Hunters Needed in the Western Heartlands (IC Thread)

Verbatim said:
"If your mounts are nearby let us gather them and be off. The sooner we return, the sooner the town can begin the harvest."

Ulrich's face twisted in embarassment.

"I am afraid I do not own a steed. Not many Beasts would Burden themselves with one of my girth. Mayhaps I can....Walk?"
 

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hero4hire said:
Ulrich's face twisted in embarassment.

"I am afraid I do not own a steed. Not many beasts would burden themselves with one of my girth. Mayhaps I can....walk?"

"If you think you can keep up, then be my guest, but I have yet to meet anyone who could keep up with a horse at anything over a trot."

Looking over at the half-elven merchant, Sven's facial features were easy to read and it was obvious he was less than pleased.

"You couldn't even get them mounts?"

With a heavy sigh he addressed you all once again.

"Let's go..."

~Ten hours later~

As you prepare to stop for the night, those on horses feel their mounts growing skittish as you move into the heart of the woods that seperate Daggersford and Aublesmil. Sven quickly begins reaching for his bow, but before the larger man can unfasten it from its straps, four wolves move from the cover of the woods, circling the group and stare at the party for a moment. They seem to be unnaturally thin and each have a heavy white saliva dripping from their maws. A howl seems to come from deep in the woods and as one they rush towards the group.

As they close in, Sven kicks down at the one leaping at him and manages to deflect the beast for a moment, but it merely seems to enrage the creature more. One closes in on Ulrich, perhaps seeking prey closer to its level, but moving with suprising speed and grace for one his size, the larger man sidesteps at the last moment and the wolf's jaws snapped only on air.

Albion and Shadowleaf's mounts thrash about, nearly throwing their riders off in the process, but the frantic movements of the horses actually work to their rider's advantage and the two manage to evade the snapping jaws for the moment.

Actions?

[sblock=init]
Wolves: 19
Shadowleaf: 16
Khondar: 15
Sven: 15
Riley: 13
Ulrich: 11
Albion: 10[/sblock]
 

~The Inn~

Having not the trust to become inebriated the previous night, Shadowleaf descends from him room his usual quiet and vigilant self, hood drawn to keep out any invading rays of morning sunlight. Giving a silent prayer to Shar he eats his breakfast alone in the corner of the inn least touched by the ambient light. When Sven begins his speech the elf listens from his seat and leaves to secure his mount when the opportunity presents itself.

~Wolf Encounter~

Gritting his teeth as the wolves snap at him and his mount, Shadowleaf wheels the horse around tightly and leaps from Shadar's saddle, drawing his weapons as he lands.

He will attack the nearest wolf relentlessly.

[sblock]Attacking with just the longsword, using the smaller sword to parry if possible. Is a lore check of some kind possible to see if he notices what's wrong with the wolves?[/sblock]
 

Kneading a small ball of wax between his fingers, Riley mutters a few words under his breath and traces a quick arcane symbol in the air. The sound of several men traipsing through the woods grows increasingly louder, as if they are walking directly toward the wolves.

ooc: Ghost Sound, in an attempt to distract the wolves and draw a couple of free attacks for the melee guys.
 

~ Outside the Inn ~

Albion raised a finger to mention that he didn't even have a mount, but thought better of it since Sven seemed to think it was his responsibility...again.
I'll just borrow someone else's, he thought, a little annoyed. He walked into the stables and selected an unattended mount and grabbed a saddle hanging on a post close by. The trick to getting away with grand theft equine is to look nonchalant about it. I'll just donate it to Aulbesmil when we get into town...

~ Ambush ~

Having no experience in battling while astride a horse, Albion circled his stolen mount around behind Shadowleaf for protection. Sure he might be able to put a quarrel into one of the emaciated canines, Albion dismounted and prepared to do just that.
When the sound of reinforcements rumbled up from somewhere near in the woods, Albion's hope rekindled.
Maybe I can escape unscathed. He looked around at the skirmish and considered his best line of defense.

[sblock=OOC]If he has enough time after dismounting, he'll fire off a shot at the wolves that are hopefully both focusing on Shadowleaf.
Sorry, Majin :D [/sblock]
 

Hell's Teeth! They were upon us so quickly! Ulrich thinks to himself.

Bearing the brunt of the assault he cautiously attempted to take the lupine's legs from him with a tree-trunk like appendage.

[sblock=OOC] Attempt a Trip attack with Improved Trip.
That would be a +2 Melee Touch Attack. My Opposed Trip Check is +10 on the roll.
If successful I will take my free Melee attack and attack him with an Unarmed Strike against a Prone target (-4 to its AC). If it tries to get up from Prone I will take my Attack of Opportunity and attempt to initiate a Grapple. (another Melee Touch at +2 to hit) opposed grapple check is +10.

How are we handling dice rolls? Invisiblecastle or DM rolling?[/sblock]
 
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OOC: At the town.

"Bah, dwarves not be needing horses, me two legs be just fine getting me where I be needing to be going!" Khondar says to Sven, at the mention of horses.

OOC: In the woods.

Khondar moves up to help Sven, "Guide me hammer, Clanggedin!", as he takes an overhead swing at the wolf.
 

As soon as Shadowleaf's feet touched the ground, the cloaked elf drew his swords and stabbed quickly at the nearest wolf. The sharp steel bit deep into the wolf's side (19 total vs AC?? = hit for 9 dmg), causing the wolf to back away slightly, as it searched for an opening in the elf's stance.

Khondar ran towards their guide, drawing his hammer as he did, and with a mighty yell to the Father of Battles tried to crush the spine of the wolf that was in front of him. While the force was there, his aim was not, and the hammer's head thudded into the ground missing the wolf. (6 vs AC?? = miss)

The large woodsman pulled his sword free of its scabbard, but it was obvious to everyone that Sven was not trained to fight while mounted. Stabbing down weakly, his thrust sailed wide and it looked for a moment he would be thrown from his horse from shifting his weight forward too much. [5 vs AC?? = miss]

Closing his eyes to focus on the spell, Riley fought to keep his mount under control and call upon the Weave at the same time. Even though the spell was a minor one, it was still a struggle to do both actions at once. As the wax disappeared from his fingers, the volume around the battle intensified as the sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard approaching from the woods. In the wolves' frenzied state though, they seemed to focus only on what was in front of them. Concentration roll success, but the wolves rolled 18 on their Will check

Ulrich sought to remove the wolf's mobility from it by knocking it to the ground with a quick slide move of one of his trunklike legs, but the wolf backed away as the larger man made his move and the leg sweep only served to back it away momentarily. [7 vs AC?? = miss]

With a dismount far less graceful than the elf beside him, Albion pulled the small hand crossbow free and raised it as one of the wolves snapped at him again. Pulling the trigger before he could truly take aim, the faux merchant thought he missed as the small bolt clicked free and then disappeared from sight. However the result was plain a second later when the wolf suddenly dropped dead at his feet, a ruptured eye the only sign of where the bolt had passed through before sinking deep into its brain. Nat 20 to hit, nat 20 to confirm, insta death house rule

~Rd 2~

Between Sven's frantic movements to stay on his horse and Khondar's knowledge of defensive fighting, they manage to keep the wolf at bay a second time as they tried work together to drop the beast.

The injured wolf would not be denied so easily, as it ignored the threat of steel and bit deeply into Shadowleaf's calf. Although the elvish ranger managed to stay on his feet, when the wolf backed away he could see his blood dripping off its muzzle. 5 pts dmg

Lunging again at the evasive monk, the wolf's efforts were in vain as it was denied a second time by the monk's movements.

[sblock=Order 2nd Rd]
Wolves x 3: 19 (W1 ??/??, W2 9/??, W3 ??/??)
Shadowleaf: 16 (4/9)
Khondar: 15 (10/10)
Sven: 15 (??/??)
Riley: 13 (5/5)
Ulrich: 11 (9/9)
Albion: 10 (7/7)[/sblock]

Code:
                        W1                         W2
                   Sven/Khondar                Shadowleaf/Albion

                                   Riley

                         Ulrich
                           W3
 

Riley quickly dismounts and again calls upon the weave to send a burst of energy crashing into the wolf in front of the giant Ulrich.

ooc: Magic Missle, 1d4+1
 

As the lance of magick burns into his wolf's side Ulrich tries to take advantage of the distraction by finishing his opponent with a two-fisted double axe-handle overhead smash.

OOC: Full Round Action to Decisive Strike +0 attack 2d6+4 damage
 

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