Spider's Path

[ghostcat]

At the mention of bed Trinham yawns and says "Good. I have have had a really bad day and if I don't sit down soon I'll fall down. Good night all." With that, Trinham unpacks his bedroll and blanket and lays down at the opposite side of the fire from Lora.

 

[HolyMan]

Waking to a slightly foggy morning the group enjoys a quick breakfast of sausage and bread that Martomum brought along. While everyone eats the old dwarf pulls out the chest he got from the ettercap's lair. "Gather 'ounds, gather 'ounds." he says to the eating group. "Dis be da ames 'hest me an a me rends lost ta las times we's met da Madd Eatercaps. Seems dat he nay cuild opens it." he continues placing the retangular chest on the ground. A small morning breeze makes the cobwebs caught on it's handles flow around the wooden box.

Pointing the chest in the groups direction Martomum pulls back the lid, "Nothin' easier givin times an a rite tools." Martomum says with a slight grin. Looking at the open chest, the group see four pieces of parchment sitting next to two cyrstal vials. Grabbing up the parchments Martomum reveals that they were sitting atop a pile of gold coins. "Dis alls be 'art of the 'ward we gets fur takin' care of de "gnoll menace" Bah!" the dwarf says holding the scrolls in a fist. "Lex said dees were lows magics but he wuild, 'finds a use fur tem'," the dwarf says trying to mock Dellex's voice. "Wells he nay wanted dem or ta returns ta get tem back so tey be nay longer his." "Here," he says handing the scrolls to Jareth. "Ye and da rothers see wat ye can do wit tees."

Then the dwarf takes out the two vials, holding one in each hand and looking at them. "Fallon made dees wit is own hands. Sid da be fir hosever needs dem da most." The clear vials have a light blue liquid inside them. "Nay nuff fir everone buts sum shuild 'old em ta see as needs. 'Ere," he says handing one vial to Claude and another to Aidan. "Tease wills heal sumeones a little shuild tey needs it." After passing out the items he closes the lid to the chest, that is now only filled with gold, and takes a look about. "We's will divide em up ta coin a later day. Nows..."

Walking up to a respectful distance from the group Long Year's starts yipping at Martomum. "Readies ye be?" the dwarf says then remembers to yip back, with an added growl and bark. "Onesons cim 'ere laddie." the dwarf says going over to stand near Year's Long.

The dwarf and gnoll shaman stand side by side as the young warrior moves to stands before them. Year's Long starts yipping and barking at Onesumis, and Martomum looks to be the translator. *Growl,bark,bark,roof* "A wurrir bees 'rave an a strongs." the dwarf says almost in a cant, as Year's Long starts to remove the pendant around his neck. *Growl,bark,bark,yip* "A wurrir bees testid, an a wit 'onors." Year's Long holds the pendant by it's leather cord before Onesimus. The cord has blue and red beads on it broken up by sharp teeth between them, it appears that two new teeth were recently added to the cord. The silver medallion has runes about it that looked like they were scratched into the metal. *Growl,bark,bark,woof* "An a wurrirs bees mercfull an a trues." The gnoll bows forward offering the pendant to Onesimus. "Year's Long say dis be fir ye, it 'longs ta a trues wurrir."

[sblock=OOC]
Tearsure:
4 scrolls
2 potions
?? gold
picture of amulet

[U]After Combat Update[/U]
Lora                     9/9 
Jareth                  10/10   -2 STR
Claude                  [COLOR=yellow]14[/COLOR]/19  
Trinham                  [COLOR=orange]9[/COLOR]/11   DEX = 4
Onesimus                 [COLOR=orange]9[/COLOR]/13 
Aidan                   16/16   -3 STR
 
* resting the night already added in to figures

[/sblock]

 

[Sphyh]

Onesimus looks almost in shock when the dwarf calls him over to converse with shaman. He receives the amulet with a returning bow and slips it over his neck. He examines the amulet and looks back to the shaman. "Thank you. This will be a constant reminder to be a true warrior." Is all he can manage to say with a slight bow and an offered forearm to the gnoll.

Onesimus as the end of the conversation thanks the shaman again and Martumum for translating. He then sits down at the camp and examines the new amulet while its around his neck and begins to reflect on the shamans words. "Belongs to a true warrior."

 

[Frozen Messiah]

Claude lay in his bed roll trying to understand his dream the night before. He was standing in a place that was filled with a pure white fog, alomst like being in a cloud. When he looked down he saw that his hands glowed with a green light, it reminded him of the energy he channles to smite creatures. Then he hears, like a million voices talking at once, the words "The hands that destroy wil also come to heal" ringing through that place then he woke up suddenly in a sweat. He quickly regained his composure and began eating.

Claude looks up from hs food while still thinking about his dream to see Matomum with the chest. "Many thanks my friend for these poitions, Je suis certain that these wil become useful" Claude says as he takes the potion, "I don't want to seem disrespectful for this gift but may I ask one of our arcane comrades to identify it, please?"

 

[Theroc]

Aidan's dreams were jumbled, generally a mashup of his childhood, of winning glory and riches during this campaign, as well as Lora and he becoming a bit more than friends. When he woke, Aidan shook his head at his strange dreams, knowing that the chances were greater he'd be buried under Treylorian soldiers than he would be at any real success.

As Martomum spoke, Aidan nodded, catching... most of what the dwarf said. "Uh, thank ye Martomum. I'm wonderin' now if we shoul' talk 'bout the plans for the day... since... the gnolls might be of help if Treylorians are here... and we know Lord Bairan is not here....an' we need ta warn tha Manor too..."

 

[HolyMan]

Jareth takes the first scroll and unrolls it as Trinham and Lora gather round him. "I- I can't read this," he says looking at the arcane words on the parchment. He hands one scroll over to Trinham and another to Lora.

Martomum nods to the gnoll shaman before joining the group as they finish breakfast. "Wes be spitin-ups," the dwarf says as he takes and starts packing up his gear. "Me's an a Grayhair, be gonna go wit Year's Long. Ye all 'ead ta Harkon. Ye shuild be dare by nite." Coming to the chest the dwarf starts to shake his head. "Ta 'ig ta takes," he mumbles. Taking a small pouch out of his pack the dwarf fills it with coins and then empties the rest that are in the chest into a sack. He places the sack of coins in his backpack and stands with the small pouch in his hand.

"Nows ye needs get tear an a worn dim." He says as he approaches the three magic-users, "Dis be da groops coin, an I's be puttin ye in charge," he says as he hads the pouch to Lora. "Of it's an a groop. Mays be a guid spear-ence fir ye."

"Well greenies quits ye gawkin' an a starts walkin'." the dwarf says hefting his own pack and turning to head deeper in the woods.

[sblock=ooc] Darn Jareth doesn't have read or detect magic guess I was wrong on that. Was going to have him read them than pass them out. Need to review rules hate giving out treasure that he may not be able to use. Well Lora likes to step up and take charge lets see what develops when she doesn't need to do the stepping.

Told you Sphyh, I am all about character development. LOL [/sblock]

 

[Sphyh]

Onesimus is still examining his new amulet when the dwarf begins to give orders. He soon lets the necklace be and stands as the dwarf addresses the party. At the mention of Lora being in charge and the one holding the coin he slightly raises his right eyebrow and breathes a slight sigh. Before the dwarf leaves he quickly interjects. "Martumum, when should we expect you at the manor by?"

After the dwarf and gnolls leave Onesimus gathers his gear and squares his pack on his back. He looks Lora in the eyes and says with a slight nod and a monotone voice. "At your word we leave."

[sblock=ooc]
HM i am slowly learning that about you lol
[/sblock]

 

[Myth and Legend]

Lora had not slept well last night - the cold, hard ground and the morning dew dampening her blanket had ensured it. The girl woke up bitter, with a strong yearning for a hot bath and a clean change of clothes.

She was met with a surprisingly good breakfast and an interesting decision by Martoumum. As much as Lora disliked socializing, deep down she loved making decisions, being in charge and being challenged. It was in her blood, and it made her happy, even if the lass tried not to show it.

When Mart handed her the pouch, the young girl weighted it carefully, trying to guess how much gold was inside. However, her attention was quickly snatched away by the Arcane items that were presented, and for a moment the Wizard in her overwhelmed both the pouting teenager and the female leader.

"It would have been much easier to identify those had you told me last night, before I prepared my spells for today. - Lora threw a sideways glance at the Dwarf. - Now, let me see what I can do about these without the aid of Read Magic. Oh, hand me the potions as well, i have some basic training in Alchemy, I might recognize them."

Lora concentrated on the items, trying to decipher the arcane energies that made them special. After staring at each one, a process that took several minutes, the girl rubbed her temples and shook her head, with a slight blush on her cheeks. "I can't manage to concentrate at all!" Lora hated admitting her own failures.

Onesimus's tone did not aggravate Lora, she looked at him with a calm face and nodded, keeping her eyes on his new amulet for a brief moment. "Yes, I want Trinham to make an attempt at identifying the items first. A few minutes spent on this could prove invaluable later on, especially regarding the scrolls."

[sblock]Hehe good call! As i said, Lora is modeled after several things IRL, one of which being the Aries astrological sign, and those people LOVE being in charge and being challenged Now, since i didn't get a change to tell you my prepared spells last time (i was waiting on a reply from Aidan), here are the ones i would have chosen prior to knowing i'd need two Read Magics:

0 level: Daze, Resistance, Message, Dancing Lights
1 level: Enlarge Person, Sleep, Benign Transposition

Now for the rolls:

To determine how much gold is in the bag: wis or int check? It should be secret from Lora anyway

Reading scrolls without Read Magic: Spellcraft DC is 20+spell lvl

To attempt at reading Scroll #1: Spellcraft: 1d20+11=17
To attempt at reading Scroll #2: Spellcraft: 1d20+11=16
To attempt at reading Scroll #3: Spellcraft: 1d20+11=19
To attempt at reading Scroll #4: Spellcraft: 1d20+11= 20

These took a full round each. Can retry tomorrow.

Identifying a potion, DC 25.

To attempt at IDing potion #1: Spellcraft: 1d20+11=19
To attempt at IDing potion #2: Spellcraft: 1d20+11=12

These took a minute each. No retry.

... Wow, IC is on a hating spree today [/sblock]

 

[Sphyh]

While Lora is trying to identify the various magical items Onesimus begins to think. Maybe this amulet has some magical properties to it. I mean the owner was a shaman after all. He looks at the three arcane oriented party members all standing around trying to figure out what the scrolls and potions were exactly. He interjects. "I know yall are... we I don't exactly know what it is your doin but I was hoping maybe you could tell me if this amulet was special or something? No rush either... er..... regardless it is a fine gift." He adds with a slight look in the direction of the dwarf.

 

[Myth and Legend]

Lora handed over the items to the others and unfastened her ponytail, letting her straight, shiny black hair flow down below her shoulders for a moment.

"I'm afraid I cannot be of assistance today, I need a Detect Magic spell to even guess what kind of magic it uses, if any. Better yet, we need an Identify spell to truly know what it does. - Lora paused as she bit the piece of red string she was using to tie her hair up, and using both hands, proceeded to gather all the stray locks and hairs in to a tight ponytail. When she was done, the girl held the gathered hair with her left hand and took the cord with her right, and started slowly tying it around the stub, so that it was fastened tightly. - Better yet, why don't you go and ask the Gnoll if it is indeed magical. He should know."

[sblock]Without an Identify spell we can't help Onesimus, since using Spelcraft to ID an item is an Epic use of the skill [/sblock]