As an aside, I'm enjoying this so far, good times. It too often happens that the new group member comes in and *bam* ok, take your place in the marching order, you look like a trustworthy fellow
Valahad nods and turns toward Lanharath, speaking into the kalashtar's mind, so that he can translate his words to the newcomer. "I shall respect your wishes, though I would hope that you would respect my vow as well."
As the group sets out, Valahad takes his place near the middle of the party. Seeing the gnome troubled, he trots up beside him. Reaching out with his mind he speaks to the gnome. "Do not worry. I will protect you. I did so from the cultists did I not? As long as we are not distracted from our mission," the kalashtar cricks his neck back at the drow, "we will fine. For now, I must calm Lanharath."
Moving up beside the other kalashtar, Valahad keeps his gaze ahead, but speaks in Lanharath's mind. "What bothers you brother? Speak your mind."
"I am. I've been healing soldiers on the field of battle during the Last War, then I have taken care of the sick and wounded after the war. But I got tired of earning profit for the House among the wealthy who could pay for the House service, so I instead decide to go where my skills would profit more to peoples." replies the shifter.
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"Yeah, the war sucked. And so does all of those who made profit by it. I'll tell you what. You keep me healthy and I'll try to blast anyone who tries to kill you. From my perspective, a healer is an invaluable member of a team and unlike the war where foes tried to not anger House Jorasco and did not often attack them, the Followers of Khyber won't be so accommodating."
In response to Valahad's transmitted message, Sheeva says to Valahad:
"I respect that it is your preference. But, I kind of wonder what the point is. I mean, not talking, but still communicating is like refusing to use a mace, but still using a sword. Taking a Vow of Not Peeing. Now, that would be an accomplishment." she laughs.
"You should pick a vow that has real teeth to it. Like avenging Cyre or wiping out Mindflayers or something. Course, the tall silent type is appealing I suppose. I bet you get lots of dates." she says, her eyes flashing.
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"Thank you. I know the follower of Khyber will have no respect for the Griffon of Jorasco." he tells, pointing his battle standard. "Also, as you can see, I wear no weapons. That doesn't mean I can't hurt people at all, but I'm not very willing to use it. But I can tell you will rarely see someone falling in combat around me. If that happen, it generally mean we should have fled long time ago."
River aslo comment on Valahad vow. "They cannot communicate to everyone, they must send their thoughts at one person at a time. So it limit him in many aspect. As a warrior of the Light, he will have hard time to become a leader and general as he could not give speech or orders to a group. It force him to work on one thing at a time, but when you become so focus on one thing, you can accomplish it to end, to the perfection and not leave unfinished business. It's a choice." replies River.
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Pok catches on quickly to Valahad's meaning, and is grateful, as more than one member of the group has sense enough to be wary of spies. *I'm ok, I'm ok, in... out... * the gnome's death-grip on his saddle eases slightly. His knuckles going from ghost white, to cloud white. *Just keep your eyes on Sheeva, so Lan can focus on the road ahead.* Pok keeps his head buried in the horse, though he seems to be calming a bit.
"It's the drow... we don't trust those Xen'drik lowlifes. For one who comes from a culture who sneaks about, she's boisterous and dangerously loud. She ignores or is plain ignorant of the tactical advantage that telepathy can afford us, and we fear that she will bring about an ambush before we can spot it. She's also very distracting..."
Valahad gets cut off from the mental vision/sound but Lanharath is unable to cut it off before he sees the drow's fine curves, flowing white hair, and sparkling grey eyes. Throught the "eyes" of Lanharath, Valahad can sense a conflicting combination of anger and infatuation.
The party continues their discussion as you head towards the town of Ringbriar, along the river, the air is warm in the late summer, a breeze blows in off the Barren Sea keeping the heat from bothering you. Lanharath is in front, keeping an eye out for hidden dangers and surprises. There is no distinct path connecting the two towns and the ground doesn't yield anything useful at first glance.
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*Feel Free to continue to RP as well, even during your posts.
Skill Challenge: Locate the Black March
12 successes before 6 failures
Each day of the journey will require a nature and endurance check, everyone must make the endurance check and if 3 members make it, a success is counted for the day. Nature will be required to follow the directions to the next town. It'll only take 1 day (barring anything extraordinary) to reach Ringbriar by horse. Once the town is reached, another few options will open up. So today everyone needs to make endurance checks, and one of you can make a nature check (although anyone can aid)
Lanharath turns his attention back to the road, trying to find a path to the next town. The salty breeze coming from the Barren Sea keeps Lanharath cool, and seems to make him forget the previous tensions in the party, allowing him to concentrate on his task at hand.
River stop once in a while at farms, woodman camp or any other inhabitation to make sure they are still on the good road. The trip seems tiresome to the Shifter.
"It's been a time I didn't ride that much. It's seems I have been working too much in the cities since the Last War." tells River.
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I suppose there is still a few sign of civilization between of the two villages, so a simple Diplomacy check to ask our road.
The Endurance check sucked... so you'll probably lose a healing surge... but the Diplomacy check wasn't bad at all! I would think that your actions would have been streetwise territory rather than diplomacy, however...
"It's been a time I didn't ride that much. It's seems I have been working too much in the cities since the Last War." tells River.
"I know what you mean. I'm a city girl at heart. Everything out here looks the same. And, I think I'm going to have blisters on my blisters. I won't say where." Sheeva chuckles.
Pok feels his head bouncing off the horses neck, and knows he's going to be sore later... Glancing around he is too delirious to even identify where he is, all he can consider is hiding. He should be hiding...
Valahad, slightly behind Lanharath was tired from their pace. His heavy armor fatigued him, but his will was strong. He recognized many signs on their travel: The funny looking grass that the horses weren't supposed to eat. The strange-smelling water that they were not supposed to put in their waterskins. He kept them on course and free from the dangers of the wild.
I was re-reading all of our posts and I got to our last battle and maaaan... that mage-death that Pok dished out STILL gives me the creeps! Way to describe a death, R1!! *shiver, shiver*
Lanharath turns his attention back to the road, trying to find a path to the next town. The salty breeze coming from the Barren Sea keeps Lanharath cool, and seems to make him forget the previous tensions in the party, allowing him to concentrate on his task at hand. The avenger manages to avoid the worst of strain on his body with the rough ride, and his keen eyes pick up some telltales signs of footprints leading from a small farm just on the edge of the horizon.
River stop in at the farms to make sure they are still on the good road, despite the man's initial misgivings about the appearance of the shifter, River manages to convince him to put down the sickle and talk. He confirms that they appear to be on the right track and sends him on his way with a fresh loaf of bread that his wife made and some milk. The trip seems tiresome to the Shifter.
"It's been a time I didn't ride that much. It's seems I have been working too much in the cities since the Last War." tells River.
"I know what you mean. I'm a city girl at heart. Everything out here looks the same. And, I think I'm going to have blisters on my blisters. I won't say where." Sheeva chuckles.
Pok feels his head bouncing off the horses neck, and knows he's going to be sore later... Glancing around he is too delirious to even identify where he is, all he can consider is hiding. He should be hiding...
Valahad, slightly behind Lanharath was tired from their pace. His heavy armor fatigued him, but his will was strong. He recognized many signs on their travel: The funny looking grass that the horses weren't supposed to eat. The strange-smelling water that they were not supposed to put in their waterskins. He kept them on course and free from the dangers of the wild.
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Originally Posted by Kalidrev
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I was re-reading all of our posts and I got to our last battle and maaaan... that mage-death that Pok dished out STILL gives me the creeps! Way to describe a death, R1!! *shiver, shiver*
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Yeah, Pok's a bad@$$, remind me never to mess with him. I had just watched Kill Bill the night before so it was fresh in my mind...
The group manages to find their way to the town of Ringbriar, although the sun is beginning to set. The intermittent trails you follow eventually join a faint track. Ahead, scrubland gives way to fields dotted with farmhouses. However, even before you reach the village, you feel the eyes on you. Through shuttered windows, the villagers watch your approach with dark suspicion.
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Skill Challenge: Locate the Black March
12 successes before 6 failures: 3 successes, 1 failure
Current Options:
Perception (can be used once), Streetwise, Diplomacy (Can be used once, a success on diplomacy yields a +2 on next perception/streetwise for group). Also, you can make a Heal check on those who failed their endurance checks as part of the challenge. A success will remove their penalty for the next day, but generates no successes.
Day 1 Results:
Lan - Endurance pass; Perception pass
River - Endurance Fail; Diplomacy pass
Sheeva - Endurance Fail; Aid Another Fail
Pok - Endurance Fail; Aid Another Fail
Valahad - Endurance Fail; Nature Success
Result of the failures for Endurance is that the next ones will have a higher DC for those that failed.
Yup, Renau1g that was beautifully written! I can't give you XP until I "spread some more around" but it's one of my favorite scene's since I've been playing.
If we had a Peanut Gallery for LEB, I'd place it there.
Munching on some of the fine bread that the farmers wife was kind enough to give the party, Lanharath closes his eyes and feels refreshed by the breeze, and this puts him in a jovial mood. He even looks back at the group and smiles.
"This has been a good trip, so far. Thank you for keeping us on the straight and narrow, Valahad. There are many natural dangers that one may see, but not know are dangerous if one is not knowledgeable enough." Lanharath chuckles out loud.
"We may be able to notice just about everything we look upon, but that doesn't mean we understand it!"
As Lanharath enters the town, he thinks about how effective his telepathic abilities were in finding the ship they sailed on. Thinking to use the same tactic, Lanharath greets the eyes watching him.
"Greetings and good day, people of Ringbriar! Do any of you know which path would be best to take if we were headed to the Black Marsh?"
"Listening" in for clues as to the proper path, Lanharath tries to absorb all of the random mental images at once and tries to piece that with what he sees in the surrounding landscape.
During a moment of rest, the shifter takes a concoction of his own kind. It smells like a corpse left in a swamp during fifteen days, but it gives a boost of energy, at the condition your stomach can endure it, which River have gotten use during the Last War. Watching over heavily wounded soldiers allow no rest.
He then look at Valahad. "You should leave that shield on your horse. I know in case of an ambush, it will take more time to grab it, but carrying it on your back to be ready to take is tiresome, even if you don't walk. Here, drink that, it will help you." and offer him the same mixture he did for himself.
"Greetings and good day, people of Ringbriar! Do any of you know which path would be best to take if we were headed to the Black Marsh?"
"Way to be subtle Lan. You need to ingratiate yourself with the locals before just blurting out what you want. You handle the watching, I'll handle the talking. While you're at it, see if you can spot a tavern, inn, or store. We'll get much better responses there than yelling at people through their windows." Sheeva whispers.
In a louder voice (Sheeva yells at people through their windows):
"Excuse me gentle folk. Do you happen to have a tavern where we might water our horses and remove the dryness from our throats?"
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