[LPF] Scourge of the Howling Horde

[mfloyd3]

"I thought everyone knew the difference between a dragon and a drake," shrugs Iago. His experience in Master Talgallow's laboratory has apparently given him a somewhat skewed perception of things. "But if any of them do know, it'll cost us our bonus. It's safer to stick to the truth. We'll take the drake's head, though, just to prove them we've done them a service by clearing it out for them. Makes it harder for them to claim we didn't live up to our contract."

 

[ScorpiusRisk]

"Yes I'd vote for both as well." Denizel says with a nod. "That dwarf looks like he's been through an adventure or two."

 

[perrinmiller]

You make your way back to the scene of the battle with the drake. You find that maggots and small animals have already started in on the smelly carcass.

 

[mfloyd3]

Iago has dealt with many repulsive creatures before, starting with his former master and extending all through the animal, vegetable and mineral kingdoms. He swings his axe in an arc to sever the beast's head, then sticks a fallen branch up its neck in a thoroughly professional manner. He puts his axe away, needing his hands free to carry the dragon head on a stick. He places it over his shoulder, seeming to know just the right angle to insure that the gore drips onto the forest floor instead of his shoulder.

He resumes walking as casually as if he had just stopped at a stream to refill his wasterskin.

 

[Systole]

On the way back to the village, Sylla slowly falls in next Iago, with Boots beside her. A long minute goes by before she speaks. "Alchemist..." she begins, and then pauses. "You ... you have been useful, so I shall tell you something: You fear power. You fear the price you pay for power. And Boots fears the price you pay, as well. I know you have noticed."

Boots nods. "I don't like the other Iago."

"Know this, alchemist: Boots is a fool." The darkwolf begins to protest, but Sylla speaks over him. "Never hesitate to take whatever power you can, no matter the cost. The price of powerlessness is always worse than the price of power." She spits the words, as if there's something deep and unpleasant in her history that brought her to this conclusion.

Having said what she wanted to say, she speeds up, attempting to put some distance between herself and Iago.

 

[GlassEye]

Agno trots along enjoying the ability to stretch his legs without the constraint of closed in places and slow companions. He glances back and realizes that he's moved a bit farther ahead than he intended but Sylla takes off from the group and Agno slows down. She catches up and Agno is about to say something to the elf but she doesn't stop.

Agno falls back to the others. "Hurrr... she's angry again." From the tone of his voice he's confused but has given up trying to figure out why Sylla is angry all the time.

Keeling continues to circle above and serve as scout for the group.


• • • • Agno Phoenicus • • • •

[sblock=Mini Stats]Agno Phoenicus
Initiative: +3
AC: 16 (13 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 29 Current: 29
CMB: +3 CMD: 16 Fort: +6 Reflex: +5 Will: +9 (+11 vs. Charm & compulsion effects)
Speed: 40 ft. (50 ft. with Longstrider)

Current Weapon in Hand: shortbow
Ammo (Arrows): 28/40 remaining
Current Conditions in Effect: longstrider (2/3 hours remaining)

Lightning Arc: 6/7 Remaining
Channel Energy: 2/4 remaining
Agile Feet: 7/7 remaining
Hawkeye: 6/7 remaining

Cleric Spells:
Spells Prepared:
1st level: bless, divine favor, longstrider (D)
0-level: guidance, light, stabilize

Druid Spells:
Spells Prepared:
2nd level: flaming sphere, lesser restoration, eagle's splendor (D)
1st level: cure light wounds, faerie fire, shillelagh, aspect of the falcon (D)
0-level: detect magic, detect poison, flare, resistance[/sblock]

 

[mfloyd3]

Iago's eyes narrow as he considers the elf's words, but he seems thoughtful rather than resentful. He looks down and notices Boots still padding along beside him.

"There is only one Iago," he says, as if explaining something. He returns to his thoughts.

 

[perrinmiller]

OOC: Sorry, I was pretty busy these past two days, and posting light to catch up.

After a few hours, the buildings of Barrow's Edge come into view and dusk is settling in. You were just starting to get fatigued, but glad the excursion is coming to an end. The surge of renewed energy at seeing your destination has staved off the worst of your tiredness.

 

[mfloyd3]

Iago looks to Denizel. He realizes the group is arriving at the town bearing a dead dragon and the severed head of a drake on a stick. He senses there may be room for some theater here, but knows this is not his forte.

"Well?" He asks the bard.

 

[ScorpiusRisk]

Denizel nods and jogs a little to the head of the group. Once the town is a bit close, he cups his hands around mouth and shouts. "We heard you had a dragon problem! Come Barrow's Edge! Come see the problem that no longer is! Come see your dragon slayers!"