|
Post by Cadic's Devoted on Mar 25, 2009 0:52:00 GMT -5
Calling Freohr over to him he turns to the few other people left in the square. Noticing that one of them seems to have been cut by one of the goblins he slids his club back into his belt and looks around. Finding a bowl of undisturbed berries on a nearby table he moves over to it and closes his eyes, chanting softly for a moment. With a wave of his hand over the berries he opens his eyes and looks down at the berries, plucking the few that are now Good Berries from the rest. As he moves over towards the other combatants, he quickly eats three of the berries, immediately feeling better.
When he reaches the injured man he holds his hand out, offering the berries to him. "You are injured. Eat these, they will help." Looking around he keeps a close eye out for more goblins, Freohr sniffing the air expectantly, his head moving side to side, alert to any threats.
|
|
The Lord of Blades
Game Masters
Ero Sennin
Please allow me to introduce myself: I'm a man of wealth and taste
Posts: 1,314
|
Post by The Lord of Blades on Mar 26, 2009 1:23:57 GMT -5
Cale sighs loudly and wipes the blood off his blade with a piece of cloth, "Well hello to you too." he says to no one in particular due to the way Malik completely ignored him despite his aid in killing two of the goblins. He smirks once and anyone can see that there is a general good nature in his jibe and that the somber town of his is definitely more related to the killings and violence. He rests his bastard sword on his shoulder with one hand steadying it after it's cleaned. "My name is Cale Sunstrider," he jerks a thumb towards himself, "if you've heard of me I'd ask that you tell me later, this seems an inappropriate time much as I want to hear it." He motions to Jubael and Zenovia with his now free hand. "The lady here is obviously no fighter but I suspect you have some skill with that weapon. She should seek shelter and you should take this man's offer as those berries clearly did him some good." He then turns and motions to Malik: "You sir, definitely have some skill, or at the very least your canine companion does and I'd be grateful to have it at my side." He pauses to listen to the sounds of the town around him, "...as it seems these three were not alone, there is unfortunately more killing to be done. Loathe as I am to harm others, it does seem I have a natural knack for it, I am simply glad I can use it for good." he wistfully fades into his own thoughts, a dark brooding look heavily overshadowing his normally friendly and encouraging demeanor. He snaps out of it. "We should seek out the source of this attack quickly to ensure its halt and stem any damage found along the way, what say you gentlemen?" He looks expectantly to you with a bit of excitement clear on his face, urging you to answer quickly so that you might hurry to the aid of others.
|
|
ladycin
Full Member
Are you my mummy? O.O
Posts: 114
|
Post by ladycin on Mar 26, 2009 2:07:17 GMT -5
"I'd be interested in a little action, if ya don't mind me taggin' along?" Lorania finally moves so as to be seen, "Although I admit, I did not expect excitement today, and I am poorly attired at the moment. No matter though," tucking her short sword under her arm, she starts tightening the lacings of her shirt, "this should make things more interestin'." She jerks her head in the direction of the wounded Varisian (Jubaul), "How're ya holdin' up?"
|
|
|
Post by Dave on Mar 26, 2009 9:44:07 GMT -5
"Your help is appreciated, and thank you all for your concern over my health, but the Lady of Dreams watches, and I will be fine." (Casts Cure Light Wounds during this conversation, heals 5: full health) "I am Jubaul, and the lady with me is Zenovia. (Turning to Zenovia) You need to get to a place of safety. Is there a place the townsfolk would go to hide from these raiders? If there is, I'll go with you there to keep you and them safe." Jubaul now turns back to the strangers who've approached them. "If you folks are going to put an end to this, the blessings of the Dreamer go with you. Cale, if I could see your weapon for a moment before you leave?"
|
|
|
Post by Cadic's Devoted on Mar 26, 2009 11:35:32 GMT -5
Shrugging slightly, he slips the remaining berries into a pouch at his side for later use. Turning to Cale he smiles slightly. "My apologies for ignoring you, the injured seemed more pressing at the time. You too are rather skilled, and one I would greatly appreciate having at my side in a conflict. My name is Malik Morander, and this is my companion, Freohr." Looking around he listens to the noise of the goblins as well. "And it would seem we have unfinished business. And while I am loathe to harm others as well, these creatures have brought this upon themselves by invading this peaceful town, and therefore must be routed." Looking at the rest he waits to see who shall lead the way to next conflict.
|
|
Kiirnodel
Keeps Coming Back for More
Posts: 937
|
Post by Kiirnodel on Mar 26, 2009 12:21:20 GMT -5
Zenovia indicates that she might be safe inside the new cathedral.
It is made of heavy stone and Father Zantus is most likely inside with possible a few acolytes.
[pause] You are welcome to continue talking amongst yourselves, however nothing too grand action-wise.
Quick questions (either IM me with the answers or include it in your next post)
Cadic's: How many berries did Malik make?
ladycin: Trying to confirm, did you indicate that Lorania is not wearing armor?
This post will either be changed later in the next day or so with the results, or deleted and replaced [/pause]
|
|
The Lord of Blades
Game Masters
Ero Sennin
Please allow me to introduce myself: I'm a man of wealth and taste
Posts: 1,314
|
Post by The Lord of Blades on Mar 26, 2009 17:18:39 GMT -5
Cale frowns a bit and grips his sword a bit tighter, "I'm sorry Jubaul, this sword carries a heavy value with me, I appreciate whatever you were offering, but I cannot let it fall into hands besides my own. At least not until... I understand things better." He also adds: "I'm sure the lady will appreciate your aid then, feel free to join me, hopefully 'us', should you find yourself able in the future."
Cale turns and looks at Lorania, "Didn't notice you milady, my apologies, if you wish to accompany me I would welcome another blade at my side." He gives a polite nod then turns to Malik: "Malik, you and Freohr would also be welcome additions." Giving another polite nod, he then stops to listen, trying to discern the direction of the most commotion and then stating that he'll "Start there." and heading in that direction at a brisk pace, his sword back in two hands and readied as he goes.
|
|
|
Post by Dave on Mar 26, 2009 19:03:49 GMT -5
"Well then: Malik, miss, would one of you kindly hand me your weapon?" Jubaul seems a bit confused by Cale's refusal, but not upset by it.
|
|
Kiirnodel
Keeps Coming Back for More
Posts: 937
|
Post by Kiirnodel on Mar 27, 2009 0:34:41 GMT -5
Chaos has engulfed Sandpoint. Goblins race everywhere, running amok and singing and slashing indiscriminately. You are able to get a short reprieve from the goblin terrors and acquaint yourselves with each other quickly. While you are discussing your next plan of action, you are interrupted by a bright flash. A large bloom of fire has erupted to the south. It seems that a group of wagons just south of the festival grounds is now steadily burning. Before you even have a chance to investigate, you see small figures heading towards you from the direction of the blaze. A group of cackling, shrieking goblins armed with dogslicers and torches. As soon as the goblins see you, they shriek in delight and attack. Enemies | | | | | Goblin 1 | Goblin 2 | Goblin 3 | Goblin 4 | Goblin Warchanter |
| Round 1: Malik Cale Goblins Zenovia Lorania Jubaul Warchanter |
[Note] I have moved you a bit on the map. This is particularly for space on the map for the battle to take place (without needing to create another one). If you feel that you would have been standing next to someone else, or some such, please let me know and I will try to make adjustments.
|
|
The Lord of Blades
Game Masters
Ero Sennin
Please allow me to introduce myself: I'm a man of wealth and taste
Posts: 1,314
|
Post by The Lord of Blades on Mar 29, 2009 16:46:51 GMT -5
Cale turns and readies his sword. "I suppose it's easier when the attackers find you instead." He remarks in a somber tone before charging towards Goblin 4 bringing his sword down in a strong two handed swing.
Attack... 12 + 8 = 20 to hit Damage... 6 + 5 = 11 damage
|
|
Kiirnodel
Keeps Coming Back for More
Posts: 937
|
Post by Kiirnodel on Mar 29, 2009 22:49:15 GMT -5
Cale charges forward and his blade finds its way through yet another goblin body. The toothy menace drops swiftly and the torch it was carrying is snuffed by its own body. The goblin on the far east, not yet noticing its companion's downfall runs forward and swings wildly at Lorania with its torch, laughing with glee, but missing by a wide margin. The other two goblins still standing bark out in their guttural tongue and bar their teeth at the lone half-elf among them. "Die Longshank! they shout out in unison and attack the armored man. However their eagerness has confounded them, both strike out with their dogslicers and miss. Even more, one of the goblins (the one to the south of Cale) swings too hard and hits its blade against the ground. The poorly put together sword made of scrap metal falls upart with the impact and the goblin is left without a weapon. However their eagerness for revenge does not seem to sway and the toothy menaces continue to glare at their foe. Zenovia turns to Jubaul and with a quick embrace flees to the relative safety of the podium. Being especially careful that there are no threats barring her path to escape to the cathedral. | Round 1: -> Malik [Delay] Cale Goblins #4 Zenovia Lorania Jubaul Warchanter |
|
|
|
Post by Dave on Mar 30, 2009 0:04:39 GMT -5
[when its my turn] Jubaul's eye stays with Zenovia until she has found a spot of safety. Then he turns to the goblins, mutters a prayer under his breath, and throws his starknife at the warchanter. {17-2(range)=15 to hit} He thens pulls his second one out, hoping it'll be enough.
|
|
ladycin
Full Member
Are you my mummy? O.O
Posts: 114
|
Post by ladycin on Mar 30, 2009 2:32:15 GMT -5
"Little bastard!" Lorania quickly swings her shortsword at the goblin nearest. 20+1= 21 to hit 11+1=12 confirmation 6+1=7 damage
"Hey, Jubal, aren't ya wanting to give your sweetheart a weapon?" Lorania glances briefly in Zenovia's direction, before running forward to help Cale.
|
|
|
Post by Cadic's Devoted on Mar 30, 2009 11:28:46 GMT -5
(ooc) -looks around for his post and then mutters under his breath about the forums eating his post- Sorry guys... I tried to post yesterday, but apparently it didn't post (and I was in a hurry so I didn't double check). Anyway, back to posting. (/ooc)
With a glance to the Lady Zenovia, he motions back with one hand towards her. "Defend!" At this, Freohr immediatley moves over to stand by Zenovia, watchful for anything that might harm her.
Immediately after, not even bothering to make sure that Freohr was doing as told, completely confident that he will, Malik charges forward, pulling the club from his side, attempting to slam it into the side of the goblins head that is now standing beside Cale, the one still holding a weapon.
Attack: 19+1=20 to hit Damage: 6+1=7 Damage
|
|
Kiirnodel
Keeps Coming Back for More
Posts: 937
|
Post by Kiirnodel on Mar 30, 2009 18:48:10 GMT -5
Two more goblins fall as Lorania and Malik move forward to assist Cale. The starknife flies a bit wide of its target, landing a few feet northwest of the warchanter. Freohr obediently moves over to Zenovia to make sure no threat comes near. The goblin that had been hanging back stops chanting, and with a low growl glares at Cale. She pulls a small shred of fabric from her pouch, then with a few words and a quick snap the fabric is used up in arcane energy. Jubaul is able to recognize this as a Daze spell. Cale feels a cloud come over him, his mind not processing his direct actions properly. The goblin that previously broke its dogslicer, cackles with glee as the warchanter barks at him in their gutteral language. He picks up the dogslicer of his fallen comrade and strikes out at Cale. The strike connects cutting Cale where he had previously failed to do so. Cale takes 4 damage from the dogslicer. Zenovia continues to wait patiently by the podium with Freohr. She seems worried for the man being attacked, and yet confident that the wounds will only be temporary. | Round 2: Cale [Stunned] Goblins #1, 2 & 4 Zenovia Lorania <- Malik Jubaul Warchanter
|
|
|