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Bandit Trouble

2014-12-23T05:52:36Z

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Bandit Trouble
*Emitter: [[Kojot]]
*Characters: [[Azariah]] (Inq3), [[Brianna]] (Art4), [[Kroth]] (Ftr1/Mnk1), [[Vroole]] (Art4), [[Yngvild]] (Clr4)
*Place: Alexandria - a forest
*Time: Dec 22, 2014
*Summary: A caravan has been waylaid, and the well-organized bandits captured one of the wagons and a few of the merchants! Recover the wagon & goods, rescue the merchants, and give those bandits what for!
*APL: 3
*Encounter: 8 cutpurses (Rog1), CR 5
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<OOC> Kojot says, "Excellent! And now, going somewhat In Media Res..."

A caravan of merchants arrived in Alexandria, looking a bit worse for the wear. They said that they were attacked by a group of bandits, led by a handful of skilled spearmen. While most of the caravan was able to get away, one of the wagons (and the merchants on said wagon) was captured. The Guild dispatched a group to recover the wagon & goods and rescue the captured merchants.

The directions to the location of the attack are clear, as are the wagon tracks leading away from the road and through the muddy ground, making a set of churned lines that are easy enough to follow. The tracks crest a small ridge--

And there before you is over half a dozen bandits around a pair of campfires. There's a shout as they see you about the time you see them, and they start drawing their swords. The only sign of the wagon is the continued tracks leading across the clearing and deeper into the woods.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Kojot has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Kojot to instruct you further.

For additional in-combat commands, please type: +thelp.

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GAME: Kroth rolls initiative: Roll: 14 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 16

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -99 points. 19 remaining.

GAME: Azariah rolls initiative: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 6 = Total: 16

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: Save 'Cutpurse Campfires EL5' loaded.

Vroole has connected.

GAME: Vroole rolls initiative: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 3

GAME: Brianna rolls initiative: Roll: 2 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 4

GAME: Yngvild rolls initiative: Roll: 13 + Bonus: 1 = Total: 14

<OOC> Kojot says, "Also, please place yourselves on the lower 8 rows of the map."

<OOC> Yngvild ?

GAME: You roll initiative for Cutpurses 1-4: Roll: 9 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 16

GAME: You roll initiative for Cutpurses 5-8: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 27

<OOC> Vroole says, "map?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Never used it o.O"

<OOC> Azariah says, "argh."

GAME: Brianna places herself on the map as BR at location I5 (Medium).

GAME: Kroth places himself on the map as Kr at location H6 (Medium).

<OOC> Azariah will definitely need help

<OOC> Vroole nods, "Hmmm... Easier to keep in my head I think or use roll20 for reference for harder map situations.", considers and places at e1..... LOL

<OOC> Azariah will go for g1.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I love the tmap, as it realy helps with AOE and Spells and such."

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap/place Az=g01, Azariah."

GAME: Azariah places herself on the map as Az at location G01 (Medium).

GAME: Yngvild places herself on the map as YN at location H5 (Medium).

GAME: Vroole places himself on the map as Vr at location D01 (Medium).

<OOC> Vroole says, "and has to be t digits for number so a 0 in front of 1-9"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Just now discovered that."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

GAME: You move Cutpurse 5 to location J11 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 6 to location K12 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location N08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location M11 (25 ft).

Some of the quicker bandits move forward cautiously.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Kroth ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Kroth!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Lets see..."

GAME: GAME: Kroth moves to location M7 (25 ft).

<OOC> Kroth says, "Moving 25 feet to M7, and hitting C8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Hrm, I also have strength damage, so I need to compensate for that."

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1: (3)+3+1+1: 8

<OOC> Kroth says, "Bleh."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Miss. Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

The Oruch moves quickly to intercept one of the approaching bandits, throwing a brass knuckled fist at him, but unfortunately he is unable to connect with the fellow. At least he will keep him from getting away at least.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 2 to location G08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 3 to location I09 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location J08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 1 to location G06 (30 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (18)+3: 21

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng, what's your flatfooted AC?"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "I think it is 21"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "22 on my sheet but full plate and +1 dex"

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(3): 7

<OOC> Yngvild says, "I swear no matter how high my fucking AC I always get hit"

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -99 points. 32 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -99 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -99 points. 19 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -99 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -99 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for 7 points. 25 remaining.

<OOC> Azariah says, "Don't feel bad."

Most of the remaining bandits approach cautiously, although one does get close enough to jab Yngvild.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Azariah ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah! Go ahead and move, declare action, and roll; I have to AFK for a bit."

<OOC> Azariah will move to C3, activate destruction judgement and fire an arrow at C2.

<OOC> Azariah says, "I don't have precise shot....."

GAME: Azariah rolls weapon4: (14)+6: 20

GAME: Azariah rolls 1d8+3: (7)+3: 10

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Need to dash to toilet, will try to hit c1, who poked me"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 1d20+3+3+1: (2)+3+3+1: 9

<OOC> Yngvild says, "And miss by a mile as always"

<OOC> Kojot returns. "Azariah, the one you hit is looking unsteady on his feet. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Yngvild ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Also, Azariah, type +tmap/move c03"

Yngvild is never the most stealthy of people, let alone in her full plate adventuring armour. She is also not the fastest and so a bandit manages to get through and stab her before the huge Aesir is quite ready. She bellows out a curse that echoes around the bandit camp and hefts her huge hammer, but still not quite set her swing is wild, missing him by a huge margin.

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location C03 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Brianna ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Brianna says, "will use my pistol, shoot at c3 who so nicely moved closer. activate my armor for full dex, point blank shot, deadly aim, and explosive missile."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1+1-2: (11)+5+2+1+1+-2: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 1d8+1+4+1+2d6+4: (1)+1+4+1+(4)+4: 15

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes! Pose it."

Thankfully far in the back, Azariah uses her experience to take her time. She draws back on the string and mutters a minor prayer to Serriel. Her prayer is answered with a glow on her arrow as she lets it go, hitting the guy in the shoulder, dangerously close to his neck.

GAME: Cutpurse 3 removed from the map.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Vroole ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "So like the map is current?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup."

Brianna doesn't like how close they are coming, "Would you mind standin back some more, not too close please." she says as she lifts her pistol and aims at one of the bandits. She hooks some kind of tube to her pistol from her deathray which is still on her back, as she activates her armor and seems to be moving a bit faster. There is an electrical pulse that runs to the pistol and then she fires with deadly aim at one of the bandits, the bullet sparking as it flies and hits with much more force, an explosion happening as it hits and releases an electrical pulse as well. THe bandit falls.

<OOC> Vroole says, "Activating armor as swift action and Shooting at C1 and I do have Precise Shot."

<OOC> Vroole says, "Also freeze death ray also."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go for it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (15)+5+2+1: 23

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (10)+5+1: 16

<OOC> Kojot says, "Another one down! Pose it."

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: Cutpurse 1 removed from the map.

Vroole has connected.

<OOC> Vroole says, "Was that a downed bandit to pose?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup!"

Vroole watches as the bandits advance towards the party, his armor coming to life, the gears under the plates beginning to spin and configure his armor for better firing. Silly bandit near Yngvild takes a full blast of his freeze death ray raking across his body and is frozen in place, eyes glassing over and ceasing to live.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 5 to location H06 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 6 to location J06 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location L07 (20 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location N07 (5 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (1)+3: 4 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (8)+3: 11

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (19)+5: 24

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (19)+5: 24

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (2)+5: 7

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(1): 5

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(5): 9

GAME: You damaged Kroth for 14 points. 5 remaining.

The bandits close on the party, with Yngvild and Brianna being stabbed at ineffectively. Kroth finds himself flanked between a pair, and they stab to great and grevious effect.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Kroth!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I'm going to power flurry Cutpurse 8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1+1-2-1: (2)+3+1+1+1+-2+-1: 5

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1+1-2-1: (8)+3+1+1+1+-2+-1: 11

<OOC> Kroth says, "This does not bode well for me :)"

<OOC> Kojot says, "No, it doesn't. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

Kroth is apparently having a tough time today, perhaps its the wounds he just recieved, or maybe he is just cursed with bad luck. He tries to attack one of the bandits, but seems unable to land a solid blow.

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d8+1: (4)+1: 5

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location J04 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (5)+5: 10

<OOC> Azariah says, "oh crap."

<OOC> Azariah says, "Hey kojot?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hm?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "that shot I did....did 1 more damage. PBS."

<OOC> Kojot says, "You're 35' away."

<OOC> Azariah says, "mm...goof point."

The staggering bandit fishes out a vial and swigs the contents, looking somewhat better afterwards, while another one circles around and tries to (and fails at) catching Brianna off-guard.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Azariah says, "Is c2 still up?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "or....was the one we brought down C1?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 chugged the potion, C1 and C3 have been dropped."

<OOC> Kojot says, "The map is current."

<OOC> Azariah says, "K."

<OOC> Azariah says, "I'm gonna try to get C5."

<OOC> Azariah says, "I don't have Precise shot...soooo...here we go."

GAME: Azariah rolls weapon4-4: (11)+6+-4: 13

<OOC> Azariah says, "blah."

<OOC> Kojot says, "That was an arrow?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "yeah."

<OOC> Kojot nods. Miss, pose it.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Azariah says, "mmmm....Should added PBS to it. doesn't really matter much though."

Azariah sees the others are in deep trouble and tries to support Yngvild. She fires an arrow, but unfortunately, the arrow goes wide....barely. "Blast." She mutters.

<OOC> Kroth says, "AFK 5"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yngvild!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Can I channel energy? I have selective"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup, only the one appears wounded."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "There is me and Kroth?"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6: (2): 2

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Oh FFS"

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -2 points. 27 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -2 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -2 points. 7 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -2 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -2 points. 28 remaining.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Sorry hot, humid and cranky day today and dice not helping"

<OOC> Brianna says, "okay..5'step to h4 and cast burning hands. should be able to get c4 and c6 got to clear way to go help others."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move, cast, roll damage."

A low growl escapes Yngvild as she hoists her hammer up to the sky "IRON MOUNTAIN" she bellows in loud voiced prayer "HEAL THY HEROES" she commands as a bright blue glow emanates from her huge earthbreaker and casts out along her and Kroth. It doesn't look like he prayer is all that sucesful, just a few surface cuts closing slightly which adds to the anger in her gaze.

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location H4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna casts Burning Hands. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15

GAME: Brianna rolls 4d4: (12): 12

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (18)+5: 23

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Cutpurse 6 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "C4 dances out from the worst of it, but C6 is toast. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Freeing up Yngvild. Moving to 3f and shooting at C5"

GAME: GAME: Vroole moves to location F03 (15 ft).

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (7)+5+2+1: 15

Brianna growls as hey start to gang up on her, "No that just is not fair, take turns." She pulls out a small tube with a few attachments, "Now this, keep away from heat, do not shake, do not drop, fragile." she says and then points it and pushes a button, flames shoot out in a cone, hitting two of the bandits, charring and dropping one while just crisping the other a little.

<OOC> Kojot says, "That's a deathray? Hit."

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (5)+5+1: 11

<OOC> Vroole says, "yup."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes. Pose it!"

GAME: Cutpurse 5 removed from the map.

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (16)+5: 21

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(6): 10

GAME: You damaged Kroth for 10 points. -3 remaining. (DYING)

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location I05 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (18)+3: 21

Jaunting forward to place more of the bandits in range for better precision shots, Vroole blasts his icey death towards the bandit harrassing Yngvild. Hopefully to free the healer for what she needs to do. The ray catches this one across the body and another bandit is out cold.... heh, heh... yes intentional as the bandit literally freezes up and falls to the ground a stiff.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location I06 (25 ft).

A swift stab drops Kroth, then the two that were on him close in on Yngvild. The other makes a stab at the cleric, but doesn't get past the armor.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll to stabilize, Kroth."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Whats that roll? Con?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Con at -3, considering current hp."

GAME: Kroth rolls con-3: (3)+con+-3: 0

<OOC> Azariah laughs.

<OOC> Kroth says, "Well, as I am an oruch"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I am still standing!"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Noted! So what would you like to do?"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Well, since there is no one next to me....and I dont have a potion of healing....*puts it on the list*"

<OOC> Azariah can make my way over to you, Kroth.

<OOC> Azariah says, "it'll take me a couple of turns though."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Thats fine, I'll lie here.."

<OOC> Kroth grins

<OOC> Azariah snerks.

<OOC> Yngvild will try to get over :P

<OOC> Kroth says, "Wait!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I can do something!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Hrm, is C8 hurt?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 and C4 are hurt, but C7 and C8 are undamaged."

<OOC> Kroth says, "I shall throw a tanglefoot with my gasping breaths!!!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "AT C8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Ranged touch, -2 for the distance."

GAME: Kroth rolls ranged-2: (17)+3+-2: 18

<OOC> Vroole says, "AFK for about ten here should be back before my turn."

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (13)+5: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Entangled, but not glued to the ground."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and use and pose."

One thing people should remember, never assume an Oruch is down for the count. As he starts to stagger and fall, one of the cutpurses turns to run and Kroth grabs a bag from his belt and hurls it at him. The tanglefoot bag explodes and covers him in goo, though it doesnt stick him to the ground.

GAME: Kroth used a Tanglefoot Bag.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 2 to location G05 (15 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location I03 (5 ft).

Vroole has connected.

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (2)+5: 7

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (15)+5: 20

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (4)+2+(2): 8

GAME: You damaged Brianna for 8 points. 20 remaining.

The bandits close in on Brianna, with the singed one getting a bit of revenge in for the prior toasting.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah!"

<OOC> Azariah wants to do a double move, which'll be a 40', since I'm in breastplate, to get around C4 and to Kroth.

<OOC> Azariah says, "which way is quicker though. around C2 and C8, or around C4?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Probably around C2 and C8."

<OOC> Azariah will go that way then. but Will be staying out of their melee range if I can.

<OOC> Kojot says, "You can get to H08 using that route."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and move and pose."

<OOC> Azariah says, "K."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng! You are somewhat surrounded."

<OOC> Azariah says, "What's the command again?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap/move H08"

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location H08 (35 ft).

<OOC> Yngvild says, "BR has me nicely locked in :P Who is the most damaged of the ones around me, c2 or c7?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 is wounded, C8 is entangled, C7 is untouched."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Hmm, try to hit c2 and hope :P"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 1d20+3+3+1: (8)+3+3+1: 15

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Did the bless go off?"

<OOC> Azariah used a double move....couldn't cast it.

<OOC> Kojot says, "That hits."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Yay!"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6+4: (7)+4: 11

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes!"

GAME: Cutpurse 2 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Brianna says, "5' back and scorching ray at c7 gets to use point blank shot I believe yes? since is ranged touch attack?"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Yeah it would be"

Yngvild seemingly pissed off beyond words, the huge Aesir's form spinning around, wielding her hammer almost as if it were weightless. She raises it to the heavens and screams "ANGORON!!!!!" the warcry echoing around as the hammer comes down. There is a sickening CRUNCH as the blunt head comes down atop the bandit's blund head. It explodes in a shower of blood and brains, coating all those around as his body is driven into the dirt by the force of the blow.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move and roll it."

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location G4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna casts Scorching Ray. Caster Level: 4 DC: 16

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1: (10)+5+2+1: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 4d6+1: (11)+1: 12

<OOC> Kojot says, "And down!"

GAME: Cutpurse 7 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Finishing off C4 hopefully with a freeze death ray."

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (4)+5+2+1: 12

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (9)+5+1: 15

Brianna frowns a bit as they are ganging up on her still, "I said one at a time." She moves back as Yngvild takes down one and pulls out another device. This one almost looks like a telescope, though its got attachments. She holds it out at one of them and a beam of fire strikes and sets one of the bandits on fire, dropping it.

<OOC> Kojot says, "It's a miss. :("

<OOC> Vroole says, "Ahhh... okay."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

Taking aim at the nearest bandit as most are going down quickly, his freeze ray passes right by and he is half cursing under his breath for such a simple shot that missed.

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d20: (19): 19

Vroole has disconnected.

The entangled bandit stabs at Yng, but the bonds hamper the stab too much.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

Vroole has connected.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Unconscious now?"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Yes, I am now out cold"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location H03 (5 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (3)+3: 6

The singed bandit chases Brianna ineffectively.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah!"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Now....I move my way over towards Kroth, and try to cure him back to conciousness"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move, cast, and roll!"

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location L08 (20 ft).

GAME: Azariah casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 3 DC: 14

GAME: Azariah rolls 1d8+3: (6)+3: 9

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -9 points. 6 remaining.

<OOC> Kojot says, "He's no longer dying! Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng!"

<OOC> Yngvild will channel again "As people better qualified to smite

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll and pose!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Can I get close enough to cover Kroth?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "You're already in channel range."

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6: (2): 2

Worried more about Kroth and him falling unconcious, Azariah keeps making her way around the battle, and places her hand on Kroth's shoulder. "maiden of Battle, please heal this one's wounds." She sas as the touch seems to knit the oruch's wounds.

<OOC> Yngvild o.O

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -2 points. 29 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -2 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -2 points. 8 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -2 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -2 points. 22 remaining.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna! There's a singed bandit chasing you."

<OOC> Brianna says, "5' step back, shoot him with pistol, pbs, deadly aim, explosive missile"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location F4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1+1: (11)+5+2+1+1: 20

<OOC> Kojot says, "Damage!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 1d8+1+4+1+2d6+4: (8)+1+4+1+(8)+4: 26

<OOC> Kojot says, "Ludicrous gibs of your choice. Pose it!"

GAME: Cutpurse 4 removed from the map.

Standing tall and proud with hammer, helm and armor covered in blood and brains Yngvild presents a somewhat impressive image of a war Cleric "WITNESS OUR COURAGE AND LEND US YOUR STRENGTH PATRON OF HEROES" she calls to the heavens. Again her patron doesn't seem terribly impressed from the amount of heaing felt by the party and she seems a little non-plussed as she lowers her hammer down with a thud.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole! One tangled bandit left."

<OOC> Vroole says, "alright shooting at it."

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (16)+5+2+1: 24

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (10)+5+1: 16

<OOC> Kojot says, "And dead!"

GAME: You clear the map.

GAME: Kojot removes the timestop.

Timestop by Kojot has left.

GAME: You remove the timestop.

Brianna doesn't like being chased at all. "Hey now...Enough is enough." and she moves back just a bit more and raises her pistol again. A spark courses from her deathray to the pistol and the pistol seems to glow for a moment and then she aims with deadly accuracy at the singed bandit that has been chasing her. She takes her time and looses the shot. The sparking bullet flies and hits the bandits gut, exploding within. For a moment one can almost think they can see lighting coming out of his pores as the deathray charge explodes within the bandit, dropping him almost instantly probably a bit charred on this inside now too.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and RP for a bit. How is everyone for time?"

<OOC> Yngvild is good for a little bit

<OOC> Azariah is good for a little bit too.

Kroth coughs a few times and struggles to get to his feet, "Graaahhh.." He shakes his head, "Sometimes I feel my life exists solely for the gods amusement." He nods to the one that healed him, "Thank you."

Vroole almost feels sorry for the last bandit as he is tangled up in vines, but it was only for a few seconds as his freezing death ray takes to travel the short distance and the bandit freezes up and passes on to the cold depths of death.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I've got 3 hours"

<OOC> Vroole says, "same here good to go."

<OOC> Azariah also has 3 hours.

Yngvild casts a quick glance around to make sure no-one is close to death or there is any imminent danger, then perhaps does something unexpected. She wraps her hands around the haft of her hammer and sinks to the ground on one knee in a silent prayer, without her usual bellowing.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Should be able to get the second encounter in, then."

<OOC> Yngvild has maybe an hour if that

<OOC> Brianna says, "only has about an hour herself."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hmm... I think I can wrap this up with an alternate plan."

<OOC> Kojot says, "The wagon tracks continue across the clearing and head into the woods. What do you do?"

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Azariah has reconnected.

<OOC> Yngvild will finish her prayer and follow the tracks

Kroth looks around a bit, and gestures towards the tracks. "There are likely more ahead, we should be prepared for another battle." He draws his bow....perhaps not looking forward to a close up fight again.

Azariah smiles a bit as Kroth stands. "it seems we have more in ranged firepower than in melee." She then shrugs. "Now....shall we go and finish this?"

You paged Aevarr with 'Eh, life happens.'

Vroole nods and agrees, "A little more preperation would help as well... Following the tracks we should be able to get some form of a chance hopefully to be at our very best."

<OOC> Kojot nods and @emits.

<OOC> Brianna says, "sorry RL phone call has me distracted"

Yngvild gets to her feet with a clatter of armor, her broad face still troubled more than her usual carefree manner as she clutters over in an uncharacteristic silence. For a few moments anyway.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "oops return too early"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Kroth still injured?"

<OOC> Azariah believe so.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I am down 11 hp"

<OOC> Kroth says, "But I plan to use a bow now :)"

<OOC> Kroth says, "So that might help"

<OOC> Yngvild will convert to cure moderate

GAME: Yngvild casts Bull's Strength. Caster Level: 4 DC: 16

<OOC> Yngvild says, "oops, cure moderate, lemee roll"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d8+4: (11)+4: 15

<OOC> Kojot says, "Onward the party?"

Azariah has partially disconnected.

The trail winds around some bushes and trees, and leads to another clearing. There's a campfire, plus the captured wagon as well as three bound and gagged figures sitting at the base of the wagon. The figures appear to be awake, as they are struggling against their bindings. To the side of the clearing, a team of horses grazes.

The clearing otherwise appears unoccupied.

<OOC> Azariah says, "onward"

Yngvild gets to her feet with a clatter of armor, her broad face still troubled more than her usual carefree manner as she clutters over in an uncharacteristic silence. For a few moments anyway. She reaches out to lay a guantleted hand on Kroth's shoulder, the metal covered in streaks of drying out...stuff. Still a healing warmth floods through him before she takes her hand away and steps back.

<OOC> Kojot will adjust scene-emit to be properly timed afterwards.

Kroth keeps the bow at the ready, even though he is healed, he isn't taking any chances. When they find the captured folks and wagon he thinks its a trap, and waits to make sure nothings going to suprise them.

Vroole has reconnected.

Vroole has partially disconnected.

<OOC> Vroole says, "missed everything after my last pose."

Keeping her own bow at the ready as well, Azariah looking for any sign of danger. She has a spell upon her lips in case trouble happens though.

You paged Vroole with 'Scenery-pose: <The trail winds around some bushes and trees, and leads to another clearing. There's a campfire, plus the captured wagon as well as three bound and gagged figures sitting at the base of the wagon. The figures appear to be awake, as they are struggling against their bindings. To the side of the clearing, a team of horses grazes. *** The clearing otherwise appears unoccupied.>'

Brianna has disconnected.

Vroole was a little weary after the last battle, but as time passed so did that and the path continued. The clearing looked like a trap though for all intent and purposes... Where had the bandits that captured the wagon gone. He doesn't even want to speak only shrugs and makes a wondering type of motion with his hands and consciously begins to ready a few of his own devices as well as this doesn't seem like it will turn out to well. A few more gestures and h tries to get across someone scouting who might be more stealthy, sneak, sneak to see what is around.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and give me Perception checks."

GAME: Azariah rolls perception: (1)+11: 12 (EPIC FAIL)

<OOC> Azariah laughs.

GAME: Kroth rolls perception: (4)+7: 11

GAME: Yngvild rolls perception: (7)+5: 12

GAME: Vroole rolls perception: (13)+7: 20

You paged Vroole with 'Near the campfire, there's a few empty vials and a scrap of fabric with an emblem on it. The emblem is of two spears crossing diagonally through a knotwork briar.'

<OOC> Kojot says, "Information paged."

Vroole is keeping his eye sockets open, though they never really close. There is something though that nags at him, pointing out some empty vials, and the scraps of fabric with the emblem of two spears crossing through a knot work briar. As quietly as he can he speaks of them, "See those, does that mean anything to anyone?" He also drops down his Artificer Goggles and activates them, casting his Detect Magic for one minute in them.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Residual magic on the vials, none on the fabric."

<OOC> Kojot says, "whoops, that was supposed to be paged."

Kroth frowns, looking at whats pointed out, but he knows nothing about nothing. "I am not sure." He is still worried about someone coming back, there could have been more bandits afterall.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and roll Knowledge/Local or Knowledge/Military Theory, if anybody has them."

<OOC> Yngvild nopes

<OOC> Vroole says, "Yeah not part of my knowledge skills...."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Angoron is strength and such, not war :("

The bound figures wriggle forward, flopping onto their stomachs as they try to inch towards the party, still trying to get out of the ropes that they are tied in.

<OOC> Azariah has dungeoneering, religion, arcana, and nature

<OOC> Kroth is stupid, all physical skills :)

<OOC> Kojot says, "Well, continue on."

Kroth frowns, "I guess I'll go untie them, the rest of you can still watch for trouble." He shoulders his bow and moves down towards the captives, going to release them.

Yngvild nods briefly in agreement with Kroth's plan "I will stay in range" she rumbles, as quietly as giant Aesir cleric's can. Of course they have likely been well spotted anyway. Still she hefts her hammer and moves at a distance with him.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah, Vroole?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Sorry."

<OOC> Yngvild is awake by the will of cafeine alone atm :P

<OOC> Kojot nods. Trying to get this wrapped up.

Looking about, Azariah doesn't see anything abnormal, so she nods for Kroth to go ahead. She has heal spells.

<OOC> Azariah has....nothign else.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Thanks, and thanks for being cool all :)"

"Thank the gods you're here," one of the merchants gasps once freed by Kroth. "The leaders of these bandits heard the fight break out, so they grabbed as much of the cargo as each of them could, then drank potions and vanished!"

"Last we heard, they were running away as fast as they could manage," a second merchant adds as he tries to rub some feeling back into his wrists. "I think they were more interested in getting away with some of the goods than in fighting for all of them."

The third nods in agreement. "I think one of them said something about returning to the rest of the Briarthorns with the supplies...?" he comments.

Kroth nods at the information, looking to the others, "If there are more of them, I think it best we report this to the guild. I have fallen once today, I do not believe I can push my luck a second time."

Yngvild considers Kroth's words and then nods in agreement "We have the prisoners..." she rumbles as she breaks out her healing kit and starts to move amongst them "...we can come back fresh for the bandits"

Azariah nods quietly. "As long as the prisoners are safe. Come on...let's head back."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Thank you all :) and Especialy Kojot"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Thanks for GMing!"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Thanks Kojot."

The trip back is pretty uneventful, especially with the horses hitched back up to the wagon. The injuries of the merchants aren't too severe, and seem to be more from saps than bladed weapons. The Guild promises to look into the information about 'Briarthorns', and might have jobs later to deal with them.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "And sorry for crankiness :P Horrible day and my silly whippet gashed himself open thinking he is made from steel, not tissue paper"

<OOC> Kojot says, "And thank you for playing! Feel free to post an IC rumor, and name myself/Oates as OOC information contacts."

<OOC> Kojot will cut and process the log, then submit the relevant PrP forms.

<OOC> Yngvild will collapse into nanna nap :P

[[Category:Logs]]

Bandit Trouble

2014-12-23T05:47:42Z

Oates: Log posted with template

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: Bandit Trouble
*Emitter: [[Kojot]]
*Characters: [[Azaria]] (Inq3), [[Brianna]] (Art4), [[Kroth]] (Ftr1/Mnk1), [[Vroole]] (Art4), [[Yngvild]] (Clr4)
*Place: Alexandria - a forest
*Time: Dec 22, 2014
*Summary: A caravan has been waylaid, and the well-organized bandits captured one of the wagons and a few of the merchants! Recover the wagon & goods, rescue the merchants, and give those bandits what for!
*APL: 3
*Encounter: 8 cutpurses (Rog1), CR 5
</div>

<OOC> Kojot says, "Excellent! And now, going somewhat In Media Res..."

A caravan of merchants arrived in Alexandria, looking a bit worse for the wear. They said that they were attacked by a group of bandits, led by a handful of skilled spearmen. While most of the caravan was able to get away, one of the wagons (and the merchants on said wagon) was captured. The Guild dispatched a group to recover the wagon & goods and rescue the captured merchants.

The directions to the location of the attack are clear, as are the wagon tracks leading away from the road and through the muddy ground, making a set of churned lines that are easy enough to follow. The tracks crest a small ridge--

And there before you is over half a dozen bandits around a pair of campfires. There's a shout as they see you about the time you see them, and they start drawing their swords. The only sign of the wagon is the continued tracks leading across the clearing and deeper into the woods.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Kojot has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Kojot to instruct you further.

For additional in-combat commands, please type: +thelp.

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GAME: Kroth rolls initiative: Roll: 14 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 16

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -99 points. 19 remaining.

GAME: Azariah rolls initiative: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 6 = Total: 16

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: Save 'Cutpurse Campfires EL5' loaded.

Vroole has connected.

GAME: Vroole rolls initiative: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 3

GAME: Brianna rolls initiative: Roll: 2 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 4

GAME: Yngvild rolls initiative: Roll: 13 + Bonus: 1 = Total: 14

<OOC> Kojot says, "Also, please place yourselves on the lower 8 rows of the map."

<OOC> Yngvild ?

GAME: You roll initiative for Cutpurses 1-4: Roll: 9 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 16

GAME: You roll initiative for Cutpurses 5-8: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 27

<OOC> Vroole says, "map?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Never used it o.O"

<OOC> Azariah says, "argh."

GAME: Brianna places herself on the map as BR at location I5 (Medium).

GAME: Kroth places himself on the map as Kr at location H6 (Medium).

<OOC> Azariah will definitely need help

<OOC> Vroole nods, "Hmmm... Easier to keep in my head I think or use roll20 for reference for harder map situations.", considers and places at e1..... LOL

<OOC> Azariah will go for g1.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I love the tmap, as it realy helps with AOE and Spells and such."

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap/place Az=g01, Azariah."

GAME: Azariah places herself on the map as Az at location G01 (Medium).

GAME: Yngvild places herself on the map as YN at location H5 (Medium).

GAME: Vroole places himself on the map as Vr at location D01 (Medium).

<OOC> Vroole says, "and has to be t digits for number so a 0 in front of 1-9"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Just now discovered that."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

GAME: You move Cutpurse 5 to location J11 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 6 to location K12 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location N08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location M11 (25 ft).

Some of the quicker bandits move forward cautiously.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Kroth ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Kroth!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Lets see..."

GAME: GAME: Kroth moves to location M7 (25 ft).

<OOC> Kroth says, "Moving 25 feet to M7, and hitting C8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Hrm, I also have strength damage, so I need to compensate for that."

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1: (3)+3+1+1: 8

<OOC> Kroth says, "Bleh."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Miss. Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

The Oruch moves quickly to intercept one of the approaching bandits, throwing a brass knuckled fist at him, but unfortunately he is unable to connect with the fellow. At least he will keep him from getting away at least.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 2 to location G08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 3 to location I09 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location J08 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 1 to location G06 (30 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (18)+3: 21

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng, what's your flatfooted AC?"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "I think it is 21"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "22 on my sheet but full plate and +1 dex"

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(3): 7

<OOC> Yngvild says, "I swear no matter how high my fucking AC I always get hit"

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -99 points. 32 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -99 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -99 points. 19 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -99 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -99 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for 7 points. 25 remaining.

<OOC> Azariah says, "Don't feel bad."

Most of the remaining bandits approach cautiously, although one does get close enough to jab Yngvild.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Azariah ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah! Go ahead and move, declare action, and roll; I have to AFK for a bit."

<OOC> Azariah will move to C3, activate destruction judgement and fire an arrow at C2.

<OOC> Azariah says, "I don't have precise shot....."

GAME: Azariah rolls weapon4: (14)+6: 20

GAME: Azariah rolls 1d8+3: (7)+3: 10

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Need to dash to toilet, will try to hit c1, who poked me"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 1d20+3+3+1: (2)+3+3+1: 9

<OOC> Yngvild says, "And miss by a mile as always"

<OOC> Kojot returns. "Azariah, the one you hit is looking unsteady on his feet. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Yngvild ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Also, Azariah, type +tmap/move c03"

Yngvild is never the most stealthy of people, let alone in her full plate adventuring armour. She is also not the fastest and so a bandit manages to get through and stab her before the huge Aesir is quite ready. She bellows out a curse that echoes around the bandit camp and hefts her huge hammer, but still not quite set her swing is wild, missing him by a huge margin.

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location C03 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Brianna ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Brianna says, "will use my pistol, shoot at c3 who so nicely moved closer. activate my armor for full dex, point blank shot, deadly aim, and explosive missile."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1+1-2: (11)+5+2+1+1+-2: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 1d8+1+4+1+2d6+4: (1)+1+4+1+(4)+4: 15

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes! Pose it."

Thankfully far in the back, Azariah uses her experience to take her time. She draws back on the string and mutters a minor prayer to Serriel. Her prayer is answered with a glow on her arrow as she lets it go, hitting the guy in the shoulder, dangerously close to his neck.

GAME: Cutpurse 3 removed from the map.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

GAME: Note Flat-footed on Vroole ended.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "So like the map is current?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup."

Brianna doesn't like how close they are coming, "Would you mind standin back some more, not too close please." she says as she lifts her pistol and aims at one of the bandits. She hooks some kind of tube to her pistol from her deathray which is still on her back, as she activates her armor and seems to be moving a bit faster. There is an electrical pulse that runs to the pistol and then she fires with deadly aim at one of the bandits, the bullet sparking as it flies and hits with much more force, an explosion happening as it hits and releases an electrical pulse as well. THe bandit falls.

<OOC> Vroole says, "Activating armor as swift action and Shooting at C1 and I do have Precise Shot."

<OOC> Vroole says, "Also freeze death ray also."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go for it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (15)+5+2+1: 23

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (10)+5+1: 16

<OOC> Kojot says, "Another one down! Pose it."

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: Cutpurse 1 removed from the map.

Vroole has connected.

<OOC> Vroole says, "Was that a downed bandit to pose?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup!"

Vroole watches as the bandits advance towards the party, his armor coming to life, the gears under the plates beginning to spin and configure his armor for better firing. Silly bandit near Yngvild takes a full blast of his freeze death ray raking across his body and is frozen in place, eyes glassing over and ceasing to live.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 5 to location H06 (25 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 6 to location J06 (30 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location L07 (20 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location N07 (5 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (1)+3: 4 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (8)+3: 11

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (19)+5: 24

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (19)+5: 24

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (2)+5: 7

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(1): 5

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(5): 9

GAME: You damaged Kroth for 14 points. 5 remaining.

The bandits close on the party, with Yngvild and Brianna being stabbed at ineffectively. Kroth finds himself flanked between a pair, and they stab to great and grevious effect.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Kroth!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I'm going to power flurry Cutpurse 8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1+1-2-1: (2)+3+1+1+1+-2+-1: 5

GAME: Kroth rolls melee+1+1+1-2-1: (8)+3+1+1+1+-2+-1: 11

<OOC> Kroth says, "This does not bode well for me :)"

<OOC> Kojot says, "No, it doesn't. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

Kroth is apparently having a tough time today, perhaps its the wounds he just recieved, or maybe he is just cursed with bad luck. He tries to attack one of the bandits, but seems unable to land a solid blow.

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d8+1: (4)+1: 5

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location J04 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (5)+5: 10

<OOC> Azariah says, "oh crap."

<OOC> Azariah says, "Hey kojot?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hm?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "that shot I did....did 1 more damage. PBS."

<OOC> Kojot says, "You're 35' away."

<OOC> Azariah says, "mm...goof point."

The staggering bandit fishes out a vial and swigs the contents, looking somewhat better afterwards, while another one circles around and tries to (and fails at) catching Brianna off-guard.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Azariah says, "Is c2 still up?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "or....was the one we brought down C1?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 chugged the potion, C1 and C3 have been dropped."

<OOC> Kojot says, "The map is current."

<OOC> Azariah says, "K."

<OOC> Azariah says, "I'm gonna try to get C5."

<OOC> Azariah says, "I don't have Precise shot...soooo...here we go."

GAME: Azariah rolls weapon4-4: (11)+6+-4: 13

<OOC> Azariah says, "blah."

<OOC> Kojot says, "That was an arrow?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "yeah."

<OOC> Kojot nods. Miss, pose it.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Azariah says, "mmmm....Should added PBS to it. doesn't really matter much though."

Azariah sees the others are in deep trouble and tries to support Yngvild. She fires an arrow, but unfortunately, the arrow goes wide....barely. "Blast." She mutters.

<OOC> Kroth says, "AFK 5"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yngvild!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Can I channel energy? I have selective"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yup, only the one appears wounded."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "There is me and Kroth?"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6: (2): 2

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Oh FFS"

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -2 points. 27 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -2 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -2 points. 7 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -2 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -2 points. 28 remaining.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Sorry hot, humid and cranky day today and dice not helping"

<OOC> Brianna says, "okay..5'step to h4 and cast burning hands. should be able to get c4 and c6 got to clear way to go help others."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move, cast, roll damage."

A low growl escapes Yngvild as she hoists her hammer up to the sky "IRON MOUNTAIN" she bellows in loud voiced prayer "HEAL THY HEROES" she commands as a bright blue glow emanates from her huge earthbreaker and casts out along her and Kroth. It doesn't look like he prayer is all that sucesful, just a few surface cuts closing slightly which adds to the anger in her gaze.

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location H4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna casts Burning Hands. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15

GAME: Brianna rolls 4d4: (12): 12

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (18)+5: 23

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Cutpurse 6 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "C4 dances out from the worst of it, but C6 is toast. Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Freeing up Yngvild. Moving to 3f and shooting at C5"

GAME: GAME: Vroole moves to location F03 (15 ft).

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (7)+5+2+1: 15

Brianna growls as hey start to gang up on her, "No that just is not fair, take turns." She pulls out a small tube with a few attachments, "Now this, keep away from heat, do not shake, do not drop, fragile." she says and then points it and pushes a button, flames shoot out in a cone, hitting two of the bandits, charring and dropping one while just crisping the other a little.

<OOC> Kojot says, "That's a deathray? Hit."

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (5)+5+1: 11

<OOC> Vroole says, "yup."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes. Pose it!"

GAME: Cutpurse 5 removed from the map.

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (16)+5: 21

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (2)+2+(6): 10

GAME: You damaged Kroth for 10 points. -3 remaining. (DYING)

GAME: You move Cutpurse 7 to location I05 (20 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (18)+3: 21

Jaunting forward to place more of the bandits in range for better precision shots, Vroole blasts his icey death towards the bandit harrassing Yngvild. Hopefully to free the healer for what she needs to do. The ray catches this one across the body and another bandit is out cold.... heh, heh... yes intentional as the bandit literally freezes up and falls to the ground a stiff.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 8 to location I06 (25 ft).

A swift stab drops Kroth, then the two that were on him close in on Yngvild. The other makes a stab at the cleric, but doesn't get past the armor.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll to stabilize, Kroth."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Whats that roll? Con?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Con at -3, considering current hp."

GAME: Kroth rolls con-3: (3)+con+-3: 0

<OOC> Azariah laughs.

<OOC> Kroth says, "Well, as I am an oruch"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I am still standing!"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Noted! So what would you like to do?"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Well, since there is no one next to me....and I dont have a potion of healing....*puts it on the list*"

<OOC> Azariah can make my way over to you, Kroth.

<OOC> Azariah says, "it'll take me a couple of turns though."

<OOC> Kroth says, "Thats fine, I'll lie here.."

<OOC> Kroth grins

<OOC> Azariah snerks.

<OOC> Yngvild will try to get over :P

<OOC> Kroth says, "Wait!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "I can do something!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Hrm, is C8 hurt?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 and C4 are hurt, but C7 and C8 are undamaged."

<OOC> Kroth says, "I shall throw a tanglefoot with my gasping breaths!!!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "AT C8"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll!"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Ranged touch, -2 for the distance."

GAME: Kroth rolls ranged-2: (17)+3+-2: 18

<OOC> Vroole says, "AFK for about ten here should be back before my turn."

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (13)+5: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Entangled, but not glued to the ground."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and use and pose."

One thing people should remember, never assume an Oruch is down for the count. As he starts to stagger and fall, one of the cutpurses turns to run and Kroth grabs a bag from his belt and hurls it at him. The tanglefoot bag explodes and covers him in goo, though it doesnt stick him to the ground.

GAME: Kroth used a Tanglefoot Bag.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

Vroole has disconnected.

GAME: You move Cutpurse 2 to location G05 (15 ft).

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location I03 (5 ft).

Vroole has connected.

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (2)+5: 7

GAME: Kojot rolls 5: (15)+5: 20

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d6+2+1d6: (4)+2+(2): 8

GAME: You damaged Brianna for 8 points. 20 remaining.

The bandits close in on Brianna, with the singed one getting a bit of revenge in for the prior toasting.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah!"

<OOC> Azariah wants to do a double move, which'll be a 40', since I'm in breastplate, to get around C4 and to Kroth.

<OOC> Azariah says, "which way is quicker though. around C2 and C8, or around C4?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Probably around C2 and C8."

<OOC> Azariah will go that way then. but Will be staying out of their melee range if I can.

<OOC> Kojot says, "You can get to H08 using that route."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and move and pose."

<OOC> Azariah says, "K."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng! You are somewhat surrounded."

<OOC> Azariah says, "What's the command again?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "+tmap/move H08"

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location H08 (35 ft).

<OOC> Yngvild says, "BR has me nicely locked in :P Who is the most damaged of the ones around me, c2 or c7?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "C2 is wounded, C8 is entangled, C7 is untouched."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Hmm, try to hit c2 and hope :P"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 1d20+3+3+1: (8)+3+3+1: 15

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Did the bless go off?"

<OOC> Azariah used a double move....couldn't cast it.

<OOC> Kojot says, "That hits."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Yay!"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6+4: (7)+4: 11

<OOC> Kojot says, "Down he goes!"

GAME: Cutpurse 2 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna!"

<OOC> Brianna says, "5' back and scorching ray at c7 gets to use point blank shot I believe yes? since is ranged touch attack?"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Yeah it would be"

Yngvild seemingly pissed off beyond words, the huge Aesir's form spinning around, wielding her hammer almost as if it were weightless. She raises it to the heavens and screams "ANGORON!!!!!" the warcry echoing around as the hammer comes down. There is a sickening CRUNCH as the blunt head comes down atop the bandit's blund head. It explodes in a shower of blood and brains, coating all those around as his body is driven into the dirt by the force of the blow.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move and roll it."

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location G4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna casts Scorching Ray. Caster Level: 4 DC: 16

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1: (10)+5+2+1: 18

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 4d6+1: (11)+1: 12

<OOC> Kojot says, "And down!"

GAME: Cutpurse 7 removed from the map.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole!"

<OOC> Vroole says, "Finishing off C4 hopefully with a freeze death ray."

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (4)+5+2+1: 12

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (9)+5+1: 15

Brianna frowns a bit as they are ganging up on her still, "I said one at a time." She moves back as Yngvild takes down one and pulls out another device. This one almost looks like a telescope, though its got attachments. She holds it out at one of them and a beam of fire strikes and sets one of the bandits on fire, dropping it.

<OOC> Kojot says, "It's a miss. :("

<OOC> Vroole says, "Ahhh... okay."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Pose it."

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 27.

It is now Cutpurses 5-8's turn! Kroth is next!

Taking aim at the nearest bandit as most are going down quickly, his freeze ray passes right by and he is half cursing under his breath for such a simple shot that missed.

GAME: Kojot rolls 1d20: (19): 19

Vroole has disconnected.

The entangled bandit stabs at Yng, but the bonds hamper the stab too much.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Kroth's turn! Cutpurses 1-4 is next!

Vroole has connected.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Unconscious now?"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Yes, I am now out cold"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Cutpurses 1-4's turn! Azariah is next!

GAME: You move Cutpurse 4 to location H03 (5 ft).

GAME: Kojot rolls 3: (3)+3: 6

The singed bandit chases Brianna ineffectively.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 16.

It is now Azariah's turn! Yngvild is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah!"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Now....I move my way over towards Kroth, and try to cure him back to conciousness"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Move, cast, and roll!"

GAME: GAME: Azariah moves to location L08 (20 ft).

GAME: Azariah casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 3 DC: 14

GAME: Azariah rolls 1d8+3: (6)+3: 9

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -9 points. 6 remaining.

<OOC> Kojot says, "He's no longer dying! Pose it!"

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 14.

It is now Yngvild's turn! Brianna is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Yng!"

<OOC> Yngvild will channel again "As people better qualified to smite

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll and pose!"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Can I get close enough to cover Kroth?"

<OOC> Kojot says, "You're already in channel range."

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d6: (2): 2

Worried more about Kroth and him falling unconcious, Azariah keeps making her way around the battle, and places her hand on Kroth's shoulder. "maiden of Battle, please heal this one's wounds." She sas as the touch seems to knit the oruch's wounds.

<OOC> Yngvild o.O

GAME: You damaged Yngvild for -2 points. 29 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Vroole for -2 points. 28 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Kroth for -2 points. 8 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Azariah for -2 points. 21 remaining.

GAME: You damaged Brianna for -2 points. 22 remaining.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 4.

It is now Brianna's turn! Vroole is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Brianna! There's a singed bandit chasing you."

<OOC> Brianna says, "5' step back, shoot him with pistol, pbs, deadly aim, explosive missile"

<OOC> Kojot says, "Roll it!"

GAME: GAME: Brianna moves to location F4 (5 ft).

GAME: Brianna rolls ranged+2+1+1: (11)+5+2+1+1: 20

<OOC> Kojot says, "Damage!"

GAME: Brianna rolls 1d8+1+4+1+2d6+4: (8)+1+4+1+(8)+4: 26

<OOC> Kojot says, "Ludicrous gibs of your choice. Pose it!"

GAME: Cutpurse 4 removed from the map.

Standing tall and proud with hammer, helm and armor covered in blood and brains Yngvild presents a somewhat impressive image of a war Cleric "WITNESS OUR COURAGE AND LEND US YOUR STRENGTH PATRON OF HEROES" she calls to the heavens. Again her patron doesn't seem terribly impressed from the amount of heaing felt by the party and she seems a little non-plussed as she lowers her hammer down with a thud.

GAME: Kojot advances the initiative order.

Round Four - Init 3.

It is now Vroole's turn! Cutpurses 5-8 is next!

<OOC> Kojot says, "Vroole! One tangled bandit left."

<OOC> Vroole says, "alright shooting at it."

GAME: Vroole rolls ranged + 2 + 1: (16)+5+2+1: 24

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hit!"

GAME: Vroole rolls 2d6 + 5 + 1: (10)+5+1: 16

<OOC> Kojot says, "And dead!"

GAME: You clear the map.

GAME: Kojot removes the timestop.

Timestop by Kojot has left.

GAME: You remove the timestop.

Brianna doesn't like being chased at all. "Hey now...Enough is enough." and she moves back just a bit more and raises her pistol again. A spark courses from her deathray to the pistol and the pistol seems to glow for a moment and then she aims with deadly accuracy at the singed bandit that has been chasing her. She takes her time and looses the shot. The sparking bullet flies and hits the bandits gut, exploding within. For a moment one can almost think they can see lighting coming out of his pores as the deathray charge explodes within the bandit, dropping him almost instantly probably a bit charred on this inside now too.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and RP for a bit. How is everyone for time?"

<OOC> Yngvild is good for a little bit

<OOC> Azariah is good for a little bit too.

Kroth coughs a few times and struggles to get to his feet, "Graaahhh.." He shakes his head, "Sometimes I feel my life exists solely for the gods amusement." He nods to the one that healed him, "Thank you."

Vroole almost feels sorry for the last bandit as he is tangled up in vines, but it was only for a few seconds as his freezing death ray takes to travel the short distance and the bandit freezes up and passes on to the cold depths of death.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I've got 3 hours"

<OOC> Vroole says, "same here good to go."

<OOC> Azariah also has 3 hours.

Yngvild casts a quick glance around to make sure no-one is close to death or there is any imminent danger, then perhaps does something unexpected. She wraps her hands around the haft of her hammer and sinks to the ground on one knee in a silent prayer, without her usual bellowing.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Should be able to get the second encounter in, then."

<OOC> Yngvild has maybe an hour if that

<OOC> Brianna says, "only has about an hour herself."

<OOC> Kojot says, "Hmm... I think I can wrap this up with an alternate plan."

<OOC> Kojot says, "The wagon tracks continue across the clearing and head into the woods. What do you do?"

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Azariah has reconnected.

<OOC> Yngvild will finish her prayer and follow the tracks

Kroth looks around a bit, and gestures towards the tracks. "There are likely more ahead, we should be prepared for another battle." He draws his bow....perhaps not looking forward to a close up fight again.

Azariah smiles a bit as Kroth stands. "it seems we have more in ranged firepower than in melee." She then shrugs. "Now....shall we go and finish this?"

You paged Aevarr with 'Eh, life happens.'

Vroole nods and agrees, "A little more preperation would help as well... Following the tracks we should be able to get some form of a chance hopefully to be at our very best."

<OOC> Kojot nods and @emits.

<OOC> Brianna says, "sorry RL phone call has me distracted"

Yngvild gets to her feet with a clatter of armor, her broad face still troubled more than her usual carefree manner as she clutters over in an uncharacteristic silence. For a few moments anyway.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "oops return too early"

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Kroth still injured?"

<OOC> Azariah believe so.

<OOC> Kroth says, "I am down 11 hp"

<OOC> Kroth says, "But I plan to use a bow now :)"

<OOC> Kroth says, "So that might help"

<OOC> Yngvild will convert to cure moderate

GAME: Yngvild casts Bull's Strength. Caster Level: 4 DC: 16

<OOC> Yngvild says, "oops, cure moderate, lemee roll"

GAME: Yngvild rolls 2d8+4: (11)+4: 15

<OOC> Kojot says, "Onward the party?"

Azariah has partially disconnected.

The trail winds around some bushes and trees, and leads to another clearing. There's a campfire, plus the captured wagon as well as three bound and gagged figures sitting at the base of the wagon. The figures appear to be awake, as they are struggling against their bindings. To the side of the clearing, a team of horses grazes.

The clearing otherwise appears unoccupied.

<OOC> Azariah says, "onward"

Yngvild gets to her feet with a clatter of armor, her broad face still troubled more than her usual carefree manner as she clutters over in an uncharacteristic silence. For a few moments anyway. She reaches out to lay a guantleted hand on Kroth's shoulder, the metal covered in streaks of drying out...stuff. Still a healing warmth floods through him before she takes her hand away and steps back.

<OOC> Kojot will adjust scene-emit to be properly timed afterwards.

Kroth keeps the bow at the ready, even though he is healed, he isn't taking any chances. When they find the captured folks and wagon he thinks its a trap, and waits to make sure nothings going to suprise them.

Vroole has reconnected.

Vroole has partially disconnected.

<OOC> Vroole says, "missed everything after my last pose."

Keeping her own bow at the ready as well, Azariah looking for any sign of danger. She has a spell upon her lips in case trouble happens though.

You paged Vroole with 'Scenery-pose: <The trail winds around some bushes and trees, and leads to another clearing. There's a campfire, plus the captured wagon as well as three bound and gagged figures sitting at the base of the wagon. The figures appear to be awake, as they are struggling against their bindings. To the side of the clearing, a team of horses grazes. *** The clearing otherwise appears unoccupied.>'

Brianna has disconnected.

Vroole was a little weary after the last battle, but as time passed so did that and the path continued. The clearing looked like a trap though for all intent and purposes... Where had the bandits that captured the wagon gone. He doesn't even want to speak only shrugs and makes a wondering type of motion with his hands and consciously begins to ready a few of his own devices as well as this doesn't seem like it will turn out to well. A few more gestures and h tries to get across someone scouting who might be more stealthy, sneak, sneak to see what is around.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and give me Perception checks."

GAME: Azariah rolls perception: (1)+11: 12 (EPIC FAIL)

<OOC> Azariah laughs.

GAME: Kroth rolls perception: (4)+7: 11

GAME: Yngvild rolls perception: (7)+5: 12

GAME: Vroole rolls perception: (13)+7: 20

You paged Vroole with 'Near the campfire, there's a few empty vials and a scrap of fabric with an emblem on it. The emblem is of two spears crossing diagonally through a knotwork briar.'

<OOC> Kojot says, "Information paged."

Vroole is keeping his eye sockets open, though they never really close. There is something though that nags at him, pointing out some empty vials, and the scraps of fabric with the emblem of two spears crossing through a knot work briar. As quietly as he can he speaks of them, "See those, does that mean anything to anyone?" He also drops down his Artificer Goggles and activates them, casting his Detect Magic for one minute in them.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Residual magic on the vials, none on the fabric."

<OOC> Kojot says, "whoops, that was supposed to be paged."

Kroth frowns, looking at whats pointed out, but he knows nothing about nothing. "I am not sure." He is still worried about someone coming back, there could have been more bandits afterall.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Go ahead and roll Knowledge/Local or Knowledge/Military Theory, if anybody has them."

<OOC> Yngvild nopes

<OOC> Vroole says, "Yeah not part of my knowledge skills...."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Angoron is strength and such, not war :("

The bound figures wriggle forward, flopping onto their stomachs as they try to inch towards the party, still trying to get out of the ropes that they are tied in.

<OOC> Azariah has dungeoneering, religion, arcana, and nature

<OOC> Kroth is stupid, all physical skills :)

<OOC> Kojot says, "Well, continue on."

Kroth frowns, "I guess I'll go untie them, the rest of you can still watch for trouble." He shoulders his bow and moves down towards the captives, going to release them.

Yngvild nods briefly in agreement with Kroth's plan "I will stay in range" she rumbles, as quietly as giant Aesir cleric's can. Of course they have likely been well spotted anyway. Still she hefts her hammer and moves at a distance with him.

<OOC> Kojot says, "Azariah, Vroole?"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Sorry."

<OOC> Yngvild is awake by the will of cafeine alone atm :P

<OOC> Kojot nods. Trying to get this wrapped up.

Looking about, Azariah doesn't see anything abnormal, so she nods for Kroth to go ahead. She has heal spells.

<OOC> Azariah has....nothign else.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Thanks, and thanks for being cool all :)"

"Thank the gods you're here," one of the merchants gasps once freed by Kroth. "The leaders of these bandits heard the fight break out, so they grabbed as much of the cargo as each of them could, then drank potions and vanished!"

"Last we heard, they were running away as fast as they could manage," a second merchant adds as he tries to rub some feeling back into his wrists. "I think they were more interested in getting away with some of the goods than in fighting for all of them."

The third nods in agreement. "I think one of them said something about returning to the rest of the Briarthorns with the supplies...?" he comments.

Kroth nods at the information, looking to the others, "If there are more of them, I think it best we report this to the guild. I have fallen once today, I do not believe I can push my luck a second time."

Yngvild considers Kroth's words and then nods in agreement "We have the prisoners..." she rumbles as she breaks out her healing kit and starts to move amongst them "...we can come back fresh for the bandits"

Azariah nods quietly. "As long as the prisoners are safe. Come on...let's head back."

<OOC> Yngvild says, "Thank you all :) and Especialy Kojot"

<OOC> Kroth says, "Thanks for GMing!"

<OOC> Azariah says, "Thanks Kojot."

The trip back is pretty uneventful, especially with the horses hitched back up to the wagon. The injuries of the merchants aren't too severe, and seem to be more from saps than bladed weapons. The Guild promises to look into the information about 'Briarthorns', and might have jobs later to deal with them.

<OOC> Yngvild says, "And sorry for crankiness :P Horrible day and my silly whippet gashed himself open thinking he is made from steel, not tissue paper"

<OOC> Kojot says, "And thank you for playing! Feel free to post an IC rumor, and name myself/Oates as OOC information contacts."

<OOC> Kojot will cut and process the log, then submit the relevant PrP forms.

<OOC> Yngvild will collapse into nanna nap :P

[[Category:Logs]]

Recent Logs

2014-12-23T05:35:31Z

Oates: /* Our Logs */ Log added: Bandit Trouble

[[Category:Logs]]
Roleplay is central to Tenebrae, and consists of a mix of scenes, grid, and PrPs. Here you may read some of the logs our players have posted, or wanted to share. This page may also be used to post logs for PrPs, to share an item for staff review, or to tell players about a great scene. Remember too, if you're RPing in a public area, a log may end up on this site. Most recent logs are at the '''bottom.'''

==Our Logs==
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 22th, 2013
|[[PrP: Goblintown Sewers]]
|[[Thora]], [[Albain]], [[Elessa]], [[Randek]], [[Gwendolyn]]
|-
|August 24th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Duty of Shadows]]
|[[Tatyannah]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Laoise]], [[Schneider]], [[Solace]]
|-
|August 28th, 2013
|[[Munch's Workshop]]
|[[Solace]], [[Munch]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|September 10th, 2013
|[[PrP: General Bloodeyes Appears]]
|[[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Oates]], [[Nadara]], [[Arik]]
|-
|September 16th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Wild Hunt]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jareth]], [[Oates]], [[Teppus]], [[Munch]]
|-
|September 17th, 2013
|[[Wild Inn]]
|[[Arik]], [[Kira]], [[Mikilos]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Zaxx]], [[Kravar]], [[Kranya]]
|-
|September 23rd, 2013
|[[Steel Festival]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
|-
|September 24th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Galena Lode - Part 1]]
|[[Jensine]], [[Jonan]], [[Mel]], [[Zippo]]
|-
|September 26th, 2013
|[[Meat Market]]
|[[Jame]], [[Mikilos]], [[Garak]], [[Boshter]], [[Ol' Mags]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|September 29th, 2013
|[[Lizard Lunch at the Ox]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Mel]], [[Zalara]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
|-
|October 11th, 2013
|[[Feegot]]
|[[Dinala]], [[Boshter]], [[Schneider]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|October 12th, 2013
|[[Rescue Party]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Eligar]], [[Schneider]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
|-
|October 12th, 2013
|[[Gunpowder Whisky]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|October 14th, 2013
|[[Dire Consequences]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Garak]], [[Jame]], [[Kiroth]], [[Styrner]]
|-
|October 16th, 2013
|[[Hanging Out]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Mikilos]], [[Alexander]], [[Jibbom]], [[Elessa]], [[Jessa]], [[Kiroth]], [[Sonja]]
|-
|October 19th, 2013
|[[Bennet's Arrival]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Kerbasy]]
|-
|October 25th, 2013
|[[Way Down in the Hole]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Kravar]], [[Elessa]], [[Kojot]]
|-
|October 25th, 2013
|[[Race]]
|[[Azog]], [[Boshter]], [[Munch]], [[Renfrey]]
|-
|October 27th, 2013
|[[Day After]]
|[[Munch]], [[Benthus]], [[Vennan]], [[Jessa]], [[Kira]], [[Serene]]
|-
|November 14th, 2013
|[[Pies]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Sandy]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|November 15th, 2013
|[[Rubble]]
|[[Munch]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sandy]], [[Garak]]
|-
|November 16, 2013
|[[Redemption]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Kira]], [[Kiroth]], [[Mel]]
|-
|November 22nd, 2013
|[[Apple Pie]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Elycia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Bennet]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|November 24, 2013
|[[End of the Queen]]
|Lots
|-
|November 25th, 2013
|[[Clean up]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|November 27th, 2013
|[[Market Recovery]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Arngrim]], [[Myrana]], [[Rhodes]], [[Argos]], [[Benthus]], [[Verna]]
|-
|December 3, 2013
|[[Bureaucracy]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Renfrey]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|December 6, 2013
|[[PRP: Mine over Matter]]
|[[Corra]], [[Duncan]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Takiyah]], [[Zippo]]
|-
|December 7th, 2013
|[[Circle Sweat]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Vuk]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 8, 2013
|[[PRP: Freezing Caravan Duty]]
|[[Zaxx]], [[Bennet]], [[Kiroth]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|December 9, 2013
|[[PRP: Strange Sightings]]
|[[Oates]], [[Kravar]], [[Tak]], [[Aurala]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|December 9th, 2013
|[[Board Plaza]]
|[[Selia]], [[Kiroth]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|Decembter 10th, 2013
|[[PRP: Ants!]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Takiyah]], [[Kirranelion]]
|-
|December 11th, 2013
|[[PRP: The Retrieval Job]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Jibbom]], [[Halani]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Teppus]]
|-
|December 16th, 2013
|[[PRP: Escapee]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Rhar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Kiroth]], [[Larron]], [[Renfrey]]
|-
|December 17th, 2013
|[[Time in the Tavern]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Vuk]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kiroth]], [[Larron]], [[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|December 19th, 2013
|[[Jessa's Lions]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jessa]]
|-
|December 21st, 2013
|[[PRP: Finding some Dirty Rats]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Bennet]], [[Kade]], [[Zippo]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], [[Takiyah]]
|-
|December 23rd, 2013
|[[Cleaning Up]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Zaxx]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Corra]], [[Larron]], [[Takiyah]], [[Zippo]]
|-
|December 19th & 26th, 2013
|[[PRP: Storming the Monastery]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Teppus]], [[Tak]], [[Kravar]], [[Aurala]], [[Jibbom]]
|-
|January 1st, 2014
|[[Nobel Snow]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 5th, 2014
|[[Stone Carving]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fazahd]], [[Azog]], [[Cesran]], [[Elycia]], [[Aurala]], [[Findrago]]
|-
|January 5th, 2014
|[[House Punching]]
|[[Selia]], [[Boshter]], [[Fazahd]], [[Whysper]], [[Renfrey]]
|-
|January 6th, 2014
|[[Chest Opening]]
|[[Fazahd]], [[Oates]], [[Vennan]], [[Elessa]], [[Zalara]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Findrago]], [[Renfrey]], [[Dragomir]], [[Selia]], [[Aenyn]]
|-
|January 12, 2014
|[[Forward to the Past]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Jareth]], [[Svarshan]], [[Karelin]]
|-
|January 13, 2014
|[[Bump in the Night]]
|[[Findrago]], [[Stirling]], [[Conjan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 14, 2014
|[[Fernwood Fluff]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhodes]], [[Corra]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 15, 2014
|[[Over the Moon]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 17, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Farm]]
|[[Caris]], [[Kilian]], [[Rayne]], [[Rhodes]],[[Vuk]]
|-
|January 18, 2014
|[[Hugging, Chili, and Demon Fish]]
|[[Azog]], [[Bennet]], [[Findrago]], [[Rayne]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 21, 2014
|[[Jibbom-s-]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Jibbom]], [[Ormarr]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leisel]], [[Zaxx]]
|-
|Janurary 22, 2014
|[[Salt pork]]
|[[Selia]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 25, 2014
|[[Cold Bones]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Vuk]], [[Schneider]], [[Bennet]], [[Rhodes]], [[Brom]]
|-
|January 26, 2014
|[[PRP: Hunting Party]]
|[[Duroc]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Takiyah]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 27, 2014
|[[PRP: Adventure Time!]]
|[[Colrick]], [[Rhodes]], [[Vuk]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 28, 2014
|[[PRP: Trouble on the Road]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Hilal]], [[Namira]], [[Elessa]], [[Zaxx]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 26, 2014
|[[PRP: The Gamekeeper's Manor]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Kade]], [[Kiroth]], [[Rayne]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Zippo]]
|-
|January 30, 2014
|[[Festival Fun]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Munch]], [[Namira]]
|-
|January 31, 2014
|[[Head Butts]]
|[[Azog]], [[Kravar]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Boshter]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jibbom]], [[Zaxx]]
|-
|February 1, 2014
|[[Dark Rituals]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Kiroth]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Renfrey]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|February 2, 2014
|[[PRP: Adventure Time 2: The Second Try]]
|[[Corra]], [[Lorien]], [[Namira]], [[Styrner]]
|-
|February 4, 2014
|[[At the Market]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Namira]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 6, 2014
|[[Advertisement]]
|[[Albain]], [[Brianna]], [[Percival]], [[Charlotte]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[Paperworks]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Verna]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[PrP: The Merchant Ambush]]
|[[Conjan]], [[Ranth]], [[Selerik]], [[Zippo]], [[Rhar]], [[Charlotte]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[Roadside Greet]]
|[[Munch]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Ranth]], [[Percival]]
|-
|February 8, 2014
|[[Pruning]]
|[[Munch]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|February 11, 2014
|[[Chat Spice]]
|[[Zoob]], [[Cesran]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|February 12, 2014
|[[PrP: The Costumes and the Manor]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Garak]], [[Lorien]], [[Charlotte]], [[Ranth]]
|-
|February 15, 2014
|[[Foodies]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|Febuary 20, 2014
|[[Gun Talk]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|February 24, 2014
|[[A Riding Wolf and a Chance Meeting]]
|[[Percival]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|February 27, 2014
|[[Vardama Ritual]]
|[[Verna]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Bennet]], [[Boshter]], [[Namira]], [[Rhodes]]
|-
|February 28, 2014
|[[Beast Market]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Boshter]]
|-
|March 3, 2014
|[[Hoverbike]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|March 4, 2014
|[[Staffy]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]], [[Namira]]
|-
|March 5, 2014
|[[Fern Chat]]
|[[Selia]], [[Corra]]
|-
|March 6, 2014
|[[Candy Cannon]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|March 6, 2014
|[[Visit to Mictlan]]
|[[Rhodes]], [[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|March 8, 2014
|[[Nevermind the Bollocks]]
|[[Rhar]], [[Zoob]], [[Mel]], [[Duncan]]
|-
|March 10, 2014
|[[Before Parliament, part 1]]
|Many
|-
|March 12, 2014
|[[Fried Boshter]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Boshter]], [[Myrana]], [[Zoob]], [[Elycia]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|March 14, 2014
|[[Reversal of Fortunes]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Nadara]], [[Verna]], [[Schneider]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Celebration for the Gods]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Azog]], [[Lorien]], [[Cesran]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Arena Chat]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Azog]], [[Munch]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Green Word]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|March 19th, 2014
|[[Farm Aid]]
|[[Dragomir]], [[Lorien]], [[Zoob]], [[Smythly]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 19, 2014
|[[PrP: Cellar Centipedes]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Savengriff]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 18, 2014
|[[In the Guild]]
|[[Savengriff]], [[Verna]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Altar]], [[Azog]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Bennet]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|March 19, 2014
|[[PRP: Kulthus Ruins]]
|[[Verna]], [[Munch]], [[Brom]], [[Gragnar]]
|-
|March 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Fire! Fire!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Corra]], [[Savengriff]]
|-
|March 20, 2014
|[[War Talk]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Selia]]
|-
|March 21, 2014
|[[PRP: Choose Your Own Adventure]]
|[[Charlotte]], [[Johan]], [[Lorien]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 22, 2014
|[[Enigmatic Magical Troupe 5000]]
|[[Altar]], [[Lorien]], [[Rhar]], [[Duncan]], [[Zippo]], [[Mogrinaar]]
|-
|March 22, 2014
|[[Reversal of Fortunes, Pt 2]]
|[[Verna]], [[Vuk]], [[Schneider]], [[Rhodes]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[PRP: Where There's Smoke...]]
|[[Johan]], [[Namira]], [[Schneider]], [[Corra]], [[Rayne]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[prp: Silly Leprechaun]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Altar]], [[Smythly]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[PRP: Choose Your Own Adventure II]]
|[[Corra]], [[Jane]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 24, 2014
|[[Artifice]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Munch]], [[Brianna]], [[Lorien]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|March 25, 2014
|[[PRP: Hold The Line!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Hassan]], [[Aurala]], [[Duncan]]
|-
|March 24th, 2014
|[[Tested]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Kyson]]
|-
|March 31, 2014
|[[Fernly Chat]]
|[[Selia]], [[Kyson]]
|-
|April 1st, 2014
|[[PRP: Into the Breach!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Altar]], [[Corra]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|April 3, 2014
|[[Unique]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Kyson]], [[Vuk]], [[Mikilos]], [[Brianna]]
|-
|April 3rd, 2014
|[[Grand Theft Arcana]]
|[[Verna]], [[Altar]], [[Smythly]], [[Lilyth]]
|-
|April 4th, 2014
|[[Choose Your Own Adventure III]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Mel]], [[Rhar]], [[Savengriff]]
|-
|April 11, 2014
|[[Roasted Nuts]]
|[[Altar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Tyrianna]]
|-
|April 11th, 2014
|[[Grand Theft Arcana - Spice City]]
|[[Sargon]], [[Altar]], [[Rhar]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|April 13th, 2014
|[[Were Bats, Were Rats]]
|-
|April 14, 2014
|[[DragonFly]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Tyrianna]], [[Rayne]], [[Coppervolt]], [[Mikilos]], [[Altar]]
|-
|April 18, 2014
|[[Trade Stuffs]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Brianna]]
|-
|April 18th, 2014
|[[Cairn I Barrow A Cup?]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Kravar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|April 18, 2014
|[[FUNeral]]
|[[Lots]]
|-
|April 19, 2014
|[[Ale Chat]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Pendleton]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|April 19, 2014
|[[Munch Toss]]
|[[Munch]], [[Sandy]], [[Talon]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Crow]], [[Pendleton]]
|-
|April 22, 2014
|[[Dock Talk]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Selia]], [[Naneth]]
|-
|April 22nd, 2014
|[[Bordering Felwood]]
|[[Talon]], [[Crow]], [[Altar]], [[Belladona]], [[Naneth]]
|-
|April 22, 2014
|[[Calimari]]
|[[Dur'ankar]], [[Redmane]], [[Verna]], [[Rhodes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Embrey]], [[Achala]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Goblin Treasure]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Kirran]], [[Cressida ]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Guilds, Bazoombas and lingual Difficulties]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Naneth]], [[Redmane]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Into the Woods: Bordering Felwood pt 2]]
|[[Lorien]], [[Naneth]], [[Talon]], [[Verna]] [[Belladona]]
|-
|April 26th, 2014
|[[Midnight Meat Train]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Kirran]]
|-
|April 26th, 2014
|[[Down by the Docks]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Argos]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|April 30th, 2014
|[[Sea Hag and her Crab]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]]. [[Lydia]]
|-
|May 3rd, 2014
|[[So Wrong it's Wight]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Colrick]], [[Elessa]], [[Hassan]], [[Schneider]], [[Vennan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 5, 2014
|[[Bor Market]]
|[[Klythos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Bor]], [[Aurala]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|May 6th, 2014
|[[Drip Drip 1]]
|[[Barbalau]], [[Hassan]], [[Klythos]], [[Redmane]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 6, 2014
|[[Visiting the Green]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Crow]], [[Kirran]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|May 7, 2014
|[[Goblin Cheaters]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]]. [[Lydia]]
|-
|May 8, 2014
|[[Relics, Tomes, Blood, and Bones]]
|Aevarr, [[Bor]], Klythos, Lilyth, Lorien, Stirling
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Melons]]
|[[Munch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Drip Drip 2]]
|[[Klythos]], [[Redmane]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Raising Elessa]]
|-
|May 14, 2014
|[[A Rot in Telbridge]]
|[[Alakton]], [[Klythos]], [[Laefwyn]], [[Naneth]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|
|-
|May 14, 2014
|[[Tournament Paramount]]
|[[Radek]] [[Djelka]] [[Fishbelly]] [[Munch]] [[Smythly]]
|
|-
|May 16, 2014
|[[Runes in Rune]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Schneider]], [[Tak]], [[Teppus]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 17, 2014
|[[Sacred Hunt]]
|[[Naneth]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Kathryn]], [[Lorien]], [[Azog]]
|-
|May 18, 2014
|[[Blood and Apples]]
|[[Cressida]], [[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Silvana]], [[Smythly]], [[Stjepan]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|May 19, 2014
|[[A Simple Test]]
|[[Smythly]], [[Stirling]], [[Tywulf]], [[Taika]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|May 19, 2014
|[[More Ox]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Bor]], [[Svarshan]], [[Munch]], [[Jibbom]], [[Verna]], [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[A Rent Party]]
|[[Lorien]], [[Lothos]], [[Naneth]], [[Redmane]], [[Taika]], [[Tywulf]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Homestead - Cesran Run]]
|[[Orion]], [[Tywulf]], [[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Taika]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|May 24, 2014
|[[Gate Chat]]
|[[Azog]], [[Selia]]
|-
|May 27, 2014
|[[Clearing the Village]]
|[[Orion]], [[Alice]]. [[Cressida]]. [[Eilora]]
|-
|May 27, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/dd3.txt Drip Drip 3]
|[[Alakton]], [[Klythos]], [[Laefwyn]], [[Pavanna]], [[Solace]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Homestead - Jeor Run]]
|[[Rayne]], [[Lorien]], [[Belladona]], [[Klythos]], [[Mitneisk]], [[Corra]]
|-
|May 28, 2014
|[[Roundup]]
|[[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Lorien]], [[Orion]], [[Smythly]], [[Silvana]]
|-
|June 1, 2014
|[[Sith-makar Open Meeting]]
|[[Dur'ankar]], [[Orion]], [[Ssylrath]], and [[Svarshan]]
|-
|June 3, 2014
|[[Guild Meet]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Munch]], [[Cessida]], [[Lorien]]
|-
|June 3, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/beer1.txt Spring Beer]
|[[Solace]], [[Lothos]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|June 4, 2014
|[[Broken Library]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Mikilos]], [[MoonShadow]]
|-
|June 4, 2014
|[[Centaur Raiders]]
|[[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Lorien]], [[Orion]], [[Smythly]], [[Pavanna]], [[Nicolai]][[Category:Admin]]
|-
|June 6, 2014
|[[Coffee]]
|[[Selia]], [[Taika]], [[Tywulf]]
|-
|June 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Live Catch]]
|Run by [[Mikilos]], with [[Belladona]], [[Bor]], [[Eilora]], [[Lorien]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|June 11, 2014
|[[PrP: Strange Creatures]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Duncan]], [[Smythly ]]
|-
|June 11, 2014
|[[Dragon Bones]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Klythos]], [[Lorien]], [[Munch]], [[Ormarr]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], and [[Vennan]]
|-
|June 17, 2014
|[[Lava Juice]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 17, 2014
|[[Clankers]]
|[[Zoob]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 23, 2014
|[[Jousting]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Mikilios]], [[Sophia]], [[Aurala]], [[MoonShadow]], [[Elessa]]
|-
|June 26, 2014
|[[Fire!]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Drisdane]], [[Smythly ]], [[Nicolai]], [[Uraug]]
|-
|June 29, 2012
|[[Jibbom's Wedding]]
|Many
|-
|June 28, 2014
|[[PrP: Live Catch 2]]
|Run by: [[Mikilos]], with [[Vuk]], [[Hassan]], [[Aurala]], [[Verna]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|July 3, 2014
|[[Phallic Towers]]
|[[Pavel]], [[Solace]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sandy]], [[Aurala]], [[Stjepan]], [[Dylan]]
|-
|July 5, 2014
|[[PrP: Choose Your Own Adventure IV]]
|[[Corra]], [[Dylan]], and [[Pavel]]
|-
|July 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Testing]]
|Run by [[Mikilos]], with [[Elessa]], [[Hassan]], [[Klythos]], [[Oates]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 10, 2014
|[[Pudding]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Sandy]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 11, 2014
|[[Gobber Clankfest]]
|[[Craft]], [[Klythos]], [[Selia]], [[Smythly]], [[Takiyah]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 12th, 2014
|[[The Big Lebunski]]
|[[Corra]], [[Rhar]], [[Solace]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 12th, 2014
|[[Rune Tactics]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hassan]], [[Smythly]], [[Solace]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 15th, 2014
|[[The Grapes of Rath]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Corra]], [[Nicolai]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|July 9 and 16th, 2014
|[[Death Match]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Cressida ]], [[Orion]], [[Stjepan]], [[Silvana]], [[Lorien]], [[Celestine]]
|-
|July 13, 2014
|[[Banner]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|July 21, 2014
|[[Taint Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|July 23, 2014
|[[A Tarienite Distraction]]
|Many
|-
|July 24, 2014
|[[Chat Rune]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|July 25, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/Meetup.txt Meetup - Eidolon Hymn]
|[[Benthus]], [[Charlotte]], [[Garrin]], [[Terri]], [[Ormarr]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|July 29, 2014
|[[Charnese Cuisine]]
|[[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Bellna]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|July 29, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Sith and Am'shere Gathering]]
|[[Bellna]], [[Dur'ankar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Svarshan]], and [[Zarr]]
|-
|July 30, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/Beerdispenser3000.txt Beer Dispenser 3000!]
|[[Alakton]], [[Laefwyn]], and [[Lothos]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|August 1, 2014
|[[Meetup: Mage]]
|Many. hosted by [[Mikilos]]
|-
|August 3, 2014
|[[Meetup: Roughriders roll-call]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Svarshan]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Smythly]], [[Zalara]]. hosted by [[Duncan]]
|-
|August 6, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/GroaningDelve1.txt Groaning Delve 1]
|[[Elycia]], [[Klythos]], and [[Mikilos]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
| August 13, 2014
|[[Hightail It]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Oates]], [[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aurala]], [[Jareth]]
|-
|August 17, 2014
|[[Farmers Market]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Cesran]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|August 20, 2014
|[[Toy Fishing]]
|[[Katja]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
| August 25, 2014
|[[Flyby]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Benthus]], [[Cressida]], [[Duncan]], [[Smythly]]
|-
| August 26, 2014
|[[Where all life goes]]
|[[Tsunetomo]], [[Solace]]
|-
| August 30, 2014
|[[Dinosaur Hunt]]
|[[Alice]], [[Lothos]], [[Taro]], and [[Tsunetomo]]
|-
| September 5, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Druids Sith and Wards Oh My!]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ssylrath]], and [[Svarshan]]
|-
| September 6, 2014
|[[PRP: The Farm]]
|[[Taro]], [[Yngvild]], [[Arlean]]
|-
| September 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Science Fair!]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Stirling]], [[Jareth]], [[Klythos]], [[Munch]] and [[Zalara]]
|-
|September 10, 2014
|[[Pink Hearts]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Solace]], [[Godwyn]], [[Fiore]], [[Fazahd]], [[Boshter]], [[Benthus]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|September 11, 2014
|[[Book Vendor]]
|[[Talitha]], [[Azog]], [[Benthus]], [[Mikilos]], [[Solace]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|September 12, 2014
|[[Chatter in the Temple]]
|[[Selia]], [[Godwyn]], [[Sophia]]
|-
| September 13, 2014
|[[PRP: Trip on the Wild Side]]
|[[Kelia]], [[Sargon]]
|-
| September 14, 2014
|[[PRP: Investigate]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Lothos]], [[Yngvild]], [[Godwyn]], [[Elspeth]]
|-
|September 16, 2014
|[[Concussion]]
|[[Munch]], [[Benthus]], [[Namira]], [[Godwyn]], [[Taurmuindyr]]
|-
|September 18, 2014
|[[Park Nap]]
|[[Selia]], [[Arlean]]
|-
| September 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Operation Unwavering Blade]]
|[[Taro]], [[Torak]], [[Silvana]], [[Godwyn]], [[Stjepan]], [[Belladona]]
|-
| September 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Following a Lead]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Hethyr]], [[Bennet]], [[Fiore]]
|-
| September 27, 2014
|[[PRP: Shock and Awe]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kojot]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Klythos]], [[Lorien]]
|-
| September 27, 2014
| [[MEETUP: Landlord Throw Away That Cork!]]
| [[Arlean]], [[Svarshan]], [[Godwyn]], [[Selia]], [[Solace]], [[Boshter]]
|-
|September 28, 2014
|[[Shield Market]]
|[[Kelia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|September 29, 2014
|[[RPP: Adventure Scout Troop 405]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Roland]], and [[Cesran]]
|-
|September 30, 2014
|[[Bank Chatter]]
|[[Arlean]], [[Cressida]], [[Mikilos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Autumn]]
|-
|October 2, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Rhar]], [[Jokul]], [[Bennet]], [[Deanna]]
|-
|October 6, 2014
|[[PrP: The Farm Revisited]]
|[[Mel]], [[Stirling]], [[Jokul]]
|-
|October 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Haunted House]]
|[[Cressida]], [[Alice]], [[Godwyn]], [[Kiroth]], [[Orion]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|October 10, 2014
|[[Smith Time]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fazahd]], [[Arlean]], [[Iuriel]]
|-
|October 18, 2014
|[[PrP: Rattle Hum Thump]]
|[[Rhar]], [[Korrani]], [[Hethyr]], [[Fiore]], [[Mel]], [[Lyrana]], [[Taro]]
|-
|October 21, 2014
|[[PrP: Cowled Dock Knight]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Terewin]], [[Zoob]], [[Kirran]], [[Taro]]
|-
|October 21, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Forecast]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Taro]], [[Korrani]], [[Brianna]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[Gravedigger Shindig|Gravedigger's Shindig]]
|Eirene, Iuriel, Namira, Verna, Bennet, Garak, Rhodes, Ionus, Boshter, Godwyn, Kerbasy, Fazahd
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Dead Rising: Return]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Lyrana]], [[Lilyth]], [[Zlegvog]], [[Kidda]]
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Expectations]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Curugorm]], [[Lyrana]], [[Taro]], [[Alba]],[[Gragnar]],[[Iuriel]]
|-
|October 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Jungle Hunt]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Kilian]], and [[Talazia]]
|-
|October 30, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict II]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Smythly]], [[Korrani]], [[Nuanna]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|November 2, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict II]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Mel]], [[Korrani]], [[Alba]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|November 2, 2014
|[[PrP: Dead Approaching]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Mel]], [[Korrani]], [[Alba]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|November 3, 2014
|[[PrP:Gone Astray]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Benthus]], [[Autumn]], [[Kirran]], [[Schneider]], [[Kilian]]
|-
|November 9, 2014
|[[PrP:Uninvited Guest]]
|[[Azog]], [[Elessa]], [[Uneth]], [[Korrani]]
|-
|November 10, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole I]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Dragomir]],[[Samson]],[[Lyrana]],[[Lilyth]]
|-
|November 14, 2014
|[[Challenges]]
|[[Munch]], [[Yngvild]], [[Kravar]], [[Azog]], [[Solace]], [[Talazia]], [[Benthus]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|November 15, 2014
|[[Stickball]]
|[[Munch]], [[Cesran]], [[Gorag]]
|-
|November 15, 2014
|[[Thunderstorm]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Verna]], [[Aldean]], [[Talazia]], [[Solace]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|November 18, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Kidda]], [[Thanix]], [[Samson]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|November 19, 2014
|[[PrP: Sabotage!]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Rayne]], [[Kirran]], [[Aevarr]], [[Aldean]], [[Korrani]]
|-
|November 20, 2014
|[[Minstrel MEETUP: Charity Concert for Adventure Scout Troop 405]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Aldean]], [[Butters]], [[Cesran]], [[Godwyn]], [[Pendleton]],[[Renfrey]],[[Roland]],[[Sandy]],[[Selia]],[[Silmeria]],[[Tatyannah]],[[Vroole]]
|-
|November 22, 2014
|[[Meetup: Harvest Festival]]
|-
|November 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Discovery]]
|[[Verna]], [[Lyrana]], [[Jessamy]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Diplomatic Chaos]]
|[[Aevarr]], [[Mel]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy]]
|[[Corra]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[Meetup: Wilderness and Am'shere]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Lothos]], [[Svarshan]], and [[Uneth]]. Hosted by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|November, 25th, 2014
|[[PrP: Attack on Brighton]]
|[[Takiyah]], [[Lyrana]], [[Alba]], [[Vroole]]
|-
|November 27, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kravar]], [[Aldean]],[[Lorien]],[[Schneider]]
|-
|November ?, 2014
|[[PrP:Autumn Murder!]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Azog]], [[Oates]]
|-
|November 28, 2014
|[[Gates]]
|[[Renfrey]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sandy]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Ganbaatar]], [[Vroole]]
|-
|November 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rapid Reaction Force]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Korrani]], [[Aevarr]], [[Curugorm]]
|-
|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], [[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]], [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|[[X]], [[X]], [[X]], [[X]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|}
[[Category:Logs]]

Takiyah

2014-12-13T23:52:20Z

Oates: Local Directory entry saved

{{CPHEADER-START}}
Takiyah Tinkerfist
{{CPHEADER-END}}

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}About My Character{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}

TYPE STUFF ABOUT CHARACTER HERE.

[[image:my character.jpg|thumb|right]]

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* Roleplay hook
* Roleplay hook

==Old Local Directory Entry==
'''Takiyah's Workbench:''' The flyers look like refugees from an overenthusiastic engineer's drafting table, but the text is clear enough to read: Takiyah, a gobber Forge of the High Holy House of Wonders sect of the Temple of Reos, can be commissioned to scribe various divine spellplans (scrolls) and craft spellbatteries (wands) and various devices of assorted purpose. While her products have a definite look and feel of artifice to them, they have the same function as their more conventional counterparts, and are no more difficult to use than them.
:Contact: Takiyah
:Offers: Divine Scrolls & Wands, Wondrous Items

{{CPFOOTER}}
[[Category:Cleric]][[Category:CrafterScrolls]][[Category:CrafterWondrous]][[Category:CrafterWands]][[Category:Gobber]][[Category:Reosian]]

Oates

2014-12-13T23:50:14Z

Oates: Description updated; Local Directory entry saved

Standing in at 5' 7" and 247 pounds, Jack Oates is a hearty farmboy of a human with a "face-shaped" face and brown hair and eyes. He doesn't stand out much in a crowd, except for the inquisitive look in his eyes and the genial smile on his face. His clothes are a stout homespun cotton, durable enough for hard work in the fields. The shirt is unbleached and undyed, while the pants are an even indigo, albeit patched with brown at the knees where the wear and tear of hard work has gotten the better of the original fabric. A sturdy brown leather vest, stitched and trimmed with green leather and fastened with loops and wooden buttons, and matching boots complete his outfit. Sections of material colored pumpkin-orange are used as a patchlike trim on his clothes.



==Personal History==
Born the 5th son of a fairly large farming family in Alexandros, Jack Oates grew up as most farming children do, helping with the chores around the farm. His family is composed of his father Barth, his mother Leigh, and his siblings Chad, Perry, Holly (sister), Edgar, Westby, Lee, Wenda (sister), and Gary. The entire family is of hearty stock, with nary a weakling or a klutz in the bunch. Likewise, while the family is generally not known for being clever or sage, neither are they idiots or fools. The Oates family farm is fairly close to one of the larger farming communities, and trade and traders and others of that ilk, and adventurers and mercenaries are not uncommon to see there, and Barth Oates is always willing to sell grain and other produce to anyone not causing trouble. Human, khazad, sildanyar, oruch, or other, your gold still spends the same, and Barth is always up for a round of small talk. It was from these trips into town that Jack started picking up smatterings of other languages, paying attention to what the customers and shopkeepers and others were saying.

Even at home, Jack had a curiosity streak a mile wide. If something caught his eye, he'd try to figure out how it worked or how it was done. His parents took notice of Jack's inquisitiveness, and they encouraged him on the condition that he keep up with his chores on the farm. Jack agreed to the deal, and he often spent his free time practicing whatever skills he happened to be interested in at the time. While there was little rhyme or reason to the skills that Jack was interested in, he did show a minor tendency towards tinkering with devices. If there was something around the farm with moving parts, chances are that Jack had tried to take it apart a time or two, and had at least tried to put it back together afterwards. This part of Jack's curiosity was a bit more of a hassle for his parents, and they made sure he fixed anything that he broke. The main reason why they didn't complain too much was that Jack's tinkering had the side effect of occasionally producing new tools to help with the chores around the farm, or making existing tools work better. One of his more notable successes was in creating a slingshot trap to kill small rodents that tried to eat the family's crops.

As his older siblings reached adulthood, married, and settled down with growing parts of the Oates family farm, Jack realized that there would not be much space for him if he stayed in the local community. While his siblings did offer to let him stay on as a partner in their various farms, Jack turned them all down. He thanked them for the offer, but explained that he would go out into the world and try making a living off of his wits. His parents were the saddest to see Jack go, but his family knew that if anyone from their family could make it out there on their own with nothing but a small pack of gear, it would be Jack Oates.

==RP Hooks==
* '''Learning & curiosity.''' Oates enjoys learning new things, and one of the more common things he says when he sees something new is "How was that done?" The second most common thing he asks is "Could you teach me that?"
* '''Lending a hand where needed.''' A life of living on the farm has given Oates a solid work ethic, and he is usually willing to help out when asked, especially if it's for a good cause.
* '''Exploration.''' Oates left his family farm to make a living off of his wits, and part of that involves travelling to figure out where he can best make the use of his diverse skills. Also helps satisfy his curiosity about the world, and frequently overlaps with helping others out.
* '''Elemental earth.''' Due to some events involving an earth elemental and someone else's spiritbonded armor, Oates has developed an affinity for the element of earth. He speaks Terran as fluently as if his throat was made of rock, and he can even '''add acid-related enchantments to weapons & armor.''' As is normal for most crafters, he charges 60% of market value added.

==OOC Notes==
* Pure Rogue. Generally not one for stealth or glib tongue, but very skilled at traps and locks.
* Primary concept is that of a jack of all trades. Can usually attempt almost anything, although there are some skills he has yet to learn.
* Secondary concept is that of a combat trapsmith. Give him some time to set up, and the enemies will have a small surprise for them.
** ''(The secondary concept has been heavily de-emphasized, due to the impracticality of custom items in a MUSH setting.)''
* Oates is mostly self-taught, but he's a quick learner and will pay attention to what those with more skill than him say about their skills.

==Old Local Directory Entry==
'''Odd Jobs by Oates:''' A bit of a jack of all trades, Oates has a knack for traps (both creating and disarming) and an affinity for earth.
:Contact: Oates
:Offers: Lots of trained skills (including every Knowledge skill), trap (dis)assembly, acid-related arms&armor enchantments.

[[Category:Player]][[Category:Rogue]][[Category:Holy Order of Ea]][[Category:Human]][[Category:CrafterWeapons]]

Oates

2014-10-22T07:54:12Z

Oates: Crafter category added; hooks and notes updated.

Standing in at 5' 7" and 247 pounds, Jack Oates is a hearty farmboy of a human with a "face-shaped" face and brown hair and eyes. He doesn't stand out much in a crowd, except for the inquisitive look in his eyes and the genial smile on his face. His clothes are a stout homespun cotton, durable enough for hard work in the fields. The shirt is unbleached and undyed, while the pants are an even indigo, albeit patched with brown at the knees where the wear and tear of hard work has gotten the better of the original fabric. A sturdy brown leather vest, stitched and trimmed with green leather and fastened with loops and wooden buttons, and matching boots complete his outfit.



==Personal History==
Born the 5th son of a fairly large farming family in Alexandros, Jack Oates grew up as most farming children do, helping with the chores around the farm. His family is composed of his father Barth, his mother Leigh, and his siblings Chad, Perry, Holly (sister), Edgar, Westby, Lee, Wenda (sister), and Gary. The entire family is of hearty stock, with nary a weakling or a klutz in the bunch. Likewise, while the family is generally not known for being clever or sage, neither are they idiots or fools. The Oates family farm is fairly close to one of the larger farming communities, and trade and traders and others of that ilk, and adventurers and mercenaries are not uncommon to see there, and Barth Oates is always willing to sell grain and other produce to anyone not causing trouble. Human, khazad, sildanyar, oruch, or other, your gold still spends the same, and Barth is always up for a round of small talk. It was from these trips into town that Jack started picking up smatterings of other languages, paying attention to what the customers and shopkeepers and others were saying.

Even at home, Jack had a curiosity streak a mile wide. If something caught his eye, he'd try to figure out how it worked or how it was done. His parents took notice of Jack's inquisitiveness, and they encouraged him on the condition that he keep up with his chores on the farm. Jack agreed to the deal, and he often spent his free time practicing whatever skills he happened to be interested in at the time. While there was little rhyme or reason to the skills that Jack was interested in, he did show a minor tendency towards tinkering with devices. If there was something around the farm with moving parts, chances are that Jack had tried to take it apart a time or two, and had at least tried to put it back together afterwards. This part of Jack's curiosity was a bit more of a hassle for his parents, and they made sure he fixed anything that he broke. The main reason why they didn't complain too much was that Jack's tinkering had the side effect of occasionally producing new tools to help with the chores around the farm, or making existing tools work better. One of his more notable successes was in creating a slingshot trap to kill small rodents that tried to eat the family's crops.

As his older siblings reached adulthood, married, and settled down with growing parts of the Oates family farm, Jack realized that there would not be much space for him if he stayed in the local community. While his siblings did offer to let him stay on as a partner in their various farms, Jack turned them all down. He thanked them for the offer, but explained that he would go out into the world and try making a living off of his wits. His parents were the saddest to see Jack go, but his family knew that if anyone from their family could make it out there on their own with nothing but a small pack of gear, it would be Jack Oates.

==RP Hooks==
* '''Learning & curiosity.''' Oates enjoys learning new things, and one of the more common things he says when he sees something new is "How was that done?" The second most common thing he asks is "Could you teach me that?"
* '''Lending a hand where needed.''' A life of living on the farm has given Oates a solid work ethic, and he is usually willing to help out when asked, especially if it's for a good cause.
* '''Exploration.''' Oates left his family farm to make a living off of his wits, and part of that involves travelling to figure out where he can best make the use of his diverse skills. Also helps satisfy his curiosity about the world, and frequently overlaps with helping others out.
* '''Elemental earth.''' Due to some events involving an earth elemental and someone else's spiritbonded armor, Oates has developed an affinity for the element of earth. He speaks Terran as fluently as if his throat was made of rock, and he can even '''add acid-related enchantments to weapons & armor.''' As is normal for most crafters, he charges 60% of market value added.

==OOC Notes==
* Pure Rogue. Generally not one for stealth or glib tongue, but very skilled at traps and locks.
* Primary concept is that of a jack of all trades. Can usually attempt almost anything, although there are some skills he has yet to learn.
* Secondary concept is that of a combat trapsmith. Give him some time to set up, and the enemies will have a small surprise for them.
** ''(The secondary concept has been heavily de-emphasized, due to the impracticality of custom items in a MUSH setting.)''
* Oates is mostly self-taught, but he's a quick learner and will pay attention to what those with more skill than him say about their skills.

[[Category:Player]][[Category:Rogue]][[Category:Holy Order of Ea]][[Category:Human]][[Category:CrafterWeapons]]

Kojot

2014-10-22T07:42:28Z

Oates: Page created, categories added. Will fill out later!

{{CPHEADER-START}}
Kojot Wydmy
{{CPHEADER-END}}

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}About My Character{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}

TYPE STUFF ABOUT CHARACTER HERE.

[[image:my character.jpg|thumb|right]]

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* Roleplay hook
* Roleplay hook

{{CPFOOTER}}
[[Category:Fighter]][[Category:Player]][[Category:Characters]][[Category:Half-Oruch]][[Category:Green_Word]]

Takiyah

2014-10-22T07:39:40Z

Oates: Page created, categories added; CrafterWands category created. Will fill out later!

Character Pages

2014-10-22T07:35:37Z

Oates: Kojot and Takiyah added

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{{CompactTOC}}

[[Category:Player]]

==A==
* [[Abrahil]]
* [[Aenyn]]
* [[Aegremar]]
* [[Agril]]
* [[Albain de Corveaux]]
* [[Altar]]
* [[Amara]]
* [[Amira|Amir'a al'Jarim]]
* [[Arafel Gemlord]]
* [[Arlean]]
* [[Arik]]
* [[Azog]]

==B==
* [[Bashkim|Bashkim Sylaj]]
* [[Bor]]
* [[Boshter]]

==C==
* [[Cinnamon]]
* [[Cesran]]
* [[Colrick Voss]]
* [[Conjan]]
* [[Constantin]]
* [[Craft]]
* [[Crow]]

==D==
* [[Darshan]]
* [[Declan|Declan Hollis]]
* [[Drok'thar]]
* [[Dylan]]

==E==
* [[Edgard|Sir Edgard de Lecadre]]
* [[Edmee|Edmee Sulwen]]
* [[Elessa]]
* [[Eliathitae]]
* [[Evangeline]]

==F==
* [[Faiza]]
* [[Findrago]]
* [[Fiona]]
* [[Fishbelly]]
* [[Folkmar]]

==G==
* [[Garak]]
* [[Garrin]]
* [[Godwyn Sylvan]]

==H==

==I==
* [[Ionus]]
* [[Ishmael]]

==J==
* [[Jareth]]
* [[Jensine]]
* [[Jessa]]
* [[Jibbom]]
* [[Jinks]]
* [[Johan]]

==K==
* [[Kaedin]]
* [[Kaiella]]
* [[Kail]]
* [[Kaliara|Kaliara Sein]]
* [[Karelin Andarin]]
* [[Kerbasi]]
* [[Kilian]]
* [[Kojot|Kojot Wydmy]]
* [[Koszhey Urvald Malinovyi]]
* [[Kravar]]
* [[Kyra Smith]]
* [[Kyson]]

==L==
* [[Larron]]
* [[Lash]]
* [[Leisel]]
* [[Lelian]]
* [[Lithuin]]

==M==
* [[Mab]]
* [[Maerkkus]]
* [[Marley]]
* [[Matthias Haelker]]
* [[Mikilos]]
* [[Millicent]]
* [[Mogrinaar]]
* [[Moonshadow]]
* [[Munch]]
* [[Myrana Jn'Rajh]]

==N==
* [[Nadara]]
* [[Naneth]]

==O==
* [[Oates|Jack Oates]]
* [[Ormarr]]

==P==
* [[Pendleton]]
* [[Phanuel]]

==Q==
*[[Quint]]

==R==
* [[Redmane]]
* [[Remethaer]]
* [[Rhodes]]
* [[Roland]]
* [[Rogun]]
* [[Rayne]]
* [[Renfrey]]

==S==
* [[Lady Sandiel]]
* [[Savengriff]]
* [[Sebropert]]
* [[Selia]]
* [[Hailee Serene Tigriil]]
* [[Shyntae]]
* [[Solace]]
* [[Sophia Lightbringer]]
* [[Spike]]
* [[Ssylrath]]
* [[Stjepan]]
* [[Stirling]]

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* [[Tak]]
* [[Takiyah|Takiyah Tinkerfist]]
* [[Thaim]]
* [[Thistle]]
* [[Thyrson]]
* [[Tsunetomo]]
* [[Taurmuindyr]]
* [[Tatyannah]]

==U==
* [[Uisge]]
* [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
* [[Uraug]]

==V==
* [[Vekson]]
* [[Vennan|Vennan Hartose]]
* [[Vuk]]

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==Y==
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* [[Yngvild]]

==Z==
* [[Zaxx]]
*[[Zoob]]

Beyond the Pearly Temple

2012-12-08T06:59:54Z

Oates: Log posted and formatted.

BEYOND THE PEARLY TEMPLE

'''Place:''' Memorial Gardens District

'''Synopsis:''' Oates learns more about Sandy from Svarshan, Myrana, and Quint.

'''Note:''' This scene immediately follows the events of [[Jinks Pearly Temple|Jinks' Pearly Temple]].

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Among the gardens, scents mingle: green, loam and subtle sweetness, wafting from the meticulously groomed grounds. The lawns are richly green, dense and close-cropped, bordered with polished pale marble stones the size of a human man's fist. The pathways are smoothly cobbled in muted tones that subtly echo and contrast with the surrounding greenery, shaded by the lush canopies of tall, straight trees whose branches arch over the walkways to form open, airy tunnels. Elegantly ornate, tall mana-lamps of wrought black iron keep the paths softly lit in the evenings; they are often situated near benches of matching material and style. It is peaceful, here. Somber. It is also curiously warm and green no matter the time of year; leaves do change color in fall but remain on the trees until spring comes again.

At the heart of the park where the paths converge are large marble pedestals supporting bronze or marble statuary, chiseled letters upon the heavy bases naming the subject of each piece. The previous sculpture celebrating the union of Alexandros with Myrddion has been removed from the center of the garden and replaced with a gorgeous statue of the Crown Princess Lianna Rena and a marble walkway that leads to the Monument of Heroes - a newly-raised edifice celebrating those who fought and died on behalf of others. Tribute is still given to the friendship between Myrddion and Alexandros in the form of the paired standards mounted above the entrance to the Monument of Heroes: one from each nation. The flagstaffs are crossed and held by a Myrrish Knight and an Old-Alexandros Miner.

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"The first rule is knowing who to hide behind," says Sandy, "In this case, I am hiding behind you becasue Jinks is over there." She points a finger t Jinks, nodding solemnly. "The other first rule is that no job is just a job. Not when you never know what's going to be in the cards. Things always go the way you don't expect. NEver let yourself think of it as 'job's a job', you know? Or you'll get in trouble. Quicklike." She combs her fingers through her tangled hair.

"Makes sense," nods Oates. "Always stay alert, even if all that's going on is routine weapon repair in the guildhouse." Glancing over at Jinks, he adds "And from what I saw of him the other day, well... I honestly can't say that I blame you."

With a bit of a smirk, Jinks watches the children retreat down the path-- back to wherever it is children are when they're not claiming to be his bastard offspring. "You know, Lady Sandiel, I can hear you slandering me quite well from where I'm standing." He cocks his head, looking back and over his shoulder. "And at this rate I'll have mine own private army. I think it much better that we be friends, yes?" He smiles and offers a wink back at the elf.

"Your own private army of orphans? That'll have to go after my own private army of orphans. I am reputed to have one," adds Sandy. She then says, more loudly, "Not slander if it's true, anyways! And what's your name agian?" she asks Oates.

"...there you. Are." The slow voice comes with the slow, heavy footsteps from just up the path. Svarshan walks that way, and behind him, Srassha. The two wear the garb of Am'shere, though they look as though they'd just come from the parade grounds. The dragonblooded sith wears a set of heavy armor inscribed with the symbols of the Sun, and a near-permanent scowl. Behind him...

Behind him, Srassha prances. It's impossible to describe in words just how her steps bounce, how her tail slides from side to side, how she steps just so the remaining light catches the silver-mithral of her barding, how the shake of her head sends the click of her mecate shimmering in time with some unseen music.

"Jack Oates, but I mostly go by Oates," Oates relies, giving a slight bow. "And from what I hear, your name is Lady Sandiel, although I get the feeling that you have a different name you go by?" Glancing over at the newcomers, he gives a small wave. "Well met, Svarshan," the farmboy calls out.

When she hears Svarshan speak, Sandy startles a little and grabs onto the books even tighter. She turns towards him, suddenly, and shotos him a glare. A -glare-.

"Sandy." Jinks says before Sandy can reply, turning now to face the elf and her company properly. "And I can produce my medals and writs of service in the courts if we'd ever like to formally debate my positive contributions to the Alexandros region." He offers a little shrug, walking now. "... and before you go hiding behind the newest tallman fresh off the turnip cart, you might let him know who, precisely, has the reputation for assaulting individuals within the city walls." He starts to whistle, then, and makes his way towards the park exit.

"Under the Dragonsss. Wingss, Oates-of-the..." Here Svarshan pauses a while and falls into thought. After a while, he lifts his head again, says, "Sssa. I will think of...something. Sometimes it..." and that fails him, too. He looks frustrated for a moment, a while, but lifts his chin anyway, and sends Sandy a half-smile.

Beside him, Srassha lifts her own jaw, though it's only a prelude to her sidling up next to Sandy as though to say, 'Look! Look! I am wearing the most gorgeous, most pretty of things!' She even gives the barding a little shake and shimmy!

Voot-voo-voo-oot!

And along comes Myrana, sitting sideways on a broom as it floats lazily down the street, following a route with no apparrant direction from the sorceress atop it. She sits with one knee hooked over the other and a ledger in her hands, scribbling away at it in scrunched numbers while the broom-bristles fart out octarine sparks and her bustled skirts rustle in the cold breeze. She's certainly not looking where the broom is going, and as it is right now it's on a slow but steady course to poke someone in the ear.

"Sounds like there's a bit of backstory here, and not the sort that gets talked about in public except by gossips and the like," Oates observes, moving slightly so he's not in the direct line of frost between Sandy and Svarshan.

And then? Then there's *Myrana*. Sandy's expression begins to look like she's thinking it is going to be 'one of those days'. She eyes Jinks' departure with some relief, then says to Oates, "Maybe. Something like that, anyways. Svarshan. It's good to see you. And, oh look. HI, MYRANA. I see you have no strange dolls attached to you today."

Svarshan pauses a while, and then lets go a slow shrug, that's as slow and deliberate in movement as he is in speech. He stands near Oates and Sandy, the latter of whom has an armfull of books in her hands. Myrana's just arrived, working at ledgers as she floats along on her broom.

She doesn't appear to be looking where she's going.

Just beside Svarshan is a large raptor in silver barding, who looks to be trying to get people to notice her.

"Ssshe iss a demon. I hunt demons," Svarshan says, finding words at last. And he tilts his head, regarding Sandy with narrow-slit eyes.

"Hrm...?" Myrana looks up from the hateful ledger, the pointed little toe of her uppermost shoe tilting up in query.

And that's when the broomstick bonks quite solidly into the side of Svarshan's scaly noggin at about three miles an hour.

A slim-figured Llyranesi comes in from the bridge, his gait nonchalant, his eyes watchful as he takes in his surroundings and the denizens he passes. One hand hangs idly as he walks, and the other rests calmly on the pommel of an ornate rapier sheathed neatly at his side. His hand rests on it not like a man about to draw a weapon, but like one would grasp a walking stick. His stance is regal and might suggest a noble heritage, but not overconfidently so. His pace slows as he notices a woman on a broom colliding into a Sith'makar. He bites back a chuckle before also noticing a familiar face in Oates, and starts to head his way.

Thuk! Svarshan reels back as the end of the broom rams into him. He stumbles backwards, his hand going to the side of his face...

It's a moment before he can regain his senses, and he gives his head a quick shake when he sees who it is. "Sss..." he says, because words just fail him entirely when he's been hit in the head like that.

Srassha, for her part, begins to look offended, quite so! She'd been standing near Sandy, though well, there had been posturing. It looks as though she'd gotten to wear her 'formal wear' today, and she's quite proud of it. Glimmer! Shine!

Strut!

Oates raises an eyebrow a bit at the assorted happenings, but he does wave at the apporaching Llyranesi. "Well met, Maendir! How fare you this day?"

"Hello to you too, Srassha," says Sandy, aftera moment. She nods towards Svarshan, though, and then says, "Please take the books, Svarshan. And," she says to Oates, "I am not a demon. At all." She nods her head up and down. Some would certainly beg to disagree. She is, after all, often called 'the demon elf'.

Constantin saunters through the gardens, a spring in his step even as his expression is appropriately somber. Then he sees Srassha. "Hi, princess!"

Feeling the broom come to a juking halt before she even /notices/ that it's actually hit someone, Myrana very nearly drops her ledger. The broom bristles fart out a shower of sparkles and Myra lets out a startled 'Oh! Ack!' as the pen in her hands bounces out from her fingers and clatters down to the cobbles a few feet beneath the edges of her skirts. "Oh, damnit Sandy!" She exclaims, instantly blaming the elf. "What are you-- oh dear. Oh, Oh dear. Ahm--- aha." She hops down with a clack of heels and looks up in mortified horror at Svarshan.

Myrana also takes in note of the other people here, and gives them all looks like: You all saw that 'Makar jump in front of the broom oh god don't send me back to community service. "Are you alright?" she asks Svarshan, and then shoots Sandy a glare.

Svarshan rubs at his jaw and eyes Myrana with a half-grin. "Demon," he says distractedly to Sandy as he takes the books. And then: "What are you..." he starts to ask, and then there's another sildanyari walking down the pathways. When Oates calls out he falls silent a while before grunting, and then lifting his jaw in hello.

Beside him, Srassha is an example of contrasts. When Constantin appears she thumps her tail and then prances over that way. 'Hello!' that seems to say. And then she tilts her head this way and that, just-so, to show off the pretty sparkles on her mecate and barding. Look! that seems to say, Look! I am so pretty! So magnificent!

Constantin waves a hand as if to frame Srassha, "Yes, you look particularly lovely today!" He turns, looking around for others. Maybe a parade.

Maendir bows low to Oates first, then to everyone else about him. "Greetings Oates. Salutations, all..." He gives a brief smile to those around him and offers a brief smile to Myrana in her fluster. "I'd make a snide comment about not being able to see the poor Sith'Makar you just made a statistic of, dear lady, but I fear it might be taken in ill manner so I will refrain from doing so." He laughs softly under his breath, giving a nod of respect to Svarshan before taking notice of Sandy.

Maendir says "<something you don't understand in sildanyari>"

Srassha turns to the side, just-so, so that her silver barding glimmers in what's left of the sunlight. I am pretty, that says. I am a princess! And she lifts her head proudly. The FIERCEST princess!

Svarshan looks over that way, and lifts his chin again. "Sssa. Beneath. The Dragon's wing, Constantin. And you assss well, Friend-of-Oatess." Svarshan speaks slowly, and with difficulty. Each word is carefully framed.

As Manedir speaks to her, Sandy merely answers him in common. "He doesn't, really. It's a game between old friends and the fact that I'm not entirely a nice person." She shrugs her shoulders, then eyes Srassha and Svarshan balefully a moment as she says to Oates, "You know this guy?" A gesture at Maendir.

"Met him the other night at the Wayfarer's Inn," Oates replies. "Decided to get some fresh air outside the city, and happened to encounter him in the inn when I stopped by for a bite to eat. Wound up talking about learning and knowledge for a bit."

Maendir ahs! "Forgive my manners, everyone. I am Maendir Valadain, of the Llyranesi House Guardian. Charmed to make your acquaintances." He offers a loose bow, one hand grasping his rapier to keep it from flailing about as he bows. "Indeed, I met Mr. Oates here at the Wayfarer. Did not get to chat long, however. I had some business to deal with."

Svarshan looks for a long while at the llyranesi after Sandy finishes speaking. "We are old friends," he says quietly, and pauses. "But that doesss not stop me from assigning her to the Hearthguardsss...or her from throwing me off a cliff, or ffiring canons at. Closse. Range." He pauses again after that and, "Svarshan Kotharrventin. I hunt demonss." He is also a very gifted poet. He does not seem short on words--merely very /bad/ with them.

Myrana's cheeks flush guiltily and she clears her throat. "Sorry, Svarshan," she says quietly to the 'Makar. "Been uh, been looking over th'finances and I stopped looking where I was going." She reaches up and snatches the slim reading glasses she'd been wearing off of her face and turns to face Oates and Maendir attentively, niether of who she recognizes. Meanwhile the broom floats in place just a bit behind her. A slim, queer sort of saddle rests on it a little ways ahead of the bristles, clearly designed for the rider to sit atop it in a side-saddle fashion, with a single stiff stirrup and a stiff horn to hook one's knee around.

Constantin bows over towards Svarshan, "Sraasha's keeper," he intones with humour. There's a pause, then he focuses on the broom. "Delightful!"

"All of those things were well deserved," says Sandy to Svarshan, firmly, as if there could be no doubt in her mind that he deserved to be throw noff the nearest cliff. "I might need to do that agan sometime," she adds, giving a nod to Constantin as well. She recognizes him, after all. Then to Myrana: "You pay attention to your finances? Have the Oxleys been spending your money again?" A nod to Oates, of course, as well.

Srassha's head comes up at that, her semi-intelligent eyes fixing on Svarshan as though offended. And sniffs.

For his own part, the sith'makar looks quietly cheerful. He steps over towards Myrana, and throws an arm about her shoulders. "Drinks," he says, meaning just that, and one word is easier to say than several, and that one carries so much with it.

To the others, "Thisss is. Ssandy's sse--room mate. Myrana-of-the-Beer. Myrana, thisss is Oates-of-the-Fieldss." And he studiously ignores Sandy, then, and focuses on the new arrival. You see, there's history, there.

"Oates-of-the-Fields," Oates says, the expression on his face reminiscent of a winetaster at work, getting a sense of the feel of the extended name. "Nice to meet you, Myrana," he nods.

Maendir offers brief nods in greeting to Myrana and Sandy. When drinks are suggested he hums to himself thoughtfully. "I could do with something to drink, myself. I am feeling rather parched as of late." He folds one arm across his chest and lightly taps his chin in thought with the other. "Come to think of it, can't remember when last I ate either, I've been so busy."

Svarshan's chin comes up, and he regards Maendir a while, his expression thoughtful...before half-turning and looking to Myrana in inquiry. It's her beer, after all.

And, "Sa. One heard the Adventurers' Guild wasss. Looking. For...catering? Catering, this end-of-week."

Myrana curtseys politely and somewhat akwardly with Svarshan's heavy-as-stone arm draped over her shoulders like a scaly black sandbag. "Pleased to meet you," she says. "Myrana Tarris, I run the Ox Str--- oh, hello mister Constantin! I didn't see you." She clears her throat in some embarrassment. "I'd offer you all drinks but... well." An oblique look is pointed at her 'room-mate'. "Hrn. I can't prove they've been stealing from me, but... well."

"Of course you can't. They probably just want you to think they're stealing from you so you'll go crazy trying to prove it," says Sandy to Myrana. "And then they really CAN steal from you after they do." A nod follows. "Drinks. You know what? I want a drink." Then she gievs Svarshan a grin as he departs. Just a quick one.

"A drink would not be amiss," agrees Oates. "Nor would a sociable bite to eat, either, but a round of drinks would be easier."

Maendir stands there for a moment, considering. "I second that notion, Mr. Oates." He smiles warmly. "Unfortunately my time is all but spoken for at the moment. I'll be truly surprised if my contact doesn't spurn me for being tardy." He sighs. "Fortune to you, Mr. Oates, and to everyone else as well. I must be off to take care of business. Mayhaps I can find a bite to eat along the way..." He mutters that last part almost as though he were speaking to himself.

Myrana smiles and raises her hand. "It was nice to meet you, mister Maendir," she says, then gestures toward one of the cafes nearby. "They've got nice sandwiches there, and Sandy's rich. Let's go."

"Yeah, yeah. Bloody nice to meet all of you," says Sandy, giving a nod towards Manedir. She grunts, then eyes Myrana again warily. "Who says I'm paying?"

Myrana says, "Oh, no-one. But it would be awfully nice of you, you know."

Myrana clears her throat. "I'm thinking of you, after all. What if there was a robber?"

Myrana half hoods her eyes and smiles slyly. "What with your fiancee not being here to swing in on a chandelier that is."

Oates listens in. You might be surprised how much you can learn simply by paying attention to what others have to say, especially if you stay quiet.

Myrana can't quite manage to keep the pure villany off of her sweet face. It's like trying to keep a water-baloon from bursting on the end of a hose.

"I do not have a fiancee," says Sandy, firmly, to Myrana. Then she glares at everyone jusgt omake it clear. Then she kicks Myrana right in the shin.

"Ow!" Myrana hops, her skirts jouncing with the motion, and she lands about a pace further away from Sandy, one foot hovering up over the ground. "That's not what I heard!"

Myrana says, "Who's the unfortunate soul?"

Myrana gives another wobbly one-footed hop backwards, grinning.

"Or is it simply a case of the rumor mill trying to make flour out of straw?" inquires Oates. Which is another distinct possibility.

"Not married!" Sandy tells her, loudly. "Yes," she tells Oates. "This is the third time I've been married in recent months. I guess I'm an eligible bachelorette or something."

Myrana lifts a hand to whisper not-very-conspiratorally at Oates: "Or the truth spilling out despite the filonious efforts of Sandy's hordes of jealous admirers."

Myrana says, "They're all just queueing up to find out who they need to beat up to restore the status quo."

Constantin just watches. "Are you beating them off with a stick?" He doesn't just watch. He can't help it.

"Oh shut up, you two," says Sandy, making twinned ruge gestures at Myrana and Constantin before adding to Oates, "See what I deal with? SEE?" Of course, she sort of deserves it.

Oates contemplates this for a moment. "Let me see if I'm reading the grain right. Every so often, the rumor mill declares that someone is engaged to Lady Sandiel, despite any proof to the contrary? Or does someone actually step forth to profess their love, and it takes several weeks before the idea is finally beaten out of their head one way or another?"

Sticks! A wicked-hearted giggle escapes Myrana as she nods to Oates, but then she puts a hand to her breast and gives Sandy a dark-eyed, wounded look. Such rudeness! Really!

"Pretty much," says Sandy to Oates. "I have to deal with nonsencial proposals too." Then she kicks Myrana in the shin again. She deserves it.

Myrana says, "Ow!"

"What does it usually take for the rumors to get quashed?" Oates queires. "This is starting to sound interesting, and I would not be opposed to helping you frustrate the rumor mill." An impish grin is spreading across his face.

Myrana hops around comically, her heavy braids bouncing and the broom hovering placidly.

"Well, that is unexpected," says Sandy to Oates, "I will keep it in mind. No doubt I could use some help frustrating the rumor mill. And Myrana." She gives her *another* kick in her good shin. The non kicked one.

Myrana says, "Ow!"

Myrana is being kicked in the shin by Sandy, who is some sort of demon-lady-beast, and Oates and Sandy are talking together.

"What can I say, I have a fine appreciation for well-placed mischief, and it sounds like the rumor mill could stand to be kept on its toes," Oates replies with a cheerful shrug. "Sounds like fun!"

"I will keep it in mind," says Sandy, firmly, to Oates. "You've been rather helpful." Then she nods towards Myrana again and adds, "That's right. That's what you get."

Myrana holds her newly offended shin and gives Sandy a dirty look. "A cat can look at a king! And I can give you the business!"

Quint rubs that back of his neck with one wrapped hand as he walks down the well-kept path of the gardens. The cowl of his patched mostly-gray wool cloak is hanging back between his shoulders and the lines at the corner of his eyes might indicate a wince. He carries his sword mid-scabbard in the opposite hand and moves with a surprising lack of purpose.

Oates just smiles and watches Sandy and Myrana razz each other. He does happen to spot Quint wandering the gardens, but doesn't do much more than a simple nod in Quint's direction. Not his place to invite others to this conversation, after all.

"Oh, look. A paladin. I am going to kick you some more and then he will arrest me for assault and we will go back to jail, where the Altheans will give us a hard time." Sandy sighs. "So I'd better not kick you." And then she does again. Just because. Then back to Oates and then to Quint. "'Ello,"

Myrana says, "Owowow!"

Myrana hops back a good measure out of reach, holding her poor shin. "Why hasn't anyone locked you up today?" she yelps. "Is it to protect your cavalier and probably vengeful betrothed who would probably kill to protect your honor?" Hop hop hop awaaaay!

"I cannot arrest you. As well you both know." Quint says after returning Oates' nod. He tucks the sword under his arm long enough to pull his second glove back into place over his wrapped hand, taking a few steps closer. "The falls within the remit of the Watch... and I have been told I am to take a night away from my duties and relax." Even without inflection, the subtle pause in his already-halting method of speach makes the final word sound like a swear.

Myrana actually does a double-take up at Quint.

"Grain never takes a day off while growing, but even farmers need a day of rest each week," Oates points out. "We just stay vigilant to unexpected problems, and trust in the fields to carry on without us as we gather our strength for the rest of the week. Is that not so in other professions?"

"Are you alright?" Myrana asks, letting her knee go down and shoe touches down. "What happened to your hands?"

"Oh, okay," says Sandy.

And then she kicks Myrana again just because, you know, she needs to kick her more. She's hunting her down to keep kicking her, see.

She she turns towards Quint and adds, "See what I put up with?"

Myrana says, "Ow!"

"Perhaps," Quint tells Oates after a moment's thought, "but I have no profession. I surrendered that to no great loss when I gave myself into the Dreaming Goddess' service. I am little else now... nor would I hope to be." He offers a ghost of a shrug before turning to look at Myrana, considering. "Yes. They are always so. Nothing new has happened to them." His hands, that is. The Acanian is rarely seen without his gloves on and never without full-length sleeves or a coat. Finally, he turns to Sandy. "Please do not kick Miss Myrana. I am sure there are others more deserving of your ire, lady, or other outlets more productive. Miss Myrana suffers more than her fair share at her place of business, certainly."

"He's right! My shins have suffered enough!" Myrana says, and then pauses. "...Well I mean. Not really. My shins I mean cause I don't get kicked by the Oxleys BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" She finishes strong.

Oates gives Quint a headtilted nod, acknowledging the paladin's point while agreeing to disagree.

"Ahahaha," says Sandy, pointing at Myrana. "Fine. I'll stop kicking you and then we'll go get utterly drunk and raz a play. It worked out so well *last* time," she adds.

Myrana says, "B-but I need to balance my books."

Myrana picks up her dropped pen as if to illustrate this point and hugs the ledger to her chest.

"...no drinking?" asks Sandy of Myrana, mournfully.

Myrana says, "N... well I mean..."

Myrana pauses, and looooks up at Quint out of the corner of her eye.

He's probably never -that- off shift. She clears her throat loudly. "I mean! No! No drinking, just work ahaha. Good afternoon!" And with that she hops back onto her broom and zips off.

"I am not your overseer," Quint reiterates after catching Myrana's look. "But I would be..." and then she's on her broom and speeding away. 'Disappointed' was the word, surely. He looks at Oates, thinking back to the trouble with the so-called witch and the not-called hag. "Miss Myrana is an arcanist. She is a good person," he explains, just in case the farmer was worried about the flying broom.

"Absent-minded at times, from the way she arrived, but not a person to cause trouble," agrees Oates. Glancing over at Sandy, he adds "Other than what appears to be good-natured razzing, that is." A thought crosses his mind, and with a slight shrug he follows up on it. "If'n it doesn't bother you, might I join you for drinking and such?" he asks Sandy.

"'Course you can," says Sandy to Oates, "Don't mind at all. Least I can do for you holding onto the books for me." Then she eyes Quint and Myrana. "Fine, fine. Let's just *go* already."

"Goddess' blessing," Quint offers Oates and Sandy, nodding one last time before he turns to continue his walk. Surely there is -something- for him to do this way. Perhaps.

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2012-12-08T06:53:23Z

Oates: "Beyond the Pearly Temple" added.

Late Night at Wayfarer's Inn

2012-12-05T07:13:31Z

Oates: Posted.

LATE NIGHT AT WAYFARER'S INN

'''Place:''' Wayfarer's Inn

'''Synopsis:''' Zalara and Oates arrive at the Wayfarer's Inn late at night for their own reasons, and wind up talking with Maendir.

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The inn's main room is large yet cosy, with plaster walls and a low ceiling supported by sturdy oaken beams. The decor is sparse: there's little other furniture save for a few rough-hewn wooden tables and chairs, and the only real object of 'ornamentation' is the large, moth-eaten moose head that's set above the kitchen door at the far end of the room. Still, the inn is pleasant in a simple, rustic way, and the delicious smell of food cooking makes it all the more inviting; the place seems to be more of a restaurant than a tavern, and a bar is nowhere in sight.

The innkeeper's counter sits in the east corner, within a few paces of the main entrance. Behind the counter is a small storeroom where one can purchase traveling supplies. The west corner of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase that leads to the second storey.

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It is late night... or early morning, depending on which way you look at it. The Wayfarer's Inn is quiet, as one would expect at this hour. Three souls sit within. One is a stocky, taciturn and grumpy dwarf, fully garbed in his armor and weapons hanging from his form. He is reading over a few scrolls of parchment with squinted eyes as if trying his hardest to see a hidden meaning to the words.

A man stands behind the inn-keepers counter. More than likely some sort of assistant to the innkeeper who keeps watch over the main room at night. He is cleaning off the countertop with a stained rag, minding his own business. Occasionally he looks up at the dwarf, and to the other occupant of the main room: an elf of slim build, with ruffle but clean-looking blonde hair hanging down to lightly touch his shoulders. He sits quietly by himself off to the side of the room in one of the chairs littering the area. One hand rests on the elegant weapon sheathed at his side, and the other rests lightly on the table as he studies his surroundings quietly.

Zalara comes in from a long day of looking for some mithril. She's got her artifice detector out although she hasn't found any today. She decided to stop at the Inn to spend the night. She comes in and she looks a bit tired, but cheery as she goes up to the bar, "Hello, do you have a room and dinner?"

Oates had decided to take a short breather from being in the city, especially after that incident with the stasis orb and the mini-imps. While the farmboy does enjoy Alexandria, sometimes you just need time outside of the city walls. Admittedly, he wasn't expecting to be out this late, but there's nothing wrong with staying at a convenient inn. Thus, he enters not too long after Zalara. Nodding at the artificer as he walks up to the bar, he awaits the barkeep's response to Zalara before placing his order.

Maendir looks up a bit as others enter. He watches them quietly as they approach the counter. He shifts in his seat but doesn't rise.

The innkeeper looks at Zalara with groggy eyes and a tired smile. "Rooms? Sorry. All full at the moment. Group of roamers come in about a few hours ago and took up what rooms we had left." He pauses and gestures at the grumpy-looking dwarf studying scrolls. "He's their leader I guess." He pauses. "But food, I can do. Might take a while since I'm the only one up and the kitchen's been prepared for breakfast, but it won't be a problem. What are you having?" He then turns his head to Oates. "If you're wanting something too, best let me know. Ain't no sense in making more than one trip back and forth..."

Meanwhile, the dwarf swears loudly. "Durn it all!" He slams the papers down onto the table quite loudly and slaps his hand to his forehead, shaking his head pathetically. "Gibbursh! Durn scrolls're gibbursh!"

Zalara hmms a little bit, "Well whatever you have left over I'm not too picky." She hmms, "Rats, looks like I'll be camping then.' She says about the room and she looks over her shoulder at the dwarf. She is curious as she moves over, "Hello, what are you trying to figure out?"

"Leftovers are fine," says Oates with a pleasant smile. "Mostly just need a nosh to tide me over 'til morning." Turning towards Zalara and the dwarf, he idles over and takes a seat within conversational distance of the two of them to listen in and observe.

The innkeeper nods quietly and disappears towards the kitchens.

The dwarf's face just turns blood red in his disappointment. He continues rubbing his forehead and shaking his head. "Ain' tryin' ter figgur anythin' out now! Thurt gibbursh is impursible ter read! Gruffaw!" He shoves himself away from the table and folds his squat arms over his chest in his anger. "I'd like ter fin' ther sapbrain thurt ruined good purchment with gibbursh!!!"

At this point, the elf sitting along the far wall slowly stands and walks over to the dwarf's table, reaching down to take up one of the scrolls and glance over it.

"Hmm. I can see why it would appear to be gibberish to you, Dwarf. It's because it was designed to appear that way." He holds up the parchment to the dwarf and so the others can see. "Whoever wrote this, wrote it in a code. A code that is most likely only deciphered by its intended recipient. I've seen military commanders communicate in such ways." He pauses. "Pray tell, where did you get this? It clearly does not belong to you if you cannot read it."

Zalara hmms, "Well I'm a fair hand at deciphering scroll and codes, I could take a look at it and help you out. If not." She shrugs and starts to go back over towards the bar to wait for her food. She smiles at Oates, "Hello there. I saw you before when the gnome came out of the orb and there were all those imps around."

Oates nods. "Had my hands full, so I wasn't able to do much but kick the occasional straggler imp. Name's Jack Oates, but I generally go by Oates," he says, offering a hand to shake to Zalara.

Zalara smiles as she shakes Oates' hand, "Hello Oates, I'm Zalara Copperbottom. What brings you out of the city? I've been searching for some Mithril with my new detector."

"Nice to meet'cha, Zalara," Oates grins. "I felt like taking a breather outside of the city walls. Grew up on a farm not too far away from Elmsley-on-Danra, so I'm a bit more used to untamed breezes. Yes, there's green space inside the city, but it's not quite the same."

Zalara ahs and shrugs a little bit, "I miss the sounds of the city if I'm away to long, although it's fun to camp out in the wilderness."

Oates nods. "Makes sense, and I do have to say that I do like how much there is to learn in the city. Especially in the library..." His face softens into a look of blissful contentment.

Zalara nods, "Yah the libraries in the city are something else, you can learn just about anything there. I'd suggest joining the Explorer's guild, it's a good way to help people and to make money."

"One of the first places I went when I reached town," agrees Oates. "I was on hand to help solve things when there was that angry mob looking for a witch about a week, week and a half or so ago."

The dwarf shakes his head at Maendir and Zalara, reaching up to take the scrolls and shove them into a satchel. "Iss' not yer business whur I gurt these! Leave urt be!" With that, he scrambles off towards the stairs and starts up them as fast as his stocky legs will allow. Maendir watches him go and does not push the issue. He turns to approach the others quietly. "Him and his followers likely happened across an abandoned military encampment and mistook them for ruins. He probably thinks those scrolls are directions to receiving treasures..." He sighs softly and takes seat near the others so as to hear what they have to say.

Zalara smiles, "That's good to hear. Oh did they find a witch? What caused them to start to look for one?" She shrugs a little bit, "Well he's not gonna find any treasure if he can't read the map."

"Well, something witchy was found, but it sure wasn't the one the mob had been roused against," chuckled Oates wryly. "Turns out that the main rabblerouser of the mob was some sort of witchy green-skinned monster in disguise. Vicious claws on that thing, too." He shudders slightly at the memory.

Maendir chuckles softly. "I don't believe those scrolls were anything important. Probably just troop movement orders or another form of encoded message. If they were important, I find it unlikely that they would have been left in the tent for just anyone to find. But thats for the dwarf and his ilk to find out now. I'll not prod into their business. Seems harmless enough to me." He pauses, looking between the two. "Forgive my manners. Maendir Valadain, of the House Guardian." He offers a slight and polite bow to both.

Zalara ahs and nods a little bit, "It's nice to meet you I'm Zalara Copperbottom it's nice to meet you.' She says as she finishes up her meal and she looks to the others, "Well see you guys around."

"Jack Oates, or Oates for short," replies Oates, giving a nod of his head in response to Maendir's bow. "Haven't been in town longer than about two weeks or so, but I'm liking the place. Nice place to learn new things."

Maendir nods quietly, letting a hand rest casually upon the pommel of his rapier. "That I suppose it is. Though there are a great many places good for that... the world at large holds many knowledges: ancient, forbidden, and otherwise." He pauses. "Are you a scholar?"

"In a way, although it's more by hobby and less by trade," Oates clarifies. "I was raised a farmer, but I'm primarily a dabbler in many skills. I seem to have a knack for making traps, though."

Maendir nods. "Seeking knowledge can be equated to a need for survival. Knowledge -is- power, and some thrive on gaining power." He pauses. "I do not think you the sort of course. At least not in appearance. I am by no means an expert judge of character..." He grins a bit. "So you left your home to seek knowledge, I take it?"

"More like to seek my fortune, corny as it may sound. Wasn't enough room for me on the farm with my older siblings and their families, so I struck out to live on my wits," Oates shrugs. "Learning's just a fun hobby that tends to pay off in odd places."

The Elf shakes his head. "Does not sound strange at all. I fear it's a goal all too common nowadays, but... that does not make it less important. Why, aren't we all just seeking a fortune of some kind? A blind man seeks to regain his eyesight. An orphan seeks to regain his heritage. These are fortunes to them. Perhaps, my friend, knowledge is the fortune you seek."

Oates chuckles. "You may have a point there, friend. Making a living is relatively easy with the right skill, but learning is a way to get better not only in your job, but to open up options for more jobs, which can lead to more learning." He ponders this for a moment, then adds "Can't say I'm complaining about it, if that's what it leads to."

Maendir nods softly. "Knowledge truly is the ultimate weapon." He reaffirms, slowly standing as he does so. "Without the knowledge to use it, a fine blade is as only as good as the metal used in its forging." He raps his fingertips lightly on the pommel of his rapier as if the words ring home for him somehow. "I must take my leave of this place for the time being. I believe I can be of use to someone of import in the city. I go to seek them out." He bows. "Fair travels, Jack Oates. May our paths once again cross."

Oates nods and gives Maendir a small wave. "Fair travels and good weather to you, too, Maendir Valadain of House Guardian. I look forward to when we next meet."

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2012-11-29T08:41:36Z

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THOUGHTS ON JOBS AND LIFE

'''Place:''' Ox-Strength Tavern

'''Synopsis:''' A simple meal at the Ox-Strength tavern leads to a deep philosophical discussion among Oates, Halani, and Quint.

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The Ox-Strength Ale Tavern is known for being one of the most dangerous dives in the city. Frequented by the worst sailors, mercenaries, thugs and looters, the place is hardly the prettiest nor the tidiest of taverns, though--of late, that has been changing. Locals claim the once foul-tasting food "No longer burns the stomach--as much, anyways." Plates show signs of repair instead of cracks, though the still infamous odor of old beer and stale sweat insists on hanging about the place, and the smell of brine is near-constant.

What used to be bricked-up windows have been somewhat opened. Heavy bars let in a reluctant breeze and prevent the clanging of heads against glass (which seems nearly afraid to exist). Bloodstains adorn both the nearby walls and the bricks themselves from thrown patrons and fists.

The lights are dim, a few oil lamps hung from hooks in the splintered ceiling beams. A smattering of tables, scratched and carved into by many a blade, dot the expanse of the floor. Most of the tables are arranged in a wide circle to give plenty of room in the center of the bar for hasty escapes or the routine bar-brawl or fight. A worn-out steam piped stove sometimes provides warmth to the tavern. Occasionally an aging dog of some mangy breed or another can be seen sleeping near the stove or by the bar itself. Overhead the fireplace is a tribute to Rada, the patron of fishermen and rivermen everywhere.

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Things are weird in the city with the imminent arrival of the Snigzof on the horizon. It's even stretched so far as to have reached the Ox-Strength. More gobbers and their kin are around tonight, and they are generally unhappy. The place is raucous and violent as usual, it's mostly the clientele that has changed. "Rich-seeming" goblins line the place, shouting and fighting and shouting and drinking and fighting and shouting. However, towards the back of the place, there is a tiny puddle of calm in the ocean of entropy. This place has one thing different than the other sets of tables and chairs. It has just one "rich"-looking gobber, sitting and drinking miserably. At his side, likely the cause of such a discrepancy of attitude, is a large Veyshanti man. His amber eyes scan the crowd while he stands there, nearly motionless, fully armored from head to neck in highly-polished metal plate with an intricate pattern engraved into the armor. His sword and shield are similarly adorned, although he wears only a simple turban on the top of his head.

Oftentimes the best way to keep up with the word on the street is to go to a place where the words are flowing fast and fiercely; hence why a certain Acanian farmboy is visiting the Ox-Strength. His chain shirt marks him as not just a simple farmer, and the alertness in his eyes betrays that he's always watching, both for trouble and for interesting tricks. He orders a simple meal and a plain beer, then idly watches the customers and listens to what they're saying. While he might not be familiar with actual Goblin Talk, the smattering of Low Common and pseudo-Gnomish combined with body language is enough for a vague idea of what's going on.

A roaming barfight seems to have broken out over some inane thing or another. It's hard to tell what Gobbers give enough of a crap about to brawl over, especially drunk ones. It roams it's way back towards the big Veyshanti man in the corner and his gobber charge. The gobber doesn't even look up as his amber-eyed bodyguard just raises a hand to the group of brawlers. They stop where they are, quieting down just long enough for them to note that their fight needs to change directions.

The farmboy raises an eyebrow as the amber-eyed bodyguard redirects the brawling gobbers with the simple gesture of one hand. Now that was an interesting trick! Of course, considering how imposing the Veyshanti man looks, it's not that much of a surprise... but it's still impressive to watch. The farmboy's food arrives, and he thanks the server before taking a drink of the beer, his free hand lightly tapping and gesturing on the bar.

Somehow, the Veyshanti man's client was not impressed. The gobber just rolls his eyes at what just transpired. "Pshaw. Don't think that was 'cuz of you, you big oaf!" He shouts. The man from Veyshan turns his head inquisitively, raising a disbelieving eyebrow. "Oh what? You don't think I could deal with that!?" Asks His Wartiness angrily. The Veyshanti seems to have already had enough of this as he just shakes his head and walks away, finding himself nearer to Oates and leaving his former client to his own devices. His client finds out, the hard way, that he should have just kept his mouth shut.

Oates chuckles. "Sounds like you could use a drink after dealing with an ingrate like that," he points out. "Have a beer, on me." Oates does wince at some of the more vicious attacks that connect with the Veyshanti's former employer, but writes it off as a learning experience for someone with more gold than brains.

"Should've just let 'em get it out of their system from the start," comes comment from a bench nearby, words touched slightly with a slurred, almost mushy accent. A girl in part dress, part robes, leans back against the bench's wall. "They were only gobbers."

"Uh..." Says Hilal, managing to summon all of his eloquence in one small utterance! His eyes thin out some as he looks at Oates suspiciously, sizing him up. Then, somehow managing to look as if he has relaxed in his armor, although he's, you know...armored. "No thank you. I don't drink." He does, however, take a seat. With the woman's words, Hilal's eyes quickly dart that way. He wasn't ready for that. "He was paying me to keep that from happening." He says, with a shake of his head.

Oates acknowledges Hilal's polite refusal with a shrug. "If'n you don't mind my saying so, it almost sounded like what he wanted was a pet gladiator," the farmboy observed. "Name's Jack Oates, although I usually go by Oates around here," he introduces himself with a smile. "Who might you be?"

Arms folded, the young woman half grins, half smirks. "And you thought taking money from a gobber was a good idea?" Words might come across as a little harsh, but her expression holds no malice. She glances over at the scuffle, then shrugs. "Came out the same in the end anyways."

"I'm still paying for this, so I thought taking money from anyone would be a good idea." When he says 'this', Hilal slams an armored fist into the armored chest area of his armored suit. Armor. "But I couldn't stand him much longer." He shakes his head, "Hilal. Is what they call me."

"Nothing wrong with taking a job that doesn't offend your sensibilities," Oates points out with a shrug. "Gold is gold, and if the reason for the job is a good one, more power to you, Hilal. Myself, I'm generally up for helping out with a worthwhile cause, and if the pay is better than usual, so much the better!" He takes a few bites out of his meal.

Hilal frowns, "Well. That damn Gobber reminds me a lot of my former own....former employer." He shakes his head at that. "I hate people like that. Think they own someone and can behave however they wish with people because they are rich." He grits his teeth a bit at that, "So I decided that his cause was definitely not worthy enough to stick around."

"Gold is gold," Halani's words ring agreement, though her tone indicates there's a but coming. "Except when it comes from goblins. Or gnomes.. but same thing." She closes her eyes once the little goblin brawl stops being interesting, putting her head back against the wall. "Gold from them is never worth it."

"Too much risk for not enough reward, eh?" chuckles Oates with a touch of sympathy. "Well, it's not like there will ever be a lack of jobs to do... or people bold or crazy enough to take them. Myself, I see nothing wrong with a measured risk. Just as long as there's no barrels of gunpowder between me and the exit, I won't complain too much while getting paid."

Stepping inside behind a stiff arm and squeeling door, Quint blinks in an attempt to adjust between the half-light outside and the slightly-less-dark half-light of the Ox. The collar of his coat is turned up against the chill outside. A small parcel peaks out of one patched pocket.

"Yeah, you could say that," Halani says, responding to Oates. "Also? Distasteful. It's like they go out of their way to make you not like them."

"Wouldn't know; I haven't had much in terms of jobs from them," Oates shrugs. "At least now I'll have at least a bit of a clue of what I might be getting into if there's ever a job offer. Thanks, miss...?"

A pause and quick look around the room confirms that-- for better or worse-- Quint won't have the quickest of visits. The first two buttons of his coat are slid open and he makes quick work of pulling a plain-gray woolen scarf out from about his neck and shoulders. He catches the barman's eye and points up, drawing a shake of the head from the other man. The Acanian issues a silent exhalation of breath and begins looking for a seat...

Halani opens one eye, regards Oates again.. and that's when she spots Quint. "Halani. Wouldn't know me. Not many do." Her other eye opens now as her gaze tracks Quint, and her brow furrows faintly as she tries to deduce what he's up to.

Oates nods to Halani, glancing over at Quint when Halani's focus shifts towards Quint. The farmboy idly munches on his meal, one eye tracking what the mysterious arrival is up to, and keeping an ear on the background noise.

Holding his scarf and looking for a seat, Quint ultimately finds himself the subject of scrutiny. Stonefaced, he notes the looks of Halani and Oates, then turns to look over his houlder and make sure there is no hulking monstrosity looming behind him. Turning back, he nods once, shallow, and takes a few steps closer. "Hello," is his simple greeting.

"Hey," Halani greets back. "Gotten yourself beat up again lately?" Apparently not one for social graces, this young woman. She gestures at Oates's table, specifically the chair vacated by Hilal. "This one seems friendly enough," she adds, referring to Oates. "Likes to offer random people drinks."

This prompts a chuckle from Oates. "Not as random as you might think. It was equal parts respect for his handling of one of the brawls and sympathy for dealing with a lousy boss," he clarified. "Name's Jack Oates, or Oates for short.

"Once. Perhaps twice." Quint answers Halani with a shallow nod, folding the scarf as neatly as one can before stuffing it into his other coat pocket. He draws back the empty chair and settles slowly. "Oates." He repeats, eyes narrowing subtly. "You have done work with the Guild of Explorers-- the disturbance in the warehouse districts. Good work." He clarifies, emphasizing the word in such a way as to have moral implications. "Quint," he adds, simply, by way of introduction.

Oates nods in acknowledgement. "Wish that things could have gone a bit smoother, but hindsight and all of that scrap. At least things got straightened out with no loss of life," he muses.

"We were fortunate in that." Quint agrees, wrapping a gloved hand around the short, steaming mug brought out from the kitchen. The bearded Acanian appears to be something of a regular-- even if he doesn't quite seem the sort. The strong aroma of spice tea begins to overtake the table. "This city is a crossroads. In every possible meaning. If such is your desire, you will have ample opportunity to do good works. Or fill your coin purses. Perhaps both."

Oates takes a drink of his beer as he contemplates Quint's words. "Good works are always a worthwhile cause," he finally agrees. "Coin isn't too much of a worry, as I suspect that there's always a need for craftsfolk around here... but I suspect that being an adventurer is a bit more lucrative, no?"

"Lucrative... until some monster puts a hole in your skull," Halani offers up, eyes still closed. Eyes which, if one looks closely enough, have lines around them that weren't there not too long ago. "Or until some demon creature eats you. Or until your friends stab you in the back."

Quint turns the mug on the table a quarter-turn, fingers pushing subtly. When Halani speaks his eyes roll to that side of the table, watching her. "You are troubled, miss." Perhaps not the most insightful of responses after such blatant cynicism.

"High risk, high reward," Oates philosophizes. "All jobs have risks to them, and the better the pay the more risks there likely will be. It's in how you face those risks that determines how well you'll do, whether you speak of farming grain or scouring lost ruins."

Halani smiles, but there's no humour in the smile. And it's not directed or aimed at anyone. "I know. And it's easy to accept the risk. And then? And then the risk doesn't pay off. And then there are people who care about you crying that you're gone. People that need you, depend on you... and you're not there for them anymore. Easy to risk that."

Oates tilts his head in acknowledgement of Halani's point. "There's always that risk, no matter what job you speak of. Most of the time, it's really small, but it's always there. You just have to take it into account when planning for your friends and family, and do your best to reduce that risk."

Halani shrugs, unconvinced. Or, at least, unmoved. "Small consolation to the kids whose uncle isn't coming home. But.. hey, we're young, we're immortal, that stuff can't really happen, right?" She frowns, opens her eyes... notices Quint is gone. Then lets a puff of air push some of the hair out of her eyes. "Where'd he go?"

A shrugs from Oates, reflecting both an acceptance of Halani's message and the response to her latter question. "I think he subtly excused himself while we were on this grim topic," he remarks. "We could probably debate this all night, but I doubt we'll change each other's minds, no matter how good our points are or the reasons behind them."

"Probably," the robed woman agrees. "The paladin said something about good work you did... what was that all about?"

Oates takes another drink before continuing. "About four days ago, there was a mob that was claiming that one of the dockside barmaids was a witch. The Explorer's Guild was asked to provide some help in breaking up the mob and getting to the bottom of the accusations. Turns out that the actual "witch" was the main rabble-rouser behind the mob, and happened to be a green-skinned crone of a monster, with very nasty claws." A shudder at the memory of getting slashed by those claws, but he continues on. "Come to think of it, Quint was another who was helping with that incident. No wonder he looked familiar!" chuckled Oates.

Halani narrows one of her eyes, then the other as she frowns. "It... was behind the mob? Why would it do that? Did you kill it?"

"Not quite sure why it was behind the mob. Maybe it wanted a scapegoat to distract folk from its activities; maybe it was jealous of the barmaid." Another shrug from Oates. "We defeated it, and it was solidly unconscious but still alive when the guards came to take it to an antimagic jail cell. Our job was to disperse the mob and get to the bottom of the accusations of witchcraft, and we did that."

Halani lets out a soft 'huh' then shrugs. A mystery, perhaps... but she decides not to pursue it. So her eyes close again. "Well, I hope all of your adventures go so well."

Oates nods. "Thank you, and may your adventures never break you," he replies with a raise of his mug in the sketch of a toast.

Halani lets out a laugh at that despite herself... again, it doesn't really sound like a happy laugh. But as it dies down, she nods her acceptance. "Yeah. One can hope."

"And that's all anyone can do, isn't it? Hope for the best and be prepared for the worst?" Oates remarks. "You might not be able to control what happens to you, but you have control over how you react to it." The observation might be corny, but it does have a kernel of truth to it.

Quint had disappeared momentarily. Not in the wizard sense, of course, but at a rumbling series of thumps from the floor above he had made half-formed excuses and stood, walking up the stairs to be gone for the interval. Now he returns, scarf still stuffed into one pocket while the other has been emptied of its parcel. The Acanian shakes his head mildly as his lips move to form silent words.

The Elunite dodges a barmaid burdened with two fist-full of empty tankards and gives the table of questionable-looking sailors playing Dagger's Eight a wide berth. He slides back into the chair he'd occupied briefly and takes up his cooling tea. "Pardon," he says, before taking a long drink.

"Or.. join a church and have faith that everything happens for a reason, yeah?" It doesn't really look like Halani is going to run off and convert any time soon, but maybe it's her way of drawing Quint back into the conversation.

"Welcome back," Oates says to Quint with a small nod before taking a few more bites of his meal. Discussion is quite enlightening, but it does tend to pre-empt eating at times.

"You may have trouble finding such a place," Quint offers thoughtfully, his eyes considering the flecks of dark leaves floating at the bottom of the cup even as he nods in response to Oates. He speaks slowly, haltingly, and it takes a moment for him to put aside some distraction. "Would you take solace from such knowledge? Would tragedies and cruelties be made less so if a person of faith told you there was some greater cause behind them?"

He turns in his seat, lacing his fingers around the mug resting on the table, and watches Halani without a hint of reproach in his expression. Evenly awaiting her response.

Halani wrinkles her nose. eyes still closed. "Probably not, hey? Sometimes... alot of times... bad things just happen. And nobody... not even Them... can stop it. Or care to stop it."

Oates ponders this for a moment. "Theology and the like ain't my strong suit, but... could it be that They take a hands-off approach to let each of us do the best we can?" he finally asks. "You can baby your crops to the point where you're getting summer crops in the middle of winter, but then they won't be as strong or as good as they could be if they grew in the field."

"'The greatest powers the Gods were ever given was the ability to inspire us.'" Quint intones simply, looking at Oates and offering a nod. He turns to continue watching Halani as he speaks further, "Few of us are Touched directly... this does not mean that They do not care for you. Few of us are destined-- for good or for ill-- but this does not mean that They will never smile on you. We are often given great questions without answer... but this does not mean there is no Hope."

"We are here. We do what we will, what we can, or what we must. The Seers tell me these things when I doubt. When I am troubled. If you carry this weight with you alone the burden can be too much. But a temple is not your only answer... it is possible to find hope any where." He lifts the mug from the table, "The simplest way to find help is to ask." And he drinks.

"Pretty words," Halani admits. "Both of you, hey?" This is said without hostility, without rancor. "But they both pretty much amount to, care or not, we're on our own, yeah? If you're not touched... not 'destined'," she nods to Quint here, "then it really doesn't matter if they do care or not. Ted's not coming back. He's not getting to enjoy... or suffer through... an afterlife. He's just gone. "

"So we drink to the memories of those that we've lost, and live on to honor their lives," Oates states simply. Raising a mug, he declares a toast of "Here's to those we've left behind, and to those we have yet to meet."

"If I am ever taken unjustly-- before the time is right and my work is done-- I pray those who care for me do more than fall to bitterness and drink." Quint lifts his glass, joining Oates' toast, and then he stands and drains it dry. He nods to both in turn, expression still impassive, and then says again, "The simplest way to find help is to ask." And he finds his way out of the Ox, leaving his mug on the bartop as he passes.

Halani's eyes open to slits, her face showing its strongest emotion of the night as she glowers after Quint.. and she almost looks like she wants to go after him and punch him. The way her fists clench at her sides on the bench can't bode well. But a deep breath dispels that momentary notion, and after a moment she pushes herself off of the bench and lands softly on the floor. "Good talk, ver," she says to Oates. "I hope... things go well for you, yeah?" Then, when she's sure Quint is long gone, she, too, heads on out of the Ox. Muttering things like 'don't need no shinsing help.'

Oates nods at the departing Halani, then finishes the rest of his meal in relative quiet, pays the barkeep, and makes his way offward to bed.

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Standing in at 5' 7" and 247 pounds, Jack Oates is a hearty farmboy of a human with a "face-shaped" face and brown hair and eyes. He doesn't stand out much in a crowd, except for the inquisitive look in his eyes and the genial smile on his face. His clothes are a stout homespun cotton, durable enough for hard work in the fields. The shirt is unbleached and undyed, while the pants are an even indigo, albeit patched with brown at the knees where the wear and tear of hard work has gotten the better of the original fabric. A sturdy brown leather vest, stitched and trimmed with green leather and fastened with loops and wooden buttons, and matching boots complete his outfit.



==Personal History==
Born the 5th son of a fairly large farming family in Alexandros, Jack Oates grew up as most farming children do, helping with the chores around the farm. His family is composed of his father Barth, his mother Leigh, and his siblings Chad, Perry, Holly (sister), Edgar, Westby, Lee, Wenda (sister), and Gary. The entire family is of hearty stock, with nary a weakling or a klutz in the bunch. Likewise, while the family is generally not known for being clever or sage, neither are they idiots or fools. The Oates family farm is fairly close to one of the larger farming communities, and trade and traders and others of that ilk, and adventurers and mercenaries are not uncommon to see there, and Barth Oates is always willing to sell grain and other produce to anyone not causing trouble. Human, khazad, sildanyar, oruch, or other, your gold still spends the same, and Barth is always up for a round of small talk. It was from these trips into town that Jack started picking up smatterings of other languages, paying attention to what the customers and shopkeepers and others were saying.

Even at home, Jack had a curiosity streak a mile wide. If something caught his eye, he'd try to figure out how it worked or how it was done. His parents took notice of Jack's inquisitiveness, and they encouraged him on the condition that he keep up with his chores on the farm. Jack agreed to the deal, and he often spent his free time practicing whatever skills he happened to be interested in at the time. While there was little rhyme or reason to the skills that Jack was interested in, he did show a minor tendency towards tinkering with devices. If there was something around the farm with moving parts, chances are that Jack had tried to take it apart a time or two, and had at least tried to put it back together afterwards. This part of Jack's curiosity was a bit more of a hassle for his parents, and they made sure he fixed anything that he broke. The main reason why they didn't complain too much was that Jack's tinkering had the side effect of occasionally producing new tools to help with the chores around the farm, or making existing tools work better. One of his more notable successes was in creating a slingshot trap to kill small rodents that tried to eat the family's crops.

As his older siblings reached adulthood, married, and settled down with growing parts of the Oates family farm, Jack realized that there would not be much space for him if he stayed in the local community. While his siblings did offer to let him stay on as a partner in their various farms, Jack turned them all down. He thanked them for the offer, but explained that he would go out into the world and try making a living off of his wits. His parents were the saddest to see Jack go, but his family knew that if anyone from their family could make it out there on their own with nothing but a small pack of gear, it would be Jack Oates.

==RP Hooks==
* '''Learning & curiosity.''' Oates enjoys learning new things, and one of the more common things he says when he sees something new is "How was that done?" The second most common thing he asks is "Could you teach me that?"
* '''Lending a hand where needed.''' A life of living on the farm has given Oates a solid work ethic, and he is usually willing to help out when asked, especially if it's for a good cause.
* '''Exploration.''' Oates left his family farm to make a living off of his wits, and part of that involves travelling to figure out where he can best make the use of his diverse skills. Also helps satisfy his curiosity about the world, and frequently overlaps with helping others out.

==OOC Notes==
* Pure Rogue. Generally not one for stealth or glib tongue, but very skilled at traps and locks.
* Primary concept is that of a jack of all trades. Can usually attempt almost anything, although there are some skills he has yet to learn.
* Secondary concept is that of a combat trapsmith. Give him some time to set up, and the enemies will have a small surprise for them.
* Oates is mostly self-taught, but he's a quick learner and will pay attention to what those with more skill than him say about their skills.

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* [[Albain de Corveaux]]
* [[Alteri]]
* [[Amira|Amir'a al'Jarim]]
* [[Ashlynn]]
* [[Azog]]

==B==
* [[Bashkim|Bashkim Sylaj]]
* [[Boshter]]

==C==
* [[Cesran]]
* [[Colrick Voss]]
* [[Constantin]]
* [[Craft]]

==D==
* [[Darshan]]
* [[Donk]]

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* [[Edmee|Edmee Sulwen]]
* [[Eliathitae]]
* [[Emir|Emir Zalaahd]]

==F==
* [[Faiza]]
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[[Garrin]]
* [[Garthos]]

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* [[Harric]]

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* [[Ionus]]

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* [[Jareth]]
* [[Jessa]]
* [[Jibbom]]
* [[Jinks]]

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* [[Kaedin]]
* [[Kaiella]]
* [[Kaliara|Kaliara Sein]]
* [[Karelin Andarin]]
* [[Kerbasi]]
* [[Koszhey Urvald Malinovyi]]
* [[Kyra Smith]]
* [[Kuumvu]]

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* [[Lithuin]]

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* [[Marley]]
* [[Matthias Haelker]]
* [[Mikilos]]
* [[Munch]]
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* [[Hailee Serene Tigriil]]
* [[Lady Sienna Meribeth McBane]]
* [[Sophia Lightbringer]]
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* [[Sharna]]
* [[Shyntae]]
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* [[Thistle]]
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