CLOSED Pathfinder: Rise of the Runelords, Burnt Offerings
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hewligan
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Jokad, seeing the indecision etched in his companions faces, lets out a melodramatic sigh, walks over to the first concubine, grabs her by the scruff of her neck, and carries her to the stairs. He throws her bodily at the steps, and points upwards, his sword made visible to her. She catches her fall, springing to her feet, and runs up the stairs at an incredible rate, leaping them in twos.
Jokad sighs privately this time, before returning to the room to grab a second goblin.
When he is done, his mood is soured. The third little blighter actually bit him on the arm. No damage done, at least no puncture of the armour, although he may get a welt there later. He swung at her, more out of frustration than from any real attempt to hurt her. He pulled the swing, letting the blade cut within an inch of her prostrate form. That was all the retort she needed, before she too was off at a pace up the stairs, simpering away in fear.
The fourth was easy enough. She had almost frozen in fear, perhaps thinking that he had dispatched her fellows. When she hit the ground and realised that death was not on the cards, she actually started to cry as she ran for freedom.
It wasn't always a nice job, being a sell-sword. Actually, it was NEVER a nice job. The only nice bit about it was the down-time between jobs. Ha, who was he kidding. He loved it!
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Jovik continued his search of the room, finding the shed clothing of the giant bugbear in one corner. Within his possessions lay a POTION OF CURE MODERATE WOUNDS, a COMPOSITE LONGBOW of quite exquisite (and clearly elven) design (MASTERWORK, requires +3 strength bonus to use). A quiver full of arrows sits to one side. In his pockets are 4 platinum pieces. There are no other coins and no other trinkets to speak of ... except for a necklace of ears that hang around his neck!
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OOC: Pick a door please. Time to move on!
Jokad sighs privately this time, before returning to the room to grab a second goblin.
When he is done, his mood is soured. The third little blighter actually bit him on the arm. No damage done, at least no puncture of the armour, although he may get a welt there later. He swung at her, more out of frustration than from any real attempt to hurt her. He pulled the swing, letting the blade cut within an inch of her prostrate form. That was all the retort she needed, before she too was off at a pace up the stairs, simpering away in fear.
The fourth was easy enough. She had almost frozen in fear, perhaps thinking that he had dispatched her fellows. When she hit the ground and realised that death was not on the cards, she actually started to cry as she ran for freedom.
It wasn't always a nice job, being a sell-sword. Actually, it was NEVER a nice job. The only nice bit about it was the down-time between jobs. Ha, who was he kidding. He loved it!
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Jovik continued his search of the room, finding the shed clothing of the giant bugbear in one corner. Within his possessions lay a POTION OF CURE MODERATE WOUNDS, a COMPOSITE LONGBOW of quite exquisite (and clearly elven) design (MASTERWORK, requires +3 strength bonus to use). A quiver full of arrows sits to one side. In his pockets are 4 platinum pieces. There are no other coins and no other trinkets to speak of ... except for a necklace of ears that hang around his neck!
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OOC: Pick a door please. Time to move on!
Rhun
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Danth let's our a sigh as they finish searching the dead Bruthazmus. "Best take that necklace as proof of our deed here...that elf lass Shalelu will certainly be grateful to know that her feud with this fell beast is over, and that he will never again slay another of her kind." Seeing Jovik heft the exquisite bow, the cleric can only smile. "Doesn't look like that would be of any use to anyone but Jokad. Only a brute like him can handle that pull."
What about the flail? Was it of any particular quality, or just average?
Danth votes for D4 for the next door.
What about the flail? Was it of any particular quality, or just average?
Danth votes for D4 for the next door.
Rhun said:
"Heh," Jokad snorts.
He reaches for the bow with smirk on his face and casually tests the pull. "Not bad," he says to no one in particular.
He looks around at the others for their approval before slinging it over his shoulder and tying the quiver to his pack.
"Any door is fine by me. Let's get this over with."
hewligan
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Jovik clicks open the simple lock mechanism, and pushes aside the door. Jokad barges in to ... nothing.
A short corridor stretches forward for about twenty feet or so, before turning to the west.
Jokad moves to one side, letting Jovik back through. The young rogue edges forward, motioning for his companions to hold back. He pads forward silently, stopping at the bend of the corridor, and leans his back against the wall. Slowly be flicks his head round for a peak, taking only he merest of glances.
He turns to his group, motions them forward. They file in behind him. He whispers to them.
"Five doors, all closed. I am going to go and listen at them. Wait here until I call you."
With that he is off moving again, silently towards the doors.
OOC: Jovik, make a call - you can either roll a SINGLE listen check that counts for all 5 doors, or you can elect to roll 5 times, once for each door.
A short corridor stretches forward for about twenty feet or so, before turning to the west.
Jokad moves to one side, letting Jovik back through. The young rogue edges forward, motioning for his companions to hold back. He pads forward silently, stopping at the bend of the corridor, and leans his back against the wall. Slowly be flicks his head round for a peak, taking only he merest of glances.
He turns to his group, motions them forward. They file in behind him. He whispers to them.
"Five doors, all closed. I am going to go and listen at them. Wait here until I call you."
With that he is off moving again, silently towards the doors.
OOC: Jovik, make a call - you can either roll a SINGLE listen check that counts for all 5 doors, or you can elect to roll 5 times, once for each door.
Rhun
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Danth waits quietly, if a bit nervously for Jovik to investigate the doors. This place was much larger than the cleric had thought, and he was beginning to get tired from the efforts of fighting and spellcasting. With another deep breath, he straightened, readying shield and blade, and focusing on the task ahead. The evil must be cleansed, and it was his job as a living conduit of the Dawnflower to ensure that it happened.
