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Seg walks over to Vuvu during his inspection of Hemmings. I could use some stitches myself. Those goblins cut me up in a few places, one of them tried to blow me up. I also wanted to ask you if you found anything on the corpses? After the conversation with Vuvu the cavalier will inspect the goblins for heraldry or other hierarchical or military signs, emblems or symbols. He then goes back into the Dragon's draught and head for the bar. I'll have a bottle of brandy and two glasses. Just put it on my tab Walking to a table he makes eye contact with Hemmings and nods at him to follow him with a slight smile, its not an insistent gesture but more of an invitation.
I agree with Locke and Vuvu. They have numbers over us already. At night, with their superior vision, they could easily set an ambush. Never underestimate an ennemy just because they are short and atinky. I saw one use alchemicals at the vilkage. If they have acces to alchemical fire and acid they could pitetialky create a deadly trap. We shoukd wait for morming, leave early and catch them at noon when the glare of the sun is at its higheat. They will be tired and blinded and probably disorganised. Goblins are not known for setting up good camps.
About an hour later Segregius is getting dressed in his room while the two girls tease him from the bed. As much as I would enjoy your company for the rest of the day, i am afraid i have matters to attend. Do not trust Cornash just yet. I think you girls should all prepare a small kit in case you need to leave in a hurry. If you need anything or are suspicious if something come and see me or another pathfinder. Now wearing his clothes he opens the door and leaves it that way. He waves his arm towards it, inviting the girls to leave and then spends several minutes equipping his armor again. When he leaves the room he is fully equipped, sword at his hip and carrying his shield and saddle bags. He heads towards the group and, leaving his things in a neat pile, starts helping with clean-up (what is left of it). We need to ride out. Catch those goblins, hunt them and take what they took back. It will help the moral of the town. I want to leave tonight. I am hoping to catch them in celebration. With any luck their best warriors will be too drunk to fight back, it will be like a fox in a hen house. Have we any words from command?
By the time they reach the common hall Seg's story has already deviated into grandiose fantasies. Goblins on hellhounds are sieging the town while Vuvu breathes gouts of flames on them and Hemming's bow shoots brilliant arcs of lightning. It seems obvious to the girls that he's making all of this up in an effort to entertain.
Quite a few of the laughs sound genuine and soon the conversation turns into innuendos and seductive glances.. Seg looks around for Sypher, worried that something might have happened to her and hoping that she wont see him take the two girls under his arms upstairs, all this fighting and killing and possibility of being killed has put his mind into something else.
Its good to hear of the Captain but that doantmcover the matter of Cornash. If he really is a lich then staying under his roof causes issue to me. No good men ever sought immortality through undeath. Is he a lich? Or are those only rumors? When the girls start to flock around him, Seg cheers up a bit. He takes his shield and gives it to one of the girls to carry before wrapping his arm around her and another one. So its stories of thrilling heroics you want to hear. Let me recount to you this day.... Seg launches into the story with embelishments, Vuvu comes off as an unstopable sulphuric demon 10 feet tall,Tyrel's bravery a beacon of light blinding his ennemy while the trumpets of heaven rang out for him and Arsil's grace has her floating and walking over those goblins like an angel in her white dress, of himself he says very little except that he was there and that he swears it all to be true.
No I think we all understand our place in this. I also have matters to tend to.Thank you for your patience. This being said, Seg goes to his room to gather his belongings before leaving the Dragon's. He exits the building and gies where Vuvu piled the goblins, waiting to see if anyone else will meet him there.
Yes, this is Vuvu. He is one of the bravest man I have ever seen fight. He is brash and quick-tempered but his heart seems in the right place. I am Segregius Balatorius. I understand you are the owner of the Dragon's Draught?. We assumed in your absence that another man, an elf, was the owner of this inn. Walking around the room, Seg goes to his sword, wich he picks up and scabbards right away, and to any other weapon wich may have been dropped during their flight. [ooc] No its there, second to last on page 39. It dosnt matter.
Seg runs back towards the inn, pausing to pick up two dog slicers before heading for the door hw fled from. When he sees Arsil leave the building he stops. What was that creature? What does it want? Did they do anything to you?
back in town, let me know once Seg stops panicking
I am going camping for a few days and wont have internet access. i'll be back Sunday evening (Eastern). Have a god week-end everyone
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DM: [b] Whats tha..[b] Hemmings runs past Seg so fast he barely has time to say those words. Now worried, he steps into the room and see the malevolent figure himself.
Ice grips his hear, fear like nothing he has ever felt runs through his body. Without an ounce of hesitation he turns on his heel and runs out the door, he's out of the building before his sword even hits the floor.
Drawing his longsword out, Seg looks at the inn and then back to the women. Stay here, form a circle and stay together. Look impressive and no one will mess with you. Your group is big enough for that to work. After giving his advice, the cavalier heads into the inn.
If you would prefer to leave, we will escort you to the nearest safe haven as soon as we have the venture Captain`s permission. You do not need to make a decision now, nor do you all have to make the same choice.
My apologies ladies, I was wrong in my assumptions. I still believe that leaving the village now would be too dangerous. I do not know this Cornash but rest assured that I would lay down my life before I would let him harm any of you. And if this yellow-bellied Kirren shows up again, we will pass him to court. Such crimes are frowned upon, even in Cheliax. We now need to find shelter for you here in this village, at least until we can clear the goblin invaders.
Seg throws a furious look at Vuvu at the mention of thievery. Tyrel rise to their defense before he can come up with a rebutal and he places himself behind the paladin, A silent vote of support.
As he listens to the working girl he notices her hands briefly clutching at her dress. Her head maybe poised for confidence but her hands give way to her anxiety. I hear you Tyrel. What has Kirren got to hide?. Is he on the run? Are you stealing from the Dragon's draught.
Hearing that voice, Seg turns to the inn wondering if that voice belonged to someone human. He also goes to the west side of the inn to take a look.
When he sees the fleeing women. He rushes towards their group. Whoa whoa, hold on!. Where are you all going?. We've beaten the goblins back. This place is safe again. If anything, leaving town right now is the most dangerous thing you could do. Whats going on here? Come on ladies, you've got brave men with sharp steel here at your beck and call.
Segregius helps establish a good water chain. He throws some helpful order around and integrates himself into the link. His goal if possible is to have water going to fight 3 different fires. He also keeps a lookout for stray goblins that could attack the villagers and for people trapped in their houses.
Wow, sorry i guess i pressed preview rather then submit. But yeah, round 15 was helping people and so on.
Segregius makes his way to the familly who are now fighting the fire. Those blankets wont help you now, at best they'll burn and at worst they'll fan the fire. We need water or sand. Find any buckets or container,we need to form a chain. Are there any left in this house? And my damn helmet is in my room, i need a bucket and fast
hmmm. i thought the goblins had moved much further away from where i was, oh well. Gonna try to help the civilians now i guess. And I would have been in the perfect spot to help Arsil too
The goblins retreat and Segregius cant give chase. He meets the rider's gaze and makes a promise to himself that this is not over. Thank you Locke. What happened? .All their leaders were still standing. What did they want? He then hears Vuvu's warning about fires and heads south.
Segregius is beaten back and away from his target, small blades cutting at his thighs and forearms cruelly. His superior fencing gives way to a more desperate struggles as his blood starts pouring to the ground. He snarls with fury, He brings down his blade hard on one of the monster. The blades meet but the goblin is unable to deflect and the stength of his arm gives way to Seg's overpowering physique
Looks like the goblins avoided the stables, good.
With only two goblins next to him, Seg decides to try a risky move.Hes going to get that rider. He relaxes his wrist and swings the blade loosely and fast, first low where it takes the goblins foot off at the ankle and then back up across the belly and a third time by the head wich he misses. He says a quick prayer under his breath. Aroden, bless you warriors for their blood is your glory, bring them back from the mettles for they only serve your will. He then steps over the twitching body, spitting towards the goblin. See what I do to the warriors of your tribe. Grow some b****. Come, fight me!
well they are not really easy to resize but thank god theres the back button for when you make a booboo
Panic threatens to take hold of his mind when this sudden rush of goblinoids arrives upon him. He sucks in his breath, takes a few steps more towards the stable and swings at his next ennemy. I need Priest or they'll cut me to pieces
The blade slices the entire arm off the small warrior, he falls to the ground spurting blood and obscenities
Kicking the goblin down, he brings the blade crashing down on the blinded goblin. Stay Kick DOWN! Shlack
This is not good' I need to hurry
Segregius looks towards the stables, a worried look on his face. Then at the goblin in front of him. I'll kill every single little mongrels in your tribe, you little s***. He then charges at the goblin' an epitome of fury.
The sword would have caught the goblin at the throat but he ducked just in time to avoid decapitation, instead he was brained to death.
The cavalier shields his eyes from the flames. Where did it learn to do that?
Stepping next to the fracas he swings his blade from top to right, the blade cuts into the belly of the creature.
Segregius swipes a vicious back swing at the remaining goblin. The blow sends the small critter tumbling into the wagon wheel.
Damn it, that Vuvu man looks in trouble. But those villagers are in danger. Looking around he sees Locke and Arsil at the door. LOCKE! he yells and then points towards Vuvu. I'll help the civilians, go help Vuvu. Twirling his sword in his right hand to loosen his wrist, he starts towards the endangered villagers once again, stopping at the next goblin.
Changing his grip on the longsword to better stab at the low target, Seg plunges the blade into the chest of the goblin who cut his leg.
Varmins! he calls out pulling the blade. A spurt of blood fountains out of the creature's chest as it slumps to the ground, rapidly fading from life.
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[ooc] I dont know wich direction the stables are but consider me as running towards the North East at this point. I will let you determine where i would be since i am not sure.
Looking for his next target, the cavalier makes sure to check towards the stables. He could really use Priest right now. He starts for the stables. Round 6 Hearing the sound of people in distress. He changes course. To me companions, to me! The goblins have found victims
Using his momentum, Seg moves forward while spinning in a double step he was taught by his fencing teacher. The blood on his sword leaves a scarlet arc behind as it rends the air
Seg, makes a lunge at the goblin and moves around him to pincer it between Tyrel and him. He swings his sword all force and no finesse trying to make 2 goblins out of one.
He makes it a foot shorter. Vuvu i got this. Bomb the cluster of 4 over there. Draw them out back here. Hemmings, hide behind the platform and make their life a misery. Tyrel, are you ok?
Vuvu, you and me must engage the goblins and stand fast against them while the others get ready to reinforce us. Are there any hidden ways out of this building? If there is one, another group needs to come out and flank them. We must cut off their retreat for when we rout them and destroy this menace root and stem.
Arsil! If you are going to the rooms, bring back my shield if you have the time. Dont bother if it puts you in danger. Getting up, he sends the chair he was sitting on flying to the wall. He draws his sword and, walking towards the front of the inn, starts reciting and old prayer of Aroden. Aroden who was once but man, guide me on this day. For like you today i struggle against the bonds of tyranny and those who would seek to harm and oppress my brothers and sisters. Yield onto me the strength of our ancestors who freed us from servility. To arms! To arms!
I am sure i meant nothing about your methods Vuvu. After all, I am the newcomer here. I will need to adapt to your style more then you'll have to mine. Now, about this goblin tribe, if we are to be interupting their scouting we will need a good tracker ourselves I imagine. Do we know such a person? Is anyone here capable in this aspect?
Segregius eats with impeccable manners, he never takes the wrong fork, interupt another's conversation or reach for anything using his left hand. His breeding shows. He also has the appetite of an athlete, easily putting away three full plates, along with 2 appetizers. At the demand of Lt Drake, he rises for his introduction, wine glass in hand. I am Segregius Balatorius. I am a warrior, a rider and a tactician. And, with the guidance of Aroden, will make this groups work like a well oiled machine. He finishes his glass and sits back down. He looks towards Vuvu for a moment, looking pensive, and then at Hemmings with an interested expression. I will have to ask Sypher more about my companions. Especially the surly healer.
I will gladly sign for an equal share and join the goblin hunt. Their very presence threatens every man, woman and child in the region. Besides, the way they panick when they see Priest has always amused me in a sordid kind of way
Segregius walks into the room, he stands tall and straight, his presence is immediately felt. At 6'5", few man stands as tall as he does but with his riding boots on he is nearly 6'7". His hair is long for a man, swept back but otherwise loose. Today he is impeccably shaved, showing a solid chin, wide blue eyes, a nose that was broken but has set in a pleasant way and good cheekbones. Being Chelaxian, his armor bears several ornaments, in this case acid etchings that shows gothic patterns. Underneat a wears a black and red slashed shirt and plain black pants with worn riding patches. His long sword hangs scabbarded at his side from a baldric covered in text etchings. A closer looks reveals them to be the names of man and woman. Taking a few steps into the room, he stops to survey the room taking in each individual person one at a time, the way he smiles makes it seem like such a natural thing to do. The last person he evalutates this way is Arsil. He gives her the old up and down with an unabashed cocked head. She is unded a beautiful sight in that white dress.
He makes his way to sit at the right of Forsend. Ladies, gentleman He says in a formal way before taking a seat.
Segregius pulls out a small wooden statue hanging from a cord at his neck, the carving is simple but potrays without a doubt the symbol of Aroden. I do not seek the favor of a God. Aroden is dead, but he is not forgotten and His actions are surely worthy of devotion. It seems to me that there is power in faith alone. And while I know that praying to him in times of trouble wont bring about a divine miracle, the strength it gives unto me is often enough. There are many paths to power and faith is one of them, certainly. But not all men are motivated by power or wealth. I have had both, more then most men and from a young age. One day, my father shall die. It might be of old age, sickness or fate, but on that day, I will inherit all of his power and wealth. And so you see, i do not seek those things for I already have them. Aroden represents many things to me, among them the willingness to let go of earthly things and to commit myself to sacrifice. He chuckles Hopefully i have not set up on a path that will lead me to martyrdom. Seg finishes his drink. Strong but too sweet i am afraid. I think i might make a switch to mead. Yes, Arsil has the right of it. What does the captain have in mind for us? Are we left on our own, to determine our own fate or did he make plans?
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