Session 20 12-14/1/4446 - Dinner & Tentacles.

The Vision of the Aberrant Cultists

Sister Tamara of Clear Meadows, Mitra priestess

13/1/4446
Hakeem Malenn Bjornalf Osgar join Rey at Briaron's Villa, Ahyf, leaving behind the Vex Gratitude docked at Trade commanded by Happy Iocunnu, with 20 crew plus Polyachus & Cassandra 'bunny' Starling now free of her collar.
14/1/4446 Hakeem Malenn Bjornalf Osgar & Rey
leave Ahyf, & go west to investigate the abduction of women from the roads & farms around Clear Meadows. Rescue Sister Tamara from cultists, capture 4 aberrant cultists (one with tentacle-mouth), have vision of an aberrant cult ceremony. Cultists offer to take the group to their lair, in exchange for their lives.

XP
RP/Investigation 500 each
Combat 200 each
Total: 700 each

PCs Present
Hakeem, Barbarian LEVEL 6 XP 700+14087=14787/23000
Rey Rogue LEVEL 5 XP 700+12285=12985/14000
Bjornalf Brighteyes Warlock LEVEL 5 XP 700+10840=11540/14000
Osgar, Fighter LEVEL 4  XP 700+3900=4600/6500

PCs Not Present
Kradis Barbarian LEVEL 3 XP 1378/2700

   
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8:32am  2015-5-09 Smon Has entered the room
8:33am  2015-5-09 Kjato Ragfoot Has entered the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Hello
8:35am  2015-5-09 atherton Has entered the room
Smon: Hi Kjato! Welcome back
Smon: Hi ath
atherton: sare we waiting for Graham?
Kjato Ragfoot: Was quite an adventure - the train drivers in Germany are on strike...
atherton: oh oops, hello Kjato
atherton: forgetting my manners
Kjato Ragfoot: Hello Ath
Smon: Summary of what happened since Kjato's last session: After fighting zombies in Ulther's Crypt Bjornalf and co returned to the surface but ran into Oriax's apprentice Joseph and a bunch of Orcs. A fight broke out, Bjornalf & Osgar retreated with Malenn Jana & Polyachus while Hakeem did a berserk charge into the Orcs.
Smon: Some of the Orcs chased the main group into the Ghinarian Hills and soon caught them, but the 5 Orcs were defeated and killed.
Smon: Malenn & Os then had the group head back to try to rescue Hakeem, but Hakeem had already been captured by Joseph & escaped from Oriax's slave wagon, hid from the Orcs and escaped.
Smon: Malenn & co met Hakeem just south of Ulther's Crypt, the group returned to Selatine, but Jana Vex said Hakeem needed to get out of town.
Smon: (This ignorning that Joseph saw *Jana* and the rest of you in the area where an Orc patrol got massacred...)
Kjato Ragfoot: Well. We have the Vex Gratitude prepared for a journey already, to bring the druidess to one of the islands.
Smon: Anyway the current plan is that Hakeem Bjornalf Osgar Polyachus and Polyachus' new girlfriend the escaped slave & druidess go north to rendezvous with Rey, who is on a diplomatic mission to Ahyf.
atherton: "Bjornalf it seems that Jana Vex minds not if the rest of us should die"
atherton: I scratch my jowls and pat down a few strands of ginger hairs across my balding pate
8:42am  2015-5-09 Amalric Has entered the room
atherton: Hi Amalric
Smon: The Vex Gratitude is being prepped for voyage by Happy, he reckons it's ready to sail if you give him half an hour to round up the crew.
Amalric: morning gents
Smon: Hi Graham.
Kjato Ragfoot: Ah. Well. We can take that ship almost everywhere.
Smon: OOC Rey is currently in Ahyf so rendezvousing the parties would work well, but I'll not force you if you don't want to.
Smon: GM: Suggest we pick up with Rey now but aim to do a brief time jump shortly so I can bring you together? We'll say Happy has re-painted the Vex Gratitude so it's no longer so obviously Tsamar's Jewel.
Kjato Ragfoot: Fine with me.
atherton: no objections -- but its really ot my side of the adventure to say anything
Smon: @Bjornalf You can set sail in the dark but you know you'll want to round the Cape of No Return after sunrise.
Kjato Ragfoot: I will let Happy decided where and when to sail, he knows the local waters better than I do.
Smon: You can go straight to Ahyf and hope for the best, or dock at Trade to the east where you should hopefully be safer, then travel on foot to Ahyf?
Smon: If you keep the ship offshore at Ahyf and just send the landing boat to the quayside it should be fairly secure.
Smon: Ahyf harbour - http://payload111.cargocollective.com/1/1/42064/4524300/MEC17_4193_HarborThug.jpg
Amalric: just watch yourself on the quayside in Ahyf, because I might kill you accidentally
Smon:
Smon: He has the Death Sentence in 12 ports!
atherton: "well Bjornalf, lead on"
atherton: "I'm just a humble land lubber"
Kjato Ragfoot: Let's take some cargo, head to Trade. Happy should do some trading there, while we walk to Ahyf.
Smon: GM: Night in Selatine and the Vex Gratitude sets sail for the north with its cargo of passengers... Meanwhile around the same time at the Ahyf docks, Rey is fiddling unsuccessfully with the iron collar round the neck of a buxom blonde Coin Girl, the former Malla Sidenae of Rallu...
Kjato Ragfoot: ((Did Cassandra get rid of her slave collar?))
atherton: (I'm letting you take the lead Kjato)
Smon: In an alcove close by the Fighting Pit Rey (with Alli the Maid & Malla) hears footsteps and looks up to see a heavy-set, dark-skinned man - Garnoth, the deputy to Gorok Half-Ogre.
Smon: Cassandra- all efforts to pick the lock were unsuccessful. I'll give 30% chance that Bjornalf's old maid arranged for a smith to come visit...
Smon: /roll d100
Smon rolls 1d100 and gets: 818181,
Smon: no, so Cassie is still collared.
Smon: These collars are tricky.
Amalric: apparently!
Smon: Big Garnoth looks over Rey, Alli and the Coin Girl. Garnoth: "Friend, I'd stop fiddling with her Coin Box if I were you. Malla, Gorok wants you back inside - too many customers in there tonight."
Smon: Malla nods submissively.
Amalric: uh-oh
Amalric: how big is big?
Smon: The rain is getting worse, the docks have largely been abandoned now as the sailors & coin girls take shelter.
Smon: He's about 6'4", broad shoulders.
Kjato Ragfoot: ((I found a solution to the collar problem for Cassandra: She just needs to level, then turn into a non-poisoneous snake and slither out of the collar))
Smon:
Amalric: damn, I had thought of just rounding them up and taking them back to the mansion sneakily, but it appears I'll have to try something else
Amalric: like just buying them
Smon: Bjornalf can suggest that to Cassie. Where she's from Druids don't get Wild Shape until higher level (1e rules), whereas here she gets it at 4th, which is her caster level already - she just needs to try...
Kjato Ragfoot: Ah.
Smon: Rey knows Garnoth by sight; he's a capable skull-cracker with the club at his belt.
Kjato Ragfoot: Cassandra, say, I heard druids are able to take the shape of wild animals.
Smon: Cassie nods. "Great Druids like Thornstag, yes. But I am but an Initiate..."
Smon: /roll d20+7
Smon rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 1616, (+7) = 23
Kjato Ragfoot: Couldn't you simply turn into some slow-worm and slither out?
Smon: Cassie looks sceptical but is willing to try (23 on Persuasion check)
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 2d20+7 and gets: 55, 1919, (+7) = 31
Kjato Ragfoot: Hah. Inspired Success.
Smon: After several unsuccessful attempts to turn into a worm, there is a kind of shimmer and suddenly a fluffy bunny-rabbit sits amidst Cassie's iron collar and fur bikini.
Smon: The rabbit hops to one side, then a now-naked Cassandra reappears in the cabin.
Smon: She grins, blushing. "Thank you! Just pass me that..." indicating her loincloth.
Kjato Ragfoot: Of course.
Smon: While Cassie turns away & slips her loincloth back on, Rey is facing Garnoth.
Smon: The big man jerks a thumb at Malla, who nods again and starts to walk for the Airshark Inn's entrance.
Amalric: "Oh, my apologies. Had my fun, just got a little carried away. She's all yours."
Smon: Rey recalls his hour before dinner must be about up, BTW.
Amalric: Assuming Garnoth is happy Rey nods and is on his way with Alli, quickly
Smon: Garnoth nods and watches Rey & Alli depart. GM: ok, gonna do time jump now.
Amalric: (should have just headed back with her, or killed that other sailor and taken them both right back, too ambitious)
Smon: Rey is a bit late for what turns out to be a satisfactory dinner, not as good as the one at Lord Vilius' table last night. Rey spends a pleasant night with Alli, who has some interesting Ralluan skills in the massage department... The Vex Gratitude rounds the Cape of No Return at dawn on 13/1/46 BCCC
Smon: The Gratitude docks at Trade mid-morning, the harbourmaster charges Bjornalf a 10gp docking fee. Happy has the crew offload some Selatine mutton carcasses & smoked fish he stocked up on...
Smon: Leaving Trade, Bjornalf, Hakeem & Osgar can head for Ahyf. (a) Are you buying horses or going on foot? (b) Leaving Cassie & Polyachus at Trade, or bringing along?
atherton: I'll go by foot
atherton: unless someone wants to buy a horse for me
Kjato Ragfoot: How far is it?
Smon: Meanwhile in the mansion of Warlord Briaron, Rey rises late at his accustomed hour, Alli nestled beside him.
Smon: 25 miles approx, 8 hour hike on foot, 4 hrs with a horse.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Ah. Damn it. Sorry, I have to leave - the parcel service messed something up and I have to retrieve the parcel within the hour. Will be back in about half in hour)
atherton: ok over to Graham then
Smon: I can say it's just the 3 PCs Os Hak & Bjornalf
9:11am  2015-5-09 Kjato Ragfoot Has exited the room
Amalric: "I could use your skills. None of my slaves can work me quite like that."
Smon: Alli smiles. "Your slaves are just brutes from barbarian worlds. I am properly trained."
Smon: She grins. "That was why Tsamar kept me..."
Smon: Lord Reynard joins fellow Lords Vilus of Theber and Warlord Briaron for brunch. They seem to be talking a lot about general matters unrelated to recovering the Rallu women.
Amalric: "Good point. Lets make it official when we get back."
Smon: Alli: "I belong to Master Bjornalf... You would have to buy me, sir."
Smon: GM: skipping ahead... the day in Briaron's manor passes rather tediously for Rey, but that evening just before nightfall Bjornalf Hakeem & Osgar reach the walled town of Ahyf and are escorted to Briaron's hall.
Smon: OOC unfortunately missing 2 of 3 players though.
atherton: lets wait for Kjato Simon
atherton: this isn't my part of the game so I'm uncomfortable makign decisions
Smon: @Ath - Briaron is the Chosen Warlord of Ahyf and holds one of the Ralluan women Rey has been tasked with recovering.
Amalric: we can do some stuff
atherton: ok
Amalric: and a day in Alli's company would never be tedious
Amalric: Could we have Rey negotiate with Briaron about the Ralluan women, while we wait for Kjato to return?
Smon: Rey greets Hakeem Osgar & Bjornalf. While the (male) house slaves show them to the bathchamber to bathe before dinner and Lady Calpurnia tends to the preparations, Rey has a chance to catch Briaron alone in his study/den for the first time.
Smon: (The concubine girl has been left chained to the warlord's throne). Briaron looks up from his desk as Rey comes to his door. "Ah, Lord Mercellin. Do come in. A brandy before dinner?"
Amalric: "My Lord, if I could have but a moment of your time?"
Amalric: "That would be most welcome, thankyou."
Smon: Briaron nods affably. "Certainly." He pours two brandies. "From Ossary - the Skandiks are good for something besides raiding, these days."
Smon: Briaron passes Rey the Ossary Brandy.
Amalric: Rey takes a snifter, then sips it and tastes it carefully
Amalric: "They certainly are - quality stuff!"
Smon: Briaron: "Just looking at this report from the docks - three sailors off the Rabid Kraken were killed last night..."
Amalric: (Guess I should have waited for him to taste it first, just in case!)
Smon: Briaron looks up. "You wouldn't happen to have seen anything perchhance?"
Amalric: "Really? That sort of thing common or not..?"
Amalric: (and Rey would have used healing dice last night to cure his wounds)
Smon: Briaron shrugs. "The occasional death, not uncommon. Three men killed by a lone blademaster, a little more rare..."
Smon: ok roll some d8s
Amalric: "No, not I. Was down by the Fighting Pit watching that Archermos (or w/e he's called) - some fighter he! Won me a few coin."
Amalric rolls 3d8 and gets: 66, 88, 11, = 15
Amalric: think that's what he took, 15hp?
Amalric: or 14?
Smon: +2 CON so 8, 10, 3
Smon: Was 14 down so 2 dice puts you at full, and you get 2 dice back overnight, so all good.
Amalric: excellent
Smon: Briaron nods. Bluff roll...
Smon: /roll d20+5
Smon rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 1212, (+5) = 17
Smon: He seems moderately convinced.
Amalric:
Smon: (You get extra skill specialisations at level 6 BTW, might want to take Bluff & Thieves' Tools)
Amalric: (agreed, definitely useful)
Amalric: (especially in Rey's line of work)
Smon: Briaron nods. "I heard Archermos killed Atalante last night, great fight by all accounts..."
Smon: He sips his brandy.
Amalric: "Yes. Not a fighter I would want to cross, for sure. And barely even a nick on him! How does he do it..?"
Smon: Briaron shrugs. "Experience. He'll be facing a Troll captured in the mountains tonight... we'll see how that goes. Funny thing, Archermos fights for coin to buy back his daughter from debt-slavery in Hara. A year ago he was but a penniless mercenary... now he's famous."
Amalric: "Surely he has earned enough coin by now?"
Smon: "But it seems that the interest Lord Namelin charges on the Debt ever accumulates... You'd be surprised."
Amalric: "And...speaking of buying from slavery..."
Amalric: "Ouch."
Smon: Briaron smiles.
9:32am  2015-5-09 Kjato Ragfoot Has entered the room
Amalric: "There are some Ralluan women here in town. Brought here by Tsamar the Pirate. I am here to negotiate their freedom, if I can."
Smon: @Bjornalf - you have reached the mansion of Lord Briaron is Ahyf, briefly greeted Rey.
Smon: Os Bjornalf & Hakeem have been bathing before dinner while Rey is meeting with Briaron in his study.
Smon: Briaron nods. "Indeed, as you know I have one of them myself! Most dear to me, she is. Gorok has three for coin-girls, and one serves at the Temple."
Amalric: "Ah, really? That makes my job more difficult then, I fear."
Smon: Briaron nods. "I expect Gorok would sell some of his girls, for the right price. And I can have a word with Father Camus. But mine is not for sale."
Amalric: "Oh, that would be most kind of you. I would not dare to even attempt to pry yours from you."
Amalric: "Could you speak to Gorok on my behalf? I am sure coming from you that would be most...persuasive."
Smon: Briaron nods and drinks more brandy, smiling slightly coldly. "Lord Mercellin - Vilius tells me you serve Lord Vex of Selatine, now."
Smon: He looks into his brandy, swirls it around, then looks up. "Many men died at Selatine, not long ago. Bad men, mostly. But many of those men had family and friends here, in Ahyf."
9:39am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has entered the room
Amalric: "Well, I serve Vilius first, Vex second. And the fighting at Selatine was nothing to do with me, bar my appearance at the end. I was elsewhere when it all started."
chris107: Morning chaps
atherton: Hi Chris
Amalric: morning Chris
Smon: (Yaay Chris! Hakeem is in the bath with Bjornalf & Os at Briaron's Hall in Ahyf). Briaron nods.
chris107: Sat in Sainsbury's car park on phone again
Amalric: "I feel for their families."
Smon: (you three just reached Ahyf after sailing to Trade then walking 25 miles)
chris107: Okay
Smon: Briaron: "Lord Mercellin... The Council of Elders wants revenge. There have even been calls for war with Selatine. Crazy hotheads..."
Smon: The three bathers finish & dress for dinner, which will be served shortly.
Amalric: "War? That would be...crazy indeed."
chris107: Yum
Amalric: "War benefits neither party, while making Yusan stronger."
Smon: "Aye. My thoughts exactly."
Amalric: "What do you propose?"
Smon: Briaron sighs. "We have enough trouble already. Strange cultists are raiding the road west of here, around Clear Meadows. The Neo-Nerathi are on the march. Yusan grows ever stronger..."
Amalric: "I have heard of the cultists. Perhaps my friends and I might investigate that?"
Amalric: "As a favour from Selatine to Ahyf?"
Smon: He nods. "It would be best if the Ralluans would depart Selatine, perhaps after sending compensation to us here in Ahyf. And yes, if you could assist me with regard to the raiders, that would certainly win plaudits. We have men at Clear Meadows, but they have accomplished little."
Smon: A bell rings. "Ah, dinner! Shall we?"
Amalric: "I shall speak with Lord Vex as regards the Ralluans, and by all means leave Clear Meadows to us."
Amalric: "Lets! You serve a fine dinner indeed, my Lord."
Smon: Briaron smiles. "Excellent". Lords 'Mercellin' and Briaron join Briaron's wife Lady Calpurnia, Lord Vilius Theber, the Weaponmasters of Selatine Theber & Ahyf, and new guests Hakeem Osgar & Bjornalf.
chris107: Hakeem looks on greedily
Smon: Lady Calpurnia is a rather chilly-looking Nerathi woman -https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhab85otv6MLqMGfEm8f7zpiUhuYd0EEMHn4qUaVNc0k8CjqPP54DusxDBmy2jr5mGw-nfeB5DmTIEsxWjBcDP1wVAo10CsnBUz1bqquLd-V8DwTbbEGSC7QYIaD35XUYXLktD5xfqdnMQ/s1600/greek_princess_by_mariejhonson-d7oskvd.jpg She seems very much in charge of the household.
Smon: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhab85otv6MLqMGfEm8f7zpiUhuYd0EEMHn4qUaVNc0k8CjqPP54DusxDBmy2jr5mGw-nfeB5DmTIEsxWjBcDP1wVAo10CsnBUz1bqquLd-V8DwTbbEGSC7QYIaD35XUYXLktD5xfqdnMQ/s1600/greek_princess_by_mariejhonson-d7oskvd.jpg
Smon: (fully dressed)
atherton: I heave my corpulent form up to the table
Smon: Briaron - http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs38/f/2008/364/9/a/Warlord_by_cwgabriel.jpg
Smon: The servants serve the starter, a red sharkfin soup from the Korm Basin.
chris107: Soup?!
Smon: Alli is among the maids assisting. She nods to Bjornalf. "Welcome, master."
chris107: H tries to hide his disappointment
Smon: /roll d20+3
atherton: "we should go to the Korm basin friend Hakeem"
Smon rolls 1d20+3 and gets: 77, (+3) = 10
chris107: "Not if they live off fish soup." Whispers H to his chum O
Kjato Ragfoot: Lord Rey, I hope my servant behaved well?
Smon: Lady Calpurnia nods to Osgar. "The Korm Basin is beautiful... But the foul usurper Namelin rules those lands, now."
chris107: "Then kill him." Suggests H
Smon: Calpurnia sighs. "The true Queen, my sister Earani, lies in bondage while he squats on the throne of Hara."
Amalric: "She did indeed, Bjornalf. A most...able assistant, I must say."
chris107: You really wouldn't want H as a dinner party guest
Amalric: "She...ah...wouldn't be for sale, would she?"
Smon: Calpurnia looks to Hakeem, nods and smiles warmly. "Exactly what I've been telling my husband!"
Smon: /roll d20+4
Amalric: (Alli, not Earani!)
Smon rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 1515, (+4) = 19
Kjato Ragfoot: I will consider it.
chris107: H smiles broadly. It would seem he's made a hit in society
Kjato Ragfoot: But it seems there are more pressing matters right now, as the Lady's worries about her sister.
Smon: Calpurnia seems to like Hakeem, she places a delicate hand on his wrist. "What we need is a Hero."
atherton: I gracefully slobber my soup
atherton: the doings of the high born are above my head and pay grade
chris107: Why you have a table full of 'em he replies. Gesturing to his friends.
chris107: And Rey
Amalric: haha! thanks
Smon: Calpurnia grins at Hakeem. "Oh, I am sure Lord Mercellin is also Heroic, in his own way!"
Smon: Alli giggles as she passes by with the soup platter.
chris107: "Lord who?" H scratches his head
Amalric: "Me, you dumb lunk!"
Amalric: Rey pretends not to notice Alli's giggle
chris107: "Oh?" H looks a bit shocked at Rey's title but says no more.
Smon: Lord Briaron has been chatting with old Lord Vilius. He looks up. "Calpurnia, as I have already explained, political considerations make any action against Hara impossible. They are allied with Neo-Nerath. Our agents report they will soon be reinforced by a huge army coming over the Bisituni Highlands... If we challenge them, Ahyf faces utter disaster!"
chris107: (OOC where's Malenn btw?)
Amalric: "An army?! That is troubling news indeed."
chris107: H smiles at the thought of laying low a whole army
Smon: (I'll say Malenn came with you & is just a bit late for dinner.  Polyachus & Cassandra Starling stayed with the Vex Gratitude at Trade, 25 miles east of Hara
chris107: "Is there a pass in the Highlands where a few good men could defeat an army?" He enquires
Smon: A freshly bathed Malenn takes her seat beside Hakeem and a slightly cool bowl of soup
chris107: H gives her a hefty ravish of welcome
chris107: (Radishes been out of season  )
Amalric: (LOL, nice)
Smon: Briaron turns to Hakeem. "The Highlands are rugged, but not as mountainous as the Ractuan Pass. Light infantry can navigate with relative ease, I fear. And where the Gnomes of Ractuan have stood firm, the Halflings of Bisituni fear to stand against the Nerathi."
chris107: H nods sadly at this news.
atherton: dinner time here
Smon: Lord Vilius looks unhappy. "My lord Briaron, we have discussed this before. The Neo-Nerath assure us they wish only to bring peace and order to our lands. Their emissary the Priestess Chelarre Foxwood spoke most charmingly at the Lords' Gathering. You should have been there to hear her." Briaron shrugs.
chris107: I think I'm good until the Sainsbury's car park attendant wonders what I'm doing or my mobile data allowance runs out!
Smon: Briaron: "Let's talk of other matters. Lord Mercellin suggested that you could perhaps aid us against the raiders abducting women from around Clear Meadows?"
Amalric: "We had better investigate Clear Meadows and the possible cultists first, before we start worrying about possible invasions."
Amalric: "One matter at a time."
chris107: H distrusts Foxwoods
Amalric: (great minds think alike)
Smon: Briaron smiles in agreement with Rey.
Smon: Calpurnia - who seems sharp - sees Hakeem glower at the mention of Foxwood, and nods.
Smon: Calpurnia: "The Neo-Nerathi are racists who hate all Altanians, see them fit only to be raised as undead sword fodder. They blacken the holy name of Nerath with their Necromancy! It is appalling that the Ghinarian Lords would even consider allying with them!"
Smon: Briaron shifts uncomfortably.
Smon: Vilius: "They may be our only hope against Yusan..."
chris107: Hakeem pats the old bat on the back agreeing wholeheartedly with her
Smon: Hakeem pats the highly agitated Calpurnia (who is maybe 30?) Briaron turns to Rey. "You see my difficulty."
Kjato Ragfoot: I am quite certain the local lords could defeat Yusan if they allied. It is a pity there are so many grievances between our cities.
chris107: Let 'em in and you will all be slaves - or worse within the year.
Smon: Calpurnia nods to Hakeem. "Exactly what I have been saying!"
chris107: (OOC didn't want to open the pics with limited mobile data to burn  )
Smon: Vilius: "Captain Bjornalf is wise, Briaron. If Ahyf would only join the Lords' Alliance we can stand against Yusan. We can stand against Neo-Nerath. And preserve our ancient Freedom."
chris107: H is not a natural diplomat and hopes he's not buggering up clever plans been laid by Rey and Bjo?
Amalric: "I do indeed, my Lord."
Amalric: "And Lord Vilius is quite right. We already pretty much agreed that, did we not, Briaron?"
Smon: Briaron nods. "Aye. If it were up to me alone, I would join the Alliance. But I am not a Ghinarian Lord, I am a Chosen leader and must abide by the Council." He drinks some wine. "I will call a meeting of the Council tomorrow. If I can tell them that Selatine offers compensation for the deaths of Tsamar's men, and that you have volunteered to expunge the evil threatening Clear Meadows, we will be in a strong position."
Smon: Weaponmaster Balthus nods. "I was given coin for you, Lord Briaron. It will be some compensation."
chris107: (Tsamar the piretess?)
Smon: (yes)
Smon: (she was based out of Ahyf, and sold her booty here)
chris107: (:))
chris107: (And has a fine backhand cut!  )
Smon: Vilius: "I am willing to speak to your Council, Lord Briaron."
Smon: Briaron nods. "Talking of Tsamar - does she still live?" OOC you know Eldam Alamsor of Rallu is holding her captive on his ship)
Amalric: "She does. The Ralluans have her..."
chris107: H has repeat for her skills
chris107: Respect
Amalric: "But yes, tell the Council that Selatine offers compensation and that we will investigate Clear Meadows, as I said. We are all Better Together..." (tm)
Smon: Briaron nods. "There are those who wish to free Tsamar, just as your Ralluan friends freed Lady Lucretia. Captain Sarene, for instance..."
chris107: Hehe G
Kjato Ragfoot: The Ralluans are interested in trade, which would strengthen all our cities. It would be good if we came to an agreement that includes them.
chris107: A fine swords woman!
Smon: Briaron nods to Rey. Lady Calpurnia turns to Hakeem, smiling. "Did you know that Clear Meadows is where St Irrig, Last Hero of Nerath, wielded the Altanian sword 'Demonslayer' against the Gnolla? Saved Ghinaria from the Ruin Horde?"
Amalric: (let me just say this about the Election, and I'm amazed no-one in the media has pointed it out: SNP took 56/59 seats in Scotland, and now the Union is being questioned. Yet 55% of Scots voted 'No' last year, and this year still only 50% of Scots voted SNP. So has anything changed? NO!!! Its nonsense to say anything has changed. YEESH)
Smon: (agree Graham)
Amalric: "Good point, Bjornalf! An alliance between all our states would only make us stonger)
chris107: (Yeah odd times)
Smon: Briaron nods to Bjornalf. "My title is Warlord, but I have always advocated peaceful trade."
Smon: >>Lady Calpurnia turns to Hakeem, smiling. "Did you know that Clear Meadows is where St Irrig, Last Hero of Nerath, wielded the Altanian sword 'Demonslayer' against the Gnolla? Saved Ghinaria from the Ruin Horde?"<<
Smon: (brb grabbing a bite)
chris107: H's ears prick up at this news
chris107: I'll pop in to the supermarket and buy something then
Amalric: "What if Tsamar was returned to Ahyf? In exchange for the Ralluan women? Would that ease negotiations, cement our bond, join the Alliance?"
10:27am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has exited the room
Kjato Ragfoot: I am quite sure the Princes of Allu would be interested to trade with Ahyf, to make up for the lost income that your best captain brought.
10:28am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has entered the room
10:28am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has exited the room
10:29am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has entered the room
chris107: Am I back?
Kjato Ragfoot: Yes.
chris107:
chris107: Playing through an iPhone is not ideal
chris107: Been told should be back up and running with the Internet by MondayTuesday of next week
Smon: back
Smon: had a couple disasters
chris107: Oh no?!
Smon: (a) crunched my thumb in a drawer
chris107: 1HP damage
10:33am  2015-5-09 morikahn Has entered the room
Amalric: DEX fail?
Smon: (b) opened a packet of savoury biscuits from the Cupboard I Am Forbidden to Clear Out... brushed aside cobwebs. Started eating biscuits. Then the ants started crawling out of the packet.
morikahn: just watching
Amalric: you may be doubtful for Monday night then, Chris?
Amalric: EWWWWWWWWWW
Smon: (You haven't met a slob till you've met my wife)
chris107: Ewwww
Amalric: ants are a problem here, but usually just living room, never in kitchen cupboards
Kjato Ragfoot: Hmm. And I thought my kitchen was chaotic sometimes.
chris107: G: hoping to make it. BT engineer arriving between 8-1 on Monday
morikahn: you guys aren't playing, are you
Amalric: we are, kinda, Mori
morikahn: or this is the most realistic roleplaying ive seen yet
Amalric: just as soon as Simon is ready again
Amalric: and np Chris, fingers crossed
chris107: Cheers Graham
Smon: ok
Smon: Just calming down
Smon: >>"What if Tsamar was returned to Ahyf? In exchange for the Ralluan women? Would that ease negotiations, cement our bond, join the Alliance?" 10:27am 2015-5-09 chris107 Has exited the room Kjato Ragfoot: I am quite sure the Princes of Allu would be interested to trade with Ahyf, to make up for the lost income that your best captain brought.<<
Smon: Briaron considers. "Tsamar's value lay in what she brought in. Sarene wants her... I think Sarene wants to gloat over Tsamar's fall. And also show Selatine that pirates should not be disrespected."
Smon: Briaron: "But few in Ahyf loved Tsamar for herself, I think."
Smon: Old Lord Vilius: "Well, we have an excellent plan. Tomorrow Lord Mercellin will lead his party to Clear Meadows, while you and I Lord Briaron meet with the Council and offer the... initial... compensation."
Smon: The servants have now served you roast beef and Bisituni potatoes.
chris107: Even slow H suddenly understands that he's in a nest of pirates and decides not to mention Rey kicking her crew off the cliffs around Selatine or his own dust up
Smon:
chris107: Beef! Now we are talking. H sets to with a will
Smon: /roll d20+5
Amalric: Briaron knows Rey killed Zurgon, I think. but yes, not boasting about it here
Smon rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 1414, (+5) = 19
Smon: Calpurnia watches Hakeem eat, smiling, "I'm glad I found something more to your taste. Talking of taste.. I believe Captain Sarene is in town at the Airshark Inn, nursing wounds suffered in battle against some huge Altanian Sword Knight. First time she's lost a duel, they say..."
Smon: Briaron looks a bit uncomfortable at Calpurnia's words.
chris107: H shrugs modestly
Smon: (he probably didn't want that mentioned...)
chris107: Altaneans can be fierce...
Amalric: "Lovely beef," says Rey, trying to change the topic
Smon: Calpurnia nods gravely, a twinkle in her eye. "Indeed... Lovely beef."
chris107:
chris107: H pays special attention to Malenn
Smon: Malenn has been very subdued in the presence of the great Lords and Lady.
chris107: Not wishing to give her any further ammunition to be cross with him about.
Smon: She doesn't seem concerned by Calpurnia's flirtation, though.
Smon: (if Hakeem wanted to cheat on her he'd presumably have already done so with some of those slave girls...)
chris107: H nuzzles her and suggests an early night if we're off killing stuff in the morning
Smon: You finish the main course, the dessert is an ice fruit sorbet, the ice brought from high in the Castellan peaks.
Smon: Malenn smiles and nods, kissing Hakeem briefly.
chris107: 'Come Paladin of Mitra. Adventure awaits in the bed chamber!"
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Smon: Dinner winds down. Briaron: "Gentlemen, shall we retire to my study for brandy and Bisituni cigars? Calpurnia, perhaps you could show Lady Malenn your etchings? I'm sure she'd be fascinated."
Smon: Malenn: "Er, I'm very tired Lord Briaron, Lady Calpurnia. I think I had better retire. Hakeem? You look tired also..."
chris107: H agrees and races off with the lovely Malenn
Smon: Hakeem & Malenn retire for a night of rumpy-pumpy before tomorrow's likely battles, while Briaron treats the other men to his cigar collection.
Smon: Are Rey Bjornald & Osgar all smoking?
Kjato Ragfoot: Bjornalf will smoke.
Amalric: Rey is always smoking  Wait what?
Amalric: Rey will smoke, rude not to
chris107: That's friction Graham
Smon: Weaponmaster Balthus tries a cigar but is soon coughing. Bjornalf smokes confidently, the Skandiks of Ossary have their own tobacco plantations manned by work-slaves.
Smon: Skip to next morning?
chris107: Works for me
chris107: Hakeem dreams of Demon Slayer planted firmly in Oriax' chest
Kjato Ragfoot: Works for me.
Smon: OK. That night Alli will sleep at the foot of Master Bjornalf's bed unless directed otherwise, leaving Rey alone foe once. Next morning after breakfast Hakeem Rey Osgar & Malenn gird on their weapons and assemble in the courtyard of Briaron Villa.
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, Rey wanted to buy Alli. It is only fair to let him test her first.
Amalric: (LOL Chris, just saw that!)
Kjato Ragfoot: Of course, that will increase the price.
chris107:
Amalric: very kind of Bjornalf, be rude not to test the goods
Amalric: again
chris107: Can we get sandwiches, torches, ropes etc. here
boredom3031:
chris107: I assume H just travels with his loin cloth, wolf cape & sword
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Smon: Bjornalf sends a happy Alli the Maid off to spend a second night with Lord Reynard. Briaron lets you equip with rations, torches & rope from his supplies. Warlord Briaron & old Lord Vilius come to see you off in the courtyard. Vilius: "Here is a letter of introduction to my man in Clear Meadows, Captain Jeremiah. He has the confidence of the Council... But I wouldn't count on him for much help. I suggest you start with the caves just south of the town."
Smon: Clear Meadows Notables: Father Synjyn, Nerathi head of the Temple of St Irig, a Nerathi warrior-saint of Mitra. Father Ulfic, deputy priest of the Temple. Sister Tamara, Priestess of the Temple. Captain Jeremiah, commander of the Lord's Garrison. The old Wise Woman (name unknown). Benro the Village Madman. Sister Tamara of Mitra. This large (pop. 600+, mostly Nerathi & Ghinarian, 15% Half-Elf) farming village lies near the coast some 15 miles west of Ahyf, on the road to Cahli and Hara/Mara. The village is vassal to Ahyf, which maintains a small garrison here to patrol the road and see that taxes are collected. The Temple of St Irig is the largest power centre here, with three Priests and several attendants. The Good and Holy St Irig is said to have wielded the great sword Kalthalax the Demon Slayer when he defended Clear Meadows against the Ruin Horde and their Demon allies at the end of the Gnoll Times ca 4200 BCCC, thus largely saving Ghinaria from the devastation that befell most of the Empire of Nerath. Amara, daughter of Fr. Synjyn. Clear Meadows is notable for its good pasturage, for the extensive caverns said to lie in the limestone hills just south of town, and for its large half-elven population. The elf-blooded women of Clear Meadows are said to be the fairest in all Ghinaria. Recently however several disappearances of attractive females, all free citizens, have troubled the town, and there are rumours of cult activity. The Garrison seem powerless to prevent them, and Father Synjn has been keeping a close watch over his beautiful daughter, Amara. There have also recently been concerns over the voluptuous Sister Tamara's unusually flirtatious behaviour, unbecoming a Priestess of Mitra.<<
chris107: This news puts H in fine fettle.
Smon: sorry, that was an excessive c/p on Clear Meadows, the info Briaron would have told you.
Smon: Along w Calpurnia.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Flirtatious behaviour seems to be a common problem with Mitra clerics)
Smon:
chris107: Bah! Demons and wizards. A pox on them all.
Smon: The Lords Vilius & Briaron bid you farewell.
chris107: Hakeem waves at them all.
Smon: Leaving the villa, you head out of Ahyf's western gate, through fields and meadows.
Smon: The fields here are mostly farmed by work gangs of slaves, both male and female.
chris107:
Amalric: "Keeping the populace busy, good to see."
Smon: You have gone about half a mile west of town when you see a familiiar looking coffle of loincloth-clad male slaves, tilling the wet soil for the season's second planting. One of them is a fat, bald man - the Deacon Borgus!
chris107: "Slaves make poor workers, soldiers and lovers!" Scoffs H
Smon: A bored looking overseer squats nearby on a rock, smoking a cheap cigar.
chris107: I remember fatty Borgus
Kjato Ragfoot: Weren't that the silly pilgrims from Apollo, that had been chased away by goblins?
Smon: Malenn nods in agreement. "I recognise them - they were guests at the Redeye Inn. Didn't they take ship with Tsamar?"
chris107: Yea
Amalric: "Not if you treat them well, Hakeem. Take my word for it! Some were born to serve."
Smon: Deacon Borgus looks up from his toils as you approach, scowling.
Amalric: "And yes they did! Apparently someone forgot to tell them that would be unwise..."
Amalric: "PUT YOUR BACK INTO IT, BORGUS!"
Amalric:
chris107:
Smon: Malenn: "It is not right that followers of Mitra be enslaved so... even bad tippers like them."
Smon: Borgus glares at Rey. The overseer idly flicks his whip.
chris107: H just knows this isn't going to end well
chris107: We'll buy old fatty back with the loot we take today Malenn. He promises
Amalric: "I'm not freeing him. His tits are big enough, but rather sloppy..."
boredom3031: lol
Smon: Malenn looks to Hakeem, nods. "And his acolytes, too." she gestures to the other slaves.
chris107: (See two weeks ago H would just have killed the overseer and set them free. He's gaining in wisdom  )
Smon:
chris107: Yes Malenn. What ever makes you happy.
Smon: Borgus glares daggers at Rey, but thinks better of speaking, and turns back to his hoe.
Smon: You proceed down the road, eventually leaving settled land behind.
Smon: d6...
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 66,
Smon: Ha!
Amalric: LOL
Smon: About 60% of all my checks have come up 6...
chris107: (Though H does wonder what she does with all the money she gets?)
chris107: Gosh Simon!
Kjato Ragfoot: (Well, she is gathering money for several campaigns now.)
Smon: (Malenn has a big cache in her backpack - saving up to equip an army to defeat the Red Reavers)
chris107: (How very much like real life..)
Smon: You are about 10 miles down the road, maybe 5 from Clear Meadows and are walking through light woodland when you hear a female scream from through the trees ahead. "No! Please! Aaah!"
chris107: H draws his huge sword
Smon: Malenn: "A woman in trouble! The raiders!" she draws steel and moves forward.
chris107: And lopes forward
chris107: Preparing to FOCUS his anger
Smon: Malenn and Hakeem race forward. Round a bend in the road they see the commotion. Several dark-robed, masked figures, their faces concealed by iron masks.
Amalric: Rey is right behind them
Kjato Ragfoot: Bjornalf follows as well.
chris107: Hakeem rages and gets stuck in
Smon: One holds the reins of a saddled pony. Two more grip tight a very shapely, dark haired woman of about thirty years, while a fourth is stripping her - her dress lies in ruins on the ground, and he is just removing her loincloth as you come into view. A pendant with the sun-lion symbol of Mitra nestles between her full breasts.
chris107: Grrrrr!
Smon: /roll 3d4+1
Smon rolls 3d4+1 and gets: 44, 11, 33, (+1) = 9
Amalric: "Well maybe lets wait a minute..."
Smon: More of them stand around in a circle - 9 of them in all, one holds a kind of weird tentacle-scourge, the others have swords and similar weapons.
Smon: Initial range check...
Smon: /roll 3d6
Smon rolls 3d6 and gets: 22, 22, 66, = 10
Smon: They're 100' away when you come in view, & you get a Surprise round.
11:17am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has exited the room
11:17am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has entered the room
Smon: More of them stand around in a circle - 9 of them in all, one holds a kind of weird tentacle-scourge, the others have swords and similar weapons. Smon: Initial range check... Smon: /roll 3d6 Smon rolls 3d6 and gets: 22, 22, 66, = 10 Smon: They're 100' away when you come in view, & you get a Surprise round.
Smon: Rey pauses a moment to admire the lady...
chris107: H hacks at them
chris107 Rolls 1d20+6x2 and gets:
13 (+6) = 19
5 (+6) = 11
Smon: ok in surprise round Hakeem can Dash forward 80', the rest of you 60'. Or is anyone using missile weapons?
chris107: With reckless
Smon: will be init before you are in melee Hakeem
Amalric: dont have one
atherton: I will
Kjato Ragfoot: Bjornalf will approach and cast Sleep
atherton: if I'm there
chris107 Rolls 1d20+6x2 and gets:
8 (+6) = 14
10 (+6) = 16
Smon: (Chris don't roll yet)
chris107: Oops
Smon: Bjornalf & Os can close to 70' and use ranged attacks
atherton: I use action surge
atherton rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 1616, (+7) = 23
atherton rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 1313, (+7) = 20
Smon: Let's do Os first. 2 shots w OS
Smon: Nice
chris107:
atherton: I'll shoot for someone unarmoured
atherton rolls 1d8+3 and gets: 44, (+3) = 7
atherton rolls 1d8+3 and gets: 11, (+3) = 4
Smon: Os shoots
Smon: Two arrows thunk into a raider, piercing the armour under his robes. He falls, flailing.
Smon: Bjornalf gets into Sleep range and Casts... the spell will catch the woman if you want all of them in it, or you can get 3 of them w/out her?
Kjato Ragfoot: 3 of them without her, but including the leader if possible.
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 9d8 and gets: 44, 44, 11, 44, 22, 88, 55, 55, 22, = 35
Smon: ok
Amalric: (all of them, I would have said?)
Amalric: (can always wake her up!)
Smon: 2 of the raiders fall, the leader seems unaffected.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Almaric: She would soak hit dice of my result)
chris107: He's the one H will chop up then
Amalric: (okay)
Smon: 3 down, 6 left...
Smon: 1st round, only Hakeem is fast enough to melee this round I'm afraid
Smon: init - pcs:
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 1919,
Smon: raiders:
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 66,
Smon: ok you win.
Amalric: nice
chris107 rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 1111, (+2) = 13
chris107: He's the one H will chop up then
Smon: Os & Bj can cast again, Hakeem reaches the enemy leader as he starts to utter Words of Power...
chris107: Reckless attacks (not berserk)
chris107 Rolls 1d20+6x2 and gets:
1 (+6) = 7
4 (+6) = 10
chris107 Rolls 1d20+6x2 and gets:
20 (+6) = 26
16 (+6) = 22
Amalric: that is reckless
Amalric: that is better
Smon: ac 16
atherton: I'll fire an arrow at the one furtherest away from Hakeem (don't want to shoot the might Hak in the back)
atherton rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 1616, (+7) = 23
atherton rolls 1d8+3 and gets: 44, (+3) = 7
chris107: One crit then?
chris107 rolls 4d6+5 and gets: 55, 11, 55, 33, (+5) = 19
Smon: Hak gives the leader a good blow, the breastplate under his robe clanging. Blood splatters - greenish-blue...
chris107: AC16 here too
Smon: Osgar's third shot wounds another raider.
Kjato Ragfoot: Bjornalf will cast sleep again, this time on the raiders on the other side, if that is still possible.
Smon: The two holding the woman start to drag her off into the trees. Bjornalf can target those, or the three on the other side (inc the one Os shot)
Smon: You target the 3?
Kjato Ragfoot: Those dragging the woman then.
Smon: ok
Smon: roll
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 9d8 and gets: 77, 11, 22, 77, 66, 33, 88, 88, 33, = 45
chris107: nice
Smon: All three people - two raiders & the stripped woman - tumble asleep to the ground.
Smon: 4 enemies up, their go as Malenn & Rey are still running up.
Kjato Ragfoot: Also, Bjornalf will continue to get closer to the raiders.
Smon: The leader speaks: "C'tulu f'taghan!"
Smon: k
atherton: I'll just remain at bow range, picking off who I may
Smon: Hakeem feels his limbs gripped by fell enchantment - Hold Person
Smon: make WIS save
chris107 rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 1313, (+2) = 15
Smon: add prof +3 -1 wis yup
Smon: Bondorr shields you from the dark priest's unholy power...
chris107:
Smon: morale check for his friends...
Smon: /roll 2d6
Smon rolls 2d6 and gets: 22, 22, = 4
Smon: They scream in fanaticism and attack Hakeem.
Smon: /roll d8+4x3
Smon Rolls 1d8+4x3 and gets:
2 (+4) = 6
1 (+4) = 5
1 (+4) = 5
Smon: oops
Smon: /roll d20+4x3
Smon Rolls 1d20+4x3 and gets:
5 (+4) = 9
13 (+4) = 17
6 (+4) = 10
Smon: 1 hit
chris107:
Smon: /roll d8+2
Smon rolls 1d8+2 and gets: 55, (+2) = 7
chris107: I'd be so lucky!
Smon: oops again, need to roll twice due to reckless
chris107: 68/71
Smon: /roll d20+4x3
Smon Rolls 1d20+4x3 and gets:
16 (+4) = 20
11 (+4) = 15
13 (+4) = 17
Smon: all 3 hit
Smon: /roll 2d8+4
Smon rolls 2d8+4 and gets: 11, 33, (+4) = 8
chris107: Av 16
chris107: AC16
Smon: yeah, the middle one was 17 & 15
chris107: 64/71HP
Smon: 15/2=7 dmg altogether, 64/71 yup
chris107: Ah okay
Smon: Rey & Malenn reach the fray, blocking Os's clear view
Smon: Rey can attack
chris107: Difficult to keep track of rolls on such a small screen
Smon: Malenn strikes at nearest raider:
Smon: roll d20+4x2
Amalric rolls 2d20 and gets: 1616, 1111, = 27
Amalric: on the leader
Smon: sorry +5
Amalric rolls 1d8+4 and gets: 66, (+4) = 10
Smon: Rey make DC 15 dex check to avoid minions & reach leader
Amalric rolls 3d6 and gets: 22, 66, 11, = 9
atherton: I drop my bow and draw my falchion and hurry to join the fight
Amalric: AC for the leader? not sure if the dagger hits
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets: 1111,
Smon: Rey make DC 15 dex check to avoid minions & reach leader
Amalric: +4 for DEX would be a pass?
Smon: ok pass, you get to him, AC 16
Amalric: two hits then
Amalric rolls 1d4+1 and gets: 11, (+1) = 2
Amalric: 21hp damage
Smon: First blow is 19 dmg, 21 total, you stab him in the throat and he falls in a spray of red-green arterial blood.
Smon: Malenn:
Smon: /roll d20+5x2
chris107:
Smon Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
14 (+5) = 19
19 (+5) = 24
Smon: /roll d8+4x2
Smon Rolls 1d8+4x2 and gets:
8 (+4) = 12
5 (+4) = 9
Smon: Malenn cuts down 2 of the raiders, leaving 1 for Hakeem.
chris107: Malenn is OSSM!
chris107 Rolls 1d20+6x2 and gets:
20 (+6) = 26
16 (+6) = 22
Smon: Hakeem to go
Smon: hit hit, the man is killed.
Smon: even on minimum dmg
chris107 rolls 6d6+10 and gets: 44, 55, 22, 11, 33, 33, (+10) = 28
Smon: LOL
chris107: Hehe
Smon: Bits of raider fly across the road - was that a tentacle?
Amalric: better to be certain, eh?
Smon: Silence falls.
Smon: 5 foes lie slain, 4 & the naked woman lie sleeping.
chris107: Some one better deal with the snoopers
Kjato Ragfoot: Let's tie the sleeping raiders up and interrogate them.
chris107: Snoozers
Smon: The pony looks around, crops some grass from the verge.
atherton: I get down to the business of looting the dead
Smon: Malenn nods to Bjornalf.
atherton: then I check out the pony
Smon: Are you removing the iron masks?
chris107: H pets the pony. H likes animals
atherton: yes
Kjato Ragfoot: Sure. Will take everything that might be used as weapon or armour.
Smon: The pony is happy. 8 of them had well chain shirts under their robes, the leader a bronze breastplate.
Amalric: Rey checks the sleeping girl
Smon: well made
chris107: 1 min guys. Going to log out and back in. Phone struggling with all the data
Amalric: what, the girl?
Smon: Sleeping naked woman v nsfw - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITNa-3p055nJoxDUT9E-p-i-rUmL7t9533uqe680tTsyDm7OjHrd-ZZhkIp8KflI-ZIWHXVJVf1eRaFe969IduyT5O_LVFQEELkDRm1D0CtBoc1WKeBXCVYeG2GoRCLJh1pSeiAwj2g0/s200/Tamara.jpg
Amalric: Rey wakes her gently
11:46am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has exited the room
boredom3031: I always have an appreciation for smon's pictures.
atherton: I'll take as much as the armour as I can
11:46am  2015-5-09 chris107 Has entered the room
Smon: The buxom woman's eyes flutter open as Rey shakes her gently. She looks up at him. "wha...?"
Amalric: can put the armor on the horses, I would think
Smon: Her bosom heaves nicely.
Smon: You only have 1 pony.
Amalric: "You are okay, my dear. Some weirdos tried to abduct you, I think."
Amalric: "We have rescued you."
chris107: Bit rich Graham
Amalric: "I am Lord Reynard Mercellin, and these are my friends."
Amalric: (one has a reputation to uphold)
Smon: She gasps, nods. "The cultists! I am Tamara, a priestess... I was coming to seek aid from Ahyf town..."
Smon: She gets unsteadily to her feet.
chris107: And the pony belongs to this fine Mitra worshiper
Smon: @Bjornalf - beneath their masks you see the faces of men, but twisted and horribly distorted as if by some alien force.
Kjato Ragfoot: Those are strange men. I do not understand how the local guard could miss them...
chris107: Perhaps Malenn will have more luck than us treating with this priestess?
Amalric: "What are these people, Tamara? Snake cultists?"
Smon: Tamara leans on Rey for support (assuming he lets her).
Amalric: of course, being a gentleman
Amalric: (cough)
chris107:
Smon: "Snakes? I don't think so... I believe they have been corrupted by Markab Entities - from beyond the Far Stars..." she shudders.
Smon: brb
Smon: Chugger at the door
Smon: back
Smon: Rey notices that Tamara's brow is beaded with perspiration, though the day is cool.
Amalric: I have to go out in a few mins, but will be back in 10
Smon: ok
Amalric: "Are you alright, Tamara?"
chris107: My battery is getting low 2
chris107:
Smon: "I... I have been troubled by strange dreams. The Markabs..."
Smon: She leans more heavily on Rey, looking as if she may faint.
Smon: /roll d20+8
Smon rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 44, (+8) = 12
chris107: Can Malenn help?
Smon: She sighs.
chris107: Poison?
Smon: Malenn nods to Hakeem. "Let me Lay on Hands..." she places a hand on Tamara's chest, above her breasts.
Smon: Tamara looks a little better. "A Paladin! Thank you, milady."
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Smon: Your mutant cultists are snoring peacefully,
chris107: H beams proudly at the priestesses recognition of his lady
atherton: I cut up the robes of the dead cultists
Smon: Malenn nods. "We have come to help you, Tamara. Lord Briaron of Ahyf sent us."
atherton: and use the strips of cloth to bind the feet of the sleepers
Smon: Os binds the 4 captives.
chris107: H keeps an eye on the sleepers.
atherton: plus their hands too, if I can get at them without waking them
Smon: The cultists start to waken, a minute having expired.
Smon: Os roll d20 DEX check
chris107: H prepares to kill 'em if they try anything
atherton rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 1717, (+2) = 19
chris107:
Smon: Hakeem glares at the cultists while Os skillfully binds them, they seem subdued for now.
atherton: "shall we hang this gloomy lot Hakeem?"
Smon: Tamara: "Th-thank you all. You have done more today than Captain Jeremiah has managed in two weeks, since the raids started."
atherton: "it seems to me that they're of little value"
chris107: "Unless they can tell us anything? I guess so Os."
Smon: The weird-looking cultists shift fearfully. One fellow seems to have small tentacles beginning to grow around his mouth. He calls out: "Release us! The Master will destroy you if you harm us! We only want the women!"
Amalric: "We need to find their hideout, their base."
Kjato Ragfoot: We should try to learn what is going on, first.
atherton: "let us get a noose and a tree sorted out then. Have you a rope?"
Amalric: "So we need one to show us where it is. Ask them, and if they don't say kill them one by one until they do."
Kjato Ragfoot: Bjornalfs looks at him rather surprised.
Kjato Ragfoot: I believe we should hang that one first. The one with the tentacle mouth.
atherton: "unless you can give us a reason to let you live, its the hamgmans noose for you"
Smon: YOu have rope supplied by Briaron
Kjato Ragfoot: He irritates me.
Amalric: "Bit late for that, considering only four of you live now. We have no fear of your master."
Smon: Intimidate roll Bjornalf
Amalric: (back in ten)
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 1616, (+4) = 20
atherton: I start to twist the rope into what I hope is an approximation of a noose
Smon: Mr Tentacles looks fearfully at Bjornalf & Osgar.
chris107: Nice Kjato
Smon: "I... I can assist you."
Smon: The other three glare at him, muttering.
atherton: I wanter off to find a suitable tree
atherton: toss the noose over a limb
Smon: There are some good oaks just off the trail, Os finds a strong 10' high bough.
atherton: and then give it an ostentatious testing after the other end is secured to the truck
chris107: Guys I think I've overstayed my time in the supermarket car park. I'll drive off and find another. Be back with you in 10
Smon: Malenn turns to Hakeem & the others. "He could take us to their lair?"
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Kjato Ragfoot: I would not mind if he did.
Kjato Ragfoot: Let's hang one of the others till he figured out how exactly he can assist us.
Smon: The others look fearful. One calls out; "We can assist you! Take you to the Master. He will show you the Truth and the Way."
atherton: are they all mutated?
Smon: Yes, though most only look slightly weird in the face.
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, first of all you could tell us what all those abductions are about.
Smon: "Women, for the Sacred Rites..." Tamara looks suddenly woozy. "I..." and then all of you experience a bright flash of inner light, and a searing vision of a dark chamber, more cultists chanting, a naked girl screaming as she's whipped before an unspeakable aberrant monstrosity...
atherton: I come back to the group and stare each one of the prisoners intently in the face
Smon: Exactly this image (slightly nsfw) - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDerSOgZv29vptJpYURJhmxI2QfcT9cV-jv2srJrL4vs9tcLRy7vRnH_3Drkm7N75yfE3H1JLZ9FyD4EF-FJ0xVY9RF_H7DrBWM1TDiVYYIv42eMreNi2iSg8Ko3II0ru2HZlEIbnpeM/s320/aberrant+cultists.jpg
Smon: The vision passes quickly. Tamara slumps into Rey's arms, fainting.
Kjato Ragfoot: Hmm.
Smon: Mr Tentacles smiles. "The Master has given you a Glimpse."
Kjato Ragfoot: You serve a spirit of bondage and kinky sexual practices?
Smon: Tentacles: "What the Unenlightened call Sin, we know is the Path to Enlightenment."
Amalric: (back)
Smon: Tentacles: "But Enlightenment requires many females..." he turns to Rey. "You know this."
Kjato Ragfoot: Ah. What a pity that our friend Osgard here is a devout follower of Noose, the god of hanging abductors.
atherton: "I'm bored with this lot already"
Kjato Ragfoot: Os, are you ready for your rite of hanging the infidels?
Smon: Tentacles gulps, his pseudopods crinkling nervously.
atherton: I grab the feet f teh most uncertain looking one
atherton: and begin to drag him off to the oak
Smon: The cultist screams as Os drags him to the Hanging Tree. "No! Please!"
Amalric: "Most things do, my friend!"
Smon: "I'll help you! I'll take you there!"
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chris107: Back, sorry about that.
Smon: >>Smon: "Women, for the Sacred Rites..." Tamara looks suddenly woozy. "I..." and then all of you experience a bright flash of inner light, and a searing vision of a dark chamber, more cultists chanting, a naked girl screaming as she's whipped before an unspeakable aberrant monstrosity... atherton: I come back to the group and stare each one of the prisoners intently in the face Smon: Exactly this image (slightly nsfw) - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDerSOgZv29vptJpYURJhmxI2QfcT9cV-jv2srJrL4vs9tcLRy7vRnH_3Drkm7N75yfE3H1JLZ9FyD4EF-FJ0xVY9RF_H7DrBWM1TDiVYYIv42eMreNi2iSg8Ko3II0ru2HZlEIbnpeM/s320/aberrant+cultists.jpg<<
atherton: "shall I hang him now Bjornalf?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Sure. Go ahead.
Smon: Hakeem was looting the bodies when the vision hit...
chris107: Yes
Smon: /roll 10d6
Smon rolls 10d6 and gets: 22, 11, 66, 55, 55, 66, 33, 44, 11, 66, = 39
Smon: 39 gp BTW
Kjato Ragfoot: They are only whimpering, but have nothing useful to say after all.
atherton: well I guess we get rid of one cultist then
Smon: The cultist screams again as the noose goes round his neck. "The secret ways! No! I can take you!"
Smon: You hanging him?
chris107: We didn't get directions to their beastly lair then?
atherton: if I get the nod from the rest
Smon: No, they are offering to take you but you seem to want to hang them.
chris107: Not if he will take us to his lair
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, where are the secret ways? What are the secret ways?
Smon: Noose-cultist: "The caves! Not far from here!"
chris107: Excellent
Smon: Mr Tentacles: "I can take you also! I know more than him!"
Smon: The other two start to jabber: "We also!"
atherton: "I don't trust tentacle face" I mutter in a low voice to the others
chris107: Looks like we got guides chaps.
Kjato Ragfoot: Does any of you NOT know where the secret caves are?
Smon: Malenn looks at them all in disgust. "For fanatics, you seem disinclined to meet your god."
Kjato Ragfoot: I do not trust any of them.
atherton: "too glib for my liking, I expect he intends to betray us at the first opportunity"
Kjato Ragfoot: I would say we take the one in the noose as guide and hang the rest.
chris107: This is all too subtle even for New Hakeem
Smon: Tentacles: "We all know. But only I have witnessed the Inner Sanctum where High Priest Selah serves the Master."
chris107: Make it quick and clean then. They would have laid hands on a priestess of Mitra after all.
Kjato Ragfoot: See. They can speak after all.
atherton: "I think Malenn is suggesting that they lack a certain piety friend Hakeem"
chris107: H nods.
Kjato Ragfoot: Now, finally, stop the jabbering and tell me: What is all this about?
atherton: "let us take the most craven of all"
Smon: Tentacles: "I am most Craven! Choose me!"
atherton: "bind the rest and hide them out of sight"
chris107: Hehe
Smon: (need to stop pretty soon)
chris107: Okay
chris107: When's the next game?
atherton: here will do me
Smon: You are tying up 3 of them firmly & hiding them, taking Mr Tentacles to show you to their lair?
chris107: That sounds good to me
atherton: yes, well, no mr tentacles I don't think
atherton: not*
Amalric: lets kill 'em
chris107: Mr T seems to know more?
Smon: Next game - I can do 09.30 on Monday if that suits?
Amalric: the other 3
atherton: I suspect that Mr T might be playing a double game
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, last day of my holidays tomorrow - so no games before Friday.
atherton: it should do Simon
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. They all do.
chris107: My internet will not be on for then I think Simon. And I have to wait in on Monday 8-1
Amalric: they usuall are
Amalric: i'm planning on being back at work Monday, but not feeling like it right now
chris107: Won't be able to scoot off into town and play on my phone
Smon: I think might be best wait to next Friday 09.30 by the sound of it?
atherton: ok friday
atherton: suits me
chris107: Okay Friday
Smon: Friday 09.30/18.30, prob Sat 09.30 too
atherton: anyway I'm feeling unusually tired tonight, so I'll scoot off now