(CSRHoD) Creamsteak's Red Hand of Doom [IC]

[Vigwyn the Unruly]

Pender felt an incredible thrill at finally seeing the great ruins of Rhest--and from an eagle's vantage point, no less.

Once the elves leave, Pender's excitement turns to misery as the rain trickles down and gets into his full-plate, beginning to pool in his boots. However, he is warmed and heartened by Tyrla's spell.

Grinning, he turns to his companions, "Let's do this."

 

[Dalamar]

"Do you think we should try to talk with the lizardfolk?" Siobhan asks.

OoC: By the way, I just recalled that we still don't know what the letter found at the fort reads even though Siobhan has received the divine gift of speaking the language.

 

[Creamsteak]

(It doesn't look like you have speak language prepared, and you havn't had a day of downtime. The fight at the fort was the same day as the battle with the razorfiends, and today is the day after that. If you mean something else correct me.)

 

[Pinotage]

Avril - Human Druid - AC 15 - hp 49/49 - Spot +13 - Listen +13

Still feeling a little concerned about leaving Mandla behind with the elves, Avril landed and thanked Killar before immediatly turning her attention to the problem at hand. Coming in by owl had given them a literal bird's eye view of the place, which would be very useful.

"My guess is we need to make sounding the alarm a top priority. Anything near that bell tower can make an awful racket by ringing it, and then we'll have scores of lizardfolk around. I'd say we need to keep that bell tower quiet." She looked up at the sky and the rain threatening to fall."

She frowned. "With the weather turning bad, it might actually be to our advantage. If we can use the obscured sight to approach, perhaps even with a similar obscuring spells, then we could get to that bell tower and strike whetever's there before it rings the bell. Otherwise we get one or two of us as close as possible and take down whatever's near that bell tower."

[SBLOCK=OOC]OOC:

Spells and Abilities Active:

Spells Cast and Abilities/Items Used:

Spells Prepared (Normal 6/4/3/2/1, Wis 0/1/1/1/0):

Level 0 (6): Cure Minor Wounds (3), Detect Magic (2), Guidance
Level 1 (5): Cure Light Wounds, Enrage Animal, Entangle, Faerie Fire, Produce Flame
Level 2 (4): Barkskin (2), Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance
Level 3 (3): Call Lightning, Cure Moderate Wounds, Sleet Storm
Level 4 (1): Flame Strike

Scroll of Freedom of Movement
Scroll of Protection from Energy
Scroll of Water Breathing
Pearl of Power (2nd)

Avril's Character Sheet [/SBLOCK]

 

[pathfinderq1]

The letter from the fort- I had forgotten it

OOC: I had totally forgotten about the letter from the fort- thanks for the reminder. Now that we have had some rest, the unnatural powers-that-be within Tyrla's head have whispered secret words of power to her in her sleep (or perhaps her infernal heritage simply gives her an innate gift with language). Whatever the cause, though, the complexities of goblin speech are mysteries to her no longer.

In Common, that means she took a rank of Speak Language when we leveled up- and thus she can hopefully puzzle out the text of the letter.

 

[Redclaw]

Larian looks more closely at the bell tower, and smiles at the druid's words. Your wisdom once again belies your youth, Avril. You have the forsight of one three centuries your senior. Mayhap my illusionary powers will assist us in crossing the lake. If Siobhan is able to silence the area, the bell would prove useless to them.

 

[Arkhandus]

Warren the halfling

Warren grumbles after the owl-riders leave. "Bloody elves. Now I'll have to slog my way back there just to get the horse so I can avoid slogging my way through the rest o' the damn bogs."

He hangs his backpack on the nearest tree branch he can find that offers reasonable protection from the water and isn't facing the ruins. With that load off his back, he says "Well, I don't think the scaleys are gonna like our intrusion 'pon their territory, wheth'r'not we're here t' kill 'em. Chances are, they consider whate'er's in the ruins t' be theirs, an' I know the last ones I ran into didn't seem friendly. 'Course, they didn't live long 'nough t' make a fuss, but they sure didn't look like they wanted t' drop their blades an' chat. So I say we go ahead an' take out whate'er's in the belltower sneaky-like, then deal with whate'er scaleys we need to, t' get whate'er we're lookin' for."

 

[Dalamar]

OoC: Similar to Tyrla, Siobhan has, mechanically speaking, spent the two skill points to cross class learn Speak Language (Goblin).

IC: "Of course, silencing the bell itself could alert them if they strike the bell regularly. Though I do doubt that," Siobhan says.

 

[Creamsteak]

[sblock=Goblin]Sergeant Zinswe, I regret to inform you that you will not be joining the main forces of the horde. Events have transpired such that we want you to continue to guard the outpost along the road leading north, out of the vale, towards the wretched place they call Blackmore. Keep your regiment in shape. I know that is no small task, but there is a chance that you may face tougher opposition in the coming days. Continue to prevent anyone from fleeing, and be especially wary of any sort of messege they may intend to deliver. If you find anything, at all, send it to the wyrmlord in Rhest. He will forward it to me.

Don't screw this up, or it's you and your diseased mother's head.

Your loving uncle,
Kharn[/sblock]

 

[Dalamar]

"It seems there is a 'wyrmlord' here in Rhest, whatever that is," Siobhan notes. "I guess we were right to come here, even if it sounds somewhat like the main forces will not be coming this way."