S@squ@tch's N1: Against the Cult of the Reptile God IC

[Phoenix8008]

Stonefist- Male Dwarven Monk 2 (AC: 15, HP: 11/19)

A few mangled corpses later, Stonefist finally calms down enough to notice the strange and slightly scared looks he is getting from some of those recovering from the battle. Looking around wide-eyed and finally seeing what he has been doing, the dwarf squeezes his staff so tight that his hands vibrate. "What have I...??" Forcibly making his arms obey him again, Stonefist secures his staff on his back and then begins hauling the reptillian corpses out the door and a little away from the building.

After all the creature corpses are removed from the Inn, Stonefist goes inside and finds the nearest utility closet. Ignoring any looks he gets for being where he shouldn't be in the working areas of the Inn, the dwarf grabs a bucket, fills it with water (hot if available), and a scrubbing brush. Carrying all this back out to the main room, he sits beside the first pool of fluids that he squished from the beasts. Dipping the brush into the water, he takes it out and begins to clean the floor thouroughly while scrubbing in circular motions with each hand. This exercise seems to comfort and relax him both mentally and physically.

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

Alessin Greenbond, 4/12 hp, Sickened

Alessin watches the last of the foul lizard people fall under his blade, breathing heavily and wincing at the pain of his wounds. He watches impassively as Stonefist goes to work obliterating the reptilian corpses with his staff. Glancing over at Gideon as he searches the bodies, he asks, "How can you even stand to touch those nauseating things?"

Alessin looks to the newly-deceased traveller, and says in a low voice, "It's too late for this one...Last Chance Tavern, indeed. What of the innkeeper, does he still live?" The rogue moves over to join his fellow elf near Daron. "I am no healer, but it appears that our host may yet pull through. Are any of you skilled in the healing arts? I will help if I can."

OOC: Untrained Heal check to Aid Another, if Krager or anyone else tries to stabilize the innkeeper.

Alessin: Untrained Heal, Aid Another (1d20+0=20) Well, that ought to do it.

 

[Ayden]

Krager (Dwarven priest 11/20)

Krager's efforts to pry his axe from the ribs of the fallen creature was proving to be more taxing than he had anticipated, he would not allow the throbbing in his shoulder or the pain that each breath caused with the broken rib to be a crutch for him to use, and with a final grunt the stubborn bone released its prisoner.

"Priest! Your healing is needed for these fallen ones."

Turning around and seeing one of the elves who had assisted in the defense of the tavern standing above the fallen innkeeper, Krager quickly moved past the others who were dragging the bodies outside, as well as checking them for clan markings by going through their personal effects.

~At least they are thinking ahead...~

Once there, Krager began examining the wound and looking for a clean cloth and a bottle of spirits to wash the area with.


[sblock=Heal roll]Heal check (19)[/sblock]

 

[scranford]

Gideon Novak - Human Mercenary

Gideon, finally recovering his strength after the intensity of the battle, grunts at Alessin's comment, smiles and continues to loot the corpses, searching them for any identifying marks. When he is through he sorts the coins into five equal piles on the table... (Making sure that Alessian's pile is the most gore encrusted), with the leftover coins going to the house to help pay for damages. [8GP and 2SP ea.].

"Here is some loot for everyone who took offense to our ruined supper"! Gideon shouts. "And there's some kind of potions here, might help with the wounds, as that one lizard thingee took one while we were fighting".

Gideon then knocks most of the body parts off his hammer against the table leg, wipes it a bit cleaner on the clothes of one of the Lizard creatures, and resumes his seat at the table; using a crust of bread to sop up the remains of the spilled stew off the table.

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

Alessin Greenbond, 4/12 hp

Alessin crinkles up his nose as he looks over at the filthy coins on the table. He repeats the expression of disgust when he observes Gideon return to his supper as though nothing had happened. He addresses Gideon, saying, "You there, big fellow. Yes, you with the feet! What did you say your name was? Did you locate any clues on those creatures indicating why they may have attacked those children?"

Once Daron has been tended to, Alessin will gather up his daggers and his share of the loot (it may be disgusting, but money is money after all). Then, he will take one of the potions as well, and see if he can confidently identify it as a healing potion. If so, he will drink it.

 

[Phoenix8008]

Finished with cleaning up the mess which he made, Stonefist goes to see to the bodies of the children who were the cause of this days dark work. Lifting up their light bodies in his arms, he asks those locals in the Inn if anyone can identify who these children are or where they may have come from. "They were in trouble and seeking help. They spoke the name of Orlane, so to there I must go and give aid in their memory." , Stonefist swears his vow. After dealing with the bodies, he notices the coinage on the table, one stack set aside for him. 'Little do I need it for, but take it I shall to put towards a better use than those creatures...' Gathering up his share of coin, he tucks it away in his beltpouch.

 

[airwalkrr]

Ari glares at Gideon, How can you possibly think of money at a time like this!? The inn has just been attacked and several wounded and dead lie upon the ground and you sit there counting coins and slurping soup. The elf huffs in an air of indignation and moves over to the pile of coins and potions. At least some good may come from your greed. If any of these potions can heal we might be able to revive some of the fallen.

OOC: Ari attempts to identify the potions using Spellcraft.

16 fail
21 fail
16 fail
27 success!

If the one he identified is a healing potion, he will administer it to the innkeeper, assuming he is still alive.

 

[airwalkrr]

While I'm thinking about it, the elf continues, Those beasts mentioned something about their actions being for a lizard goddess. Does that mean anything to anyone? I've heard tell of uncouth monsters having their own depraved deities, but I'm not sure if I recall much of this lizard goddess.

Knowlege (religion): 12

 

[Phoenix8008]

"I am not sure if I could remember anything like that, assuming that I was taught it in the first place by the other monks." Stonfist replies to Ari.


OOC: Knowledge(Religion) check (1d20+1=15)

 

[scranford]

Gideon Novak - Human Mercenary

Gideon looks at the haughty elf with disinterest.

"I'm not a healer or a Priest". "And obviously those things don't need the money any longer". "And the stew is getting cold, I'm still hungry, and it dosen't look like the inkeeper is going to give me more anytime soon". "When you've lived as I have you learn to take advantage of opportunities presented, and not sit around wringing your hands". "We humans don't have hundreds of years to sit around and analyze everything".

Gideon begins to reach for Ari's share of the wealth.

"And since your guilt makes it so difficult for you to accept the reality of the situation, maybe I should just hold on to your share of the loot, till your concience will let you spend it". Or you get hungry enough...

Gideon then belched deeply and smiles his gap toothed smile at the indignent elf.