IC - Mad King's Monkey

[ghostcat]

Libros is shocked by the violence of the attack on Sukri but doesn't let that stop him from evaluating his options. Unfortunately he has very few. The thing is so close to Sukri that any spell he might use will also effect him; likewise his crossbow. That leaves a dagger attack and things are not that desperate; yet. He could use his sleep spell but he is more likely to catch Sukri than the attacker.

Libros finally decides that discretion is the better part of valour he adopts a await and see policy. First off he starts to taunt the creature by shouting in both Giant and common "Hi Frogface. Your a dirty [censored] and your mothers a [censored]." He prepares to cast a sleep spell and run away, once he can be sure in won't catch Sukri in the effect.

[sblock=Action]Ready action when creature moves more than 10' from Sukri or Sukri is down: cast sleep on creature and run towards house.[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Libros
AC: 12 (10 Flatfooted, 12 Touch
HP: 9/9
CMB: -1.0 CMD: 11.0
Fort: +2 Reflex: +2 Will: +3
Perception: +2
Initiative: +8
Current Weapon in Hand: Crossbow, Light
Att: +2; Dam: 1d8, Crit: 19-20x2, Type: P
Current Conditions in Effect: none
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[doghead]

Day Two

Round One

Bayer hefts his shield and, with a challenging roar, sets off at a trot across the clearing towards Sukri and his attacker.

Libros shift his weight from one foot to another. Having made his decision, there is little he can do but wait and see how things play out.

Sukri gathers himself and shifts into a fighting stance. Somehow he has managed to do so before his attacker, who seems to have been put off from the yelling and shouting from the clearing. Unfortunately, the rogue is unable to take advantage of re-taking the initiative; his strike is more of a wild swing, cutting nothing but air.

The furry dog-faced man snarls at Sukri, hefts his axe, turns and runs. Sukri is unable to take any effective advantage of the opportunity, once again cutting nothing but air.

The furry dog-faced man only makes it only a few strides before being struck by Libros' spell. Like a puppet whose strings have been cut, he crashes heavily to the ground, where he remains motionless.

As Jan's eyes adjust to the gloom in the house it looks increasingly like the place has been ransacked. Furniture and clothing lies scattered around the room. Plates, jars, and bowls litter the floor, many of them broken. Opposite the front door, half hidden under a rug tossed up against the wall there is a gaping hole in the floor. Across the room there is another small room and a set of stairs leading up to the second floor.

Eban sets off across the clearing towards his wounded companion.

[sblock=OOC]I knew Libros' spell was going to throw a spanner in the works as soon as I read his post. First my furry dog-faced men blow their cover, then they leave behind one of their number. Not a good performance.

[MENTION=93196]Axel[/MENTION] I was using the standard Movement restrictions from the Pathfinder rules. So Forest = Move*1/2. As for rule that you can't run or charge in Hampered terrain, I tend to be fairly relaxed on that one - allowing running with some form of DEX check, and charging unless the terrain is exceptionally broken or difficult.[/sblock]

 

[ghostcat]

Libros face changes to a broad grin as he sees his spell work and he says "It'll only sleep for a minute, so we had better decide what to do with it quickly."

 

[Electric Wizard]

Sukri gives a relieved whoop when he realizes his enemy is out cold.

"Libros, thank you," he gasps as he edges towards the unconscious beast man.

He stands above the thing, clutching his dagger and eyeing the trees and brush for any sign of reinforcements.

"We should tie him before he wakes. Take him to the cabin, make him talk."

He spits on the beast man. He'd love to step on its face, too, but fears he will stir it.

Action[sblock]Checking if the coast is clear. If anything else rears its ugly head, I throw the dagger and draw my rapier.[/sblock]

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

Eban waits, peering around the area with his eyes, dagger still sheathed (he would not draw it last round). Seeing the foe downed quickly is a good thing, but perhaps he is not alone. He had moved closer to the fray, knowing that Sukri would need help, and was prepared to do what he could.

As he sees the chance to do something, he moves to Sukri even more, hoping to either heal the ally or help defend against the attacker that is now slumbering on the ground. His hands move deftly, and no sounds escapes his lips as a warm glow is placed upon Sukri, his wounds slowly healing themselves. "Take note. Strength in numbers, but easier to die alone..."

 

[Scott DeWar]

Jan listens intently while drawing his long sword as quietly as possible.

OOC: man, I am really *bleep* tired of these *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* bad rolls!!!

 

[Axel]

Bayar

Slowed by his armour and gear, Bayar arrives last, slightly out of breath. Noting that Eban had already seen to Sukri's wounds he nods to the pair. "Good work. Keep an eye out while I secure this creature. I will be surprised if it was alone."

Kneeling beside the dog faced animal Bayar draws his knife and slashes it's belt. Unstrapping his shield, Bayar removes the belt and uses it to tie the creature's hands behind it's back. Checking for a tight fit he stands, gathering his shield again. "Ready? I'll wake it." With that, he aims a solid kick into the dog-thing's ribs.

 

[doghead]

Day Two

For a brief moment Sukri locks gazes with the furry dog faced man last seen disappearing into the woods. Then it turns and retreats out of sight into the forest. Its well out of throwing range, and shows no sign of returning.

Eban reaches his wounded companion and delivers his healing gift. He can see nothing in the direction that Sukri indicates.

Libros keeps a mental count of the amount of time passed since casting the spell.

Bayar arrives a little after Eban. He immediately sets about securing the captive. Besides the fallen creature is a battle-axe, without ornamentation, but with a well honed bloody blade.

Jan switches from bow to sword. The house remains quiet.

Between watching the forest and Bayar, Eban and Sukri notice a patch of flattened ground half a dozen long strides from where Sukri was attacked. It is located behind a small rocky outcrop which provides good concealment from anyone in the clearing. The ground is deeply scored in a couple of places. There is a blacked tin kettle sitting on a stone. Wrapped loosely in a cloak there is a longbow and quiver.

The captive appears to be waking as Bayar finishes testing the bindings. A good kick to the ribs is the only way to be really sure, however.

 

[Electric Wizard]

Sukri responds to Eban's advice with a grimace. His adrenaline is waning, and he realizes how rash - no - stupid charging into the forest after the strange figure was. He spies the flash of his quarry's eyes as it vanishes into the distant trees.

"Your pig-ass friend left you," he says, wiping his boot on the snoring beast man as Bayar restrains him.

He notices the ambush spot and is intrigued, especially by the bow and arrows. But he decides he is even more interested in helping Bayar scare this monster out of its feeble mind. He steps beside Bayar, furrows his eyebrows and begins picking his teeth with his dagger.

Action
[sblock]Aiding Bayar in the inevitable intimidation check.[/sblock]

 

[Axel]

Bayar

Bayar fixes the creature with a stare and speaks to it in Common after sticking the boot in. "You'll be understanding me then. Even if you don't get the words."

Resting a hand in an unsubtle way on the hilt of his curved knife he continues. "Why here? And where's my potion master?"

[sblock=ooc]
Figure an intimidate roll can't hurt. Forget if it's an opposed DC or a target DC...no time to check tonight.

Sukri's aid makes it an 18.
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