The fog is fairly thick on the river. You take a break from the oars to look back one last time.  Behind you lie the walls of Korvosa.  From here nothing looks different.  The walls stand as they usually do.  High.  Forbidding.  Behind them you can make out a few high roofs and towers.

But that is all just a trick of the night.  It's too dark to see that those roofs are burned. That those towers are broken.  There aren't any fires raging in the city tonight, so there's no billowing cloud of smoke rising above it all.  These days, that in and of itself is the sign of a peaceful night in Korvosa.

Tarrov and the Chamberlain saw you out through the Akronas private dock. Tarrov knew of a small pier used by smugglers across the river, so that's your destination.  You scrounged what goods you could from the Arkona estate.  The servants must have been spying on the whole thing somehow.  When you went back inside, you found they had already looted the estate and were gone.

Typical.

Chandanar sighs and turns back to rowing.  He seems tired, but he has spent the last twelve hours healing you and breaking curses.  So he probably is due a little weariness.  He says in a fairly dull voice, Just to make sure I got everything, we're going to the Cinderlands to try to find this Thousand Bones guy you helped before.  Right?  The name 'Thousand Bones' means nothing to you Zuni.  But both Selvin and Izzick remember the Cinderland shaman who owes you a debt.  The two of you and Tarrick had entered the lair of a necromancer to rescue the body of a fallen barbarian prince for both Thousand Bones and the Korvosan Watch.  That seems so long ago.  You know you'll have to travel north.  But more than that none of you have much knowledge of.  Somehow, somewhere along the way, you'll need to pick up the necessary intel to find Thousand Bones and his clan, the Skoan-Quah.

Well.  At least you don't have to worry about the Queen's crazed killers coming after you.  You hope.

Chandanar stops and points.  Is that the dock ahead?

You look in the direction he's pointing.  From Tarrov's description, it seems to be your target.  A small river port with three docks, set back from the main body of the river on a small rock outcropping.  Oddly there are no lights on in the two buildings built to one side of the dock.  It is late.  And these are supposed to be smugglers.  But you would think there would be someone up still.

Lots of info thrown at you right there.  Let me know what questions come up.  Thanks

In reply to The Dealer (msg # 1):

Your boat glides forward.

There are two piers running off a central platform.  A rowboat is tied to the eastern one.  The western one has a stack of crates at one end.

A stairwell runs up from the platform to a clearing on the bank.  Two buildings sit on opposite sides of the clearing.  A larger one, probably a warehouse, has a large sliding door at one end. More crates are stacked up against the other end of the warehouse.  The other building has a sign set up outside.  Moonlight spilling across it allows you to read the name 'High End Life'.  A tavern maybe?

No one seems to be about.

Selvin was uncharacteristically quiet on the way to the boat and during the boat ride. He seemed lost in his own thoughts, perhaps thinking about the person they were going to meet. The guy had been...creepy and intense, and he was worried that the barbarians might not wait to see that they weren't enemies before attacking.

He nodded to Chandanar's summing up. "That's about the size of it, yes."

Selvin gave another nod and took to the air, carefully so as not to overturn the boat. He landed on the dock and walked a bit ahead of where the boat would be arriving just to make sure nothing was going to jump out at them. But then he turned back to catch a rope if tossed so he could tie the boat up.

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 3):

As Selvin lands, a raccoon goes scuttling away from the crates.  As you approach you can see one of the crates has broken open.  It was full of apples.  Now the apples are withered, brown, and moldy.  A smell of cider wafts from them.

Chandanar hefts some of your bags onto the dock as the elf ties off the boat.  He glances at the apple mess and mutters softly, You'd think someone woulda cleaned that up.  Assuming anyone was around to.  He glances towards the buildings.  Still.  Seems odd someone would leave apples here.  Smuggling them into the city would bring a good price these days

Zuni had sat comfortably in the bow of the small boat, leisurely dipping her hand over the side and into the water.  It wasn't often that she had a chance to get out of Korvosa.  It wasn't as though there was anything out here for her.  Occasionally she would look back at Selvin, who seemed oddly quiet.  What could weigh so heavily on his mind, she wondered.

"Is there anything that you all want to tell me about this Thousand Bones person?" she asked as the boat was pulled up to the dock.  Zuni hopped off of the boat and tied one of the lines to the dock.  She frowned at the mess left of the apples. "What a waste of good apples.  Seems awfully quiet about..."

"Honestly, I'm not too sure myself. I was one of the folk they rescued from the necromancer - I wasn't really privy to who sent them or why, however." Izzick stood up onto the dock, looking towards Korvosa as long as it was visible. It felt like any moment the whole place would go up in flames or be the site of a second starfall or any other number of calamities. "It would have to be Selvin who tells you any more detail than what we did."

The boat is tied off.  Chandanar mumbles something while working his prayer beads.  I don't pick up on anyone living around.  I think we're safe to poke around.  Though I think if we follow the river upstream, we might find a more...uh...'living' trade post.  We could get directions and supplies there.

Selvin looked thoughtful for a long moment before he spoke up to Zuni's question. "After...Lamm....we were working with the City Guard. One o'the things we did involved Thousand Bones. He was part of a...what'd ya call it....diplomatic envoy?...Anyway, his nephew was the chieftain's son an' apparently not only got killed in the city but the body somehow got sold t'a necromancer!!" He shook his head in disbelief and disgust.

"So we got sent in t'the necromancer's lair, which was SO much fun!" Obvious sarcasm there. "We not only got the body back but picked up a certain half-orc spellcaster while we were in there. We returned the body t'Thousand Bones. I mean, all in all, a lil' creepy older guy decked out in bones but he was reasonable enough t'let us go in an' handle it rather than like start a diplomatic incident or anything. An'...he said he was in our debt afterwards which is why we have t'go see 'im specifically."

Zuni let all of what Selvin had said sink in.  "So he's not likely to try and skewer us as soon as we walk in the front door.  I can live with that." she mused.  The docks seemed to be deserted and some scavenger part of her wanted to check the around and see what they could loot.  Old habits really die hard.  "Since we're here, let's take a look around.  I'm not one to pass up a chance to...acquire...supplies."

Keeping an eye out, Zuni started up the dock.

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 9):

As you suspected, the larger building seems to be a warehouse.  The door is broken open, the thick padlock which once secured it is ripped into two pieces and laying on the ground.

A sign in front of the other building reads Orl's Worms n' Such  Below those words are printed Beer and Fresh Fried Fish.  There are no lights inside but the building seems intact.

Which one first?

Selvin, while his eyes were drawn to the word Beer, he immediately moved in to check the warehouse first. He could see in the dark so he put up no light to start with, just for a moment before his allies joined him to see if there was anything.

14:02, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 21 using 1d20+13.  Perception.

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 11):

Peering through the spaces in the partly broken door, you can see the warehouse was ransacked. Crates appear to have been clawed open or were thrown against the wall.  Scratch marks on the walls show it was definitely a beast that did it, though they would have rather large claws.

There are a few crates that appear undamaged.

There seems to be no one or nothing around

Zuni, who could not see in the dark, produced a torch and prepared to light it but paused.  "I don't suppose anyone has a nice Light spell that I can borrow."  she asked.  "Do you see anything of interest, Selvin?"

Selvin thought that seemed very suspicious. He pulled back out and said, "Yes." He cast Light on piece of debris and then tossed it to Zuni.

"And yes." He nodded towards the warehouse's insides. "It's been ransacked, like by somethin' with claws. Big claws." He shook his head. "There're a few undamaged crates in there. Best check for traps."

Zuni caught the glowing piece of debris and stepped up to the door beside Selvin.  "That sounds like my cue.  The traps not the claws."  She gave Selvin a wry grin.  "I'll leave the claws to you and your glowing friend."

Zuni checked the door and, baring any potential traps, gave one last look back towards the others and then pushed it open.

OOC:
Rolling Perception and Disable Device ahead of time, just in case.
Perception -> 22
Disable Device ->26

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 15):

If the door did have traps, they went off when who- or whatever mooked through the first time.

The crates contain some interesting goodies.  Dried apricots.  Salt packed smoked salmon.  Some mushrooms that you don't know the name of but are probably worth a hundred coins an ounce.  These smugglers seem to have been moving high end groceries.

You do find a serviceable looking heavy cross bow.  And one of crates has probably enough crossbow bolts to last you the rest of your life.  Three hundred of them maybe.  The bolts looks fairly high end.  Consider them masterwork.

There's a note in the bolt box.  For shipment/Paid.  To C. Lander

Otherwise, that seems to be it for the warehouse.

The food stuffs were a surprise find, especially with the pile of rotting apples outside.  Zuni picked up one of the dried apricots and took a bite to see if it was still any good.  She then sniffed at the dried salmon.  Oh, how nice a meal this would all make, she thought as her mouth started to water a little.  After all that time scrounging for supplies in Korvosa, this was an unbelievable find and she wanted to take it all.  She could think of a few townsfolk who would love to make a meal of all of this, including herself.

Zuni hefted the crossbow and felt the weight of the weapon.  It was certainly heavier than her bow and felt more unwieldy.  From the looks of it though it might be able to give her bow some competition, not that her bow was anything special.  Resting the crossbow against the crate, she next pulled out one of the bolts and examined it in the magical light.  She let out an appreciative whistle. "Nice quality.  This is not something that I would expect to be lying around in such numbers."

She looked back at the others.  "It would be a real shame to leave this here.  Anyone want a crossbow?  Izzick?  Chandanar?"

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 17):

Chandanar shrugs.  I suppose I can carry it if no one else wishes to.  I need the workout.

The apricot is still good.  So is the salmon.

In reply to The Dealer (msg # 18):

Did ya'll want to investigate the other building?  Or move on?  Thanks

Zuni hands the crossbow to Chandanar, along with a handful of bolts.  She was pretty sure that he could gather up as many as he needed.  She went back to the crate with the apricots and took another handful to munch on.  They were too tasty and sweet for her to pass up.  Some of the salmon along with more of the apricot disappeared unapologetically into her pack.

"Let's check out the next building."  she said, her words slightly muffled from her chewing on the dried fruit.  "Anyone else want some?  The fruit and fish are still good.  Spoils of the adventure and all that."

Selvin frowned in thought as he stared at the words. "C. Lander." He glanced at the group questioningly. "C. Lander? That ring a bell with anyone?"

He gave a nod to Zuni. "Sure. Next buildin' 'fore we move on suits me jus' fine." He took the lead up until they reached the entrance and then gave Zuni time and room to check it for traps.

12:03, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 15 using 1d20+13.  Perception for traps.

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 21):

The tavern, since that's what it seems to function as, seems much more intact than the warehouse.  It is roughly an L shape, with the main door in the middle of the long section.  The back end is probably the kitchen and private quarters.  It looks like there is a separate entrance around the side.

As you get closer, you can pick up an odd smell.  Sadly, it's one you've all become used to in the past month.  The scent of decaying bodies.  You would guess there will be quite a charnel house inside.

It seems to be coming from beyond the main door, which you would assume leads into the bar and common room.

"I think I'll pass on any food we find laying around," though he wasn't entirely sure how much better food found in the city would be. As they began to go through the door, it became all more apparent why the food had never been delivered in the first place. "Plague again? Or our predator from outside?"

Zuni wrinkled her nose at the foul smell and then had to cover her nose.  "A Predator would be easier to deal with but I'd prefer if it was neither.  Best be on our toes regardless."  She replied, slowly cracking open the main door to peer inside.

OOC:
Perception ->13 (the smell is making  her eyes water)

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 24):

If it was the plague, it was a very fastidious strain of the virus.  The bodies have been neatly stacked along the bar.

It appears a fight broke out.  It's tough to tell, what with all the watery eyes and dim moonlight, but you would guess the fight was about a week ago.  The dead men and women were probably the owners, servants, and guests of the post.  There are twelve of them in total.

The rest of the room is filled with broken tables and chairs, dried blood stains thick enough to mistake for garish carpeting, and other remnants.

Selvin was thinking that for once it was not such a great thing to be able to see in both darkness and dim light with equal ability. His nose wrinkled a bit from where he was situated inside his other-wordly ally. He frowned at the carnage and shook his head, letting out a sigh.

"Stupid bloody waste."

He looked around just to see if he could tell what had done this or if there were any interesting clues, but he didn't want to spend a lot of time doing so. They had better things to do, unfortunately.

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 26):

You poke around...


The people were killed with sharp objects.  At first you think they might have been claws of some wild animal, but you dismiss that.  They look more like the marks of someone with a clawed cestus.  A couple of people died of sword blows and one shows signs of poisoning...you even find the blow dart on the back of his neck...but most of the carnage was by someone who has an identity crisis with a badger.

Under the rubble from one of the tables you find a red glove.  A mark is on it.  One you've come to love so well.  The Red Mantis.  Your friends in the death cult were here before you.

Chandanar pokes a thumb at the guys on the bar.  Did you wanna ask one of them what happened?  We have that scroll that would let us talk to dead people.
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Selvin rocked back on his heels. A grimace stretched his face as he finished his search. His voice was quiet when he spoke again. "I know what happened here. These people were killed." He swung his head to look at Chandanar. "By Red Mantis assassins."

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 28):

Chandanar clicks his tongue and looks at the bodies.  Those guys again.  They were at that underground place where the Plague was being made.  I guess it's safe to say they're working with the Queen, huh?

Zuni steps closer to look at the mark on the glove.  "...red mantis..." she said thoughtfully.  "I don't think that I've ever seen a Red Mantis."  Frowning, she went over to one of the bodies and started to examine it.  Not knowing much of the Red Mantis beyond rumours and the whisperings of old women, Zuni was curious to see the evidence of these assassins.

"Why would Red Mantis slaughter everyone in a tavern?" Zuni looked back at the others.  "Maybe we should ask one of the dead for a little more information."

Chandanar shrugs and reaches into a pouch, pulling out this and that before settling on a scroll tube.  He unrolls it, studies it a second, and then nods.  I think we'll get be able to get four questions out of them with this supplication.

He studies the bodies a moment.  He nods at one that seems better dressed.  He might be the owner.  Or a merchant.  That one... he nods at another body which seems to be equipped with the best armor.  ...is probably the best warrior out of all of them.  At least by appearances.  So he may have noticed something about the group's tactics or some such.  And she... he indicates the body of what you guess would be the tavern's server.  ...may have been pretty observant.  At least I think anyone who has to sling drinks in a place like this would have to be to stay healthy.  You guys decide which one we want to talk to.  I'd suggest since we have four questions and there's four of us, we each ask one question.  Fair enough?
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Selvin gave a shrug at Zuni. "Why would Red Mantis be workin' with the Queen's forces as well? Who knows, other than maybe bein' paid."

He frowned in thought at Chandanar's laying out of what they had available and how they should choose from. He looked over each for a long moment, then gave another shrug. "I vote the server, personally."

Chandnar nods and studies the scroll a moment.  He then starts to chant.

The air inside the room turns a bit colder.  Chandanar's breath puffs out in small clouds.  At the end of his chant, one of those clouds wafts away from him and settles on the lips of the dead woman.  It sinks into her mouth and after a moment, you hear a faint wheezing noise, as if her breathing was labored, though there is no sign of her chest rising or falling or color returning to her slashed cheeks.

Chandanar leans over and says distinctly, What did the people who did this to you look like?

After a moment the wheezing becomes more rhythmic.  You can hear the sound of a woman's voice, distant like she was not in the room, but not far away either.  Almost as if maybe she was standing just behind you.

Woman...with spear.  Four men.  Red.  Had steel claws.  Another woman.  With teeth.

Chandanar glances up at you all, waiting for the next question.

In reply to The Dealer (msg # 33):

Any other questions?  If not, we'll move on.  Thanks.

Zuni watched the spell take effect with undisguised fascination.  They were temporarily reviving someone to speak with them and that was not something that was seen every day.

"Did they say anything?  Maybe give a hint as to why they were killing folk here?"

"We could try asking if they know what the assassins were after," Izzick said, "Just in case our assassin friends remained silent during the entire ordeal." The dead might know more details about their own deaths than even their assassins.

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 35):

Chandanar relays the questions on.

They kept asking if the Certain Ones had come through.  The green one in robes.  The dwarf.  The silver hair.  The glowing elf demon.  The woman with a sword.  The snarky priest.

I heard the woman with spear tell the woman with teeth they had to hurry on.  That they would find the Cinderlander.  That they would set the trap.

The woman with teeth said back that they needed to destroy the whipped one as well.

They want to silence the many boned.

Chandanar waits to see if she says anything else and shrugs.  The dead aren't known for being coherent in their replies.

"She was coherent enough."  Zuni chuckled mirthlessly and looked over at Selvin.  "So you're a glowing Elf Demon, eh?  Sounds more impressive than Woman With a Sword.  I must not make enough of an impression."

"So they were looking for us.  I don't think that I like that."  Zuni frowned as she looked around the room.  "Not in the least.  Hey, Cinderlander.  That could be C. Lander that was written on the crates."

"Green one in robes isn't all that much better," Izzick said, but he agreed. "If they're looking for us, we'll have to make sure we find them first. They're going for the Cinderlander, then that's who we need to look for again as well." With a cursory glance with detect magic, Izzick gave the room a final search before he looked to his companions to see if they were ready to continue on to finding the man who was quickly becoming the Cinderland's most wanted man.

Selvin grinned at Zuni despite the circumstances. "I DO tend t'make an impression. Everybody's after me, like all the time. It's almost tirin' really." He chuckled. "though technic'ly I'm a half-elf but that's neither here nor there."

Then he turned serious for a moment. "They're setting a trap, likely for us. Oh joy." He frowned. "Well, Many Boned is likely Thousand Bones, who we're goin' t'see, so that's bad. Whipped One? And THE Cinderlander? As in specific one or as in...like...just in general...the people or whatever?" He shook his head. "Too many questions the dead can't answer."

He looked to Chandanar. "How long ago did the assassins leave?"

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 40):

Chandanar nods and poses the question.  How long?  I am barely cold.  I had thought death would be colder.  Not cold at all.

Chandanar looks at her body.  I think she means not all that long.  She probably lost track of time, but doesn't think it was long.  A little over a day I think due to the-

He doesn't get to finish as from outside there comes a huge, roaring, oddly familiar bellow.

And then the front door smashes open as Belgar of all people comes charging through.

Over his shoulder you can see a few Red Mantis assassins jumping to the ground from the roof.

And now we have Belgar back.  And several Red Mantis assassins hot on his trail.  So...init then.  I am going on a 12.  You can see 4 assassins over Belgar's shoulder

Belgar, skinned in bark, skids to a hault in the middle of the room and turns back towards the shattered door.  That was lucky!, he grunts as a sly grin spreads across his gnarly wooden face.  Lifting his shield and rapier he roars, Draw yer weapons Lads!  They're comin'!

21:20, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 13 using 1d20+6.  initiative.
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Selvin was fully engrossed in the dead conversation. Well, speaking with dead, not a conversation going nowhere. They were getting useful information.

And then they were interrupted! Selvin blinked a few times. "Belgar?" His eyes narrowed. "An' y'brought company? More people t'question. Keep at least one alive, yah?"

10:54, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 7 using 1d20+3.  Initiative.

The assassins were still close.  A day is not that much...

Zuni whirled around as she heard the roar and the crashing of the door.  "Belgar?" she said, surprise in her voice for she had thought her Dwarves companion had yet to recover from the Arkonas venture. Here he was though, and he was not alone.  Zuni drew her blade.  "At least you saved us the trouble of having to look for the killers."

OOC:
Initiative -> 18

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 44):

The Reds outside, five of them visible, stop before following Belgar into the room. They seem to want you to come to them.

Also, one of them seems to have a wand of some type in his hand. He's raising it up to point at you...

Please state your actions and rolls. Five of them standing outside the busted in door, one with a wand pointing towards you. All are within 45'

Izzick looked confused, he'd been certain the Dwarf had died, but with his hands casting he began his spell as the mob formed for them. It had come to him recently - and his cursed blood quickly began to empower his tattoos to form two electrical orbs in front of him. Each moved forward into the crowd.

Let's try out my new spell: Ball Lightning

I summon two ball lightnings for 10 rounds. If a globe enters a space with a creature, it stops moving for the round and deals 3d6 points of electricity damage to that creature, though a successful Reflex save negates the damage. Creatures wearing metal armor take a -4 penalty on this Saving Throw.

So hitting two creatures. If any of them are wearing metal, I'll go for them first, otherwise one at the caster and one at someone else from the 5. Reflex Save DC20 (-4 penalty if metal armor)
19:36, Today: Izzick rolled 7 using 3d6.  Damage 1.
19:37, Today: Izzick rolled 10 using 3d6.  Damage 2.

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In reply to Izzick (msg # 46):

The globes arc from Izzick's hand and slam into the two indicated Reds.  The one with the wand grunts a bit and raises his wand again.

Next?

Belgar pauses and reaches into a pouch, pulling out a pinch of black powder.  With a flourish of his hands, he mumbles an incantation and the bark falls away from his flesh revealing his skin with the color and texture of rough iron.  The statuesque dwarf then roars and launches himself towards the door!

Cast ironskin. Cumulative AC 30.
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In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 48):

Anyone else?

The other Reds launch a barrage of darts towards you...

Sadly they aren't very good shots.  Or happily they aren't very good shots.  It would depend on the point of view.

Two bounce harmlessly off Belgar.  A third lodges in Izzick's sleeve.

Ya'lls go

Seeing the Red with the wand, Zuni immediately changed her tactics.  She wasn't going to wait for them to come to her, not when that wand could unleash any sort of spell.  Unfortunately the Red clad opponent was too far for her to throw a dagger at him, which left one weapon with which she could reach out and slap him with.

In a blur of motion, Zuni sheathed her blade and unslung her Composite Longbow.  She pulled two arrows from her small quiver attached to her pack and drew, aiming at the opponent with the wand.

OOC:
2 x arrows at Wand Red -> 27, 27 (potential crib on second shot)
Second shot confirmation -> 21
Damage 1st shot -> 6
Damage 2nd shot -> 2 (11 if crib confirms)

Belgar charges boldly out the door to the nearest assassin and unleashes a flurry of slashes and bashes.

21:51, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 19 using 1d20+15.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
21:53, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 11 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

21:52, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 20 using 1d20+16.  Shield Bash attack.
21:53, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 10 using 1d4+8.  Shield Bash damage.

21:52, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 21 using 1d20+10.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
21:53, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 13 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

The orbs continued to move on their own as Izzick began his next incantation while electricity clung to those that the orbs struck. Then as he pointed his finger tip at the wand user and rays of burning fire flew toward the mage with burning ferocity.

Orbs will go for the same targets -
11:36, Today: Izzick rolled 12 using 3d6.  Damage 1.
11:36, Today: Izzick rolled 11 using 3d6.  Damage 2.

Scorching Ray (ranged touch attacks) against the guy with the wand:
11:41, Today: Izzick rolled 24 using 1d20+7.  Ray 1.
11:42, Today: Izzick rolled 12 using 4d6+1.

11:41, Today: Izzick rolled 15 using 1d20+7.  Ray 2.
11:42, Today: Izzick rolled 22 using 4d6+1.

In reply to Izzick (msg # 52):

The Reds go scattering as you all variously smash into them.  The one with the wand tosses it aside as he takes a blow, pulling a blade as he makes skizzing sounds from Izzick's globe.

Zuni's arrows take one of them down, with one of her shots striking through the Red's left eye.

Belgar bashes into the closest one and turns him to goo.  As the opponent goes down, the other Reds fall back.  Suddenly, from above, two crossbow bolts slam into the dwarf's back.  They bounce away harmlessly.

Belgar, you can see there are six men on the roof.  Two are taking pot shots at you.  The others seem to be moving to the other side of the building...

Selvin shook his momentary surprise and flew out and then upwards, wings beating furiously, him and his ally both roaring as they flew at the ones on the roof. The conjoined combatant lashed out with their natural attacks at two of the red mantis assassins crouching near one another on the roof.

OOC: Flying to the ones on the roof and attacking 2 of them. Hit the 1st assassin AC 17 for 15 damage. Hit the 2nd assassin AC 21 for 11 damage.

11:32, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 17,13,12,21,10 using d20+10,d20+10,d20+10,d20+10,d20+5. Power attack on 2 red mantis on roof.
11:34, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 15,11 using 2d6+8,2d6+8.  Damage for the 17 and 21 if they hit.

Selvin and Zac come roaring out through the door and towards the roof.  They manage to drive two of the Reds towards the corner of the roof.  Both of them are bleeding furiously.  They launch a counter offensive.  One of them manages to stab Zac.  9 pts Selvin

One of the others on the roof reloads his crossbow, while the other follows his compatriots to and over the other side of the roof.  There are now only three on the roof.  Two attacking Selvin and one reloading a crossbow. The others jumped off the other side of the roof, presumably to launch some kind of pincer maneuver

The one who had the wand charges the front door as another moves to intercept Belgar

Selvin, I counted your attack for the last round.  Please go again.  Same for the rest of ya'll.  Thanks.

Selvin let out a hearty but savage sounding chuckle as one of the assassins hit him. He grinned fiercely and launched in to another set of attacks on them, electricity crackling all around him as fangs, claws and tail stinger lashed out.

OOC: Attacking the same 2 red mantis as they are in melee I believe.
Hit AC 25 for 18 damage. Hit AC 26 for 14 damage.
Hit AC 21 for 17 damage. Hit AC 18 for 12 damage.

16:42, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 25,26,21,11,18 using d20+10,d20+10,d20+10,d20+10,d20+5.  Power attack on same 2 red mantis on roof.
16:43, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 18,14,17,12 using 2d6+8,2d6+8,2d6+8,2d6+8.  Damage if they hit.

Belgar eyes the approaching assassin with a grin.  Feeling like making an example of this one, he lowers his defenses and spreads his arms out to receive his attack. Offering his flat footed AC of 26 Should he survive, Belgar will attempt to send this one flying into the back of the wand wielder.

22:05, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 31 using 1d20+15.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
22:07, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 12 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

22:06, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 36 using 1d20+16.  Shield Bash attack.
22:06, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 33 using 1d20+16.  Shield Bash crit check.
22:07, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 11 using 1d4+8.  Shield Bash damage. (22 crit)
22:23, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 32 using 1d20+12.  Free Bull Rush.
22:25, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 31 using 1d20+12.  Free Bull Rush crit check.

22:07, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 22 using 1d20+10.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
22:08, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 12 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

Should he succeed in this gutsy maneuver, he will roar!  Are you not entertained!?

22:28, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 27 using 1d20+10.  Intimidate.

Zuni pulls out two more arrows and lets them fly at the Red with the wand.  "We need one alive!"  She shouts, hoping to be heard over the fighting.  Keeping one of these reds alive to be questioned would help answer those burning questions about why there were assassins waiting for them.

OOC:
Two arrows at Wand Red ->31, 27 to hit (27 is a potential crit)
Confirm Critical -> 20
Damage -> 4, 3 (9 if crit confirms)

Swirling around the battlefield, the electric orbs continued to chase down enemies on the ground.

12:00, Today: Izzick rolled 10 using 3d6.  Damage 1.
12:00, Today: Izzick rolled 14 using 3d6.  Damage 2.

Izzick himself focused on conjuring forth another spell, the fight turning in their favor but there were more than the initial attackers now. As his hand pointed out the door, orbs of arcane energy struck at the assassins.

Magic Missile at the ones on the roof. 1 at each of the ones attacking Selvin, 3 at the crossbow wielder.

12:13, Today: Izzick rolled 5 using 1d4+1.  MM1.
12:14, Today: Izzick rolled 3 using 1d4+1.  MM2.
12:14, Today: Izzick rolled 10 using 3d4+3. MM 3-5.

In reply to Izzick (msg # 59):

Interesting move Belgar

The two Reds on the roof come apart under Selvin's various appendages of doom. Izzick's 3 glowing missiles slam into the sniper, knocking him off his aim him onto his back. Meanwhile the wizard's sizzling globes bounce off the backs of their targets, sending the smell of charred flesh eating 8nto the air.

The Wand Red goes Erk as Zuni's find his chest znd throat. He then goes flying as anot her Red hurdles into his back courtesy of Belgar

It is then there is a tavern shaking KA-BOOM, sending an intense wave of heat and flying debris into Zuni and Izzick's backs...

It seems at least one of the Reds that jumped to the ground on the other side of the tavern has a bit more umph than these others. Because someone just blew a hole in that wall.

Zuni and Izzick, 14 pts dam/Reflex save for half. Selvin and Belgar, you hear it and see it but are not directly effected. Wand and Belgar's Bouncy-Toy Red are prone but alive. Crossb9w is only living Red on roof with Selvin. Other Reds are out of sight on the other side of the exploded tavern wall. For the moment. Selvin would have to go over the roof on that side to get to them. Belgar would have to either run around the side of the building or charge back inside and through the hole in the wall. Zuni and Izzick can trunk to face the hole in the wall. Best guess is three or more Reds outside the hole in the wall.

Belgar gasps at the explosion and charges back through the tavern and into the new opening created by the blast.  As he runs past the two assassins on the ground he roars, STAY DOWN!!!

12:52, Today: Izzick rolled 8 using 1d20+5.  Reflex for half. Unfortunately it probably won't matter, but if the heat's a fire effect, I get +2 to the save.


The singing heat wave made the sorcerer recoil, but as he regained his composure he looked for the source of the blast. With a flick of his finger, he sent the electrically charged orbs to the newly exposed hole, hoping to hit one of the assassins that remained unseen on the other side.

Direct the orbs outside the hole. If they can make it/hit anything, here's the damage:

12:58, Today: Izzick rolled 13 using 3d6.  Damage 1.
12:58, Today: Izzick rolled 15 using 3d6.  Damage 2.


Then I'm going to pull a scroll from my bag

In reply to Izzick (msg # 62):

What scroll Izzy?

Zuni stumbled forward as shards of wood shot past her, propelled by the mysterious explosion.  Shaking her head clear, she glanced back over her shoulder at the new opening.  Belgae rushed passed her a moment later, roaring.

"...okay...fine..." she muttered, throwing her bow across her back and drawing her sword.  She chased after Belgar.

OOC:
Reflex save ->19

Thought I put it, but guess not - Scorching Ray

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 64):

The smoke is clearing quickly Belgar and Zuni.  From above you can hear what sounds like Selvin finishing off the last of the Roof Reds.  Izzick's glowing, crackly spheres rush past to land on one Red who was rising up to strike the plucky Swords Woman in the back.

On the other side of the wall, you see three more Reds.  Two have positioned themselves between you and the last one, who probably is their leader.  The Leader Red raises his hands and begins chanting something arcane.

Izzy you have your scroll.  Selvin, I am assuming you incapacitated the crossbow Red on the roof.  Your rolls are good.  So you have your captive. 
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"I've got the caster."  Zuni says to Belgar as she runs towards the chanting Red assassin.  She threw herself into a cartwheel, spinning hand over foot between the two red.  As soon as she was on her feet, Zuni reached out a hand to grab the caster.

OOC:
Acrobatics -> 26 to dodge between the two Reds
Grapple Check on the Caster -> 17

Belgar nods to Zuni as she runs passed, then rushes the assassin on the right.

21:12, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 29 using 1d20+15.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
21:13, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 9 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

21:12, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 22 using 1d20+16.  Shield Bash attack.
21:13, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 10 using 1d4+8.  Shield Bash damage.

21:13, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 22 using 1d20+10.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
21:14, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 14 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 68):

Zuni leans forward and lithely wheels between the two guards.  One of them moves to strike her in passing, but Belgar's rapier and shield convince at least his sternum to pay attention to what's happening ahead of him and not behind him.

As the other Red guard manages a blow on the plucky dwarf's shoulder, Always wanted to say 'plucky dwarf'.  Belgar, take 9 pts dam, the Leader Red stops his incantation, stepping backwards to stay just out of the plucky swordswoman's reach.

Belgar's eyes widen at the assassin who drew his blood.  "That's it lad!"  as Belgar had never been hit through his iron skin before, it was a bit surprising.  He turns and lays into him with the enhanced excitement of facing a worthy foe.

06:57, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 21 using 1d20+15.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
06:58, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 11 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

06:57, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 18 using 1d20+16.  Shield Bash attack.
06:59, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 9 using 1d4+8.  Shield Bash damage.

06:58, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 21 using 1d20+10.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
06:59, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 13 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

"...fine...I was trying to be nice..." Zuni mutters.  She shifts her weight and lets loose with a pair of kicks, trying to drive her boots into Red.

OOC:
Unarmed Attack 1 -> 27
Damage -> 5 (non-lethal)

Unarmed Attack 2 -> 23
Damage -> 8 (non-lethal)

In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 70):

The Red directly in front of you sidesteps your shield Belgar.  He takes the two sword hits though.  He manages to slash at your skin, but his blade bounces off.  In other words, no crits this time  But he remains standing.

Meanwhile, Red Leader makes a rather satisfying Oooff.  Ugh sound as your heels drive into him Zuni.  He throws a punch which catches you in the gut.  But you saw it coming and flexed those abs.  3 pts dam.  Non lethal

The second guard and tries to land a blow on Belgar but only manages to swing at empty air.

Your turn

As Izzick moves towards the opening, now standing behind the Dwarf and the quick duelist, he unfurled the scroll and began to read while the electrical orbs continued their pattern. They wouldn't last much longer, but hopefully neither would the assassins. Shocking balls of lightning struck at the opponents of Belgar while Zuni's foe had a stream of fire soaring towards him.

00:36, Today: Izzick rolled 12 using 1d20+7. Scorching Ray at the Leader guy
Scorching Ray is a touch attack though so I'll roll damage
00:36, Today: Izzick rolled 19 using 4d6. Damage

Orbs will go for the ones on Belgar from the sides/behind
00:37, Today: Izzick rolled 8 using 3d6.  Orb 1.
00:37, Today: Izzick rolled 6 using 3d6.  Orb 2.

Zuni lashed out with another pair of kicks aimed at the leader Red.  "Ain't going so well for you.  Might as well just give it up."

OOC:
Unarmed Attack 1 -> 26
Damage -> 11 (non-lethal)

Unarmed Attack 2 -> 21
Damage -> 2 (non-lethal)

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 74):

Red Leader says in a tone of burning hate, Never!  I live and die for the Mantis  Then of course he catches fire...so.  Yeah.

Zuni's heels of justice strike his pec and then his gut as his shoulder goes up in flames thanks to Izzick's beam.  He yelps and forgets what he's doing, slapping at the burning red mask that is trying to burn his face.

The glowing orbs smack into Belgar's opponents, making them chatter their teeth.  But amazingly they both remain upright.

Belgar, make your attack as you need to.  Zuni and Izzick, the leader is distracted.  Have at.  Selvin, you are up on the roof with a bound Red Crossbow guy.

All other opponents are out.  Thanks

Belgar slows down and makes one focused rapier attack on his enemy.

Target Hunter's Bond on Red Leader.  All allies gain +2 favored enemy bonus against him who are w/in 30 feet of Belgar for 2 rounds.
17:43, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 34 using 1d20+17.  Ghost Touch Rapier attack.
17:44, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 12 using 1d6+8.  Ghost Touch Rapier damage.

Great.  A fanatic, Zuni thought right before she proceeded to kick him again.

OOC:
Unarmed Attack 1 -> 15
Damage -> 10 (non-lethal)

Unarmed Attack 2 -> 15
Damage -> 7 (non-lethal)

Red Leader makes a sound like he's going to curse you meddling do-gooders. But a boot and rapier get in his way.

And down he goes...

Belgar begins to tie up the still living assassins.

Selvin grabs the the incapacitated assassin that he had and flew down to the ground to see if the others needed help - but it looked like they had it under control. "Is everyone alright? I managed to keep one alive." He noted that Belgar had as well and gave a nod to the dwarf.

You have two:  Crossbow and Red Leader.  Red Leader has a split lip and boot print on his face, as well as some soot marks.  Otherwise he seems okay.

Crossbow has a deep gash in his side, but Chandanar is applying enough hooha to keep him alive.

The two cultists glare at each of you, letting you know they won't give away anything.

Zuni rubbed a hand on her ribs where the Assassins punch had caught her.  "Fine here.  Maybe a bruise in a bit but otherwise okay.  Nicely timed arrival, Belgar.  Good to see you back upon the field of battle."

Zuni started to sift through the pockets and clothing of the assassins.

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 82):

The Reds devotion must be based on faith, because there sure isn't a lot of coin in their pockets.  You do find a purse on the leader with two gems and a few coins 150 gp total.  You also find a cache of potion bottles.  Four filled with purple liquid-healing-and three filled with a black, tarry looking goo.  From the smell it seems to be some kind of poison.  A last bottle contains a reddish liquor.  Some kind of concoction designed to help withstand the element of fire Fire resistance.  Two draughts worth.  The healing potions are all Cure Serious.  The black goo will add an extra 1d20 dam to slashing or piercing attacks.  12 uses total

The wand you had been threatened with is a dud.  Just enchanted to have a magical aura on it.  Probably was created to force your attention on the one holding it.

There are three light crossbows, all of master work quality.

Red Leader appears to have the choicest bits.  He has two rings, one enchanted to help keep one's movements limber and one which seems to kick in to protect the wearer during falls Ring of Free Action and Feather Fall.  Lastly, he has a necklace depicting a preying mantis.  It is made of silver and inlaid with ruby.  Chandanar frowns at it.  I think it's the symbol of his diety

The necklace is a holy symbol worth 350 gp

Zuni pocketed the gems and the holy symbol.  "I'll hold on to these for now.  We can divvy it up later." she said before turning her attention towards the vials and the rings.  She gathered them up and turned towards the others.  "Anyone have a preference for these?"

Good ta be here.



Nice ring.

"I'll grab a healing potion. Seems I've been needing those more and more every day," Izzick says as he reaches out for one of the purple vials. "We can split the gold evenly if that works out for everyone." But the spoils weren't all they had, and soon he was looking towards their living assassins. "Who wants the first go at trying to open up their traps? I doubt they're just going to be giving up answers." He certainly missed Tarrov now.

What does the Ring of Free Action do?

Zuni tosses a ring to Belgar while she turns to Izzick.   "I don't have a lot of experience with intimidating assassins.  I suppose we can't do anything worse than try and see what happens."

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 87):

Sorry Izzy.  I keep going back to the original D&D name for this item.  In PF it's a Ring of Freedom of Movement.

So who's up on questioning?

Selvin thought for a moment and then gave a shrug. "Since....I'm the one who flies everywhere, it might not be a bad idea for me t'have the Ring o'Feather Fall jus' in case somethin' happens...but I'm not really worried about it. If one o'you wear it I might could carry ya sometimes but I dunno."

He then put on his 'war face' and slowly stalked towards the assassins. "I know. Yer tough. Yer scary. An' ya think ya won't talk ever. But I'm bettin' after I finish eatin' the firs' one o'ya the secon' one'll talk." He grinned widely as he moved closer and his symbiote started to growl. "An' we're...SO...HUNGRY!"

14:33, Today: Selvin Larst rolled 8 using 1d20+4.  Intimidate.

In reply to Selvin Larst (msg # 89):

We live only to die, intones Red Leader.

Yeah.  What he said, says Crossbow Red.

Well that's the trick isn't it boys?  Dien's easy, but us do gooders aren't in the business of killin' if we can avoid it.  But we can't just let ya go now can we?  How about this?  We strip ya down and tie ya together in some kinda kinky embrace?  Bet ya'd have fun explaining that to her buddies when they find ya.

20:22, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 18 using 1d20+10.  Intimidate.

In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 91):

Red Leader laughs.  Our men know what kind of man I am..  He can't see Crossbow giving him the skunk eye.  That threat is not going to get you very far, Red Leader finishes.

Crossbow kind of studies you all.  He seems a bit more wavering in his faith.

Also, his roll was not so good.

You think Crossbow might break.  If you could just push him over the edge...

Crossbow might be more susceptible to the monster scare now Selvin.  Or whatever else ya'll might think up.  Next post, besides the rolls for intimidate or what have you, please give me the questions you want to ask.  Everyone can chime in.  I'll assume you don't ask if the roll is low.  That will help speed things up.

Thanks

"The leaders not going to talk no matter what you say so let me take a crack," Izzick says as he raises his hands up, a soft glow from a channeled spell. "It's easy enough to make someone talk with a spell. More they fight it, more likely there is to be damage afterwards." It was a bluff, but a damn good one as his fingers pressed against the head of the skull of the leader. "We'll get one of them still able to talk I'm sure."

Casting Touch of Idiocy on the leader, not actually in hopes of making him talk but mostly as a fear tactic against the Crossbow guy.

DC17 or the leader loses 6 points of Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma
12:43, Today: Izzick rolled 6 using 1d6.  Penalty.

And my intimidate check on the crossbow guy
12:44, Today: Izzick rolled 28 using 1d20+11.

In reply to Izzick (msg # 93):

That was a nice move Izzy.  What questions are ya'll asking?

Who do ya work for?  Why are ya tryin' ta kill us?  Didn't your parents love you enough?

In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 95):

Red Leader looks at you square in the face Belgar and says MOM!!!

Crossbow has had enough.  We were simply told to watch for your group and make sure there were no survivors.  The orders came down from Inys.  She is leading the expedition into the Cinderlands.  I know the Queen of Korvosa wants you dead.  But that is all I know.

Selvin chuckled slightly at Izzick's performance and handiwork. He gave a nod. "Nice! I like it!"

He glared at the crossbow guy. "How much of a lead does the 'expedition' have on us? An' what're they after in the Cinderlands?"

"...knew that it wasn't going to be an easy trip."  Zuni muttered.  She was leaning against the bar, arms crossed, watching the proceedings.

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 98):

I don' wanna kiss Grandma! She smells like turtles! Red Leader pleads with Belgar.

Crossbow sighs then glances at Selvin. I don't know the what or why. Mine is just to kill. The main group moved ahead a day ago. They'll travel light and fast. I know they are goingoing of meet a man called the Cinderlander. That's all I know

Belgar raises an eyebrow uncomfortably, and looks back and forth at his friends before turning back to red leader.  Um...  Its OK...  Son?  .. He looks again to Zuni and shrugs helplessly.  Coughing he raises his voice and with a terrible female impersonation he continues, M..  Momma loves you...?

"Well, now we know for sure the Queen doesn't like us. Hell of an enemy," Izzick said as he looked to each of the others. "So seems we're looking for the Cinderlander once we get there. Enemy of our enemy and all that? I just wonder how much he can help us against an army of knights, assassins, and whatever the hell else she has cooking up."

16:23, Today: Izzick rolled 15 using 1d20+4.  Knowledge History.
Anything of note to know about the Cinderlands or the Cinderlander?
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In reply to Izzick (msg # 101):

The Cinderlander is a fairly infamous mercenary operating within the Cinder Lands.  But the specifics of why he's so infamous aren't well known.  Supposedly he has some kind of feud with some of the Barbarian Clans.

Anybody else?  If not, we shall move along to the next bit tomorrow.  Thanks all.

Zuni hid a chuckle behind her hand as Belgar imitated a woman's voice in response to the Red Leaders pleas.  It was just too humorous a scene.  The fierce dwarf playing mother to a Red Mantis Assassin.  She took a moment to clear her throat regain her composure.

"Maybe he has an army of his own?" she replied to Selvins words.  "If it's just a group of Red Mantis assassins then maybe we can deal with them, but Queens guards?  With all the turmoil going on in the city, why send forces outside to attack the Cinderlander?"

In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 103):

Chandanar clicks his tongue and looks at the nearby river.  Maybe they aren't going to attack the Cinderlander.  Maybe he's an ally and not an enemy.  One way or the other though, there's a lot we don't know.  But don't we always have fun finding it out?

You guys can finish up any conversation you wish here.  I am working on the new thread and will have it up tomorrow.

Let me know please if there are any other questions for Crossbow.  Thanks

Okay, so what's yer intel on the location of this Cinderlander?

In reply to Belgar Ironclad (msg # 105):

Crossbow shrugs. I wasn'the part of the team our commander took to meet him. I did overhear them saying something about a village north of Kaer Maga. Ostul or some such.

A map confirms a trading post north and west of Kaer Maga named Ostul...

Belgar keeps to himself at the bazaar and does a bit of people watching.  Trying to pick up how the locals deal with the local climate.  He then works his way out to the edges of town and tries to get a lay of the land and assess what supplies they may need in this strange place before heading back for a bit of shopping.

07:53, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 10 using 1d20+5.  Knowledge: Nature.
07:53, Today: Belgar Ironclad rolled 23 using 1d20+5.  Knowledge: Geography.

At the bazaar, he'll first try and locate an amulet of natural armor.  After that, he'll see if he can find anything that would help them survive in the cinderland wilds such as a belt of foraging.