Red, Taran, Orim you're up[IC -D&D 4e: Forgotten Realms-] A Paid Trip to Spellhold

[ukingsken]

Orim steps forward immediately, wanting to end this so he can get back to his true mission.

My name is Orm Tyudek, I have in Amn since my most recent reincarnation but I do not believe that makes me a citizen and I was birthed at Torm's feet deep within the Astral sea.

My only allegiance lies with Torm, and with my sacred duty. He tilts his head slightly towards Red. I do not have a profession, I am merely an extension of Torm's wrath, smiting those who prey on the helpless and bathing Faerun in their blood. I know little about spellhold beyond what the average citizen knows, it is a prison for insane practitioners of wizardry, holding some of your countries most dangerous criminals.

My only skills lie in the realm of pain. If an enemy stands in the way of my holy duty, it's blood will pour from it's body like the dead pour onto the fugue plains, a neverending torrent until all life is gone. As for arcane prowess I have no need for magic when I am bolstered by Torm's divine might.

I carry no remarkable items, least none you would find remarkable. And as for payment, my needs are simple. A weapon with which to administer Torm's will. Perhaps you could offer something in that way, as your coins have little meaning to me.

Having spoken more in the last 2 minutes then he has in months, Orim looks drained. Stepping back, he stands protectively behind and to the side of Red, his hand always ready to rip his Full Blade out of its scabbard should a threat appear.

[FreeXenon]

Immarael steels himself before speaking and knowing that he will not really lie to the Wizard as that would be foolish, but to tell the truth from his perspective, hoping that his carefully selected words will be enough to buy him some leniency.

"I am Immarael of the Autumn Court. I was born and was a member of the Autumn Court of Evermeet, and due to that fact I am not a citizen of Amn. I have just arrived today here by caravan from the Dalelands and I carry no items of significance. My allegiance is to myself a lone and to those who are vowed to protect the weak. I am a proficient swordsman with some ability of stealth, and I can find my way around cities well. I, as many of my brethren, have studied the arcane and I know much about it. I enjoy the study of antiquities and was able to tell the boss there about the specific triggers of the bomb. I know nothing of this Spellhold.

For payment I wish membership in the Cowled Wizards."

With that being said he nervously bows and stands back for someone else to speak, fully expecting the Wizard to freak out and incinerate him where he stands, even though he has not lied to the Wizard, but has specifically not mentioned his ability to manifest the latent magic that boils in his blood. =O

[Voda Vosa]

The wizard stop witting, raises an eyebrow to Immarael final statement, and leaves his feather pen a side, but says nothing. He takes his feather again and writes it up.-

OOC: I'll be out of town until Thursday or Friday due to the seasonal sampling campaigns. Hopefully that'll buy some time to the rest to get a post.

[Keia]

Red glanced to the Deva after he made his speech, a hint of worry in her eyes. She had talked with Torm . . . well, not really talked with him, but it was close enough . . . and he had told her that she was a 'test of devotion and loyalty, nothing more.' Maybe Torm told the Deva something different . . . considering she had met him on the street today for the first time, that had to be the answer.

Red didn't want to talk about herself. 'How can I talk about myself when I barely know myself?' the elven woman wondered. 'Honesty would be the best policy, especially if he's really got a spell that tells the truth.'

"Ummm . . . I've been called 'Red' so far, probably because of these curls," Red offered, running her hand through a mass of auburn curls that cascaded past her shoulders. "I can't really tell you if I'm an amnish citizen or not, nor where I was born, as I really don't remember. I do know that I'm an invoker of Torm . . . or at least I think so . . . and that I have no allegiances, at least in the sense that you are asking. I don't remember anything about Spellhold, or much of anything really. I think I can read people pretty good, and I'm just as comfortable in town as in the wilds. I don't think I have anything remarkable," she offered glancing at her gear, "most of it are castoffs and lost and found goodies."

"I really don't know much about the arcane arts . . . nor much of anything about what my desires are beyond normal payment. Then again, I really don't know what 'normal payment' is either so I really can't say if I want something else more. I mean, if normal payment was a vast fortune of riches, then what would be better, or maybe it could be an estate in town, or a really big chocolate cake. I really like cake and chocolate might be my favorite, but I've only had two cakes so that's not really much of a selection. I guess I could have more cakes to de-" Red paused, realizing that her mouth was starting to carry on again. ". . . I really don't know . . . I should probably just be quiet now."

[Voda Vosa]

After the wizard's nod of approval... "Normal payment then" one of the functionaries states plainly.

OOC: Chocolate cakes, lol

[Kamaru]

Soveliss would follow the man into the building. After a bit the crisis outside seemed to be averted as the mage came back in. When called Soveliss would answer the question as they were asked.

"My name is Soveliss and I am not a citizen of Amn. I grew up in a small farming village I can point out it's general location out on a map since it’s not listed probably, not sure where I was actually born... never asked. My allegainces are none but I’ll probably side with the just in a conflict. For professions I've apprenticed under my uncle as a Blacksmith mostly repair work and forging farm equipment and done work as a cook and bartending at my aunt's bar/inn. I've done guard duty here in town to pay my expenses. Apart from what the thugs told us and general knowledge of Spellhold none. It's not remarkable but I'm a student of combat and historical tactics of battle and war so I'm good with a sword and shield, spear, or most martial weapons. Standard setting up of make shift defense for small to medium sized villages to infiltration and scouting before and during conflicts. I'm not skilled with the Arcane Arts really. I’d still like a bit of money for the job to pay my expenses but I’d like to find out any old acquaintances/contacts or information on a man named Perkiss who use to be on the city guard that had his house burned down and his family killed off recently and has turned up missing since then. Also access to the city’s historical records would be nice I think if it can be given. I’ll find Roman Sars and set up a way to ask him things on my own accord."

With that he would step back and wait to see what else they would want.

[Rathan]

Grendel being in toe with Soveliss would answer next....

"I ask not for much I ask mainly to have connections here within the city.. through myself of course my good chap... that way my nomadic tribe has ways of... procuring what is needed for travel and survival.... I would also note that I have sworn to help my friend Soveliss here in his endeavors so where he goes.. I go... and more than likely we motley crew will all be aiding one another as well.. I see no reason not to... if I could make a name for myself I would be the first of my tribe to do so within a city.. that might also be nice.. and of course any monetary goodies would also be acceptable.... I believe that covers my needs.... next?" the shifter speaks so eloquently before silencing and letting the next state their terms...

[Voda Vosa]

When all of you finished exposing, Ferrmach pointed to the two still silent men. "Your turn" he states boldly.
"Y-yes sir!" one of them stood up, apparently nervous. He seemed to be manipulating something. "My name is Jhon Smith..." in that moment, the cowled wizard raised an eyebrow and looked at the guy. He was already holding a vial of black liquid over his head. In less than a second, the man threw the bottle to the ground, and the room filled with smoke! In the moment each of you grabbed your weapons and stood up, you head Ferrmach's scream, and the noise of broken glass.
As the smoke dissipates and your vision clears, you see Ferrmach holding his stomach, from where blood flows abundantly. "They... have the map...I..." and the man topples over his desk, unconscious.
"Silvia! Tend to the wizard's wounds! Slim, take these five to hunt those bastards and retrieve that damn map! You three, stay with us here, the Shadow thieves may attempt a second assault" Galdan shouted. The woman, halfling and elf remained with him and Silvia.
As you peer throw the broken glass you can see the two assassins running away.

Roll initiative!

Map

Sorry for the delay guys

[ukingsken]

Orim unsheathes his sword, preparing himself for the battle, assessing the two assasins to determine what threat they may pose to Red.

What can you do against the fury of Torm's Justice?

Initiative

Initiative (1d20=19)
Also as a side note Voda, I'd be fine with you rolling initiative for everyone. We're going to start doing it that way in the game I DM and I think it could really speed things up.

[Voda Vosa]

OOC: Very well, lets see what everyone else thinks. I often do that, but in this occasion I want everyone to get a post with their initiatives before the battle begins. Just to see if everyone's around.

[Keia]

Red

Red blinked her eyes several times, trying to get the smoke from her eyes. Taking an involuntary step back, it took her a moment to get started on the instructions the mage had given.



OOC: Initiative: 1d20+3=11

[FreeXenon]

Immarael is a bit stunned at the suddenness of all that happens, and it takes a moment for the graveness of the Mage's wounds to settle in.

After his mind assembles the ramifications of what is exactly transpiring, Immarael moves out of the building through the nearest door (3 squares down) and will move 3 more squares towards the rogues.

By the time he is able to act the rogues will have moved and he will use an action point to move closer to them (in non-melee range and running if necessary to get within 8 squares or so) and then will unleash virulent unseelie energies (Dragon Fang Bolt) upon the nearest one to significantly slow him down (roll 11 Chr vs Fort; 11 dmg and 5 ongoing dmg).

[OOC: Init: 9 =( Feel free to roll my initiative too. I edited to include the Warlord's +2 Init)]

[Rathan]

OOC: Initiative 1d20=12 + 2 from Warlord!

Gredel looks about unsure of what to do.... he looks to Soveliss and was ready to follow him after the assassins if that's where his sworn was going to rush off to.... otherwise he would stay and at least heal the Boss here of his nasty gaping abdomen wound....

Gredel made a snap desision once his mind fog had cleared he dashed out the door (using a move action [5 squares and an action point to move 5 more squares to) with a burst of speed like that of his animalistic kin he literally skitters out the door on all fours with tremendous speed moving around the building and just around the trunk of a tree just outside the broken window Grendel draws his massive great club against the furthest assassin from the window (A1) and tried to impede his moment from the scene of the crime though unlike is most well refined attitude as of late Grendel now was nothing more than a bloodthirsty animal out for vengeance!

"Your blood is MINE!" the priest screeched as he swung his club with mighty force...

Actions on my Initiative:

Move action: Move 5 squares out of the door of the building headed for the assassins.
Action Point: Moving 5 more squares to put me just south of A1
Minor Action: Drawing Greatclub
Standard Action: Making an attack on A1 with
Priest’s Shield (Divine, Weapon)
Standard Action Melee weapon
Target: One creature
Attack: Strength vs. AC
Hit: 1[W] + Strength modifier damage, and you and one
adjacent ally gain a +1 power bonus to AC until the end of
your next turn. 1d20+6=22, 2d4+3=11 and I gain +1 AC until the end of my next turn if I hit...

[Tiali]

Slims hands begin to glow, and he throws them up in the air. Near the door, you see another spot begin to glow, and the light quickly forms into the shape of a giant black bear; bigger than Slim himself. It is huge, and translucent, but moves like any real animal.

Slim summoned his spirit so that it may hopefully see which direction the guy was running.

Initiative

Used dice bag on d20srd.org, not sure where else I can roll.

1d20+0
15+0 = 15

roll+1=16 init

[ukingsken]

ooc

try Invisible Castle

[Kamaru]

OOC: Reminds everyone that they’re Init is at +2 due to the Warlord.
Initiative: 1d20+3 → [19,3] = (22)

Soveliss reminds the Wizard not to die since he wants him to get him a pass into the library after the job now for certain now (If he has healing surges: Inspiring Word: +6). Making his way out to chase the two with the map Soveliss enters the fray once more. (Move pattern: SE, S, SW, W, W Unless I can move into the melee range

If I can: I’ll hold Wolf Pack Tactics until someone is close (short by one movement to attack or the closest party member before they’re standard action to attack so they can attack)

If I can’t I’ll run behind a party member that gets close enough to attack and use Commander’s Strike

[ukingsken]

Actions

Move Action - Move South, West, West, stop directly north of A2
Minor Action - Oath of Enmity Against A2
Standard Action - Bond of Retribution 1d20+7=26, 1d8+4=10

First enemy other then A2 to hit me takes 4 radiant damage

Edit: I noticed I used the wrong die for my damage heres the reroll on that 1d12+4=5

As Orim steps forward he raises his fullblade, stepping forward to cleave a wound that leaks radiant energy across one of the Asassins arms.

Torm may be the protector, but protection is often bought with the blood of ones enemies!

[Voda Vosa]

INITIATIVES

22 Sovelis
21 Orim
20 Assassin 1
20 Assassin 2
18 Slim
15 Red
12 Gredel
9 Immarael

Assassins defenses

I thought this would help fluffing up the text of your actions.
AC 18
Defensas
Will 14
Ref 17
Fort 15

Sovelis moves out into the streets, unable to get close enough to the fugitives to use his sword. Instead, he watches as Orim jumps out of the window at incredible speed, and places himself behind one of the nasty fellows, to strike him with his blade. Seeing the opportunity, Soveliss shouts a tactical move to Orim, who obeys, watching the opportunity to bring the wrongdoers down, but the assassin heard the orders, and avoid being hit.
One of them runs towards the road, seemingly eager to escape, but he suddenly turns, and hurls a dagger to Soveliss! The dagger strikes the eldarin in his forearm, barely hurting the stout man, although it was not meant to hurt. And Soveliss understood that when his extremities felt numb and his forearm paralysed by a stinging pain!
The second fellow turns to face the deva, shifts to the left and desperately wields his sword, sending a deep pierce into Orim's chest!

Need actions From Red & Slim

Map

It's the same than the other, only that Orim and Soveliss are in their indicated positions, and Assassin 1 in on the road next to the edge of the map, and Assassin 2 shifted to the square to his left

Rolls

Orim Acrbatics to pass through the window 24 against DC: 18
Soveliss Commander's strike on Orim: 13 for 9 miss
Assassin 1 Dagger attack: 19 for 4 dmg Secondary poison attack: 25
Soveliss suffers 2 ongoing damage and is slowed until save.
Assassin 2 piercing strike (never mind the name in IC, I forgot the name of the power and invented one!) 19 vs ref for 7 dmg

[Keia]

Red stepped out of the meeting room and trying to the stop the assassins in their tracks, but the words jumbled coming out of her mouth. The results were a couple of flashy lights by the assassins . . . nothing more.

ooc

Move to north outside of building, then west toward assassins. Standard: Thunderstrike = 1d20+4=8, 1d20+4=6 two misses,

[Tiali]

Slim tells his companion to chase the villian down, and both Slim and the spirit begin their charge towards the assassin. Once the spirit reaches the assassin, Slim commands it to strike him, while protecting any allies near it.

attacks

At Will: Protecting Strike: 1d8 + wis mod to target creature, all allies adjacent to Spirit get temporary hp (temp hp is my con mod, 3)

Roll Lookup
6 attack 12 damage (miss)