As Garion cuts cleanly through the rope binding the front of the barge to the back of the bandit's boat, the latter begins to swing outwards slightly as the current tries to carry it past, along the river.
Alexian grunts incomfortably as the sword pierces his armor, but maintains his focus on the bandit. With a bloody smile, he says "Touche" to the bandit as they trade blows.
As Garion cuts cleanly through the rope binding the front of the barge to the back of the bandit's boat, the latter begins to swing outwards slightly as the current tries to carry it past, along the river.
Shuriken handsprings her way up the crates, one hand on her wakizashi as she handsprings with other hand (1handed handspring), leaping off the crates into a flanking position with alexian, timing her attack just as she is both flanking and descending at the same time, inflicting a level of awe that should amaze the bandit on I8 to the point of suprise as a wakizashi is thrust in midair towards his armpit, descending downward, leaving a massive gash exposing his kidney and liver as she lands, with a twist and a slash, she gracefully retracts her blade out of the brigands side.
Acrobatics Checks
1st one (get on the crate) (DC16)
2nd one (to avoid falling as i navigate the crates) [dc 10)
3rd one (to avoid attacks of oppurtunity, vs. CMD of bandit on i8)
relex save (to reduce the amount of blood spilling onto her kimono by any feasible means, pure fluff)
attack roll (following bonuses are added, normal +4 to hit, plus +2 from flank, +1 from bless and +1 from higher ground as i will do this while i descend into flanking position with alexian, but just upon reaching said circumstances. the target is the bandit on I8 whom Alexian just smacked with his bastard sword)
damage roll
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Sabine moves up to strike the hat-wearing bandit, but twists aside at the last moment, leaving her starknife to scrape along his armour harmlessly, the Shuriken rolls along the crate, dropping into place and lashing out at him, cutting into his side. Wincing in pain, the bandit looks around desperately before slashing out at Alexian, , but in his panic he misses widely.
Shuriken will slash the bandit leader again with her wakizashi, attempting to make the gash in his side bigger. she smiled playfully yet sadistically and spoke not a word as she attacked him again.
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damage roll
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(crit damage) (if applicable)
Sabine slashes at the man again with Sanguinus while keeping an eye on the other Bandit that's nearby.
Attack Bandit with Sanguinius:
"You're looking pretty pale, friend. Why don't you call off your hounds and keep your life", says Alexian to the bandit leader as he raises his sword to strike once more. "I very much doubt that you'll be able to breath with my sword thru your lungs...
Alexian shakes his head at the bandit leader as he slices viciously downward with his bastard sword.
"I'll give you all a chance to surrender, but if you continue to attack us, you'll all get to look like this one..."
Daryan, hoping that the bandit that was left on the other side of the gap is now too nervous to make the jump, goes to join Alexian and Shuriken. While paying attention to the captain's movements, he puts his hand out to put Irori's blessing on Alexian's weapon.
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Alexian's sword cuts deeply into the bandit leader's neck, causing him to collapse in a tangled heap.
Seeing their captain fall, the two bandits that remain on their own barge share a hesitant look, then the one at the front of the barge draws his sword. With a single motion, he cuts through the rope holding the two boats together, and they begin to float on down the river.
The single bandit remaining on your barge lashes out fearfully at Alexian, , , before dropping the weapon and diving into the river to swim after his fleeing allies.
Alexian's sword cuts deeply into the bandit leader's neck, causing him to collapse in a tangled heap.
Seeing their captain fall, the two bandits that remain on their own barge share a hesitant look, then the one at the front of the barge draws his sword. With a single motion, he cuts through the rope holding the two boats together, and they begin to float on down the river.
The single bandit remaining on your barge lashes out fearfully at Alexian, 1d20+3, 1d6, before dropping the weapon and diving into the river to swim after his fleeing allies.
Alexian ignores the fleeing bandit, too busy staring at the messy remains of the bandit leader to care; a haunted expression adorns his face as he slowly cleans his blessed sword of the bandits blood. He spends the next few moments in silence, standing before the dead man.
Daryan is quiet for a moment, walking back over to retrieve his axe from the ship's deck. He looks around as the sailors start to reappear and asks, "Is anyone injured?" The battle had been won, but there were still things to attend to before Daryan could return to a calming meditation. Although he had helped kill bandits before back in Osirion as part of his travels, the sight still greatly troubled him. The river didn't look so serene now, its peaceful waters just a path for thieves and rogues to travel on.
Daryan is quiet for a moment, walking back over to retrieve his axe from the ship's deck. He looks around as the sailors start to reappear and asks, "Is anyone injured?" The battle had been won, but there were still things to attend to before Daryan could return to a calming meditation. Although he had helped kill bandits before back in Osirion as part of his travels, the sight still greatly troubled him. The river didn't look so serene now, its peaceful waters just a path for thieves and rogues to travel on.
Alexian withdraws from his dark thoughts upon hearing Daryan's voice. Looking down at his side, he remembers the slight wound the bandit captain gave him, and notices trickles of red staining his chainmail. "I...am..apparently" says Alexian distantly.
Alexian withdraws from his dark thoughts upon hearing Daryan's voice. Looking down at his side, he remembers the slight wound the bandit captain gave him, and notices trickles of red staining his chainmail. "I...am..apparently" says Alexian distantly.
"Then it's a good thing you have me here to patch you up," Daryan gives a small smile to Alexian, seeing that he is somewhat troubled. Daryan murmurs a few words of comfort in Irori's name, his eyes closed, as he extends a hand to Alexian's wounds.
As Daryan cures Alexians wound, he nods in thanks at the cleric, but continues to stare at the body. "That's the first man I've ever killed...what do we do with him?" He pauses for a moment before continuing. "It doesn't seem right to just dump him into the river...
"Well done!" the merchant-captain booms cheerily as he makes his way forward from the rear of the barge where he and the rest of the crew had retreated during the combat, "masterfully done, are you ready to continue on?"
Alexian nods his head at the captain but says nothing, continuing to stare at the dead bandit.
"Well if that was the best they can throw at us then this should be a fun trip," Sabine says with a grin. Her smile fades when she notices Alexian's bloody shirt however and she moves over to him to make sure he's alright, hovering as Daryan performs his ministrations.
Well if that was the best they can throw at us then this should be a fun trip," Sabine says with a grin. Her smile fades when she notices Alexian's bloody shirt however and she moves over to him to make sure he's alright, hovering as Daryan performs his ministrations.
Noticing Sabine's concern, Alexian's mood abruptly fades, switching back to his usual demeanor. "He got in a lucky shot", he says with a grin.
"Of course," she grins up at him. "Who could best the mighty Alexian in a duel." She throws him a wink and a laugh, but you can see that the first real hint of danger has left her a little unnerved, a feeling which she is compensating for with a little humour.
"Of course," she grins up at him. "Who could best the mighty Alexian in a duel." She throws him a wink and a laugh, but you can see that the first real hint of danger has left her a little unnerved, a feeling which she is compensating for with a little humour.
He gives a slightly self-depreciating chuckle at hearing "mighty Alexian". "Sometimes I think I get too used to wearing the ol' tin can, makes me forget to protect myself."
"I'm sure you'll remember when it matters," Daryan comments as he examines the corpse lying at his feet. "Captain, I can't imagine that dumping corpses in the river is good for it, especially for any towns that might be downstream. What do we do with the body for now?"
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Daryan finds no magic on bandit's possessions, but he does notice that his chain shirt seems to be of exceptional quality, and his coin purse is quite full of coins and even a few gems.
"We'll pull over to the shore in a little while so we can dispose of the wretch in the forest," the captain replies with a frown down at the bandit, "I'm sure he'll make some creature a fine meal."
Alexian turns slowly towards the captain, his face clouded with anger. "A feast for crows? Not many deserve that fate, captain. If you'll indulge me, I'd prefer to give the man a decent, but short burial." He looks over at Daryan and says, "Daryan, can you oblige me on this? Nothing fancy, just something for respect."
"Suit yourself," the merchant-captain says, before turning away and briskly giving orders to his crew who begin to resume their duties after the disruption.
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After the bandit’s make-shift burial, the journey up the Sellen River continues. The rest of the voyage proves quite uneventful; the few barges that pass by with armed crews simple eye the well armed pathfinder-guards warily and continue on their way. It would seem that the barge has managed to avoid the notice of the ruthless new bandit gang, and it isn’t long before the journey nears its end in the port city of Xer, not far from Lake Encarthan and the final leg of the trip to Ustalav.
"You’ve done well, friends," the merchant captain intones as his crew moors the vessel into the docks, "if I’m in town when you’re wanting to head back down to Cassomir, I’d be happy to take you on again."
"may i have the chain shirt we got off the bandit leader anyway? it may not be made of mithril, but it will help until i get a mithril one, it shouldn't be too different from wearing a 20 pound steel wire mesh nightshirt underneath a kimono." Shuriken at first was upset that the shirt wasn't made of mithril, but decided she wanted it anyway.
Sabine disembarks from the barge with the others, giving the Captain a smile and a promise to join him for a return voyage if they were able.
She's eager to sell the Bandit's gear and move on to the next stage of their journey, hoping to get to Ustalav soon, with little more trouble.
"Glad to be of help, captain. We'll have to take you up on that on the way back", says Alexian as he disembarks.
"I guess we should find a place to stay and figure out how to get to Ustalav."
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Disembarking from the barge, the bustling trade port at first seems just like so many others around Golarion, though as the first impression fades to reality, an underlying tension can be felt that permeates the place. The traders declare their wares, but the joviality common to such announcements seems to be replaced by a nervous abruptness, as though the traders are afraid to draw too much attention to their goods.
Daryan thanks the captain for the ride, glad to be disembarking on solid land once again. Wearing his armor just in case, he walks with his companions to find an inn of sorts.
Perception Check
Shuriken walked off the boat after having changed into a Chain Shirt and another of her black kimonos. with all the normal requisite accessories and her standard hairstyle, a shoulder length ponytail partially obscuring a pair of neck length vertical braids hanging off of a horizontal braid across the back of her head. her ususal gear among her person. she had planned to sell her old set of armor.
Perception Check:
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As the would-be pathfinders reach the end of the docking pier, leading to the docks proper, everyone except Alexian spots a plainly dressed man trying to discreetly raise their attention stood off to one side.
Shuriken pulls her wayfinder out of her sleeve, reavelealing it to the fellow pathfinder. she signals to the guy with her free hand. signalling what amounts to "Come Here"