I understand completely and wish you better days ahead of you.
Quick question, if you can answer, who was behind Kotelia's bad reputation? It has been bugging me... ;)
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Rokas stands aside, unsure of how to read the current mood of the old lion. Hoping that Kincaid has it under control, he wanders closer to Terex. "So, anything else you want to take a look at?"
"Are we heading to the Centaurs right away? If not, I would say leave a deposit and we will come back and get it later. There might be others more pressing needs of our small collection of coins to spend on here. If we still have the funds needed when we leave, then we can pick it up."
"I don't know about Terex, but alchemy and engineering are some of my favorite subjects. Lately, however, I discovered a new interest in history. Do you have anything on this?"
Rokas turns around with a worried look on his face when he hears the shouting. When he notices the two youngling "fighting" Nate, he then relaxes and smile. "Well, that's quite the welcoming committee. Any other surprise hiding in the shadows?"
Rokas follows along, unsure of how these people will react if they ever found out from where they came from. But for now, they weren't being escorted to a jail, so that's a win... right? Of course, he is curious about the defensive work, but he understands that this could only happen once the trust was established.
At Terex invitation, Rokas poke Kincaid with his elbow. Let's go fearless leader, time to face the most scaring things in the world, an upset mother!" He smiles a bit at is own joke as he walks toward Nate.
"Peace bond?" Rokas looks at his Morningstar hanging from his belt, unsure how to do that since it doesn't have any sheath. "I, um, I might need some help with that. Or do you have a safe box where I can leave it?"
"That wasn't a fully grown one??" Rokas then turn to Kincaid. "And you want to go hunting for the big ones??" Just as he thought that the outside world wasn't so bad, Rokas feel really uneasy about creature bursting out of the ground with barely any warning.
Rokas gets another bomb ready and send it flying toward the creature. The bomb leaves another blackened area on its armored back.
"What is..." Rokas doesn't get to finish the sentence before the earth explode from under them. Then a set of large claws digs in his flesh, leaving trails of blood leaking on the side of his leg. "What in the world?" Wasting no time, Rokas moves slightly backward and take out a catalyst vial and hurls it at the large creature. The bomb land just on top of the thing's head, and explode on impact.
Rokas stays silent in the exchange, remembering how well he "helped" with the gnolls. But he does try to memorize as much as he can, there was some much information they needed and analyse that he didn't want to forget anything.
Rokas looks over at the scrolls. "Some of those I could copy to my formula book." He removes from the stack the spell that he can learn. "There, just those three. If we can, we should sell those only in last resort if anyone doesn't mind." Scroll put aside: Bestow Weapon Proficiency Detect Undead Endure Elements
Rokas is startled by the innkeeper's words. "Maybe I didn't understand well enough. Wasn't your city at war with the dragons at one point? When those dragons are done with that big city, aren't you afraid they would come back here?"
"I'm not sure this was the city they were talking about. Jastuppaksi or Apejän would fit more the direction they told us." Looking back at their two new members. "Do you guys know anything about those two places?"
"It was in bad shape when they establish their home there, but did some good repair on it. Nothing amazing, but it gives them a secure place to stay." Rokas look down at the map. "It's some distance west of Sethaleash, in the woods. They are a bit wary of newcomers, but since we meet them before and that you are with us, you should be fine."
"I'm ready to go. We still have food and supplies, just need to refresh the water in my waterskin." Taking another look at the map, Rokas start pondering. "Also, we should stay clear of any fight as much of possible, less we get mistaken for those assassin people are so afraid of. Lastly, if we can, maybe head back to the Gnoll's tower? To check up on them. See how they are doing." Looking at Terex Rokas tries to sends some thought. And show to our new friend that our home isn't that bad.
Ah! So all our troubles come from the actions of the other table!!
Bad table A, Bad! ;) Hopefully, our actions at the Gnoll's tower will start tipping the scale the other way. Plus we haven't killed anyone so far!
Rokas looks at the little Faerie Dragon with a puzzled expression on his face. Wondering if he will be a good fit for where they are going. At the same time, this will give them a second flying scout. when they walk into the inn, he looks around the place. "Well, at least we won't get in someone's way."
"Well, that settles that. Now we just need a place to rest before we head back out. I know I wouldn't mind sleeping indoors for once." Rokas was happy he didn't have to sell some of his gears to get the maps.
"That would solve the money problem to get the map, and we would get someone that can show us around here. Maybe even have a place to rest inside before we set off again." While he was getting more comfortable about the outdoors, Rokas still missed the luxury of sleeping with a roof over his head.
Rokas can translate in both direction. So if there is something you want to say to the NPC you can assume that he translates for you.
I did ask the guy if he spoke the common tongue, didn't get an answer so far. But yes, Rokas will translate for those that can't understand or if you want to say something. Also, I'm willing to sell my acid flasks so that we can get some gold. If we need more, I have a masterwork morningstar that we can sell. I'm also thinking of offering our services. Either me as an alchemist or the group as explorer for the map maker. Let me know what you think before I offer.
The older dragon is wearing robes and a cloak. . "That little... thing... I caught drawing mustaches on all the illustrated visages in an original copy Lords and Ladies of The Neirvan Peerage, 1400 to 1499. I had to pay a wizard to repair the damage." The dragon huffs. "Since then, I have a strict no miniature dragon policy, pseudo, fairy, or otherwise. Now, what do you want, Hobgoblin?" The dragon speaks in Goblin, in a fairly passable version of it. "A map of what?" Switching to goblin, Rokas continue the conversation with the shop owner. "I'm impressed. I wouldn't have thought that someone of such noble descent would take the time to learn the goblin tongue. For the benefit of my colleague, would you know the common tongue? It would speed up the conversation." Rokas tries to translate what he can as the conversation evolves so that the rest of the group knows what's going on. "As for the map, We could use whatever you have on the region. We are not from around here and we wouldn't want to enter the wrong city. We heard of a city of demons and of enslaving Minotaurs. So if you have any information or rumors, that would help too."
Rokas hesitate for a moment, he is usually not the one to take the lead is discussed. "Sorry sir. Gethraxxis was just guiding us to your shop. And the pseudodragon, his name is Terexaltherin, and he is part of our group. We are new to this city, and we don't know much of the region. We ask Gethraxxis if there was a good map maker so that we don't wander aimlessly when we head back out." Hoping that Terex is still in range he pushes some thought out. I could use some back up here.
Rokas elbow Kincaid in his side as he smiles at the heavy armored Tiefling. "Gethraxxis!" He pronounces the name in Draconic with just a slight accent. "See, it's not that hard. If you want, I can teach you." Turning to their new guide, he presents himself in Draconic so that Terex wouldn't need to translate. "I'm Rokas Nepavyk. It's a pleasure to meet you. Now, I have a bit of a weird question for you. We currently are not sure what currency this town is using. Could you teach us how the market works here?"
Rokas level up B.A.B. +1
Going through his pack, Rokas takes out a flask of acid. "Well, if we need money, we can sell those. I can make more later when we get back home or if we can get access to a lab. As for the other topic on hand. I sure hope they mean the city of demons. Maybe we can investigate about the bounty?"
Rokas can't help but to look at everything. The only city he knew was Kotelia, so he was trying to study the difference in construction and city planning, if there was sign of any. "This place is amazing. Just imagine the possibilities if they could rebuild it completely." He turns to Terex, somewhat worry about the lack of dragon blood in most of the group's vein. "Do you know if there is some sort of social protocol here? Like can we speak to people directly, or do you have to talk for the group?"
The traditionnal roles are pretty much covered in a way. Mr. Kincaid is our tank.
The only thing I can think that we could use is a caster to recharge the scroll communication device to revome some of the burden from Hylar. So any 9-level caster, 6-level caster, and even 4-level caster when we get a level up would be a good addition. That leave a lot of options, so if only one of you pick a caster, we will be more then ok.
Either of them full casters? Cause I think we only have Hylar now as a caster to charge up the scroll message thingy.
"Seeing who or what lives there might be a good idea." He looks around, trying to see if there is a path somewhere in all that grass. "There must be a road of something that traders use to come and go to that village. Maybe we could find some clues about the nature of the inhabitant."
I more often then not play the divine caster in my game, so when I see someone who isn't full on hp it bugs me. I don't know why, it just does. Must be some sort of OCD... Terex, don't worry about the damage issue. That's what the rest of the group is here for.
I only gain 1 free formula per level up, the rest I need to find. But I agree that having a counter to invisibility would be a good idea. Also, Kincaid... are you ever going to heal that one point of damage??? Or does Rokas need to pour down a cure light wounds infusion down your throat while you sleep? ;)
Next level I get access to level 2 formulas, I'm guessing that you would like that I take invisibility? ;)
We are in a vast flat plain as the GM put it. Flying up to 60ft will already give you a better view of our surroundings, then the rest of us on the ground. You will still be within "communication" distance and a single move to get back to us. If after going up to 60 ft, you still don't see anything, then we will consider our next move. Rokas doesn't want you to take too much of a risk, but your flight ability is a major advantage.
"Terex, how high up can you fly? Maybe you could see something in the distance that we can't from up there."
Putting away his morningstar, Rokas picks up his bow and store it. He then starts gathering the dead dog together and take out his dagger. "If picking is slim around here, we shouldn't waste good meat." Taking one of the dogs, he cuts it open and starts cleaning the inside. Not looking at anyone in particular, he continues working. "Anyone feel like helping, we just need to take the guts out. We can cook the meat later."
Rokas brings his morningstar down on the head of the black dog that went past him. "Xaeken, move back!" He knows that he scored a hit the dog, he just didn't pay much attention on how much damage he did. Looking at the line of dogs in front of him, he takes a step back, hoping that Xaeken will do the same. This will probably hurt.
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With the dog upon them soon, Rokas drink his mutagen and moves backward to cover Xaeken. As he moves, he takes out his morningstar. "Get ready, here they come." -----------------------------------------
Rokas notices the dogs an instant before they burst out of the tree line. Digging into once of his pouch, he pulls out a small vial of liquid. He presses on the top of it and something fall in the liquid. Instantly, there is a reaction happening inside. Without hesitation, Rokas throws the vial toward the dogs, aiming for the leader. As he is throwing, the vial sticks a bit in his hand, resulting in a bad throw. The bomb fall short and to the right of the dog. "I need more practice with this."
Rokas retrieves an Arrow from his quiver, and in one fluid movement nocks it. Aiming for the lead dog, he sents the arrow flying. In the rush to hit the dogs, Rokas badly judge the distance and the arrow three quarters of the way to the target. "Damn it." He tries to judge the situation better, wondering what weapon should he use next.
"Maybe you need bigger eye holes in your helmet." Rokas does a faint smile, trying to lighten the mood a bit with humour. But deep down, he is still uncomfortable walking around with some many hiding places. Compared to the city, the world feels like one big dangerous place where death could be hiding everywhere.
Rokas looks at what's in front of them, feeling discouraged at all the possibilities of ambushes that lie ahead. "A flying ship... I swear the moment I get back home, I'll look into any reference of flying ships I can find." He grumbles a bit but keep on walking with the group, while trying to keep an eye on every possible ambush spot.
"I agree with the plan too. I don't feel like spending the rest of my days in chain or die this early in our new carrier. But maybe we should send a report about this place before continuing... Just in case something bad happens, they will at least have a clue of what might have happened." |