Post by Head Moderator on Jun 11, 2014 5:40:30 GMT -5
Tesarik One: Log On
Tesarik One: ^v^ 5/26/2014 7:17:03 PM ^v^
Tesarik One: Just so everyone knows we decided to make this a quest. If you
only planned on staying for the duration of a mission that's fine, but do let
me know in IM that you are leaving early.
Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Foray into the Endless Caverns"
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours from when we begin.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier
you do not have it and this includes mundane gear.
Tesarik One: Remember when you first use something to tell me how you are
able to use it - after that you can merely state the numbers.
Tesarik One: Now state your info: Rank - Name - Class/Profession - Dice -
Hit Points - Defense DC - Healing Points if applicable. You will need to keep
up with your own self-healing points as they are used.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
ferocious allure: [ Thais Ylva; Sapphire Marshal; Support/Charmer/Support;
2d66; 33hp; 19ddc; flirt; proud; distinctive ]
Tesarik One: "Scout Hollander", Ruby Warrior, 3d82 (AoS), 48hp, DC16,
Bloodhound/Swordmaster, FLAWS: Branded, Curiosity, Healing Slowly
Cloaked Fists: (Bryce Thomson, Sapphire Defender, Combat/Brawler, Support,
2d62, 41 hp, 16 dc. Flaws: Beastly Instinct, Code of Honor, Chivalrous
Courtesy)
Tesarik Five: -Sadlin Grey - Emerald Defender - Support/Healer - 2d72 - 41hp
- 16 Defense - 44 Healing points -
Mighty Gar thog: (Sapphire defender Wesh Arcane Mystic 2d62 Hp 34 DDC 22)
Tesarik One: Roll init, add in QCK
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ferocious allure: (( +9 = 20 ))
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Mighty Gar thog: (32)
Tesarik One: 18
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer has entered the room.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: (Sadlin? Bryce?)
Cloaked Fists: (6 quick = 15)
Tesarik One: Ok thanks. Also, Andy state and roll init.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik Five: (14)
psionic wanderer: (+12 = 16)
psionic wanderer: Bowen Scamp, Emerald Adept, Ranger, 2d70, 42 hp
psionic wanderer: DC 22
Tesarik One: Hold while I build the SB.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44)
Tesarik One: Mistakes? IM me.
Tesarik One: ^v^ 5/26/2014 7:28:52 PM ^v^
Mighty Gar thog: Wesg Shanke A large King cobra snake 2d30 hp 30 qck 5 dc 15
(+5 to hit)
Mighty Gar thog: Wesh*
Mighty Gar thog: &snake
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) || Shanke 0/30 [15]
Tesarik One: With the threat to the unicorns taken care of, the poachers
killed - the bloodlances destroyed, and even one unicorn saved of the horror
of becoming a bloodlance, the gypsies retired to their camp. It
Tesarik One: was a beautiful place, there near the Unicorn Run, with
mythical forests and waterfalls like none had probably seen before, so it was
a fine place to camp for a while. A more "permanent" camp was set
Tesarik One: up instead of just an overnight, including the large tent that
had rooms for everyone if they wished it. They were free to do whatever it
was they enjoyed the most in a gypsy camp which probably
Tesarik One: meant a lot of music, dancing, eating, hunting, writing,
practicing and all manner of things! They'd been there several days, the
hunting was AMAZING but they did have that magical cloth that provided
Tesarik One: what the forest around them could not. The fish and game were
well known in the area and delicious. It would not be completely
inconceivable that the word of the gypsy's conquest of protecting the
Tesarik One: beloved unicorns to reach the villages and towns along the
river and possibly even further - which brings an opening for Bryce to seek
out the kumpania! (Begin RP)
Cloaked Fists: (Healing Affinity - 27, 18 from rank, 9 from Vow of Charity/
Self-Healing - 9 rank minus Vow of Charity)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] (0/27) || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) || Shanke 0/30
[15]
Tesarik One: (brb)
psionic wanderer: With Bowen around there was probably not much at all that
the forest could not provide! He spent most of his time as usual, either
hunting for their food, or telling outlandishly embellished stories from his
time spent on Bel'Berith
ferocious allure: Thais was over near a water source, up to her elbows in
soapy water as she painstakingly scrubbed the dirt out of her clothes. Every
now and then she would wrinkle her nose for reasons unknown, only the most
perceptive of
Tesarik One: Scout had found a place along the river that had deeper pooled
water, and had decided to take a swim for much of the morning. The water was
cool, and Bright Eye was hot, it was a nice mix. She floated about on her
back, staring up
psionic wanderer: Island for the entertainment of, well..anyone who would
listen.
Cloaked Fists: He'd been on the road since he learned of the exploits of the
most recent happenings. Truly, they might be the right folk he was seeking
out. He'd made some small name for himself in his journies to find those
with passions
ferocious allure: individuals discerning the steam that arose after ever
such occurrence. She was of course, downstream from Scout not wishing to
poison the pour maid with the lye she used to clean her clothes! Lifting a
wet hand, she'd scrub the hair
psionic wanderer: At present he was hunting, of course Stories were for
'round the campfire.
Tesarik One: at the sky above, enjoying the relaxation. Every now and again
she'd climb the slick stone above where she swam, sat on her ass and slid all
the way down with a splash into the water! She felt like a child again,
exploring the
ferocious allure: from the her forehead and stare out a bit .. before coming
back to her senses and reapplying the garment against the washboard with a
degree of ferocity.
ferocious allure: poor***
Mighty Gar thog: ~Wesh was relaxing, eating a piece of ham from that cloth,
enjoying the meal, drinking water from a skin, playing with his medicine
stick, adjusting the eyes upon the head bof the snakehead on his stck~ /d
Tesarik One: forest around the brothel where she was raised. All she needed
was a treehouse and she'd be so happy! She grinned down at Thais being so
productive, while she was lazy as they come. Soon though she pulled herself
out and lay on her
Cloaked Fists: similar to his own. His family had been apart for too long,
so long he'd never known. He could only hope his reputation would be enough
to be more than a guest for a time. He approached the gathering at a mild
pace, he had a few
Tesarik Five: Sadlin had just been about and around. There really wasn't
much else for him to do, not when they were out in the wilderness, other than
spend his time talking with others and thinking. Though neither tended to be
very good for
Cloaked Fists: changes of clothes and a pack with a few items, but he
carried nothing more than what he arrived with.
Tesarik One: back against a flat rock to dry out in the sun, and let her
underclothes she'd been swimming in dry out as well. "What's on your mind
Thais?" she called out to her fellow companion.
Tesarik Five: others around him. He wasn't the type to hunt, in fact he
stayed away from the hunt, as he'd likely just ruin it in his mind. And Wesh
was eating by the camp, so what was he to do? Well the only thing any hot
blooded man could do!
Tesarik One: Creep at the ladies.
Tesarik Five: Spy on the women by the water! Well, not so much spying, as he
made no attempt to hide his presence as he walked up near the middle of the
pair, a small grin on his lips as he looked between them, only to let his
gaze linger just a
ferocious allure: "Dragan is a fool." She muttered underneath her breath,
giving the skirt a scrub so hard she feared she almost tore the threads; but
a brief inspection proved otherwise, the woman tilted her head to the side
and widened her eyes,
psionic wanderer: Well the hunting had not gone terribly well, mostly
because he didn't feel like dragging an entire deer carcass back to camp by
himself. So he contented himself with a trio of rabbits, returning to the
camp and sitting down where
Tesarik Five: little on Scout, she was after all wet. "Such a beauty, where
is the beast?" And then back to Thias. "You should think to get your things
enchanted with Everclean. Saves you time from having to wash them."
Cloaked Fists: "Hullo, good people." He would call out as he came into the
light of the closest fire. He put on his best grin, taking note of who was
present.
psionic wanderer: he'd have as good a view as possible of the others. That
done, he started preparing the rabbits while his narrative got a bit greener.
ferocious allure: a large almost vacuous smile offered up to Scout. "Nothing
in particular .. I just hope the lye does not soil the water overmuch!" There
was probably not much fear of that, it would take an army of washerwomen to
pollute this
psionic wanderer: Well what was this, a stranger? Bowen stopped what he was
doing immediately and drew an arrow from his quiver, having it aimed at the
stranger in an instant, though he didn't loose. Just..stared. Where were the
better talking people
psionic wanderer: ?
ferocious allure: paradise but it was something to occupy the mind.
"Everclean? Enchanted .. ?" That was news to her, she stopped scrubbing long
enough to make sure she caught his explanation .. her nose wrinkling with
subtle sniffs as she took note
ferocious allure: of fresh kills in the vicinity; then shifted her head to
the newcomer, a little bemused.
Tesarik One: She rolled over onto her stomach, hands on her chin, facing
downstream to talk to Thais. "I doubt it will, the river runs so quickly it
will be washed out to sea before you know it." She glanced to Sadlin and gave
a little smirk.
Tesarik Five: Those that actually knew how to talk to others, unlike the
multi talented Bowen, were by the river. A grin came from Sadlin as he
tilted his head to Thais a little more, then reached down and grabbed a
handfull of dirt before he
Mighty Gar thog: ~He looked up at the newcomer. It was not that stranger who
fought so well, the last two times, so he watched the person~ Uh... hello,
and who might you be? /d
psionic wanderer: He certainly didn't like having a stranger about when he
was neither hooded nor masked! Well, he generally took Scout's lead on such
things. "Scout! Need you over here." He didn't take his aim off of the new
guy, hopefully he knew
psionic wanderer: better than to make any sudden movements.
Cloaked Fists: He just lifted a brow as he glanced over to Bowen. He made
no move to approach closer, but he cocked his head to the side, studying the
distance seperating them. He kept his hands at his sides, palms opened.
Tesarik Five: brought it to his chest and rubbed it against his clothes. The
dirt simply fell away, leaving no trace of it what so ever on the light green
silken shirt of his. "It does this." Better to just show then bother
explaining.
Tesarik One: She had not noticed a newcomer to the camp at first, but she
wasn't very far and soon enough she heard the voice of Wesh and caught a
glance of the approaching man. She sat up suddenly, then dove into the water
to swim to shore.
Tesarik One: Pulling herself out, she gave a wild shake like a dog, and
growled low as she shivered. She pulled her cloak on, grabbed her clothing
and headed towards the others where she moved to the hearth and grabbed her
large sword. "Who are
Tesarik One: you and what are your intentions?" She called out to the man.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists has left the room.
psionic wanderer: That shaking like a dog scared him off.
Tesarik One: Her dripping wet beauty made him pass out more like it.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists has entered the room.
ferocious allure: "Oh!" A soapy hand reached out to poke the unaffected
area. Well that was just fascinating .. she almost asked how much gold one
would have to spend in order to suitably enchant an entire wardrobe before
Scout slipped off so
ferocious allure: suddenly, her full attention drawn to the proper camp
entire. "Mmm .. what is going on .. ?"
Tesarik Five: He blinked a few times as he heard everyone talking to the
newcomer. Shaking his head he sighed some, lifting a finger toward Thias, as
if to tell her to hold on he turned to make his way toward the others. A soft
smile played on
Tesarik One: She spoke in common, btw.
Mighty Gar thog: ~He took another bite of his ham as he awaited an answer,
still playing with the snake head on his medicine stick~ /d
Tesarik Five: his lips as he moved between the newcomer and Bowen's bow. His
eyes cast over the man, not one to trust easily, though that didn't mean he
ccouldn't be nice. "Well hello there, please forgive my less than friendly
companions. They
Cloaked Fists: He turned to regard each one that had addressed him, keeping
Bowen in his peripheral whenever not in his direct line of sight. He spoke
in Voivan, his words showing the depth of his journey in how tired he
sounded. "I am called
psionic wanderer: Well despite how menacing it looked, it was very bad for
his bow to keep it drawn back so long. Not to mention the exertion would
start to make his shoulder ache and his arm shake a little, which would of
course throw off his aim.
Cloaked Fists: a few things here and there, but my name is Bryce Thomson. I
am just looking for my home."
Tesarik Five: tend to forget there are others that may wander the lands."
With that said he offered a slight bow of his head, making sure to peek back
at the others, just to see if they were still ready to attack if it was
needed. "I am Sadlin,
Tesarik Five: and this is my caravan. How may I assit you today?" Hah. His
caravan! Hah!!
psionic wanderer: Now that he had reinforcements, however, he relaxed the
tension on the bowstring and lowered it, before any visible shaking would
occur. He didn't unstring the bow yet, but he did set it and himself down,
picking up his knife to
Tesarik One: Hearing the Voivan, she actually sighed with relief, and then
called out merrily to him in Voivan as well, "Brother! Join us by our fire,
eat our food, drink our rum and be at peace!" She finished drying her hair,
though she did
psionic wanderer: continue preparing those rabbits. He did keep an eye on
the lot of them, though.
Tesarik Five: (Grabbibng a plate real fast.)
psionic wanderer: Also he didn't want to shoot Sadlin, which has lowered his
aim! Not right now, anyway.
Tesarik One: keep an eye on him... voivan was a language that only the
gypsies spoke, but not ALL gypsies could be trusted! She would not be rude
and not offer a fellow gypsy a place of rest though. "I am called Scout, and
this is our kumpania."
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: She eyed Sadlin, he wasn't even a gypsy, he was just their
friend!
ferocious allure: Sensitive ears perked at all the Voivan being thrown
about; and so she turned back to her scrubbing with a somewhat more relaxed
posture, giving the clothes a few more rubs before pulling them out and
squeezing them tightly,
ferocious allure: twisting them so as much water as possible could be wrung
before she dropped them unceremoniously in a basket, and cleaned up after
herself. She skirted over to where her modest tent was located, and before
joining the others near
ferocious allure: the camp fire to join in with the gawking she would hang
her clothes up to dry.
Cloaked Fists: "Sadlin, Scout, it is good to meet you, and even better to be
welcomed by you." His smile was genuine and he moved closer, joining them
and accepting the offer of food, beverage and warmth. "I am glad to see that
I found you all
Tesarik One: (Thais, roll a Spot)
Cloaked Fists: before you moved on. Word has spread quite far of your deeds
with those poachers."
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
ferocious allure: (( +5 alert, 11 :( ))
Tesarik One: You do not see the approach of a small figure cloaked in white
across the river from you.
ferocious allure: She doesn't see anything out of the ordinary; and so hums
to herself as she works at flipping the wet garments over the rope!
Mighty Gar thog: Oh? I am Wesh by the way. Bryce ~he nodded, hoping to
remember the name. He usually didn't~ You have met our beautiful leader here,
Scout. Afraid none other compare with her beauty or battle prowess. ~And he
gae Scout a
Mighty Gar thog: wink~ /d
Tesarik One: It was a day of company at the camp it seemed, for very shortly
after Bryce arrived at the camp, there was another presence across the river
from where Thais had been washing clothes. She had not been
Tesarik One: noticed, all dressed in white with the glare of the sun upon
her it seemed, so she merely stood there and watched the goings on at the
camp in silence for the time being.
Tesarik One: "Very true." She snickered, she was most definitely not the
most beautiful - that would be Thais. But, she would give Wesh a grin, she
did think she was pretty badass with the combat prowess. "So you have heard
of the unicorn
Tesarik One: poachers? We are one and the same that got rid of them. Bryce
Thomson hmm? Your name sounds vaguely familiar."
Tesarik Five: (Oh, by the way, I'm back.......And Sadlin will of course be
using his ability to detect lies and ill intent with the new comer. As any
normal person would.)
Mighty Gar thog: (wb)
Cloaked Fists: He slipped back to Common, taking a sip of some rum after
pouring a small bit for himself. "I've come to offer my services in your
aid. I'm more than handy in a fight, and I know how to treat injuries on the
fly." He nodded
Tesarik One: (Everyone may roll a Spot now to detect the creature)
Cloaked Fists: softly as she asked him his name, looking around quietly a
moment.
ferocious allure: (( me included? :D? ))
Tesarik One: (Yes you can roll another)
ferocious allure: (( woot ty ))
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
psionic wanderer: He started putting about as much vigor into gutting a
rabbit as Thais had put into washing her clothing, tossing a pile of innards
aside, then taking a break to have a look around.
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Cloaked Fists: (19)
ferocious allure: (( ¬.¬ pffft ... 8 total ))
Tesarik Five: (23)
Tesarik One: +11 (per, alert) = 13!
psionic wanderer: (+5 perception, +5 alert = 28)
Tesarik One: Bryce, Sadlin and Bowen all notice the figure standing on the
rocks across the river.
Cloaked Fists: He noticed everyone on the lookout as well, looking back to
Scout. "Cloaked Fists, is how I am known among the merchant caravans I've
hired on with."
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Mighty Gar thog: (5)
Tesarik One: "Ahh, yes I have heard your name in passing. You may stay with
us for now, until you prove you are worthy of joining with us." She had no
idea there was a figure watching them, perhaps she was too intent on eyeing
the new man to see
Tesarik One: if she could tell if he was going to be an asset or not.
ferocious allure: Sniffing lightly, she finished hanging her clothes and
decided to slip up behind Bowen to observe the guttings of the meats,
wriggling her nose intently. Well .. can't be helped .. and it was
distracting enough that she forgot about
psionic wanderer: He muttered under his breath and snatched up his bow and
another arrow once more, getting up to move over towards the river. Time to
copy Scout, right? "Who are you and what are your intentions?" He
didn't..sound nearly as friendly,
ferocious allure: the conversation going on around her, and certainly didn't
notice anything other than the actual meat!
psionic wanderer: but at least the words were correct.
psionic wanderer: Called out loud enough for her to hear across the river,
too!
Cloaked Fists: His gaze drifted past Scout, his posture shifting slightly as
he noticed another arrival observing them. He rolled up his sleeves,
shifting slightly to be ready to rise and move if need be.
Cloaked Fists: "You have my thanks, I shall do my best to ensure I meet your
requirements."
Tesarik One: A slender set of hands moved out of the white cloak, bejeweled
with many bracelets of silver and gold upon the wrists, and held out her
hands to show she had no weapons. Her face was still unseen. "I seek the
heroes who came to the
Tesarik One: aid of the unicorns. I am a friend, in need of aid."
Mighty Gar thog: ~He only saw the new man, so continued with his meal,
lowering the ham and takinganother drink ofater~ /d
Tesarik One: Her voice was musical, but could be heard plainly over the roar
of the rapids, by all in the camp even those that did not spot her.
Cloaked Fists: He would stay on guard for the time being, but he was only a
guest here. He would observe the way they handled it and act accordingly,
his eyes moving around the gathering. Wesh, Sadlin, Scout, Bowen, studying
them as he waited to
Cloaked Fists: see how this unfolded.
Tesarik One: Scout still held her blade, and moved towards the river again
until she stood on the opposite side. Since Bowen was doing the talking this
time, she let him continue unless he faltered.
ferocious allure: Oh, that was different. She was dragged from her plans of
snapping up the choicest morsels in her jaws and running for the forest, and
turned to realise everyone was looking at one spot in particular ..
psionic wanderer: Well..he hadn't had much more than that question in mind.
He narrowed his eyes a little, staring at the white cloaked woman, then
leaned in to Scout to relay the information, since he didn't know everyone
had heard!
Tesarik Five: There was a slight lifting of his brow as he looked between
the new coming man, and this other figure that just seemed to come from no
where. Eyes cast side to side, taking in one, then the other. Had they
planned this as some sort
Mighty Gar thog: ~He looked at Bryce still, watching his face, as best he
could~ Bryce, do you know her? /d
Cloaked Fists: "No more than you know me . . . Wesh, was it?" He'd nod
softly as he was sure that was the name given. "I have been seeking where I
belong since I knew of my ties to the blood."
Tesarik Five: of hidden attack of some kind? Possible, but he would let
those thoughts go away for now as he stepped up just a little.
Tesarik One: "May I approach?" Her musical voice called out again to the
group as she still held her hands out beside her.
psionic wanderer: "If you can get across the river that easily in the first
place, I don't know how we'd stop you anyway."
Mighty Gar thog: Yes. Okay. we should be wary. Might be others surrounding
us. ~he looked around to see where his snake was. Unseen by Wesh, the snake
was in the nearby grass, just watching~ /d
Tesarik One: She nodded to Bowen, and stared across. One lady, but that last
nymph had been but one lady and she had been an issue. Scout had little trust
for anyone, really. She held both hands to the hilt of her flamberge sword,
and awaited
Tesarik One: the figure to approach.
Tesarik One: The female ran forward, leaping from rock to rock with such
grace and without a misstep regardless of the slippery rocks and easily ended
up on the other side. It looked near impossible for a normal person to have
done the feat, but
Tesarik One: she did not even seem out of breath once she landed upon the
shore on their side, nearest to Bowen and Scout. She bowed and her cloak was
pushed away, revealing a stunning woman.
Tesarik One: She looks nearly like a young human woman. Her long white hair
is pulled into two knots, one on either side of her head. Her skin is
perfectly flawless, her lips painted light pink. Her eyes are
Tesarik One: large and a dark swirling silver. The most unique thing about
this beautiful creature is the small spiralling horn at the base of her hair
upon her forehead. She wears crown of silver chain around her
Tesarik One: head, which circles the base of the horn, from which a
shimmering crystal hangs.
Cloaked Fists: He rolled his head from side to side, a small cascade of pops
heard as his joints reacted to the motion. With his sleeves rolled up, his
hands and arms showed evidence of many years of many fights. He watched the
. . . well, he
Mighty Gar thog: ~He capped the skin and lowered it, then placed the ham
upon the log upon which he sat, took up his medicine stick and tried to hang
back some, to keep an eye on the woods around them and upon Bryce, as well~
/d
Cloaked Fists: didn't quite have a word to describe her, if it counted as a
her. He was ready for trouble, and it usually found him. Just one of those
facts of life.
psionic wanderer: Eyes tracked her, though he hadn't quite drawn that arrow,
just had it ready to draw. She hadn't waltzed right in after all, she'd just
stared from across the river! He stepped back when she approached though, to
keep a bit of
Tesarik Five: Sadlin just seemed to ignore all the others. When t hat
beatiful woman came bounding their way and finally let down her hood to
expose herself as she did he smiled wide. His eyes lit up with a joy, a type
of freshness that had not
psionic wanderer: distance between them. No, he was not trusting easily, but
he probably wouldn't ever again, really.
Tesarik One: "Hell!" She stepped back as the woman leaped across the rocks,
and lifted her blade protectively across her as she watched her land on the
side. The revealing of the woman with what looked to be a small unicorn horn
on her head
ferocious allure: Well, that was something you didn't see everyday - a woman
with a horn on her head! As Thais had not been around for any unicorn
happenings, she'd simply look confused .. was it a demon? A crossbreed?
...Did she walk into a
ferocious allure: miners pick axe? Didn't that hurt?
Tesarik One: brought a look of confusion, and she lowered the weapon and
outright stared at the beautiful lady. "You seek our aid?"
Tesarik Five: been around in a while as he slowly stepped forward. He wasn't
stupid enough to trust the woman just yet, but he'd be damned if he'd show
her any ill will and ruin any chances he had. "My dear, what could we offer
such a beatuful
Tesarik Five: creature such as yourself?" A gentle and careing smile played
at his lips while he studied her, keeping a keen eye on her person to make
sure she told no lies.
Tesarik One: "First I offer my name. I am called Larkspur Pearlrose. I live
in a small village hidden deep in these woods, near the largest waterfall
upon the Unicorn Run." She paused, clenching her small hands together in
fists. "My people have
Tesarik One: sent me to find you, because they have heard what you have done
in aiding the unicorns of this realm. There are more than poachers spreading
evil in this area. There are caves called the Endless Caverns in these
mountains, and from
Tesarik One: the belly of Arith foul creatures have come to the surface and
found our village. Enthralled by the uniqueness of our race, it seems, they
.. " She bowed her head, tears sliding down pale cheeks, which she wiped away
quickly and
Tesarik One: looked up again, "they have captured many of my people, we
think to enslave them. They are as black as the night, with pointed ears like
an elf, but not like any elf we have ever seen. Vile, evil creatures."
Tesarik One: "They raid at night, we are peaceful people, healers, crafters,
scholars. So, when we heard of the brave heroes in our midst, I was sent to
find you."
ferocious allure: You couldn't help but feel a little touched by the story
.. either this was true from the heart, or the woman was a practiced actress.
She shifted her attention from the woman to Sadlin, he seemed to be capable
of reading people
ferocious allure: pretty well.
Tesarik Five: Stepping up a little closer he tilted his head some, listening
to the words the woman said, (Assuming none of it was a lie of course, as
Sadlin can tell with Celestial Heritage)
Mighty Gar thog: Oh, aren't those things called Druwls? Just what is your
race called? ~he asked, curious about that, even if his information on drow
was a bit off~ /d
Tesarik One: "Drow." She said softly. (It was not a lie, she cannot tell a
lie)
psionic wanderer: He frowned a little at that, but he'd already decided he'd
go help! If there were foul evil creatures about, that meant he had places to
put some arrows. He moved over to where he'd been cleaning rabbits and picked
up his knife,
Tesarik Five: as he drew closer. Smiling gently to the young woman, or at
least looked young, he let his right hand reach up slowly, being careful not
to make any threatening movements, as he let his hand cup gently under her
chin to lift her
psionic wanderer: wiping it off before he stuck in into the sheath attached
to his bow for easy reachin!
Tesarik One: She watched Sadlin, he was good at telling if this was a lie or
the truth, though she was touched by the story as well. She frowned, she did
not like slavers, and some of her work as a bloodhound was hunting down
former slavers or
Tesarik One: current slavers for justice. (sorry for the red, that's Scout)
Cloaked Fists: He simply nodded, looking from the unique creature to Scout.
"I'll lend whatever aid I may to you immediately, it seems." He rose with a
grin on his lips, shaking his fingers loose as he bobbed side to side on his
feet a bit.
Tesarik Five: back up. His thumb brushing away any tears that had fallen
from her eyes as he spoke to her himself. "My dear, I may speak for myself
only, but I am sure the others will agree, we will gladly help you and your
people. No creature
Cloaked Fists: Energy filling him up out of nowhere.
Mighty Gar thog: ~A pause, then~ Your race is what? ~Noticing that that
question went unanswered. Maybe it was the distance between them~ /d
Tesarik Five: born with such blessed grace as yourself should ever feel the
sting of pain or the burn of heartache. Smile, and know you will be again
able to enjoy your lands soon."
Mighty Gar thog: ...
Tesarik Five: (It was Drow. Think you missed it just after your post.)
psionic wanderer: (He asked her what she is too)
Mighty Gar thog: (yes, she corrected him)
Tesarik One: Her chin cupped, her silvery eyes stared upwards at Sadlin and
she smiled at his kind words. She reached out and touched his cheek, he
would feel the pulse of gentle power within her from one healer to another,
though her healing
Tesarik Five: (Oh, sorry. Missread your post.)
Tesarik One: was more intense than his own. Incredible goodness within her
heart could be felt as well. "Thank you, you have comforted me and will
comfort my people." She dropped her hand and looked to Wesh, "We are called
many names, but
Tesarik One: only in myth for you are the first to see my kind in many ages,
not since the first of us were born of human and unicorn. You may call us,
keren."
Tesarik One: She smiled just a little as she watched Sadlin work his charm
with the unicorn girl. She hadn't even know that unicorns and humans could
have children, but apparently somehow they had! "Do you know where they are
camping?" They must
Tesarik One: have a camp if they were raiding them each night.
Mighty Gar thog: Just curious but ~a smile was given then~ are all the women
of your kind so gorgeous in appearance as you are? ~he was still hanging back
though~ /d
Tesarik Five: He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end
as she touched him. The power of her form, not the physical touch, but the
aura she put off with her touch made him shiver. Smiling even more to that he
gave her a gentle
Tesarik One: "I do not know, we are simply as we are. I do not know if we
are gorgeous. Perhaps you will find those they have taken, and can judge for
yourself." She glanced over to Scout and bowed her head. "I have not seen
their camp, but I
Tesarik One: know which cavern opening they come out of each night."
psionic wanderer: He moved into the tent he tended to sleep in and grabbed
some spare arrows to fill up his quiver, figuring he might need them. Might
need them soon with all this blathering going on, but he kept quiet. He
returned to the group then,
psionic wanderer: ready to go.
psionic wanderer: "Where is it?" Obviously he was going to go scout ahead!
Cloaked Fists: He finished the rest of his rum, taking a small portion of
ham, eating it while they prepared to go. He'd been more than a bit hungry,
and it was never good to fight on an empty stomach. He set about limbering
up, stretching out
Cloaked Fists: the kinks from the day's travels.
Tesarik Five: nod of his head as a show of respect. Though he was Aasimar,
and his kind were not so different than hers in the regards of how they were
born, he was able to live a slightly less pure life, with all his flaws of
lust and pride he
Tesarik One: She saw the arrows and bow, and moved over towards Bowen and
quietly spoke the directions to the cavern opening, any who were near would
hear. She touched his hand, he'd feel something like the brush of a warm
breath across him.
Tesarik One: "Follow the river upstream. When you reach the waterfall that
is so tall the top is covered in mists, then climb halfway up and the opening
is behind the waterfall. You can see it from the bottom in the daylight."
Tesarik Five: at least made up for it by not being able to say no to someone
in need of help, so long as they were honest and true to their word. "You my
dear are most beautiful, you need not ever doubt that. I am sure all of your
people are in
Tesarik Five: fact." Yet another trait he was sure their people shared.
Uncommon and almost inhuman beauty.
Tesarik One: (Spell: Protection of the Keren - Defense Absorb. This will
absorb the first 5 points of damage)
Mighty Gar thog: I suppose so ~he tried hard to remember, human plus unicorn
equaled legendary Keren. Such people would be good friends, if any aid was
ever needed, thinking more for himself and the group, rather than the good.~
/d
Cloaked Fists: He looked over to Bowen as he prepared to set out, calling
over to him. "I'm not so great at moving quietly, but if you'd like some
backup, I'll join you."
Tesarik One: She moved around after touching Bowen, and touched each one in
turn unless they pulled from her touch, blessing them all with the Protection
of the Keren.
Tesarik One: (You all have that spell but it is on you to remember to use
it.)
psionic wanderer: He nodded after taking that information in, and wondered
what exactly that tingly feeling she'd given him was, but he didn't worry
about it! He just took off at a brisk pace! Well he'd send a 'come on then'
gesture to the new guy.
psionic wanderer: Perhaps Bowen could use him for a distraction.
Tesarik Five: That tingly feeling was the pretty girl touching him. Duh!
Tesarik One: "I will wait at your camp for your return." She moved to sit on
a rock by the river, looking like a statue carved of marble.
psionic wanderer: No, no it wasn't. That was a different tingly feeling
entirely.
ferocious allure: She accepted the blessing, noting that it was a curious
sensation and not at all unpleasant, reaching up to press a fingertip against
her forehead before shrugging lightly.
Cloaked Fists: He was light on his feet, he was just definitely no forward
scout. He trotted along after him, thanking the Keren for her blessing
before he departed. He kept his thoughts to himself for now, doing his best
to not add further onto
Cloaked Fists: the lack of stealth he possessed.
Tesarik One: Being that they attacked at night, it was probably a good idea
for them to find the camp while it was still daylight. Scout and Bryce may
scout ahead, while the others prepare.
Tesarik One: Bowen*
Tesarik One: -----Bowen and Bryce------ You have followed the directions
that Larkspur gave, and have arrived at the largest waterfall on the river.
As you look up, you can make out the large opening of a cavern entrance
halfway up the side of
Tesarik Five: Sadlin smiled over to the woman, though once Bowen headed off
with the new guy he turned and headed for his room inside the large tent to
gather up his things. He didn't have much, that wasn't already on his person,
but there were
Tesarik One: the mountain the falls spill over. What will you do?
Mighty Gar thog: ~He enjoyed that light touch. Thought it was just too bad
she touched them all, or he would have thought she may have been interested
in him, personally. He picked up his stick in one hand, gave a light whistle,
and then
Mighty Gar thog: grabbed up the ham piece. His snake came out, moving over
to him, to encircle hisarm~ /d
Cloaked Fists: He eyed the approach up the cliff, taking a moment to think
it over. He'd approach the cliff face, looking for a good place to start a
climb. "Have any rope? I could make the climb easily enough, I'm sure."
psionic wanderer: Well, he'd stand there and stare up at the cave entrance
at first! Actually going into the cavern might be worthwhile if they could
all get together and in there before the baddies started to wake up. If not,
well.. "If this is the
Tesarik Five: a few things he could use. Gathering up his weapons and a
small pouch with a few various items in it he headed right back out. That
woman, while he was about to go over to talk to her again, he decided against
it, she looked
Tesarik Five: out of it, or at least to unused to the ways of anyone other
than her people that she wouldn't understand their ways.
psionic wanderer: only place they come from, I don't see why we wouldn't
just set up an ambush down here to thin them out when they come out at night,
and go in after to finish them off."
Tesarik One: Scout got all her things together, dressed and such, and with
all her belongings she normally took on such missions. She came out of the
tent, and stretched a little. Looking over to the unicorn girl, she stared a
moment and then
psionic wanderer: Of course if they were coming out from other caverns as
well, unknown to unicorn lady, that wouldn't do much!
Tesarik One: looked in the direction that the two men had gone. "Let's
gather together, they will be back soon and we will head off."
psionic wanderer: He looked over to Bryce then and nodded towards the cave.
"If you can make the climb easily without rope, go right ahead. I'll provide
cover. He actually didn't have any rope on him!
Tesarik Five: To bad Sadlin wasn't there, or he'd tell them it likely
wouldn't be a good idea, as Drow could see better in the dark than most of
them, thus, a nighttime attack, even an ambush like that, would likely end
badly. But that's how he
Tesarik Five: saw things. Kill the bastards in their sleep!
ferocious allure: It did not take Thais long to gather her few items
together, it was a simple matter of changing her boots and readjusting her
sash - everything she relied on was already a part of her physical form,
though she did make sure she had
Cloaked Fists: He nodded softly, looking up again. He'd defer to Bowen in
this. "We should probably ensure that this is the spot they'd come down.
I'll take a peek at the edge before I haul myself over." He nodded then,
flexing his fingers a
Cloaked Fists: bit before he started to slowly, carefully pick and choose
his hand and foot holds and began climbing.
Tesarik One: STR DC10
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ferocious allure: a few small items in a pouch attached to her hip: soon
joining Scout in the wait.
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str = 21)
Tesarik One: STR DC15
Mighty Gar thog: ~He lookedat the Keren~ How many usually come out on a
raid? Any idea? ~then took another bite of the ham~ /d
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Cloaked Fists: (19)
Tesarik One: You are nearly there but the waterfall's mist is making it very
dangerous the further up you go. STR DC20.
psionic wanderer: He got an arrow ready and nocked as he watched the ascent,
ready to put an arrow up into the cavern if any nasties poked their heads out
to see what all the racket was.
Cloaked Fists: He slowed himself even more as he got near the slicer area,
taking his time with it, not wanting to go falling right now.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Cloaked Fists: (13)
Tesarik One: DC15 STR to catch yourself without falling.
Mighty Gar thog: (afk brb)
Cloaked Fists: He drew on his ability to keep a calm mind, twisting as he
started to slip, reaching and straining to find a proper hold.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Cloaked Fists: (17)
Tesarik One: (That can be boosted by Athletics btw)
Cloaked Fists: (Oh, hehe, wasn't even thinking. That's a 22 with that +5 on
the save)
Tesarik One: Pass. You slip, you fall a few feet, but catch yourself. You
may continue (DC20) or go back down without another save.
Tesarik One: Bowen, make a Spot Check
Cloaked Fists: He shook his head slowly, taking a moment to dry his hands
and give his arms a moment's rest before making the climb back up.
psionic wanderer: He cringed a little when Bryce started to fall, but it
seemed he caught himself! Spotting!
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
psionic wanderer: (26)
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str, +5 athletics = 31 to go up)
Tesarik One: You make it up to the opening. It is slick with water, due to
half of it being behind the waterfall, but you are in the mouth of a large
cavern opening. It is dark inside.
psionic wanderer: He looked around at the falls a bit more, having satisfied
himself that Bryce had made it up in one piece, and..oh look. He frowned, but
didn't want to do any shouting! So he fired the arrow he had prepared at the
rock wall near,
psionic wanderer: not near enough to accidentally hit, Bryce to get his
attention.
Cloaked Fists: Well, he was more than a wee bit wet, but it was way better
than a lot flat. He took a moment to catch his breath, knowing he wasn't
prepared to go further than where he was. He saw the arrow, making a grab
for it as it ricocheted
Cloaked Fists: by him, not wanting to leave it as evidence people had been
here. He looked down to see what Bowen was trying to show him.
Tesarik One: The group waited patiently for word back at the camp! Some
maybe not as patiently as others!
psionic wanderer: He signed to him then! "There are a lot more caverns than
we thought. Should probably head back and see what the others want to do with
that info." ...and if he showed no sign of understanding commonsign, he just
waved him back
psionic wanderer: down.
Tesarik Five: Sadlin was just admireing the unicorn lady. So they could take
all day.
Mighty Gar thog: (back)
Cloaked Fists: He nodded, getting the feeling that he'd be better off
climbing back down to see what Bowen had to say. He couldn't make heads or
tails of the communication, so, down he started to climb, arrow clutched in
his teeth.
Tesarik One: She smiled over at the others, and would chat with them if they
desired, but if not she simply sat there at the river's edge.
Tesarik One: "I have seen... as many as ten on a raid. But, I think there
could be more." She answered Wesh.
Tesarik One: You don't have to roll to get down this time.
Cloaked Fists: (Huzzah!)
psionic wanderer: Well then, assuming no saves were needed to get down,
they'd be back at camp in a timely fashion. "The waterfall is littered with
caverns, both small and large." He looked to the unicorn lady. "Are you
certain they're just coming
Tesarik Five: Chats! "What do you enjoy doing? A healer such as yourself
must find a lot of time tending to the wounded?" It was obvious as to the
healing ability she had, at least to him it was.
psionic wanderer: out of the largest one? I think an ambush would work
rather well, but if they're going to come crawling out of more than one
cavern, ambushing them right as they come out wouldn't work very well."
Mighty Gar thog: Oh. that could be very bad ~he said automatically, not
liking the idea of dark dwelling elves outnumbering them, and the idea of
being in the elves domain, homeground~ /d
psionic wanderer: "We'll also need plenty of rope to get up there easily."
Cloaked Fists: He handed the arrow back, agreeing that it was more than just
a one or two man decision. He checked his hands, the calluses holding up to
the climb quite well, and set his mind on keeping alert as they trekked back
to camp, seeking
Cloaked Fists: out another portion of that ham when they returned.
Tesarik One: She turned towards them when they came over. "I do not know, we
did not see them leave the caverns, the first night those washing by the
river were taken. The second night, they showed up in our village. A brave
keren followed them
Tesarik One: quietly and saw them use the large cavern. He said, they
floated up to it and disappeared with the keren they'd captured."
psionic wanderer: The arrow was checked out, then put back into his quiver
when it seemed to be largely undamaged by him firing it at the wall! "Hm." He
looked to Scout then. "Thoughts?"
Cloaked Fists: (My hp should be 36, added 5 extra some how)
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: (ok)
Tesarik Five: Rope? Amatures. Sadlin had a few tricks of his sleve, there
was more to that play boy healer than they knew. "Numbers don't matter, we
can deal with them." He gave another tilt of his head as he looked to the
others. "We should go,
Mighty Gar thog: Floated. ugh! ~this was just getting worse and worse, in
his view. Would they be able to fight, and defeat, such opponents?~ /d
Tesarik One: "If we lie in ambush, and watch the whole area, we will see
them come out of any of the caves. Is there enough vegetation for us to be
hidden but close enough to see the mountainside?"
Tesarik Five: isn't much time left in the day. An ambush will only give them
the advantage if there are more of them than us. They can see better than us
in the dark, so if a few of them fall they will then be ready. We need to
sneak attack them.
Tesarik Five: " He'd seen that movie before! Or, more read that book.
Tesarik One: "If we wait until they float down to the bottom of the
waterfall, we could then sneak attack them when they are not expecting. But,
we must get there before night falls or they will certainly have the
advantage. " She paused, and
Tesarik One: then grinned, "What if we do not hide. What if... we set up a
camp in full sight of all of the caverns by the waterfall?"
Tesarik One: "Thais, Sadlin, myself.... we can look fairly innocuous, we
will wear our most gypsy attire, and play music and laugh and they will know
we will be there. But not the others, who will wait."
Tesarik One: It was an idea, they could shoot it down!
Mighty Gar thog: ~he looked at his snake, the snake looking back, staring
into each others eyes, then he smiled~ We should do as animals do. Choose one
target, take it down, then move on to the next. Capture one for information,
but
Mighty Gar thog: prevent the others from getting hime. /d
Cloaked Fists: "I'm much better at waiting for trouble to come find me than
I am at going to find it. I like the camp idea." He took another bite of
the ham, chewing and swallowing before speaking again, but held his tongue as
he opted to wait
Cloaked Fists: and hear if more would be devised.
Tesarik One: "Bowen? Thais?"
Tesarik Five: "We can talk as we walk." With that said he started toward the
area, of course slowly, so the others could take the lead. "I can be a decoy
easily enough, though I do hope you don't plan to get me captured. I'd make a
terrible slave
Tesarik Five: " He gave a light chuckle to that.
psionic wanderer: "There's enough vegetation for me to hide, I'm not sure
about all of you." He wore the most green after all, ha! Plus he was rather
good at lurking invisibly. He nodded. "I do like that idea though." Any idea
that left him hiding in
psionic wanderer: wait just gave him more time to aim!
ferocious allure: She lifted her hands slightly, taking a step backwards. "I
leave the strategising to the strategists .. I have no input to give." True
enough: if they were discussing how to convince a merchant to knock more than
75% off the listed
ferocious allure: price, Thais was your woman to navigate those waters. But
battle plans? Not her area.
Tesarik One: "Quickly then, Thais put on scarves and colors over your
clothing and let us take enough to make a small camp." She quickly got what
she thought they'd need, a pot to boil "stew" over the fire which would just
have hot water, some
Mighty Gar thog: ~Started walking near Sadlin, haing forgotten the idea of
watching Bryce~ Once we get there, I'll see what the plants have to tell me.
/d
Tesarik One: colorful attire over her regular dress, a patchwork blanket to
hide her large weapon, and other bits and bobs that would make the camp look
genuine like a bedroll or two. "Wesh, make yourself fuckin' useful and carry
a few things."
Cloaked Fists: He set about helping to carry what was needed, knowing if
nothing else he'd be helpful in that alone. He moved with a light spring in
his step, eyes scanning while they walked.
Tesarik One: She headed in the direction that Bowen and Bryce had gone
letting them lead.
ferocious allure: Nibbling her lip, she slipped into her tent and lifted the
scarves her mother had given her .. she tended to shy away from bright shades
so as not to overpower people who looked at her, or encourage it to detract
from her own
Tesarik One: They had very little time to set up their camp before twilight
approached. But, they got it set up. Whoever wished could stay in the camp,
whoever wished to hide, could hide in the surrounding forest.
psionic wanderer: They could throw some of that rabbit in the stew! Get a
nice good aroma going. Anyhow, he headed back to the area to find a suitable
place to lie in wait, where he'd proceed to remain entirely still until
action was needed! (Stealth
psionic wanderer: check!)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Mighty Gar thog: ~He carried a tent pole in one hand and a bedroll under it~
/d
ferocious allure: personal beauty - but she did keep a few choice garments
handed down through the family. An so, stereotypically eyeblindingly bright
she would catch up with the rest in a shimmy of gauzy scarves and a chime of
metal discs.
psionic wanderer: (Bah. 9 :'( )
Tesarik One: Scout had also grabbed a lute, she didn't know how to play very
well but the ladies had made her take music lessons so she could get by with
it. She glanced over at Bowen, standing there right where anyone could see
him and smirked.
Tesarik One: "I think you need to move further back or something, dear."
Cloaked Fists: He opted for looking like he was meant to stick out rather
than draw attention to himself some other way. If they would pick up a song,
he would clap in time and stamp a foot, doing his best to help lend to the
ruse.
psionic wanderer: Stealth...re-check?
psionic wanderer: "Not my fault we're not in my element." Muttered as he
tried to hide betterer!
Tesarik One: Once more.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
psionic wanderer: (x.x)
Tesarik One: "Why don't you just put on a skirt and dance for us."
psionic wanderer: Hid even worse, somehow!
Mighty Gar thog: ~Getting to the camp, he placed the two things down, then
moved into the greenery. and tried to talk to the plants lowly~ /d
Tesarik Five: "Should I show you how to hide?" He chuckled to that as he
slipped off toward the forest, slipping behind a tree and hunkering down low
behind a bush. (Stealth.)
psionic wanderer: "No." He could just get up on top of the waterfall and
attack from above! He didn't trust his ability to climb it all though.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik Five: (22)
ferocious allure: Oooh . .that was an interesting idea. Bowen in a skirt.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: Sadlin was hidden well.
Tesarik One: Bowen, wanna try one more time!
Tesarik One: Sadlin showed ya how!
Mighty Gar thog: ~He walked back out and said~ More drow stay behind to
await the return of the raiding party. ~he then looked around, to see if he
saw Bowen~ /d
psionic wanderer: "The day I need advice from you on anything, I'll ask.
Wherever you went." Hide!
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
psionic wanderer: (For fuck's sake. lol. 10)
psionic wanderer: Bowen was not in a hiding mood tonight!
Tesarik Five: (How is that only a 10? You only have 3 Dex?)
psionic wanderer: (Shit forgot to add dex to all of those lmao)
psionic wanderer: (AHEM!)
psionic wanderer: (22)
ferocious allure: (( LOL ))
Tesarik One: Scout nearly fell off the log she was sitting on when poor
Bowen was having the hardest time hiding in the rocky area. "Just do what
Bryce is doing, and sing along." (LOL!!)
Tesarik Five: IHAH!)
Tesarik One: Ok, ok, Bowen figured it out.
psionic wanderer: (I knew they seemed low. x.x)
psionic wanderer: HIs first one was a 21, it hadn't been that bad to begin
with!
Cloaked Fists: An amused smile touched his lips as he listened to the banter
being shared. He rolled his sleeves down, doing his best to clear his head
and keep the jitters away.
psionic wanderer: They just all up and mind-fucked him into thinking he
wasn't hiding well, damnit.
Tesarik One: And, night fell upon the area. Scout had the lute across her
lap, foot slightly beneath the blanket so she could use it to flip her blade
to her when needed. She sat by the fire and played a rousing tune on the
lute. She wasn't a
Mighty Gar thog: ~Thinks Scout watched Bowen try to hide. Hard to hide when
being watched~ /d
Tesarik Five: Psh. He all up and mind-fucked himself. But, Sadlin was hidden
now, so he decided to stay that way. No reason they couldn't have two people
with ranged weapons to attack right? Even if he would likely not even hit.
Tesarik One: bard by any means, but they could recognize it as a bawdy tune
with very naughty lyrics usually sung in bars by the waterside. What? She
lived in a brothel! She was singing the words in Voivan though.
ferocious allure: As Scout played, Thais dipped down low to lightly press a
pair of strange looking fans to the fire - allowing them to light up as
darkness drifted down upon them. The fire spread along the points of the
tines, and with it brought a
ferocious allure: curious bright comets tail as she danced in time to Scouts
music .. however bawdy it would be!
Mighty Gar thog: ~He moved near the closest tree, to use that as a hiding
spot, likely not ery well~ /d
Mighty Gar thog: very
Tesarik One: "My grandfather's cock was too long for his pants and it
dragged several feet on the floor! It was longer by half than the old man
himself, and it weighed near a hundredweight more!" Well, it had to be
believable right? She sang as
Cloaked Fists: He busied himself at the cooking pot as those who were making
merriment set about doing so. He made sure the fire was burning just right,
adding in a few more potatoes here, a few more onions there.
psionic wanderer: Bowen actually smiled a little as he heard that song! Gave
him memories of that brothel.
Tesarik One: she played the lute, tapping the foot that wasn't ready for her
blade to pop up. She continued to sing then got to the chorus, "Ninety years
without cracking it, what a cock! what a cock! He spent his life whacking it,
what a cock!
Tesarik One: what a cock! But it drooped, shrank never to rise again, when
the old man died." And that is all that will be sung of the song so as not to
torture everyone more fully.
Tesarik One: But she did keep singing allllll the verses.
ferocious allure: Hey, it was a tune and it got the hips twitching: who was
she to judge!
Tesarik Five: (My poor virgin eyes!)
Tesarik One: (Listen Check! Dun dun dun)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
psionic wanderer: (Betrayal by my dice right now, damn! 12)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ferocious allure: (( +5; 18 ))
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Cloaked Fists: He'd pitch in on the chorus each time she came round to it,
slipping between Voivan, Feral and Sylvan each time.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: +11 = 23
Cloaked Fists: (20)
Tesarik Five: (11)
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 2 20-sided dice: 2 9
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Mighty Gar thog: (7)
ferocious allure: She'd frown a little as Bryce slipped into feral, though
as focused on her dance as she was, she did not take the time to distinguish
his scent from that of the cooking or smoke.
Tesarik One: Somehow, unbeknownst to the DM, Scout managed to hear movement
on the moutainside even over the terrible singing she was doing. As did
Bryce, and Thais.
ferocious allure: She heard the movement, but didn't dare look until she
could work a believable pirouette into her movements; glancing over as the
spin took her.
Tesarik One: She waved her hand a set way that Bowen would know, whether he
heard it or not, that Scout had heard something! She continued to sing,
though when the song ended she gave a hearty laugh and plucked a few of the
strings.
psionic wanderer: Maybe the echo of the waterfall area was just right that
the footsteps went right down into their camp area! He caught that hand sign
and got an arrow ready!
Tesarik One: They'd heard a few stones tumble down from a couple of the
cavern openings. Those that passed Listen, may make a Spot now.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: 26
ferocious allure: (( +5, 16 ))
Cloaked Fists: He kept stirring the pot and humming along with the tune,
joining in on the lines he trusted himself to sing well enough to be
passable. He relied on all his senses, trusting in his instinct more than
what he saw or heard.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Cloaked Fists: (7)
Tesarik Five: He had been watching, and with a bit of a signal to Bowen he
tilted his head and then pulled up his crossbow, getting it ready while he
wrapped that braided blade around his right hand, just in case it was needed.
Tesarik One: Scout had the best view, she saw the movement in three of the
caverns above. Not the large cavern. She signalled three during her flourish
to the others and laughed again, "How is the stew coming, Bryce?"
Tesarik One: Now the others may make Spots. DC15 now.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Cloaked Fists: "Should be ready in another moment or two. Not quite thick
enough yet." He took notice of the flourish, schooling his eyes on the task
at hand. He bent over the pot, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.
Tesarik Five: (22)
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Mighty Gar thog: (12)
Tesarik One: They were the scouts. Three of them, one in each cavern spaced
along the mountain on their side of the river. Sadlin saw their movements.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
psionic wanderer: (19)
Mighty Gar thog: Snake
Tesarik One: Bowen saw them.
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: Shanke knew they were there.
Tesarik One: Bowen and Sadlin, you are hidden and with ranged weapons on the
scoreboard. Bowen first, what do you wish to do? You may make a free action,
of either attacking one of them, or holding.
Mighty Gar thog: ~The snake squirmed on his arm, tightening once, twice,
thrice, trying to signal him, but he missed that clue~ /d
psionic wanderer: Hold, he'd wait for them to get out of the cavern first.
Tesarik Five: Same
Tesarik One: They were the scouts, they did not come out of the cavern. But,
after a few moments, the movement in one of the caverns disappeared for he'd
gone back to tell the others of the camp he'd seen below. So, only two now
Tesarik One: able to be perceived. They had weapons pointed down at the
camp, though they hid in the shadows. The blades upon their crossbows hit
the moonlight every now and again.
Tesarik One: Scout stopped playing the lute, but bent forward as if to smell
the stew and poke at the fire. She was tense, she could tell one of them had
disappeared and they had weapons but she didn't want to make any quick
movements. She
Tesarik One: waited, very impatiently.
Cloaked Fists: "Breathe deep and slow." He whispered in Voivan. "The
Cloaked Fist will keep you safe." He grinned and laughed, aware of the
threat but relaxed all the same.
Tesarik One: FINALLY - a voice rang out from the large cavern as a figure
came into view, barely seen due to the darkness of the armor and the darkness
of the skin. The voice called out in common, "You are surrounded. Put down
any weapons, stand
Tesarik One: upwards, hands above your head and do not make any sudden
movements or we will kill you where you stand."
Tesarik One: (brb my puppy has destroyed ...something)
psionic wanderer: (Silly Lili)
Mighty Gar thog: ~He froze in place, not moing except to breath, the snake
simply watched the mountainside, the one caern closest to Wesh, that had a
scout~ /d
Tesarik One: (back. Lilith lives up to her name, demonspawn)
Mighty Gar thog: (lol wb)
Tesarik Five: (Lol)
Tesarik One: She rose, letting out a loud gasp, and put her hands upwards as
she dropped her lute. Foot still under the blanket, she stared up where the
voice was coming from then to those around them, "You heard the disembodied
voice, hands up!
Cloaked Fists: (wb)
Tesarik One: Stand up!" Then she yelled out to the voice, "We are mere
gypsies at camp, we mean no harm and did not know we were trespassing. You
are welcome to come sit at our fire, and if we must leave we will leave."
ferocious allure: She froze in her dance, not quite sure what to do with the
flaming fans .. frowning, they extinguished as she released them, the woman
following the instructions as thoroughly as she could manage.
Cloaked Fists: Well, he was known as a hero, whether or not that fact was
known this far was something he wasn't sure of himself. He just complied,
placing the stirring spoon down calmly on the ground. He raised slowly from
the act, somehow in
Tesarik One: Three figures began to float down from the cavern, all with
scimitars in each hand. They were typical drow males, a bit over 5 feet, some
just a wee bit taller, dressed in dark leather. Then, behind them another
figure
Cloaked Fists: that time his sleeves had been rolled up. His veins stood
tensed, as if a cobra, coiled to strike.
Tesarik One: floated down from the same cavern.... this figure resembled a
drow female but she was nearly six and a half feet tall. Alongside her
climbed down the wall a glimmering spider of about four feet wide that seemed
to be made of metal.
Tesarik One: The three in the caverns above remained. The three drow men met
the ground and began to walk towards the camp, while the tall female walked
behind them, the spider skittering one way then the other to stay near her.
The three nodded
Tesarik One: as if being spoken to, and each sheathed one blade and pulled
spidersilk rope out and one barked out, "Now kneel!" They intended to tie
them all up!
Tesarik One: (Bowen, do you wish to make any move or still wait?)
psionic wanderer: Well if people were going to be tied up, he was indeed
going to make a move! (Sorry)
Tesarik One: Go for it.
psionic wanderer: Floating on down, he was tempted to take a shot at them
while they were probably more vulnurable, but he reasoned Scout and the
others in the camp could handle the ground forces, but they had less chance
of dealing with the ones up
psionic wanderer: in the caverns all waiting. So he drew the arrow he'd
readied back, and sent it right up at one of the three up in the caverns.
Whichever one was first on the scoreboard most likely. And he was attempting
to get a kill shot in to
psionic wanderer: boot! (Combat bonus extra 1d)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (Balls)
Tesarik One: Crit fail. Roll 1d6.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: You stumble from the rocks beneath your feet and your arrow
goes awry. One of the ranger scouts up above sees the arrow, and instantly
fires upon Bowen.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +12 QCK, +2 Ranger = 20
Tesarik One: The bolt missed, sinking into the tree nearest him.
psionic wanderer: Well at least he wasn't so off-balance as to get hit by
that incoming arrow. He cursed under his breath and shifted aside so it went
right past him, already preparing another arrow.
psionic wanderer: bolt*
Tesarik One: (Are you all good for a half hour more since we didn't start
our rp till 7:30?)
Cloaked Fists: (I'm good til whenever, to be honest.)
Tesarik Five: (Yup.)
ferocious allure: (( i can do another thirty minutes, i'll just push my
alarm 30 minutes further back ^.^ ))
psionic wanderer: (That'd be a terrible end of episode cliffhanger bwaha)
Mighty Gar thog: (Yes)
Tesarik One: (give me a moment)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Wesh-
Mighty Gar thog: ~Wesh saw that as the time to attack. He lifted his
medicine stick, and tried a summoning, holding the stick high. What was
summoned?~
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Mighty Gar thog scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Mighty Gar thog: ~A slimy blob with tentacles appearred by the woman. It's
many tentaclesattempted to ensnare her, enwrap and squeeze~
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Mighty Gar thog scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Mighty Gar thog: (only 12)
Tesarik One: Miss. The female who looked like a drow turned to regard the
blob as the wind caught the silvery veil that covered her eyes. He simply
could not get close enough to her to actually attack, there was...something
around her.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Fighter 1 -
Mighty Gar thog: ~Well, it failed. But, maybe the creature would distract
the woman at least~
Tesarik One: "Very bad idea," the drow male said in common, as the rope was
dropped and his other scimitar pulled. "Now, you will all meet death." Dual
wielding scimitars, he went for Wesh since he'd held up the staff and the
blob had appeared.
Tesarik One: Both blades sung as they attempted to cut into the man.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +10 QCK, +3 Fighter Bonus = 21
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Ranger 1-
Tesarik One: Another bolt swept through the air towards where the arrow had
come from Bowen!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 32 - Hit
Mighty Gar thog: ~He stepped to the drows side, smiling, enjoying doing the
war dance, feelingalive now~ /d
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 21 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +10 Dex Fighter, +3 Fighter = 20 dmg
Tesarik One: To Bowen!
psionic wanderer: (+5 def absorb from that spell, +8 armor, +6 bracers +5
amulet of defense = 19 def against 15 damage)
Tesarik One: It missed again.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Thais-
ferocious allure: Well now, things seemed to be picking up! Though she had
been practicing with her flame more often as of late, she did not yet feel
confident enough to use it in a fight: and so as the drow moved
ferocious allure: closer and the jig was up, Thais' body would suddenly
begin to distort and shift. A silvery fur erupted across her skin, her shape
bulking out with lean muscle and increased height as she shed her human
ferocious allure: shape and adopted something more bestial in nature.
[shapeshift skill!] That taken care of .. she lunged at the nearest dark
skinned creature to her [fighter2 - not finding them in the least bit
ferocious allure: attractive - too alien in appearance - and raked her claws
across its body, snapping with her jaws as she sought any kinks in its armor.
(( bestial fury +5 damage, dex fighter, double fist,
ferocious allure: gheara 1d8 feral lunge, masea 1d8 feral lunge ))
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ ferocious allure scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ferocious allure: (( +9 quick .. 17 :/ ))
ferocious allure: (( should've gone with the flame darnit! ))
Tesarik One: He was not expecting her to shift, but he was ready for the
approach and quickly moved aside.
Tesarik One: Scout-
Tesarik One: Her hands dropped and she did a kicking motion to the blanket,
and up came the hilt of her big curvy blade. She grabbed it with one hand,
her other hand tearing the colorful fabric and scarves from
Tesarik One: her before both hands wrapped 'round the hilt and she gave
quite the feral roar as she charged Fighter 1. She brought her blade
horizontally as if she meant to merely chop the drow male in half at the
Tesarik One: waist. "Now...stand still so I can hit you!"
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: (Power Attack, Dance Partner 3 - 15) 19 - Miss!
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Bowen-
psionic wanderer: They must've been bit by the incompetence bug tonight or
something!
ferocious allure: (( *sprays bug-be-gone* ))
psionic wanderer: He had that arrow prepped though, and this time he didn't
intend to miss at all. The one who'd fired at him most recently, Ranger 1,
was his target, and he drew back that arrow and fired after a bit of aiming.
(Weapon enhancement:
psionic wanderer: Unerring Accuracy, target treated as if DC to hit was 10)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (+more than enough!)
psionic wanderer: (As requested by Pam, I'll claim my own hit!)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 2 70-sided dice: 10 40
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 3 8-sided dice: 6 2 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (22 + 12 quickness, +3 ranger bonus, +5 bracers = 42)
Tesarik One: (Deflect Arrows - evade) As the arrow came for him, a bolt was
shot out and hit the arrow in mid flight, knocking it so that it hit the
mountainside.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Fighter 2-
Tesarik One: Scout and Thais both set themselves up for attack, but this
drow male headed for Thais since she'd had him as the target. He moved out of
the way of the beast, and then stepped in towards her with both
Tesarik One: scims singing through the air to cut down into her hide.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +13 = 24
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 71 56
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 21 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +13 = 37 dmg
psionic wanderer: Figures he'd finally get a well aimed shot and it'd be
useless! He drew another arrow anyway, but saw someone heading for Thais
through the corner of his eye and quickly turned, drawing extra far back to
put enough force behind that
psionic wanderer: upon hitting one of the scimitars it'd knock the drow off
balance. (Deflecting Shot, evade used for Thais)
Tesarik One: Noted. The drow was indeed thrown off balance and his eyes
turned towards where Bowen was located.
psionic wanderer: behind the arrow that*
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: Ranger 2-
Tesarik One: This one's bolt came flying through the darkness towards Bryce,
aiming for his right knee.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +14 = 25 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 40 30
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 8-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ferocious allure: A curse left her muzzle as the fighter advanced and seemed
to have her number: but then things turned around completely, Bowen's
intervention saving her from having her hide skinned! Muzzle parted in a
grin, clawed hand lifted in
ferocious allure: thanks.
Tesarik One: +15 = 33 dmg
Cloaked Fists: (+18 DEF Armored Ink, +3 Bruised Armor, +3 Shattered Dreams
Def Tech = 24 DEF)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 9/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Bryce-
psionic wanderer: He nodded to Thais in return, then set his eyes on that
fighter, grabbing another arrow from his quiver.
Cloaked Fists: He steeled himself for the hit, willing to take some damage
now to avoid worse damage later. He pluced the arrow free, darting in
towards Fighter 3. He closed in, getting face to face with the fighter,
juking left, shifting back
Cloaked Fists: right then kicking off sharply, jumping in and bringing a
haymaker of a punch right into the Drow's jaw. (Jawbreaker, Stun for 2
rounds at Sapphire plus damage on successful hit)
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: (+6 = 20)
Cloaked Fists: 6 quick*
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 2 62-sided dice: 7 30
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 4 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: Guillotine
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 8-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str, +5 Brawler bonus, +2 Calm mind = 24 plus stun for 2
rounds)
Tesarik One: Just as that punch went for his face, one blade lifted swiftly
so that flat of the blade stopped his incoming fist with a thud, and his
other blade slid across his gut as he grinned. (Battle Sense - Reflect)
Tesarik One: Def?
Cloaked Fists: (Dead End: reflect)
Cloaked Fists: He reached down, clamping his hand onto that blade, hauling
back and lifting an uppercut to complete the move with one more go.
Tesarik One: +12 DEF = 12 dmg + 2 rounds of stun
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 9/36 [16] (0/27) || **Fighter
Tesarik One: 3 12/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44)
|| Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Cloaked Fists: He dropped back, bobbing back and forth on the balls of his
feet, fists held up in front of his face, the challenge held clear.
Tesarik One: His head flew back, blood splattered, and he fell to the
ground.
Tesarik One: Fighter 3 - Stunned!
Tesarik One: Ranger 3-
Tesarik One: A bolt flew from the caves towards Wesh, aiming for the arm
that held the staff!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +14 = 28 Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 53 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 8-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +15 = 26 dmg
Tesarik One: Hit to Wesh.
Mighty Gar thog: (def 22, +5 from the blessing, leaing 1 blessing pt left)
Tesarik One: 0 dmg
Tesarik One: Sadlin-
Mighty Gar thog: ~He glanced up and laughed~
Tesarik One: Sadlin?
Tesarik One: Ok due to time I'm moving on !
Tesarik One: The tall lady and her spider had begun to move back towards the
waterfall, and as though orders had been given all of the drow males stopped
what they were doing, many grinning to them, as they each
Tesarik One: took a step back save for the one that lay stunned on the
ground. Something was in the woman's hand, and she hefted it forward, it
cracked upon the rocky ground and an instantaneous darkness shrouded
Tesarik One: the area. Magical darkness, so thick not even the bonfire, or
the starlight or moonlight could be seen. When it faded, only the one stunned
drow had been left behind, his throat slit by his own
Tesarik One: companions, and something white and bubbly foaming at his lips.
There was no more movement in the caverns. They had retreated. Where the
potion bottle had cracked, something thick and black had seeped out,
Tesarik One: Liquid Night.
Tesarik One: ---end quest part one!!---
Tesarik One: (You are all welcome to keep rping of course, but this is the
official end so that those that need to get to bed can get to bed)
Tesarik One: (We will pick this up from here next time)
Tesarik One: (If you used your absorb from lady, you'll need to remember
that for next time. so make a note)
ferocious allure: (( thank you for the quest! ^.^ ))
Tesarik One: welcome!
ferocious allure: (( aaand goodnight, i best skedaddle haha ))
OnlineHost: ferocious allure has left the room.
Tesarik One: ^v^ 5/26/2014 7:17:03 PM ^v^
Tesarik One: Just so everyone knows we decided to make this a quest. If you
only planned on staying for the duration of a mission that's fine, but do let
me know in IM that you are leaving early.
Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Foray into the Endless Caverns"
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours from when we begin.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier
you do not have it and this includes mundane gear.
Tesarik One: Remember when you first use something to tell me how you are
able to use it - after that you can merely state the numbers.
Tesarik One: Now state your info: Rank - Name - Class/Profession - Dice -
Hit Points - Defense DC - Healing Points if applicable. You will need to keep
up with your own self-healing points as they are used.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
ferocious allure: [ Thais Ylva; Sapphire Marshal; Support/Charmer/Support;
2d66; 33hp; 19ddc; flirt; proud; distinctive ]
Tesarik One: "Scout Hollander", Ruby Warrior, 3d82 (AoS), 48hp, DC16,
Bloodhound/Swordmaster, FLAWS: Branded, Curiosity, Healing Slowly
Cloaked Fists: (Bryce Thomson, Sapphire Defender, Combat/Brawler, Support,
2d62, 41 hp, 16 dc. Flaws: Beastly Instinct, Code of Honor, Chivalrous
Courtesy)
Tesarik Five: -Sadlin Grey - Emerald Defender - Support/Healer - 2d72 - 41hp
- 16 Defense - 44 Healing points -
Mighty Gar thog: (Sapphire defender Wesh Arcane Mystic 2d62 Hp 34 DDC 22)
Tesarik One: Roll init, add in QCK
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ferocious allure: (( +9 = 20 ))
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Mighty Gar thog: (32)
Tesarik One: 18
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer has entered the room.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: (Sadlin? Bryce?)
Cloaked Fists: (6 quick = 15)
Tesarik One: Ok thanks. Also, Andy state and roll init.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik Five: (14)
psionic wanderer: (+12 = 16)
psionic wanderer: Bowen Scamp, Emerald Adept, Ranger, 2d70, 42 hp
psionic wanderer: DC 22
Tesarik One: Hold while I build the SB.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44)
Tesarik One: Mistakes? IM me.
Tesarik One: ^v^ 5/26/2014 7:28:52 PM ^v^
Mighty Gar thog: Wesg Shanke A large King cobra snake 2d30 hp 30 qck 5 dc 15
(+5 to hit)
Mighty Gar thog: Wesh*
Mighty Gar thog: &snake
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) || Shanke 0/30 [15]
Tesarik One: With the threat to the unicorns taken care of, the poachers
killed - the bloodlances destroyed, and even one unicorn saved of the horror
of becoming a bloodlance, the gypsies retired to their camp. It
Tesarik One: was a beautiful place, there near the Unicorn Run, with
mythical forests and waterfalls like none had probably seen before, so it was
a fine place to camp for a while. A more "permanent" camp was set
Tesarik One: up instead of just an overnight, including the large tent that
had rooms for everyone if they wished it. They were free to do whatever it
was they enjoyed the most in a gypsy camp which probably
Tesarik One: meant a lot of music, dancing, eating, hunting, writing,
practicing and all manner of things! They'd been there several days, the
hunting was AMAZING but they did have that magical cloth that provided
Tesarik One: what the forest around them could not. The fish and game were
well known in the area and delicious. It would not be completely
inconceivable that the word of the gypsy's conquest of protecting the
Tesarik One: beloved unicorns to reach the villages and towns along the
river and possibly even further - which brings an opening for Bryce to seek
out the kumpania! (Begin RP)
Cloaked Fists: (Healing Affinity - 27, 18 from rank, 9 from Vow of Charity/
Self-Healing - 9 rank minus Vow of Charity)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen
0/42 [22] || Bryce 0/41 [16] (0/27) || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) || Shanke 0/30
[15]
Tesarik One: (brb)
psionic wanderer: With Bowen around there was probably not much at all that
the forest could not provide! He spent most of his time as usual, either
hunting for their food, or telling outlandishly embellished stories from his
time spent on Bel'Berith
ferocious allure: Thais was over near a water source, up to her elbows in
soapy water as she painstakingly scrubbed the dirt out of her clothes. Every
now and then she would wrinkle her nose for reasons unknown, only the most
perceptive of
Tesarik One: Scout had found a place along the river that had deeper pooled
water, and had decided to take a swim for much of the morning. The water was
cool, and Bright Eye was hot, it was a nice mix. She floated about on her
back, staring up
psionic wanderer: Island for the entertainment of, well..anyone who would
listen.
Cloaked Fists: He'd been on the road since he learned of the exploits of the
most recent happenings. Truly, they might be the right folk he was seeking
out. He'd made some small name for himself in his journies to find those
with passions
ferocious allure: individuals discerning the steam that arose after ever
such occurrence. She was of course, downstream from Scout not wishing to
poison the pour maid with the lye she used to clean her clothes! Lifting a
wet hand, she'd scrub the hair
psionic wanderer: At present he was hunting, of course Stories were for
'round the campfire.
Tesarik One: at the sky above, enjoying the relaxation. Every now and again
she'd climb the slick stone above where she swam, sat on her ass and slid all
the way down with a splash into the water! She felt like a child again,
exploring the
ferocious allure: from the her forehead and stare out a bit .. before coming
back to her senses and reapplying the garment against the washboard with a
degree of ferocity.
ferocious allure: poor***
Mighty Gar thog: ~Wesh was relaxing, eating a piece of ham from that cloth,
enjoying the meal, drinking water from a skin, playing with his medicine
stick, adjusting the eyes upon the head bof the snakehead on his stck~ /d
Tesarik One: forest around the brothel where she was raised. All she needed
was a treehouse and she'd be so happy! She grinned down at Thais being so
productive, while she was lazy as they come. Soon though she pulled herself
out and lay on her
Cloaked Fists: similar to his own. His family had been apart for too long,
so long he'd never known. He could only hope his reputation would be enough
to be more than a guest for a time. He approached the gathering at a mild
pace, he had a few
Tesarik Five: Sadlin had just been about and around. There really wasn't
much else for him to do, not when they were out in the wilderness, other than
spend his time talking with others and thinking. Though neither tended to be
very good for
Cloaked Fists: changes of clothes and a pack with a few items, but he
carried nothing more than what he arrived with.
Tesarik One: back against a flat rock to dry out in the sun, and let her
underclothes she'd been swimming in dry out as well. "What's on your mind
Thais?" she called out to her fellow companion.
Tesarik Five: others around him. He wasn't the type to hunt, in fact he
stayed away from the hunt, as he'd likely just ruin it in his mind. And Wesh
was eating by the camp, so what was he to do? Well the only thing any hot
blooded man could do!
Tesarik One: Creep at the ladies.
Tesarik Five: Spy on the women by the water! Well, not so much spying, as he
made no attempt to hide his presence as he walked up near the middle of the
pair, a small grin on his lips as he looked between them, only to let his
gaze linger just a
ferocious allure: "Dragan is a fool." She muttered underneath her breath,
giving the skirt a scrub so hard she feared she almost tore the threads; but
a brief inspection proved otherwise, the woman tilted her head to the side
and widened her eyes,
psionic wanderer: Well the hunting had not gone terribly well, mostly
because he didn't feel like dragging an entire deer carcass back to camp by
himself. So he contented himself with a trio of rabbits, returning to the
camp and sitting down where
Tesarik Five: little on Scout, she was after all wet. "Such a beauty, where
is the beast?" And then back to Thias. "You should think to get your things
enchanted with Everclean. Saves you time from having to wash them."
Cloaked Fists: "Hullo, good people." He would call out as he came into the
light of the closest fire. He put on his best grin, taking note of who was
present.
psionic wanderer: he'd have as good a view as possible of the others. That
done, he started preparing the rabbits while his narrative got a bit greener.
ferocious allure: a large almost vacuous smile offered up to Scout. "Nothing
in particular .. I just hope the lye does not soil the water overmuch!" There
was probably not much fear of that, it would take an army of washerwomen to
pollute this
psionic wanderer: Well what was this, a stranger? Bowen stopped what he was
doing immediately and drew an arrow from his quiver, having it aimed at the
stranger in an instant, though he didn't loose. Just..stared. Where were the
better talking people
psionic wanderer: ?
ferocious allure: paradise but it was something to occupy the mind.
"Everclean? Enchanted .. ?" That was news to her, she stopped scrubbing long
enough to make sure she caught his explanation .. her nose wrinkling with
subtle sniffs as she took note
ferocious allure: of fresh kills in the vicinity; then shifted her head to
the newcomer, a little bemused.
Tesarik One: She rolled over onto her stomach, hands on her chin, facing
downstream to talk to Thais. "I doubt it will, the river runs so quickly it
will be washed out to sea before you know it." She glanced to Sadlin and gave
a little smirk.
Tesarik Five: Those that actually knew how to talk to others, unlike the
multi talented Bowen, were by the river. A grin came from Sadlin as he
tilted his head to Thais a little more, then reached down and grabbed a
handfull of dirt before he
Mighty Gar thog: ~He looked up at the newcomer. It was not that stranger who
fought so well, the last two times, so he watched the person~ Uh... hello,
and who might you be? /d
psionic wanderer: He certainly didn't like having a stranger about when he
was neither hooded nor masked! Well, he generally took Scout's lead on such
things. "Scout! Need you over here." He didn't take his aim off of the new
guy, hopefully he knew
psionic wanderer: better than to make any sudden movements.
Cloaked Fists: He just lifted a brow as he glanced over to Bowen. He made
no move to approach closer, but he cocked his head to the side, studying the
distance seperating them. He kept his hands at his sides, palms opened.
Tesarik Five: brought it to his chest and rubbed it against his clothes. The
dirt simply fell away, leaving no trace of it what so ever on the light green
silken shirt of his. "It does this." Better to just show then bother
explaining.
Tesarik One: She had not noticed a newcomer to the camp at first, but she
wasn't very far and soon enough she heard the voice of Wesh and caught a
glance of the approaching man. She sat up suddenly, then dove into the water
to swim to shore.
Tesarik One: Pulling herself out, she gave a wild shake like a dog, and
growled low as she shivered. She pulled her cloak on, grabbed her clothing
and headed towards the others where she moved to the hearth and grabbed her
large sword. "Who are
Tesarik One: you and what are your intentions?" She called out to the man.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists has left the room.
psionic wanderer: That shaking like a dog scared him off.
Tesarik One: Her dripping wet beauty made him pass out more like it.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists has entered the room.
ferocious allure: "Oh!" A soapy hand reached out to poke the unaffected
area. Well that was just fascinating .. she almost asked how much gold one
would have to spend in order to suitably enchant an entire wardrobe before
Scout slipped off so
ferocious allure: suddenly, her full attention drawn to the proper camp
entire. "Mmm .. what is going on .. ?"
Tesarik Five: He blinked a few times as he heard everyone talking to the
newcomer. Shaking his head he sighed some, lifting a finger toward Thias, as
if to tell her to hold on he turned to make his way toward the others. A soft
smile played on
Tesarik One: She spoke in common, btw.
Mighty Gar thog: ~He took another bite of his ham as he awaited an answer,
still playing with the snake head on his medicine stick~ /d
Tesarik Five: his lips as he moved between the newcomer and Bowen's bow. His
eyes cast over the man, not one to trust easily, though that didn't mean he
ccouldn't be nice. "Well hello there, please forgive my less than friendly
companions. They
Cloaked Fists: He turned to regard each one that had addressed him, keeping
Bowen in his peripheral whenever not in his direct line of sight. He spoke
in Voivan, his words showing the depth of his journey in how tired he
sounded. "I am called
psionic wanderer: Well despite how menacing it looked, it was very bad for
his bow to keep it drawn back so long. Not to mention the exertion would
start to make his shoulder ache and his arm shake a little, which would of
course throw off his aim.
Cloaked Fists: a few things here and there, but my name is Bryce Thomson. I
am just looking for my home."
Tesarik Five: tend to forget there are others that may wander the lands."
With that said he offered a slight bow of his head, making sure to peek back
at the others, just to see if they were still ready to attack if it was
needed. "I am Sadlin,
Tesarik Five: and this is my caravan. How may I assit you today?" Hah. His
caravan! Hah!!
psionic wanderer: Now that he had reinforcements, however, he relaxed the
tension on the bowstring and lowered it, before any visible shaking would
occur. He didn't unstring the bow yet, but he did set it and himself down,
picking up his knife to
Tesarik One: Hearing the Voivan, she actually sighed with relief, and then
called out merrily to him in Voivan as well, "Brother! Join us by our fire,
eat our food, drink our rum and be at peace!" She finished drying her hair,
though she did
psionic wanderer: continue preparing those rabbits. He did keep an eye on
the lot of them, though.
Tesarik Five: (Grabbibng a plate real fast.)
psionic wanderer: Also he didn't want to shoot Sadlin, which has lowered his
aim! Not right now, anyway.
Tesarik One: keep an eye on him... voivan was a language that only the
gypsies spoke, but not ALL gypsies could be trusted! She would not be rude
and not offer a fellow gypsy a place of rest though. "I am called Scout, and
this is our kumpania."
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: She eyed Sadlin, he wasn't even a gypsy, he was just their
friend!
ferocious allure: Sensitive ears perked at all the Voivan being thrown
about; and so she turned back to her scrubbing with a somewhat more relaxed
posture, giving the clothes a few more rubs before pulling them out and
squeezing them tightly,
ferocious allure: twisting them so as much water as possible could be wrung
before she dropped them unceremoniously in a basket, and cleaned up after
herself. She skirted over to where her modest tent was located, and before
joining the others near
ferocious allure: the camp fire to join in with the gawking she would hang
her clothes up to dry.
Cloaked Fists: "Sadlin, Scout, it is good to meet you, and even better to be
welcomed by you." His smile was genuine and he moved closer, joining them
and accepting the offer of food, beverage and warmth. "I am glad to see that
I found you all
Tesarik One: (Thais, roll a Spot)
Cloaked Fists: before you moved on. Word has spread quite far of your deeds
with those poachers."
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
ferocious allure: (( +5 alert, 11 :( ))
Tesarik One: You do not see the approach of a small figure cloaked in white
across the river from you.
ferocious allure: She doesn't see anything out of the ordinary; and so hums
to herself as she works at flipping the wet garments over the rope!
Mighty Gar thog: Oh? I am Wesh by the way. Bryce ~he nodded, hoping to
remember the name. He usually didn't~ You have met our beautiful leader here,
Scout. Afraid none other compare with her beauty or battle prowess. ~And he
gae Scout a
Mighty Gar thog: wink~ /d
Tesarik One: It was a day of company at the camp it seemed, for very shortly
after Bryce arrived at the camp, there was another presence across the river
from where Thais had been washing clothes. She had not been
Tesarik One: noticed, all dressed in white with the glare of the sun upon
her it seemed, so she merely stood there and watched the goings on at the
camp in silence for the time being.
Tesarik One: "Very true." She snickered, she was most definitely not the
most beautiful - that would be Thais. But, she would give Wesh a grin, she
did think she was pretty badass with the combat prowess. "So you have heard
of the unicorn
Tesarik One: poachers? We are one and the same that got rid of them. Bryce
Thomson hmm? Your name sounds vaguely familiar."
Tesarik Five: (Oh, by the way, I'm back.......And Sadlin will of course be
using his ability to detect lies and ill intent with the new comer. As any
normal person would.)
Mighty Gar thog: (wb)
Cloaked Fists: He slipped back to Common, taking a sip of some rum after
pouring a small bit for himself. "I've come to offer my services in your
aid. I'm more than handy in a fight, and I know how to treat injuries on the
fly." He nodded
Tesarik One: (Everyone may roll a Spot now to detect the creature)
Cloaked Fists: softly as she asked him his name, looking around quietly a
moment.
ferocious allure: (( me included? :D? ))
Tesarik One: (Yes you can roll another)
ferocious allure: (( woot ty ))
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
psionic wanderer: He started putting about as much vigor into gutting a
rabbit as Thais had put into washing her clothing, tossing a pile of innards
aside, then taking a break to have a look around.
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Cloaked Fists: (19)
ferocious allure: (( ¬.¬ pffft ... 8 total ))
Tesarik Five: (23)
Tesarik One: +11 (per, alert) = 13!
psionic wanderer: (+5 perception, +5 alert = 28)
Tesarik One: Bryce, Sadlin and Bowen all notice the figure standing on the
rocks across the river.
Cloaked Fists: He noticed everyone on the lookout as well, looking back to
Scout. "Cloaked Fists, is how I am known among the merchant caravans I've
hired on with."
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Mighty Gar thog: (5)
Tesarik One: "Ahh, yes I have heard your name in passing. You may stay with
us for now, until you prove you are worthy of joining with us." She had no
idea there was a figure watching them, perhaps she was too intent on eyeing
the new man to see
Tesarik One: if she could tell if he was going to be an asset or not.
ferocious allure: Sniffing lightly, she finished hanging her clothes and
decided to slip up behind Bowen to observe the guttings of the meats,
wriggling her nose intently. Well .. can't be helped .. and it was
distracting enough that she forgot about
psionic wanderer: He muttered under his breath and snatched up his bow and
another arrow once more, getting up to move over towards the river. Time to
copy Scout, right? "Who are you and what are your intentions?" He
didn't..sound nearly as friendly,
ferocious allure: the conversation going on around her, and certainly didn't
notice anything other than the actual meat!
psionic wanderer: but at least the words were correct.
psionic wanderer: Called out loud enough for her to hear across the river,
too!
Cloaked Fists: His gaze drifted past Scout, his posture shifting slightly as
he noticed another arrival observing them. He rolled up his sleeves,
shifting slightly to be ready to rise and move if need be.
Cloaked Fists: "You have my thanks, I shall do my best to ensure I meet your
requirements."
Tesarik One: A slender set of hands moved out of the white cloak, bejeweled
with many bracelets of silver and gold upon the wrists, and held out her
hands to show she had no weapons. Her face was still unseen. "I seek the
heroes who came to the
Tesarik One: aid of the unicorns. I am a friend, in need of aid."
Mighty Gar thog: ~He only saw the new man, so continued with his meal,
lowering the ham and takinganother drink ofater~ /d
Tesarik One: Her voice was musical, but could be heard plainly over the roar
of the rapids, by all in the camp even those that did not spot her.
Cloaked Fists: He would stay on guard for the time being, but he was only a
guest here. He would observe the way they handled it and act accordingly,
his eyes moving around the gathering. Wesh, Sadlin, Scout, Bowen, studying
them as he waited to
Cloaked Fists: see how this unfolded.
Tesarik One: Scout still held her blade, and moved towards the river again
until she stood on the opposite side. Since Bowen was doing the talking this
time, she let him continue unless he faltered.
ferocious allure: Oh, that was different. She was dragged from her plans of
snapping up the choicest morsels in her jaws and running for the forest, and
turned to realise everyone was looking at one spot in particular ..
psionic wanderer: Well..he hadn't had much more than that question in mind.
He narrowed his eyes a little, staring at the white cloaked woman, then
leaned in to Scout to relay the information, since he didn't know everyone
had heard!
Tesarik Five: There was a slight lifting of his brow as he looked between
the new coming man, and this other figure that just seemed to come from no
where. Eyes cast side to side, taking in one, then the other. Had they
planned this as some sort
Mighty Gar thog: ~He looked at Bryce still, watching his face, as best he
could~ Bryce, do you know her? /d
Cloaked Fists: "No more than you know me . . . Wesh, was it?" He'd nod
softly as he was sure that was the name given. "I have been seeking where I
belong since I knew of my ties to the blood."
Tesarik Five: of hidden attack of some kind? Possible, but he would let
those thoughts go away for now as he stepped up just a little.
Tesarik One: "May I approach?" Her musical voice called out again to the
group as she still held her hands out beside her.
psionic wanderer: "If you can get across the river that easily in the first
place, I don't know how we'd stop you anyway."
Mighty Gar thog: Yes. Okay. we should be wary. Might be others surrounding
us. ~he looked around to see where his snake was. Unseen by Wesh, the snake
was in the nearby grass, just watching~ /d
Tesarik One: She nodded to Bowen, and stared across. One lady, but that last
nymph had been but one lady and she had been an issue. Scout had little trust
for anyone, really. She held both hands to the hilt of her flamberge sword,
and awaited
Tesarik One: the figure to approach.
Tesarik One: The female ran forward, leaping from rock to rock with such
grace and without a misstep regardless of the slippery rocks and easily ended
up on the other side. It looked near impossible for a normal person to have
done the feat, but
Tesarik One: she did not even seem out of breath once she landed upon the
shore on their side, nearest to Bowen and Scout. She bowed and her cloak was
pushed away, revealing a stunning woman.
Tesarik One: She looks nearly like a young human woman. Her long white hair
is pulled into two knots, one on either side of her head. Her skin is
perfectly flawless, her lips painted light pink. Her eyes are
Tesarik One: large and a dark swirling silver. The most unique thing about
this beautiful creature is the small spiralling horn at the base of her hair
upon her forehead. She wears crown of silver chain around her
Tesarik One: head, which circles the base of the horn, from which a
shimmering crystal hangs.
Cloaked Fists: He rolled his head from side to side, a small cascade of pops
heard as his joints reacted to the motion. With his sleeves rolled up, his
hands and arms showed evidence of many years of many fights. He watched the
. . . well, he
Mighty Gar thog: ~He capped the skin and lowered it, then placed the ham
upon the log upon which he sat, took up his medicine stick and tried to hang
back some, to keep an eye on the woods around them and upon Bryce, as well~
/d
Cloaked Fists: didn't quite have a word to describe her, if it counted as a
her. He was ready for trouble, and it usually found him. Just one of those
facts of life.
psionic wanderer: Eyes tracked her, though he hadn't quite drawn that arrow,
just had it ready to draw. She hadn't waltzed right in after all, she'd just
stared from across the river! He stepped back when she approached though, to
keep a bit of
Tesarik Five: Sadlin just seemed to ignore all the others. When t hat
beatiful woman came bounding their way and finally let down her hood to
expose herself as she did he smiled wide. His eyes lit up with a joy, a type
of freshness that had not
psionic wanderer: distance between them. No, he was not trusting easily, but
he probably wouldn't ever again, really.
Tesarik One: "Hell!" She stepped back as the woman leaped across the rocks,
and lifted her blade protectively across her as she watched her land on the
side. The revealing of the woman with what looked to be a small unicorn horn
on her head
ferocious allure: Well, that was something you didn't see everyday - a woman
with a horn on her head! As Thais had not been around for any unicorn
happenings, she'd simply look confused .. was it a demon? A crossbreed?
...Did she walk into a
ferocious allure: miners pick axe? Didn't that hurt?
Tesarik One: brought a look of confusion, and she lowered the weapon and
outright stared at the beautiful lady. "You seek our aid?"
Tesarik Five: been around in a while as he slowly stepped forward. He wasn't
stupid enough to trust the woman just yet, but he'd be damned if he'd show
her any ill will and ruin any chances he had. "My dear, what could we offer
such a beatuful
Tesarik Five: creature such as yourself?" A gentle and careing smile played
at his lips while he studied her, keeping a keen eye on her person to make
sure she told no lies.
Tesarik One: "First I offer my name. I am called Larkspur Pearlrose. I live
in a small village hidden deep in these woods, near the largest waterfall
upon the Unicorn Run." She paused, clenching her small hands together in
fists. "My people have
Tesarik One: sent me to find you, because they have heard what you have done
in aiding the unicorns of this realm. There are more than poachers spreading
evil in this area. There are caves called the Endless Caverns in these
mountains, and from
Tesarik One: the belly of Arith foul creatures have come to the surface and
found our village. Enthralled by the uniqueness of our race, it seems, they
.. " She bowed her head, tears sliding down pale cheeks, which she wiped away
quickly and
Tesarik One: looked up again, "they have captured many of my people, we
think to enslave them. They are as black as the night, with pointed ears like
an elf, but not like any elf we have ever seen. Vile, evil creatures."
Tesarik One: "They raid at night, we are peaceful people, healers, crafters,
scholars. So, when we heard of the brave heroes in our midst, I was sent to
find you."
ferocious allure: You couldn't help but feel a little touched by the story
.. either this was true from the heart, or the woman was a practiced actress.
She shifted her attention from the woman to Sadlin, he seemed to be capable
of reading people
ferocious allure: pretty well.
Tesarik Five: Stepping up a little closer he tilted his head some, listening
to the words the woman said, (Assuming none of it was a lie of course, as
Sadlin can tell with Celestial Heritage)
Mighty Gar thog: Oh, aren't those things called Druwls? Just what is your
race called? ~he asked, curious about that, even if his information on drow
was a bit off~ /d
Tesarik One: "Drow." She said softly. (It was not a lie, she cannot tell a
lie)
psionic wanderer: He frowned a little at that, but he'd already decided he'd
go help! If there were foul evil creatures about, that meant he had places to
put some arrows. He moved over to where he'd been cleaning rabbits and picked
up his knife,
Tesarik Five: as he drew closer. Smiling gently to the young woman, or at
least looked young, he let his right hand reach up slowly, being careful not
to make any threatening movements, as he let his hand cup gently under her
chin to lift her
psionic wanderer: wiping it off before he stuck in into the sheath attached
to his bow for easy reachin!
Tesarik One: She watched Sadlin, he was good at telling if this was a lie or
the truth, though she was touched by the story as well. She frowned, she did
not like slavers, and some of her work as a bloodhound was hunting down
former slavers or
Tesarik One: current slavers for justice. (sorry for the red, that's Scout)
Cloaked Fists: He simply nodded, looking from the unique creature to Scout.
"I'll lend whatever aid I may to you immediately, it seems." He rose with a
grin on his lips, shaking his fingers loose as he bobbed side to side on his
feet a bit.
Tesarik Five: back up. His thumb brushing away any tears that had fallen
from her eyes as he spoke to her himself. "My dear, I may speak for myself
only, but I am sure the others will agree, we will gladly help you and your
people. No creature
Cloaked Fists: Energy filling him up out of nowhere.
Mighty Gar thog: ~A pause, then~ Your race is what? ~Noticing that that
question went unanswered. Maybe it was the distance between them~ /d
Tesarik Five: born with such blessed grace as yourself should ever feel the
sting of pain or the burn of heartache. Smile, and know you will be again
able to enjoy your lands soon."
Mighty Gar thog: ...
Tesarik Five: (It was Drow. Think you missed it just after your post.)
psionic wanderer: (He asked her what she is too)
Mighty Gar thog: (yes, she corrected him)
Tesarik One: Her chin cupped, her silvery eyes stared upwards at Sadlin and
she smiled at his kind words. She reached out and touched his cheek, he
would feel the pulse of gentle power within her from one healer to another,
though her healing
Tesarik Five: (Oh, sorry. Missread your post.)
Tesarik One: was more intense than his own. Incredible goodness within her
heart could be felt as well. "Thank you, you have comforted me and will
comfort my people." She dropped her hand and looked to Wesh, "We are called
many names, but
Tesarik One: only in myth for you are the first to see my kind in many ages,
not since the first of us were born of human and unicorn. You may call us,
keren."
Tesarik One: She smiled just a little as she watched Sadlin work his charm
with the unicorn girl. She hadn't even know that unicorns and humans could
have children, but apparently somehow they had! "Do you know where they are
camping?" They must
Tesarik One: have a camp if they were raiding them each night.
Mighty Gar thog: Just curious but ~a smile was given then~ are all the women
of your kind so gorgeous in appearance as you are? ~he was still hanging back
though~ /d
Tesarik Five: He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end
as she touched him. The power of her form, not the physical touch, but the
aura she put off with her touch made him shiver. Smiling even more to that he
gave her a gentle
Tesarik One: "I do not know, we are simply as we are. I do not know if we
are gorgeous. Perhaps you will find those they have taken, and can judge for
yourself." She glanced over to Scout and bowed her head. "I have not seen
their camp, but I
Tesarik One: know which cavern opening they come out of each night."
psionic wanderer: He moved into the tent he tended to sleep in and grabbed
some spare arrows to fill up his quiver, figuring he might need them. Might
need them soon with all this blathering going on, but he kept quiet. He
returned to the group then,
psionic wanderer: ready to go.
psionic wanderer: "Where is it?" Obviously he was going to go scout ahead!
Cloaked Fists: He finished the rest of his rum, taking a small portion of
ham, eating it while they prepared to go. He'd been more than a bit hungry,
and it was never good to fight on an empty stomach. He set about limbering
up, stretching out
Cloaked Fists: the kinks from the day's travels.
Tesarik Five: nod of his head as a show of respect. Though he was Aasimar,
and his kind were not so different than hers in the regards of how they were
born, he was able to live a slightly less pure life, with all his flaws of
lust and pride he
Tesarik One: She saw the arrows and bow, and moved over towards Bowen and
quietly spoke the directions to the cavern opening, any who were near would
hear. She touched his hand, he'd feel something like the brush of a warm
breath across him.
Tesarik One: "Follow the river upstream. When you reach the waterfall that
is so tall the top is covered in mists, then climb halfway up and the opening
is behind the waterfall. You can see it from the bottom in the daylight."
Tesarik Five: at least made up for it by not being able to say no to someone
in need of help, so long as they were honest and true to their word. "You my
dear are most beautiful, you need not ever doubt that. I am sure all of your
people are in
Tesarik Five: fact." Yet another trait he was sure their people shared.
Uncommon and almost inhuman beauty.
Tesarik One: (Spell: Protection of the Keren - Defense Absorb. This will
absorb the first 5 points of damage)
Mighty Gar thog: I suppose so ~he tried hard to remember, human plus unicorn
equaled legendary Keren. Such people would be good friends, if any aid was
ever needed, thinking more for himself and the group, rather than the good.~
/d
Cloaked Fists: He looked over to Bowen as he prepared to set out, calling
over to him. "I'm not so great at moving quietly, but if you'd like some
backup, I'll join you."
Tesarik One: She moved around after touching Bowen, and touched each one in
turn unless they pulled from her touch, blessing them all with the Protection
of the Keren.
Tesarik One: (You all have that spell but it is on you to remember to use
it.)
psionic wanderer: He nodded after taking that information in, and wondered
what exactly that tingly feeling she'd given him was, but he didn't worry
about it! He just took off at a brisk pace! Well he'd send a 'come on then'
gesture to the new guy.
psionic wanderer: Perhaps Bowen could use him for a distraction.
Tesarik Five: That tingly feeling was the pretty girl touching him. Duh!
Tesarik One: "I will wait at your camp for your return." She moved to sit on
a rock by the river, looking like a statue carved of marble.
psionic wanderer: No, no it wasn't. That was a different tingly feeling
entirely.
ferocious allure: She accepted the blessing, noting that it was a curious
sensation and not at all unpleasant, reaching up to press a fingertip against
her forehead before shrugging lightly.
Cloaked Fists: He was light on his feet, he was just definitely no forward
scout. He trotted along after him, thanking the Keren for her blessing
before he departed. He kept his thoughts to himself for now, doing his best
to not add further onto
Cloaked Fists: the lack of stealth he possessed.
Tesarik One: Being that they attacked at night, it was probably a good idea
for them to find the camp while it was still daylight. Scout and Bryce may
scout ahead, while the others prepare.
Tesarik One: Bowen*
Tesarik One: -----Bowen and Bryce------ You have followed the directions
that Larkspur gave, and have arrived at the largest waterfall on the river.
As you look up, you can make out the large opening of a cavern entrance
halfway up the side of
Tesarik Five: Sadlin smiled over to the woman, though once Bowen headed off
with the new guy he turned and headed for his room inside the large tent to
gather up his things. He didn't have much, that wasn't already on his person,
but there were
Tesarik One: the mountain the falls spill over. What will you do?
Mighty Gar thog: ~He enjoyed that light touch. Thought it was just too bad
she touched them all, or he would have thought she may have been interested
in him, personally. He picked up his stick in one hand, gave a light whistle,
and then
Mighty Gar thog: grabbed up the ham piece. His snake came out, moving over
to him, to encircle hisarm~ /d
Cloaked Fists: He eyed the approach up the cliff, taking a moment to think
it over. He'd approach the cliff face, looking for a good place to start a
climb. "Have any rope? I could make the climb easily enough, I'm sure."
psionic wanderer: Well, he'd stand there and stare up at the cave entrance
at first! Actually going into the cavern might be worthwhile if they could
all get together and in there before the baddies started to wake up. If not,
well.. "If this is the
Tesarik Five: a few things he could use. Gathering up his weapons and a
small pouch with a few various items in it he headed right back out. That
woman, while he was about to go over to talk to her again, he decided against
it, she looked
Tesarik Five: out of it, or at least to unused to the ways of anyone other
than her people that she wouldn't understand their ways.
psionic wanderer: only place they come from, I don't see why we wouldn't
just set up an ambush down here to thin them out when they come out at night,
and go in after to finish them off."
Tesarik One: Scout got all her things together, dressed and such, and with
all her belongings she normally took on such missions. She came out of the
tent, and stretched a little. Looking over to the unicorn girl, she stared a
moment and then
psionic wanderer: Of course if they were coming out from other caverns as
well, unknown to unicorn lady, that wouldn't do much!
Tesarik One: looked in the direction that the two men had gone. "Let's
gather together, they will be back soon and we will head off."
psionic wanderer: He looked over to Bryce then and nodded towards the cave.
"If you can make the climb easily without rope, go right ahead. I'll provide
cover. He actually didn't have any rope on him!
Tesarik Five: To bad Sadlin wasn't there, or he'd tell them it likely
wouldn't be a good idea, as Drow could see better in the dark than most of
them, thus, a nighttime attack, even an ambush like that, would likely end
badly. But that's how he
Tesarik Five: saw things. Kill the bastards in their sleep!
ferocious allure: It did not take Thais long to gather her few items
together, it was a simple matter of changing her boots and readjusting her
sash - everything she relied on was already a part of her physical form,
though she did make sure she had
Cloaked Fists: He nodded softly, looking up again. He'd defer to Bowen in
this. "We should probably ensure that this is the spot they'd come down.
I'll take a peek at the edge before I haul myself over." He nodded then,
flexing his fingers a
Cloaked Fists: bit before he started to slowly, carefully pick and choose
his hand and foot holds and began climbing.
Tesarik One: STR DC10
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ferocious allure: a few small items in a pouch attached to her hip: soon
joining Scout in the wait.
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str = 21)
Tesarik One: STR DC15
Mighty Gar thog: ~He lookedat the Keren~ How many usually come out on a
raid? Any idea? ~then took another bite of the ham~ /d
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Cloaked Fists: (19)
Tesarik One: You are nearly there but the waterfall's mist is making it very
dangerous the further up you go. STR DC20.
psionic wanderer: He got an arrow ready and nocked as he watched the ascent,
ready to put an arrow up into the cavern if any nasties poked their heads out
to see what all the racket was.
Cloaked Fists: He slowed himself even more as he got near the slicer area,
taking his time with it, not wanting to go falling right now.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Cloaked Fists: (13)
Tesarik One: DC15 STR to catch yourself without falling.
Mighty Gar thog: (afk brb)
Cloaked Fists: He drew on his ability to keep a calm mind, twisting as he
started to slip, reaching and straining to find a proper hold.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Cloaked Fists: (17)
Tesarik One: (That can be boosted by Athletics btw)
Cloaked Fists: (Oh, hehe, wasn't even thinking. That's a 22 with that +5 on
the save)
Tesarik One: Pass. You slip, you fall a few feet, but catch yourself. You
may continue (DC20) or go back down without another save.
Tesarik One: Bowen, make a Spot Check
Cloaked Fists: He shook his head slowly, taking a moment to dry his hands
and give his arms a moment's rest before making the climb back up.
psionic wanderer: He cringed a little when Bryce started to fall, but it
seemed he caught himself! Spotting!
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
psionic wanderer: (26)
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str, +5 athletics = 31 to go up)
Tesarik One: You make it up to the opening. It is slick with water, due to
half of it being behind the waterfall, but you are in the mouth of a large
cavern opening. It is dark inside.
psionic wanderer: He looked around at the falls a bit more, having satisfied
himself that Bryce had made it up in one piece, and..oh look. He frowned, but
didn't want to do any shouting! So he fired the arrow he had prepared at the
rock wall near,
psionic wanderer: not near enough to accidentally hit, Bryce to get his
attention.
Cloaked Fists: Well, he was more than a wee bit wet, but it was way better
than a lot flat. He took a moment to catch his breath, knowing he wasn't
prepared to go further than where he was. He saw the arrow, making a grab
for it as it ricocheted
Cloaked Fists: by him, not wanting to leave it as evidence people had been
here. He looked down to see what Bowen was trying to show him.
Tesarik One: The group waited patiently for word back at the camp! Some
maybe not as patiently as others!
psionic wanderer: He signed to him then! "There are a lot more caverns than
we thought. Should probably head back and see what the others want to do with
that info." ...and if he showed no sign of understanding commonsign, he just
waved him back
psionic wanderer: down.
Tesarik Five: Sadlin was just admireing the unicorn lady. So they could take
all day.
Mighty Gar thog: (back)
Cloaked Fists: He nodded, getting the feeling that he'd be better off
climbing back down to see what Bowen had to say. He couldn't make heads or
tails of the communication, so, down he started to climb, arrow clutched in
his teeth.
Tesarik One: She smiled over at the others, and would chat with them if they
desired, but if not she simply sat there at the river's edge.
Tesarik One: "I have seen... as many as ten on a raid. But, I think there
could be more." She answered Wesh.
Tesarik One: You don't have to roll to get down this time.
Cloaked Fists: (Huzzah!)
psionic wanderer: Well then, assuming no saves were needed to get down,
they'd be back at camp in a timely fashion. "The waterfall is littered with
caverns, both small and large." He looked to the unicorn lady. "Are you
certain they're just coming
Tesarik Five: Chats! "What do you enjoy doing? A healer such as yourself
must find a lot of time tending to the wounded?" It was obvious as to the
healing ability she had, at least to him it was.
psionic wanderer: out of the largest one? I think an ambush would work
rather well, but if they're going to come crawling out of more than one
cavern, ambushing them right as they come out wouldn't work very well."
Mighty Gar thog: Oh. that could be very bad ~he said automatically, not
liking the idea of dark dwelling elves outnumbering them, and the idea of
being in the elves domain, homeground~ /d
psionic wanderer: "We'll also need plenty of rope to get up there easily."
Cloaked Fists: He handed the arrow back, agreeing that it was more than just
a one or two man decision. He checked his hands, the calluses holding up to
the climb quite well, and set his mind on keeping alert as they trekked back
to camp, seeking
Cloaked Fists: out another portion of that ham when they returned.
Tesarik One: She turned towards them when they came over. "I do not know, we
did not see them leave the caverns, the first night those washing by the
river were taken. The second night, they showed up in our village. A brave
keren followed them
Tesarik One: quietly and saw them use the large cavern. He said, they
floated up to it and disappeared with the keren they'd captured."
psionic wanderer: The arrow was checked out, then put back into his quiver
when it seemed to be largely undamaged by him firing it at the wall! "Hm." He
looked to Scout then. "Thoughts?"
Cloaked Fists: (My hp should be 36, added 5 extra some how)
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: (ok)
Tesarik Five: Rope? Amatures. Sadlin had a few tricks of his sleve, there
was more to that play boy healer than they knew. "Numbers don't matter, we
can deal with them." He gave another tilt of his head as he looked to the
others. "We should go,
Mighty Gar thog: Floated. ugh! ~this was just getting worse and worse, in
his view. Would they be able to fight, and defeat, such opponents?~ /d
Tesarik One: "If we lie in ambush, and watch the whole area, we will see
them come out of any of the caves. Is there enough vegetation for us to be
hidden but close enough to see the mountainside?"
Tesarik Five: isn't much time left in the day. An ambush will only give them
the advantage if there are more of them than us. They can see better than us
in the dark, so if a few of them fall they will then be ready. We need to
sneak attack them.
Tesarik Five: " He'd seen that movie before! Or, more read that book.
Tesarik One: "If we wait until they float down to the bottom of the
waterfall, we could then sneak attack them when they are not expecting. But,
we must get there before night falls or they will certainly have the
advantage. " She paused, and
Tesarik One: then grinned, "What if we do not hide. What if... we set up a
camp in full sight of all of the caverns by the waterfall?"
Tesarik One: "Thais, Sadlin, myself.... we can look fairly innocuous, we
will wear our most gypsy attire, and play music and laugh and they will know
we will be there. But not the others, who will wait."
Tesarik One: It was an idea, they could shoot it down!
Mighty Gar thog: ~he looked at his snake, the snake looking back, staring
into each others eyes, then he smiled~ We should do as animals do. Choose one
target, take it down, then move on to the next. Capture one for information,
but
Mighty Gar thog: prevent the others from getting hime. /d
Cloaked Fists: "I'm much better at waiting for trouble to come find me than
I am at going to find it. I like the camp idea." He took another bite of
the ham, chewing and swallowing before speaking again, but held his tongue as
he opted to wait
Cloaked Fists: and hear if more would be devised.
Tesarik One: "Bowen? Thais?"
Tesarik Five: "We can talk as we walk." With that said he started toward the
area, of course slowly, so the others could take the lead. "I can be a decoy
easily enough, though I do hope you don't plan to get me captured. I'd make a
terrible slave
Tesarik Five: " He gave a light chuckle to that.
psionic wanderer: "There's enough vegetation for me to hide, I'm not sure
about all of you." He wore the most green after all, ha! Plus he was rather
good at lurking invisibly. He nodded. "I do like that idea though." Any idea
that left him hiding in
psionic wanderer: wait just gave him more time to aim!
ferocious allure: She lifted her hands slightly, taking a step backwards. "I
leave the strategising to the strategists .. I have no input to give." True
enough: if they were discussing how to convince a merchant to knock more than
75% off the listed
ferocious allure: price, Thais was your woman to navigate those waters. But
battle plans? Not her area.
Tesarik One: "Quickly then, Thais put on scarves and colors over your
clothing and let us take enough to make a small camp." She quickly got what
she thought they'd need, a pot to boil "stew" over the fire which would just
have hot water, some
Mighty Gar thog: ~Started walking near Sadlin, haing forgotten the idea of
watching Bryce~ Once we get there, I'll see what the plants have to tell me.
/d
Tesarik One: colorful attire over her regular dress, a patchwork blanket to
hide her large weapon, and other bits and bobs that would make the camp look
genuine like a bedroll or two. "Wesh, make yourself fuckin' useful and carry
a few things."
Cloaked Fists: He set about helping to carry what was needed, knowing if
nothing else he'd be helpful in that alone. He moved with a light spring in
his step, eyes scanning while they walked.
Tesarik One: She headed in the direction that Bowen and Bryce had gone
letting them lead.
ferocious allure: Nibbling her lip, she slipped into her tent and lifted the
scarves her mother had given her .. she tended to shy away from bright shades
so as not to overpower people who looked at her, or encourage it to detract
from her own
Tesarik One: They had very little time to set up their camp before twilight
approached. But, they got it set up. Whoever wished could stay in the camp,
whoever wished to hide, could hide in the surrounding forest.
psionic wanderer: They could throw some of that rabbit in the stew! Get a
nice good aroma going. Anyhow, he headed back to the area to find a suitable
place to lie in wait, where he'd proceed to remain entirely still until
action was needed! (Stealth
psionic wanderer: check!)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Mighty Gar thog: ~He carried a tent pole in one hand and a bedroll under it~
/d
ferocious allure: personal beauty - but she did keep a few choice garments
handed down through the family. An so, stereotypically eyeblindingly bright
she would catch up with the rest in a shimmy of gauzy scarves and a chime of
metal discs.
psionic wanderer: (Bah. 9 :'( )
Tesarik One: Scout had also grabbed a lute, she didn't know how to play very
well but the ladies had made her take music lessons so she could get by with
it. She glanced over at Bowen, standing there right where anyone could see
him and smirked.
Tesarik One: "I think you need to move further back or something, dear."
Cloaked Fists: He opted for looking like he was meant to stick out rather
than draw attention to himself some other way. If they would pick up a song,
he would clap in time and stamp a foot, doing his best to help lend to the
ruse.
psionic wanderer: Stealth...re-check?
psionic wanderer: "Not my fault we're not in my element." Muttered as he
tried to hide betterer!
Tesarik One: Once more.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
psionic wanderer: (x.x)
Tesarik One: "Why don't you just put on a skirt and dance for us."
psionic wanderer: Hid even worse, somehow!
Mighty Gar thog: ~Getting to the camp, he placed the two things down, then
moved into the greenery. and tried to talk to the plants lowly~ /d
Tesarik Five: "Should I show you how to hide?" He chuckled to that as he
slipped off toward the forest, slipping behind a tree and hunkering down low
behind a bush. (Stealth.)
psionic wanderer: "No." He could just get up on top of the waterfall and
attack from above! He didn't trust his ability to climb it all though.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik Five: (22)
ferocious allure: Oooh . .that was an interesting idea. Bowen in a skirt.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: Sadlin was hidden well.
Tesarik One: Bowen, wanna try one more time!
Tesarik One: Sadlin showed ya how!
Mighty Gar thog: ~He walked back out and said~ More drow stay behind to
await the return of the raiding party. ~he then looked around, to see if he
saw Bowen~ /d
psionic wanderer: "The day I need advice from you on anything, I'll ask.
Wherever you went." Hide!
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
psionic wanderer: (For fuck's sake. lol. 10)
psionic wanderer: Bowen was not in a hiding mood tonight!
Tesarik Five: (How is that only a 10? You only have 3 Dex?)
psionic wanderer: (Shit forgot to add dex to all of those lmao)
psionic wanderer: (AHEM!)
psionic wanderer: (22)
ferocious allure: (( LOL ))
Tesarik One: Scout nearly fell off the log she was sitting on when poor
Bowen was having the hardest time hiding in the rocky area. "Just do what
Bryce is doing, and sing along." (LOL!!)
Tesarik Five: IHAH!)
Tesarik One: Ok, ok, Bowen figured it out.
psionic wanderer: (I knew they seemed low. x.x)
psionic wanderer: HIs first one was a 21, it hadn't been that bad to begin
with!
Cloaked Fists: An amused smile touched his lips as he listened to the banter
being shared. He rolled his sleeves down, doing his best to clear his head
and keep the jitters away.
psionic wanderer: They just all up and mind-fucked him into thinking he
wasn't hiding well, damnit.
Tesarik One: And, night fell upon the area. Scout had the lute across her
lap, foot slightly beneath the blanket so she could use it to flip her blade
to her when needed. She sat by the fire and played a rousing tune on the
lute. She wasn't a
Mighty Gar thog: ~Thinks Scout watched Bowen try to hide. Hard to hide when
being watched~ /d
Tesarik Five: Psh. He all up and mind-fucked himself. But, Sadlin was hidden
now, so he decided to stay that way. No reason they couldn't have two people
with ranged weapons to attack right? Even if he would likely not even hit.
Tesarik One: bard by any means, but they could recognize it as a bawdy tune
with very naughty lyrics usually sung in bars by the waterside. What? She
lived in a brothel! She was singing the words in Voivan though.
ferocious allure: As Scout played, Thais dipped down low to lightly press a
pair of strange looking fans to the fire - allowing them to light up as
darkness drifted down upon them. The fire spread along the points of the
tines, and with it brought a
ferocious allure: curious bright comets tail as she danced in time to Scouts
music .. however bawdy it would be!
Mighty Gar thog: ~He moved near the closest tree, to use that as a hiding
spot, likely not ery well~ /d
Mighty Gar thog: very
Tesarik One: "My grandfather's cock was too long for his pants and it
dragged several feet on the floor! It was longer by half than the old man
himself, and it weighed near a hundredweight more!" Well, it had to be
believable right? She sang as
Cloaked Fists: He busied himself at the cooking pot as those who were making
merriment set about doing so. He made sure the fire was burning just right,
adding in a few more potatoes here, a few more onions there.
psionic wanderer: Bowen actually smiled a little as he heard that song! Gave
him memories of that brothel.
Tesarik One: she played the lute, tapping the foot that wasn't ready for her
blade to pop up. She continued to sing then got to the chorus, "Ninety years
without cracking it, what a cock! what a cock! He spent his life whacking it,
what a cock!
Tesarik One: what a cock! But it drooped, shrank never to rise again, when
the old man died." And that is all that will be sung of the song so as not to
torture everyone more fully.
Tesarik One: But she did keep singing allllll the verses.
ferocious allure: Hey, it was a tune and it got the hips twitching: who was
she to judge!
Tesarik Five: (My poor virgin eyes!)
Tesarik One: (Listen Check! Dun dun dun)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
psionic wanderer: (Betrayal by my dice right now, damn! 12)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ferocious allure: (( +5; 18 ))
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Cloaked Fists: He'd pitch in on the chorus each time she came round to it,
slipping between Voivan, Feral and Sylvan each time.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: +11 = 23
Cloaked Fists: (20)
Tesarik Five: (11)
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 2 20-sided dice: 2 9
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Mighty Gar thog: (7)
ferocious allure: She'd frown a little as Bryce slipped into feral, though
as focused on her dance as she was, she did not take the time to distinguish
his scent from that of the cooking or smoke.
Tesarik One: Somehow, unbeknownst to the DM, Scout managed to hear movement
on the moutainside even over the terrible singing she was doing. As did
Bryce, and Thais.
ferocious allure: She heard the movement, but didn't dare look until she
could work a believable pirouette into her movements; glancing over as the
spin took her.
Tesarik One: She waved her hand a set way that Bowen would know, whether he
heard it or not, that Scout had heard something! She continued to sing,
though when the song ended she gave a hearty laugh and plucked a few of the
strings.
psionic wanderer: Maybe the echo of the waterfall area was just right that
the footsteps went right down into their camp area! He caught that hand sign
and got an arrow ready!
Tesarik One: They'd heard a few stones tumble down from a couple of the
cavern openings. Those that passed Listen, may make a Spot now.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: 26
ferocious allure: (( +5, 16 ))
Cloaked Fists: He kept stirring the pot and humming along with the tune,
joining in on the lines he trusted himself to sing well enough to be
passable. He relied on all his senses, trusting in his instinct more than
what he saw or heard.
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Cloaked Fists: (7)
Tesarik Five: He had been watching, and with a bit of a signal to Bowen he
tilted his head and then pulled up his crossbow, getting it ready while he
wrapped that braided blade around his right hand, just in case it was needed.
Tesarik One: Scout had the best view, she saw the movement in three of the
caverns above. Not the large cavern. She signalled three during her flourish
to the others and laughed again, "How is the stew coming, Bryce?"
Tesarik One: Now the others may make Spots. DC15 now.
OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Cloaked Fists: "Should be ready in another moment or two. Not quite thick
enough yet." He took notice of the flourish, schooling his eyes on the task
at hand. He bent over the pot, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.
Tesarik Five: (22)
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Mighty Gar thog: (12)
Tesarik One: They were the scouts. Three of them, one in each cavern spaced
along the mountain on their side of the river. Sadlin saw their movements.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
psionic wanderer: (19)
Mighty Gar thog: Snake
Tesarik One: Bowen saw them.
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: Shanke knew they were there.
Tesarik One: Bowen and Sadlin, you are hidden and with ranged weapons on the
scoreboard. Bowen first, what do you wish to do? You may make a free action,
of either attacking one of them, or holding.
Mighty Gar thog: ~The snake squirmed on his arm, tightening once, twice,
thrice, trying to signal him, but he missed that clue~ /d
psionic wanderer: Hold, he'd wait for them to get out of the cavern first.
Tesarik Five: Same
Tesarik One: They were the scouts, they did not come out of the cavern. But,
after a few moments, the movement in one of the caverns disappeared for he'd
gone back to tell the others of the camp he'd seen below. So, only two now
Tesarik One: able to be perceived. They had weapons pointed down at the
camp, though they hid in the shadows. The blades upon their crossbows hit
the moonlight every now and again.
Tesarik One: Scout stopped playing the lute, but bent forward as if to smell
the stew and poke at the fire. She was tense, she could tell one of them had
disappeared and they had weapons but she didn't want to make any quick
movements. She
Tesarik One: waited, very impatiently.
Cloaked Fists: "Breathe deep and slow." He whispered in Voivan. "The
Cloaked Fist will keep you safe." He grinned and laughed, aware of the
threat but relaxed all the same.
Tesarik One: FINALLY - a voice rang out from the large cavern as a figure
came into view, barely seen due to the darkness of the armor and the darkness
of the skin. The voice called out in common, "You are surrounded. Put down
any weapons, stand
Tesarik One: upwards, hands above your head and do not make any sudden
movements or we will kill you where you stand."
Tesarik One: (brb my puppy has destroyed ...something)
psionic wanderer: (Silly Lili)
Mighty Gar thog: ~He froze in place, not moing except to breath, the snake
simply watched the mountainside, the one caern closest to Wesh, that had a
scout~ /d
Tesarik One: (back. Lilith lives up to her name, demonspawn)
Mighty Gar thog: (lol wb)
Tesarik Five: (Lol)
Tesarik One: She rose, letting out a loud gasp, and put her hands upwards as
she dropped her lute. Foot still under the blanket, she stared up where the
voice was coming from then to those around them, "You heard the disembodied
voice, hands up!
Cloaked Fists: (wb)
Tesarik One: Stand up!" Then she yelled out to the voice, "We are mere
gypsies at camp, we mean no harm and did not know we were trespassing. You
are welcome to come sit at our fire, and if we must leave we will leave."
ferocious allure: She froze in her dance, not quite sure what to do with the
flaming fans .. frowning, they extinguished as she released them, the woman
following the instructions as thoroughly as she could manage.
Cloaked Fists: Well, he was known as a hero, whether or not that fact was
known this far was something he wasn't sure of himself. He just complied,
placing the stirring spoon down calmly on the ground. He raised slowly from
the act, somehow in
Tesarik One: Three figures began to float down from the cavern, all with
scimitars in each hand. They were typical drow males, a bit over 5 feet, some
just a wee bit taller, dressed in dark leather. Then, behind them another
figure
Cloaked Fists: that time his sleeves had been rolled up. His veins stood
tensed, as if a cobra, coiled to strike.
Tesarik One: floated down from the same cavern.... this figure resembled a
drow female but she was nearly six and a half feet tall. Alongside her
climbed down the wall a glimmering spider of about four feet wide that seemed
to be made of metal.
Tesarik One: The three in the caverns above remained. The three drow men met
the ground and began to walk towards the camp, while the tall female walked
behind them, the spider skittering one way then the other to stay near her.
The three nodded
Tesarik One: as if being spoken to, and each sheathed one blade and pulled
spidersilk rope out and one barked out, "Now kneel!" They intended to tie
them all up!
Tesarik One: (Bowen, do you wish to make any move or still wait?)
psionic wanderer: Well if people were going to be tied up, he was indeed
going to make a move! (Sorry)
Tesarik One: Go for it.
psionic wanderer: Floating on down, he was tempted to take a shot at them
while they were probably more vulnurable, but he reasoned Scout and the
others in the camp could handle the ground forces, but they had less chance
of dealing with the ones up
psionic wanderer: in the caverns all waiting. So he drew the arrow he'd
readied back, and sent it right up at one of the three up in the caverns.
Whichever one was first on the scoreboard most likely. And he was attempting
to get a kill shot in to
psionic wanderer: boot! (Combat bonus extra 1d)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (Balls)
Tesarik One: Crit fail. Roll 1d6.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: You stumble from the rocks beneath your feet and your arrow
goes awry. One of the ranger scouts up above sees the arrow, and instantly
fires upon Bowen.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +12 QCK, +2 Ranger = 20
Tesarik One: The bolt missed, sinking into the tree nearest him.
psionic wanderer: Well at least he wasn't so off-balance as to get hit by
that incoming arrow. He cursed under his breath and shifted aside so it went
right past him, already preparing another arrow.
psionic wanderer: bolt*
Tesarik One: (Are you all good for a half hour more since we didn't start
our rp till 7:30?)
Cloaked Fists: (I'm good til whenever, to be honest.)
Tesarik Five: (Yup.)
ferocious allure: (( i can do another thirty minutes, i'll just push my
alarm 30 minutes further back ^.^ ))
psionic wanderer: (That'd be a terrible end of episode cliffhanger bwaha)
Mighty Gar thog: (Yes)
Tesarik One: (give me a moment)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Wesh-
Mighty Gar thog: ~Wesh saw that as the time to attack. He lifted his
medicine stick, and tried a summoning, holding the stick high. What was
summoned?~
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Mighty Gar thog scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Mighty Gar thog: ~A slimy blob with tentacles appearred by the woman. It's
many tentaclesattempted to ensnare her, enwrap and squeeze~
OnlineHost: Mighty Gar thog rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Mighty Gar thog scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Mighty Gar thog: (only 12)
Tesarik One: Miss. The female who looked like a drow turned to regard the
blob as the wind caught the silvery veil that covered her eyes. He simply
could not get close enough to her to actually attack, there was...something
around her.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Fighter 1 -
Mighty Gar thog: ~Well, it failed. But, maybe the creature would distract
the woman at least~
Tesarik One: "Very bad idea," the drow male said in common, as the rope was
dropped and his other scimitar pulled. "Now, you will all meet death." Dual
wielding scimitars, he went for Wesh since he'd held up the staff and the
blob had appeared.
Tesarik One: Both blades sung as they attempted to cut into the man.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +10 QCK, +3 Fighter Bonus = 21
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Ranger 1-
Tesarik One: Another bolt swept through the air towards where the arrow had
come from Bowen!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 32 - Hit
Mighty Gar thog: ~He stepped to the drows side, smiling, enjoying doing the
war dance, feelingalive now~ /d
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 21 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +10 Dex Fighter, +3 Fighter = 20 dmg
Tesarik One: To Bowen!
psionic wanderer: (+5 def absorb from that spell, +8 armor, +6 bracers +5
amulet of defense = 19 def against 15 damage)
Tesarik One: It missed again.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Thais-
ferocious allure: Well now, things seemed to be picking up! Though she had
been practicing with her flame more often as of late, she did not yet feel
confident enough to use it in a fight: and so as the drow moved
ferocious allure: closer and the jig was up, Thais' body would suddenly
begin to distort and shift. A silvery fur erupted across her skin, her shape
bulking out with lean muscle and increased height as she shed her human
ferocious allure: shape and adopted something more bestial in nature.
[shapeshift skill!] That taken care of .. she lunged at the nearest dark
skinned creature to her [fighter2 - not finding them in the least bit
ferocious allure: attractive - too alien in appearance - and raked her claws
across its body, snapping with her jaws as she sought any kinks in its armor.
(( bestial fury +5 damage, dex fighter, double fist,
ferocious allure: gheara 1d8 feral lunge, masea 1d8 feral lunge ))
OnlineHost: ferocious allure rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ ferocious allure scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ferocious allure: (( +9 quick .. 17 :/ ))
ferocious allure: (( should've gone with the flame darnit! ))
Tesarik One: He was not expecting her to shift, but he was ready for the
approach and quickly moved aside.
Tesarik One: Scout-
Tesarik One: Her hands dropped and she did a kicking motion to the blanket,
and up came the hilt of her big curvy blade. She grabbed it with one hand,
her other hand tearing the colorful fabric and scarves from
Tesarik One: her before both hands wrapped 'round the hilt and she gave
quite the feral roar as she charged Fighter 1. She brought her blade
horizontally as if she meant to merely chop the drow male in half at the
Tesarik One: waist. "Now...stand still so I can hit you!"
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: (Power Attack, Dance Partner 3 - 15) 19 - Miss!
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Bowen-
psionic wanderer: They must've been bit by the incompetence bug tonight or
something!
ferocious allure: (( *sprays bug-be-gone* ))
psionic wanderer: He had that arrow prepped though, and this time he didn't
intend to miss at all. The one who'd fired at him most recently, Ranger 1,
was his target, and he drew back that arrow and fired after a bit of aiming.
(Weapon enhancement:
psionic wanderer: Unerring Accuracy, target treated as if DC to hit was 10)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (+more than enough!)
psionic wanderer: (As requested by Pam, I'll claim my own hit!)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 2 70-sided dice: 10 40
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 3 8-sided dice: 6 2 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ psionic wanderer scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
psionic wanderer: (22 + 12 quickness, +3 ranger bonus, +5 bracers = 42)
Tesarik One: (Deflect Arrows - evade) As the arrow came for him, a bolt was
shot out and hit the arrow in mid flight, knocking it so that it hit the
mountainside.
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 0/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Fighter 2-
Tesarik One: Scout and Thais both set themselves up for attack, but this
drow male headed for Thais since she'd had him as the target. He moved out of
the way of the beast, and then stepped in towards her with both
Tesarik One: scims singing through the air to cut down into her hide.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +13 = 24
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 71 56
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 21 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +13 = 37 dmg
psionic wanderer: Figures he'd finally get a well aimed shot and it'd be
useless! He drew another arrow anyway, but saw someone heading for Thais
through the corner of his eye and quickly turned, drawing extra far back to
put enough force behind that
psionic wanderer: upon hitting one of the scimitars it'd knock the drow off
balance. (Deflecting Shot, evade used for Thais)
Tesarik One: Noted. The drow was indeed thrown off balance and his eyes
turned towards where Bowen was located.
psionic wanderer: behind the arrow that*
psionic wanderer: (brb)
Tesarik One: Ranger 2-
Tesarik One: This one's bolt came flying through the darkness towards Bryce,
aiming for his right knee.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +14 = 25 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 40 30
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 8-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ferocious allure: A curse left her muzzle as the fighter advanced and seemed
to have her number: but then things turned around completely, Bowen's
intervention saving her from having her hide skinned! Muzzle parted in a
grin, clawed hand lifted in
ferocious allure: thanks.
Tesarik One: +15 = 33 dmg
Cloaked Fists: (+18 DEF Armored Ink, +3 Bruised Armor, +3 Shattered Dreams
Def Tech = 24 DEF)
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 9/36 [16] (0/27) || Fighter 3
Tesarik One: 0/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44) ||
Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Tesarik One: Bryce-
psionic wanderer: He nodded to Thais in return, then set his eyes on that
fighter, grabbing another arrow from his quiver.
Cloaked Fists: He steeled himself for the hit, willing to take some damage
now to avoid worse damage later. He pluced the arrow free, darting in
towards Fighter 3. He closed in, getting face to face with the fighter,
juking left, shifting back
Cloaked Fists: right then kicking off sharply, jumping in and bringing a
haymaker of a punch right into the Drow's jaw. (Jawbreaker, Stun for 2
rounds at Sapphire plus damage on successful hit)
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: (+6 = 20)
Cloaked Fists: 6 quick*
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 2 62-sided dice: 7 30
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 4 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: Guillotine
OnlineHost: Cloaked Fists rolled 1 8-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Cloaked Fists scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Cloaked Fists: (+10 str, +5 Brawler bonus, +2 Calm mind = 24 plus stun for 2
rounds)
Tesarik One: Just as that punch went for his face, one blade lifted swiftly
so that flat of the blade stopped his incoming fist with a thud, and his
other blade slid across his gut as he grinned. (Battle Sense - Reflect)
Tesarik One: Def?
Cloaked Fists: (Dead End: reflect)
Cloaked Fists: He reached down, clamping his hand onto that blade, hauling
back and lifting an uppercut to complete the move with one more go.
Tesarik One: +12 DEF = 12 dmg + 2 rounds of stun
Tesarik One: Wesh 0/34 [22] || Fighter 1 0/?? [20] || Ranger 1 0/?? [22] ||
Thais 0/33 [19] || Scout 0/48 [16] || Bowen 0/42 [22] || Fighter 2 0/?? [20]
|| Ranger 2 0/?? [22] || Bryce 9/36 [16] (0/27) || **Fighter
Tesarik One: 3 12/?? [20] || Ranger 3 0/?? [22] || Sadlin 0/41 [16] (0/44)
|| Shanke 0/30 [15] || Spider 0/?? [20] || Tall Lady 0/?? [20]
Cloaked Fists: He dropped back, bobbing back and forth on the balls of his
feet, fists held up in front of his face, the challenge held clear.
Tesarik One: His head flew back, blood splattered, and he fell to the
ground.
Tesarik One: Fighter 3 - Stunned!
Tesarik One: Ranger 3-
Tesarik One: A bolt flew from the caves towards Wesh, aiming for the arm
that held the staff!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +14 = 28 Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 73-sided dice: 53 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 8-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +15 = 26 dmg
Tesarik One: Hit to Wesh.
Mighty Gar thog: (def 22, +5 from the blessing, leaing 1 blessing pt left)
Tesarik One: 0 dmg
Tesarik One: Sadlin-
Mighty Gar thog: ~He glanced up and laughed~
Tesarik One: Sadlin?
Tesarik One: Ok due to time I'm moving on !
Tesarik One: The tall lady and her spider had begun to move back towards the
waterfall, and as though orders had been given all of the drow males stopped
what they were doing, many grinning to them, as they each
Tesarik One: took a step back save for the one that lay stunned on the
ground. Something was in the woman's hand, and she hefted it forward, it
cracked upon the rocky ground and an instantaneous darkness shrouded
Tesarik One: the area. Magical darkness, so thick not even the bonfire, or
the starlight or moonlight could be seen. When it faded, only the one stunned
drow had been left behind, his throat slit by his own
Tesarik One: companions, and something white and bubbly foaming at his lips.
There was no more movement in the caverns. They had retreated. Where the
potion bottle had cracked, something thick and black had seeped out,
Tesarik One: Liquid Night.
Tesarik One: ---end quest part one!!---
Tesarik One: (You are all welcome to keep rping of course, but this is the
official end so that those that need to get to bed can get to bed)
Tesarik One: (We will pick this up from here next time)
Tesarik One: (If you used your absorb from lady, you'll need to remember
that for next time. so make a note)
ferocious allure: (( thank you for the quest! ^.^ ))
Tesarik One: welcome!
ferocious allure: (( aaand goodnight, i best skedaddle haha ))
OnlineHost: ferocious allure has left the room.