[LPF] Scourge of the Howling Horde

[mfloyd3]

OOC: I think the plan was to head back toward the surface. Agno wanted to do his augury in sight of the sky.

My suggestion would be that we find a place a short distance uphill from the entrance, where we can watch it without being observed. Say, in some bushes or a copse of trees. Those who need to ready prepared spell slots can do it while the others stand watch.

 

[ScorpiusRisk]

That plan works for me.

 

[Systole]

OOC: Sure. Sounds good. Sylla will sort the crap out, Boots will stand guard. What we might want to do when we go back in is use Bronk's room as a treasury. Drop everything in there, lock the door, go out through the secret passage. Otherwise, I think we're looking at encumbrance.

 

[mfloyd3]

OOC: I like the idea of depositing the bulky items in the Bank of Bronk, but let's make sure to hold on to the cash at least.

 

[perrinmiller]

GM: Assuming those of you that recently posted are ready to move along, I will accelerate the scene to your return to the lair after an hour's rest. I will wait for GE to post again to ensure that he is ready as well.

 

[GlassEye]

Agno settles down onto the ground and gazes up at the sky choosing a quadrant for taking the auspices. He mutters quietly in a language foreign to his companions praying for revelation from Issolatha. Staring up at the empty sky his eyes grow wide and glaze and he lets his breath out in a long sigh.

"Ahhh... yes."

After the greater part of an hour has passed the tengu shakes his head and blinks rapidly several times in succession. He continues to gaze at the sky though now it seems he is actually seeing what is happening and no longer in trance. He is tensing himself to stand when a small hawk stoops some small creature not far away. Agno pauses and tilts his head to watch. The hawk takes flight, mouse clutched in claws, and flies directly to Agno. It drops the mouse in front of the cleric and lands awkwardly on the ground returning Agno's stare with large orange-red eyes.

Agno sits frozen afraid to startle the creature but finally, slowly, reaches out and takes up the dead mouse. He carefully rips the mouse open and pops a small piece of meat into his mouth then offers the rest back to the falcon. The falcon snatches it back and tears into it tossing it aside when he finishes. The falcon continues to stare at Agno and Agno quickly wraps his cloak around his arm and offers it to the bird. It hops up onto Agno's arm and Agno's feathers ruffle in excitement as he turns to his companions.

"Issolatha has, hurrr... opened a new path to me and sent a guide for my journey! Let us finish this task set before us!"



[sblock=Actions/OOC]
Standard --
Move --[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]Agno Phoenicus
Initiative: +3
AC: 16 (13 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 15 Current: 15
CMB: +1 CMD: 14 Fort: +4 Reflex: +3 Will: +7 (+9 vs. Charm & compulsion effects)
Speed: 40 ft.

Current Weapon in Hand: short bow
Ammo (Arrows): 31/40 remaining
Current Conditions in Effect:

Lightning Arc: 3/6 Remaining
Channel Energy: 2/4 remaining
Agile Feet: 6/6 remaining
Hawkeye: 3/6 remaining

Cleric Spells:
Spells Remaining: 1st Level 1/3
Spells Prepared:
1st level: bless, divine favor, longstrider (D)
0-level: guidance, light, stabilize

Druid Spells:
Spells Remaining: 1st Level 3/3
Spells Prepared:
1st level: cure light wounds, cure light wounds, aspect of the falcon (D)
0-level: detect magic, detect poison, flare[/sblock]

 

[mfloyd3]

Iago looks up from his work, absently pulling off the stained and charred leather gloves he wears for work. He watches the approach of the falcon, mesmerized. The exchange between Agno and the bird seems to him a thing of great beauty.

He looks down at his apparatus, and stoppers a small flask of newly synthesized green liquid. He tucks it away in his belt and begins taking apart the pieces of his apparatus. Unconsciously, he lets his hands do the work as he looks away. His methods seem so crude and ugly by comparison to what he has just witnessed.

 

[Systole]

As the hawk flies down to the priest, Sylla watches without expression. "Hmph," Boots says. "You see? That bird brings mouse to his boss, and Agno appreciates it. But I hunt down a whole mighty stag all by myself and you won't touch it."

"You found a the rotting carcass of sickly deer that had drowned in a mud pit and lain there for a week."

Boots chuffs. "Yeah, so? There was still plenty of good meat on it. And I was the one who sniffed it out with my exquisite sense of smell."

"It reeked for a half a league in every direction. An exquisite sense of smell was not required." Sylla closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "Your goddess seems satisfied, priest. Let's hunt."

When no one appears to be watching, Boots slinks over to the remainder of the mouse and gobbles it down.


[sblock=Mini Stats]Sylla the Grim
AC: 18 (14 flat-footed, 14 touch)
HP: 16/16
CMB: +3 CMD: 17
Fort: +0 Reflex: +4 Will: +3
Perception: +2
Initiative: +4

Current Weapon in Hand: None
Current Conditions in Effect: None
Spells Remaining (1st): 0


Boots
AC: 18 (16 flat-footed, 12 touch)
HP: 18/20
CMB: +4 CMD: 16 (20 vs. Trip)
Fort: +4 Reflex: +5 Will: +0
Perception: +5 (Scent)
Initiative: +2

Current Weapon in Hand: Natural weapons
Current Conditions in Effect: None[/sblock]

 

[ScorpiusRisk]

Denizel does as he's told and keeps watch through most of Agno's meditation. Religion was fine and all, but he much preferred to worship the gods when it convenient to his schedule, and right now he wanted to get moving. So impatient. . . he'll learn.

As people started packing up he turned his attention back to the group and chose not to comment on the sight of the new bird.

[sblock=Denizel's Stats]Denizel
AC: 16 (14 flat-footed, 12 Touch) (not adjusted for new armor)
HP: 14 Current: 12
CMB: 0 CMD: 12 Fort: +0 Reflex: +5 Will: +4
Speed: 20'

Current Weapon in Hand:Crossbow/Wand of Cure Light Wounds 7 charges
Current Conditions in Effect:

Bardic Performance: 4/10 rounds per day

Spells Remaining: 1st level 2/3
Spells Known: 1: Charm Person (DC 15), Disguise Self, Hideous Laughter (DC 15)
0: Daze (DC 14), Detect Magic, Light, Message, Prestidigitation
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[perrinmiller]

With a little rest, you have learned a few things and made some preparations to continue onwards. The time flies and everything appears to be as you left it. There are no goblin sallies forth while you stand watch and the bodies remain decomposing where you left them as you return to the hallway intersection leading towards the spider cave.

[sblock=Updated Map]

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GM: I provided a map update with you all on it, but that's only for your reference as you move back into the lair.