[Pathfinder] Scotley's Kingmaker IC continued.

Shayuri · Jul 23, 2015

"Well...that was unexpected," Kyria remarks dryly. She stands at the Prince's side warily, not sure what to expect next. "Are we doing this, your Grace?"

SelcSilverhand · Jul 23, 2015

"Doing this? Doing what? What was that? We risk our lives and they just smash the ugly thing." He runs a hand through his hair in exasperation and shakes his head. "We follow them then, but with weapons at ready."

Kaodi · Jul 23, 2015

Pixie lowers her hands to her sides and pulls out her twin axes. "I guess if we get to kill something this won't be a total bust, eh?" she says with a bit of a weak grin. "Get it, a bust?" These kobolds may disgust her so at least they can provide some entertainment.

Scott DeWar · Jul 24, 2015

The druid gives pixie a face palm.

Deuce Traveler · Jul 27, 2015

Rhote grins excitedly as he also follows, "Mikmek laid it on thick about how great we were in the draconic tongue. I think we should be just fine and I'm willing to see what hijinks we have in store for us next." He tucks up his robes and quickly follows the kobolds, staff in hand.

In draconic he politely asks the nearest kobold, "You mind telling me who the usurper is?"

Shayuri · Aug 3, 2015

Kyria shrugs and follows along warily. This was starting to get weird. She didn't trust it.

Scotley · Aug 6, 2015

Deuce Traveler said:
In draconic he politely asks the nearest kobold, "You mind telling me who the usurper is?"

"If you tell what usurper is maybe I tell you who. That is Shaman's chamber we going to, maybe he knows?"

Scotley · Aug 6, 2015

The walls of this cavern are decorated by a rickety wooden frame formed from clean-cut branches lashed together with gut and twine. Banners cut from two-foot-wide strips of old blankets and horse hides hang from floor to ceiling, covering much of the walls. The sloppily painted banners bear dozens of primitive icons and mystic symbols. A large cauldron filled with bubbling red liquid boils in the center of the room. A fearsome oddly colored Kobold stands at the caldron a big black raven on his shoulder glares malevently at you as you enter. The Kobold shouts in Common, "Who are these interlopers that dare disturb the lair of divine Turtuk?" Chief Sootscale shouts back, "Your time is over Tartuk. We don't need you any more. Your false god lays shattered on the floor." Seeing murder in the chief's eye, the Shaman points a wand and shouts 'death' and two missiles of force fly out to strike Chief Sootscale in the chest. He remains on his feet, but it obviously hurt. The other Kobolds hesitate obviously fearful.

OOC: The shaman, Tartuk, has acted the party is up. Actions?

Scott DeWar · Aug 6, 2015

The druid leaps to the chief's side and casts a healing spell

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Deuce Traveler · Aug 6, 2015

Rhote mumbles under his breath, "Nothing for it, I suppose..." and takes a couple of steps forward before releasing a jet of fire at the cultist.

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