"I think th'Cap'n is right'bout the arch'ry nest. It seems th'easiest to guard, if we're gonna stay. If not, we'd bes'get marchin' back t'tha minin' camp, but I'm not lookin' for'wrd t'tha walk, fer certain."
(Broccan will vote to stay in the archer's nest, but will comply with the majority if overruled.)
(To Edrukk)
"That spear look like th'throwin' kind'r the stabbin' kind?"
"Crommard are ye a wizard then, I hav been wantin tah learn o tha wizards magic. I have a components pouch fer yah if ye can show me about magic."
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Canvy returns from the burial and disposal site, the sweat and reddish earth stuck to his brow from the heavy manual labor. His hair matted and dirty, his body aching and tired. He surveys the scene on his return, to see what has been done to prepare for the impending night. He sees Edrukk looking at a spear, mumbling words to his god and seeking divine inspiration. "People, c'mon we need to get ready for tonight, you all need to eat. If you want to have a fire for cooking, then we'll have to do it soon, once its done, we'll throw the ash and embers into that dry well. Get yourselves somewhere to bed down in the archers room, be ready, there's not much light left in this day. And we need a watch order too, any volunteers."
To Edrukk and Broccan, Canvy continues, "Well done, that was a good job well done dealing with the bodies. what a day eh? You don't know how good it feels to be back with some real warriors and fighters. I suggest we go down to the sea and clean ourselves in the morning, get rid of the stink of death and toil." His steely blue eyes sparkle in satisfaction as he puts his arms around his new found friends shoulders and looks smiling at their faces.
Edrukk looks at the grimy hand on his shoulder and looks at Canvy, but his expression remains neutral.
"Seein' as th' rest o' ye dinnae 'ave night sight like me 'r 'n orc, I'll take as much watch 's I can 'andle, but I need t' sleep 's much 's anyone. Since ye've elected yerself t' be 'n charge, 'ow 'bout ye tell us what ye think th' watch order should be?"
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Canvy smiles at Edrukk's remarks, "No, I don't profess to be in charge, but old habits die hard. Those years in Forcastle Watch, when I made it up the ranks from soldier to Sargent, taught me a lot and a lot became habits. It's so strange but since that ill fated mission to Cairn Drathfell I sometimes forget all those things, but today its clear as clear can be. Anyway enough about that, its past. Lets get on with it, you have been more than competent in a fight, so I know we can rely on you. " With that Canvy offers his hand to Edrukk.
Mollified, the dwarf grudgingly takes the man's hand in his grip. He grunts something unintelligible before moving over to a corner of the room and unrolls his bedroll.
Alex looks incredulous. "You're staying here? Well, I'm not. Lady Luck spared me once and I'm not going to tempt her again. If you really want to get slaughtered by orcs it's your funeral, not mine. Thanks for the food, mate, but I'm off."
With that he turns to leave, with an air of disappointment.
"Lad, walkin' back t' th' camp alone is n' safer 'an stayin' 'ere with allies. Stay 'ere, take a turn wit' watchin', 'n we will see ye safe back t' th' camp."
Diplomacy
"Lad, let me escort'ya back t'rhe minin' camp. Issnot safe t'be walkin' round these parts alone inna dark. I can hoofit back an' maybe get an' hour'r two a shut'eye aft'r. Or ye can camp withus, ann' I'llescortya inna mornin. I'd hate t'see y' endup dead after all 'is."
Diplomacy:
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Canvy, reminds himself that its a dwarf he's talking to and tells himself 'Yep, we're friends, even though he don't know it himself, they was never that outgoing even in the company, but damn fine fighters.'
Canvy hearing the young lad, calls after him. "Hey lad, wait a while. If you're adamant to leave, you must have good reason. So before you go, can you tell us a bit more about the orcs here. You've been in hiding from them, what makes them more dangerous than those we have dealt with here? When you see them patrolling, what numbers are in the patrols? What time are the patrols? Do you know of a better hiding place, as you've been hiding here a while now? What places have you found to be safe?
You know Edrukk's right, you'd probably be safer staying with us than wandering outside at night. We're not just an expedition, some of us are trained fighters, others are trained to use magic. After all, we were hand picked by your friend Crommard who will be staying with us, as far as I know."
Diplomacy
Alex shrugs his shoulders. He seems to soften a bit: "Alright, just give me a crossbow, and I'll help you keep guard. I know how to use one of those. And I would love to put one between the eyes of those monsters." He obviously intends to stay awake all night. As the evening falls he climbs on top of one of the crumbling walls to get a better vantage point.
Erine is babbling to Goat again. "Goat, I'm a bit worried about this...what you have planned. I'm going with it, but are you sure it's a--well, alright, then."
(Broccan takes first watch, , and patrols depending on the following criteria:)
1.) If the group is camping in the courtyard, or outside the citadel: Broccan will set-up his tent, stowe his pack and other equipment, and begin a patrol route around the area. He will offer the use of his tent to anyone who does not wish to sleep in the open, advising them that the tent only sleeps two. If anyone accepts, he will sleep outside in the open when off guard duty. If not, he will make himself comfortable inside. He will sleep in his armor and keep his weapons and shield within easy reach.
2.) If the group camps in the archery nest, he will forego setting up the tent, and position himself at the entryway to the room. After his shift, he will sleep as close to the entryway as possible, again, not removing his armor, and keeping his weapons and shield close to hand.
(to Alex)
"Lad, ye might wan'ta carry somethin' t'hand, in case an'orc getsin close."
(He offers the boy a couple of the orcish daggers)
It is a little past two in the morning when trouble hits. Edrukk and Sanstree are on watch as you hear a twang from Alex's crossbow and then a muffled curse. "They are coming", Alex hisses, while you hear orcs screaming out in surprise.
Broccan and Canvy are either out of their armor ora are fatigued from sleeping in armor.
Time to roll for initiatives (and Perception checks to wake up).
It is a little past two in the morning when trouble hits. Edrukk and Sanstree are on watch as you hear a twang from Alex's crossbow and then a muffled curse. "They are coming", Alex hisses, while you hear orcs screaming out in surprise.
Broccan and Canvy are either out of their armor or are fatigued from sleeping in armor.
Time to roll for initiatives (and Perception checks to wake up).
Initiative
Edrukk hisses back, "Lad, what 'n th' 'ells 'r ye doin'? If'n ye get one o' us killed 'cause ye fired 'at crossbow, I'm gonna be findin' a new 'n uncomfortable place t' be storin' it!"
Edrukk would like to step beside the opening and ready an action to strike the first orc through the gap using his greatsword. His plan is to hold that position and leave a firing lane for the others down row 11.
"Sanstree, lad, wake up th' others, starting wit' Broccan 'n Canvy 'n 'ave 'em get ready t' be shootin' along in front o' me 'ere or 'ave one o' 'em come up alongside me -- we'll be usin' th' wall as a third warrior, keepin' 'em 'n reach o' me blade." Gorum, I see ye wish more battle 'fore day 's done. May we bring ye more glory 'is night.
Perception Roll (to wake up):
"Zzzz...hummm..rrr...zzzz."
"Broccan, Canvy Erine tha orcs are near upon us!"
Initiative
(Broccan eyes shoot open as Sanstree shakes him)
"Orcs? Orcs! I shou'da known th' swine wou' come fer us innanight."
(Broccan looks for a moment at his weapons and shield, considering)
"How close'r they, boy-o? Can we hitt'm at range'r shou'd I be grabbin' m'sword?"
Initiative:
Tiana wakes up as she hears Alex's crossbow. She jumps to her feet while orienting herself quickly and getting ready for the fight. She then moves towards the orcs, obviously intending to hide somewhere.
The orcs go on 12, but they need a couple of rounds to get to you, so you can position yourselves wherever you want in the room.
(Broccan rummages through his pack and pulls out his flask of alchemist fire. He hands it up to Alex on the wall.)
"Here, lad. Fling this 'at em. They'll be in fer a nasty su'prise! Whate'vr y'do, don' opennit first!"
"I was fer certain Canvy gathered crowbows an loaded them fer us tah beah usin."
"I can make wind & rain on them orcs one at a time, but Ive no spells tah be usin"
"Wait I ken put a light spell on a crossbow bolt or put one here so we doona have to fightem orcs inna dark."
"If Ima quik I can put tha light inta tha hallway an make tha orcs easier fer us tah kell!"
"Wait I ken put a light spell on a crossbow bolt or put one here so we doona have to fightem orcs inna dark."
"If Ima quik I can put tha light inta tha hallway an make tha orcs easier fer us tah kell!"
"Aye, 'n ye remove all doubt as t' where we be 'idin'. 'old yer spell 'n deliver 't by bolt after 'ey 'ave found us."
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Canvy blinks his eyes, his fingers rub the sleep out of the corners and he shakes his head, trying to remove the daze of a deep sleep. In a semi automaton state he reaches for his chain shirt. With the urgency of Broccan and Edrukk speaking and hearing the words 'orcs approaching', Canvy's head seems to clear of any slumbering thoughts. He picks up his scale mail lying next to his bed, but realizing he doesn't have time to put it on, sets in front of him as many fully loaded crossbows as he can. He calls to Erine, shakes her a bit to wake her and says "Wake up Erine, I've got a job for you. Can you reload these crossbows and pass me one so that I can continually fire at the green 'uns on their way here."
There seems to be three orcs and one half-orc coming up the stairs. They move quickly and purposefully but then they are ambushed by Tiana.
Canvy blinks his eyes, his fingers rub the sleep out of the corners and he shakes his head, trying to remove the daze of a deep sleep. In a semi automaton state he reaches for his chain shirt. With the urgency of Broccan and Edrukk speaking and hearing the words 'orcs approaching', Canvy's head seems to clear of any slumbering thoughts. He picks up his scale mail lying next to his bed, but realizing he doesn't have time to put it on, sets in front of him as many fully loaded crossbows as he can. He calls to Erine, shakes her a bit to wake her and says "Wake up Erine, I've got a job for you. Can you reload these crossbows and pass me one so that I can continually fire at the green 'uns on their way here."
"Aaaah! Goat! Goat!" Erine screams as Canvy touches her. The goat starts awake and tries to bite Canvy's ankle, but is still weary and his attack is blocked by the man's armor.
(Broccan picks up his shield and sword and runs to engage the orcs. )
"Hav'at me, y'greenskin'devils!"
The dwarf puts out a hand as the human fighter makes to rushby. "Wait 'ere, lad! She knows what she's doin' 'n she'll be back 'n 'ere shortly. Stand 'ere by me 'n we'll make short work o' 'ese 'uns. Let 'er lead back t' us if'n she doesn't kill 'em all 'erself."
(Broccan stops, momentarily confused by Edrukk's barring of his movement)
"If y'sayso, Mast'r Edrukk. I'll stan' by ye, an' we'll fight'm togeth'r. I jus' hope th' lass dinna get'rsef kill'd."
"Canvy Ive a crossbow bolt in mah hands when I hear tha battle I will put a light spell on it an yahs does yer best tah see it go between tha eyes o onea them orcs"
As the orcs advance, Tiana realizes she's not only alone and away from the safety of her friends, but also facing four orcs by herself, with not much ranged support. She quickly pierces at the first orc approaching, which is startled by her attack, but still misses.
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She then moves to block the orcs from entering and pierces again at the same orc, shouting to her friends: "Fire at them!"
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Tiana stabs the first orc to come through the opening twice, while Alex lobs the Alchemist's fire on the third orc, causing it to curse wildly. Unfortunately the resilient orc manages to retaliate before going down and Tiana is hit for 16 points of damage by the first two orcs. The other two move into position according to the map, the half-orc pronouncing a judgment of protection.
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Initiative
Ignores the goat's bite, but blood pours from his leg wound. As he puts weight on his leg, it takes all his will power to continue standing. He shouts at Erine "Keep that goat under control, is he fighting for us or for them."
Canvy takes a crossbow and files at the orc. The bolt flies high and wide, embedding itself into the wall above the entrance where the orc is entering. Canvy turns to Erine and whoever else is close by, "Any of you able to fire a crossbow accurately, cos nows yer chance. If so take over firing the crossbow from me, so I can put my scale mail armor on."
Crossbow ranged attack (includes the penalty for firing into combat).
(Assuming Edrukk strikes the orc in the entry with his readied action, Broccan will strike the orc if it doesn't fall. If Edrukk's bow slays it, he will instead charge the half-orc.)
Attack: (add +2 more for charging if against half-orc)
Damage:
"She's down! Th'lass'is down! We go'ta get'to'r!"
"She's down! Th'lass'is down! We go'ta get'to'r!"
"Fool girl! I thought she was goin' t' be strikin' 'n retreatin'! Did she think she could take 'em all 'erself?"
Readied Attack on L10
Damage
"Fire the crossbows!"
Rattled by the apparent loss of the girl, Edrukk misjudges his swing as the orc stops and he deals damage to the fortress wall, but leaves his adversary unhurt.
Erine (who should definitely be awake by now) is up, then the orcs.
Erine (who should definitely be awake by now) is up, then the orcs.
Erine pats Goat. "Not much we can do, Goat."
Crommard cries out in surprise: "Sethus? Is that you?"
Broccan slashes at the orc, drawing blood. The orc sneers evilly as the half-orc casts a spell at Broccan . The other orc throws a javelin and Alex lets out a muffled yelp of pain.
Will Save:
(Bolstered by his rage, and concern for Tiana, Broccan steels himself against the half-orc's spell.)
"Y'll no' use yer foul sorc'ry on me, pig-man! But m'sword will fin'ditsway to yer gizzard!"
(Broccan lashes out with his sword at the orc before him, determined to cut him down and get to the half-orc beyond)
Attack:
Damage:
Confirm Critical Hit:
The orc grunts in disappointment, then raises his falchion for a devastating blow, causing Broccan 15 points of damage.
You're up.
Crit Damage Die:
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Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage
Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack 1d20 (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage 1d8
Erine glares. "You have a point, Goat."