renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

[Rhun]

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Hey Renau1g, did we ever get XPs for the first hobgoblin ambush before we got to town, or for the Hydra in the woods? I can't seem to find them anywhere, so I wanted to ask.

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[Rhun]

Zazz nods a greeting to the knight. "Seasoned we are," responds Zazz, glancing about at the enemy corpses. "Tell me, did you come alone, or is this erstwhile ally of yours about, somewhere?" Zazz smiles. "And if he is about, it would have been nice of him to lend a hand."

 

[s@squ@tch]

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Does Virashil know what the Order of the Triad is?"
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[EvolutionKB]

"Yes," the shifter says, wiping the blood from his ears and nose. The shifter pulls out his wand, and sets to healing all that are wounded.

OOC: I'll let renau roll everything. It will probably be quicker.

 

[Rhun]

OOC: The lesser vigor brings Zazz to 40/46. No need to spend a charge from the wand on him. He will be fully healed by a night's rest; he also still has 2 daily charges in his healing belt.

 

[stonegod]

[sblock=DM]Sohen listens carefully at the door, but does not open it. Instead, he makes his way out of the keep, jogs down the path, and brings up the cart. Invisible all the while until he comes up the hill.[/sblock]From down the hill, the wheels of the cart can be heard. The man driving the horses is a somewhat plump, nondescript sort, whistling a simple tune. He pauses a moment to awkwardly load the malfunctioning construct into the back of the cart before finishing his ride. Making a deprecating grin, he tips the edge of his hat at the gathered.

Top of the morn, guvs. Sir Cyr, appears Scavenger be a'broked again. Best we haf someone in Brindol look a after 'im. He clambers from the cart and dusts himself off. Ah, must be appologizen. Be callin myself Sascha, guvs. You a'look'n into this hob mess a too?

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil hp: 24/28 AC: 17/17/14

"Zazz, my dear, be a bit more careful with your flame next time," she says, flicking some burnt remnants off of her tunic.

Virashil looks over the two newcomers. She wasn't one to trust others quickly, but at least the self-proclaimed 'knight' helped them with the manticore and minotaur.


Turning to the knight,"Pardon me, but I do not know of this 'triad' - who would be the components of it?"

Towards the man on the cart,"What do you know of this hobgoblin mess?"



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Virashil has no ranks in Know(Religion), so she has no idea who the triad is.

She'll also naturally heal the rest of her wounds by morning.
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[stonegod]

Towards the man on the cart,"What do you know of this hobgoblin mess?"

Sascha knuckles his back, stretching. These hobs be a right trouble. Capt'n Soranna and Speaker Winston did ask us t'look inna these troubles, m'lord, m'lady. The man looks at the corpse of the minotaur. See ya be a'deal'n w'Karilan the Horned. Any a'sign of Wyrmlord Koth t'sorcerer p'haps?

Turing to the keep, the man whistles a moment. Vraath Keep inna its ruined a'glory. I do a'wonder if Lord Amery's ghost still be a'haunt'n its ruins. Hmm.

 

[Rhun]

Zazz gives Vira a wink and a smile. "Sorry my dear. The blast was a bit larger than I intended." He watches her flick off some of the burnt remnants of her garments "It was all just a ploy to get you naked."

At the newcomers words, the elf kicks the body of the dead minotaur. "This beast certainly fell harder than most of his kind. And I'm guessin' the Wyrmlord Koth is the hairy goblin that flew away at the sight of an elf with a sword." Zazz twirls his shortblade in hand. "I wish I had gotten to him. That bastard was in desperate need of a disembowlment."

The elf turns his attention back to Sascha. "My name is Avaxasir. But my friends call me Zazz."

 

[stonegod]

The elf turns his attention back to Sascha. "My name is Avaxasir. But my friends call me Zazz."

Sascha inclines his head. Pleasure to meet you, guv'nor. Please, indeed. He turns to the others with his inigrating smile. And what should I be call'n you lady eff and lord shifta'?