away. Ruuz turns his attention to his fellow patrons looking for someone interesting.

The waitress turns quickly in response to your swat, and you catch the hint of trained reflexes in the move.

"Listen landlubber, Since ye be new here, I be givin' you a warnin'. The boss doesn't like it one li'l bit when the girls working get accosted by the customers, so ye be keepin' yer hand to ye self. Ye catch me meanin'?"

She uses her nose to point at the man with the broken arm.

Witnessing the backside slap, Raustikin stands up. Once he sees that Heavenly is able to take care of herself, he sits back down, embarrassed that he drew any attention to himself. He continues to watch the man conspicuously, even after a strange warforged walks up to the man and strikes up a rather eccentric conversation.

Character all finished.

The profile explains why I might be at the Tethered Wench when the adventure begins (I'm just a regular customer). Typically I would be carrying the curing potion, the armor, scimitar (loosely, but probably ineffectively hidden underneath the armor in the robe), and about 20 sp into such a shady and rough place. I try not to get into fights here as I don't want to be kicked out permanently.

Raustikin, the Shifter Psychic Warrior, is almost done. I'll be updating my profile tonight.