D&D 5E From Nobles to Knights

Trogdor1992

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Having rid the tavern of the vampire scourge the Barkeep informs you that they offered to perform for free, and he couldn't pass up the offer.
 

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Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Quentin equipped his shield and advised the patrons to go straight home after he made sure the vampires aren't lurking just outside the tavern. If he saw any threat he kept the people inside.
After the warlock warned about imminent return of the Red Lady, he took position with ready shield and dagger.
 

Trogdor1992

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Peeking outside you see a humanoid figure across the road, a white beard visible under his cloak. You see two swords on his back, as well as a shortsword and a hand crossbow on his hips. He seems to be just staring at the tavern. It doesn't appear to be a vampire but something seems strange about the man.

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Shayuri

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Whisper stays where she is, dagger still in her hand, held seemingly far too loosely to be of use in a fight.

She keeps her eyes on the spot the Red Lady vanished from, ready to take action when she re-appears.

(Readying an action to attack!)
 




Trogdor1992

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The Red Lady reappears, and at the same moment the mysterious man from across the road bursts into the tavern, striking the Red Lady down to the ground with one of the Bastard Swords from his back. He then readies himself for a second swing, saying "You will not elude me again, you foul creature!"

OOC: The Red Lady is back, but now prone and weak. [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] roll your attack and damage.


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Shayuri

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The vampire appeared, and Whisper stepped forward and with a surprisingly quick lunge, stabbed her with that ludicrously ordinary dagger she was holding.

Except, the sharp eye would see that in mid-thrust, the blade of it changed. The edges lit up with light that wasn't light; that cast no shadows and didn't hurt the eyes. It seemed to compress...becoming as thin and flat as a drawing of a dagger blade. And finally it changed to a dull, featureless grey that burned and twisted in the mind just to look at.

From its effect on the undead, it didn't feel any better to have it shoved into one.

The payload delivered, Whisper stepped back and peered curiously down at the vampire to gauge its reaction to her attack.

[roll0] to hit, and [roll1] damage (counts as magic due to Psionic Weapon focus), plus [roll2] psychic damage from Lethal Strike with 5 points on it.
 
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Trogdor1992

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The dagger thrusts into the Red Lady's heart, leaving her dead. The large bearded man looks at you with a look of frustration and says "Gah! Ye stole me kill! I hunted this band for 36 days and ye stole me quarry from right under me blade! Ye're lucky I've already been paid for this, or ye'd be feelin' me blade yerself!"

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Shayuri

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"You were too slow," Whisper replies neutrally. "If you wish to kill something that threatens me, kill it faster."

Her dagger is normal again in her hand...was it ever not? But it's devoid of blood, as if it had never touched the vampire.
 

Trogdor1992

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"But haven't ye heard? They say slow and steady wins the race lassie, though perhaps they were wrong, considering our current situation."

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Shayuri

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Whisper nodded. "A reasonable interpretation of these events."

She appeared to reach a decision, and replaced her dagger in its little sheath.

"You may claim to have killed it yourself if you wish. I have no interest in interfering with your business."
 

Trogdor1992

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"Like I said missy, I been paid for tha' job long ago, so it matters no' ta me. Me name be Frok tha Finisher, oddity amongst Goliaths, Master amongst Monster Slayers. I come all tha way from Luskan ta slay tha' Red Lady an' her pack o' vampires, but it seems tha' now tha work be done." he says back, a wide grin on the odd Goliath's face.

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Trogdor1992

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"Well, Whisper, I'll be stayin' 'ere this night, an' I'll be spendin' most o' me time a' tha' bar right o'er dere if ye're needin' me" he says, then heads over to the bar for a drink.

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Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
OOC: time immediately after the man scolded Whisper
Quentin tenses and nearly slams the man away from the girl before arresting his forward movement and disguising his lunge as a slide to Whispers side.

After listening to their exchange he offers his hand.
"I am Quentin Khad. As I see it, you owe us a round of drinks. The vampire would go down with or without you and we saved you from fighting all of them."

Slight rebuke in his words is mellowed by wide smile and motion to the barkeep to bring another round.

"We could talk about your work or this night, but I wouldn't because vampires suck..."
He makes a small pause, just a breath to give everyone time to process the pun
"...as conversation topic."

He then grows serious.
"Did you, by any chance, destroy two of the group as they fled the inn? We May have some extra work tonight."
 
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Trogdor1992

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"I killed me one vampire on tha way o'er 'ere, tha's wot led me ta this tavern, an' tha Red Lady. Must be I missed one, bu' fear no', for wit' tha Red Lady slain her spawn be dead now as well. Come o'er to tha bar, an' 'ave a drink wit' me if ye'd like."

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Thateous

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Mordecai looks his sister over, then himself before giving a sidelong glance at Whisper. "Everything that matters to me is fine," he thought to himself before pausing to question why he bothered to look at Whisper.

"No matter" he said out loud. "Yes! Victory deserve a drink." He exclaims while making his way to the bar.

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River Song

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Oberon frowns, "Are you sure we don't need to do some form of ritual to kill it?"

Calling upon Torm again, he uses his Divinely blessed senses to search for any taint of undead in the tavern.
 

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