Forest of Doom - IC Thread

[Patryn of Elvenshae]

Jonath Cailan:

OOC: Sorry, I was not available on Friday due to work-related reasons. Posting a bit of catch-up.

And it catches between two of her outstreched gnarled fingers, and slices up her arm, nearly severing it at the elbow. the witch collapses back as the blood spills in a fearsome splat.

Jonath pulls an arrow from the quiver at the small of his back, fits it to his bow string, and sights, trying for a shot that would not endanger Paaq - only to see the witch collapse in blood from Paaq's swings. Un-nocking the arrow, Jonath spins it across his knuckles before replacing it in his quiver. "Won't be needin' that, it seems."

Looking down on the witch's body, Paaq mutters under his breath. "Damn." He shakes his head. "Damn. I didn't mean to kill her." Absent-mindedly, he looks at his sword, and the slow drip of blood falling, pooling on the ground. "Damn."

"My good baker, it is sometimes necessary in the course of duty to the Greater Good to dispatch those beings that would see you and your friends come to harm. Hags such as these are a blight, and it was not only your duty, but your privilege and to your honour that you triumphed in combat against her."

Jonath walks up to Paaq, just behind Eric. Once the knight has walked off into the hut, Jonath gently lays a hand on Paaq's shoulder, and speaks quietly. "Eric's right, Paaq, but ..." Jonath looks around, quickly. "... But it doesn't make it easy. I've known some who foun' the killin' was the easy part. Can't say I liked them much."

Jonath gives Paaq a companionable shake. "I'll help you set her to rights, if you want. Should be enough firewood here to get a decent pyre going, and the clearing seems big enough that it wouldn't spread too much."

OOC: Jonath's never really spent much time in the forest; the last bit's a total guess on his part.

While waiting for Paaq's decision, and to give the baker a few more moments to think, Jonath walks into the hut, and looks around. [Given enough time, Jonath will Take 20 on his Search check in the hut; Search: 20 + 6 = 26.]

 

[Cor Azer]

"Don't worry friends. I'm fine." Paaq sighs in grim resignation. "I don't like the idea of killing, but I understand it needs to be done sometimes. My mentor used to say that a sword should be a last resort, but when needed it should be swift and sure. End conflict as quickly as possible."

Paaq curses again.

"Damn witch was the first that couldn't be solved with words. I don't expect she'll be the last."

"Anything in the hut that helps our quest?"

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

Kip emerges a few feet away from cover and walks into the clearing, staring at the fallen old hag. He emits a sigh and joins in the searching of the crones home. Looking not just for things of interest to him, but also for anything that might point a clue toward the goblins.

 

[S'mon]

Eric double checked Lirael's wound before climging to his feet and trying to gain control fo the situation. "Let us search her hut for information, and keep an eye out for a piece of that hammer. Kip, Jonath, keep your eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. We wouldn't want to be assailed by surprise."

If my Sense Motive check succeeds in discerning the nature of Paaq's distress: "My good baker, it is sometimes necessary in the course of duty to the Greater Good to dispatch those beings that would see you and your friends come to harm. Hags such as these are a blight, and it was not only your duty, but your privilege and to your honour that you triumphed in combat against her."

Whether it succeeds or fails, Eric will cautiously enter the home and attempt to locate the book the witch was reading. If it remains open, he'll take a glance to to determine it's contents and then search the room in earnest.

((I'll take a 20(+2) on my Search check if nothing rushes me during it))

You can take it you can always tell that kind of thing, unless the other player says their PC is concealing their feelings (making a passive or active Bluff check).

 

[S'mon]

Kip emerges a few feet away from cover and walks into the clearing, staring at the fallen old hag. He emits a sigh and joins in the searching of the crones home. Looking not just for things of interest to him, but also for anything that might point a clue toward the goblins.

GM: While Jonath and Eric are looking through the book the witch was reading - it appears to be a recipe book, with a heavy emphasis on newt cuisine - Kip rifles through the musty books on the shelf. One is odd - it's hollow! Opening the book, Kip finds that the inside of this book has indeed been hollowed out.

Lying in the cavity, wrapped in paper, is a small amber jewel on a silver chain.

The paper reads:

Eye of Amber, Directions for use:
Place the necklace around your neck and question those you fear,
No matter what they try to say it's only the truth you'll hear.

 

[S'mon]

GM: While Jonath and Eric are looking through the book the witch was reading - it appears to be a recipe book, with a heavy emphasis on newt cuisine...

A scroll falls out of the back of the book. It appears to be a spell scroll, with the words "Mage Armour" and "Detect Secret Doors" written in common above indecipherable mystic sigils.

 

[mariahayes]

Kindly brief me about this game. I want to get informed about because I found it too much embarrassing.



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[Sekhmet]

"Useless." Eric sets the book back down and sighs. "Has anyone found anything of note? We shouldn't remain long with a corpse in the front yard, we may be set upon by opportunists."

Convinced he's going to get in the way if he remains in the hut, Eric heads to the front of the yard to give the corpse of the Witch a good once over to look for any clue regarding our search, and to prepare her soul to be judged.

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

Kip keeps the chain balled up in his hand, holding the stone. He takes the note, taking the quick glance to read it. He slips the necklace into a pocket, ramming the note into another pocket as he returns the book to the shelf and walks over to the old cook pot. There he crinkles his nose.

Think she used too much wart of toad. Should we head back down the road then, and get back on the trail of those tracks?

[sblock=OOC]Oh, man. That roll sucks. Hope no one else is looking. LOL! Could make for an interesting RP moment.[/sblock]

 

[AlphaSheWolf]

OOC: Sorry for my absence. Between PC problems and hubby's medical appts, I have been away from the comp. But I'm back and ready to carry my weight.