[LPF] Lost Imperium

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Tsaaruk looks to Garadh after Brother Goswalds comment. "I agree. Im no healer but Garadh will be better off in one's company." He worries a bit about Garadh. He likes this group and does not wish any ill for them. He thinks to himself yes let us get there quickly.

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Tsaaruck
Initiative +1
AC: 20 (with shield/ Flat:19, Touch: 12)
HP: 54 current: 45
CMB: +9 / CMD: 21 Fort: +7 / Ref: +2 / Will: +2
Resistence: 0
Current Weapon in Hand: Shield & Warhammer
Rage: 12/12

http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Tsaaruk(BIGB)#Finances
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[perrinmiller]

Pirvinia von Lichenstein, Human Female

Pirvinia looked to the small druid the following morning. “Were you not able to prepare some curative spells today to help Garadh? Mayhap something to ease his symptoms and delay the disease from hurting him further?”

She had no argument about pressing on. It was the horses that bore the brunt of the work and they did not appear to be voicing complaints. They likely would prefer to spend the night in stables if they could even reason the issue when asked.

“Yes, let us keep going. It would be good to sleep indoors tonight and perhaps have a hot bath.”

[sblock=Mini-stats]Privinia von Lichenstein
Initiative: +8, Perception: +6 (8 with Mazi)
AC: 13 (17 w/ Mage Armor) (Touch 13, Flat-footed 11)
HP: 32 Current: 32
CMD: 12, Fort: +3, Ref: +3, Will: +5 (Add +1 to Saves with Resistance)
Conditions in Effect: Eschew Materials, PBS, Precise Shot, Ring of Sustenance, Mage Armor

Weapon in Hand: Lt Crossbow
Spells Remaining: 1st Level: 6/8, 2nd Level: 5/5

Mazi
Initiative: +2 Senses: low-light vision; Perception: +13
AC: 19 (Touch 16, flat-footed 17)
HP: 16 Current: 16
Fort: +0, Ref: +4, Will: +6
Conditions in effect: Improved Evasion, Empathic Link
Weapon in Hand: Bite [Att: +8, dmg: 1d2-5(1 non-lethal)]

Combat Trained Light Horse
Initiative: +2 Senses: low-light vision, Scent; Perception: +6
AC: 13 (Touch 9, flat-footed 13)
HP: 15 Current: 15
Fort: +6, Ref: +5, Will: +1
Conditions in effect: War-trained, 50ft movement
Weapon in Hand: 2 Hooves [Att: +3, dmg: 1d4+3][/sblock] [sblock=OOC Note]Quillian is a druid and could prepare both Lesser Restoration and Delay Disease to help Garadh for the journey. It would not cure him or change our intended course of action.[/sblock]

 

[Commander_Fallout]

Samad nodded in agreement, "Aye, let's continue on. The sooner we can get about this, the sooner we can get through, and move on past it." He did not mention that, although he was usually one to relish in a journey, considering recent events, he was longing for an actual bed.
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Samad Salil
AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch)
HP: 30/30
CMB: +5 CMD: 18
Fort: +2 Reflex: +7 Will: +5
Perception: +9, Low Light Vision
Initiative: +5
Current Weapon in Hand: Scimitar (+7, 1d6+4, 18-20/x2)
Current Conditions in Effect: Weapon Finesse, Dervish Dance
Spells Remaining (1st): 3/4
Spells Remaining (2nd): 1/2

Used Items:
-
Abilities Used:
Battle Dance (2/13)[/sblock]

 

[GlassEye]

Mirra:
”Weathersmith, Weathersmith, hmm? I believe I heard tell of a Weathersmith back when I was a boy. Exceptional painter; all the rage at the time in the courts of the Baronies for royal portraiture. One of your clan? Oh, and I may have some things in my inventory I could use a little professional assistance with.”

When Mirra mentions the jewelry adorning his hat he rolls his eyes up and raises his brows as if he can catch a glimpse of the fish while it is still on his head. He reaches up and touches it with the tips of his fingers. ”My name, certainly. It was a gift of a certain well-to-do lady…”

Jyman Trout pauses and tilts his head listening for something over the rumble of his wagon and the jingle of his horse’s tack. By this time the sun has nearly disappeared behind the hills and the thickening fog muffles the sounds of the forest. The clop of a shoed horse sounds on the stone behind them though the fog makes it difficult to tell exactly how far behind the horsemen might be.

”I’m afraid I’ve misjudged the distance yet to go to reach Castle Danyll and we’ve riders coming up behind. It might be best if you hid along the side of the road.”

A clatter of galloping hooves can be heard very near behind Trout’s cart.

. . . . Jyman Trout . . . .

Tsaaruk, Pirvinia, Samad, Garadh:
Quillian looks tired and nods wearily at Pirvinia’s questions. ”Garadh had a bout with fever last night but now that I’ve been able to regain my spells I can help him out a bit more than I could yesterday.” The druid casts a pair of spells on Garadh. The Lesser Restoration heals the damage the fever caused and the other seems to have been successful at delaying the effects of the disease. ”That should hold until we find a healer tonight.”

Brother Goswald’s estimate of the distance to Castle Danyll seems to be off somewhat as the group is still on the road as the sun drops below the horizon. The fog rising up with the darkness muffles everything and leaves a strange sense of disconnection from the world. With Goswald’s assurance that it isn’t much farther you continue on.

As you travel past sunset the group hears the rumble of a cart or wagon though the fog makes it impossible to tell whether it is behind or ahead of you. The sound seems to move along with you for a little while and then another sound grows louder by the moment; the clatter of galloping hooves coming up behind.

A wild-eyed horse bursts out of the fog, blood flying from its wounded flanks. Its fur-swathed rider sways in the saddle, a gleaming hatchet held in one hand.

. . . Brother Goswald . . .

 

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Tsaaruck maneuvers his horse to intercept the fur-swathed rider. Unsure if the hatchet wielding rider is charging them or fleeing something behind it he does not know. He bellows a warning to the rider "What news. Mind your horse before you get hurt. What are you riding from?"

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Tsaaruck
Initiative +1
AC: 20 (with shield/ Flat:19, Touch: 12)
HP: 54 current: 45
CMB: +9 / CMD: 21 Fort: +7 / Ref: +2 / Will: +2
Resistence: 0
Current Weapon in Hand: Shield & Warhammer
Rage: 12/12

http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Tsaaruk(BIGB)#Finances
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[perrinmiller]

Pirvinia von Lichenstein, Human Female

Pirvinia hung back on her horse, off to the side was preparing her spells. She was ready to fling the one to conjure grease and make the rider’s weapon slippery and hard to hold if necessary. Or she thought of stunning the crazed mount.

She pulled out one of her wands as well. “Can we try calming the horse down?”

Pirvinia was not sure if the rider was really running from something or not, but was getting prepared for either possibility.

[sblock=Mini-stats]Privinia von Lichenstein
Initiative: +8, Perception: +6 (8 with Mazi)
AC: 13 (17 w/ Mage Armor) (Touch 13, Flat-footed 11)
HP: 32 Current: 32
CMD: 12, Fort: +3, Ref: +3, Will: +5 (Add +1 to Saves with Resistance)
Conditions in Effect: Eschew Materials, PBS, Precise Shot, Ring of Sustenance, Mage Armor

Weapon in Hand: Lt Crossbow, Wand of Silent Image
Spells Remaining: 1st Level: 6/8, 2nd Level: 5/5

Mazi
Initiative: +2 Senses: low-light vision; Perception: +13
AC: 19 (Touch 16, flat-footed 17)
HP: 16 Current: 16
Fort: +0, Ref: +4, Will: +6
Conditions in effect: Improved Evasion, Empathic Link
Weapon in Hand: Bite [Att: +8, dmg: 1d2-5(1 non-lethal)]

Combat Trained Light Horse
Initiative: +2 Senses: low-light vision, Scent; Perception: +6
AC: 13 (Touch 9, flat-footed 13)
HP: 15 Current: 15
Fort: +6, Ref: +5, Will: +1
Conditions in effect: War-trained, 50ft movement
Weapon in Hand: 2 Hooves [Att: +3, dmg: 1d4+3][/sblock]

 

[GlassEye]

Jyman Trout pulls on the reins with intent to stop the wagon so Mirra can get out and hide from the brigands following. The wagon slows but the riders behind are much closer than expected and a rider almost runs into the back of the cart. The rider is tall, dark, and thin with wisps of black hair trailing from a cloth pulled across his face.

"Knave! Brigand! Off with you!" yells the grey-bearded, traveling merchant wrapped in woolens and reaching for a heavy staff to threaten Samad with. His voice echoes oddly in the misty night.

Mirra easily recognizes the rider as an elf from the southern desert of E'n, unusual to be found at this latitude and usually with more honor than to take occupation as brigands.

Samad sees the frightened and blustering merchant and a fair-haired young woman dressed in well-worn leathers.

Tsaaruk pulls his mount directly into the path of the charging horse and axe-wielding rider. The horse screams and tries to stop but loses traction on the fog-slick stones of the road and slams into Tsaaruk and his horse. The rider topples from the saddle and lands in Tsaaruk's lap. Tsaaruk gets a glimpse of injuries and features slackened by death before the corpse begins to fall to the ground.

Off to the side Pirvinia catches a glimpse of something just barely within her sight but masked by the fog so that she can't quite make out what it is.

The other mounts mill about, uneasy because of the panicked mount or their midst or whatever lurks just outside the range of their sight. Sam swings his head towards the forest and begins to growl.

. . . . Jyman Trout . . . . . . . Brother Goswald . . .

 

[Systole]

Mirra gently but insistently pushes down on the old merchant's staff. "I don't think these people are knaves or brigands, Mr. Trout," she explains. Turning to the others, she introduces herself. "Hello, I'm Mirra Weathersmith, and this gentlemen is Mister Jynnan Trout, and that gentleman appears to be at best seriously ill, and since none of us seems to know what's circling around in the fog, you'll pardon me if I make some preparations." She draws a small vial from her bandolier and drinks it. Immediately, her skin darkens and roughens.

[sblock=OOC]Drinking Barkskin extract for +2 natural AC. Drawing spear.[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Mirra Weathersmith

AC: 18+2 (13+2 flat-footed, 15 touch)
HP: 28/28
CMB: +4 CMD: 17
Fort: +4 Reflex: +7 Will: +2

Perception: +7
Initiative: +3

Bombs: 10/10
Cognatogen Prepared: Intelligence
1st Level: 4/4
2nd Level: 1/2
Extracts Prepared: None

Current Weapon in Hand: Bomb (+6, x2, 2d6+4)
Current Conditions in Effect: Barkskin

Used Items:
None
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[Commander_Fallout]

Samad quickly pulls on the reins to back up from the old man, confusion in his eyes. He held his hands up, and spoke, "Please, I mean you no harm, if you mean none for us. We are just weary wayfarers, looking to reach the castle. I'm sure we would've kept a distance, had we known you were on this road as well, but this fog makes it near impossible to see, and we are in a hurry."
He nodded to Mirra, "Aye, our friend Garadh is afflicted, and none of us had the talents to cure him."
It was at this moment that the wanderer noticed that everyone else had grown uneasy and rather quiet. He turned to the commotion behind him and saw the panicked beast with a limp form on the ground, still holding onto the reins. He reached for his sword while whispering a prayer, the same he had made earlier that day.
[sblock=OOC]Samad casts Heroism on himself[/sblock]
[sblock=Samad's Mini Stats]

Samad Salil
AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch)
HP: 30/30
CMB: +5 CMD: 18
Fort: +3^ Reflex: +9^ Will: +7^
Perception: +11^, Low Light Vision
Initiative: +5
Current Weapon in Hand: Scimitar (+9^, 1d6+4, 18-20/x2)
Current Conditions in Effect: Weapon Finesse, Dervish Dance, Heroism^
Spells Remaining (1st): 3/4
Spells Remaining (2nd): 0/2

Used Items:
-
Abilities Used:
Battle Dance (2/13)[/sblock]

 

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Tsaaruck loses control of his horse for a moment as they collide with the other horse and rider and the hatchet wielding rider is thrown into his lap and further falls to the ground appearing to be quite dead. Tsaaruk is bounced around a bit and tries to just hold on looking much like a large doll being tossed around by a child.

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ride check if required 1D20 = [3] = 3
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[sblock=mini stats]
Tsaaruck
Initiative +1
AC: 20 (with shield/ Flat:19, Touch: 12)
HP: 54 current: 45
CMB: +9 / CMD: 21 Fort: +7 / Ref: +2 / Will: +2
Resistence: 0
Current Weapon in Hand: Shield & Warhammer
Rage: 12/12

http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Tsaaruk(BIGB)#Finances
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