pneumatik's WotBS 1 - The Scouring of Gate Pass

Trusting in their hosts to provide them a restful night, Korrin will bunk next to Hollister, his trusted blade lying next to him within reach. Korrin sleeps in his armour having grown accustomed to its feeling on his skin.
 

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After eight quiet hours of sleep, you awaken refreshed. Badgerface is awake, looking like he got a lot less sleep than any of you. "The city's pretty quiet," he explains. "There are some people on the streets, but most businesses are closed. As far as the attack goes, we lost. Cost the Resistance a lot of good people. The Town Council surrendered to the Scourge. Fortunately for us, the Scourge is much too big to fit into the Gate Pass so they're still outside the gates. I didn't check every gate, but it looks like they're still not letting non-military people out of the city." He yawns and stretches. "I hope those cots are comfier than they look."

Leaving Badgereye to his afternoon nap, you leave the temple. Like Badgereye said, the streets are less busy than normal for the first day of the new year. After last night, the cool mountain air is pleasantly warm, or at least pleasantly not frigid. The air smells of smoke and charcoal, though all the fires are long-extinguished.

Gabal's school is a little more than a mile away, two city sections to the east away from the Scourge. Before you can even leave the neighborhood the temple of Olidamarra's in, you get your first close-up view of the enemy. A wyvern has fallen onto a house and is lying awkwardly across the roof peak, dead.

Everyone make spot checks.
 

The pampered life of a noble was a difficult one (;)) and Korrin wasn't used to getting anything less than 12 hours sleep. Waking up at this hour, without his coffee and rhutabaga pie for breakfast left the swordsage irritable. Walking with his hands plunged deep in his pockets, Korrin hardly looks up at the sight of the Wyvern.

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spot (1d20+2=8)
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Liiros Tivaniel

Liiros removed his armor and other weighty gear before bedding down for the night, only to go through the slow process of strapping it all back on after a quick breakfast upon snapping out of his trance. When he first drops the trance, he sits up and looks around for a moment, as though he didn't realize he had been in deep meditation. He mutters some prayers to Corellon Larethian after breakfast, and something about "That guy again."

The elf stretches, exercises, and waits around for the others to awaken, then after Badgerface's comment, he asks incredulously "What?! The city has capitulated already?! What cowards! Their forces couldn't have been broken so quickly!" He grumbles about it some more until everyone else is ready to leave.

The elven warrior gets ready and follows the others outside. He reminds the others to hurry so they can check Gabal's School and find a way out of Gate Pass as soon as possible, before the Scourge makes it even more difficult. His sharp elven eyes take notice of the wyvern outside, and he carefully looks around for anything that might still be about.

Spot 19
1d20+2=19
 

Rashelle shook her head as she looked around "I cannot believe it fell so fast." The priestess's eyes are locked upon the wyvern "Though I suppose the odds were rather overwhelming.."


spot (1d20=8)
 


Liiros' and Hollister's keen eyes see a single rope tied to the saddle on the wyvern trailing down to the ground beside the house. The cold winter wind sends undulations through the rope. Footprints in the snow lead away from the rope, around the house, and into a nearby alley where they're hidden by shadow.

The wyvern's rider appears to have survived.
 

Liiros gestures towards the footprints and says quietly "A survivor from the Scourge. Should we pursue them, or just continue to the School? I don't know that they'll do any more damage than the ones who'll enter Gate Pass later to claim their cheap prize, but it might feel good to exact some small justice, for whatever damage that wyvern-rider had likely done earlier to those who didn't just surrender."
 

"As much as I'd love to pursue him or her, I think we must make haste in getting out of the city so we should continue onto the school" Korrin whispers looking up at the footprints
 


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