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Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9


Reekis pulls a face but falls in line with Eljoy.


"So are we going to rest here?"


Reekis bursts out from behind a bush looking furious. "How the Seven Hells am I supposed to scout if you lot are going to clump around behind me, jabbering and moaning? This could have been a trap or anything! Next time... Bah, forget, there won't be a next time! You can do your own scouting."


Reekis circles the clearing to make sure any danger has passed.

Stealth 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19


"Let's check it out and see."

If Shadowwing can indicate the direction, Reekis will have a go at scouting.

Stealth 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13


"Smoke."

Perception, to see if he can pinpoint the direction 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19


"Yeah!"


BWAHAHAHAHAH!


"Sure. Anyway, what's your plan for grabbing the treasure? Reckon we can sneak out and back without them noticing?"


Eljoy's suggestion of minor treachery certainly lightens Reekis' mood. "Heh, yeah, good plan. Hey, El, what do you reckon to this Jeva girl? Don't think I trust anything that just wanders out of the woods. There's something not right there."


Reekis trails along with Eljoy. His elation at killing the vine has faded and his familiar loathing for the forest, plus his added suspicion of Jeva, has made him irritable. "Yeah, safe - like anyone is in this dump."

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Survival (aid) 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2 (or not)


Reekis gives Jeva a narrow-eyed look too, but he doesn't smile.


"Yeah! F##!ing bush!" Reekis shouts in celebration.


Reekis shoots at the vine from across the river, trying to avoid hitting Adalwin and Eljoy in the process.

1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 4 = 16 to hit, damage 1d8 ⇒ 5


Initiative 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13


Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17 So I guess Reekis is on the pier holding the rope at I10.


Reekis gives Anor a sour look as he ties the rope around his waist. "Just make sure you are holding the other end of this when I jump," he says, tossing the free end back at her. After Addy's comment, he peers with concern at the far bank. Then he takes a deep breath, does a few leg bends to warm up, steps back, and takes a run up before leaping across the stream.

Jump check 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"AAAAAAAAAARGH!" Reekis crashes into the bushes on the far side.


"I guess it's down to me again," says Reekis, looking martyred. "Get the rope."


"Huh, let's just get across the river," growls Reekis as he slaps five silvers into Eljoy's meaty palm.

Me 5sp down, Eljoy 5sp up.


Reekis pulls the trigger.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 to hit, damage 1d8 ⇒ 7

"Aw, for f~~#'s sake." Reekis begins reaching for his money pouch.


Reekis sniffs derisively and raises his crossbow. As he squints down the sight of his crossbow he adds, "Five silvers say you're as blind as you're ugly."

Any objections? Otherwise he's going to shoot.


"Hmm, how about we all step back, I shoot it and we see what happens?"


Can we just go round it? It is blocking our access to the weir and the far bank?


"Whoa! Guys, is this some sort of murder vine?" Reekis halts and grabs Eljoy.


Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24


Stealth 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21


Reekis tags reluctantly after Eljoy, loaded crossbow in hand.


Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16


The version I know is the other way round - less haste, more speed. It means that if you don't hurry something, you'll do a better job and be quicker in the long run. Though your version might work too.


"What, worse than a bunch of faceless needle-people, and fey, and goblins, and wolves? I mean, I know the town's not great, but..."


"This forest sucks," mutters Reekis.


DM:

Spoiler:
Reekis gives her a humourless smile back and quickly mimes a gesture from the streets of Oregent - "I'm watching you."


Reekis narrows his eyes at the girl, but gives grudging assent to her accompanying the group.


Reekis folds his arms. "Unarmed, yeah? So what's that dagger under her dress? And I assume it's not because she's pleased to see us."


DM Mothman wrote:
"You think I have a pretty face?” She smiles shyly at Reekis.

"Don't try it on, girl," growls Reekis, "And anyway, you are too young for me."

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20


"Being paranoid has kept me alive. Has anyone even attempted to see if she's telling the truth? And since when do most monsters need weapons to rip your head off or melt your brain?" He turns back to the girl. "So what happened to your family? And how have you been surviving out here by yourself?"


"We. Don't. Know. Her." Reekis runs his hand through his hair in frustration. "This forest is dangerous. She isn't one of the kids we are trying to find. Am I the only one who thinks it's a bit suspicious that we are looking for kids and - hey presto! - a kid shows up out of nowhere. Right where we find some man eating goblins and some poor sap with his head bashed in! Am I the only one who can see the juxtaposition here? I mean, give her some food if it makes you feel good about yourselves, but we don't want her or need her if we are going into a fight! Stop f$@!ing trusting things if they come with a pretty face! That's how saps get rolled." He turns to the girl. "You know Falcons Hollow, the village, right? Go there, see the herbalist, tell her..." He eyes Anor. "Tell her Anor sent you. She'll see you right. If you've been living in the forest you should get there fine by yourself."


Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"Hey Jasper, what's... What?! She's coming with us now? We just met her. Send her back to the village if it bothers you so much!"


Reekis looks relieved at Eljoy's comment as he throws aside the two sticks he was trying rub together to make a spark. "Yeah, let's walk." He pauses. "Er, which way?"

Survival skill bonus -1


Reekis narrows his eyes. "So who are you, then?"


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Reekis goes red.


"Ow! Hey, listen, you end up turned into a tree spirit's sex slave, don't come crying to me!"


Reekis narrows his eyes. "You never heard of nymphs? Looking all innocent and leading you to your doom. Weird stuff goes on in this forest. I'm just being careful." But he lowers his crossbow.


Reekis points his crossbow at her. "Don't trust it! It could be a fey in league with the goblins!"


"What? Where?"


Ooo, that will sting!


Reekis follows Adalwin partway, firing at Jasper's attacker.

Move to K7 and shoot at B3
1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 - 4 = 14 to hit, damage 1d8 ⇒ 2


Phew! Think Jasper avoided a nasty crit there! Seems to be the day for critting AG's characters.


Slightly out of order.

Reekis shoots again, but his aim is several feet wide.

1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 4 = 6 to hit, damage 1d8 ⇒ 3

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