Q'Barra: Facing Truth Chapter 2


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[sblock]Well, I believe it's too late to. And I am not sure how many I have left, I assume 1 and I'd rather save it for initiative against that Halfling boss.[/sblock]
 

[sblock]Hey all, sorry about the delay. I'll have the outcome of this round up tomorrow. I just built a new computer, which took much longer than I expected, and I just got it online this evening. But, at least it looks awesome and performs like a beast. :D See you all tomorrow![/sblock]
 

Charles darts forward but stumbles as he draws his throwing axe as he moves past the armored man. The man takes the opportunity to knock the axe out of Charles's hand before he can throw it. Charles tries to stop the attempt but can't quite manage to distract the man or keep a tight grip on the axe, and it tumbles to the ground and clatters noisily.

Kaelan discharges the wand and its healing energies course over Catherine. Some of her wounds begin to heal, but she does not regain consciousness.

The armored man slings his sword up and back into its sheath on his back. "Alright, you win kids. I have to give you credit, you've surprised me. Let me tend to your friend here, and I'll give you whatever help I can. I've got some potions for your friends here, if you can give one to Alicia there. I've got the keys to the cell, and some information on the prisoners."

Even as he is talking, he is tending to the wounds on Darrick. Everyone seems a bit surprised, but the man seems to be an expert in first aid. Under his care, the bleeding slows, and then stops. Darrick's eyes flutter open as he regains consciousness.

Trebuchet stands ready with a spell, but the man has made no hostile actions as of yet.

Damage Summary:
Catherine +4 (-2/38)
Darrick +5 (3/41)
 
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[sblock]Curse that natural 1! Well I suppose it's best he lived.[/sblock]

Charles looks at him with suspension. After a few thoughts, he shrugs and he lowers his guard. "A truce? Okay, that can work.
 

Kaelan

Kaelan taps Catherine again with the wand, then speaks to the armored man. "Why would you help us? Why not just surrender yourself?" Kaelan attempts to analyze the man's answer looking for any possible form of deception. "Yes, give us the potions", he adds, "roll them over to us."

[sblock=ooc]Sense motive 21, healing to Catherine 6 [/sblock]
 

Trebuchet glances at his fellows, and from their behavior deduces that the truce is provisionally accepted.

"Standing down," he graciously informs them, and his arm returns to its usual appearance with much mechanical grinding and movement of metal.

"This of course does not reduce my operational readiness, should hostilities recur," he emphasizes.
 

Catherine blinks as Kaelan's magic closes some of her wounds. She tries to take a quick stock of the situation. Seeing that Sepoto is still out, she grabs a potion from her bag and forces it down Sepoto's throat. (Dwarven) "Kaelan, what's the situation? You've got it under control, am I correct?"

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Cure Light Wounds Potion 7
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"Why am I willing to ignore my duty to Janus. Is that what you mean?" The man shakes his head slightly and removes his helmet. The party is a bit surprised, as the man isn't human at all, but actually an orc. His black hair is streaked with gray. Oddly, he has no orcish accent, but in fact a slight Karrnathi one.

Kaelan can sense no deception from the man as he continues to speak. "You heard Alicia's story, right? She wasn't lying. I adopted her as my own after her family was killed. My loyalties are to her alone. Once you brought her down, I had no reason to continue the fight." He points at her. "I can see she is still breathing, so I can get her back up, and get us both out of here. If she stops breathing, I will have no reason to continue to care about anything in this world."

As the party eyes him with suspicion in their eyes, the man reaches into his bag and withdraws four bottles of grayish liquid. He takes three and rolls them towards Kaelan. "There you go. Do me a favor and slide her blade over to me. And then, unhook the two daggers from her back and slide them over. I don't want her trying to hurt anyone and ruin this truce. Then give her one of the potions. As long as you don't hurt her, I have no reason to violate this agreement. If you doubt my intentions, I don't blame you." He smiles faintly. "Ask the prisoners who has been providing them medical attention. I couldn't save them all, but I've kept the ones that I could alive. Despite what Janus wants."

He points to Darrick. "If you have no objections, I'd like to attend to the young man here. He's quite a fighter. I'm impressed with his skill."

The man taps his finger to his chin. "My apologies, I forgot to introduce myself. Must be getting old. My name is Ducerne. Formerly a knight and medic in the service of Karrnath."

While working on Darrick's wounds, he leans down and whispers something to Darrick. "I mean it. Very few people could ever stand against me in battle. Take this, he presses a small key into Darrick's hand, it opens a box back in the barracks. Third bunk down on the left wall. Under the clothes, you'll find a gift. From one knight to another."
 

Trebuchet observes this with curiosity.

"I have noticed," he says, "that you are not the first among your fellows to express dislike of Janus, their leader...and to actively work against his interests when presented with the opportunity. May I ask then, how you came to be in his service in the first place, and why you continue?"
 

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