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Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Wizard's Retreat"

Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.

Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me, or Andy, as we both can

probably answer questions.

Tesarik One: Estimated time is 2.5 - 3 hours.

Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you

die.

Tesarik One: Make sure your char sheet is updated!

Tesarik One: You can't go "fixing" it up once we start! If it's not listed

you do not have it and this includes mundane gear. Pulling 50 feet of rope

out of your ass is painful and illegal!

Tesarik One: Otherwise state your info: Rank, Name, Dice,

Tesarik One: Hit Points, Defense DC, Healing Points if applicable. You will

need to keep up with your own self-healing points.

Tesarik One: ---end state---

a vision bereft: Amber Marshal, Joelle Petrov, 2d56, 31hp, DC15, heal points

14

Tesarik Five: -Amber Marshal Rohdle - 2d56 - 32HP - DC16-

tempestuous fist: Kevin - 2d44 - 27 hp - Dc: 15

questing requiem: Amber Marshal , Girard "Requiem" Sirrim 2d56, HP: 30 , Def

DC: 11

questing requiem: Sirri*

a merciful edge: Amber Defender, Kyle, 2d48, 27hp, def 17

Tesarik One: Roll init, let's try 1d20 again and see how it goes.

OnlineHost: a vision bereft rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

a merciful edge: (15)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 7

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik Five: (+5 = 12)

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 17

questing requiem: [17 (+5 Opening Act)

Tesarik One: Hold for scoreboard.

Tesarik One: Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] || Kyle 0/27 [17] || Elle

0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16]

Tesarik One: If you were given a potion (10hp healing) last night by Maria

and it wasn't used, you can use it tonight or save it. Just put it on your

dossier under consumables.

Tesarik One: The Wizard's Retreat is an extradimensional space kept by a

wizard long ago. The space is rumored to contain unimaginable wealth and

knowledge, but no one can find it. At least, not until now. Maria

Tesarik One: has ways and means beyond most of the common folk if the area,

and it was through her massive array of contacts that she found someone that

knows where the retreat is located. The catch? The group is

Tesarik One: asked to chase off a group of bandits that are harassing the

local main road where the contact lives. Chase off, kill, capture - any of

the above or a combination as long as they stop their harassing

Tesarik One: and thievery of folks in and out of the town. Of course, Maria

agrees and calls her adventurers to meet at the Port Union office, to take

them right to the main road into the village! (Begin RP)

a merciful edge: Oh cool, extradimensional space! That never went wrong at

all. Well at least chasing off bandits was a much easier thing to do than

tinkering with that stuff. He got his usual gear ready, then headed on down

to the port. (brb)

a merciful edge: Port Union office* (still brb)

a vision bereft: Joelle listened to the job description, and had a thought

that it would be good if they could get rid of the bandits without killing

them. Being a merciful sort, when it came to humanoid creatures really, she

didn't think that

Tesarik Five: Getting word that there was need of his services Rohdle

gathered his things and made his way to the meeting point. Swords strapped to

his back, dragonhide armor protecting his body, and today, he actually had

that bow on him as

a vision bereft: killing was always the answer. She got her gear together as

well, and headed alongside Kyle to the Port Union office, and gave a silent

nod to Maria as she waited for the others.

a vision bereft: (Change font)

tempestuous fist: ::Seemed they were off to another mission and so Kevin

popped up ready to go and take on the task yet again. Feeling better from the

last quest, he'd pat himself down and recheck all his supplies before

arriving at the area. Hearing

questing requiem: Always a catch, every deal maker knew this, in Girard's

experience his side usually got the worse end of the deal. He listened, took

a few mental notes when his mind let him be attentive, and generally wound up

at Port Union to make

Tesarik Five: well. Though oddly it seemed he had no arrows to fire from it.

Never the less he was ready to go as he looked around, seeing who may be

there already and offereing a small nod of his head to those he saw.

tempestuous fist: that they were going after badnits, he slowly nodded to

this.:: Sounds like fun. -d-

questing requiem: that trip of to ... wherever it was. Dammit. He'd missed

that part.. well there were bound to be others, he'd follow them! -d

Tesarik One: Maria was waiting for them all as usual, and offered a final

bit of direction for them. "When you get rid of the bandits of which I am

told there are anywhere from 3 to 6 of them, no one seems to be exactly sure,

then head into the

Tesarik One: village to the Alchemy Shop. The owner was a friend of the

wizard's and it is he who will give us direction to the retreat once the

bandits are taken care of. Now, be careful as usual and work together." She

motioned to the portal

Tesarik One: which opened, showing a quiet stretch of road overhung with

trees that had lost their leaves and looked like skeletal hands cupped over

the long dirt road.

a merciful edge: Well at least Joelle oughtta know that he, at least, was

not going to be killing any of the bandits. He sent a little smile to Maria

when they arrived. He was rather excited to be fighting humans for once, all

the undead and

a merciful edge: monsters weren't as exciting. Through the portal he went,

as soon as it was opened! At least it wasn't all covered in snow.

Tesarik Five: Rohdle had no problem with killing others, so long as it was

for good reason that is. Every man must die at some point, and there is no

use in letting a theif live, only to take up their pestering of others

somewhere else. He gave a

questing requiem: Listening up, best he could at least, Girard at least took

note of the matter of the bandits' apparent numbers and the order to get to

the Alchemy Shop. Girard wound up turning to the rest of those gathered for

this.. paticularly

a vision bereft: Joelle knew! She gave him a smile, and then listened

carefully to Maria as she adjusted her pack. Her seax was at her hip in a

horizontal sheath, and her shawm poked out of her pack. She moved up beside

Kyle and leaned over

a vision bereft: whispering to him, then when the portal was open, stepped

through.

Tesarik Five: small nod of his head to Maria when all was explained, only to

step through the portal, letting those elven eyes of his slowly scan the

area, taking in just where they were at the moment.

questing requiem: whose he knew..which at varying levels was all of them. "

Well whats the plan.. kill or capture in regard to the bandits? " Well might

as well have a plan so they did not appear disorganized and at odds. -d

Tesarik Five: "In most human cultures, is it not customary to remove the

hands of theives?" Simple point made of course.

a merciful edge: "Capture." Said with finality. He looked over to Rohdle at

that comment about hand removal and wrinkles his nose. It was painful and

disorienting enough losing a finger. "I'm also not cutting off any hands

unless by accident."

Tesarik One: As they stepped out, the portal closed but there was a shimmer

in the air as per usual, which showed them where to head back to when they

wished to go home. It was quiet, and mid-day as they stepped out, and the

forest was thick on

Tesarik One: both sides, though not so thick as to keep them from moving

easily through it if they decided to get off the road.

Tesarik Five: Hearing someone say to capture the bandits he shook his head,

wanting to make his point of view known he spoke up again. "If you capture

them, they will only get free and return to their life of crime at some

point." Though despite

questing requiem: " Is it? Place where I grew up made the thief eat their

hands.. " Which left a sour expression even on Girard's face. He'd nod over

to Kyle, well it'd be majority rules then.. presumedly Joelle wouldn't be for

murdering the bandits.

questing requiem: -d-

a merciful edge: "Are you assuming we'd just be capturing them and releasing

them? Of course not, they should be imprisoned, and rehabilitated if

possible. They could yet do some good in the world, killing them would not

allow them to."

Tesarik Five: that, if the group wished to not kill them, well he'd do his

best not to kill them then, though there really were no promises. "Move in

silence, unless you want to be ambushed." And no, he was assuming they'd be

captured, and then

a vision bereft: "Capture. Unless they cannot be captured and will not

surrender and attempt to kill us." She wasn't sure if they were just thieves

or actual murderers. But she moved along, once she'd said that, now in

silence as she peered into the

tempestuous fist: Why don't we get there first and see how dangerous they

are and if their willing to change their ways and make our choice then. In

either case we'll be fighting them and there isn't any promise that any of us

are coming back. Less

Tesarik Five: at some point escape or be released for serving time for their

crimes. Rohdle was no simpelton. He knew those who lived a life of crime were

hard pressed to change.

a vision bereft: forest on either side, then looked to the road to see if

there were any signs of where they might be.

tempestuous fist: we're over confident and know we can handle them. For now,

do what we need to get this village safe and make it back alive.

Tesarik One: Who is in charge of the group?

a merciful edge: There was no unless for him, he was not killing them, nor

was he going to negotiate the point. "Would inviting an ambush not save us

the trouble of searching for them." He grinned. Moving silently was not

something Kyle was very

a merciful edge: good at, now that he was feeling better. They were

certainly welcome to stealth away from him if they liked, and set up a

counter ambush!

Tesarik One: No one? Well then. Everyone roll a Listen.

OnlineHost: a vision bereft rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

tempestuous fist: +5 (alert? )

questing requiem: [-2 = 0

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 14

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

a vision bereft: +2 = 8

a merciful edge: (15)

Tesarik Five: (6)

tempestuous fist: ( yeah. 11 total )

Tesarik One: 12+ can hear voices off to the left of the road, quiet voices

only because they are so far away.

a merciful edge: He tilted his head when he heard something, since

apparently he was the only one who had! He looked over in that direction.

"Someone's off that way. Hard to say who or what they're doing, but it could

be our bandits." And well...he

a merciful edge: kept to the road, but kept an ear out for whoever it was.

Tesarik Five: Rohdle simply shook his head to that, sighing just a little

before he stepped off to the side. Looking to the trees in the area as he

thought to use them as cover while the others did as they wished on the road.

Though when someone

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

Tesarik One: For now, they remain unheard by the bandits.

questing requiem: As was a disturbing habit of the minstrel, he couldn't

hear anything over the song in his head. Thankfully he wasn't humming along

to it this time. Perking up at the sound of Kyle's voice, he blinked off in

that direction. " We

tempestuous fist: ::Hearing what one had to say, Kevin knew that some wanted

to keep the people alive and his eye's went around them before he went to

hiding and keeping out of sight.:: (Stealth check )

questing requiem: should scout it out.. " -d

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

tempestuous fist: +5 (if quickness applies )

a merciful edge: If they were just regular old bandits, he'd dealt with

their kind before, which is why he was just fine walking right into their

territory. If he turned out to be wrong and took an arrow for his troubles,

well that'd be his problem,

Tesarik One: Kevin is in stealth mode right now.

Tesarik Five: spoke of hearing voices he looked, letting eyes follow the way

the man pointed before he would use the trees, as well as any brush or

overgrowth in the area to hide as he moved closer to the voices he'd not yet

heard. (Stealth)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

a merciful edge: but bandits in his experience enjoyed marching out and

surrounding their targets and making threats. So he didn't at all try to be

quiet as he continued along the road. He could be the bait!

Tesarik Five: (+6 = 11)

Tesarik One: As they moved forward towards the sound of voices, they'd be

able to spy a group of folks around a fire. Three individuals, two were

female. One tall human male, one elven female, and a shadowkin female. Three

horses were tied up

Tesarik One: nearby. As of yet, they had not heard them approach, and Rohdle

was completely silent. They have a choice, go ahead and start attacking, or

attempt some other means of contact with them.

Tesarik One: They = your group.

a vision bereft: Elle crept forward, finally arriving behind the bushes

she'd hide behind as she peered out at the camp. Were these the bandits? How

could they even tell? Maybe they were just travelers. She glanced over at the

others, staying

a merciful edge: Had anyone else stayed with Kyle on the road or did they

all go sneaking off all stealthy?

a vision bereft: quiet, then looked back at the group trying to determine

exactly what was going on.

questing requiem: Girard was still with Kyle, gathering the focus to cast a

spell at that.

questing requiem: Since battle was expected out of this, Girard took the

oppurtunity to exercise his shadowcasting capability. [ proceeding with spell

state etc ]

Tesarik One: Go for it.

questing requiem: [Spell: (Shadow Skin) - Target: (Self - Spell Type:

defense absorb (6 damage absorption) - Save: +5 ]

Tesarik Five: Finding the group there he came to a stop, looking back to the

road, blinking to see in the distance there were two still there. Shrugging

to that now he looked back to the three around the fire, watching them as he

attempted to

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

questing requiem: [21]

a merciful edge: Well if people were all sneaky and he wsa the only one not,

he'd serve as a distraction. That was one thing a swordmaster was good at. He

started strolling right for the people camped around their fire. "Hello

there!" He even waved.

Tesarik Five: find any signs that they may be the bandits. (Spot or

Insight...Whatever applies to this check.)

a merciful edge: Hopefully Girard didn't mind sharing the center of

attention.

Tesarik One: Please remind me of the spell effect if you are attacked.

questing requiem: ][ Noted. ][

tempestuous fist: ::Kevin remained hidden as he'd move further in behind the

group, trying to stay as silent as he could as he watched as the others were

taking the direct apporach. A brow rose up as he kept his eye's on them.::

(Stealth while trying

tempestuous fist: to flank )

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 14

Tesarik One: The group around the fire were taken by surprise as Kyle

strolled in. The tall male unsheathed his longsword and the elven female rose

with narrowed eyes, fists forming at her sides. The only one that did not

stop what she was doing

tempestuous fist: +5 (if quickness applies )

questing requiem: Gathering up the shadowstuff from the conduit the minstrel

began to shape it into a semi-tangible form of defense around himself.

Acquiring a rather darkened hue to his skin tone by the time he realized

Kytle was doing something he

Tesarik One: was the shadowkin, who merely looked up towards Kyle then down

to the pot of food she was stirring.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

Tesarik One: Kevin remains unheard & unseen.

Tesarik One: The male spoke first, "What do you want? This is a private

camp."

questing requiem: considered endless foolish. Well the poor bastard was

going to need some help. Time for the shadowy minstrel to try stealthing his

way to the camp! (stealth check)

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

a merciful edge: He stopped short and held up his hands when the tall man

unsheathed his sword. "Well now, there's no need for all that, I've not drawn

my steel. Just travelling along, and I saw the camp. Rather poorly concealed

for a private

questing requiem: [ that +1 quickness won't help here. ha. ]

a merciful edge: affair, I must say."

Tesarik One: Despite the shadows, the shadowkin noticed Girard's movement

near camp. She was a creature of shadows ,it fit. Her skin was gray, her eyes

and hair jet black. She stared right at Girard then continued to cook.

Tesarik Five: His eyes fixated on the three, and as Kyle didn't seem at all

concerend with his own life he shook hi shead slowly. Reaching back he let

his thumbs slowly draw leather over mythril, drawing those swords from his

back and holding

a merciful edge: "You seem like pleasant enough fellows, and I'm rather

hungry. I was wondering if you might spare a bit of food." He did look extra

scrawny, still. It was believable!

Tesarik One: "Why must we hide our camp just because it is a private camp?

If we wished to put the camp in the middle of the road we have every right."

He still did not sheath his sword, and he began to look at him to see just

what he had on

Tesarik Five: them both firmly in hand. He'd let Kyle try his way first, and

if that didn't work, blood would spill.

Tesarik One: that could be stolen. A smirk was given to the elven female,

then he motioned him forward. "Come, have a seat, care for some whiskey?"

questing requiem: Well.. least the minstrel looked the part of a shadowkin,

sort of, himself when he went and forgot how to be stealthy. Dusting himself

off like nothing at all had happened he gave a glance Kyle's way. Well he at

least was going to

a merciful edge: "True, but if you don't want intruders, being out in the

open is a terrible idea." He grinned a little, and...really didn't have much.

His sword, and they certainly weren't getting that. Past that, his cloak and

clothing, and a few

a vision bereft: Oh Kyle, she held back a snicker when she saw him head

right into camp. She wasn't sure whether to just stay behind the bush, or

step in too but... she decided to follow Kyle. She rose and pushed noisily

through the

questing requiem: pretend that invitation was only to the obvious

swordmaster. -d

a vision bereft: bushes. "Dear? Where did you go? Oh there you are." She

smiled innocuously to the group as she appeared, hands at her side.

a merciful edge: mundane supplies. He stepped forward when invited. "Rather

kind of you, but no, thank you. Too much of an empty stomach for whisk-" He

cut off when he heard Joelle and then glanced over. "Elle! Glad you could

join us, did you find

a merciful edge: anything to eat? These kind people just invited me over, if

not. I'm sure they're willing to share."

Tesarik One: The man grinned as Elle appeared, but the elven woman frowned

and narrowed her eyes again.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: The others remain unseen, unheard.

questing requiem: " Weaver's lies. " The fool bravery was contagious! Well

he'd already been noticed by one of them. So if he was going to be notable he

was going to be humming. Yes, time to join the duo.. musician's were best in

company right? -d

a merciful edge: "You know how to use that blade there, sir, or is it just

for show? I'm game for a friendly duel before dinner if you are." He grinned

all the more when Girard made his presence known. Well so much for Kyle being

the distraction, if

a vision bereft: "No, I did not, but this is very nice of them.. Hello. I'm

Elle." With her cloak on, she looked much less like a gypsy than usual which

was either a bad idea, or a good idea.

a merciful edge: half the group was wandering on in. "It's been a bit since

I've had a worthy opponent, and you certainly look the part."

questing requiem: Made his presence known.. sure.. the Shadowkin had totally

not seen him at all! No, couldn't possibly! " Oh, shut it.. just look at him

he'd flay you with ease. " Well why not.. when in doubt, play along! -d

Tesarik One: As yet another joined them, the man was getting suspicious and

stared at the minstrel as he appeared. "How many godsdamned people do you

have with you?" He pointed his sword at Kyle, then Girard and back again.

tempestuous fist: ::Hearing the banter between them, Kevin watched silently

from the shadows as his eye's looked over to the drow, wondering what it was

that she was cooking. Then his eye's looked up towards the one pointing his

sword, but as they

Tesarik One: "A duel? Hmm. I think....yes... I think that we will make it

even easier than that. Take off your weapons and drop them in a pile, and

anything else you have that is worthwhile. Jewelry, trinkets and the like.

And,

a merciful edge: "Well it is rather dangerous to be travelling alone, is it

not? I see no issue, we have three, you have three. Although perhaps the food

won't stretch as far, hm." He moved a hand up and scratched at his head a

little, thinking. He

Tesarik One: then we will let you three leave without harming you."

a merciful edge: lifted a brow at the man's demand, and then mid-sentence he

drew his own sword and swatted his right out of his hand. "That's quite

impolite." (Disarm)

tempestuous fist: continued to talk, he looked for anything that would

confirm they were indeed the bandits, then the dude had to say something,

confirmed. He'd now try to sneak up on the drow.:: (Sneaking up on the drow,

stealth? )

a merciful edge: (Well an attempt anyway)

tempestuous fist: ( shadowskin* )

Tesarik One: (Ok let's let Kyle do his thing first.)

tempestuous fist: ( will wait till after edge )

tempestuous fist: ( kk )

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

a merciful edge: (+10)

Tesarik One: Hit

a merciful edge: (Declining any damage roll, since he just wanted to disarm

him.)

a merciful edge: "Seems I was mistaken about your worthiness." He frowned a

little. "Now how to you expect to take our weapons and valuables if you can't

even hold on to your own? I don't know that we're the ones that need to be

worried about being

a merciful edge: harmed."

Tesarik One: (Ok Kevin do your stealth)

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

tempestuous fist: +5

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7

Tesarik One: The shadowkin does not hear him sneaking up on her, though, as

they are in a group the monk and fighter no doubt see it.

Tesarik One: As Kyle disarmed the tall man, that angered him enough that he

growled and then gave a loud whistle. At the whistle, the elven monk darted

forward, sending a fist into Kyle's face.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: +4 = 19

Tesarik One: Hit

a merciful edge: (Avoid blow attempt)

Tesarik One: Go for it.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 5-sided die: 1

a merciful edge: (Fail!)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 56-sided dice: 39 51

a merciful edge: That elf was fast! He fired up some magic to try and get

out of the way, and moved fast, but not quite in the right direction, and he

got hit hard, dropping like a sack of potatoes. (Remember to add 1 for the

Avoid Blow attempt)

Tesarik One: 13 + 8 (+5 monk bonus, +3 strength) = 21

Tesarik One: Def?

a merciful edge: (5)

Tesarik One: 22 - 5 = 17

Tesarik One: Hold please for combat.

Tesarik One: Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Fighter 2 0/?? [13] || Kyle 17/27 [17] || Fighter 1 0/?? [15] || Elle 0/31

[15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra 0/?? [12]

Tesarik One: Fighter 1 is not seen yet.

Tesarik One: Girard-

a merciful edge: "Well now." He grimaced and pushed himself back up to his

feet, shaking his head a bit to clear it. He hadn't dropped his sword,

however. "Seems you won't listen to reason after all. Very well." Hopefully

the others would put all

a merciful edge: that sneaking to good use.

questing requiem: Keeping the new fact in mind that adventuring with Kyle

was while exciting in its unexpectedness, it was a bad idea if he wanted to

keep his record. What record? He couldn't remember. What mattered was the

minstrel jumping back and

questing requiem: pulling on that conduit to the shadow plane in hopes of

grabbing on to something more than wisps with which to bind ..someone.

questing requiem: [ [Spell: (clinging darkness) - Target: (Monk , Fighter 2,

& Shelandra ) - Spell Type: (AoE Hold) - Save: +5 ]

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 3 20-sided dice: 4 18 17

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Monk - Fail

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 2 poynts damage ~*~Fighter

Tesarik One: (Hold a sec folks, need to get the spell DC to continue)

Tesarik One: DC16

Tesarik One: Fighter 2 - Pass

Tesarik One: Shelandra - Pass

Tesarik One: Monk is held in shadowy tendrils for one round.

Tesarik One: *Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

*Tall Fighter 2 0/?? [13] || Kyle 17/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 0/?? [12]

Tesarik One: Kevin-

questing requiem: Less than thrilling results but the minstrel's drawn

shadows rose from all around.. failing to capture the noticed

opposition..save for that unlucky monk.-d

tempestuous fist: ::Seeing that the fight was on, Kevin went up towards the

[second fighter] and brought his shield out to bash against his face.::

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

Tesarik One: ~*~ tempestuous fist scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

tempestuous fist: +5

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 2 44-sided dice: 40 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ tempestuous fist scored 7 poynts damage ~*~

tempestuous fist: +5 (dex fighter )

Tesarik One: Chain Shirt for DEF but since it's a face hit...no defense.

Tesarik One: 12

Tesarik One: *Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

*Tall Fighter 2 12/?? [13] || Kyle 17/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 0/?? [12]

Tesarik One: Tall Fighter-

Tesarik One: The tall human was leaning down to grab his sword when he got

smashed in the face with a shield, causing him to stumble backwards. He

hissed in pain, then dove for his sword again!

Tesarik One: Kyle-

a merciful edge: He scowled when Kevin went and attacked his target. Bad

form, that! Oh well. He spent a moment using his good ol magic to heal up.

(Self heal, 14 points)

Tesarik One: *Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter 2 12/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15] ||

Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 0/?? [12]

Tesarik One: Mounted Fighter-

Tesarik One: Charging in towards the camp was a mounted fighter, a male atop

an ahern horse. He didn't get close enough for melee, but he did get close

enough to aim and fire an arrow into the group using his Mounted Archery.

Aiming for Kevin's

Tesarik One: back.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +5 = 10

Tesarik One: Miss!

Tesarik One: Elle-

a vision bereft: Damn, chaos erupted around her and she quickly withdrew her

seax from her side to hold defensively in front of her as she moved back and

towards the bushes where she knelt and tugged her shawm from her pack.

Putting it to her lips,

a vision bereft: her seax was placed beside her and she began to play an

uplifting tune for the group upon her wind instrument. (Inspire Allies +3 DEF

added to you all while she plays.)

Tesarik One: (It is your responsibility to remember this, so make sure you

add it.)

Tesarik One: Rohdle-

Tesarik Five: Still hidden there at the outside of the camp he watched as

the others seemed to provoke an attack from the bandits. That confused him a

little, as they didn't want to kill them. Shaking his head he then let his

legs burst his light

Tesarik Five: frame through the bush he was behind and letting both of those

short swords of his come across the back of Shelandra, attempting to cut into

her flesh with the blow, as he came out of hiding. (Dual-Wield.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 56-sided dice: 22 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 5-sided dice: 2 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+18 = 26)

Tesarik One: +6 DEF - Spiderweave Armor

Tesarik One: 20

Tesarik One: (Y'all remember to state where you get your points from at

least once, then from then on you can just claim the number.)

Tesarik Five: (Dex Fighter, both weapons, Fighter Bonus.)

Tesarik One: *Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter 2 12/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15] ||

Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 20/?? [12]

Tesarik One: Shelandra-

Tesarik One: 15 dmg to Shelandra - 6 = 9

Tesarik One: (Just as a teaching moment, dual-wield allows you to roll both

weapon dmg dice, but you don't add in bonuses to both weapons. You only use

your bonuses once.)

Tesarik One: Shelandra!

Tesarik One: The shadowkin had not even drawn a weapon, unless one counted

the wooden spoon she held stirring the pot, and she was still attacked. She

winced in pain as the swords cut through her spiderweave, and rose to her

full six feet height

Tesarik One: and spun around, dark eyes big. She then began to move away

from the group, her hand slipping along the tall fighter's back as she moved

away from the group. (Concealed Healing - Heal him 10pts)

Tesarik One: *Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter 2 2/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15] ||

Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra 9/??

Tesarik One: [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Elven Monk - still held by the shadow tendrils and not a happy

woman at all!

Tesarik One: Girard-

questing requiem: Taking a moment to glance over the opposition, something

that caused a handful of seconds to be lose to distraction watching the

shadowkin move away. Snapping back to his own thoughts the minstrel began to

focus on the song in his

questing requiem: head, pulling from it the verses of ridicule, harassment,

and other less than inspiring words to sing at the bandits. [Twisted Melody -

All enemies in hearing range lose def bonsues for 1 round. ]

Tesarik One: (Noted)

Tesarik One: Kevin-

tempestuous fist: ::He'd stare as the tall fighter got a potion and he'd

shake his head a bit.:: Damn, I actually liked you. ::Spoken to the Dark Skin

woman as he casually hit in the face while he stared at the drow.::

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

Tesarik One: ~*~ tempestuous fist scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

tempestuous fist: +5

tempestuous fist: ( 13 total )

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Tall Fighter-

Tesarik One: He felt the healing from the healer's touch, but he made no

mention of it since the woman was all in secret healing mode. He didn't even

look her way but he did have that sword in hand again. He lunged for Rohdle,

slashing at him!

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +6 = 24

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 50-sided dice: 42 37

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +7 = 22

Tesarik One: Def?

Tesarik Five: (Parry. Take no damage once per combat)

Tesarik One: Noted.

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter 2 2/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter 1 0/?? [15] ||

Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra 9/??

Tesarik One: [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Kyle-

Tesarik One: (Hold. Sorry my house is chaos right now. Kevin, you actually

hit, so please roll dmg)

a merciful edge: (Pausing a moment while discussing)

a merciful edge: (Yep, that)

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 2 44-sided dice: 5 31

Tesarik One: ~*~ tempestuous fist scored 4 poynts damage ~*~

tempestuous fist: +5

Tesarik One: No def this round

Tesarik One: 9

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 11/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/?? [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/?? [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Kyle-

Tesarik One: "SURRENDER AND WE WILL LET YOU LIVE!" Shouted the mounted

fighter towards the combat area.

a merciful edge: Well, since his previous duelling partner wasn't even a

good idea anymore, he walked right over to the monk, and flashed her a grin.

"I do hope that wasn't the best you've got. I've been hit harder by people

half your size."

a merciful edge: (Incite to anger on the monk)

Tesarik One: (noted)

Tesarik One: Mounted Fighter-

a merciful edge: And then he shouted to the mounted fighter! "How about you

surrender and we won't embarrass you all thoroughly?" Eyes stayed on the monk

though. And he waited for her to be freed so they could resume.

a merciful edge: (brb)

Tesarik One: After his shout, he aimed another arrow into the combat, and

since he was no dummy and saw Elle crouched playing her flute thing, he aimed

that arrow right for her to stop her playing.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Miss. The arrow flew by Elle and sunk into a tree trunk.

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 0/?? [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 11/?? [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/?? [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/?? [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Elle-

a vision bereft: She was still playing the shawm, it was really the best

thing she could do right now, crouched down playing so that her allies would

have a boost. (+3 DEF to you all still) She didn't even pause as the arrow

flew by her, though her

a vision bereft: heartbeat had sped up quite a bit and her eyes got all

wide!

Tesarik One: Rohdle-

Tesarik Five: He saw the woman move away from him, then pass by the fighter.

Not knowing why, and assuming for the moment she had no desire to fight, he

turned his attention to more pressing matters. Using those twin swords he

clinked metal to

Tesarik Five: metal as he parried away the attack by the man. Then with a

quick turn of his body the blades of those swords once more went to strike

out, left blade slicing at the back of his thighs, as the right blade would

come across his arm

Tesarik Five: in an attempt to disable him, sense the others didn't want to

kill and all. (Dual-Wield, fighter two)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 = 25)

Tesarik One: Hit - Non lethal

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 56-sided dice: 14 33

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 4 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 5-sided dice: 1 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 = 16)

Tesarik One: No def this round still.

Tesarik One: Tall Fighter 2 is disabled and unable to fight unless he is

healed.

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 0/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 27/25 KO [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25

[15] || Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: The tall man fell over in pain as his legs and arm was cut into

bad enough he simply could not hold his blade, and sunk in a bloody pile.

Tesarik One: Shelandra-

Tesarik One: She grabbed her staff and ran for Rohdle and began to hit him

over the head with it. "Stop it, just stop! You're going to kill him!!"

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +2 = 22

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 50-sided dice: 47 32

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 1 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +2 = 15

Tesarik One: Def?

Tesarik Five: (+4 White Dragonhide Armor +3 Elle....+7 Total.)

Tesarik Five: (Well....+3, sense it's in the head.)

Tesarik One: so 9 total

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 0/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 27/25 KO [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25

[15] || Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 9/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Iomar the Monk-

Tesarik One: Iomar was focused upon Kyle due to the Incite the Anger thing,

and once the shadows fell from her she pulled out two kamas from her side and

headed for Kyle, she was agile and if they weren't being

a merciful edge: (Oh)

a merciful edge: (Defense maneuver this round!)

a merciful edge: (So def 20)

Tesarik One: attacked might have enjoyed watching her movements. Using

(Flurry of Blows) she attempted to hit him so fast, and so many times he

would just not know what was going on and it would stun him for a round.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

a merciful edge: (Riposte, assuming her plus isn't enough to hit him)

Tesarik One: +4 = 16

Tesarik One: Miss

a merciful edge: As soon as she pulled those weapons out he grinned and

settled into a defensive stance, and then she was on him! Sword moved like a

blur, deflecting every one of those attacks, the last one smacked aside

rather hard to leave her

a merciful edge: open to his counter, sword slashing along one bicep, then

stabbing at the other shoulder.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 48-sided dice: 17 27

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 4 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 6-sided die: 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 6

a merciful edge: (+7 dex, +3 swordmaster)

Tesarik One: 16

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 16/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 27/25 KO [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25

[15] || Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 13/32 [16] ||

Tesarik One: Shelandra 9/30 [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: --Defenses back for baddies--

Tesarik One: Girard-

questing requiem: Girard caught that bit spoken by the Shadowkin and decided

on a tatically idiotic method of putting an end to this combat. All of his

own actions thus far had been to disable and weaken rather than to kill. This

left the minstrel

questing requiem: moving on over to Shelandra after her staff-borne barrage

of hits to one of his comrades, he forgot which, and then.. he spoke

up..calmly, yet confident in he and his allies ability to kill them all. " If

you do not want him to die

questing requiem: then please, I ask that you make them stand down. We do

not wish to make this a fight to the death, but we will if it is forced.

Stand down. You will be made to leave. [ Diplomacy Check [

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

questing requiem: [+5 Alluring Tongue, +6 Charisma = 31

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: She stared at him and gave a shake of her head as she moved

away from them all, her staff digging down into the ground. Sure, he passed

his diplomacy but Shelandra was not in charge and she had no power to force

the fighters to

Tesarik One: stand down. She was nothing but their healer. "I wish I could!"

She ran over towards the mounted fighter, who grabbed her and tugged her onto

his horse in front of him, and they talked softly in some strange tongue.

Tesarik One: Kevin-

tempestuous fist: ::Seeing the arrow being shot off towards Elle, this

caused Kevin's eye's to narrow down as he looked to the mounted fighter.

Seeing that she was going to talk to the fighter however, he'd hold the

shield up as he took the defensive

tempestuous fist: postion to wait to see what they would do.:: (Waiting to

see what they do. )

Tesarik One: Tall Fighter 2-

Tesarik One: Disabled, but still awake. "Stand down!" No, Shelandra did not

have power over them, but this man did. He sat upwards, staunching his wounds

with his hands and shook his head. "It is not worth dying over. Sabien,

Iomar, stand

Tesarik One: down!" At the man's words, Sabien rode closer to the camp and

slid his longbow over his shoulder, then slid an arm around Shelandra to keep

her from falling off. He spoke gruffly to the team, "Go then, we will not

fight you anymore

Tesarik One: unless you attack us. Begone, and let us end this peacefully."

Tesarik One: Kyle - You may attack if you wish, or some other action.

a merciful edge: Would orders make it through incite to anger? Kyle hoped

not, he was enjoying the duel too much. He was still in defensive mode

though.

Tesarik One: No, she'd still focus on him until he let that down!

Tesarik One: Pass?

a merciful edge: (Used defensive maneuver at the start of the round, I can't

do anything else)

Tesarik One: Mounted Fighter Sabien -

Tesarik One: He saw Iomar still with her kamas and ready to attack and he

shouted over to her, "Iomar, stand down!" It seemed she was concentrating on

the one man, and it made him frown. He let Shelandra down. "Go, heal

Quillon."

Tesarik One: Shelandra landed and ran towards the fallen man, they'd all

know she was the healer now, she knelt beside him and healed hi ma little

(Combat Medic - heal 5hp)

a merciful edge: "Sorry, horseman. I think I irritated her a little too

much." Of course he was using one of those little magic tricks to keep her

pissed off.

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 16/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 22/25 [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25 [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (0/14) || Rohdle 13/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Elle-

a vision bereft: Elle stopped playing and rose, moving quickly over to

Rohdle so that she could press her soft, small hand to his shoulder and feed

healing energy into him. (10 healing to Rohdle)

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 16/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 22/25 [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25 [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (10/14) || Rohdle 3/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (10/28)

Tesarik One: Rohdle-

Tesarik Five: Cracked in the head by that staff he grunted. Stumbling back

just a few steps as a bit of blood dripped down from a cut that opened up on

his scalp. Looking now to the man on the horse he shook his head slowly. "You

leave your

questing requiem: " I think they've got themselves in a matter of honor. "

Muttered Girard, before glancing to the tall fighter. " Personally I'd rather

leave it at this and just ask that your group does something else for awhile.

Think about mercen-

questing requiem: ary work. " And Girard really had said all he had to at

that. -d

Tesarik Five: weapons and leave, and we will not kill you. This is your last

chance." He didn't care about the others at this point. There was to much

going on, though a smile was given to Elle as she healed him a little. After

all, one of those

Tesarik Five: who wished not to kill the bandits was set on still fighting,

when all the others had combat set aside. Twin swords were still held in his

hands, and as such he kept his eyes moving between the group, ready to defend

himself if

Tesarik Five: indeed the battle continued.

Tesarik One: Sabien snorted hearing Girard, then glanced over as the

shadowkin healed Quillon, the tall fighter. "Mercenary work doesn't pay as

well as what we do, unless you have contacts that we do not know about." He

turned his head, as he

Tesarik One: dismounted and folded his arms over his chest, listening to

Rohdle. He narrowed his eyes, this seemed a stalemate but there were more of

them than his group, and one wasn't even a fighter... Shelandra. He sucked in

a deep breath and

Tesarik One: shook his head. "We keep our horses." He finally said.

Tesarik One: Shelandra-

questing requiem: " As a matter of fact.. we might, if you don't mind

playing adventurer for awhile. Better loot to.. " Well why not recruit the

bandits, Maria had to have had some work fit for them away from civilized

areas! -d

Tesarik One: She took opportunity to give a little more healing to Quillon,

before moving over towards the elven monk to slide her hand briefly upon her

and heal her as well. (10 to Iomar, 8 to Quillon.)

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 6/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 14/25 [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25 [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (10/14) || Rohdle 3/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (28/28)

a merciful edge: He scowled to Shelandra and sighed, then shifted out of his

stance. (Incite to anger ended)

Tesarik One: Iomar-

Tesarik One: Oh she was ready to strike Kyle, she didn't care what was going

on around them, then she felt the touch of Shelandra and frowned, then.....

she just didn't want to focus on him anymore, at least not by magic. She

moved in close to

a merciful edge: "Seems nobody appreciates a good duel around here. Half

tempted to find somewhere where they do." He gave a little salute with his

weapon to Iomar, then sheathed the sword on his back again.

Tesarik One: Kyle, lifting one hand to press the blade of her kama under his

ear, then stepped back now abiding by the orders of her superiors.

questing requiem: " Might be you should think about sending a representative

to our superiors. Consider it. " Girard at the very least was done with

this..waiting for the bandits to get moving. Should he have been kicking his

own people into knocking

Tesarik One: "I will duel, if it is not a duel to the death."

Tesarik One: She nodded to Kyle at the salute and turned, watching them all

now as she put her kamas away.

questing requiem: them out? Yes. But they'd never selected him as a leader

now had they? Handsome bastard though he was. -d

a merciful edge: "It's never a duel to the death, I'm not some bloodthirsty

savage."

Tesarik One: The elf grinned at that.

Tesarik Five: "Yes, you keep your horses. The faster you leave here, the

better." He didn't let his eyes move from the pair still fighting, though

when they finally put away their weapons he let his eyes move over tot he

rest of them, still not

Tesarik One: Sabien spoke. "We keep our horses, we give you our weapons? Is

that the deal?"

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 6/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 14/25 [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25 [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (10/14) || Rohdle 3/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (28/28)

Tesarik Five: putting his swords away. The bandits were still there, and he

had no desire to be attacked when not ready. They stole, lied, and probably

worse for a living. That elf would not trust them. "Yes...That is the deal."

Tesarik Five: -d-

a merciful edge: "Although it baffles me completely that we're just letting

you go when we were clearly winning." He grinned right back. "If I find out

you've been at some banditry again, I'll deliver you to the nearest dungeon

myself."

Tesarik One: "Do it." He commanded his fellow bandits. With a snort, Iomar

stepped forward and pulled out her kamas again, giving them a twirl, then

sunk the blades into the dirt and stepped back.

Tesarik One: Sabiel removed his longbow and quiver of arrows, and a

longsword and put them down, then went and mounted his horse.

Tesarik One: Sabien*

Tesarik One: Quillon, now healed quite a bit, pulled out his longsword and

stabbed it in the dirt, then pulled off a ring and tossed it down.

a merciful edge: "And how are they to hunt for food if we've taken all of

their weapons? Bare handed hunting is not at all pleasant, you know." Said to

the dealmaker.

Tesarik One: Shelandra placed her quarterstaff into the pile, but she was

not happy. At least they hadn't taken their defensive items.

Tesarik One: "Do not worry of our weapons." They had more, secreted away!

questing requiem: Nodding to the Bandit's tall leader, perhaps a sort of

thanks for complying. " Keep my suggestion in mind, you've got a talented

group.. stop wasting that talent. " As for Kyle's words. " Smart people

usually have caches, Kyle. Our

Tesarik Five: "That is not our problem. Our problem is removing them from

this area. Unless you'd rather not do that?" He said now to Kyle, and as the

weapons were placed down he finally put his swords away. Then went about

gathering up their

Tesarik One: They each went to their horses and mounted, and the elf pulled

the horse around to Kyle, "Perhaps we may meet again and have our duel to the

finish."

Tesarik Five: weapons, to keep them from them. If any in the group wanted to

keep some of the items they were more than welcome to them, he simply didn't

want the bandits to have easy access to any weapons at the moment.

questing requiem: worthy adversaries here have proven that much. But I

digress, we have a job to do. " -d

tempestuous fist: ::Seeing that they were lowering their guard down to

nothing, Kevin stared at each of them and a slow nod was given.:: Seems like

everyone got what they wanted. Well....We'll have to see the effect down the

road. -d-

Tesarik One: Sabien nodded to Girard, then tugged his reins around and took

off in a gallop. Iomar and Quillon took off as well, though Shelandra held

back for a moment, until they were out of the distance they'd hear her soft

voice. She bowed

a merciful edge: "Taking their weapons and letting them go is hardly driving

them from the area, particularly if, as Girard says, they have weapons

stashed somewhere." He certainly wasn't taking the discarded weaponry, he had

his sword. He nodded

Tesarik One: her head a little and spoke. "Do any of you need healing before

I go?" Awww.

a merciful edge: and flashed a grin to the elf. "Perhaps we shall."

a merciful edge: (brb)

questing requiem: Girard wasn't going to get moving until he knew the

bandits were on their way ..and even then he'd be glancing over his shoulder

...a lot. As for the offer of healing, he didn't know! Did any of them need

healing!? -d

Tesarik One: It might be enough to get the man to give up the secret retreat

though! They could lie to him and say they defeated them, the man wouldn't

know.

Tesarik One: Elven Monk 6/28 [14] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Kevin 0/27 [15] ||

Tall Fighter #2 14/25 [13] || Kyle 3/27 [17] || Mounted Fighter #1 0/25 [15]

|| Elle 0/31 [15] (10/14) || Rohdle 3/32 [16] || Shelandra

Tesarik One: 9/30 [12] (28/28)

tempestuous fist: ::Kevin looked down at him and he'd shake his head.:: I'm

alright. Are you? ::He asked as he looked at the dark skin healer as he

blinked at her a bit.:: -d-

Tesarik Five: "And if they do not leave the area, as the deal was....Then

they will be killed." Regardless of what the others wanted, he wouldn't hold

his blows again. Though as the woman offered to heal them he shook his head

just a bit to her.

Tesarik One: "I will be fine. That is rabbit stew, cooking on the fire. Be

well, and, I am sorry for beating up upside the head with my staff." Her grey

lips quirked into a slight smile, then she winked at Rohdle and headed off.

Tesarik Five: He was fine at this point. "For your sake, I do hope you

stress that to the others in your group." Said to the one lingering behind of

course. He didn't enjoy killing others, but he wouldn't hold back if it was

warented.

Tesarik One: "I shall." Said as she headed off to join the group.

Tesarik One: ---Pick up Loot available--

Tesarik One: 2 Longswords

Tesarik One: 1 Longbow & Quiver

Tesarik One: Quarterstaff

Tesarik One: "Ring of Circumvention" - A silver ring that allows one evade

per adventure.

Tesarik One: 2 Kamas

Tesarik One: IM me with your claim or I'll just divide it as I see fit and

you can use/sell it.

Tesarik Five: Rohdle, a collector of weapons, would keep something to stash

in his trophy room of course. But, it would be of the unwanted by the others.

If anyone wanted anything they were free to have it.

Tesarik One: ----As the group left, they were there at the small campfire

with a iron pot of rabbit stew. But, as they began to gather themselves to

head into town to get the info, they'd hear a soft "mew" "mew".

a merciful edge: "Going to kill them all yourself, are you?" He shook his

head a little, and well..they had to head to the village, yes? He'd start

doing that. Or was going to, until he heard the mewing. Time to check that

out!

Tesarik One: Listen Check, or Spot - up to you.

Tesarik Five: "Yes....I will, if needed." That Elf was arrogant, but he had

no doubts he could kill them all if needed. One at a time granted. He wasn't

stupid enough to take them all on at once. The mewing though had him lifting

a brow slightly.

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

questing requiem: [-2= 2 ]

OnlineHost: tempestuous fist rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

tempestuous fist: +5

tempestuous fist: ( 6 )

questing requiem: Girard still couldn't hear anything over the sound of how

awesome he was. -d

a merciful edge: He'd go try and have a look.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

a merciful edge: And not see jack shit. (3)

OnlineHost: a vision bereft rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

a vision bereft: Yay for Elle!

a vision bereft: +2 = 20

Tesarik One: The others could not pinpoint the mewing, but Elle found them.

A little ways from the camp, tucked into a little den beneath a tree were 2

kittens. Rogue Bobtails by the look of them!

a merciful edge: Go Elle! When it looked like she'd found something, he

headed over to take a peek.

tempestuous fist: ::Kevin walked over towards the items that were laying out

in the open as his body lowered down to them. His hand going to pick up the

ring.:: -d-

Tesarik One: Rogue Bobtail

Tesarik One: The Rogue Bobtail was named after the penchant for rogues and

thieves to train them to assist them in their craft, and due to it's

rabbit-type, short, curled tail. The length of this tail does vary;

Tesarik One: some have tails as long as four inches - however as they are

curved, it makes them look shorter. The longer the tail, the more rigid and

sensitive it is. As a rule, these cats don't like you to touch

Tesarik One: their tails! Rogue Bobtails are incredibly sneaky, and

intelligent. They are able to sense traps and will make a very odd rumbling

sound when a trap is sensed and stalk near the area, just beyond

Tesarik One: triggering the trap.

questing requiem: " Aww...kittens. " Alright Girard wanted to a pet, but

alas! He'd not been the one to noticed them at all. Maybe he was better off

acquiring a ghost cat? -d

Tesarik One: 2 rogue bobtail kittens up for grabs.

a merciful edge: Would very much like one, to go with Elle's puppies.

questing requiem: Girard definitely wanted a Rogue Bobtail.

a vision bereft: "Awww." She knelt down and pulled the two out, and looked

into the den to see if there were more. "They are so little." She stood up

cradling them against her, and looked around. "Anyone want to claim these

kittens?"

questing requiem: Which meant he was wondering if cats could lead the blind.

-d

a merciful edge: "If you think your dogs will get along with them, I'd love

to have one." A pet might do him some good! He looked at one of the little

kittens, and reached out to rub a finger against one of their heads.

questing requiem: So Joelle wound up with Girard coming up after that

question inr egard to the kittens. " I'd like one of them.. " Sappy grin

..terrible mix of expressions. -d

Tesarik Five: There was a nod to Kevin as he saw the man take up the ring.

Seeing no one else interested in the items it seemed he shrugged. Looking

over the pile then he took up the kama's, thinking they would make for a good

trophy as it were.

a vision bereft: "Well, they are still puppies so they might get along." She

handed one of them over to Kyle with a smile, and then handed the other one

to Girard with a wink. "You'll have to keep them warm and mother them a bit.

I think they are a

a vision bereft: little young to be away from their mother, but apparently

she is gone." She grabbed a weapon or so, and headed back out to the road to

go into town.

Tesarik Five: Hearing the others talking about the found felines he shook

his head just a little. One of them would of been nice, but he had no plans

of fighting the others to get one. In fact, he had his eye on a particular

beast that kept

Tesarik Five: it's hunting ground near his home.

Tesarik One: (If anyone needs or wishes to go, then that's fine, quest is

over. But, those that wish to stay we'll rp going into town and getting the

info. We will have to do the second part of this another night.)

Tesarik One: Log's Still Rolling!

Tesarik Five: (Night all then. I have work in two and a half hours. >.<)

Tesarik One: So, their mission accomplished (sorta), they were left wtih

going into the village to the Alchemist shop. They could show those weapons

in fact to prove they'd ran the bandits off! It was not hard to find the

Tesarik One: small alchemist shop at all in fact, near the village green.

questing requiem: " Good advice.. and I think Eva may well enjoy the

companionship herself. " Well why not.. this would be a grand gift in his

mind! With a good deal of care involved at that. Once he had one of the

feline's, he'd be keeping the

Tesarik One: (Night!)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five has left the room.

questing requiem: little beast warm on the way into town and to the

Alchemist Shop! -d

a merciful edge: He took the kitten carefully to keep it all nice and close

so it could stay warm and cozy.

Tesarik One: Once inside the shop, the small white haired man looked over

the weapons they'd brought as proof of runnin off the bandits, and tapped his

hand atop the counter. He finally shrugged. "Deal's a deal." He pulled out a

parchment and

Tesarik One: began to draw a map of the village, and all the outlying homes,

and marked one in particular a few miles out of town. "Yep. This is the

wizard's house, pretty sure there's a family living there now though. But, if

ya go to the great

Tesarik One: room and stand in front of the hearth and say the command word,

a portal'll open into the retreat. Ya ready for the word? Best write it

down." He slid the paper over to Girard and the ink pen. "Here we go. I'll

say it slow." He

Tesarik One: paused, then began to speak some nonsense word it sounded like,

"Jabreth...olkanon....sveter. Got it? Jabretholkanonsveter."

questing requiem: Girard had somehow wound up the leader-ish person of the

group in the eye of this alchemist, or shop owner.. or both. After a blink at

having pen and paper shoved and slid into his hand and over respectively he

set about writing

questing requiem: that magic word down. " Ja-breath..Ja-breth...ol-kan-on

sweat...sveter. " He was trying to get pronunciations right! At the very

least it go wrote down after dipping pen in ink. " Is that all thats really

needed? " -d

tempestuous fist: ::Hearing the words, Kevin stared at the man for a moment

as he tilted his head to the side as he just blinked. :: Thats a new one. -d-

Tesarik One: "That is all, as for what's in there? There's rumors of course,

but no one knows. You might find an empty room." He shrugged, then began

putting a few things into a small sack. "Here ya go, a few things that might

come in handy."

Tesarik One: Some tindertwigs, and sunrods and a potion for each person!

Tesarik One: Of course, it had taken quite a bit of time for everything to

go down and it was close to evening. They'd have to come back and explore the

house. The portal awaited them outside town!

Tesarik One: ---end log---

a merciful edge: He committed that word to memory while keeping his kitten

all nice and close, also thinking on what to name it! "Thank you." Said to

the man for the information and the supplies! Both were quite nice.

Tesarik One: "Thank you. Those bandits are a pain in my wrinkled ass, trying

to get supplies."

a vision bereft: Elle let the others do the talking while she looked around

the shop, she did like alchemy shops, they had such interesting things. Once

the info had been given though, she bowed her head respectfully towards the

alchemist and headed

a vision bereft: outside to wait for the others so they could make their way

back to the portal point.

a vision bereft: "Such a cute kitty." She said, sidling up to Kyle.

questing requiem: " You are welcomed, " Girard at least tipped his ...er..

head to the old alchemist. Really he needed to get a hat some day. But for

now it was back to warming the Bobtail, whatever else needed to be done, and

the trip through the

questing requiem: portal.. and trying not to wake a blind girl when armed

with a mewling feline. -d

Tesarik One: --NOW end log lol--