The Indomitable Fire Forest of Innenotdar

After getting pulled back up, Barrik turns around, curses soundly at the bridge and fire, then spits through the hole down onto the flames. He glowers as he carefully walks across the rest of the bridge to the remainder of the group. A grunted (and shaken-sounding) "Thanks" is the only thing he says.
 

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After the effort of getting Barrick back up she nods to Barrick's summoned beastie and reaches down to pet Gulujak and stops... She looks at him and asks, "Is it okay to pet you?"

She looks up at Barrick, "At least it is only a few bruises and not death."

She looks ahead into the fiery forest, "We should be on our way soon."
 

Gulujak's tongue lolls out like a common dog as he replies "Yes. Scratch behind ears always good."

Barrik merely grits out "Just because it could have been worse doesn't mean I have to like the less-bad outcome."
 

Fantalass casts his cantrip to detect magic and stares at the bone. "No, it is not." the elf answers than looks around while the spell is still in effect seeing nothing of note.

Looking at the bone Spirit notices it is a femur of some poor soul and that it has writing etched into it. Picking it up he reads what the message outloud.

"Leave the case. Cooperate, and we might find an arrangement to spare your lives. Carry this with you if you wish to bargain.”
the elf says and shrugs not knowing what it means.

"Hmmm...." Torrent murmurs. "Let me see that."

Taking the bone she rolls it over reading the message and then says to the group. "Best we watch our backs looks like we have Ragesian agents somewhere about."

"Oh no," Cyrstin murmurs fearfully and stepping closer to Aaron. "Are they going to kill us like they killed my father?" she asks fearfully.

"Toughen up girl!" Torrent almost spits. "Look where you are. You could die at any moment. These bastards aren't going to kill us or get this case."

"Then what do we do?" the young woman asks.

< ideas/RP then I will advance >
 

What is this case? You are being hunted by Ragesians? Why? How did they know you would be here travelling through the Forest Fire?

Spirit rattles off question after question.

This agent obviously is the kind that deals with Hell Hounds... We say, no bargains. If they were strong enough to take the case from you then why bargain with a bone? We say let's prepare ourselves for a fight. Let's take them their bone. And then let's teach them a lesson.

Spirit readies his bow.
 

Barrik grimaces at the bone-note. "They sure don't believe in civility, do they? And as much as I admire the 'no quarter' frame of mind, Spirit, there is an angle you aren't considering. Namely, laziness. Whoever sent this was strong enough to either summon or cow a hell hound and could be strong enough to take us down. They just might not want to expend the effort. Ragesians strike me as not really liking getting their hands dirty. See, they hired a pack of mercenaries, for one, to stop us on our way here. And as you can see, it didn't work.

"Now, I suggest we do what the bone-note says and leave the case."
Barrik's eyes get a mischievous glint as he continues, "Empty, of course. Stuffing the papers into one of our packs shouldn't be too difficult and they'll be protected from the flames, if this spell on us is as effective as it seems."
 

"We have some blank paper we can put inside the case. We are not even sure we know what a Ragesian is, but they would have to be very stupid not to look inside the case to see if the papers are there or not before leaving. We imagine that it is what the case contains that is valuable and not the case itself. Or is it a magical case? This is not the ideal conditions to forge documents but I also have pen and ink. Perhaps that way the ruse would buy us a few more seconds to surprise this agent."

Spirit cocks his head to one side as though listening to Will.

"We like the idea of your ruse, but we think it will only buy us the advantage of time. Time we should use to destroy this enemy of yours who summons hounds from the pits of hell."
 

Fantalass

"Uhm, Ragesia, the big empire we rebel against? The one that attacked Gate Pass? With the strange magic hating clergy?
The Ragesian Empire lies in the northwest of the region, spanning several hundred miles north to south and east to west.
To the east is the Shining Land of Shahalesti, a tenuous ally with whom relations have frayed of late.
To the south lie the Exarchate of Sindaire, the Kingdom of Dassen, and the Khaganhold of Ostalin, three nations which so far have managed to avoid being conquered by Ragesia.
It's capital is Ragos."

Fantalass refers. He is a bit surprised, as he thought this to be common knowledge.

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Just reading the player's guide ;)

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Fantalass
AC 12 (T11, FF10), HP 12/12, F +1,R+2,W+4


Acid Dart: 7/7 (+3, 1d6+2) (includes Point Blank bonus)
Magic Missle Wand: 20/50 (1d4+1)

Prepared Spells:
DC = 10 + spell level + 3
Cantrips- 3, 1st- 2+1
0: Dancing Light, Detect Magic, Message, Ray of Frost
1: Mage Armor - Color Spray, Mage Armor, Mount
2: Stone Call - Invisibility, Resist Energy

Effects:

Caty: AC 16 (T14, FF14), HP 6/6, F +2,R+2,W+4 (Imp. Evasion)

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"Didn't know you were a historian Fantalass, but you have the right of it." Torrent says pulling the case from here backpack. "Their new empress set the inquistion on Gate Pass, she's been quite busy since taking over after Coaltounge's death."

"Blast no where to set up an ambush in this accursed place." she adds looking around. "If we leave the case here empty, that must mean they will be following up from behind. Maybe there is somewhere ahead we could wait for them from."
 

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