Thrall & Seraphin's Excellent Adventure

Ebiris · February 05, 2006, 11:34:03 AM

[14:41] <Gamer-Rat> Out the front of the town hall are a few bounty notices, note Seraphin and Thrall as they exit. Fairly typical things- bandit leaders, it seems, wanted 'dead or alive'.
[14:42] * Thrall stops before the board, looking them over to see the rewards and what details are available on these walking dead men.
[14:43] * Seraphin pauses at 'dead or alive', since she didn't note a thief guild worth really noting in what Ruth said about this place. She might be able to do something like that, maybe. She begins to check them, almost noredly. But to pay the bills, sometimes one must do work not to their prefferences...
[14:43] <Seraphin> *boredly
[14:46] <Gamer-Rat> They're not even terribly profitiable bounties- except one. "Lief the Quick" is worth a solid five hundred gold- he reputedly only has a few men, but he's written up as an expert swordfighter and horseman, hiding somewhere north of Saradush, around the forests. All attempts to capture him have resulted in several dead men and no success...
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[14:48] * Seraphin eyes it, pondering. "Two-fifty sound good to you?" she asks Thrall out of the blue.
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[14:48] <Thrall> "Hmph," Thrall commits that face to memory, glancing sideways at the woman beside him. "We think alike, you and I."
[14:50] <Seraphin> "Only because I don't have to bring back more than a head, even that's more than I'm used to," Seraphin shrugs, giving Thrall a wry smile.
[14:50] <Gamer-Rat> It's an unshaven face, sporting a notable moustache and goatee, with coarse features and short hair, along with the typical angry look on all such bounty notices.
[14:55] <Thrall> "Scalps are easier to bring back, but not many places accept them," Thrall nods. "So, a bandit near the forests..." the half-orc considers, stroking his chin. "Good thing we picked up those horses - it's a lot of ground to cover, even sticking to the roads."
[14:58] * Seraphin nods, yawning a bit. "I'm not so used to having to track my targets, either," she admits, shrugging. "You have an idea?" she deffers to the more professional of them in this area.
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[15:00] <Thrall> "We won't look like very tempting targets to any bandits," Thrall shakes his head. "Our best bet is to shadow a caravan heading North and hope to catch them in the act."
[15:02] * Seraphin nods. "Shadow a likely caravan, hope they get hit, decide from their depending on disposition of the bandits while they loot?" she hazards. "And if not then, how they flee."
[15:04] <Thrall> "It's a lot simpler than going to the trouble of disguising ourselves as helpless merchants," Thrall agrees. "You have anything you want to do before we head out?"
[15:05] * Seraphin shakes her head. "I'm good, picked up my new knife already, so..." she shrugs.
[15:07] <Thrall> "Let's go kill ourselves a bandit, then," Thrall replies with a nasty smile, starting towards the Inn where they've stabled their horses.
[15:07] * Seraphin snickers a little, nodding once in agreement and following Thrall to more profitable ventures!
[15:11] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: You could just skip through #theinn if you were passing through, but if you're basically going to get right on with it, gimme a moment to finish up in there anyhow. =p
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[15:49] <Thrall> Riding out of the city gates, Thrall stops his horse by the guard, deciding to ask him if any caravans or merchants have departed northwards today.
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[15:51] <Gamer-Rat> "Just one- hah! The mayor took all the merchant leaders aside and had a word with them in private. Nothing's left since early morning."
[15:52] * Seraphin sighs a little. Leave it to beaucracies to ruin profits.
[15:52] * Thrall nods. Probably locking down the city after what they told him yesterday. "My thanks," he tells the guard, before spurring his horse onwards, speaking to Seraphin, "Guess we've got some catching up to do."
[15:54] * Seraphin nods, matching pace with Thrall as they head off.
[15:55] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d3
[15:55] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d3=1 ]{1}
[15:56] <Gamer-Rat> A few hours hard riding is rewarded with the sight of the caravan- not terribly big, just a few covered wagons being drawn by mules, with some armed men walking alongside.
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[15:58] <Thrall> "There's our boys," Thrall remarks with some satisfaction, patting the neck of his horse and having it slow to a slow trot so they can follow from a distance, hopefully far enough to not seem any concern for bandits targetting the caravan.
[16:00] * Seraphin does smile a bit, this doesn't seem so hard. "Mm," she nods, slowing and watching. "And now just to wait..."
[16:01] <Gamer-Rat> The wagons proceed at a slow pace, typica for a caravan. Some time passes... (spot checks!)
[16:02] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[16:02] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=18 ]{25}
[16:02] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[16:02] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=15 ]{15}
[16:03] <Gamer-Rat> Both of you see it coming- from both sides, several horses making straight for the wagon! They're going to be flanked, and quickly, too!
[16:04] * Thrall grins ferally. "And there's our payday." Only speeding up to a canter, he watches the battle ahead, wanting it to play out before they get involved.
[16:06] * Seraphin smiles, just a touch evilly, and watching the battle to come, trying to gauge the bandit skill levels.
[16:06] <Gamer-Rat> There's four or five horseman coming from both sides- you can't tell! When they start to get closer, a shout of alarm comes from the guards, who frantically try to arrange themselves to defend! A flurry of arrows leaps out from the horsemen, though, dropping a few men as they charge closer!
[16:08] <Thrall> Noting the use of projectile weapons, Thrall looks to see how close they are to the forest. Taking the fight to them in that environment might suit him better...
[16:09] <Gamer-Rat> The forest isn't that far away- in fact, you're pretty sure some of the horseman would have emerged from it when they charged out. The horseman quickly close with the merchants, eschewing bows for swords, and begin fighting with the guards- a very one-sided affair.
[16:11] <Thrall> "Let's get off the road while they're busy," Thrall suggests, nudging his horse off the beaten path and into the edge of the forest half the bandits came from, still keeping an eye on the melee ahead.
[16:13] * Seraphin nods agreeably, keeping a crimson eye on things as they head into the forest. "It's looking more and more like we might want to do this the more underhanded way," she murmurs quietly.
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[16:15] <Gamer-Rat> The melee is swift- the guards are down, out, or surrendering within seconds. Whooping, the bandits start looting the wagons and the dead merchants...
[16:15] <Thrall> "I'm not really one for tracking," Thrall admits. "I think the best approach is to wait for them to dismount and start looting, then charge them from the woods."
[16:17] <Seraphin> "Mmm," Seraphin agrees, looking around. "I may approach on foot sooner than that...I have a way to do so, this once, at least," Seraphin provides, shaking her head. "Heavens knows when else I'd use it."
[16:18] <Thrall> "You want to do that, then give me a signal to charge in?" Thrall asks, spurring his horse to move a bit faster so they can get in position before the bandits are done looting. "Like that spell you did the other day?"
[16:20] <Seraphin> "Spell? Oh, that," Seraphin stifles a small laugh, nodding. "May as well. I'll set it off just before I start attacking," sher agrees, looking around. "I should tie up my horse somewhere," she hums, looking for a low branch.
[16:21] <Gamer-Rat> Horse shortly tied, Seraphin and Thrall are prepared to go. Four of the bandits are still on horses, circling the remains of the caravan, while the other 4 heave.. stuff.. into saddlebags and sacks.
[16:22] * Thrall holds his own horse ready and watches the road, waiting for Seraphin to do her thing...
[16:23] <Seraphin> "This could certainly get interesting..." Seraphin grumbles, taking a few vials out of her pack, but leaving it concealed in a hollow otherwise. Drawing her shortsword, she spreads on vial of oil on it, and then drinks one herself.
[16:24] <Gamer-Rat> A slight tingle goes through Seraphin's body, and Thrall sees her abruptly vanish into thin air! Only a slight impression on the grass gives an indication she's around.
[16:25] * Thrall smiles as his partner on this mission vanishes, deciding to take a potion from his own pack, waiting for the right moment to drink it so he'll get the most use.
[16:27] * Seraphin begins advancing, trying to stay quiet, but not too quiet as the bandits are occupied, and get on the road. Fire is always a good distraction, and so she aims for a wagon that's almost unloaded, but has people near it.
[16:28] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: Move silently check, anyhow.
[16:28] <Seraphin> roll d20+10
[16:28] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=18 ]{28}
[16:30] <Gamer-Rat> Like she's not even there, Seraphin easily gets within throwing distance of an wagon- the bandits are hardly taking everything from the wagons, just as much as they can carry- some gold, some food, and some fine fabrics. Nothing particularly glamorous, but when you're a bandit...
[16:32] <Seraphin> Getting closer to a riding bandit, and rethinking her plan on the fly, she throws one of her vials right in front of it, knowing the limits of her spell.
[16:36] <Seraphin> roll d20+6
[16:36] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=18 ]{24}
[16:39] <Seraphin> OOC - Strike'o'matic
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[16:43] <Seraphin> Moving up to where she should be within striking distance when the time comes, Seraphin focuses, trying to put that black sphere of darkness in the air, where it will serve its role as a signal, and no more. Well, maybe it'll be a distraction, too.
[16:47] <Gamer-Rat> Fiendish blood boiling, Seraphin blots out everything to one side of the caravan! Cries of dismay arise from the three bandits within, and the other bandits glance around worriedly- "There must be a mage!" one shouts- one with a face quite similar to that on the painting! "If you hear any chanting, attack it!"
[16:48] <Thrall> Seeing the signal, Thrall quaffs his potion of Bull's Strength and spurs his warhorse to charge the caravan, readying his axe and racing towards the nearest mounted bandit!
[16:48] * Seraphin smiles easily, moving towards that voice. Once within easy range, her captured dagger comes out, thrown at the man's back!
[16:49] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: Roll to hit, Seraphin, then we'll do initiative.
[16:49] <Seraphin> roll d20+7
[16:49] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=14 ]{21}
[16:49] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: Ow. Damage.
[16:49] <Seraphin> roll 1d4
[16:49] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d4=1 ]{1}
[16:49] <Seraphin> roll 1d6
[16:49] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d6=4 ]{4}
[16:52] <Gamer-Rat> The man shouts in pain and anger as the dagger sinks into his back, whirling around to see Seraphin's revealed form! "Damn you!" he shouts, drawing a pair of short swords, similar to Seraphins- one richly decorated, the other quite plain!
[16:52] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: We'll do init now.
[16:53] <Seraphin> roll d20+4
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=10 ]{14}
[16:53] <Thrall> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=8 ]{9}
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=20 ]{21}
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=2 ]{3}
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=16 ]{17}
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=4 ]{5}
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=15 ]{16}
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+1
[16:53] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=5 ]{6}
[16:54] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+5
[16:54] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=20 ]{21}
[16:54] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=5 ]{10}
[16:55] * Gamer-Rat changes topic to 'Bandit 1(Horse)=Bandit7(Horse) > Bandit 3(Horse, Darkness) > Bandit 5(Darkness) > Seraphin > Lief > Thrall > Bandit 6(Darnkess) > Bandit 7(Horse, Darkness)'
[16:57] <Gamer-Rat> Two bandits shout out as they see Thrall charging towards them, themselves spurring their horses into action! They and Thrall soon meet, but, paired together, they can strike first!
[16:58] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+8
[16:58] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+8
[16:58] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=13 ]{21}
[16:58] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=8 ]{16}
[16:58] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: Er. +6. -_-
[16:58] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: So 19/14. Hits?
[16:58] <Thrall> OOC: 19 does
[16:59] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d8+4
[16:59] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d8=2 ]{6}
[16:59] <Gamer-Rat> Swinging a longsword with both hands, one of the bandits rips a vicious gash in Thrall's side!
[16:59] <Gamer-Rat> Several cries of anger and confusion come from Seraphin's magical darkness, a horseman and a footman stumbling out in disarray!
[17:02] <Seraphin> Taking her continued surprise advantage, Seraphin rushes the leader, short sword flashing with precise intent!
[17:02] <Seraphin> roll d20+6
[17:02] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=12 ]{18}
[17:02] <Gamer-Rat> OOC: Wow, that hit! Damage.
[17:03] <Seraphin> roll 2d6+3
[17:03] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 2d6=9 ]{12}
[17:03] <Gamer-Rat> A really nasty wound, this time- your opponent takes a harsh sword to the gut! But he stays up, his own swords flashing!
[17:04] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+9
[17:04] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=12 ]{21}
[17:04] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+8
[17:04] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=3 ]{11}
[17:05] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d6+3
[17:05] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d6=4 ]{7}
[17:05] <Gamer-Rat> Ouch! A nasty counterstroke, Lief's bejewelled sword carving a gash across your thigh!
[17:06] <Thrall> Growling at the wound he just took, Thrall holds his axe high overhead and makes a vicious return slash at the bandit who hit him!
[17:06] <Thrall> roll 1d20+9 (-2 for power attack)
[17:06] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=17 ]{26}
[17:06] <Thrall> roll 1d12+13
[17:06] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d12=10 ]{23}
[17:07] <Gamer-Rat> Thrall's mighty blow sends the bandit hurtling from his horse, stirrups broken by the sheer force of the blow! He's unquestionably dead, his torso practically hanging off by a thread! His horse bolts for the forest, terrified!
[17:08] <Thrall> roll 1d20+9 (-2 for power attack)
[17:08] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=16 ]{25}
[17:08] <Thrall> roll 1d12+13
[17:08] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d12=8 ]{21}
[17:09] <Gamer-Rat> Another, equally brutal blow, the backswing decapitating that poor fool! Once again, Thrall is spattered with blood... and then, two more bandits stumble out that magical darkness, only to see their leader locked in melee with Seraphin, and two comrades dead already!
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[17:13] <Gamer-Rat> Not wanting to get too close to the terrible orc that has already slain two of his number, one of the other horsemen canters to Seraphin, longsword held high!
[17:13] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+7
[17:13] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=8 ]{15}
[17:15] <Gamer-Rat> Phew! A near miss, Seraphin stepping just out of reach! But it's quickly getting worse- all the bandits from the darkness seem to be rushing towards her, trying to surround her and flank her from all sides! One gets close, toting a bastard sword-
[17:15] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+8
[17:15] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=16 ]{24}
[17:15] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d10+4
[17:15] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d10=1 ]{5}
[17:16] <Gamer-Rat> Another brutal gash to the shoulder, powerful, but an inch closer, and Seraphin would be without a head!
[17:19] <Seraphin> Hoping from the highest heavens to the dpeths of her ancestral lands in Hell that beheading the group might end it, Seraphin's blade flickers, dancing through Lief's vision, this way and that, before striking finally in surprise!
[17:20] <Seraphin> roll d20+9 bluff
[17:20] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=8 ]{17}
[17:20] <Seraphin> roll d20+60
[17:20] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=18 ]{78}
[17:20] <Seraphin> roll d20+6
[17:20] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=20 ]{26}
[17:21] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+6
[17:21] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=14 ]{20}
[17:22] <Seraphin> roll 2d6+8
[17:22] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 2d6=7 ]{15}
[17:24] <Gamer-Rat> Even though Lief seemed to follow your attack pattern, your strike was still to nimble for him to dodge, cutting a horrible wound in his gut! But, anger raging across his face, he doesn't seem to care, adredaline-fueled swords flashing in front of you!
[17:24] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+8
[17:24] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=1 ]{9}
[17:24] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+9
[17:24] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=6 ]{15}
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[17:25] <Gamer-Rat> But his blades get tangled up in each other, thanks to his wound! Dropping his plain blade, his jewelled one strikes only air!
[17:26] <Thrall> "Hyaah!" Thrall cries, spurring his horse to charge the bandits surrounding Seraphin and directing it to kick at their leader!
[17:26] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:26] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=5 ]{11}
[17:27] <Gamer-Rat> roll 1d20+3
[17:27] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Gamer-Rat : [ 1d20=14 ]{17}
[17:27] <Gamer-Rat> Stumbling just out the way, the leader avoids a hoof in the face from a whinnying, angry horse!
[17:28] <Thrall> As his horse brings him into range, Thrall lets out an angry battlecry, Axe swinging hugely at the bastard sword wielding rider!
[17:28] <Thrall> roll 1d20+9
[17:28] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=14 ]{23}
[17:28] <Thrall> roll 1d12+13
[17:28] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d12=10 ]{23}
[17:29] <Thrall> OOC: longsword wielding
[17:29] <Thrall> roll 1d20+9 cleaving (also -2 for power attack, forgot to mention)
[17:29] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=7 ]{16}
[17:30] <Thrall> roll 1d12+13
[17:30] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d12=11 ]{24}
[17:31] <Gamer-Rat> Another two bandits dead, a torrent of blood spraying everyone involved in the fight! Two more men down- the other two bandits, who had just stumbled out the darkness, take one look at the fight, and flee, running in opposite directions!
[17:33] <Seraphin> Her partner in position to open up the leader's flanks, Seraphin's blade flashes quicker, moving in to spill his life out!
[17:33] <Seraphin> roll d20+8
[17:33] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=7 ]{15}
[17:33] <Seraphin> roll 2d6+3
[17:33] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 2d6=7 ]{10}
[17:33] <Seraphin> *4
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[17:34] <Gamer-Rat> Seraphin's blade misses, Leif now trying to stumble away, barely holding his guts in with one hand!
[17:36] <Thrall> Seeing an opening as the bandit leader stumbles backwards from Seraphin's blades, Thrall spurs his horse a few steps to catch him before the half-orc's axe comes crashing down on his neck!
[17:36] <Thrall> roll 1d20+11
[17:36] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=6 ]{17}
[17:36] <Thrall> roll 1d12+9
[17:36] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d12=1 ]{10}
[17:37] <Gamer-Rat> Leif's head flies off, landing a few metres away from his body, which stumbles over into the dirt- dirt that is soon stained heavily with blood.
[15:09] * Seraphin looks around, breathing heavily as everything seems to be dead. "Think we did it," she notes, smiling viciously and happily at Thrall.
[15:10] * Volte is now known as Kotono
[15:11] <Thrall> "Hah..." Thrall grins savagely, patting his horse as he dismounts. "You're a good horse," he remarks offhandedly, pleased with how the beast handled itself in combat. "Two got away, but I doubt they'll return to give any trouble," he adds to Seraphin as he wipes his axe on the side of a caravan to get some blood off. "How are your injuries?"
[15:13] <Seraphin> "I've had worse...they'll heal," Seraphin shakes her head pushing off the pain in her mind. "I'll drink a potion when I get my pack back," she murmurs, humming and looking around. "How mercantile are you feeling?" she asks curiously. "We've got a whole caravan with no legal owners, and we're on the legal high ground already by killing the bandits."
[15:15] <Thrall> "Bah," Thrall shakes his head, looking around for the members of the caravan he saw surrendering. "I'm no trader. We'll take the gold, equipment, and horses." Looking down at Lief's discarded fancy blade, "That sword will fetch a fair price even if it doesn't bear an enchantment."
[15:18] * Seraphin sighs. "Probably correct..." she murmurs, shaking her head. ,ah, yeah...if it does have an enchantment, though..." Seraphin's smile returns, and shrugs. "Anyway, we might as well get to work," she hums, cleaning her blade on a corpse and sheathing it, before retrieving her dagger from Leif's back, and going about the business of looting.
[15:20] <Thrall> "You can keep it if you want," Thrall offers magnanimously, "Not like magic weapons fall into your lap every day." As Seraphin begins looting, Thrall tears some fabric off the side of a caravan and uses it to bundle up Lief's head, giving it a shake first to try and get the excess blood off.
[15:22] <Seraphin> "Thanks," Seraphin hums, going about the business of gathering everything together, loading it onto horses, offloading bulkier goods from the horses that the bandits had taken on that wouldn't be of use to them, and grabbing purses.
[15:24] <Rachel> So the grisly work of looting and head-storing goes on, the two taking a while to pack up the equipment and merchandise before prodding the wagons slowly back towards Saradush! It's dark when they get back, a different guard raising an eyebrow. "That looks like Mathias' caravan," he says, glancing at one of the symbols. "What happened? Where are the guards?"
[15:24] * Thrall ties up the horses in a line so they'll be easily coralled back to Saradush. Noticing the dead merchants and guards, he calls over to Seraphin, "No survivors. Think we might as well take the caravan back and see if we can get a reward from whomever sent it out."
[15:25] <Thrall> OOC: switch those lines
[15:25] <Rachel> OOC: Sure thing.
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[15:26] <Seraphin> "Leif's band," Seraphin answers, shrugging. "Thrall has Leif's head if you need confirmation," she answers the guard, patting her horse's neck.
[15:27] * Midnight (~danchou@adsl-210-11-230.mco.bellsouth.net) Quit (NickServ (GHOST command used by Raishin))
[15:27] * Raishin is now known as Midnight
[15:27] * ChanServ sets mode: +ao Midnight Midnight
[15:27] <Rachel> "Ah," says the guard. "Good work, then... damn. No survivors? Well, either way, you must report to the captain of the guard right away," he says. "You'll find him in the barracks- probably just waking up from last nights drink. Bah!"
[15:27] <Thrall> "He wasn't quick enough," Thrall rumbles in dark amusement, holding up the decapitated head still wrapped in rags. "Where's Mathias? Might as well return his caravan to him and see if there's a reward."
[15:28] <Rachel> "I'll see the caravan returns to Mathias," says the guard. "I wouldn't count on much of a reward- he's just lost a group of guards, and probably money on this trip, already."
[15:30] <Thrall> "Bah, fine then," Thrall shakes his head. "Got enough from the bandits, and this head is worth 500 gold." Spurring his horse and tugging on the rope to guide the bandits' horses, he heads into the city proper.
[15:31] <Rachel> Quiet- Saradush isn't much of a party town, as you're quite aware of by now. The inn, with it's stables, is near the main street, but the barracks is away to one corner, taking up a good chunk of the space within the walls.
[15:31] * Seraphin follows along, her eyes still a slightly cloudy shade of red rather than the normal bright crystal red, and an almost dreamy smile of contentment on her face as she rides into the city.
[15:32] * Thrall seems in fairly good spirits himself, his single wound from the battle only bothering him a little as he stops by the barracks, dismounting and tying his horse to a hitching post, then doing the same with the lead bandit horse.
[15:33] <Rachel> Some soliders glance at you as you hitch up your horses. "What's your business here, half-orc?" says one, eyeing you distrustfully.
[15:34] <Thrall> "Come to collect a bounty," Thrall replies, well enough used to this sort of reaction for it to slide right off. "Lief the Quick's worth 500 gold, isn't he?" he grins, holding up his crimson stained bundle.
[15:34] * Seraphin dismounts, strangely relaxed for a normally tense and aware tiefling.
[15:35] <Rachel> "Y'killed Lief, huh?" replies the guard, nodding. "Hand over your weapons, and head in to see the captain," he says, another soldier coming forward to take your arms.
[15:36] * Thrall reaches to pull his greataxe from its harness and hand it over to the guard. "Don't drop it," he rumbles warningly.
[15:36] <Rachel> The guard takes the axe, weighing it carefully. "Hah! With this monster, I'd probably kill someone by accident if I did," he snorts, another soldier approaching Seraphin.
[15:37] * Seraphin twitches a moment, but unbuckles her swordbelt, and the dagger brace attached to it to hand over.
[15:38] <Rachel> "Now, these. Respectable civilian weapons," nods the solider, standing aside. "Pass through. Second story, first door to the left from the stairs."
[15:39] <Thrall> "Thanks," Thrall nods, heading on inside as per the directions.
[15:39] <Seraphin> "Be back soon..." Seraphin murmurs to her weapons, patting them and heading in.
[15:40] <Rachel> "Weird couple," you hear just behind you. "Wonder if they're.. nah." Jokes aside, you soon find yourselves outside a closed door- deep voices coming from within.
[15:41] * Thrall raps on the door, careful not to have his spiked knuckles get stuck.
[15:41] <Rachel> The voices abruptly stop. A moment passes, and then, "Come in," comes a voice, sounding strained.
[15:42] <Thrall> Pushing the door open, Thrall strides in, looking over who's present to try and determine which is likely to be the captain.
[15:43] * Seraphin follows Thrall's lead. Half orcs are so much more imposing than tiny little tieflings....even if she could gut every one of them around here. Or so she tells herself.
[15:43] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[15:43] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=5 ]{5}
[15:44] <Seraphin> roll d20+1
[15:44] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=7 ]{8}
[15:44] <Rachel> It's a no-brainer, really- there's a desk, behind which stands a human in plate mail, his eyes glaring at you. The other figure present is a dwarf, also clad in plate, beard obscuring most of his face. A notched axe hangs on his belt, one that would look too big for him, if it wasn't for his stout frame.
[15:45] <Rachel> "What can I do for you?" asks the human, appraising you both, suspciously. The dwarf just looks at you- especially at the wrapped bundle Thrall carries.
[15:45] <Thrall> "We're here to collect a bounty," Thrall glowers back at the human, tossing his bundle onto the desk.
[15:46] * Seraphin sighs a little, giving an apologetic smile for her companion's crudeness. "Lief the Quick, not quick enough."
[15:47] <Rachel> "Bounty hunters. Of course," nods the guard, unwrapping the bundle. "Lief, eh? I've been hoping to give away this bag for a while," he says, reaching under the desk and pulling out a small bag. "Hah! Not quick enough, damn right. Glad you caught him- he had a knack of knowing when to strike, and when we were tailing."
[15:48] <Thrall> "Seemed pretty oblivious to us - caught him right during the act," Thrall grins, picking up the bag and jangling it.
[15:49] <Rachel> "Guess you got lucky. Aye, those are platinum coins," he adds. "Bit lighter than yer usual gold, though if you want 'em changed, those damn clerics will help you, I've no doubt. Ye got anything else to report?"
[15:51] <Seraphin> "One of your gate guards is handling getting the caravan itself back to Marthias or someone," Seraphin shrugs. "Mmmm, unless you're interested in buying surplus horses, then not especially, I think," Seraphin snickers, looking to Thrall for confirmation on that thought.
[15:52] * Thrall nods in agreement with Seraphin. "That's about it."
[15:54] <Rachel> "Horses? Take 'em to the quartermaster," replies the guard. "Can always use more horses, 'specially seeing as most of the crown knights are holed up in the capital. Damn fools.. anyway, Jarkel, I don't think ye've anything more to say, either?" The dwarf quivers at this, but shakes his head, storming out of the room without a word.
[15:55] <Thrall> "Thanks for the money," Thrall nods again, "I'm sure Leif will look fetching on a pike," he chuckles darkly before turning and following the Dwarf back out.
[15:55] <Seraphin> "Might as well be going then," Seraphin nods, gracing the captain wth a smile. "Nice doing business with you," she adds, heading out as well.
[15:56] <Rachel> OOC: Where are you going?
[15:56] <Thrall> OOC: sell the horses and anything else we can to the quartermaster. Then back to the inn to divide the spoils?
[15:57] <Seraphin> OOC: Sounds about right.
[15:57] <Rachel> OOC: Sure. Quartermaster'll give you 75gp for each horse, including their tack and gear. That acceptable?
[15:58] <Thrall> OOC: It'll do. What about for the swords and armour?
[15:59] <Seraphin> OOC: Excepting the shiny sword for now.
[15:59] <Thrall> OOC: obviously
[15:59] <Rachel> OOC: Sec.
[16:01] <Rachel> OOC: He's not so interested in them- soldiers wear plate and chain more than leather, and they all already have swords. He'll take them, for 80 gold all up.
[16:04] <Rachel> Having completed your transactions with the quartermaster, you soon find yourselves heading back to the inn. But shortly after collecting your weapons, the same dwarf who was in the office before approaches you. He looks more like an ambulatory beard than a dwarf- elaborately combed and tied hair comes down across almost his entire torso.
[16:05] * Thrall stops before mounting his steed, turning to the dwarf expectantly to see what he wants. Hopefully it'll be something that involves being paid...
[16:06] <Rachel> "Ye be bounty hunters, aye?" he asks, looking you both up and down.
[16:07] <Thrall> "That'd be right," Thrall nods grimly. "Have one you're looking to place?"
[16:07] * Seraphin shrugs a little, adjusting her weapons a bit. "After a fashion," she murmurs for herself. It's not her preffered line of work, but it'll do.
[16:08] <Rachel> "I was lookin' for the thrice-damned captain to help me," snarls the dwarf. "But if he won't, I'll gladly hire someone who will, and if ye already dragged in a noted soundrel like Lief, then I can be trustin' in ye competence.. to a degree, aye?"
[16:10] <Thrall> "I've kept the vultures well fed around here," Thrall notes with dark amusement. "What help are you looking to get... Jarkel, was it?"
[16:14] <Rachel> "Aye. Matters of a clan exile," he says, shaking his head. "Year ago, 'twas a warrior of the name Kardon Mier who did consort with those of the foulest sort, and was cast out for his trechery. I want his head, on the block or in a bag, and the Starspire Dwarves cry for it with me."
[16:15] <Seraphin> "'Foulest sort'?" Seraphin asks softly, her eyes clear and ruby red now, watching the dwarf.
[16:17] <Rachel> "Servants of the lady of darkness and treachery," says the dwarf, starting to stomp towards the inn. "Trading and aiding them, he was, hiding human criminals and those black priests within our very mountains. And at the time, we spared his life, if he were to go far away and never return. But he is still here, abusing our honor- and keeping his a name, a name now sullied with disgrace!"
[16:18] <Thrall> "And how much is your clan willing to pay for his head?" Thrall returns, dark eyes glinting as he takes his horse's reins and walks after Jarkel.
[16:19] <Seraphin> "Shar..." Seraphin murmurs to herself,tapping her jaw. Kethean had mentioned something about a cult dedicated to her nearby...
[16:19] * Seraphin follows the dwarf and THrall, guiding her horse along.
[16:22] <Rachel> "In regard alone, the price would be worth it to any dwarf," replies the dwarf. "But aye, to you, his head be worth a fire opal of the finest quality..."- he taps a clasp in his beard, a smooth red, elliptical gem, glinting slightly in the pale moonlight. "One and half again thousand pieces of gold, and my gratitude."
[16:23] * Thrall grins. "I'm interested. Tell me more about this exile of yours."
[16:23] * Seraphin nods along, smiling herself.
[16:25] <Rachel> "Hah! That's what I like to hear," nods Jarkel. "He still consorts with those priests of Shar- what took him to their side I can never phantom. A brutal warrior- aye, half-orc, you would know his type well. Know me not his skill after one year of exile... but as dangerous as him will be those Sharran fools who stand by him, if they deem him to be more useful alive."
[16:25] * Midnight (~danchou@adsl-152-228-90.mco.bellsouth.net) Quit (Ping timeout)
[16:29] <Thrall> "We've heard tell of a Sharran cult in the area," Thrall rumbles thoughtfully. "But what else do you know about where he bides himself?"
[16:31] <Rachel> "He keeps on the move, knowing that our eyes are on him," replies the dwarf. "Aye, this cult would be a place to start searching- if he is there, then your task is simple. If not, then ye must track him down from there."
[16:36] <Thrall> "I think we have a deal," Thrall nods, glancing at Seraphin to see if she's still interested. Some people have weird ideas about not getting involved in fights that involve churches...
[16:37] * Seraphin nods to Thrall as he glances at her, smiling easily. "We're in," she agrees quietly.
[16:39] <Rachel> "Hah! Brilliant!" says the dwarf- you're now just outside the inn. "Ye'll recognize him easily enough- nobody forgets a beardless dwarf." He takes a step back from you both, face turning thoughtful (well, you think). "Aye, but he be a tricky foe. Ye kill him and I'll be waitin' for ye here. He was last spotted with some local bandit group, but they all be dead, now- and aye've no doubt that his pockets are fatter for it."
[16:42] <Thrall> "Bandits are getting thin on the ground, lately," Thrall can't help but observe. "Yes, we'll start looking for this Kardon Mier on the morrow," he nods. "And bring his head back not long after that."
[16:44] * Seraphin nods, snickering to herself, and toying with her dagger. "I don't think I ever killed a dwarf before...they were never that dumb," she hums, tapping the blade against her cheek. "It should be interesting, at least."
[16:44] <Rachel> "Aye. Luck to ye'," replies the dwarf. "Ye just ask for me in the inn when you're done," he says, heading into the inn- the Second Wind, not the one with no name.
[16:46] <Seraphin> "Dwarves like Good ale too much to have ever bothered with taverns in the dock ward," Seraphin adds after the dwarf leaves, shrugging. "Back to 'home' then?" she asks, glancing at Thrall.
[16:47] <Thrall> "They die like anyone else," Thrall notes to Seraphin after Jarkal departs, continuing onwards to the Inn With No Name. "But good fighters, most - learned how to hold an axe from one, myself..." Shaking his head and distantly wondering what became of that sadistic Duergar, he nods to Seraphin, "Yes, lets split up our take and get some rest. Today's been a good day."
[16:48] * Seraphin nods. "Probably better that I'd never tried, then," Seraphin murmurs, heading back towards their inn. "A very good day indeed."

Ebiris · February 14, 2006, 12:50:05 PM

[15:00] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> OOC: Set yourselves up, all of Saradush, and indeed Faerun, is open to you!
[15:06] <Thrall> The following day, Thrall and Seraphin make their way to the temple of Waukeen to purchase supplies and find out if that fancy sword they looted is magical in any way. The tall half-orc walks beside his shorter tiefling companion as they head for the mercantile temple, forgoing his armour for a simple shopping trip and dressed in a simple tunic and pants. "Anything in particular you think we should pick up for this job?" he asks offhandedly.
[15:09] <Seraphin> "Mmm..." Seraphin hums, toying with a knife and wearing what she always does--darkly colored tunic and pants, but probably with her armor underneath.Eyeing her business partner critically, Seraphin shakes her head. "I'd say more than one invisibility potion, but I'm not it'd matter when you're wearing all that plate..."
[15:12] <Thrall> "True enough, they'll hear me a ways off. But I'd rather wear it and be expected than find myself caught in a fight without it," Thrall reasons. "Could use a few more healing potions... and a thunderstick if we're going to face any Sharran clerics would be handy."
[15:14] <Thrall> *thunderstone
[15:17] <Seraphin> "Mhm..." Seraphin nods, humming softly as the pair walk towards the temple of Waukeen. "And...the evil ward potions," Seraphin adds softly, nodding. "As long as we're hunting Sharrans..."
[15:18] <Thrall> "Good idea," Thrall smiles grimly. "Nice to know in advance we'll definitely be able to rely on that kind of magic."
[15:23] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The smiling clerics of Waukeen are more than happy to take a silver piece from each of you, as you enter their extravagant temple. "Welcome, lady. Welcome, sir," the one at the gate greets, not batting an eyelid at Thrall, even in full armour. "Here, what you seek is only a few coins away. How can we help you?"
[15:31] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Some shopping later, the duo still has business in the temple, but getting spells cast is a little more involved than merely buying a few potions and trinkets. Not that there's a shortage of clerics around... who knew so many people worshipped money?
[15:36] * Seraphin goes looking for the youngest, greenest, most bored and money desperate cleric of Waukeen she can find.
[15:37] * GM-Hat-And-Cloak sets mode: +o Serith
[15:37] <Seraphin> roll d20+1
[15:37] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=13 ]{14}
[15:38] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> It's not so easy to tell. They've all be trained to be smiling, confident, and somehow approchable. Seraphin can't really tell the mood of one from another, especially in all the bustle of the temple marketplace.
[15:46] * Seraphin settles on the youngest looking, non-elven cleric to ask this off, approaching them with the request.
[15:47] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The cleric bows to you, quite happy to take 60gp away in return for expenditure of his magical energy.
[15:48] <Seraphin> Seraphin breathes a small sigh of relief, having heard horror stories about snobby clerics and their inflated prices, laying out the bare sword to be inspected.
[15:49] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "It's magical," replies the cleric, appraising it. "Or, rather, the jewels are," he adds. "I'm not sure of the nature of the enchantment, but the jewels are somehow enhancing your weapon. Theoretically, they could be removed, and they would still retain their potency... well, to be honest, this is just conjecture on my part."
[15:51] * Seraphin nods, smiling for her part. "Thank you," she offers, heading off to find...a weapons dealer! While she likes her weapons, Seraphin is a professional, and trading tools for better ones is a part of the trade.
[15:52] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> After a bit of poking around, Seraphin finds that the best price she can get for her old sword is just 200gp- after all, it *has* seen lots of use since it's creation.
[15:55] * Seraphin hedges slightly, knowing she won't really get a better price anywhere, but woe to part with a weapon she's spilled so much blood with. Finally she does, though, giving up the old tool for a new one, and finished with her shopping.
[15:57] <Thrall> Returning to the inn to don his armour and pick up the rest of his gear, Thrall meets Seraphin at the stables before the two ride out of Saradush towards the Sharran cell Kethean told the mayor about when they started working for him.
[15:59] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The Sharran Cell isn't that far out of town- barely a couple hours ride, if that. From the notes you have, entering the cell involves travelling through an underground cave, somewhere within a small, lightly wooded area. And sure enough, Thrall and Seraphin soon ride into such a place.
[16:00] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Autumn came early here- leaves fall from the trees, fluttering to the groud without a care, and there's a folorn feeling of loss that hangs across those empty branches.
[16:02] <Thrall> Finding the cave, Thrall guides his mount around to the far side of the entrance before tying it to a tree and leaving the horse to graze. "Rather than just charge in blind, how about we wait and see if anyone leaves and ask them a few questions?" he suggests to Seraphin.
[16:04] * Seraphin nods, finding a similar place for her horse, out of sight to watch. "Mm," she agrees easily, drawing the shortsword, and inspecting the gems curiously to pass the time.
[16:04] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The gems glitter softly in the sunlight, perhaps reflecting the magic locked within. OOC: Are you actually hiding, or just hanging around outside?
[16:05] <Thrall> OOC: hiding at a distance that we can still see clearly from
[16:05] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> OOC: Ok. Spot checks, both of you.
[16:05] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[16:05] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=1 ]{1}
[16:07] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[16:07] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=8 ]{15}
[16:08] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+8
[16:08] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for GM-Hat-And-Cloak : [ 1d20=6 ]{14}
[16:10] * Seraphin glances towards a tree, frowning and discreetly pointing. "I think I saw something there..." she murmurs, red eyes intent.
[16:10] * Thrall grunts softly, turning his gaze to follow Seraphin's pointing.
[16:11] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Even as Thrall turns to look, he can't see anything. Even Seraphin can't pick out that flicker again- but wait, what's this? Someone is coming out of the cave... a woman, dressed in black robes and a pale face- long, silky black hair, and an almost whimsical expression as she starts to move...
[16:13] * Ana-work is now known as Anastasia
[16:15] * Thrall tenses, watching to see where she's headed before he moves himself.
[16:15] * Seraphin does as well, keeping her eyes about in case this is going to turn into an ambush.
[16:15] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The woman starts to walk, slowly, back in the direction of Saradush.
[16:17] <Thrall> "Let her get a bit away from the cave and then we can run her down on horseback?" Thrall suggests, slowly starting to move back towards their steeds.
[16:17] * Seraphin smiles a little. "Intercept her on the way?" she asks quietly, glancing at Thrall.
[16:18] * Thrall nods, waiting another moment for the woman to get further away before he unties his horse and mounts it, waiting for Seraphin to do the same.
[16:20] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The woman slowly walks through the forest, pausing for a moment to catch and crumple a leaf before continuing on.
[16:22] * Seraphin follows along, mounting her horse and waiting for THrall to lead. He's the most familiar with this kind of thing, she's just hired expertise.
[16:24] * Thrall spurs his horse to a swift canter in pursuit of the woman. Not like there's any need to gallop with her sedate pace, and he doesn't want her to think they're out to kill her. Yet.
[16:24] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[16:24] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Thrall : [ 1d20=13 ]{13}
[16:24] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[16:24] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=6 ]{13}
[16:25] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+8
[16:25] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for GM-Hat-And-Cloak : [ 1d20=7 ]{15}
[16:26] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The woman turns as you approach, looking only a little surprised. She just stands there as you canter closer, hand contemplatively resting under her chin.
[16:27] * Seraphin frowns. "I'm sure we've been spotted," Seraphin tell Thrall, trying to keep her voice low. "She could easily be an illusion..."
[16:28] <Thrall> "We'll see..." Thrall replies quietly before they come upon their quarry and he raises his voice. "Ho, there," he greets the woman as his horse stops a few steps away, keeping his demeanour inoffensive enough for now - their appearance tells a story of its own, after all. "Might we have words with you?"
[16:30] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "What is it you seek, warrior?" she replies, turning to face you, raising an austere eyebrow.
[16:32] <Thrall> "We're looking for a dwarf," Thrall tells her. "Perhaps you've seen him hereabouts?"
[16:34] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "Perhaps I have," she muses. "But surely you will find a dwarf- indeed, many dwarves- further north, warrior."
[16:35] * Seraphin keeps looking around, but slowly and casually, trying to spot whatever spotted them.
[16:36] <Thrall> "This one's a bit distinctive," Thrall smiles darkly. "Not many are shorn of their beards, after all. That ringing any bells?"
[16:37] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[16:37] * Serith bats the dice around, getting a roll for Seraphin : [ 1d20=6 ]{13}
[16:38] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "The fabled bald dwarf, spoken of only in tales," replies the woman, frowning. "But such a thing is not impossible, I suppose. Perhaps I did see such a dwarf. But why would you seek such a soul? How do you fit into his lonely tale?"
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[16:38] * Seraphin sets mode: -o Serith
[16:38] * Seraphin sets mode: +o Rei-chan
[16:39] * Thrall sets mode: +v Serith
[16:39] * Thrall sets mode: -v Serith
[16:41] <Thrall> "We bear him a message from his clan," Thrall replies ominously. "Does, perhaps, this dwarf you may have seen have a name?" he enquires.
[16:43] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "He may have, but 'tis his secret to keep, as it were, for he needs no name beyond his title of the Beardless One. Allow me to pass your message on for you, for I surely think that the Beardless One is one dwarf I may cross paths with," she replies.
[16:45] <Thrall> "Oh, his clan would be most displeased if we were to pass the message onto anyone else," Thrall shakes his head. "Tell us where we may find him, and we will determine ourselves if he is the one we seek."
[16:46] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "I am sure the Beardless One would be equally displeased were his secrets be spilt, as well," replies the woman, frowning. "It seems we reach an impasse."
[16:51] * Thrall strokes his chin a moment, starting to look annoyed. "Perhaps I didn't make myself clear at the outset. You will tell us where to find our quarry, wench. Else you can join him in having his head seperated from his body," he glowers down at her, pulling his axe from its harness.
[16:51] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[16:51] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 20
[16:52] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+11
[16:52] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+11 --> 12,0 26
[16:53] * Seraphin sighs. "So direct...and a little barbaric," she murmurs, flashing a courteous smile at Thrall, and then the woman. "A compromise might be more suitable, hm?"
[16:53] <Seraphin> Seraphin's tone drips sickened honey, almost perversely sweet.
[16:54] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> "Perhaps rather than attending to the secrets of a faraway dwarf, you should be attending to the secrets of your surroundings," replies the woman, ominously. From a nearby tree, you hear a chanting, unearthly magical words spilling from a sibilant male lips!
[16:54] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> OOC: Roll init, but the spellcaster is going first regardless.
[16:54] <Thrall> roll 1d20+1
[16:54] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+1 --> 12,0 11
[16:55] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+4
[16:55] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+4 --> 12,0 5
[16:55] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+2
[16:55] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 16
[16:55] * GM-Hat-And-Cloak changes topic to 'Guy > Girl > Thrall > Seraphin'
[16:56] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Vision winks out, both Thrall and Seraphin suddenly encased in an all-too-familiar blackness, the first time it is brought against Seraphin, rather than from her! The voice of a woman laughing echoes throughout it, and you hear light footsteps moving away!
[16:58] * Thrall growls, spurring his horse to move straight ahead and out of the blackness. Since he was facing the Sharran bitch he might even trample her if he's lucky and she's stupid... though neither seems to be holding true, so far.
[16:59] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[16:59] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 13
[16:59] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Thrall canters out the magical darkness, narrowly avoiding hitting a tree! But the woman- nor the other spellcaster, is not apparent to his vision!
[17:00] * Seraphin can't help but giggle at this turn of events, moving her own horse out of the darkness with a slight spurring.
[17:01] <Seraphin> roll d20+4
[17:01] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+4 --> 12,0 23
[17:03] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Seraphin easily negotiates her horse through the darkness, in a different direction from Thrall! Yet no spellslinger or black-clad woman is in sight... for the moment. But chanting can be heard, and from the side of Thrall, a thin black ray shoots out!
[17:03] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+6
[17:03] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 12
[17:04] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d6+1
[17:04] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d6+1 --> 12,0 7
[17:04] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:04] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 23
[17:05] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Slamming into Thrall, the great warrior feels his muscles weaken, his great axe almost slipping from his hands as magical weakness coruscates through his body!
[17:06] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Chanting comes from another direction, from across the great orb of darkness! What dread magics are being woven by the black-clad women, though, Thrall and Seraphin can only guess at...
[17:07] <Thrall> "Gwaah!" Thrall lets out an incoherent groan, barely struggling to keep his axe held as he guides his horse to charge and trample the bastard spellcaster before he attempts what feeble attack he can in this state.
[17:08] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 ride check for horse to attack
[17:08] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0ride check for horse to attack --> 12,0 10
[17:08] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+3
[17:08] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+3 --> 12,0 12
[17:08] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for axing
[17:08] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for axing --> 12,0 26
[17:08] <Thrall> OOC: HAH!
[17:09] <Thrall> roll 3#1d12+2
[17:09] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 3#1d12+2 --> 12,0 5, 12,0 14, 12,0 12
[17:09] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:09] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 16
[17:11] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The horse, unaffected, spurs itself on as much as Thrall does, charging towards the foul thing that attacked it's master! Lurking behind a tree, Thrall can see the man, clad in black, just as the woman was, dressed in whipping robes! Thrall's horse lashes out, but hooves are deflected by a mystical shield! Even weakened, his mighty axe plows towards the spellcaster... stopping only a hares breadth away from the mans throat,
[17:11] <Thrall> his own face going from terror to relief!
[17:12] <Thrall> roll 1d12+2
[17:12] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d12+2 --> 12,0 14
[17:13] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The savage blow rends the mages chest, the man screaming as blood stains his black robes! But still he lives, somehow!
[17:15] * Seraphin throws the thunderstone hard at a tree near to where the woman should be, a small cry of "Thunder in the Hole!" as she covers her ears.
[17:16] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+5
[17:16] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+5 --> 12,0 19
[17:17] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> BOOM! A deafening bang sounds out from somewhere near the darkness, but as to how effective it was, Seraphin couldn't guess!
[17:18] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> : 1d100, 62 , Total: 62
[17:18] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The mage just next to Thrall desperately tried to cast another spell, somehow hoping to get it off and survive!
[17:19] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:19] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 25
[17:19] <Thrall> roll 1d12+2
[17:19] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d12+2 --> 12,0 14
[17:19] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> But his words die when his throat is clove from his body, the mind that drained Thrall's strength reduced to nothing but useless flesh!
[17:20] * Seraphin spurs herself off towards the woman, avoiding the magical darkness to try and find her.
[17:21] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[17:21] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 23
[17:23] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> There she is, just standing next to a tree, barely making an effort to hide! Next to her stands a creature Seraphin knows well of- a Dretch, one of the mindless sevitor demons that dwell in the Abyss! Black magic flows from the womans fingertips, and she smiles at you, not even feeling threatened!
[17:24] * Seraphin smiles back, popping the potion, and gulping it down. "Potion, Thrall!
[17:24] <Seraphin> "
[17:26] * Thrall growls savagely, comforted that his skill was able to make up for suddenly being reduced to the strength of a babe. But there's still one walking corpse left to deal with... Using all his strength to hold his axe, he uses his knees to guide the horse in the other direction, circling around the magical darkness in search of the woman.
[17:27] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[17:27] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20 --> 12,0 12
[17:28] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Thanks to Seraphin's shout, Thrall is also able to make out the woman! She's too far for him to reach her quickly, though...
[17:29] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The cleric starts casting another spell, and she gestures at Thrall, being the more intimidating target! Magical energy washes over Thrall, trying to hold him rigidly in place!
[17:29] <Thrall> roll 1d20+3
[17:29] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+3 --> 12,0 8
[17:29] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Thrall goes rigid, his body refusing to respond to commands! Only Seraphin can act, now...
[17:31] <Seraphin> Ignoring the demon due to her ward, Seraphin draws her blade, charging soley after the woman and rearing her mount for an attack.
[17:31] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+4 for ride
[17:31] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+4 12,0for ride --> 12,0 13
[17:32] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+3 for horsey
[17:32] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+3 12,0for horsey --> 12,0 10
[17:32] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+9
[17:32] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+9 --> 12,0 10
[17:33] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+4 for KNIGHT TAKES BISHOP
[17:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+4 12,0for KNIGHT TAKES BISHOP --> 12,0 13
[17:34] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Horse and rider together, neither strike the woman! She sidesteps the charging horse, and Seraphin can feel her blade glance off metal- she must be wearing chain under all those robes, or something!
[17:34] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The feeble little creature next to her, however, stares at Seraphin, unable to attack! But strange thoughts and terrible urges reach into her mind!
[17:35] <Seraphin> roll d20+3
[17:35] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+3 --> 12,0 9
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[17:38] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Overcome by fear of the terrible demon at this lady's side, it's all Seraphin can do to flee in horror, spurring her horse away from combat!
[17:44] <Thrall> roll 1d20+3 iron will don't fail me now!
[17:44] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+3 12,0iron will don't fail me now! --> 12,0 20
[17:45] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> In the meantime, Thrall is stuck! The cleric approaches him, terrible smile on her face! "A fitting sacrifice, I think, to be done with all the proper ceremony," she whispers, withdrawing a slender mace from her belt. "Not that it's for you to see, now..." She raises her mace to strike... but Thrall overcomes the mental block, and life floods through his muscles again! Even as he twists to dodge, the mace comes down...
[17:45] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> roll 1d20+6
[17:45] <Rei-chan> 12,0GM-Hat-And-Cloak rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 11
[17:45] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> *Bonk!* A solid blow against his shoulder plate, black armour saving Thrall once again!
[17:47] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> The cleric recoils from this, shocked! "Shar take you, but you are the strong one," she whispers, fleeing into the magical darkness, leaving Thrall behind with a frothing demon!
[17:48] <Thrall> "Not so fast, bitch!" Thrall snarls, spurring his horse to gallop around the darkness so he can intercept her on the far side before she reaches the cave (and making sure not to pass by within 5 feet of the demon).
[17:50] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:50] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 9
[17:51] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Thrall rides around the darkness, just barely missing the running Sharran cleric! The pathetic demon stumbles after Thrall, belching out a cloud of nauseus, green gas as it shambles towards you, your nose quickly in protest!
[17:51] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:51] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 15
[17:52] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> Thralls mighty nostrils easily filter out the worst of the cloud, leaving him unaffected! But worse is yet to come, the Sharran cleric casting yet another spell at Thrall's currently spell-battered body!
[17:53] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:53] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 21
[17:54] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> A flicker of blackness runs past Thrall's eyes, but his body is sick of being affected by magic today, and he shrugs it off, vision returning! He's caught up to the fleeing Sharran cleric- but he's getting closer to the cave, too! He'll only have a short time before they reach it!
[17:54] * Thrall spurs his horse to gallop straight at her, intending to run the bitch to the ground and cut her wide open with his currently less than mighty but no less eager axe!
[17:54] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for ride
[17:55] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for ride --> 12,0 13
[17:56] <Thrall> roll 1d20+4
[17:56] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+4 --> 12,0 14
[17:56] <Thrall> roll 1d6+4
[17:56] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d6+4 --> 12,0 5
[17:56] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[17:56] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 9
[17:57] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> What *is* this cleric wearing? Even though your horse and your axe are accurate, your blows just glance off, her armour clearly strong! She keeps running, but you'll need to stop her now! Otherwise she'll reach the cave- and you can see some figures rushing out of it!
[17:59] <Thrall> Gunning his horse to pursue the cleric before she can reach her comrades, Thrall once more attempts to cut her right open and trample her underhoof!
[17:59] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for ride
[17:59] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for ride --> 12,0 25
[17:59] <Thrall> roll 1d20+4 for horse
[17:59] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+4 12,0for horse --> 12,0 9
[17:59] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for thrall
[17:59] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for thrall --> 12,0 14
[18:00] <GM-Hat-And-Cloak> No luck for Thrall, the woman twisting away from the blows this time! You can see the cave- Several men, with swords and spears are lining up, at least five of them! Dare Thrall take them on?

Ebiris · February 18, 2006, 01:20:59 PM

[14:13] <Thrall> Bringing his mount to a stop as the damnably quick cleric bolts towards her imagined safety, Thrall reaches into his saddlebag a moment to produce a tanglefoot bag which he hurls at the fleeing woman!
[14:13] <Thrall> roll 1d20+4
[14:13] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+4 --> 12,0 5
[14:14] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Sooooooo lucky I don't have critical bullshit.
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[14:15] * ChanServ sets mode: +o Kethean
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[14:15] <TheNpcSays> But his fingers split, and he drops the bag next to his horse, it's contents splattering away uselessly! The woman covers beyond the guards easily, now, fleeing into the cavern, while you can make out another shape walking from the depths!
[14:18] * Seraphin reigns up away fromt he spear line, a hand ducking into her cloak, and tossing a dark red bottle with a snap of her wrist, hoping for some kind of distraction.
[14:18] <Seraphin> roll d20+6
[14:18] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+6 --> 12,0 24
[14:20] <Seraphin> roll 1d6
[14:20] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d6 --> 12,0 1
[14:23] <TheNpcSays> The line of sword-and-spearmen yelp as the fiery substance is hurled on them, tounges of flame spitting out from the centre! One guards clothes actually catch fire- but his burns don't look serious. Now that you're closer, you can make out a bit more about them- three with spears, two with swords, and all wearing thick, black cloaks, with glints of armour and steel flashing. (More.)
[14:24] <TheNpcSays> Their faces are set, and all but the one who is actuall on fire (a spearman) start advancing towards Thrall- slowly, sticking together! But behind them is another man, clad in black! Flanked by another pair of guards, he chants under his breath, no doubt yet another prayer to Shar!
[14:24] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Reroll init, and we'll go from there.
[14:25] <Thrall> roll 1d20+1
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+1 --> 12,0 5
[14:25] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+4
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+4 --> 12,0 11
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 21
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 14
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 21
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 21
[14:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 --> 12,0 9
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> : 1d20+1, 3 , Total: 4
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> : 1d20+1, 20 , Total: 21
[14:25] <TheNpcSays> : 1d20+1, 14 , Total: 15
[14:26] * TheNpcSays changes topic to 'Guard 1 (Spear) = Guard 3 (Spear, On Fire), = Guard 4 (Sword), = Priestguard1 > Guard 2 (Spear) > Priestguard 2 > Seraphin > Thrall > Priest'
[14:27] <TheNpcSays> While the guard on fire wastes valuable time putting out flames, the other guards stick together, waiting so they can move as a group!
[14:27] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Oh, wait, they all act before you. My bad.
[14:28] <TheNpcSays> While the guard on fire wastes valuable time putting out flames, the other guards move together, aside from the ones sticking near the priest! They slowly advance on Thrall, gleaming weapons ready to bite!
[14:35] <Seraphin> With a quick movement of her hands, Seraphin picks out her last disposable dagger (though woe to the person who calls them that to her face). Another snap of her wrist sends it flying, trying to disrupt the cleric's spell!
[14:35] <Seraphin> roll d20+6
[14:35] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+6 --> 12,0 14
[14:37] <TheNpcSays> It's too far to see the effect- but no dread magic washes over Thrall or Seraphin, so it can't have been that bad!
[14:38] <Thrall> "Fall back to the Darkness!" Thrall calls to Seraphin, spurring his horse and bolting back to that sphere of shadowy blackness, bringing the horse to a halt as soon as they enter it.
[14:39] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[14:39] * Seraphin nods, pulling her horse around, and fleeing at full gallop to the same location.
[14:39] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20 --> 12,0 7
[14:39] <Thrall> OOC: ignore that roll!
[14:40] <TheNpcSays> The guards continue advancing a little, but they can hardly keep up with two people going full-tilt on horseback!
[14:41] <TheNpcSays> The orb of darkness looms ahead, the magic still strong!
[14:45] <Seraphin> "Let's get over to the other side...would be worse to end up surrounded inside it," Seraphin says as they near the darkness, slowing her mount to walk it through the field.
[14:46] <Thrall> "Agreed," Thrall rumbles, hunching down a bit and having his horse cautiously walk along the path to the other side of the black sphere once they're inside. "Damn mage hit me with some spell... need to wait till my strength returns before taking them on."
[14:47] <Seraphin> "I'm vaguely inclined to head back to town and do this later..." Seraphin grumps, shaking her head. "My protection from their spells should be wearing off soon."
[14:51] <Thrall> "We know that Dwarf is there, now. He likely won't stick around after this, though," Thrall growls, a low and guttural sound. "Besides, that bitch wanted to sacrifice me to her stupid Goddess. I'm not resting till every one of them is dead."
[14:55] <Seraphin> "True enough..." Seraphin murmurs, shrugging. "Ah well..." she hums. "We should at least check the mage's body for useful items."
[14:55] <Thrall> "You do that," Thrall says, readying his axe as they emerge on the other side of the Darkness. "I'll wait for any to follow us..."
[14:56] <Seraphin> "Right," Seraphin murmurs, dismounting and heading over to the nearby dead mage's corpse, checking it over like any professional looter.
[14:58] <TheNpcSays> And Seraphin finds a few things! The mage had a pouch with several bound scrolls in it- good quality paper, the kind she would enjoy using in her previous profession. There's also a holy symbol of Shar- a plain black disc on a chain! A well-crafted dagger rounds out the collection, hilt studded with a single, small black gem... but there's no gold, nor a spellbook to be found.
[14:59] * Seraphin checks for absolutely anything else. Bracers, belt, circlet, magicked looking boots...
[15:01] <TheNpcSays> He's wearing boots, bracers, and a belt, but no circlet. Nice robes, though...
[15:01] <TheNpcSays> They're fairly standard items- nothing special, but well-made and made to last.
[15:03] <Seraphin> "Scrolls and a dagger is all," Seraphin reports, stowing the scrolls, and slipping the dagger into her now unused sheath amidst the others.
[15:05] <Thrall> "Probably a lot more in the temple," Thrall murmurs, clenching his axe tightly and wishing his strength would return. Damnable magic... Well, he's still got plenty of bite for the first Sharran fool to blunder out of the Darkness looking for trouble.
[15:05] <TheNpcSays> They don't seem to be following you out. Funny, that.
[15:05] <TheNpcSays> In fact, you can't hear or see a thing out of the ordinary, darkness aside. It's like the wood was when you first found it, apart from the corpse and spell... empty and quiet.
[15:20] <TheNpcSays> A short while later, Thrall can feel his strength returning to him, his axe becoming light in his hands again, his armour no longer such a terrible weight.
[15:22] <Thrall> "Alright," Thrall grins, hefting his weapon. "Now its time to deal out some payback." Glancing towards Seraphin and backing away from the Darkness. "I think our best bet is to get some more distance and then circle around to come at them from the other direction."
[15:24] * Seraphin nods, sheathing the dagger she'd been playing with in the mean time. "Mmm," she agrees softly. "Sounds like a plan."
[15:25] <Thrall> Spurring his horse, Thrall starts at a swift canter back up the road towards Saradush, glancing back once they're far enough away from the Darkness to see past its sides.
[15:26] * Seraphin follows the more experienceed field worker. Who knew that fighting out in the wilderness like this could be so complicated? Really!
[15:27] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[15:27] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20 --> 12,0 13
[15:27] <Seraphin> roll d20+7
[15:27] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+7 --> 12,0 12
[15:28] <TheNpcSays> There's not much to see, it seems- the whole forest is still of movement. Not that it's much to look at...
[15:29] * Thrall keeps at this pace for a few more minutes, before turning his horse to the right and heading that way for a few hundred feet before he turns back towards the cave.
[15:30] * Seraphin continues following, keeping her eyes towards the cave and the road from it.
[15:31] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[15:31] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20 --> 12,0 7
[15:31] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+7
[15:31] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 11
[15:34] <TheNpcSays> Even with both of them looking, neither Seraphin nor Thrall can see anything unusual, but they're getting closer to the rear side of the cave. It's hard to tell if the guards are actually still there- you can't see anything from this angle, at any rate.
[15:39] * Thrall lines up his horse up some ways behind the cave entrance. "Feel like trying to sneak up and see what's still down there, or shall we just charge in?" Thrall quietly asks his partner.
[15:39] * Seraphin pulls up a ways away, whispering. "We should secure the horses out of general sight...and I should probably go scouting," she murmurs, shaking her head. "I'll start screaming curses in Infernal if I need back up."
[15:40] <Thrall> "Right," Thrall nods dubiously, staying on horseback as Seraphin ties hers up. Might as well make use of it for mopping up any that happen to still be outside, if it comes to that...
[15:44] * Seraphin starts off in the direction of the cave liptrying to keep her hair under the dark hood of her cloak, sneaking up to see if anyone's by the entrance, from behind.
[15:45] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Hide check, Seraphin.
[15:45] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+12
[15:45] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+12 --> 12,0 26
[15:46] <Thrall> roll 1d20
[15:46] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20 --> 12,0 12
[15:46] <TheNpcSays> There are only two guards by the entrance- where did the rest go? They've got spears, and seem very tense.
[15:46] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+7
[15:46] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 18
[15:47] <Seraphin> Having checked that out, Seraphin melts back towards Thrall, keeping her senses open as she tracks back to her business partner.
[15:47] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d4+1
[15:47] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d4+1 --> 12,0 4
[15:47] <TheNpcSays> roll 2d6
[15:47] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 2d6 --> 12,0 3
[15:49] <TheNpcSays> A glint of steel- then a dagger! It sinks between cracks in Thrall's armour, a sharp, painful blow to the side! Thrall can see the thrower, behind a tree, but when he sees his blade has sunk in, he shouts out!
[15:51] <Thrall> roll 1d20+1
[15:51] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+1 --> 12,0 15
[15:52] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Init, Seraphin.
[15:54] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+4
[15:54] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+4 --> 12,0 12
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Sorry, distracted.
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+3 Daggerguy1
[15:58] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+3 12,0Daggerguy1 --> 12,0 12
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+3 Daggerguy2
[15:58] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+3 12,0Daggerguy2 --> 12,0 9
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+2 5 Brave Guardsmen
[15:58] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+2 12,05 Brave Guardsmen --> 12,0 18
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> OOC: O-o the hell?
[15:58] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+1 Priest
[15:58] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+1 12,0Priest --> 12,0 8
[15:59] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+1 Priestguards
[15:59] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+1 12,0Priestguards --> 12,0 15
[15:59] * TheNpcSays changes topic to '5 Brave Guardsmen > Priestguards = Thrall > Daggerguy1 = Seraphin > Daggerguy 2 > Priest'
[16:00] <TheNpcSays> Seraphin can hear noises behind her as she leaves the cave entrance, men rushing out!
[16:00] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Action, Thrall.
[16:00] <Thrall> OOC: daggerguy 1 is the only bad guy I can see, right?
[16:01] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Yeah.
[16:01] <Thrall> "Son of a bitch!" Thrall snarls, yanking the dagger free and spurring his horse straight at the guy who just hit him, aiming for the good old trample/axing combo that kind of hasn't worked so well, today.
[16:01] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for ride
[16:01] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for ride --> 12,0 16
[16:02] <Thrall> roll 1d20+4 for horse
[16:02] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Roll for yourself and for horsey.
[16:02] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+4 12,0for horse --> 12,0 10
[16:02] <Thrall> roll 1d20+8 for axe (power attack, -2)
[16:02] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+8 12,0for axe (power attack, -2) --> 12,0 15
[16:02] <Thrall> roll 1d12+10
[16:02] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d12+10 --> 12,0 21
[16:04] <Thrall> OOC: 18 on my to hit roll factoring in +1 mounted and +2 charge
[16:05] <TheNpcSays> It's a piledriver of a blow, but it hits a cloaked, fearful man, cleaving a solid chunk out of his skull!
[16:05] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Seraphin, make a spot check.
[16:05] <Seraphin> roll d20+7
[16:05] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 d20+7 --> 12,0 20
[16:06] <TheNpcSays> As Seraphin heads back to Thrall, she can see a cloaked man behind another tree, sharpened dagger ready to throw!
[16:10] <TheNpcSays> OOC:Action.
[16:13] * Seraphin moves closer while the man's distracted, just enough to throw a dagger and pick out where his organs should be. Drawing the mage's dagger, she throws it with a sharp twist of her wrist.
[16:13] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+6
[16:13] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 22
[16:13] <Seraphin> roll 1d4+3
[16:13] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d4+3 --> 12,0 5
[16:13] <Seraphin> roll 1d6
[16:13] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d6 --> 12,0 1
[16:14] <TheNpcSays> The dagger flies into the man, who starts and stares back it you, pain etched across his face! He flings his towrads you in response, hoping to return the favour!
[16:14] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+7
[16:14] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 22
[16:15] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d4+1
[16:15] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d4+1 --> 12,0 5
[16:16] <TheNpcSays> Guardsmen rush around the side of the cave, weapons bared as they see Seraphin and Thrall! If they charged, they could reach Seraphin from where she's standing now, but Thrall is still a good distance away!
[16:16] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Thrall!
[16:18] <Thrall> Deciding to aid Seraphin, Thrall charges at the still standing rogue, intending to have him join his buddy in the afterlife.
[16:18] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6 for ride
[16:18] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 12,0for ride --> 12,0 8
[16:19] <Thrall> roll 1d20+13 for axing
[16:19] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+13 12,0for axing --> 12,0 14
[16:22] <TheNpcSays> Thrall's axe wooshes past the man, a clear miss, hitting nothing but air! The slink of a man starts with Thrall near him, however...
[16:23] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Seraphin, your action.
[16:25] <Seraphin> Moving cautiously around to the other side of dagger guy (and a significant more distance from those oncoming guards!), Seraphin attacks him from a flanking position!
[16:25] <Seraphin> roll 1d20+8
[16:25] <Rei-chan> 12,0Seraphin rolled :12,0 1d20+8 --> 12,0 10
[16:27] <TheNpcSays> The man is yanking out a short sword, and narrowly deflects Seraphins blade! He ducks out the way and runs for it, towards his advancing comrades, who rush up to a handful of metres away from Thrall and Seraphin!
[16:27] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Thrall.
[16:32] <Thrall> Huffing a little as his blood boils at the sight of his enemies, Thrall lets out a loud war cry as he raises his axe aloft and moves to engage the phalanx, braving their spears to slash at one of the sword wielders once he's in range!
[16:33] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+7
[16:33] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+7
[16:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 24
[16:33] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+7
[16:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 13
[16:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+7 --> 12,0 19
[16:33] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d8+4
[16:33] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d8+4
[16:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d8+4 --> 12,0 9
[16:33] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d8+4 --> 12,0 7
[16:34] <Thrall> "Gwragh!" Thrall lets out a guttural roar as he's punctured, his axe nonetheless singing through the air!
[16:35] <Thrall> roll 1d20+9 (-2 for power attack)
[16:35] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+9 12,0(-2 for power attack) --> 12,0 12
[16:36] <TheNpcSays> But the swordsman deftly blocks Thrall's strike, even as he stumbles a step backwards from the force of the blow! He takes a swing back!
[16:36] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+6
[16:36] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 23
[16:36] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d8+2
[16:36] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d8+2 --> 12,0 7
[16:39] <TheNpcSays> It's a brutal blow, the sword shearing into Thrall! His vision starts to dim, the world slowly fading away...
[16:39] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Seraphin!
[16:39] <TheNpcSays> It's a brutal blow, the sword shearing into Thrall! His vision starts to dim, but the world isn't fading away yet!
[16:39] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Seraphin!
[16:47] <Seraphin> Cursing rather profusely in every language she knows, Seraphin watches for only an instant as her friend, albeit only professionally, is being surrounded and taken down. Doing the only thing she can think of for him, she engulfs the whole group in her magical dfarkness, and then flees for her horse!
[16:47] <Seraphin> *Darkness
[16:49] <TheNpcSays> Thrall's vision goes black, suddenly, all sight winking out as Seraphin's voice peels through the air! He can hear yells right in front of him, and can hear the sounds of weapons being blindly waved about!
[16:49] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+6
[16:49] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 8
[16:49] <TheNpcSays> roll 1d20+6
[16:49] <Rei-chan> 12,0TheNpcSays rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 11
[16:50] <TheNpcSays> But, thank Selune, Gruumsh, Waukeen, and every other god in the panetheon, they miss! Thrall still has a chance!
[16:51] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Action, Thrall. Blinded people don't get AoO's. >_>
[16:51] * Thrall desperately spurs his horse to wheel about and retreat back the way he came, deciding that coming back another day probably would be better.
[16:51] <Thrall> roll 1d20+6
[16:51] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d20+6 --> 12,0 15
[16:52] <TheNpcSays> Light fills his field of vision again, Thrall skillfully riding his horse out of Seraphin's magic! There's nobody else in sight but her!
[16:52] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Seraphin!
[16:53] <Seraphin> The cursing ends abruptly upon that, Seraphin cracking a smile. "Let's get out of here!" she calls to THrall, rushing onto her horse.
[16:55] <TheNpcSays> Her horse waits patiently for her, still tied to a tree! There's cursing coming from the darkness, too!
[16:56] * Thrall wheels up near Seraphin as she mounts her horse, taking a moment to toss down a potion of cure light wounds. "Thanks," he grunts, pained. "Thought I was a goner."
[16:56] <Thrall> roll 1d8+1
[16:56] <Rei-chan> 12,0Thrall rolled :12,0 1d8+1 --> 12,0 4
[16:56] * Seraphin unties her horse and mounts, spurring it towards the road and Saradush, but not forgetting to hurl a few choice insults back into the darkness concerning geneology and sexual practices in Draconic and Infernal.
[16:57] <TheNpcSays> The other soldiers are stumbling out the darkness, now, and when they see you, they don't even bother giving chase, your mounts being much faster than them on foot! And so the pair of you ride out of the wood, back to Saradush, and safety!
[16:58] <TheNpcSays> OOC: I'm going to pause you guys for now.
[16:58] <TheNpcSays> OOC: Feel free to RP along the way back, but I'm going to focus on the others.
[17:00] * Seraphin takes a breather once they're a distance away, glancing at Thrall. "Honestly? I thought you were good as dead too," she admits, shaking her head.
[17:02] * Thrall nods wearily, bloodied and battered as he hunches down in the saddle, replacing his axe in its harness. "Underestimated them," he grimaces. "Hate to leave an enemy at my back, but..." Shaking his head, "At least we got those scrolls?"
[17:04] * Seraphin pats her saddlebag. "Indeed we did," she agrees, smiling a little. "We'll come back, a little mroe prepared," she hums, shrugging.
[17:08] <Thrall> "After a few day's rest," Thrall decides firmly. "And some magical healing on top of that... haven't taken a beating this bad in months."
[17:10] * Seraphin nods, slumping a little in her saddle, and carefully removing gauze from her bags to at least get in the way of ehr bleeding knife wound. "Mmm," she agrees, blowing at her bangs. "I was actually disappointed at the thought of someone else dyuing," she snickers. "How novel."
[17:14] <Usagi-> "I'm touched," the half-orc deadpans. "Though I really am grateful - going down to a mob of stupid cultists is no way to die."
[17:16] * Seraphin snorts at the first part, rolling her eyes. "You're nice to work with is all," she murmurs, smiling. "Quite, though there are worse ways."
[17:17] <Thrall> "There always are," Thrall sighs, settling into silence as he nurses his wounds and bruised ego while the pair travel back to the city.
[17:19] <Seraphin> ---

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