[LPF] Buyer's Remorse

[Gerald007]

"Ah, yeah, Nate, he's ah, ...Don't be scared Nate. Waltor is friendly. Or, sort of friendly--just forget it. Stay away from him, Waltor, we might try again later" he says, thinking better of his words, clearly disappointed his plan to ease the child's nerves had not been successful. "Thank you Ms. Secalli," he exclaims and gives up on his efforts.

Syl ventures over to the group, looking at Bran's corpse. Not knowing what to say, he stood by silently, letting the more devout members of the group try and handle the situation.

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

OOC: Do the dead get XP (I dunno)? If not, 1405/4 is 351.

Borric puts his flail away after slamming the spiked ball into the turf a few times to clean Skinner and Bareen off of it. Then he collects the fallen weapons and grabs the rogue's corpse by the hair. Dragging Skinner's body back to the others he mutters, "The kobold lovin' turd, thought he could escape."

Next to the slain thugs, he lets the dead weight fall and sets down the looted weapons to survey the situation. His eyes narrow at Iosef and he makes his way over to the crying Paladin. Borric spits on the ground, "It is your fault, the birdman is dead. If you'd have stood your ground like a man, then the scorpion man or the old woman would have had a chance to save him. Your god *should* punish you. Your constant retreat exposed our spell-caster to being attacked and you almost allowed that skinner scumbag to back-stab Thaddeus. So, buck up and learn from your mistakes before you get anyone else killed."
[Sblock=Iosef]Yes, Borric is an insensitive jerk, but there is OOC truth to those words. Mowgli has right to be upset and blame you. If Iosef had held his ground, Syl would not have been trapped in the house and forced to fight with his dagger. The Paladin should be protecting the spellcaster instead and not letting rogues flank other melee fighters on the front line either. Skinner was one round from taking 2 flanking attacks at Thaddeus with sneak attack damage.

If your paladin falls doing his job, then the spellcaster uses a potion or something to keep him from dying. Also, if the doorway had been clear and unthreatened, the DM could have saved Bran with the old woman, fudging if necessary, but that option was out of his control as well.

Sorry if this scathing, but these are some basic things about being a tank and Mowgli is probably too nice to complain over spilled milk at this point. However, we still have one more encounter to go yet.[/Sblock]Turning to Thaddeus he gives him the nod of approval between professional fighters at the handiwork around him. He offers some advice, "If you move around them a little, maybe you could have flanked them before Bran fell and taken them down faster. These guys weren't too bright in their tactics, just coming straight at you and left themselves unprotected from the sides."

Seeing the boy being nurtured by the woman, he decides to not speak so harshly to him about his grandfather and instead mutters for his only companions to hear, "If the old man had been a decent chap, he would have committed suicide to save his family."

Borric moves over to the corpse, formerly known as Bareen, retrieving his other weapons. He puts them away after cleaning the blood off them as well before dragging that corpse by the arm to dump it next to Skinner and the dead thugs.

He takes the silver longsword for himself and hands the cold iron shortsword to Thaddeus, "I think this spreads these special weapons around for when we deal with the hound. Everyone make sure they have a healing potion and Syl can hang onto the 2 extra. Syl, there are some interesting items on the dead mage for you to possibly use and I think you should take all the acid flasks and tanglefoot bags. They might work on the hound as well some don't hesitate to use them. I believe the old man had a quarterstaff too if you're interested, he bopped me in the nose with it."

Holding up the dead wizard's cloak, "Who should wear this? Maybe it will help against the alleged fear effects that the hound has been known to use."
[sblock=OOC]I am proposing to spread the loot around for best use in the next encounter. For the +1 Cloak, Borric only has a +1 Will save, how are Thad and Iosef? Thoughts on the best use of that item.

Before anyone thinks to drink a healing potion, if we are going to get a rest period before the next fight, maybe better to use up the spells first afterward. However, maybe it is better to use the potions instead and have the spelled healing more available in combat. Thoughts?[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 19 (17 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch, ) At 17 from Charge
HP: 13 Current: 5
CMB: +4 CMD: 16 Fort: +4 Reflex: +2 Will: +1

Current Weapon in Hand: Shield & Flail[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Gerald007]

OOC: I can't cure any of you until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest, so if your HPs are really low, you all should use as many of the healing potions to get as full up as possible so the night's rest will get everyone full strength. I can run around a heal each of you once tomorrow, during the battle if necessary. And one of you fighter-y guys needs to take the cloak.

Syl looks over the corpse of the mage and perks up when he found the magical pearl. "This little sucker will let me cast an extra spell everyday, very handy for dealing with doggies, I suppose. The two scrolls let me cast a spell which gives extra magical armored protection--the only catch is you can't be wearing normal armor for it to work. They will only benefit me, in this party, I am afraid. Borric, I already have two flasks of acid and one of those tanglefoot bags from our first skirmish. Maybe you should divvy those items amongst yourselves, in case the dog were to send me running. Don't want them all in one place."

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric shrugs, "You make some sense, Syl. I will take one flask of acid and can throw it as I close distance. Maybe Thaddeus can take the other and the tanglefoot bags if silver is the only effective weapon."

"I just hope I don't end up running scared like a little girl, not good for my reputation."

The fighter rubs his nose where the wizard hit him.
[sblock=OOC]I think the old woman can do some healing for us too after she rests. Maybe Borric and Iosef should drink one potion each right now and then see where we are at and find out what Magatha can do for us in the morning.[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 19 (17 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 13 Current: 5
CMB: +4 CMD: 16 Fort: +4 Reflex: +2 Will: +1

Current Weapon in Hand: Shield[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

Magatha looks the group over, "If you are prepared to stay still fer a while I can fix you up well enough. And use my magics to patch you a bit more on the morrow. But you will need to be abed to get any real healin' done."

[sblock=Healing]Magatha can take 10 to give the entire party long term care. How much benefit this does depends on how long you are prepared to spend in bed. 8 hours = 2hp each, a full day = 4hp each. And yes dawn will see her prepare 2 more cure light wounds - which she probably won't use in battle.[/sblock]

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric asks Magatha, "You mentioned we have another night to prepare. Does that mean we can rest all night tomorrow before we can expect the hound to come night after next? If that's the case, we should all take advantage of your generosity and conserve our resources for the upcoming fight."

Looking at their fallen comrade in arms he suggests, "Bury or burn, Thaddeus? I am not familiar with your people's rites. We should take his gear and try to return it to his kin or just divvy it up with our loot if that's a hopeless task. These pieces of trash here, we can either throw in a ditch or burn, makes no difference to me."

[sblock=OOC]That settles it, I think the DM has hinted at taking extended care. That will put Borric at 9 HP and a average or better roll on CLW could have him at full strength.[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 19 (17 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 13 Current: 5
CMB: +4 CMD: 16 Fort: +4 Reflex: +2 Will: +1

Current Weapon in Hand: Shield[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

"I mean the full moon will be tomorrow night, a few minutes earlier than now. So you have the better part of twenty four hours. Just enough fer me to squeeze in a days tendin'." Magatha replies. "Now if nobody objects I'll knock up a sleepin' draught for the kiddies, I can't imagine sleep will come easy fer any of them after this night."

Mrs Secalli carries Nate into the house and the children are put to bed. The other servants set about constructing a fire to burn the bodies of the fallen mercenaries, and offer to dig a grave for Bran beneath the tree Elsa was rescued from.

Amonst Davlan Bareen's possessions, alongside an exceptionally fine wig that's clearly worth hundreds of gold pieces, is a simple set of lockets, each shows two smiling people recognizable as Bareen's family. One even shows a stout hearty man kissing an attractive middle aged woman, it takes a moment but it is possible to recognize the withered old man in the hale grinning portrait.

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Human Male Fighter

Borric asks Magatha, "Ma'am, I would be happy to receive your healing treatments. In preparation for the battle during tomorrow night's full moon, I shall stay in bed as long as possible to be fully rested and ready to go. Is there a bed or a place to lay down my bedroll?

"Is there a possibility to cast any spells to remove fear as the battle starts instead of the healing spell? I could use a spare potion instead and the other spell would probably be more useful then."

He plans to take bed rest for a full night and day and accept Magatha's healing. Unless either Thaddeus or Iosef stop him, he will use the +1 Cloak of Resistance.

[sblock=OOC]If you guys advance to the next encounter on me, I will decide Borric's weapons in hand afterward, but it might be the shield and flask of acid.[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 19 (17 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 13 Current: 5
CMB: +4 CMD: 16 Fort: +4 Reflex: +2 Will: +1

Current Weapon in Hand: Shield[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

Secalli replies in place of his servants, "Yes we've spare beds enough from the servants that were not so loyal, or who... There are plenty of beds."

Magatha shakes her head, "Don't know any of that kind of magic, I only heal a little really, I'm not cleric or magician just 'ave a few tricks from my old mother."

Everyone moves back inside and the servants make up beds for the group. Magatha bullies everyone into bed and soon descends with bandages and foul smelling ointments. The old woman does not sleep, but spends the night tending her patients, stopping only to spend a peaceful hour around dawn starring into a bowl of water, after which she announces she can heal any who need it further.

The morning sees Secalli pacing back and forth nervously and ostentatiously avoiding the boy Nate who is being coddled by Mrs Secalli and seems uncertain of how to respond to all the attention. The girls keep watching the boy from hiding, and they to appear some what puzzled by the situation.

Eventually the skies begin to darken again and the worry becomes more palpable as the sun drops below the horizon and the moon rises.

OOC: I'll leave a few hours in case anyone wants to RP or do anything.

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

Night falls and a huge round moon hangs ominously over the house. The Secalli's and their servants huddle together in fear, waiting...

Then after hours of agonizing suspense something heavy lands upon the roof, and a fearsome canine snarling accompanies the shattering of roof tiles as the creature begins to tear into the roof seeking a way inside! By the sound of things it is located in the middle of the L-shaped house's two wings.

OOC: Roll init if you go outside, otherwise just tell me what you are doing.