Tests and Trials (Manzanita Judging)

[Rae ArdGaoth]

Devlin's Party: You all manage to sneak away from the goblinoids. You are now in the first clearing with the tower in it.

Devlin: [sblock]Your keen ears hear shrill cries and shouts to the west.[/sblock]

 

[Dungannon]

Devlin Magruder, human rogue 3

Back at the base camp, Devlin shows the sack he took from the goblinoid camp to Cryndo and Malen. "I found this in one of their tents. There's some papers in here with writing on it, but I can't make it out. Maybe one of you can. In the meantime, I'm going to see if the noises I'm hearing from the western woods are our companions."

With that, Devlin hands the bag to Malen and takes off at a jog toward the western edge of the clearing, pausing only long enough to take out his crossbow and reload it.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

OOC: Devlin will not reach the others for a few rounds.

Jasper's turn.

 

[Tassadar]

Jasper screams at the top of his lungs "GOTCHA!!!!!" as the bolt enters into the weasel. As he screams, Jasper loads his crossbow and looks around for his next victim. Noticing the hobbled weasel entering the fray, Jasper takes careful aim and once again lets a bolt fly, this time it is aimed at the cold-stricken weasel.

[sblock]Scream, Load crossbow, Fire Crossbow(H7), Pray...
+1 to hit (+5 modifier, -4 shooting into melee), 1d6 damage.[/sblock]

 

[Enkhidu]

Malen, Dwarf Wiz1

Malen gives Cryndo a sidelong look. "Wonder what that's all about?" he says before setting the bag on the ground to uncock his crossbow. "Better you keep an eye on where those gobbos lie while I take a look at what Devlin's brought."

With that, Malen rummages through the bag.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

Luthiel's Party: Jasper's bolt zips towards its target, but the slowed weasel miraculously jerks to the side, contorting its lithe form weirdly around the crossbow quarrel.

Luthiel's turn.

Devlin's Party: Devlin quietly sneaks through the wilderness towards the noises, hardly making a sound himself.

Malen digs through the bags and finds a bloodstained dagger, parchment inscribed with strange, foreign characters, writing utensils and a small pouch of copper & silver. A quick count of the money gives the dwarf 7 silver and 15 copper. Though he tries, he cannot even begin to decipher the written characters on the paper. Perhaps given time (and a library!) he could do it, but here on the field it would be impossible.

 

[scout989]

Luthiel Farandar Elven Rogue1

Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, Luthiel attempts to pierce the weasel that is still attached to him, stumbling away from the crippled one before him in his urgency to be done with the nasty little buggers.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

Luthiel jabs with his rapier, turning the last weasel still attached to him into a shish-kabob. It sqeals and then falls limp. The other weasel, still seemingly dazed, takes a lazy bite at Luthiel's leg and misses.

Garrit's turn.

 

[Animus]

Garrit Kelspire, Paladin 1 of Hyrag

<<Garrit steps to the closest weasel and attacks it with his longsword.>>

Garrit shouts, "Hah!" and slashes at the nearest weasel, attempting to put him down with his sword.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

The last weasel on Luthiel's leg loses a few hairs but not any blood from Garrit's swipe. Its sharp teeth tear into the pained elf's leg. Luthiel swoons and fears he may lose all control of his shredded right calf.

OOC: 1 damage to Luthiel (2/7).

Jasper's turn.