The Stag Lord AKA DM AM's page

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

The Bandit doesn't see it coming where the flaming sphere comes up behind him and smashes into him, scorching his clothing and knocking him down, unconcious.

Akiros grins as he swings his sword at Dovan and cuts him wickedly as he also takes a 5ft step, avoiding flanking.
"I'll cut you down before he gets here." he says simply, his eyes filled with rage and his voice a higher tempo then it should be.

attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Beaky now moves out of it's area and comes across the first bandit it sees, still there after taking his time in activating the gate. Beaky's beak comes down and pokes right into the bandit's eye, sticking out the other end of the skull with the force of the creature's powerful bite. He tears the beak out, spraying blood and gore everywhere as it looks to the north and the large group of bandits as it's next target, hooting in an almost intimidating way.

attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

The Stag Lord seems unphased by Beaky killing one of his own men and so instead aims a bow at the druid that cast the spell that now filled the area in dirt and strikes Telias with one solid arrow, but the other one imbeds itself into the masonry.
"You think you can come into MY home and kill MY men?!" he screams in both gratification and anger, though stammers a bit as he can't keep his balance.

attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

damage: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Decided as you're standing behind the wall you have cover, though origonally you were at -20.

updated map

1d20 ⇒ 15

1d20 ⇒ 3

The man in black doesn't seem too interested in Zorestar, though he does raise up an eyebrow towards him whilst the big man doesn't appear to have a single thought going through his mind.

There is a slim and pale looking bandit who appears to be seporate from all the others and in the shadows. He stares at the group but once Carina catches him in her eye and leers he backs off, clearly afraid of starting anything and then another loner appears, a man in very good looking chainmail and a somewhat handsome look, but with a moody expression on his face.

He appears to carry a longsword that looks very sharp and he remains in the shadows, but you can see him quite clearly. He is wearing one of the stag lord's amulets too just like the guy in black and the follower of his. From your experience only the most deadly of his warriors wear these amulets.

The Stag Lord considers what Bronwyn says as he listens to him.
"This is worrying." he appears to listen intently to this story. "It is a shame, Kressel has always been so skilled that these people must've been a real threat. Happs' passing is worrying, but with such great warriors as yourselves I'm sure those fools in Brevoy won't send anyone else down here. These are my lands and I will kill any lord who opposes me." he says quite bluntly and takes the box from Bronwyn, opening it to look at the drink. He takes a bottle out and opens the top, sniffing the contents for a moment before giving out a contented sigh and handing it to the big guy next to him. "Ox, bring this up to my room and Donovan, make our guests comfortable." he says to the one wearing black then notices the man in armour. "Akiros, be in charge whilst I...sample this tribute."

He takes his leave with the large man he called Ox following him with the bunch of drink.
"I'll check your furs later, first these bottles smell too good to pass up." he retreats to a secluded area deep in the fort to enjoy his drink. Akiros seems to just turn away and return to his room whilst Donovan turns to the group.
"Please, make yourselves comfortable. Your horses can be set up in the stables." he points off to the side and when looking back to Carina he takes a step closer to her. "It is a pleasure to see such a rare beauty, especially in these horrible lands." he gives a bow in a respect and raises slowly. "Kressel is good looking, but she does not hold that quality of beauty you have, my dear."

The man appears to wear a calm expression and sends out the word, allowing the gate to then be opened to you. Inside you can see many of the bandits are here and the Stag Lord himself appears to have come out to greet you personally.

"Welcome my loyal bandits. I hear you bring with you tribute. You have taken so long, I was afraid that something had happened to you." he says with a dirty grin beneith the helm made from bone as he makes his way down, followed closely by a man with long black hair, tight leather clothing and a rapier who seems to be followed by large man who has the look of a lost puppy on his face and a dumb expression as drool sometimes leaves his mouth.

As the Stag Lord get's close you can smell the stench of booze radiating off him almost as much as his commanding presence amungst the other bandits here.

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