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Saktouk Bekloric, half-orc monk

OOC: Maybe a few Aid Another's on diplomacy will help ensure the win. :)

Saktouk tries his best to sound supportive of Ariel, to encourage cooperation, but given his upbringing by separatists, it's exceedingly difficult for him to find a way to properly express the strengths of unification.

OOC: I double-checked and couldn't find any downside to rolling an aid check. So far as I can tell, the worst you can do on an Aid is fail to bolster the primary check. Unsurprisingly, that's exactly what Saktouk managed: Aid Another (Diplomacy) (1d20-1=1)
 

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Megan supports Ariel to the best of her ability, but she is intrigued about this larger agreement.

"Windflower, can you elaborate on the larger agreement cover the pack?"
 

Veniarus too would like to see a compromise as such he lends his support in the best way he can to Ariel's efforts. Unfortunately the differences in Veniarus's views and those of Ariel are too great a gap for him to be of much use in her efforts. Kalius on the other hand is able to lend a small amount of support to Ariel, though it is only a minor support.
 

OOC: Hope no one minds if I go ahead and post a second time. I can always not post tomorrow if time allows to make it even. But I want to get as much support in here as possible.


Audra has sat quietly, listening to all that has transpired and keeping distraction from interfering with the efforts of her traveling companions. With those duties now pretty much fulfilled, she kneels down nearby and adds her two coppers.

It is certainly the best solution. My companions themselves, as different as we may be, have learned that working together can not only ensure that you can achieve your goal, but that it is achieved in such a way that everyone is able to be satisfied their desires and concerns are addressed.

She looks at her companions and then back at the two parties.

Truly it is the best way for all concerned.
 

After her diatribe is over, the late hour and the combined effort of the party leads Windflower to accept work on the inn, but insisting that anything else would require "significant conversations with her kin." With that, she and her wolf disappear into the night. Lord Marvox holds his tongue long enough for her to leave, at which point he can't help but vent a little, commenting that he suggested that very thing hours ago before you arrived on the scene and it was flatly refused. With that off of his chest he heads off to bed after getting his men to help with watch. The workers have long since been asleep or passed out. The night is uneventful accept for the occasional strange musical like sound being carried on the growing wind.

In the morning you awake to a darkening sky and the sound of digging as Lord Marvox has already got his men up and working on getting a basement started before the rain breaks out. He gives you a note to give to his steward to get some recompense for your efforts with his extremely frustrating neighbors. With that you continue on your journey, stopping long enough to pick up a modest reward from the steward and some grateful villagers, dealing with rain and clouds the rest of the trip. At one of the villages, your share of the ankheg proceeds catches up with you, giving each of you an additional 100 gp.

OOC: If you want to rp over the weekend, feel free; it's uneventful accept for the off and on rain. I will post your destination some time late Monday.


[sblock=Rewards]Experience
CR 5 Neighborly Love 2000 xp total/400 xp each

Treasure
5 flasks of acid, 5 alchemists fire, 3 vials of liquid ice, 1 bag of flash powder, various statues and figurines of the local wildlife by local artists (time gp); 500 gp total (100 gp each) from ankheg part sales[/sblock]
 
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Saktouk Bekloric, half-orc monk

Saktouk seems to actually enjoy the rain. If asked, he just shrugs and says, "If it never rained, we'd nae have any water," and leans his head up to catch some drips of water on his tongue. Of course, he seems no less pleased when the sun returns. For the moment, at least, he seems just happy to be walking about in the out of doors.
 

Ariel Esimae, Female Aasimar Cleric

Before turning in for the night, the cleric heals the last of wounds and injuries of her companions. In the morning, she prays for guidance and prepares her normal spells.

Ariel rides Ajax in dreary weather, cloak wrapped around her to try and keep as dry as possible. Her longspear is gripped in hand.

With not much else to talk about as they ride along, she comments, "Well, we never did learn more about the pact with the Feywood and these dark ones."

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +2
AC: 22 (20 without shield, 18 flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 23 Current: 23
CMB: +3 CMD: 15 Fort: +5 Reflex: +4 Will: +7 (+8 vs. Fear)
+1 for all with Resistance
Resistance: 5 Cold, 5 Acid, 5 Electricity
Conditions if Effect: Point Blank Shot

Current Weapon in Hand: Longspear
Javelins: 5/5 Remaining

Fire Bolt: 6/6 Remaining Channel Energy: 5/5 remaining
Deflection Aura: 1/1 remaining
Spells Remaining: Orisons: (Light, Resistance, Guidance, Detect Magic)
1st Level 4/4 (Shield of Faith, Doom, Bless, Burning Hands)
2nd Level 3/3 (Hold Person, Lessor Restoration, Barkskin) [/sblock]___________________________________________

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Ariel Esimae
 

OOC: Have to leave plot hooks hanging loose for others to work with. The Silver Road may be my creation, but that doesn't mean that I'm the only one who can write adventures related to it.
 

Audra rides near the back of the column, paying little mind to the rain, though she sort of looks miserable in her stitched together clothing. The gelding beneath her holds his pace easy enough, leaving her with time to wipe her hair back from her eyes now and again. As the rain clears she dreads drying off, though the clothing she wears is pressed to her body like it was wrapped bandages. She imagines sitting next to a cozy fire with something hot in a cup in her hand and cracks a little smile. She picks up on Ariel's comment.

There is likely far more to it than even that Druid knows. I get the feeling the only ones who know the true extent of the thing are the Fey Court itself.

She pauses to turn her head and cover a sneeze. Achoo!

I'm looking forward to reaching the Estate, it sounds as if there is much there of interest. Not to mention the skeletal guardian.

She pulls her cloak in around her.

At least it's just rain and not snowing or worse. I call dibs on a seat next to the next campfire.

She reaches her right hand up and fiddles with the simple silver chain around her neck, now visible due to the plastered clothing and rides along in silence.
 

OOC: I am going to take a little liberty here with regards to Veniarus and Kalius, I see no reason why Veniarus can't use Kalius for the purpose of a riding mount during long journies so long as he doesn't use him as a combat mount as he doesn't have the feats for mounted combat atm or a decent ride check...


As the morning dawns, Veniarus packs up his and Kalius' supplies which Kalius had been kind enough to leave in the Material plane when he departed to his home plane for the evening. He then proceedes to summon Kalius. Once the creature is summoned from the Æther Veniarus prepares Kalius for a long day's journey intoning silently to Kalius' vocal protests that despite the fact that he is not a labor animal it would not do for them to be left behind by the others during their journeys, a conversation that the two of them have had almost every morning since they left Tritower, it seemed Kalius just did not take the hint. In the end Kalius nodded and permitted Veniarus to mount up, and thus the two were ready to join the others.

"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays Adventurer's from the swift completion of their appointed tasks." Veniarus muses to himself in an almost musical voice.
 
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