OOC: So, which of you chucks the map into the creek, which of you gets kidnapped by the Blair Witch, and which of you apologizes to everyone with snot dripping out of your nose? Great RP folks!
Line order seems to be:
Roderic
Grok
Tuk
John
Rosalia
Scrag
Jakobee will be in the back, eyeing John's staff every once in a while.
OOC: Rosalia only purpose in life, namely scout ahead sneakily has been defeated by a 7-foot-tall-self-appointed-bodyguard-troll teenager! (joke)
For the moment, Rosalia will keep her distances from Tuk and stay towards the back of the group, her shortbow in one hand. She says though: "I'd be quite happy to scout ahead, but I'm afraid, the gentleman overthere (she points to Tuk) believes he can do better.."
Later as the group walks at last, she veers off on the left a bit to get some space from the group and gets closer to Scrag to whisper a few words to his rather huge and hairy troll ears..
for Scrag's orange eyes only!
"Err, so, Scrag.. you are intend.. sorry.. you want protect me? why? because black arrow? you now black arrow group??"
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Jallembo, Human Rogue 3 Johen, Human Tureni Druid 3 Rosalia, Human Chainmail Bikini-clad Rogue 1, Ytterman's Saga of Dragon Cult IC, OOC
Satisfied that the chain-wielding warrior seems to be calming down, he nods to the others, then once more leads the way towards the cave. "By Heironeous and Pelor", he mutters, "I will need more patience than courage on this quest. It must definitely be a Test..."
Scrag peers into the empty tube for a moment, puzzled by its lack of action. Then suddenly remembering how to make it work, he starts to shake it, once, twice...then looks up, realizing the others might hear. He hastily puts it away.
Rosalia is a bit puzzled by Scrag's movements, unsure whether the troll is simply dumb or trying to do something. But she manages to put a smile on her beautiful face for him and gets back to the group, thoughts running in her mind.
As they get closer to the woods, she takes an arrow from her quiver and holds with her shortbow.
She attempts to concentrate on her surroundings, listening for suspect noises - she'd swear she'd heard Tuk's chains - and looks left and right for movement.
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Jallembo, Human Rogue 3 Johen, Human Tureni Druid 3 Rosalia, Human Chainmail Bikini-clad Rogue 1, Ytterman's Saga of Dragon Cult IC, OOC
As the group heads towards the epicenter of events, the walk gets harder and harder as the slope gets steeper and steeper. Game trails begin to dogleg back and forth up the incline to make for easier, but slower travel up the hillside. Grok and Roderic feel the oppressive atmosphere more acutely than anyone else, but Jacobee feels a strong sense of something both familiar and alien at the same time emanating from the mountain.
OOC: Ok, I'm using the line order previously posted. Everyone roll a spot or listen check, whichever is higher.
Grok couldn't believe his ears. When Roderic finally stopped the group and addressed the man, he could feel the tension. The half-orc's hand instinctively crept towards and rested on his mace, ensuring that if something were to happen, Tuk would not harm Roderic nor the Troll assistant.
He was a little relieved, but also somewhat disappointed when the tempers began to ease. He didn't want to crack the skull of a potential companion, but there was something about a pending fight that he relished. Yet another thing he was to work on according to his mentors back at the temple.
As they walked up the incline, Grok felt a heavy burden start to ease onto him. It wasn't anything physical, but there was something going on here that was indeed evil and tainting this land.
OOC:
Dang, I miss one day and you guys go all RP happy and I miss out on the fun.
Mri'Thas: "Useless primates... " Sheng Zim: "Your existence brings the world out of balance. The chaos I bring shall revert it; unfortunately, your soul will be destroyed in the process."
-------------------------------------- Tuk Heavy Hands Apeldan: "Trolls are afraid to cats. Good to know" (Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult") Cnosos: "I bet there's plenty of wonderful devices in that ship. Let's scavenge them at once!" (Blackrat's "After Earth") Metliz: Sounds like fun! (Arkandus's "The First") Thok: "Thok eats a lot, Thok big. Thok not good at first impressions." (MnL's "Valley of the Dead")
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Jallembo, Human Rogue 3 Johen, Human Tureni Druid 3 Rosalia, Human Chainmail Bikini-clad Rogue 1, Ytterman's Saga of Dragon Cult IC, OOC
While Jakobee has everyone's attention on the left side of the trail, from the right suddenly comes the sound of multiple crossbows clacking followed by the whistling hiss of airborne bolts coming at the party! (OOC: nobody made the spot/listen check, the attackers rolled reeealy high on hide check. Attackers get partial action, PCs are flatfooted.)
Targeting Tuk: Bolts (1d20+3=9, 1d20+3=23) Threat: Just misses crit. (1d20+3=15) Surprise Round Damage: Tuk(1d8=4)
One bolt Glances off of Tuk's chain harmlessly while another bites deeply into his leg, just missing the knee joint. (4pts)
Targetting Roderic: 1d20+3=6, 1d20+3=19, 1d8=5, 1d8=2
Two more bolts streak towards Roderic. One blunts itself and stops dead against his armor, the other pierces the leather backing of a scale and gouges Roderic's torso. (2pts)
Targetting Grok: 1d20+3=9, 1d20+3=16, 1d8=5, 1d8=4
A bolt sails past Grok's face and another slams into his right arm, piercing the limb deeply. (4pts)
Targetting John: 1d20+3=7, 1d8=8
One bolt sinks itself most of the way through a two inch thick branch directly in line with John's head. John knows that branch saved his life.
Targetting Rosalia: 1d20+3=9, 1d8=5
A bolt flies right through the empty space above Rosalia's hip where someone without an hourglass figure would have some vulnerable flesh.
Targetting Scrag: 1d20+3=18, 1d20+3=21, 1d8=6, 1d8=3
Scrag feels something strange on his body and looks down to find two feathered shafts sticking out of him. Scrag is feeling like he may be on the road to getting truely pissed. (9pts)
Targetting Jakobee: 1d20+3=23, 1d8=3 Threat Confirm: 1d20+3=21
One of the bolts sinks deeply into Jakobee's hip, nearly crippling him: (crit:6pts)
Thrindar misses most of the initial attack due to his short stature and being at the back of the line. Toby hisses at something in the bushes to the right of the trail.
OOC
Dang, invisible castle never gives me good rolls for my own characters.
(joke)
keep up the great RP, guys!!))
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