The sun shines down on Fallcrest on this beautiful mid-summer day. owns folk go about there business and children play in the streets.
The sound of hammering can be heard for block away. Inside Teldorthan’s Arms two of the master blacksmith's apprentices are hard at work. His young son Dorinthal, and his charge Kronag. The two had been at work since the early dawn with no signs of stopping.
Though taken in by their father the Ironhew brothers had little love for the half-orc. Seeing him as a hindrince and a black mark on the family name. To make matters worse Teldorthan had even taught him the family trade, treating him as an equal amongst the two.
This caused a unique rivalry in the smithy. Today was different though the eldest brother, Teldor, was away in the town of Winterhaven accuiring a package for his father. Without the eldest there to provoke the situation the two worked in relative peace.
Over the sounds of the loud "CLANGS" comes something else. Kronag moves to the rear entrance of the smithy there he hears and soon sees...
"Brazimal, my dear, I think I've taught you all I can. I've some arrangements. Starting today you'll be attending classes at the Septarch Tower. Nimozaran is an old friend and I've managed to get you in." Osiran smiled at the young girl...
Brazimal kept playing this mornings events in her mind. While she was excited about the chance to study under the old mage. She was also sad and scared. She would miss studying with Osiran and of course the she'd heard stories form adults and children alike about the Nimozaran. "Mean as devil, and twice as scary", "He's really a demon who eats the children"
As she makes her way through the Upper Quay she notices a woman and children running up from the Lower Quay. She makes her way to them and off over the cliff she see's smoke coming from the market...
Corrin awoke to another bringht day. Yawning he made his way down stairs, grabbed a bite to eat and made his way down to the Lower Quay.
Walking out of the house the looked around "Where's that cat gone off to now?" His wuestion is soon answered as the cat jumps from it's hiding place above and onto the younglings head.
"If were going down down there today you think you can catch me some fish?" The cat's voice rings in his head as it makes itself comfortable.
Corrin sighs and begins the trek down the sheer cliff wall. In the corner of his eyes he could swear if only for a moment saw movement. "What are you looking at?" The cat yawns and stretches from his moving perch.
A moment later Corrin can see smoke coming from the town market...
Corrin looks over to towards the market. "Come on. Lets see what's happening at the market." "But... the fish? "Oh, be quiet. I'll get you some fish at the market." He then tightens his headband and runs off towards the market.
Brazimal curiously looks out at the smoke.
"What's going on?"
Laz:
Laz: ** spoiler omitted **
Kronag
His attention caught by the noise, Kronag runs to the back and sees the smoke rising from the town center. "Dor', look! A fire! You better get your da."
Kronag starts to run for downtown, but barely reaches the street before remembering his duties. He hurries back into the smithy and takes care of any fire risk there. Then, if not interrupted, he races to join the crowd and see what's going on.
The day is long and dull. Just another day of watching over Kings Gate. Lareth shakes his head at yawing entrance. It's been years, more than he's even seen and the gates siter tower still remains in rubble. It's almost as if no one expects anyone to sneak into town.
Turning his to the north Lareth notices smoke rising from the center of Lowtown. "Something's wrong," he thinks to himself. The last time he remembers smoke coming from the center of town was when a fight broke out at the Lucky Gnome and the bar almost burnt to the ground.
Lareth quicky makes his way to the Green in hopes of finding the problem. The tall, lanky Sergeant Gerdrand grunts as the boy runs off.
Adrana follows Bruno through the wooded area near the bluffs. "What is it boy?" Earlier while out something seemed to spook the hound and he took off after it.
Going further she could swear she say movment. Something fast, small. Bruno barrels into the brush and begins growling. As Adrana catches up she sees what has him in a mood...
Sent on a errand, Jocarra entered Fallcrest. Her family was need of a few supplies in town and sent her to fetch them. The locals attitude toward her hadn't changed. Oeople avoided walking by her or even looking too long at her. Fearing she could see their deepest secrets. To make matters worse she had to go all the way to Sandercot Provisioners, the family couldn't afford to the goods at Halfmoon Trading.
As she approached the bluff heading into Lowtown, she could feel Eclipse pointing her to something below. For an instant she could have sworn to have seen something.
Once down she headed into the woods to see what it was. Finding herself in a clearing she begins her search. Not long though the brush beings to move. Jocarra gets reeady for whatever it may be.
Out from the brush emerges a growling hound, followed soon by a young girl...
Looking back over his shoulder as he runs off Lareth yells, "I think the lucky gnomes about to burn down again sergeant. I'll just go and check.
Thinking to himself I just hope those river rats aren't starting a ruckus again or I'll have a thing to say.
As the two girls look at each other wondering what to do next, each of their respected beasts point out danger. Soon the smell of of smoke hits their noises. The smoke seems to be coming from the market...
Children laughed and played kick ball as the adults went about there business on the Green. Fresh fish and other foods. Trickets, livestock and other goods. All could be found on the Green. As merchants haggled prices over customers, no one noticed to crackling pots launched into the crowd.
By the Kronag, Brazimal, Lareth and the others arrive on the scene they see what remains of the marketfolk running from the blaze in amist the mob and flames multipule small reptilian frames. KOBOLDS!
By the Kronag, Brazimal, Lareth and the others arrive on the scene they see what remains of the marketfolk running from the blaze in amist the mob and flames multipule small reptilian frames. KOBOLDS!
Laz:
Kronag, horrified by the fire, nonetheless realizes that this is exactly the kind of situation he is best at and readies for a fight.
By the Kronag, Brazimal, Lareth and the others arrive on the scene they see what remains of the marketfolk running from the blaze in amist the mob and flames multipule small reptilian frames. KOBOLDS!Laz: ** spoiler omitted **
Kronag
Jocarra was casually walking to town, dressed, as is normal for her in a mix of homespun cloth and doehide, her feet bare, as she kept them except in the winter. She had some sort of roast meat on the end of her spear, and would occassionally stop to rip some off and eat it.
When the dog appears, she smiles. "Are you wanting some badger too?" she asks, pulling a nice piece off and tossing it to the canine. As the smaller girl appears, Jocarra smiles once more, holding the spear out. "Badger?" she asks.
Then her head turns to the ghostly snake wrapped around her like a shawl. "What's that Eclipse? Yes, I agree, let's see what's happening. Maybe there will be more badgers. I could use practice cooking them."
Down into town she goes, not minding at all if the other girl comes along, but not thinking to introduce herself. When she sees the kobolds she frowns. "Not badgers at all!" she says, with a pout, then smiles. "But, they are like lizards. Maybe I can cook them. After they're dead."
She pulls what's left of the badger from her spear tip and tosses it to the side, grease rolling down her spear shaft and Elcipse slides off her, slithering along the ground to her left.
Init: 1d20=13
Laz:
"Kobolds are attacking the market! This will be fun!", he says as he enters the market.
"Badger? Eh, no thanks." Adrana replies as she looks down at Bruno who is happily snacking. The blonde girl follows along with her dog but looks too nervous to say anything to the girl with the spear.
A hide bound kobold (SK) yips as the stall becomes consumed with flame. A sling wielding kobold leaps over the wooden stalls trying to get a better vantage point of the battle.
It takes a polished stone from it pouch and lets it fly at the half-orc.
The stone bounces off the wooden plank zooming past Kronag head.
Kronag yelps as he ducks the rock, then, with a determined look, starts after the nearest kobold, ducking around the stall between them. Kronag takes a powerful two-handed swing with his mace at K1, but his enthusiasm outstrips his skill and the half-orc youth misses.
Adrana grabs her Rapier and runs forward into the fight. Often times one would think her foolish if they didn't know who her mother and father were and the type of training they had given her at a young age. Bruno slips around a wagon trying to get a jump on the kobold as Adrana holds him off.
Careful Attack Vs. AC (1d20+10=16)
Kronag darts about the market place, but his target proves as agile if not more than himself. Running into battle Adrana plunges her blade into the Kobolds heart. It squeaks before crumpling over.
Lareth
Jocarra
Brazimal
W
Corrin
K1-10
SK
SL
Kronag
Adrana
Lareth looses his javelin and yells to the townsfolk Quick, everyone get to cover, darting forward he launches a javelin at the nearest kobold
Noticing out the corner of his eye a familiar figure, Is that you Kronag, I should have known you'd be in the thick of it.
The javelin sails through the air and comes to rest deep in the kobold chest.
Kronag turns and notices Lareth arrival on the field.
Noticing out the corner of his eye a familiar figure, Is that you Kronag, I should have known you'd be in the thick of it.
Kronag looks about, waves a casual salute to Lareth, then returns his focus to the kobolds.
"Lets get closer." Jocarra says, and the girl strides forward, watching what some of the other brave people are doing.
Unable to clearly see the remaining kobolds, Brazimal moves up so she can bring her magic to bear. As soon as she clearly sees a Kobold she unleashes an orb of Force at it.
"Take that!"
Brazimal hurls an orb of magical force at the kobold. It bursts against
the dragonkins hide sending it hurling through the air. It comes to rest near the feet of the appearant leader.
"Ja'n dor krie tal" The leader yaps inspiring his tribe memebers
Draconic
"Kill the pinkskins, take their land"
He moves into battle, and across the Green he spots his first victim... Kronag!
He holds out his hand and bits of earth and the wind form an orb of energy.
Kronag once again proves to agile, as he ducks out of the way. The ord slams hard into the stall behind him.
Kronag once again proves to agile, as he ducks out of the way. The ord slams hard into the stall behind him.
"Hey!" Kronag looks at the damage to the stall, then turns back to the caster. "Ooga booga to you!"
Corrin vaults into the booth and begins to yell at the kobolds. "Why don't you just leave!" Suddenly, a bolt of light heads screaming towards the kobolds.
Corrin jumps and rolls into the both (). Once situated he launches a bolt of churning chaos at his foe. The kobold barely manages to leap outta away.
The kobolds yip as their leader spurs them on. They seem horrible desperate and braver than you typical kobold.
K2 trows a javelin at Kronag, then proceeds to leap over the stall and head at his pray.
K4 and K10 seeing there egg brother rush the pig man follow in suit. K10 managinfg to reach an flack him while K4 comes in throwing range.
The half-orc continues to prove just how quick he is! Easily dodging their weapons. For a moment the kobold faces show doubt and worry over thier chosen pray.
K8 and K6 move into battle stalking the closest pray. They move with blinding speed and efficiency easily flanking Brazimal
K8 and K6 deliver twin blows to the young wizard
They yip in praise as their javelins pierce her flesh.
K7 moves closer into the battle and stops between the two stalls. It seems he's waiting for something.
K9 looks confused on what to do, and who to attack. He eventually remains totally cover by the stall ().
SL pops his head over the stall and lets another shot fly at the half-orc.
Kronag again proves to quick for his attackers. Ducking out of the way of green pot headed toward him. It smashes against the stall, releasing a hissing, stinking cloud.
"Krie dor ha'la" Sk screams... yips into battle rushing toward Brazimal
Draconic
"Krill the horned-one"
Sk spear hit home. Call it luck, arcane feed back or something more because the spear barely manage to harm her.
Kronag yells to Lareth, "Take care of these guys, will ya? I'm going after that slinger!"
Suiting action to words, the half-orc dodges out from the kobolds surrounding him to smash his mace down on the slinger.
K4 takes advantage of situation and stikes
The K4 yips in glee as he hits the half-orc.
Kronag pushes through and to SL. It shrieks in terror as the half-orc closes. Kronag leaves a nasty gash in SL's hide.