Darksun Killer In Ravenloft PT I

[Jarval]

Odten snarls at the woman and the boys, but plays along with Drinchek.

"Aye, my companion has most of our coin. We thought we'd avoid pickpockets, but it seems you know better than to try that."

The pterran's hand grasps a piece of red cotton hanging from his belt, readying himself to cast summon swarm once Drinchek's construct takes shape.

 

[dead_radish]

Tallask wipes his mouth, and looks at the foul dwarf. "You live down there? Has your nose been taken by a Kank?!" He again lets Sorren do most of the talking, though.

 

[megamania]

KILLER IN KALIDNAY
DARKSUN
ENWORLD
SEGMENT 016

The woman stiffens up hearing "astral".

"Mindbenders or worse- Defilers!" She rushes forward striking the hands of Odten whom continues to hold onto his wool. One boy stiffens up in fear. Another takes a swing at Odten but misses.
The boy that lead you here crawls quickly through a hole in the building next to him escaping.

 

[silvertable81]

"Dukotti, you must wait until we know each other better if you're to BE my lover, but if you're going to pose as a lover, you'll need more than a new shirt." Jayde looks the man up and down paying attention to the scars, especially the one near his navel, tiny but deadlier than many of the others. "I didn't ask you be my servant, simply to pose as one, the place we are going to, nobody pays attention to servants. Look no-one in the eye and you will seem to be only a prop. Mind you I will not think of you in that way, but YOU seem to be the one wanting to hide." Jayde finds a proper place and replaces her gear with the Courtier's Outfit and appropriate jewelry to NOT blend into the back. "If I can't fake being a Templar, I'll fake being his liason."
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OOC Thread for Kalidnay

 

[Jeremy]

Initiative: 13 (12 roll +1 mod)

Drinchek finishes shaping the mound of ectoplasm in front of him into what he imagines an angel looks like. It's ectoplasmic body is muscular and well formed with finely shaped wings and a long, lean build.

Astral Construct III with Additional Attack, Armor, Fly, and Trip

The construct flies over and swings an ectoplasmic fist at one of Odten's assailants.

Attack Roll: 16 (11 roll +5 mod), Damage 11 (6 roll +5 mod), Automatic Trip attempt if hit strength check: 10 (7 roll +3 mod)
Construct is AC 17, Spd 40/60 fly (average), hp 13

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

Not for the first time, Sorren was thankful for the mask covering his nose. He looked at the offered hand, but simply nodded greetings at the putrid dwarf before him.

"Krook is it? The templar Krook?"

Sorren found it unlikly that this pitiful creature could possibly hold the rank of templar.

 

[Velenne]

Dukotti shrugged at the logic. It was a good plan. If was inconspicuous, perhaps they would fail to see him until it was too late. Still, he would be close enough to where he could watch and hear the conversation. Besides, he enjoyed making people walk on glass around him. On numerous occasions, he had loosened an opponent's bladder with a simple gaze.

 

[Jarval]

Initiative: 2+3= 5

"Defilers!" Odten bellows in fury. "You don't know of what you speak! I am a druid, and the lands are my ally! I protect them and they aid me."

Odten casts his spell and hundreds of spiders boil up out of the ground around the woman's feet. They swarm up over her, biting at any exposed skin.

"You will leave us now, or I will have the land strip the living flesh from your bones!" The pterran orders the thieves.

 

[megamania]

DARKSUN
KILLER IN KALIDNAY
EN WORLD
SEGMENT 017

The young woman shrieks as the spiders cover her. "Damned Defilers! I'll report you to the guards" She turns and runs. After being struck , one fellow would-be thief turns and runs. Only one boy remains, still frozen in fear "De..de...defilers ...don't kill me."

"Don't turn me into a toad....please."


Tallask and Sorren

"Templar..? posh! I'm no templar! I just work here for the city keeping it green and vibrant!" What can I do for you?

 

[Jeremy]

Drinchek instructs the construct to follow and harry the dangerous woman but avoid killing her, as he approaches the cowering boy. Collecting whatever of his food stuffs the others had dropped he kneels down and offers them to him.

His quiet voice is soft and scratchy as every as he says, "We are not defilers, and would not do such a thing, my friend is a pr--druid. We simply want to find Hass. Can you take us to him please? No harm will come to you."