Ezren the Previously Generated wrote:
Ezren glances about the room, bemused "Is there any chance you could be a bit more specific, Janus? Do you mean wrong as in "a posse of assassins is about to burst through the door--"
One of the doors swings open and an assassin bursts into view gripping a short stabbing sword!
Janus Grey wrote:
"Who is your boss? What business did he have with Bosk? Why would a Venture-Captain swear an oath to your benefit? What is your business here? Speak."
"We kill people for gold. That's our business." says the man at the head of the table proudly. "And as to why your man made the deal probably because he would have been killed otherwise for nosing around. He promised he wouldn't interfere if we let him off."
Hosser Cready wrote:
"Sure, sure." says the other man reasonably. He sets his plate with the crumbs of a sandwich down upon place on the map where the Dryblade House would be. "Why don't you tell us about these 'friends' of yours."
A cloaked man from below hurls a projectile at Alia... poorly.
pink thunderstone v Alia: 1d20 + 3 - 6 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 6 = 2 Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 6
The projectile lands in the courtyard between the two horses Erevenywg was trying to sooth. It explodes with a sound like thunder!
N horse: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Alia hits the archer from Kressle's camp. He tries to give himself more cover but his longbow does not allow him to get too low. He takes his shot at Serena but is hampered by the arrow in his shoulder.
Torque (cyan) comp longbow v Serena (point blank): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 miss
Serena Mistcastle wrote:
Serena continues her assault on the archer/swordsman.
The brigand slashes at Serena as she approaches, but she turns away his blade and driver her sword home. "UHR!"
dk. blue longsword v Serena (readied): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
The man goes down.
Serena's sword thrust causes the bandit on the walkway to drop his bow. He steps back and draws his sword, readying it should the paladin draw near.
Alia's arrow hits the side of the tower as she regains her balance. The archer there fires wild at the oncoming Serena.
Torque comp. longbow v Serena (point blank): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 miss
While the lantern-bearer next to the Stag Lord sets his lantern down and draws his sword.
Meanwhile, the bandits in the tower (see upper story) don't hesitate to fire on Scarlet. Especially after one of them recognizes her as a prisoner from Kressle's camp.
Torque comp. longbow v Scarlet (point blank): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 miss
blue comp. longbow v Scarlet (point blank): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 miss
Both are too startled to hit the giant warrior woman.
Scarlet and Zokon leave the pair in the dust.
Zokon Santyev wrote:
"I have to go help my crew out if you want to get some favour with another crew come along and help, or we can tell your boss in camp how you chickened out when we get there." he mounts up and rides
"'Our boss?' Wait. So you are mercenaries!?"
Zokon Santyev wrote:
"I stole the horse off a traveller and yes.... wait sorry who are you. I may have to kill you I'm not supposed to say who I work for to just anyone?" he says quickly and then as if to make a point on his last statement he puts a hand on an arrow..
"Oh, so you're just from one of the camps then." says one disappointing.
"Yeah, we were hoping you were with the outfit coming from Mivon." says the other.
Angela gives a second to pause as she finally parses the accents of the men. "You're from GALT? That terrible backwards place that burned all their records and destroyed their fabled universities? No wonder you can't recognize a proper halfling when you see one! Here's a little lesson. I am what you might call a hot commodity!" She gives a small sniff of disdain as she hustles forwards and then brings her longspear around to bear. "Though I doubt you'd recognize a good thing if it walked up to you and slapped you on the face!" She then takes the longspear to bear and strikes out at the bandit in green.
"I'm from Falcon's Hollow, Flambé was from Galt." says one of the bandits then is eyes bug out of his head at the sight of Lynn and he tears off into the woods after her.
"'Slap us in the face'. Heheh. Why you would need a ladder to--OW!!" says another with a face full of pole-arm. Having the fight seemingly slapped out of him he retreats back into the woods and out of sight.
Kala slams her hammer down as if she is playing Whack-A-Gnoll™ and fells the last enamored attacker.
The lustful bandit either runs off after he notices that everyone else has or you might try to capture him if you like.
"You are a girl, I am a boy. We have all that in common darling. May I call you darling?" says the man with the thick Galtan accent as he rushes at Lynn dropping his sickle. He attempts to grap her up in an embrace.
20% miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 80 blue unimproved grapple v Lynn (+2 partial cover from tree): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 probable hit
Kala's assailant hops on one foot into the treeline and swings his mace, but it bounces off a bough.
20% miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 100 purple lt mace v Kala: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 miss
The crossbowmen in the forest fire at Rhinshin and Stinky.
orange hvy crossbow v Rhinshin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 damage: 1d10 ⇒ 5 hit
green hvy crossbow v Stinky: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 damage: 1d10 ⇒ 4 miss
One of the bolts whizzes past the hairy carnivore but other wings the rodent-man. The men abandon their bows and charge forward with melee weapons drawn. At the last moment they duck into the treeline for cover.
1d2 ⇒ 21d2 ⇒ 1
All of the active brigands are currently in forested terrain and have both partial cover and concealment.
--Collecting 3 attacks of opportunity!
purple lt mace v Kalkamedes (AoO): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 hit
blue sickle v Kalkamedes (AoO): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 miss
red sickle v Kalkamedes (AoO): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 hit
"THEY GOT TWO PETS! AND ONE'S GOT A KNIFE!" yells the man with Stinky attached to his boot. He hops over to avoid a flank (using Nimble Moves to 5-foot in difficult terrain) while one of his friends lines up the small wolverine from behind.
The man in black holds up the foot with Stinky snarling and gnawing at the end and shouts to the other man to "WATCH THE TOES!"
"Don't worry mate. I got you."
"A LITTLE HIGHER! JUST A LITTLE HIGHER!"
The both swing and connect!
blue sickle v Stinky (flank, precise strike): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 2 = 25 damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 3 + (3) = 8 hit
black sickle v Stinky (flank, precise strike): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 = 21 damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 3 + (2) = 8 hit
Meanwhile the man with the mace beats the trees for Kala.
20% miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 59 purple lt mace v Kala (+2 AC): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 hit
The man on the ground swings at Sleeping Sword's ankles with his sickle and opens a big gash on the monk's leg.
red sickle v Sleeping Sword (while prone): 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 4 = 22 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
"THAT'S IT MATES! LET'S SHOW 'EM WHAT THE GORGON'S PRIVATEERS ARE MADE OF!" shouts one of the brigands as the tide seems to turn back in their favor.
"'Gorgon's Privateers'? Is that what we're calling ourselves? Sounds a bit naft."
"Who came up with 'Gorgon's Privateers' anyway? Sounds like one them 'euphemism' things."
"Yeah, and I don't even what 'euphe-whatsit' means."
"'Euphemism'? I think it's a sort of political movement thing like all those other 'isms'. Kortes came up with it."
"Oh. Still sounds naft."
Angela Isafira wrote:
Angela gives the bandit who made the 'child' remark a small look....
Angela Isafira wrote:
....and then rears up to her full height, somehow appearing to stare down her nose at him, despite being a good 2 to 3 feet shorter! "You had BETTER not be talking about ME there! I can fully assure you I am NOT a CHILD, why I probably have a good DECADE on you! I would have you take back that insult right now."
"Precocious this one is aye?"
"Oy! Now what does that mean--'pre-whatever'?"
Lynn blows some bark off the tree one of the men was lurking behind and into his face. Rhinshin taking advantage of the distraction stabs the man in foot with his knife. The sudden attack seems to cause the man more surprise than pain.
1d2 ⇒ 21d2 ⇒ 21d2 ⇒ 11d2 ⇒ 11d2 ⇒ 21d2 ⇒ 1
Rhinshin quickly darts under Almass's feet and draws a dagger. If you will allow me of course.
Sure if Rhinshin is using the cooperative swarmer feat. Hopefully Almaas isn't wearing his traditional Dwarven kilt. ;)
Black has concealment as well as cover while fighting from the woods so sneak attack does not apply.
A pair of crossbows twang from the clump of woods in front of the party!
orange heavy crossbow v Angela: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 damage: 1d10 ⇒ 3 hit
orange heavy crossbow v Angela: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 damage: 1d10 ⇒ 1 miss
One of the quarrel's fletching rakes across Angela's cheek just below her eye.
The other figures move swiftly out of the forest converging on Almaas wielding razor-edged sickles and flanged light maces.
"LOOK WOT WE GOT 'ERE! AT 'EM BOYS!" shouts one man.
red sickle v Almaas (flank, precise strike): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20 damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (1) = 5 hit
black sickle v Almaas (flank, precise strike): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 = 27 damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (2) = 6 hit
purple lt mace v Almaas: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 miss
blue sickle v Almaas: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 hit
And quickly Almaas is scored with a half-dozen small cuts.
"COR LADS! THIS'LL MAKE UP FER DAH SLIM PICKIN'S ON THE OLD NORTH ROAD!" yells another.
"THE BESTEST SORT OF MARK IS THE ONE WHO COMES TA YOU!" calls a third man laughing.
"IF YOU GIVE UP NOW WE PROMISE TO SPARE THE CHILD AND MAYBE THE DWARF'S PET! HAW HAW!"