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Marla of the Great Church, an earnest young priestess of Pelor, had contacted you. She has been studying the history and activity of various demon and death cults. According to Marla's research, witnesses saw a small group of death cultists traveling toward the small town of Winterhaven about a year ago. She has since learned that the head of this group is a dangerous and twisted priest named Kalarel. Marla fears that Kalarel has set up a sceret cult in the area and is conducting unholy ceremonies. She asked you to travel to Winterhaven, determine if there is any death cult activity in the area, and, if so, to stamp it out. She has offered a 250gp reward for bringing back proof that the cult has been destroyed and its plan disrupted.
You find yourselves traveling down a road that hasn't been maintained in nearly a hundred years, through a dangerous wilderness toward the small town of Winterhaven.
A mercenary from a not too infamous mercenary company doing a little business on the side. Standing 5'10'' with an athletic body and long strait hair at 25 he's the youngest Eladrin most non Eladrin have ever met. Raised by humans since he was an infant he tends to fit in with them better then his own kind. He has a tendency to avoid other Elven.
A Halfling always awaiting for a new adventure. He is 4 feet tall and have a weight of 85 lbs. He had lost his mother when a cleric had gone mad and have learned the utility of handling a weapon.
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You're traveling east to west (right to left). The road (yellow) is made of dirt, crushed rock, and occasional loose bits of ancient cobblestone from the original roadbed. Scattered boulders about 5' high (dark grey) sit along the side of the road. Thick foliage (green) grows near the road in several places. Sheer rock outcroppings (maroon) are 50' tall. There are three graves (pale green-gray) near the road, not fresh, but not old.
Gran Rey stands 6'2" and weighs 206 pounds, with dark-brown eyes. He has a well muscled frame.
He wears dark, twilight blue armor. A dark cloak, with a silvered raven clasp, draped over it. On his back he carries a large glaive. The polearm shaped like bone and colored black.
I bend down and examine the tracks to see if I can make any thing of them.
I Stand and turn to the others and say
"I can not make much out from these tracks but what ever made them is not very big."
I Stand and turn to the others and say
"I can not make much out from these tracks but what ever made them is not very big."
Gran looks at the young Eladrin, "I'm sure something so small should be a concern for us. Let's keep moving. The more time we waste, the more time this cult has to strengthen itself."
"If it's not there anyway, we can keep the money and report later."
Looking at Gran Silo says "Yes lets keep moving, the sooner we get payed the better for all of us." Silo turns and begins walking forward.
"We should move!" and follow Silo at the walk.
"Aye!"
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Most of the party sees nothing out of the ordinary, but Frivry:
I use my at-will power Deft Strike by moving to the P-7 (special) with a melee attack.
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Frivry, apparently seeing something behind one of the rocks, lunges with his dagger but misses.
At that moment a swarm of small creatures hiding behind the rocks spring into view and charge you. Scaled and rust-colored, they have reptilian heads and tails.
Nature DC15:
DC20:
Two of them jab at Frivry with their spears but the halfling is able to dodge them. Two more run at Silo and their spears strike home (-4hpX2=-8hp). A fifth hurls a javelin at Silo, missing.
These (k1-k5) have dark red scales, wear hide armor, and carry a spear, javelins, and a light shield each.[/ooc]
Two more red-scaled reptilians (k6, k7) lunge out, each carrying a shortsword and using what looks like a dragon scale as a shield. The spear-wielders prove distracting to the party, allowing the two with swords to strike home, one on the beleagured Silo (-5hp, and you're bloodied), and the other attacking Dyrnwyn (-7hp).
2nd roll, Nature DC20:
My attack roll:
If I hit:
and I slide at P-8.
Gran moves to the closest Kobold, his glaive emitting a pale light, and strikes down.
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The kobolds continue to swarm the party, especially Silo. The one on the northern edge comes out from cover, attacks and misses Frivry, and dances away. The other two spear-wielders, along with the one who had thrown a javelin, rush in with their spears and attack Silo, two of them hitting (-4x2=-8hp). The two with shortswords move in and attack Gran, missing, continuing to skip in and out of melee.
Reeling from his wounds, Dyrnwyn wipes the blood from his torn garb and focuses on the red -skinned lizardfolk assailing himself and the others on the path of crushed rock. Quickly assessing Silo’s condition, the Tiefling grimaces at the grievous damage inflicted.
“Silo, can you heal yourself?” Dyrnwyn cries, raising his hands before him.
With a series of bizarre and swirling flourishes of his wand and hands, in tandem with a hissing chant, the Wizard erupts in a flash of silvery light. The bolt races toward one the kobolds with intensity and metallic brilliance.
Minor Action: Warlock's Curse on k3(P8)
Move Action: Fey Step (Encounter Power) to M6
=> moving more than 3 squares => Concealment (Shadow Step)
Standard Action: Eyebite on k1 (with +1 from Prime Shot)
Rhainnis stares at one kobold menacing Silo and mutters a curse under his breath. Then he steps into the mists forming behind him and reappears behind the kobold standing away from the others. He forms his hands into a ball pointing at the kobold standing a bit away from the others and green fire is running up and down his scales.
The kobold blinks and looks around, but does not notice the eladrin stansing behind him.
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Rhiannis
Do you want to change the rest of your turn?
Nature DC20, Rhiannis only:
Staggered but acknowledge the others concern for him Silo shouts “It will take more then some stinking lizards to bring me down.” then draws his sword.
Changing to Basic melee attack with longsword. If the kobold is surprised, Rhiannis may have Combat Advatange. You decide and put a bonus on the attack roll.
Basic melee Attack; damage with longsword (1d20 3=15, 1d8=6)
You hear a swishing sound from behind the bushes. "Yar! Take this!" is Rhiannis yelling.
Pat:
If the kobold k3 goes down, I use my Improved Misty Step ability to teleport to M10.
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Rhiannis:
"What a nuisance", Kai twirls his Glaive and slams it down on the red-scaled creature.
Kai glances to his right at the other red-scale, "You're next after your friend"