Dr Simon
Explorer
Tristan cast the spell, not me
Oops! Fixed it. That's what I get for copying from notes.
Maya is on 8 hit points, by my reckoning.
Cure light wounds 1d8+1 = 7
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Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Alpha Group
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Oops! Fixed it. That's what I get for copying from notes.
Maya is on 8 hit points, by my reckoning.
Cure light wounds 1d8+1 = 7
Dr Simon
Explorer
The dust settles after the otyugh rampage. The fainting woman revives, and is taken away by her friends who thank you profusely. The crowd gradually disperses with no more spectacle to see. The owner of the Jittery Quill, holding a big pot of swill as requested, invites you all back in for free food and drinks. Overhead a couple of Sable Company Marines circle, surveying the scene.
A young woman approaches, a slightly mousy-looking individual dressed in the uniform of a house servant from the Acadamae.
"'Scuse me," she says, "I saw what you done. Forgive me for askin', but I wonder if you might be able to sort out a problem for me?"
A young woman approaches, a slightly mousy-looking individual dressed in the uniform of a house servant from the Acadamae.
"'Scuse me," she says, "I saw what you done. Forgive me for askin', but I wonder if you might be able to sort out a problem for me?"
Tristan dismisses the grease spells on Maya and the other woman, since the danger has passed.
Nodding to Bael, but saddened at the necessity for it, he lobs several gobs of acid into the body of the dying monster. He grew up a prisoner of the sewer, of the city ... who among us would have remained sane?
He looks with a flash of contempt at the slow-moving owner of the Quill, but nods. "Thanks."
When the strange woman approaches he replies "This better be good."
Nodding to Bael, but saddened at the necessity for it, he lobs several gobs of acid into the body of the dying monster. He grew up a prisoner of the sewer, of the city ... who among us would have remained sane?
He looks with a flash of contempt at the slow-moving owner of the Quill, but nods. "Thanks."
When the strange woman approaches he replies "This better be good."
Leif
Adventurer
Jerrigan Arbordelve
Relieved that the danger is past, for the moment at least, Jerrigan relaxes a little. (But just a little.) Seeing the 'mousy woman's' approach and hearing her words, Jerrigan says, "A moment, lass. We need some time to regroup and recover our senses after battling this horrid beast. We were just about to eat something, I believe (and hope), so why don't you come back inside with us and tell us of your errand while re replensih our strength?"
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Jerrigan Arbordelve, Cleric 1 of Sarenrae (Goddess of Sun, Redemption, Honesty, & Healing)
HP: 24
AC: 20, FF: 16, T: 14
Saves:
Fort= +4 [+2(class),+2(ability)]
Ref= +3 [+0(class),+3(ability)]
Will= +5 [+2(class),+2(ability), +1(background trait)]
Scimitar= Att +2, Dam 1d8+1
Domains:
Fire (domain power at 1st level, Fire Bolt - ranged touch for 1d6+1/2levels),
Healing (domain power at 1st level, Rebuke Death - dying subject regains 1d4 hp)
Spells Prepared
0 Level: Detect Magic, Guidance, Resistance
1 Level: Bless, Summon Monster I*
*converted to cure spell of same level
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Relieved that the danger is past, for the moment at least, Jerrigan relaxes a little. (But just a little.) Seeing the 'mousy woman's' approach and hearing her words, Jerrigan says, "A moment, lass. We need some time to regroup and recover our senses after battling this horrid beast. We were just about to eat something, I believe (and hope), so why don't you come back inside with us and tell us of your errand while re replensih our strength?"
[sblock=Stat Block, Jerrigan]
Jerrigan Arbordelve, Cleric 1 of Sarenrae (Goddess of Sun, Redemption, Honesty, & Healing)
HP: 24
AC: 20, FF: 16, T: 14
Saves:
Fort= +4 [+2(class),+2(ability)]
Ref= +3 [+0(class),+3(ability)]
Will= +5 [+2(class),+2(ability), +1(background trait)]
Scimitar= Att +2, Dam 1d8+1
Domains:
Fire (domain power at 1st level, Fire Bolt - ranged touch for 1d6+1/2levels),
Healing (domain power at 1st level, Rebuke Death - dying subject regains 1d4 hp)
Spells Prepared
0 Level: Detect Magic, Guidance, Resistance
1 Level: Bless, Summon Monster I*
*converted to cure spell of same level
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Maya sits heavily down and grimaces as she pulls the torn sleeve off of her shirt, revealing a relatively muscular (for a woman of her build) arm with a Shoanti tattoo on the shoulder. An arm with livid, slightly swollen rips in the skin, each oozing blood. She grabs a cloth napkin from the table and makes it into a makeshift bandage.
Only then does she look up at the timid woman.
"What problem?" she asks tersely.
Only then does she look up at the timid woman.
"What problem?" she asks tersely.
Walking Dad
First Post
"It is always a pleasure to help the ones in need... if they pay." Bael says with a smile to the woman on the way into the 'tavern'.
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Bael
AC 16 (T13, FF13), HP 25/25, F +2,R+5,W+0
Resistance to cold 5, electricity 5, and fire 5.
Darkness 1/day, Sneak 1d6
Rapier +2 . 1d6+2 . 19-20/X2
Shortbow +3 . 1d6 . 20/X3
Stealth +8 (including ACP)
Perception + 4
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[sblock=OOC]
Bael
AC 16 (T13, FF13), HP 25/25, F +2,R+5,W+0
Resistance to cold 5, electricity 5, and fire 5.
Darkness 1/day, Sneak 1d6
Rapier +2 . 1d6+2 . 19-20/X2
Shortbow +3 . 1d6 . 20/X3
Stealth +8 (including ACP)
Perception + 4
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Dr Simon
Explorer
"Oh, yes, of course," says the young woman. She follows meekly behind and waits quietly whilst the staff of the Quill bring you food and drink. Finally, when addressed again, she speaks up.
"Well... I don't know if you do such things, see, but I'm real worried like, and I thought, well, no harm in askin' and all that, so..." she takes a deep breath. "It's my cousin, see? Well, sort of half-cousin really, but we was good friends when we was girls only her mother didn't like her seeing me how as we're the poor 'alf of the family and all, and 'er mother is a right one who don't let 'er out much anyways, but, see, my cousin Ceceli, she got married and all, and it were really good, only... well, did you hear of the Swan Street Slicer? Well, there was some murders up here in the Heights, right? Someone was killing people, mostly rich folk but not all. Got six of them in the end, I think. Anyway, they caught the murderer, a halfling, trying to get into my cousin Ceceli's house, well, her mother's house, but you know what I mean. He'd killed 'er poor husband not long before, the Guard reckoned he was comin' back to finish the job, get my cousin and my aunt, like. Only they caught 'im first a-'cos my cousin raised the alarm. Only now I 'ear he's escaped again and I'm a-scared he'll try it again and I'm looking for someone to be, like, her bodyguard or summat."
A bit flustered, she turns to Bael.
"Pay, oh, of course." Her hand goes to the small purse hanging from her belt. "How much does this sort o' thing usually cost?"
[SBLOCK=Bael]
You've heard of the Swan Street Slicer - the Acadamae guard was put on alert about five months ago since he was operating in your neighbourhood. You'd also heard that a mad halfling had been captured, in the house of a minor noble called Lady Dromdal, but nothing about his escape.
Also, this woman's accent slips a bit sometimes, as if she's better educated than she's trying to sound.
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"Well... I don't know if you do such things, see, but I'm real worried like, and I thought, well, no harm in askin' and all that, so..." she takes a deep breath. "It's my cousin, see? Well, sort of half-cousin really, but we was good friends when we was girls only her mother didn't like her seeing me how as we're the poor 'alf of the family and all, and 'er mother is a right one who don't let 'er out much anyways, but, see, my cousin Ceceli, she got married and all, and it were really good, only... well, did you hear of the Swan Street Slicer? Well, there was some murders up here in the Heights, right? Someone was killing people, mostly rich folk but not all. Got six of them in the end, I think. Anyway, they caught the murderer, a halfling, trying to get into my cousin Ceceli's house, well, her mother's house, but you know what I mean. He'd killed 'er poor husband not long before, the Guard reckoned he was comin' back to finish the job, get my cousin and my aunt, like. Only they caught 'im first a-'cos my cousin raised the alarm. Only now I 'ear he's escaped again and I'm a-scared he'll try it again and I'm looking for someone to be, like, her bodyguard or summat."
A bit flustered, she turns to Bael.
"Pay, oh, of course." Her hand goes to the small purse hanging from her belt. "How much does this sort o' thing usually cost?"
[SBLOCK=Bael]
You've heard of the Swan Street Slicer - the Acadamae guard was put on alert about five months ago since he was operating in your neighbourhood. You'd also heard that a mad halfling had been captured, in the house of a minor noble called Lady Dromdal, but nothing about his escape.
Also, this woman's accent slips a bit sometimes, as if she's better educated than she's trying to sound.
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Walking Dad
First Post
"Didn't hear hes escaped the Lady's house. Nice accent by the way. The purse is the prepayment, isn't it?" Bael responds with a knowing grin.
[sblock=OOC]
Bael
AC 16 (T13, FF13), HP 25/25, F +2,R+5,W+0
Resistance to cold 5, electricity 5, and fire 5.
Darkness 1/day, Sneak 1d6
Rapier +2 . 1d6+2 . 19-20/X2
Shortbow +3 . 1d6 . 20/X3
Stealth +8 (including ACP)
Perception + 4
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[sblock=OOC]
Bael
AC 16 (T13, FF13), HP 25/25, F +2,R+5,W+0
Resistance to cold 5, electricity 5, and fire 5.
Darkness 1/day, Sneak 1d6
Rapier +2 . 1d6+2 . 19-20/X2
Shortbow +3 . 1d6 . 20/X3
Stealth +8 (including ACP)
Perception + 4
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Leif
Adventurer
Jerrigan Arbordelve
Jerrigan is taken aback by Bael's response to the "poor" woman, but he demonstrates his wisdom by keeping silent to just watch and learn. "Pass me another roll, would you, Bael?"
[sblock=Stat Block, Jerrigan]
Jerrigan Arbordelve, Cleric 1 of Sarenrae (Goddess of Sun, Redemption, Honesty, & Healing)
HP: 24
AC: 20, FF: 16, T: 14
Saves:
Fort= +4 [+2(class),+2(ability)]
Ref= +3 [+0(class),+3(ability)]
Will= +5 [+2(class),+2(ability), +1(background trait)]
Scimitar= Att +2, Dam 1d8+1
Domains:
Fire (domain power at 1st level, Fire Bolt - ranged touch for 1d6+1/2levels),
Healing (domain power at 1st level, Rebuke Death - dying subject regains 1d4 hp)
Spells Prepared
0 Level: Detect Magic, Guidance, Resistance
1 Level: Bless, Summon Monster I*
*converted to cure spell of same level
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Jerrigan is taken aback by Bael's response to the "poor" woman, but he demonstrates his wisdom by keeping silent to just watch and learn. "Pass me another roll, would you, Bael?"
[sblock=Stat Block, Jerrigan]
Jerrigan Arbordelve, Cleric 1 of Sarenrae (Goddess of Sun, Redemption, Honesty, & Healing)
HP: 24
AC: 20, FF: 16, T: 14
Saves:
Fort= +4 [+2(class),+2(ability)]
Ref= +3 [+0(class),+3(ability)]
Will= +5 [+2(class),+2(ability), +1(background trait)]
Scimitar= Att +2, Dam 1d8+1
Domains:
Fire (domain power at 1st level, Fire Bolt - ranged touch for 1d6+1/2levels),
Healing (domain power at 1st level, Rebuke Death - dying subject regains 1d4 hp)
Spells Prepared
0 Level: Detect Magic, Guidance, Resistance
1 Level: Bless, Summon Monster I*
*converted to cure spell of same level
[/sblock]
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