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NOW LIVE! Into the Woods--new character species, eerie monsters, and haunting villains to populate the woodlands of your D&D games.
Storms of Change [IC]
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Zanock draws his falchion boldly, making sure everyone can see him. Devan pulls out an arrow, and Filbert draws his crossbow. Dunathar dismounts, loads his crossbow, and moves behind Mirena’s wagon. He finds this difficult to do since the wagon is moving, but hustling along in front of it, squeezed between the wagon and the horses, he's hidden pretty well. Manzanita spurs her horse to the front of the caravan to find Darien. Rowyn waits for the creatures to get closer before taking any action.
When the big orc draws his falchion, a deep, gruff voice comes from the mist. “Hold! We no harm! We travelers!”
Coming out of the mist is a band of heavily armed orcs, mounted on large lizards. You can see scale mail under their cloaks, and they have medium shields, great axes, javelins, and longbows.
Their riding lizards are new to you. You’ve not seen or heard of anything like them before. They are the size of horses, with sharp teeth, clawed feet and long tails.
"We no harm you, you no harm us, yes?" the one who looks like a leader says. He studies the caravan and its defenses with interest. His eyes widen a little at the sight of Zanock, but he says nothing.
The orcs are now 100 feet from the rear wagon. Manzanita just arrived at the front of the caravan. The Trade Road is 30 feet wide. The caravan is travelling down the center of it. Beyond that the ground looks wet and soggy.
When the big orc draws his falchion, a deep, gruff voice comes from the mist. “Hold! We no harm! We travelers!”
Coming out of the mist is a band of heavily armed orcs, mounted on large lizards. You can see scale mail under their cloaks, and they have medium shields, great axes, javelins, and longbows.
Their riding lizards are new to you. You’ve not seen or heard of anything like them before. They are the size of horses, with sharp teeth, clawed feet and long tails.
"We no harm you, you no harm us, yes?" the one who looks like a leader says. He studies the caravan and its defenses with interest. His eyes widen a little at the sight of Zanock, but he says nothing.
The orcs are now 100 feet from the rear wagon. Manzanita just arrived at the front of the caravan. The Trade Road is 30 feet wide. The caravan is travelling down the center of it. Beyond that the ground looks wet and soggy.
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Devan with arrow ready to fly, speaks up. First to the caravan. "Slow down for a minute, if they want to catch us they can. Their mounts are obviously faster."
He then looks around for any potential ambush on are flanks. {Spot +2}
Then to the orcs. "What is your business? We don't want any trouble." he shouts back.
"They are about 100 feet away, I got that all day. Just give me a reason.", Devan thinks to himself.
He then looks around for any potential ambush on are flanks. {Spot +2}
Then to the orcs. "What is your business? We don't want any trouble." he shouts back.
"They are about 100 feet away, I got that all day. Just give me a reason.", Devan thinks to himself.
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Devan holds his bow, his arrow ready to fly. He calls for the caravan to stop. Mirena sets this in motion by calling down the line. It will take a while for the command to travel down the line, and Mirena doesn’t look like she’s about to stop until the whole caravan stops (that will take two rounds).
Devan takes his eyes off the orcs for a moment to glance to the sides. He sees only more rain, mist, and hilly terrain. He can’t see very far.
As the orcs advance closer and see Devan with his bow drawn, the leader bares his teeth and snarls angrily. You’ve heard stories of the natural aggressiveness that orcs display, and get the feeling that these orcs are not at all averse to fighting. Several of the orcs reach for their bows too, but their leader stops them. “I say hold!” Then turning to Devan, “Put bow away human! Unless you want fight!” His thickly muscled arm moves to the hilt of his great axe, but he doesn’t draw it.
Then the orcs spot Etherial, and you see the bloodlust in their eyes. Several orcs reach for their weapons, eager to slay an elf, but the leader yells once again “HOLD!” Etherial retreats further up the caravan.
The orc leader watches Etherial ride off, then turns back to Devan. “Why you threaten us? You want fight? Put bow away!” Then to Filbert and Zanock, “All weapons away! You want fight?”
The orcs are now 75 feet away. You see eight of them.
Turning back to Devan, “You very brave. How many guards you have?”
Devan takes his eyes off the orcs for a moment to glance to the sides. He sees only more rain, mist, and hilly terrain. He can’t see very far.
As the orcs advance closer and see Devan with his bow drawn, the leader bares his teeth and snarls angrily. You’ve heard stories of the natural aggressiveness that orcs display, and get the feeling that these orcs are not at all averse to fighting. Several of the orcs reach for their bows too, but their leader stops them. “I say hold!” Then turning to Devan, “Put bow away human! Unless you want fight!” His thickly muscled arm moves to the hilt of his great axe, but he doesn’t draw it.
Then the orcs spot Etherial, and you see the bloodlust in their eyes. Several orcs reach for their weapons, eager to slay an elf, but the leader yells once again “HOLD!” Etherial retreats further up the caravan.
The orc leader watches Etherial ride off, then turns back to Devan. “Why you threaten us? You want fight? Put bow away!” Then to Filbert and Zanock, “All weapons away! You want fight?”
The orcs are now 75 feet away. You see eight of them.
Turning back to Devan, “You very brave. How many guards you have?”
