renau1g's Red Hand of Doom

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Zazz nods in agreement with Sascha's words. The elf wasn't a diplomat, and if Sascha was skilled along those lines, he wouldn't certainly let the man take the lead in negotiations.

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The elf jumps out of her skin as the unnatural voice behind her speaks.

Her hand immediately goes to the hilt of her blade and she leaps off of the cart and turns to face the creature.

"What IS that thing?"
she exclaims,"and why is it now talking?"
 

[sblock=Awesome Party]Sascha curses silently at the twig, but notes something about the giant. Listening to it and to Zazz, he breaks out in pitch perfect Giant that sounds little like Sascha's normal voice. We are but humble travelers, as my friend here asserts. We have none to do with the events long ago at the Keep nor with any more recent. Do you speak of ills past or present?

OOC: I can start roll'n Bluffs + Diplomacy whenever its appropriate...[/sblock]

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Feel free to roll a Diplomacy check, unless you were involved in the attack before and I don't know about it ;).
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Hurrow, in the form of a black eagle, sits in a nearby tree. When the humble man's manner of speech changed, the bird cocked it's feathered head at the man. Hurrow then returns his attention to the task at hand, ready if the thing turns hostile.
 

"The name is Scavenger. I traveled with a cleric and some other heroes, before we met Sir Conrad.
... Can I help you?"
Scavenger says, carefully not to provoke the elf.


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tats:
AC=20 Touch=13 Flat-Footed=19

Fort:+2 Refl:+4 Will:+5

HP: 57/57 Dmg Red: 2/bludgeoning and magic

Spells Per Day (Save DC 13 + spell level):
1st - 6/6
2nd - 4/6
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"Oh," says Zazz suddenly, as if coming to realize something. "Sascha, what about the gauntlet?" The elf turns his attention back to the giant, and speaks again in giantish. "We found a gauntlet, enhanced with spikes and magic, in a size that would only fit your mighty hand. Might it belong to you?"
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Virashil

The hair on the back of her neck still crawled at the sight of the creature.

"What do you mean - you travelled with a cleric and others before you met Sir Conrad?"

"Were you....conscious, or just travelling on the cart? What is it that you.....do?"
 

[sblock=Awesome Party!!]Sasha nods at the suggestion and continues to speak in Giant. <We had nothing to do with the keep, sirrah.>

OOC: Mediocre Diplomacy: 10[/sblock]
 

Cooler party

"Milady, may I present Scavenger. A potent being of spirit and magic. Scavenger, the Lady Virashil, a fellow campaigner for all that is right and true in the world." Sir Conrad smiles broadly as if courtly introductions of undead constructs were a great pleasure for him.

"Scavenger, we liberated the Keep where Virashil and her ladyship's companions were engaged against the hobgoblins of the Red Hand. Sascha is scouting ahead with an elf and a druid to try and gain some information from a giant on the road ahead. The Red Hand is amassing an army on the far side of the river. There is a choke point ahead at the bridge crossing and we are going to evaluate it. Others of our band went back to the town and you stopped . . . animating . . . before we came upon the keep. Oh and the Wyrmlord sorcerer turned out to be a bugbear, who escaped. Presumably to alert the main army of his band's defeat and that there are significant defenders on this side of the river."
 

"Milady, may I present Scavenger. A potent being of spirit and magic. Scavenger, the Lady Virashil, a fellow campaigner for all that is right and true in the world."

Virashil looks askance at the knight.

"A fellow campaigner for all that is right and true in the world?" she says.

"So let me get this straight...you, and this undead appearing construct are campaigning for righteousness and truth?"

She continues to look quite quizzically between the two.

"Are our definitions of truth and righteousness the same?"
 

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