Scales of War 0924 Chat

GM: Hello Everyone
‘Ferret’ connected
Xuande: Hi. :)
Godryk: Hey how’s it going?
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): Hey
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): wow lots of people today. Rats beware!
‘Scaphism’ connected
‘Liquidmantis’ connected

GM: Welcome to the town of Brindol, a good sized village along the Elsir River, in the Elsir Vale.
Alastair Danaan enters the city limits of Brindol, a too-bright gaze watching every direction.
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): rich need to know two things, where are the women, and where is the ale?
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): that answered the second, what about the first ;)
Xuande: ::a patient, quiet looking man quietly wanders the streets of Brindol, seemingly to take in the sights, but closer observers note he’s more interested in the people
   Alastair Danaan greets the city guards with a friendly wave, looking for the market.
Erethis Wanders in to town. Asks guards where he could find a drink, and perhaps some work.
Godryk Enters the city, observing the guards to see if they recognize him. As he realzes they don’t, he continues on.
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): only the ones with daughters…
Alastair Danaan quickly scans Brindol Market for booksellers.
GM: You are pointed in the direction of the Stone Wyvern, a comfortable bar in the North West part of the city
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): or at least I’m pretending it has nothing to do with only starting with 100 G
Godryk , feeling thirsty, decides to head to the tavern.
Dremi Trahern (Scaphism) enters the gates from the West and spys the tavern just past them.
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): also apparently I’m from Brindol originally.
Erethis heads their advice. Heads to tavern.
Alastair Danaan , not seeing any rare books being sold at the market, decides to check the tavern for rumors.
Xuande slowly makes his way to the Stone Wyvern, drawn by the large number of people heading that way.
Dremi Trahern does not know of anywhere better to go and has been walking for hours.
GM: You enter the Stone Wyvern, noticing the friendly ambiance
Thalamus is at one of the tables scribbling furiously on long sheets of papaer
Erethis sits at a table alone. In a corner facing ourwards, if available.
Alastair Danaan sits down at a tavern with someone else. smiles, and says “What’s the news?”
Godryk sits at a back table quietly observing his surroundings.
Thalamus around him, three buxom women sit, seemingly enthralled by the large, bald black man with the white face paint
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): Anyone else obviously Eladrin?
GM: You look around the bar, noticing the card game in the back corner
Xuande tries to remember how to emote.
Xuande is successful.

Dremi Trahern is a dark haired elf, slightly short, wiry, with intense eyes.
Alastair Danaan: Greetings, sir! Whence came you?
GM: The bartender is serving ale to the two men having a heated argument at the bar
Xuande calmly sits alone at his table, casually observing the other customers in the tavern.
Dremi Trahern he is slightly dusty and obviously has just gotten in off the road.
GM: The men at the bar begin to get into a louder conversion about outsiders
Alastair Danaan is a handsome half-elf wearing worn leather armor and equipment
Godryk listens to the argument in progress.
GM: They are casting dirty looks at the Eladrin-looking newcomers
Alastair Danaan quiets down and listens
Alastair Danaan says quietly to Dremi, “I wonder what their problem is with Eladrin?”
Erethis keeps sitting down. Put listens in on them.
Ardril Tanliadin looks amused.
Godryk is a half-elf, although his heritage is not obvious at first glance. He has long brown hair that reaches to his shoulders and penetrating blue eyes.
Xuande seems to take a sudden interest in the complaining folk at the bar.. but more so in their targets.
Dremi Trahern gives Alastair a longer look.
Dremi Trahern: I’m not sure, have you been here before?
Alastair Danaan: Well, yes and no. I was here last summer, but I’ve been traveling since then.
Dremi Trahern nods quickly.
GM: One of the men at the bar loudly shouts “What’s with the strangers tonight!?”
[w] Alastair Danaan: is there something going on in the area I should know about?
Rich Lionnelhart continues drinking.
GM: The barkeep tries to calm them down
Dremi Trahern: (softly) they’re a bit rowdy. Not as bad as the army though.
GM: A human walks from his table to answer Alastair
Godryk is musing to himself. He’s been alone for some time now and could use some company.
Dremi Trahern looks up at the approaching stranger.
Xuande gives up all pretense of watching anything else when one of the humans suddenly moves towards one of the other guests.
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): are all the patrons men,
Human Rabble: Hello outsider
Alastair Danaan: (softly) I wonder if they’ll start any trouble? Maybe I should go look for the authorities.
Human Rabble: There is a woman bringing drinks to the card table
Dremi Trahern: Well met! I guess you’re from around here?
Godryk walks over to the table with the human sitting at it.
Human Rabble: It’s been quite a few weeks here in Brindol
Godryk: Mind if I sit here?
Human Rabble: We keep having goblin attacks
Xuande turns briefly towards Godryk and answers, “Not in the least, go ahead.”
Human Rabble: been getting worse too
Human Rabble: you look like adventuring types
Godryk: Thanks. It’s been a long and weary road.
Rich Lionnelhart orders another ale.
Alastair Danaan: (softly) Did you hear that about goblins? Interesting…
Dremi Trahern nods, listening closely to the man.
Erethis: stands up. Walks over to adjacent table. “Goblins, you say?”
Human Rabble: been a while since there was a major problem
Xuande more quietly he adds, “Do not think me rude, but what the man over there is speaking of is of interest to me. I will greet you more properly shortly.”
Human Rabble: but lately, things been stirred back up
Godryk: Not a problem, I’m interested as well.
Ardril Tanliadin moves to the table.
Alastair Danaan: Well, I can take care of myself, but I don’t usually hire out to kill things.
GM: Now the drunker guy, who was shouting joins in
Ardril Tanliadin: I apologize for my forwardness, but I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation.
Human Rabble: You… adventerers?
Human Rabble: sorry about shouting at you
Rich Lionnelhart hears the word hire and looks up.
Alastair Danaan: I’m a wanderer (smiles)
Human Rabble: You keen on killing raiding, smelly goblin pukes?
Rich Lionnelhart suddenly feels the urge to hum an unfamiliar song.
Human Rabble: My father and uncle were both killed ten years ago in the wars
Godryk listens intently.. this could be interesting.
Alastair Danaan: That’s simply awful.
Human Rabble: these new bands, like they’re trying to relive the olden days
Erethis: Well…if they smell bad, then certainly, yes.
Alastair Danaan: What about the constables? The… lord?
[w] Alastair Danaan: sorry, who are the authorities around here
Human Rabble: The counsil been keepin the guard supplied, but the raids keep coming
Xuande is content to continue listening, allowing the other strangers to occupy the attention of the townsmen.
Human Rabble: Counsilman Troyas was talking about hiring out people to find the source of the attacks
Godryk excuses himself and walks over to the table.
Alastair Danaan: Really? Very interesting.
Human Rabble: rather than let them smash against the walls of the town
Ardril Tanliadin: Indeed. I know my coin purse has gotten a bit light.
Human Rabble: not sure it’s such a good idea, meself
Alastair Danaan: Can you inform me as to where this “Troyas” is to be found?
Godryk: Sorry but I couldn’t help but overhear you mention Goblins. Is there a problem?
Human Rabble: sending people to die…
Rich Lionnelhart mutters the name Troyas to himself repeatedly trying to fix it in his memory.
Human Rabble: Been raids
Human Rabble: lots of em
Xuande: Goblins breed like rabbits; you cannot hope to eliminate them by defense alone. Your Councilman is wise to advocate such a policy.
Human Rabble: rumors of people gone missing, too
Alastair Danaan: Apparently there’s a goblin problem, and a Councilman hiring people to go take care of it.
Xuande finally chooses to jon the conversation himself.
Thalamus: Goblins be no problem for I and I, seen?
Alastair Danaan: Do these Councilors… work nights?
Rich Lionnelhart somewhat wobbily gets up and heads over to the table.
Human Rabble: Troyas, might be in his office, or in the Hall.  He’s a good man, for a Half-Elf, young, but serious.
Rich Lionnelhart: These people that gone missing, they wouldn’t happen to be rich or pretty women would they?
Erethis: Well, good folks. I think we’re all thinking the same thing. We’re far more likely to be hired if we show ourselves to be sizable and capable group.
Human Rabble: There was talk of a missing acolyte…not sure I’m buying that; I’d think the clergy would be up in arms
Alastair Danaan: An acolyte? What temple?
Godryk: with a gleam in his eye, agrees with Erethis.
Alastair Danaan: nods to Erethis
Xuande nods slowly to Erethis and remarks, “You speak wisely.”
Human Rabble: Temple of Erathis
Human Rabble: pretty blonde there, must be her

GM: Make History checks
Rich Lionnelhart → Skill [History] [14] [1d20 = 14]
Xuande → Skill [History] [21] [1d20+5 = 21]
Erethis → Skill [History] [21] [1d20+5 = 21]
Alastair Danaan → Skill [History] [16] [1d20+1 = 16]
Ardril → Skill [History] [10] [1d20+9 = 10]
Godryk → Skill [History] [8] [1d20 = 8]
Rich Lionnelhart: pretty and blond you say? You folks will be wanting a strong sword arm!
Godryk: Where is this temple?
Alastair Danaan sits back, watching the other patrons carefully
Dremi Trahern: Skill [History] [1d20–1 = 9]
Alastair Danaan: Shall we go looking for this Troyas? Or go to the Temple of Erathis?

GM: The gentle hubbub of an evening at the Stone Wyvern tavern is shattered by the crack of the front door flying off its hinges to land amid the nearest tables. Four hobgoblins rush into the bar, swords outstretched to skewer the nearest bar patrons. “For Sinruth! For the Hand!” they cry.
Thalamus shushes the barmaids and walks over to the group
Erethis: Alright, well, I suppose we should make our introductions to each other, and then get directed to the councilmen. Some of us can perhaps look into this temple matter in the morning.
Godryk: Perhaps later.. we seem to have company!
Thalamus: Theses shark-tooth fools will soon face the wrath of De Queen!
Xuande: So they really are trying to rekindle the old war..
Thalamus stretches his arms and slowly draws out his gleaming spiked chain
Ardril Tanliadin: Oh good, a warm-up.
Alastair Danaan begins to chuckle softly, drawing his dagger.
Xuande ,even with the current situation, remains calm, observing everything intently.
Godryk: quickly draws his scimitars and stands ready, marking the creatures movements.

GM: [7] [1d20 = 7]
GM: [7] [1d20 = 7]
GM: [13] [1d20 = 13]
GM: With a savage strike, the old man talking to you is cut down!
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): hobgoblin grunt 7?
Hobgoblin Grunt 4 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [10] [1d20+6 = 10]
Godryk → Initiative [22] [1d20+4 = 22]
Ardril → Initiative [17] [1d20+5 = 17]
Rich Lionnelhart → Initiative [8] [1d20+3 = 8]
Xuande: [8] [1d20 = 8]
Alastair Danaan → Initiative (+2) [20] [1d20+2 = 20]
Xuande → Initiative [23] [1d20+3 = 23]
Erethis → Initiative [5] [1d20+4 = 5]
Thalamus → Initiative [13] [1d20+1 = 13]
Dremi Trahern: Initiative [1d20+6 = 16]

[TURN] Xuande
[TURN] Godryk
Thalamus → Channel Divinity: Turn Undead (vs. Will) [18] [1d20+3 = 18]
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (vs. AC) [22] [1d20+6 = 22]
Godryk → Long Bow (vs. AC) [20] [1d20+4 = 20]
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): where did the bartender and barmaid go?
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 7
GM: [10] [1d20 = 10]
Rich Lionnelhart: [END TURN]
Rich Lionnelhart: [END TURN]

[TURN] Alastair Danaan
GM: [13] [1d20 = 13]
GM: [11] [1d20 = 11]
Alastair Danaan curses the Grunt nearest him
GM: [18] [1d20 = 18]
GM: Another human is cut down by a hobgoblin
Alastair Danaan → Dire Radiance (vs. Fort) [14] [1d20+4 = 14]
GM: The Hobgoblin is angry at you, and shouts out!
Alastair Danaan: [END TURN]
[TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 4
GM: The hobgoblin throws a nearby chair through a window
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 8
Thalamus: [END TURN]
GM: Another hobgoblin enters the room
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): this is how all the hobgoblins like to leave bars

GM: through the window, you see a dancing torch
GM: in jumps a small greenish humanoid with a torch and a sword
GM: he throws the lit torch at the heroes
[TURN] Goblin Blackblade 2
GM: [9] [1d20 = 9]
GM: [2] [1d6 = 2]
Xuande curses mildly as the torch strikes his arm and sets his robe mildly ablaze.
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 2
GM: The bartender tries to run away
GM: [15] [1d20 = 15]
GM: but he gets killed while fleeing
[TURN] Ardril Tanliadin
Rich Lionnelhart: my source of ale!
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): Is the card game still going?
GM: no
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): heck yeah it is!
GM: but they guys at the table are still trying to react
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): “dead man’s hand”

Benticore (Thalamus): trying to react?
GM: not used to goblin raids in the bar
Ardril → Magic Missile (vs. Ref) [8] [1d20+4 = 8]
Ardril → Magic Missile (vs. Ref) [14] [1d20+4 = 14]
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): trying to decide whether to scoop up the earnings as everyone’s attention is distracted
Benticore (Thalamus): so…they’re trying to find their motivation?
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): Yeah…town guard was really sleeping on the job…
Benticore (Thalamus): or is that just trying to Act?
Ardril Tanliadin: [END TURN]
GM: tripping over themselves, trying to grab money off the table
[TURN] Dremi Trahern
Dremi Trahern: Longbow (vs. AC) [1d20+6 = 8]
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 6
Dremi Trahern: [END TURN]
GM: The drunk man breaks off a chair leg (minor action) and charges the nearest hobgoblin
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): aw hell yeah!
GM: [17] [1d20 = 17]
Human Rabble: YEAH!!!!
[GM] [TURN] Goblin Blackblade 1
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): ok, I’m hiring that guy if he lives
Godryk nods in approval
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): Yeah - he should join the team.
GM: Another goblin rushes into the room, throwing a torch behind the bar

GM: F= Fire
[TURN] Thalamus
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (vs. AC) [25] [1d20+6 = 25]
GM: Damn
Thalamus slides across the floor like death moving across the ice of damnation and lashes out with his spiked chain…
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (Damage) [10] [2d4+3 = 10]
[TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 3
GM: Yet another Hobgoblin enters the room, looking to do some damage
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 4

Ardril Tanliadin looks around for a backdoor.
GM: This guy scoops up some money and runs for the door
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 8
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): So Rich is a fighter. Who’s our other one? Or is he not here?
GM: the next guy follows suit
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 1
GM: Another Grunt enters through the window
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 10
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 9
[TURN] Rich Lionnelhart
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): which one killed the barmaid?
Rich Lionnelhart pulls his longsword moves forward a few steps then cahrges the hobgoblin that killed the barmaid
Rich Lionnelhart → Longsword (vs. AC) [11] [1d20+8 = 11]
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): does the fireplace block line of sight?
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): I think we said yes…
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 6
[TURN] Erethis
Xuande: Savage looking one… I trust you wish the uglier one with a taste for fire struck down?
Xuande: This I can agree with.
Erethis: Draws sword (minor) Equips Shield (minor) Charger Hobgoblin 8
Erethis → Longsword (vs. AC) (+1) [19] [1d20+7 = 19]
Erethis: [END TURN]
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 5
GM: Grabbing the rest of the money, human rabble 5 takes off for the door
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 3
GM: This guy just hides under the table
[TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 5
GM: [4] [1d4 = 4]
GM: [16] [1d20 = 16]
[TURN] Xuande - Effects: Burning +2dam ongoing
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): fire bad!
Benticore (Thalamus): Xuande tastes like burning
Xuande → Hammer and Anvil (vs. Ref) (+3) [20] [1d20+9 = 20]
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): does he smell like hot dogs?
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): I smell buring Eladrin… smells like victory
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): brb. Xuande - make sure they get my bonus (+1) if they spend an action point
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): I need a clarification on Force Orb. The description says the secondardy attack is against adjacent /enemies/ does that mean it’s safe to use next to allies then?
Xuande → Wolf Pack Tactics (vs. AC) (+3) [16] [1d20+9 = 16]
Xuande → Wolf Pack Tactics (Damage) [11] [1d8+3 = 11]
GM: yeah, it is safr for your allies
Effect [Burning +2dam ongoing] on ‘Xuande’ allows a saving throw
[TURN] Godryk
Xuande: [11] [1d20 = 11]
Xuande: The usual warning against playing with fire is getting burned.. I guess getting sliced open is a danger too.
Godryk → Twin Strike (vs. AC) [6] [AUTOMATIC MISS] [1d20+5 = 6]
Godryk → Twin Strike (vs. AC) [9] [1d20+5 = 9]
Godryk: [END TURN]
[TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 7
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): back
GM: Attacking Rich
Hobgoblin Grunt 7 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [22] [1d20+6 = 22]
Xuande speaks a bit loudly, saying “Might I suggest we fight towards an exit if possible? Things are getting rather hot in here..”
GM: And he shifts
Rich Lionnelhart → Longsword (vs. AC) [9] [AUTOMATIC MISS] [1d20+8 = 9]
[TURN] Alastair Danaan
Alastair Danaan begins to laugh, a strange light in his eyes
Alastair Danaan → Eldritch Blast (vs. Ref) [15] [1d20+4 = 15]
Erethis: Well…that’s kind of creepy. But if it helps kill them, it’s fine by me…
Alastair Danaan → Eldritch Blast (Damage) [9] [1d10+4 = 9]
Alastair Danaan: [END TURN]
[TURN] Goblin Blackblade 2
GM: Blackblade shifts
GM: pulls and lights a torch
GM: throws it westward
GM: [1] [1d6 = 1]
GM: [4] [1d20 = 4]
GM: [1] [1d20 = 1]
Ardril Tanliadin sighs in relief.
GM: and promptly drops the torch on the table in front of him
[TURN] Ardril Tanliadin
Ardril → Magic Missile (vs. Ref) [16] [1d20+4 = 16]
Ardril → Magic Missile (Damage) [11] [2d4+4 = 11]
Ardril Tanliadin cries out in glee.
Alastair Danaan feels the power of the stars blessing his next action
Ardril Tanliadin: [END TURN]
Xuande: A good shot. Let us see another, friend magicker!
Ardril Tanliadin smiles.
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): (Void is a +1 per dead enemy to one roll your next turn. Must be used on the next turn.)
Dremi Trahern: Longbow (vs. AC) [1d20+6 = 12]
Dremi Trahern: [END TURN]
[TURN] Dremi Trahern
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): So we’re really at one defender, four leaders…? I’ll consider changing for next time if that’s going to be the case in the long run…
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 6
Ferret (Xuande): Even with one of each Warlord? That’s kind of funny. :D
Dremi Trahern: (Yeah I have a striker/defender hybrid rolled up and ready to go.)
GM: Our drunk friend spends his turn to put out the fire
[TURN] Goblin Blackblade 1
GM: The goblin moves under the table
Goblin Blackblade 1 → *Short Sword (vs. AC) [22] [1d20+5 = 22]
Goblin Blackblade 1 → *Short Sword (Damage) [7] [1d6+2 = 7]
[TURN] Thalamus
Godryk: So how did the drunk put out the fire… Unzip Pants cantrip?
Thalamus: Fang Tooth no gonna escape the big black, seen?
GM: he spent about 6 seconds pounding out the flames
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): I think my next language feat will be in the language “Thalamus”
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): does the goblin have cover under the table? can we still shoot at him and stuff?
GM: cover
GM: and partial concealment
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (vs. AC) [7] [AUTOMATIC MISS] [1d20+6 = 7]
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): Actually I didn’t pick my language yet. I need to talk to Atras about that…
Thalamus: bumbaclot! I beat you down an ting, fang tooth!
[TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 3
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): what on earth did that mean??
GM: Seeing a chance to gain an advantage
GM: with flanking, he attack Thalamus
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 4
Hobgoblin Grunt 3 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [25] [1d20+6 = 25]
Rich Lionnelhart → Power [Sure Strike]
Rich Lionnelhart → Power [Sure Strike]
GM: The humans run for the door
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 8
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 10
GM: Another Grunt enters!
Hobgoblin Grunt 10 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [10] [1d20+6 = 10]
GM: but he misses
GM: Erethis
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 9
Hobgoblin Grunt 9 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [17] [1d20+6 = 17]
[TURN] Rich Lionnelhart
4dSwissCheese (Erethis): We could use some tanking down here…
Benticore (Thalamus): what did what mean?
Rich Lionnelhart → Sure Strike (vs. AC) [17] [1d20+10 = 17]
Rich Lionnelhart → Sure Strike (Damage) [3] [1d8 = 3]
Thalamus: yoiu gotta understand, 85% of my jamaican patois I learned by playing GTA4
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): o.O I get it now
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): That’s where I learned to drive
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): Jamaica?
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): from videogames
[GM] [TURN] Hobgoblin Grunt 6
Rich Lionnelhart: [END TURN]
Benticore (Thalamus): my guys a voodoo death cleric, liquid
Hobgoblin Grunt 6 → *Longsword (vs. AC) [at Erethis] [13] [MISS] [1d20+6 = 13]
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): that’s awesome, we’re going to get on just fine.
[TURN] Erethis
Thalamus: Alastair my brudda man, true and ting!
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): man this is where the burst things would be great
Erethis → Warlord’s Favor (vs. AC) [10] [1d20+6 = 10]
Erethis → Power [Lead the Attack]
Erethis → Power [Fey Step]
Erethis: [END TURN]
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 5
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 3
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): what’s the deal on Warlord’s Curse, if we have more than one guy closest to us can we pick which we curse?
[TURN] Xuande
GM: [1] [1d4 = 1]
GM: [1] [1d8 = 1]
GM: [3] [1d4 = 3]
GM: [5] [1d8 = 5]
GM: [3] [1d8 = 3]
GM: [6] [1d8 = 6]
GM: [2] [1d4 = 2]
GM: [2] [1d4 = 2]
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): does that goblin still have cover? concealment?
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): BURNINATE!
Xuande: I think I know a wizard’s target area when I see one..
Xuande: Time to return a favor..
Xuande → Furious Smash (vs. Fort) [14] [1d20+6 = 14]
Xuande cuts only air, frowning. “Or not.”
[TURN] Godryk
[w] Xuande:
Godryk → Twin Strike (vs. AC) (+1) [10] [1d20+6 = 10]
Godryk → Twin Strike (vs. AC) [17] [1d20+5 = 17]
Godryk → Twin Strike (dmg) [2] [1d8 = 2]
Godryk → Hunters Quarry [8] [1d8 = 8]
Godryk runs past the fire pit and fires off tow arrows in rapid succession trying to strike the BlackBlade goblin.
Alastair Danaan continues to laugh wildly. The light of reason is barely remaining in his eyes.
Godryk: [END TURN]
[TURN] Alastair Danaan - Effects: +1 attack roll
Alastair Danaan curses the Blackblade
Alastair Danaan → Dreadful Word (vs. Will) (+2) [19] [1d20+6 = 19]
Alastair Danaan → Dreadful Word (Damage) [7] [2d8+4 = 7]
Benticore (Thalamus): godryk, chek to make sure your longbow is doing 1d10 instead of 1d8
Alastair Danaan → Warlock’s Curse (Damage) [3] [1d6 = 3]
[TURN] Ardril Tanliadin
Alastair Danaan: [END TURN]
Ardril Tanliadin: You overgrown frogs like to play with fire?
Ardril → Power [Wand of Accuracy]
Godryk: You’re right. I am doing 1d8 with my longbow instead of 1d10
Ardril → Scorching Burst (vs. Ref) (+3) [23] [1d20+7 = 23]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (Damage) [7] [1d6+4 = 7]
Alastair Danaan → Power [Dreadful Word]
Godryk → Power [Twin Strike]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (Damage) [9] [1d6+4 = 9]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (Damage) [5] [1d6+4 = 5]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (Damage) [10] [1d6+4 = 10]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (vs. Ref) [24] [AUTOMATIC HIT, CHECK FOR CRITICAL] [1d20+4 = 24]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (vs. Ref) [14] [1d20+4 = 14]
Ardril → Scorching Burst (vs. Ref) [21] [1d20+4 = 21]
Ardril Tanliadin bows.
Xuande: I ask for one shot, I get four. I think I like wizards.
Alastair Danaan feels the power of the stars suffuse his body, laughs in glee
Erethis: This one is useful.
Ardril Tanliadin: [END TURN]
[TURN] Dremi Trahern
Thalamus smiles at the roasted goblin flesh
Dremi Trahern: Longbow (vs. AC) [1d20+6 = 17]
Godryk → Twin Strike (Damage) [6] [1d10 = 6]
Dremi Trahern: [END TURN]
[GM] [TURN] Human Rabble 6
GM: He puts out more fire
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): Nos, is Rich a great weapon fighter?
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): define great
[TURN] Thalamus
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): Yeah, I wouldn’t have used my wand that way if I didn’t have the mechanics backwards. I thought it was one attack roll.
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): … two handed, has a good basic melee attack
Rich Lionnelhart: I swing one handed mostly.
Human Rabble: Guys, I could use help with these fires!!
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (vs. AC) [19] [1d20+6 = 19]
Thalamus → Righteous Brand (Damage) [7] [2d4+3 = 7]
GM: You have saved the remaining survivors!
GM: but the building burns
Xuande: With some water, we might save this bar..
Alastair Danaan makes sure to save the human drunk
[w] Xuande: Can I try a Diplomacy check to get the survivors to help with the fire instead of flee?
Thalamus peeks out the door to see if any more goblins are lurking about with torches in their hands and pyromania in their bastard hearts…
Alastair Danaan: Billy, I see much promise in you.
[w] Xuande: Not that Diplomacy usually is done yelling over the roar of a fire, but hopefully they don’t need much convincing.
Alastair Danaan runs out, dragging Billy with him
Erethis: exuent
Ardril Tanliadin yells, “Run people!”
Billy - Drunken guy: Good news, that was worth 580XP
Billy - Drunken guy: Bad news, you guys have to split that 8 ways
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): that’s what 5 a piece?
Alastair Danaan: Dammit Billy, we were getting on so well.
Godryk sees the fire is out of control and beats a hasty retreat out of the tavern.
Billy - Drunken guy: 73 XP each
GM: Billy, knock it off
GM: I’m the DM
GM: You each get 73 XP
Thalamus → Spiked chain [12] [1d20+3 = 12]
Alastair Danaan stands outside the bar, watching it burn.
Godryk → Twin Strike (Damage) [10] [1d10 = 10]
Alastair Danaan looks around for more members of the Red Hand.
Godryk → Twin Strike (Damage) [1] [1d10 = 1]
Ardril Tanliadin: Well, that sure made for an interesting evening.
GM: The survivors, and other local who noticed the fire
Rich Lionnelhart weeps briefly for the barbaid and ale.
GM: begin hauling buckets of water to throw on the fire
Ardril Tanliadin: And to think, I was planning on just hitting a book merchant.
Alastair Danaan rests for five minutes.
Thalamus laughs out loud at the carnage that has ensued
Billy - Drunken guy: How about a hand?
Alastair Danaan → Taking Short Rest
Godryk joins in trying to steam the spread of the fire.
Thalamus: Fear not me brudda…De Queen takes them in her busom and rocks dem to the sleepy place
Godryk stem that is..
Xuande is already assisting the townsmen in putting out the flames.
Erethis: Laughing? Really? That seems in poor taste. Though to each his own.
Rich Lionnelhart challenges the fire.
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): I just realized we forgot to say we were looting anyone…
Erethis: I’ll help with the fire. Rest later.
Ardril Tanliadin uses prestidigitation to dampen stray fires.
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): we are crummy adventurers.
Thalamus pitches in helping to put out the fire, all the while singing an ancient work chant of the Raven Queen…
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): bah, I said I was resting too early. But at this point I already said I was, so too late now.
Alastair Danaan looks longingly into the fire, a strange look in his eyes…
GM: The city guard shows up, many of them bandaged, most of them looking very haggard.  They assist in the bucket brigade
Thalamus snorts at the city guard
Erethis: Looks like you folks had it even worse than us.
GM: One of the Guardsmen speaks to a few of the townsfolk
Billy - Drunken guy: Those are the guys what killed the buggers
Thalamus: If I be killing fang tooths that be spillin all me beer an ting, do I be gettin guard pay now?
Alastair Danaan: Thanks very much, my good man.
Xuande: I had hoped this was isolated.. a bar being goblins’ only target wouldn’t be a big surprise.
Alastair Danaan: This gentleman did for one of them by himself, without even a proper weapon.
Guardsman: Not isolated at all; they hit all over the city… never seen them so coordinated
Xuande: I feared as much from the story your faces and bandages tell.
Guardsman: not even all those years ago
Alastair Danaan: They shouted something about the Red Hand…
Rich Lionnelhart: they… they kill the barmaid, and I hadn’t even gotten to know her name yet!
Xuande: These lot mentioned the Hand when they struck. You know better than outsiders such as we what this likely portends.
GM: there is shouting coming from the north
Godryk: What makes them so bold as to attack the city?
Guardsman: They had banners this time
Guardsman: I was at the Hall
Xuande looks to the north.
Xuande: What new devilry is this?
Alastair Danaan: Oh dear, I wonder what that ruckus is? Well, I’d better go find out.
Ardril Tanliadin: Maybe we should look to that?
Guardsman: they took the captain of the guard
Ferret (Xuande): Is the fire out? Or mostly?
Guardsman: his son tried to stop them… only 9 years old
Erethis: Oh dear. Truly a tragedy.
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): let it burn! AH HA HA HA
Rich Lionnelhart prepares his fighting gear for battle and runs towards the commotion to avenge his lady love.
Thalamus: Come on my bruddas…clarin is iminent under de north star!
Thalamus heads north
Xuande: We will investigate the commotion. Please remain here, as you are injured.
Alastair Danaan follows the warrior in heavy armor, whistling a happy tune
Guardsman: they looted the Hall of Great Valor
Godryk moves toward the commotion as well.
Xuande pats the speaking guard on the shoulder and adds, “We’ll take care of this, don’t worry.”
Xuande heads off to the north.
GM: to the north, you see a strange sight
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): oh god not the dancing elephants again!
Alastair Danaan: We’ll see about getting all that fancy loot back for you!
GM: They’re fleeing a curious sight: a full-grown ogre pulling a wagon by a yoke around its waist. The ogre holds a cask in one hand and a massive club in the other. Riding atop the wagon are two hobgoblins with bows.
Liquidmantis (Ardril Tanliadin): to be continued…
Alastair Danaan: oh dear… doesn’t seem to be the welcome wagon at all.
Thalamus: lookada siza that nasty ting dere
Nosferatu (Rich Lionnelhart): someone trying to outdo my bad puns?
King Mob (Alastair Danaan): YES! I have outdone your bad puns.
Campaign saved.