Adventure Path - The Shackled City

[jpwic]

OOC ack, my first double post

 

[shilsen]

Thurgosh goes up to the the three thugs and looks at them. Upon finding the two worst wounded ones he mutters something under his breath and touches each of the thugs. [OOC: spontaneously casts cure light on each of them]. Finishing up with those two he walks up to the final thug and crudely bandages the thugs wound with the thugs cloak [OOC: Heal +4].

"I hope someone has a way to restrain these three. Those two over there," he points to the two he healed, "may be waking up any moment now."

OOC: Philip takes 10 on his Spellcraft skill (10+6 = 16) to identify the spell that Thurgosh cast.

Philip shakes his head at Thurgosh's comment. "Couldn't you just have used a cure minor wounds on them? Now we have to restrain them again!" Drawing his dagger, he steps forward and bashes each of the healed pair over the head (OOC: going for nonlethal damage here). That should take care of them for a little longer, he thinks.

Grinning up at the others, he says, "There - they're restrained for a bit."

 

[Ry]

Kalte unlaces the rainslicked leather cords that bind the scale mail onto his arm <thwippppp... thwipppp....>. With the cords undone, he peels back the armor to check his wound; almost entirely superficial. Kalte then looks meaningfully at Laro, as if to say You'd better have a damn good reason for this.

 

[Sebastian O]

As he reaches them, he makes a mock bow to any and everybody. "Philip Yendis at your service. Not that it looks like you gentlemen needed much help." Focusing on the ex-victim, he asks, "So, Ruphus, what did you do to piss these thugs off?"

Ruphus looks bewildered. "I really don't know. I was on my back to the Temple, and these three jumped me. I thought at first I was being mugged, but apparently, they were just trying to intimidate me."

Looking around as the others introduce themselves she leans on her staff nervously. I'm Aleria, as if the change the subject she glances towards Ruphus, "what did they mean by stay away from the orphange?"

"Well, I spent this evening at the Lantern Street orphanage, trying to console the children there. You see, four of the young wards there disappeared without a trace three nights ago. Apparently, someone doesn't want the Church of St. Cuthbert involved in the matter, but I can't fathom why."

Kalte then looks meaningfully at Laro, as if to say You'd better have a damn good reason for this.

Ruphus meets the eyes of the much larger barbarian, but the battered cleric can only shrug.

 

[Sebastian O]

Demetrius then moves over to the thug he struck with the sling's projectile, trying his best to render aid [no First Aid skill] and in the process looking for anything of value [Sleight of hand: +4 (to look innocent in the process), Search: +6 (to find anything of value)] while quietly shaking down the thug.

Demetrius sees only dark clothing and rain cloak, and the man's dropped sword. But, as he assists, his hands run across a pouch that feels like it contains some coins. Unfortunately, as he lifts the purse, the pouch clinks loudly in the process for all to hear.

[Sleight of Hand Roll 4+4=8, Search Roll 18+6=24]

[OOC: I'll update you all on the status of the downed thugs tomorrow morning. It's been a heck of a day, and I'm just too tired tonight.]

 

[Ry]

Kalte thinks for a second - "Fair enough," he says "but this rain is starting to chill me."

Kalte kneels down, and takes the mask off of one of the thugs. "Hmmph." Then looking over at Philip, mask in hand, facing the bard. "What do you think - gang members?"

[OOC: Where are we on the Cauldron map?]

 

[Sebastian O]

Kalte thinks for a second - "Fair enough," he says "but this rain is starting to chill me."

Kalte kneels down, and takes the mask off of one of the thugs. "Hmmph." Then looking over at Philip, mask in hand, facing the bard. "What do you think - gang members?"

OOC: Correction, the thugs aren't actually wearing masks, their faces are painted half-black, half-white with some sort of grease paint.

 

[Sebastian O]

[OOC: Where are we on the Cauldron map?]

In the northeastern portion of the city, in an alley about halfway between the outer wall and the inner lake.

 

[Sebastian O]

Demetrius then moves over to the thug he struck with the sling's projectile, trying his best to render aid [no First Aid skill]

Demetrius' efforts to help the thug have no appreciable results [Roll 1+0=1. Perhaps because his mind was focused more on pilfering the man's coin purse? ]

Thurgosh goes up to the the three thugs and looks at them. Upon finding the two worst wounded ones he mutters something under his breath and touches each of the thugs. [OOC: spontaneously casts cure light on each of them]. Finishing up with those two he walks up to the final thug and crudely bandages the thugs wound with the thugs cloak [OOC: Heal +4].

"I hope someone has a way to restrain these three. Those two over there," he points to the two he healed, "may be waking up any moment now."

The healing power of Heirouneous flows from Thurgosh's hands. The first thug touched stirs as his wounds heal considerably [Roll 8+1=9 hp healed]. The second thug's blood stops flowing and his breathing becomes less shallow, but he does not stir [Roll 2+1=3 hp healed]. Thurgosh moves over to the third thug alongside Demetrius, and tries to assist. However, despite his best efforts, the thug doesn't seem any better [Heal Check, Roll 10+4=14].

OOC: Philip takes 10 on his Spellcraft skill (10+6 = 16) to identify the spell that Thurgosh cast.

Philip shakes his head at Thurgosh's comment. "Couldn't you just have used a cure minor wounds on them? Now we have to restrain them again!" Drawing his dagger, he steps forward and bashes each of the healed pair over the head (OOC: going for nonlethal damage here). That should take care of them for a little longer, he thinks.

Grinning up at the others, he says, "There - they're restrained for a bit."

Philip's dagger bash strikes home on the thug that was stirring, and he slips back into unconsciousness. The second thug looks like he won't be awakening any time soon, so Philip forgoes thumping him in the skull.

Aleria:"Can you stablize thier wounds? I am sure the town watch will want to question them."

Ruphus nods his head, and moves over to the third thug. A quick prayer to St. Cuthbert has the man's wounds stabilized [Cure Minor Wounds], and he looks back up towards the party. "So then...an adventuring company I presume? I don't know what you wish to do with these three ruffians, but I would be most grateful if you could escort me back to my temple. After the events that just took place...well, it would just make me feel safer. And," he adds, "you could get out of the weather for awhile."

 

[Dragon-Slayer]

Demetrius sees only dark clothing and rain cloak, and the man's dropped sword. But, as he assists, his hands run across a pouch that feels like it contains some coins. Unfortunately, as he lifts the purse, the pouch clinks loudly in the process for all to hear.

[Sleight of Hand Roll 4+4=8, Search Roll 18+6=24]

"Well, this fellow isn't doing too well!", Demetrius exclaims, pawing for the coinpurse sloppily, "I imagine, however, that he won't be needing coins anymore, where he is headed," the gnome mutters to himself quietly.

The slightly flabbergasted gnome turns to the victim of these thugs, "Just why were these bullies after you?"

Demetrius then looks about at the fallen attackers, trying to find any sign of his patron deity [Spot: +4 ], Olidammara (tipped off by the half white, half black facepaint).