Hill Raiders
Log Info
- Title: Hill Raiders
- Emitter: Zyla
- Characters: Terewin 6, Alba 7, Durrankar 8
- Place: Outside Alexandria
- Time: Mar 24, 2016
- Summary: Hired by the Guild of Adventurers, to look into attacks on Caravans
- APL: 6
- Encounter 1: 4 CR 4 Minotaurs CR 8 Encounter
Alright, you were all called together for a mission. There have been reports of a group of raiders attacking caravans passing through a certain patch of hills. The cityguard and such still has their hands full with the demon problems plaguing the city so additional forces are needed to look into it. That is where the three of you come in. You have been given a wagon with empty crates pulled by a couple oxen. The idea is to head into the area and draw the culprits out.
So you find yourselves outside of Alexandria, heading along one of the lesser travelled trade routes.
Terewin lounges in the back of the cart, watching the sky. "You think can convince them just to surrender? Without bloodshed?" the well dressed swordsman sort of asks out loud "Would be nice right?"
"It would be nice, but I fear most of my influence is not with most humanoids. Mostly Sith-Makar." Durrankar says softly. "But yes, it would be very nice if they surrendered." he says to Terewin.
At the rear of the wagon, Alba drifts lazily, her shaggy-fur wrap pulled loosely around her. The upper part is left to hang behind her, leaving the back of her head open to view, but only the inch of empty air between her and the road can be seen beneath. For the most part, the Witch has been silent during the trip, mask turning to regard their surroundings... but as Terewin speaks up, the smooth, polished oval of bone turns toward him. "....I could," she says, her voice low and amused. "They would not enjoy the convincing."
Durrankar hrfs at Alba. "Current lower body wear for most humanoid tend to add an additional barrier when facing that sort of convincing Alba."
Terewin shrugs "Would be better than running them through with a sword. We should try and talk them into surrender first at the very least, it would only be fair." the swordsman says with a firm nod. "Afterall if we just ambush and kill them it doesn't make us much better, not enough anyhow."
It seems fairly quiet for the moment, not much really in sight. The tree line rests about 50 feet on either side of the road and there are still signs of once upon a time when trees were cut down to make the road. You are getting deeper into the hills and its harder to see around each next been due to the levelness of the terrain.
Durrankar's wit earns the Sith a dry, amused snort, and the witch swoops up onto the back of the cart, 'sitting' on its edge. "If they seek to kill and take, then to die is what they have earned. But, it is more fun to make them regret every step that led them to draw weapons upon such as we. So, and so... If they surrender, then all to the good."
Durrankar says, "I'm in agreement with ALba." The staff suddenly speaks up. "Nobody asked you." 'Yes they did'. "No they didn't." 'Yes they did.' "Shut up." 'No.' "Butt scratcher." 'Shutting up.' Durrankar eyes the staff for a second before looking back to Alba and Terewin. "I'm in agreement with Tyrannix though." 'I knew it!' And durrankar looks at the staff. 'Oh, right...right.' Durrankar shakes his head. "If they attack us, they will meet the Death Singing Dragon. If they surrender, we shall try and make them change their ways.""
Terewin sits up and starts watching the tree-line "Nah, if it comes to blows better to make it quick. I would really rather not bring more suffering into this world." he notes with a grimace. "Quick and clean should be plan B I think."
"....Hn," Alba grunts. "...Suddenly I do not enjoy what this one plans." Kicking off the cart, she drifts toward the horses, clucking at the beasts. "Worry not," she murmurs, soothingly. "If it is that you should fall from this plan, feed us well, you will..."
<OOC> Zyla says, "perception" GAME: Durrankar rolls perception: (18)+16: 34 GAME: Alba rolls perception: (8)+8: 16 <OOC> Alba says, "Tere?" <OOC> Zyla nods and pokes. You paged Durrankar with 'you smell something on the wind, and thought saw something amongst the trees.' <OOC> Zyla says, "will continue and hope we didn't lose." GAME: Terewin rolls perception: (5)+9: 14 <OOC> Zyla says, "woo"
It is still rather quiet, nothing out of the ordinary, or is there.
Durrankar Nods to Alba.....before he sniffs once....and turns his head to look among the trees. he then looks to Alba and points to one of his eyes, then points up.......
Terewin eyes Durrankar and then looks at Alba "What? Something to see up there?" he looks up at the sky as if to make something out.
Alba's mask tilts to one side, a dull-gray adamantine razor peeking from beneath her cloak, bobbing once in lieu of a nod. Once again, she plays at sitting on the edge of the cart, humming a tune devoid of rhythm, or indeed pleasant musicality. "Nothing to my eye, swordsman, or yours," she says. "But to the shaman's nose, there is much. 'Ware above, for soon we shall be set upon."
Durrankar says, "There are many things in the forest....some that are naturally disguised, some that try to draw attention, and some that are deliberately trying to disguise. The last is what I smell...plus I saw something in the trees. Someone doesn't know how to sit still.""
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+10: (10)+10: 20 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+2: (16)+2: 18 <OOC> Zyla says, "pereption again now that you are a bit more alert to something in the trees" GAME: Durrankar rolls perception: (5)+16: 21 GAME: Terewin rolls perception: (15)+9: 24 GAME: Alba rolls perception: (20)+8: 28
There is definitely something in the trees, and looking close they are large, something in the tree line on either side of the road. The exact details can't be seen, but you know there is something there.
Terewin doesn't seem all that concerned, still leaning causally on the side of the cart "Well it looks like company, think they will make this good? That they might have any good swordsman?"
Alba pages: Aight, gonna cast a spell. Specifically, Countless Eyes. You paged Alba with 'ok' GAME: Alba casts Countless Eyes. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
"It is likely," Alba mutters, shucking off her hide and tossing it into the cart. The witch whispers a series of low, spidery words that crawl all about the ear to listen to... and then, wherever there is exposed skin, slitted red eyes open, turning this way and that entirely independent of each other. "And I will be ready to meet them."
<OOC> Alba is now unflankable and has all-around vision! :D
Durrankar says, "Well....we're definitely being followed, or we're riding into a trap.""
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Zyla has dropped a TIMESTOP!
Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Zyla to instruct you further.
For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=- GAME: Durrankar rolls initiative: 17 + 7 = 24 GAME: Terewin rolls initiative: 4 + 5 + +2 = 11 GAME: Alba rolls initiative: 11 + 4 = 15 <OOC> Durrankar afks for a little bit. GAME: You roll initiative for Min1: Roll: 16 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 16 GAME: You roll initiative for Min2: Roll: 11 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 11 GAME: You roll initiative for Min3: Roll: 19 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 19 GAME: You roll initiative for Min4: Roll: 19 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 19
As you watch, there is a bit of a roar, and an echoing roar and then two massive muscled humanoids step from the tree line on either side. One might think they were just giantborn except for the fact that they have the heads of bulls, and large sharp looking horns on their heads. They all are carrying greataxes.
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 24.
It is now Durrankar's turn! Min4 is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Durrankar ended. <OOC> Zyla says, "and of course Durrankar is first." <OOC> Zyla says, "really needs to wait for him since one of the them goes next" <OOC> Alba nod, that's fine. <OOC> Durrankar returns. <OOC> Durrankar is gonna guess they look openly hostile? <OOC> Zyla says, "yes, knowledge...nature..." GAME: Durrankar rolls knowledge/nature: (15)+14: 29 You paged Durrankar with 'minotaurs and known for being agressive, charging in with thier horns too. no real weaknesses, but nothing too special either.' <OOC> Zyla says, "so right now a 50' two to one side, two to the other" <OOC> Durrankar says, "all right. Then Terewin gets Cat's Grace." <OOC> Zyla says, "cast." GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 19.
It is now Min4's turn! Min3 is next!
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d3: (2): 2 <OOC> Durrankar says, "One moment." GAME: Durrankar refreshes spells. GAME: Durrankar casts Cat's Grace. Caster Level: 8 DC: 17 <OOC> Durrankar says, "there we go."
Durrankar sniffs the air again and huffs quietly. He places his hand on Terewin. "They are Minotaurs. Their charges are nasty, so be careful." he then looks to Alba. "Can you two keep them away while I set up my next spell?"
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (7)+9: 16 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d3: (3): 3 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (18)+9: 27 <OOC> Zyla says, "terewin you have a minotaur with head down and horns forward charging you." <OOC> Terewin will attempt to parry and reposte <OOC> Zyla says, "roll at -2 for the size penalty" GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2: (13)+14+2+-2: 27 <OOC> Zyla says, "hmm..I think that is going to still hit since its not greater than what the minotaur rolled which I believe it is supposed to be to be successful parry" <OOC> Terewin says, "Its not leting me AoO either, since I am flat footed. So I guess I couldn't do it anyhow." <OOC> Terewin says, "And yeah, I need to exceed it." GAME: Zyla rolls 2d6+10: (7)+10: 17 GAME: You damaged Durrankar for -100 points. 80 remaining. GAME: You damaged Alba for -100 points. 31 remaining. GAME: You damaged Terewin for -100 points. 54 remaining. GAME: You damaged Terewin for 17 points. 37 remaining. GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 19.
It is now Min3's turn! Min1 is next!
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d3: (1): 1 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (4)+9: 13 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d3: (2): 2 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (11)+9: 20 GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 16.
It is now Min1's turn! Alba is next!
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 15.
It is now Alba's turn! Min2 is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Alba ended. <OOC> Zyla says, "alba...posing."
The minotaurs almost as one lower their heads and charge forward intending to gore them with their horns. They roar a bit with rage as they charge and tear up the ground to get to them. Two charge Durrankar but neither manages to hit. One charges Terewin and does manage to Gore with his powerful horns though it was almost deflected. The last one charges Alba and fails to gore her as well.
<OOC> Zyla says, "so each have one on you, Durrankar has 2" <OOC> Alba says, "Okay! Well, he gonna be sorry he charged." Alba pages: Okay so they're all pretty much clustered up around us, then? You paged Alba with 'yep' Alba pages: If I laid down a spell with a 20-foot spread, how many could I catch without risking snarling up the party too? You paged Alba with '2. the one on you and the one on Terewin or the two on durrankar, since they came from different directions, to get more would catch the party too' From afar, Alba nods, the ones on Durrankar then. Also, I'll need to roll to avoid an AoO, since I'll be moving out of threat range. Alba pages: Vertically. <OOC> Alba says, "Activating Daredevil Boots, flying out of axe range, casting Black Tentacles." GAME: Alba rolls acrobatics+5: (17)+10+5: 32 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (15)+9: 24 GAME: Alba casts Black Tentacles. Caster Level: 7 DC: 13 <OOC> Alba says, "Both minotaurs on Durrankar, what's their CMD?" <OOC> Zyla says, "to go through threatened, do you need to roll for each square you go through?" <OOC> Zyla says, "21" <OOC> Alba says, "I don't think so? But I can't be sure, up to you." <OOC> Zyla says, "will go with just the one. okay, roll to try and grapple them" GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (2)+7+5: 14 GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (2)+7+5: 14 <OOC> Alba says, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE..." <OOC> Durrankar stares. <OOC> Iadoth says, "Yes, and the DC increases by two for each additional enemy." GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 11.
It is now Min2's turn! Terewin is next!
<OOC> Alba says, "Well, they manage to keep the void calamari at bay this round at least. :P" GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 11.
It is now Terewin's turn! Durrankar is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Terewin ended. <OOC> Zyla says, "terewin=one of them gored you." <OOC> Terewin will attack his goring opponent twice, full power attack on both. GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2: (14)+14+2+-2: 28 GAME: Terewin rolls weapon2+2-2-5: (20)+0+2+-2+-5: 15 <OOC> Terewin says, "Er that second one should be 29 and a threat. XD" <OOC> Zyla says, "roll the threat" <OOC> Terewin will roll to conform <OOC> Terewin says, "Confirm too" GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2-5: (3)+14+2+-2+-5: 12 <OOC> Zyla says, "hit and crit" GAME: Terewin rolls 1d8+19: (8)+19: 27 GAME: Terewin rolls 1d8+32: (4)+32: 36 <OOC> Zyla raises brow...19...okay that one is dead
The Witch's boots glow as she dances skyward, a trail of fire briefly outlining her sudden twist as she gains height enough that the minotaur is assured to be unable to reach her. Sweeping one hand in Durrankar's direction, Alba looses a trio of sharp, echoing words, and the sheer spite that laces them seems to rip the ground asunder. A multitude of rubbery, black tentacles burst from the ground beneath the minotaurs, writhing and flailing in search of berserker beef to crush.
<OOC> Terewin says, "+5 dex, +6 level, +2 weapon spec, +1 weapon training and +4 power attack, +1 weapon." <OOC> Terewin says, "Oh I forgot the extra dex on damage, so the first shot does 2 more and the second 4 more." <OOC> Zyla says, "its okay, still dead" GAME: NEW ROUND!
Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 24.
It is now Durrankar's turn! Min4 is next!
<OOC> Zyla says, "pose...durrankar you have 2 on you and tentacles trying to grab them" <OOC> Durrankar says, "Can I back away from them both?" <OOC> Durrankar says, "and not be in reach of either after said movement?" <OOC> Zyla says, "well they have reach." <OOC> Alba says, "So that's two rolls to avoid AoO." <OOC> Durrankar says, "even with a 5' step?"
Terewin doesn't apreciate getting gored, the blood stains terribly and even if he can find a dry cleaner that can get it out, its going to cost a fortune. With a flick of his wrist and a flash of steel his sword darts forward twice and runs the minotaur through, causing it to fall backwards, stone dead. "You see? Its very rude. You others care to surrender yet?" he says to the other minotaurs.
<OOC> Alba says, "IIRC, if you 5', you can't take a move?" <OOC> Zyla says, "5' step you are still threatened" <OOC> Durrankar says, "Yeah, but that would also put them on the same side." <OOC> Durrankar says, "I still 5' step away, which means no AOO. and Draconic breath to hit them both." <OOC> Zyla says, "they are already on the same side, they don't have any flanking." <OOC> Durrankar says, "and my breath is a 30 foot cone." <OOC> Zyla says, "ok, you 5' back and breath.." <OOC> Durrankar says, "fire breath that is." <OOC> Zyla says, "know the save?" <OOC> Durrankar says, "it doesn't say anything about a save." <OOC> Terewin says, "Should be and its likely con based. My guess its a reflex at 10+half level+con mod." <OOC> Durrankar says, "On the feat it doesn't, but we'll go with that." <OOC> Alba checks. <OOC> Durrankar says, "So it'd be 18." GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+5: (8)+5: 13 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+5: (10)+5: 15 <OOC> Zyla says, "roll damage" GAME: Durrankar rolls 2d6: (9): 9 <OOC> Zyla says, "they are both burned" <OOC> Alba says, "It works as the Draconic Sorc ability, but Con based, exactly as Terewin said." GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 19.
It is now Min4's turn! Min3 is next!
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (17)+9: 26 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+4: (4)+4: 8 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+9: (15)+9: 24 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+4: (2)+4: 6 GAME: Zyla rolls 3d6+12: (8)+12: 20 GAME: You damaged Durrankar for 20 points. 60 remaining. GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 19.
It is now Min3's turn! Min1 is next!
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 16.
It is now Min1's turn! Alba is next!
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 15.
It is now Alba's turn! Min2 is next!
<OOC> Zyla says, "will pose after your pose but they both swung their axes at you twice, one hit." <OOC> Zyla says, "alba" <OOC> Alba says, "Yus?"
Stepping back from the two charging minotaurs, Durrankar abandons his initial plan and takes a deep breath.....before unleashing a gout of fire at both of the Minotaurs near the flailing tentacles. "Back away if you know what's good for you." Which they don't.
<OOC> Alba says, "This time, Summon Monster III. Happily in midair, it's hard to reach me!" <OOC> Alba says, "Also, CMD 21?" GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (12)+7+5: 24 GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (16)+7+5: 28 <OOC> Alba says, "Woot, both the burned minotaurs are grappled!" GAME: Alba rolls 1d6+4: (5)+4: 9 GAME: Alba rolls 1d6+4: (3)+4: 7 <OOC> Alba says, "So now they're burned and being crushed."
Both of the Minotaurs slash at him with their massive greataxes, though only one of them manages to hit Durrankar.
GAME: Alba casts Summon Monster III. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16 <OOC> Zyla says, "ok" GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 11.
It is now Min2's turn! Terewin is next!
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+7: (14)+7: 21 <OOC> Zyla says, "terewin the one that had attack Alba is coming after you swinging twice with its axe," <OOC> Terewin qill spend a panache to parry and reposte <OOC> Terewin will even GAME: Terewin uses an AoO! 0 remaining. GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2: (9)+14+2+-2: 23 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+2: (13)+2: 15 <OOC> Zyla says, "okay roll to riposte" GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2: (3)+14+2: 19
Alba cackles madly as the tentacles find purchase on Durrankar's attackers and begin to squeeze the life from them, turning a celebratory loop in midair. "Stupid creatures! See what comes of your folly!" Twisting to one side, she raises one hand to the sky, her hair writhing and lashing up and out, plunging into a white-rimmed hole into the sky. "COME TO ME, BRIGHT SOLDIER, AND MAKE THESE FOOLS BLEED!"
<OOC> Zyla says, "hit" GAME: Terewin rolls 1d8+17: (7)+17: 24 GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 11.
It is now Terewin's turn! Durrankar is next!
<OOC> Zyla says, "your go" <OOC> Terewin will continue to attack him twice then, power attack. GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2: (2)+14+2+-2: 16 GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2-5: (17)+14+2+-2+-5: 26 (THREAT) GAME: Terewin rolls weapon4+2-2-5: (10)+14+2+-2+-5: 19 <OOC> Terewin says, "Cor confirmation on the last one." <OOC> Terewin says, "For even. XD" <OOC> Zyla says, "roll dam..hit and crit...it dead but go ahead and roll" GAME: Terewin rolls 1d8+21: (4)+21: 25 GAME: Terewin rolls 1D8+36: (6)+36: 42 <OOC> Zyla says, "yep dead" GAME: NEW ROUND!
Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 24.
It is now Durrankar's turn! Min4 is next!
<OOC> Zyla says, "durrankar" <OOC> Durrankar says, "how close are the remaining two minotaurs to each other?" <OOC> Zyla says, "10' or so" <OOC> Durrankar says, "Oops." <OOC> Durrankar says, "5' step back, which should put me outside of their reach." <OOC> Durrankar says, "and casting Flame Strike"
Terewin strikes the axe away that comes sailing his way, his sword flashing in the sunlight as he strikes thrice, the last running the minotaur through the heart. "They are not very good at surrendering are they? Pity."
<OOC> Zyla says, "cast and roll damage" GAME: Durrankar casts Flame Strike. Caster Level: 8 DC: 19 <OOC> Durrankar says, "reflex" GAME: Durrankar rolls 8d6: (32): 32 <OOC> Alba says, "Can you roll Ref when you're grappled?" GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+3: (18)+3: 21 GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+3: (6)+3: 9 <OOC> Zyla says, "one avoides some of it and is still up the other is crispy." GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 19.
It is now Min4's turn! Min3 is next!
GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+11: (16)+11: 27 GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 19.
It is now Min3's turn! Min1 is next!
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 16.
It is now Min1's turn! Alba is next!
GAME: Zyla advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 15.
It is now Alba's turn! Min2 is next!
<OOC> Zyla says, "it breaks free. but your turn so it can be grappled again." GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (16)+7+5: 28 GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+7+5: (19)+7+5: 31 GAME: Alba rolls 1d6+4: (4)+4: 8 GAME: Alba rolls 1d6+4: (6)+4: 10
Durrankar's scales take most of the damage, but it still cuts a bit into his chest. Durrankar looks at the two minotaurs and it's.....really obvious he's ticked. "You have violated the safety of this road in these woods. We had initially intended to try and talk to you.....but you have forsaken even that." That last word, he stamps Tyrannix on the ground. "NOW! YOU WILL BURN!!!"
That last word brings down a roaring column of fire on them both, slamming into the ground with a great deal of force.
Toasty...
<OOC> Alba says, "More squeeze! Also, SUMMONED CELESTIAL GIANT SOLDIER ANT." <OOC> Zyla says, "grappled and squeezed again, though is only one." <OOC> Alba says, "Aha, right. :3" <OOC> Alba says, "So, ant is attacking grappled singed minotaur..." <OOC> Zyla says, "roll" GAME: Alba rolls 1d20+3: (10)+3: 13 <OOC> Zyla says, "will it cause it is grappled" <OOC> Zyla says, "hit even" <OOC> Alba says, "Fort save, DC 12." GAME: Zyla rolls 1d20+6: (11)+6: 17 <OOC> Alba says, "No poison, but." GAME: Alba rolls 1d4+4: (1)+4: 5 <OOC> Alba says, "Ot does get stabbed a bit."
THe Minotaur tries to break free so it can go after someone and does break free.
<OOC> Zyla says, "killed"
THe Witch's hair spasms once, twice, and yanks free, bringing with it an ant the size of a small pony, its carapace gleaming white-marble and gold and glowing silvery eyes. Onto the final minotaur it falls, stabbing it repeatedly with the needle-like stinger hidden on its abdomen. One has fallen to fire, two to the sword, but Alba laughs with savage joy, as the final one succumbs to vastly less gentle forms of death.
With the death of that Minotaur, things are quiet again. It seems to have just been the four, though it can see how unprepared caravan's might have had trouble with these guys.
Durrankar snorts at the Minotaurs as the Large ant makes an appearance. "Well done my friends." He then looks up to Alba. "by the way, Alba. I owe you a 'treat' if you can come out to Mictlan....after this mission." he then looks to Terewin. "Are you hurt?"
<OOC> Durrankar says, "Don't take down the Timestop yet."
Terewin furrows his brow, holding open his coat and the gore wound in his chest "Yeah... that stings a bit. Got a bit of healing to go along with all that cosmic power?" he asks of Durrankar "I'll buy you lunch when we get back."
<OOC> Durrankar holds up a wand of CLW. <OOC> Durrankar has had this thing since he was level 3. XD <OOC> Durrankar says, "one moment." GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (7)+1: 8 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (1)+1: 2 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (5)+1: 6 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (1)+1: 2 GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. <OOC> Durrankar says, "now for me." GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (4)+1: 5 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (5)+1: 6 GAME: Durrankar rolls 1d8+1: (1)+1: 2
"Worth the trouble it was," Alba says, as the pony-sized ant burrows down into othingness, and the tentacles retreat to their otherworldly void, "to see such foolish creatures gain their due. I am owed nothing, shaman, but perhaps I shall find my way to your lodge soon."
GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: Durrankar used a Wand of cure light wounds. GAME: You damaged Terewin for -18 points. 54 remaining. <OOC> Durrankar says, "that should max us out." GAME: You damaged Durrankar for -20 points. 80 remaining.
Durrankar walks over, and tugs out a rather....worn, and odd looking little stick....that he brushes over Terewin's chest wound, which closes up after a few seconds. He does the same for himself, which closes up the chest gash. "Strange that there were Minotaurs out here though." He says putting the wand away. "Search them."
<OOC> Zyla says, "perception to search them" GAME: Alba rolls perception: (16)+8: 24 GAME: Terewin rolls perception: (6)+9: 15 GAME: Durrankar rolls perception: (1)+16: 17 (EPIC FAIL) <OOC> Durrankar says, "There we go." <OOC> Durrankar went and got Ice cream You paged Alba with 'you find a note, do you read jotun?' From afar, Alba does not. You paged Alba with 'you find a note you can't read'
Drifting down to the pile of corpses, Alba tilts her head. Her hair snakes down, creeping over clothing and diving into pouches and pockets. After a long moment, one tendril snakes back out, a piece of paper clenches in its grip. Her feet finally touch the ground, as she gives the paper a swift glance, and shakes her head, holding it out. "It is a tongue I cannot read," she says. "Perhaps one of you may?"
Terewin walks over and tries to read the paper that Alba is holding "Good question. I am sure someone is putting them up to it, not exactly the most intelligent foes I have faced."
<OOC> Zyla says, "its written in jotun" <OOC> Terewin says, "Yeah I cannot read that. XD" <OOC> Durrankar can't either.
So you have a note you can't all read at the moment, the bodies of four minotaurs and maybe tracks from where they came from.
You are able to get the sight cleaned up and get the bodies into the wagons or at least enough to prove that the problem is taken care of and head back. The guild thanks you and pays you before letting you go all your ways.