Academy of Drell, Part 5

Zhure

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New thread, as our heroes climb out of the northern shaft near the grotto...


Experience Point Track
750
300
800
300
2000 bruit squad
300 orcish sniper
500 zombie fracas
300 alchemy shop
1400 orcs by the bonfire
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= 6650.
 
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You miscalculated (I think), first because (again, I think) you've got the 500 for the zombies coming twice (first in the calculation, then in the text after that) and the total without zombies comes out 4450 for me.
Well, I level up anyway.


As soon as everybody's safely out of the shaft, Sildarin slinks away to sleep in some corner.
 


The climb is easy if a bit awkward, because everyone save Sildarin has to stick to the ceiling. Despite the unusual angle the climb is made without any catastrophes.

When the troupe arrives at the top, Sh'ar offers to stand watch while the group rests. The two children - Lehsa and T'or -- are already asleep with Palasant watching over them.

Assuming the group accepts Sh'ar's offer to stand watch...

Hours pass in the unchanging grotto and Sh'ar finally awakens everyone. Lehsa is awake as is Palasant, but T'or is still sleeping.

"He exhausted his energies yesterday healing everyong," Palasant explains. "He really needs some food. If none of you have any, I'll have to go hunting out among the orcs...."

Everyone regains hit points equal to their master class level after a full night's rest. Anyone who needs to level up and is at full hit points may do so.
 
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"Lyrique, thousand year old stout dwarven defender Sh'ar..."
"Sh'ar, Lyrique."

"Good. Now that that's over with, anyone got anything to eat?"

If not, Rallyn will make do with hard rations and then catch whatever sleep he can grab.
 
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"The best I can do is some trail rations. Mom made them so you know their cafateria food." [OOC: Lyrique's mom works as a cook at the academy's cafeteria]
Lyr turns to the Dwarf "Greatings Sh'ar. I am Lyrique Kymtriss son of Evarin and Rysial Kymtriss"*

*Said in perfect Dwarven
 

Rallyn waves them off pulling out the same, "Ah well..."

After chewing into one he mutters, "Always wondered why they called these "iron" rations. Palasant? Still need a weapon? I figure this--what is this?--would be good for stabbing an orc or two."

After a washing it down with a little water from his skin, Rallyn will roll over and do his best to sleep.

If we get in 8 hours, then Rallyn will have regained the 1 hp he is short and have gained a level. :)
 
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:p I'm fifth level! I'm fifth level! :p

Sildarin wakes up, streches a bit and then digs a ration from his backpack. He starts slowly chewing on it, listening to the conversation of people around himself.
 

So am I! So am I!

Charlotte wakens slowly. As she does, she looks around. "Mmm... food..."

"Of course..." She says, gradually waking up, "I didn't bring anything other than my rapier with me..."

"I don't want to impinge on anyone else..." She says, and rises. "And Palasant has a good idea. Some of us should go to the academy and gather what we can. I know that my armor and shield are there, and those will come in handy if we have any future encounters. We could also get some spare food, and other necessities..."

"I'm going to go. Someone has to - not just to get our other things, but also to see what has transpired there." Charlotte will remain where she is, waiting for a response from her companions...
 

Rallyn rolls over and mumbles for a moment, then stretches and tries to work a kink out. "Count me," A gigantic yawn interupts him, "in-excuse me-definately needs to be done. But let's avoid the Orcish snipers this time. I'm allergic to arrows."

Rallyn begins packing his things up, sometimes using telekinesis, just flexing his muscles and warming himself up. "That's funny, that never worked that well before..." He shrugs and attributes it to just normal growth of his abilities.
 

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