Sunday Rova 22, 4707 - Sandpoint

The sun breaks over the city of Sandpoint, and for any who are awake to great the new dawn it is quickly evident that this is a day unlike any in recent memory.  As first rays of the sun crest the nearby hills they catch the very top of the town's new cathedral; small perhaps by the standards of a large city like Magnimar, but at thirty feet high it's still easily the tallest building in the small town, topping the Rusty Dragon Inn by a solid ten feet.  For a brief instant the sunlight catches the orb of pure crystal set atop the cathedral and fractures into a thousand brilliant rainbows cascading across the city and spreading the light of Desna into Sandpoint's streets and alleys.

As the sun continues to rise and the town begins to awaken the normal bustle of activity seems to be strangely absent.  No shopkeeps are barking their wares; no smoke belches forth from the chimneys of the Sandpoint Glassworks; even the Sandpoint Lumber Mill is quiet for the first time in recent memory.  The citizens of Sandpoint know today is a day of celebration.  A chance to finally close the horrible chapter of their history that began five long years ago.  And so the town holds its breath, trying to maintain the perfect, peaceful moment just a bit longer.

As dawn slips away into morning proper the citizens of Sandpoint slowly funnel into the open square in front of the new cathedral.  There are quite a number of fresh faces as well - visitors from the wild lands, from Magnimar, and even a few from far-off Cheliax if their dress is to be believed.  When the square appears full mayor Deverin steps up to a podium that has been erected in front of the catehdral's entrance.  She raises her hands, and the buzz of conversation quickly dies down as the crowd focuses their attention on her.
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Mayor Deverin's smile is wide and genuine, and her voice carries all throughout the square in the clear morning air, her speech flowing and precise - the cadence of a politician who is used to addressing crowds.  "Citizens of Sandpoint, and friends from out of town, it is my pleasure to welcome you all to the dedication of our new cathedral.  Today is a day of celebration, and I am happy beyond measure to share it with all of you.  Larz was even able to step away from the tannery - that should tell you how important today is!"  A laugh ripples through the crowd, although one old man towards the front just frowns at the mayor.  Kendra waits just long enough for the laughter to start dying on its own before continuing.  "Seriously though, we should all be proud to finally close this ugly chapter in our town's history.  Today we demonstrate our town's resilience, and our kinship." She smiles at the crowd again before continuing.  "There are a few more speakers who wish to take a little of your time before the day's events truly begin.  I wish you all a festival filled with excitement, enjoyment, and the blessings of Abadar."  As her speech concludes the crowd bursts into applause, and she steps back from the podium.

As the mayor steps back, sheriff Belor Hemlock is quick to fill the vacant podium.  A dour looking man, he eyes the crowd in front of him for a moment then purses his lips and nods.  His voice is also clearly heard at the back of the square, his words the short, sharp tempo of a soldier at ease giving commands.  "Thank you mayor Deverin.  I do not have the eloquence of my peers, so I will keep my remarks brief.  If we could all please take a brief moment of silence to remember those who perished in the troubles five years ago, and the fires that consumed our previous chapel."  The crowd falls silent for a moment, broken only by the noisy commotion of a few small children who are quickly shushed by their parents.  "Thank you.  I know today is a day of celebration, but I urge you all to remain careful, particularly at the evening's bonfire, so that we do not taint the day's events with another tragedy even as we put the prior events behind us."  He pauses briefly again, tilting his head to the side as if considering something, then shakes his head.  "Again, thank you for your time."  His speech concluded, the sheriff steps back from the podium, his face and posture relaxing as he does so.
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The third speaker to approach the podium is Cyrdak Drokkuss, the proprietor of Sandpoint's playhouse.  In sharp contrast to sheriff Hemlock he looks perfectly poised in front of the crowd; small wonder, given his background and training as an actor.  Picking up on the sagging energy in the crowd after Hemlock's speech, he gives them an easy laugh before setting into his speech.  "Thank you sheriff.  I'm sure we'll all endeavor to make Father Zantus' evening an easy one, but I'm sure the people will agree it's not a real party if we don't have at least one fight, eh?"  The crowd laughs, and sheriff Hemlock's jaw tightens at this, but he says nothing.  "You know, I remember when we first started talking about rebuilding the temple after the fire.  There were so many concerns.  How big should the new temple be?  Where would we get craftsmen?  And how would we ever convince Alamon Scarnetti and Lonjiku Kaijitsu to pay for the damn thing?"  At this the crowd bursts into uproarious laughter; the two noblemen had been legendary for their tight-fistedness almost as much as for their wealth.  "But through the grace of Desna, and more than a few barrels of ale, we were able to start building our new cathedral a little over a year ago.  And while it hasn't always been easy, we have persevered to make it happen, because that's what our town does!"  There is a smattering of applause, and Cyrdak quickly looks over his shoulder to see Father Zantus motioning him to wrap it up.  "It appears I need to move this along; as a note of farewell, I would like to cordially invite you to the playhouse to see our newest production, "The Harpy's Curse" - we'll be raffling off free tickets for tonights show, so please stick around the cathedral for the celebration!"  And with a flourishing bow, the actor steps back from the podium.
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Last to the podium is Father Abstalar Zantus.  Dressed in a loose flowing robe and cloak gathered at his throat with a rainbow butterfly pin, the old man has a solid, stately air to him.  He clears his throat to speak, and a hush falls over the crowd.  His voice is quiet and reedy, but through some sort of magical assistance his words are carried directly to the ears of all in the crowd.  "Thank you all, my friends, for joining us in celebration today.  We give thanks to Desna for bringing us all safely together here today, and ask for Abadar to watch over our gathering.  I have no wish to further delay the day's activities, so I ask only for you all to reconvene tonight as the sun sets for the final consecration."  The old man pauses for a moment, then gives the crowd a gentle smile.  "It is therefore my pleasure to officially declare the start of the Swallowtail festival."

And we're off!  You have the run of the town; please take a  scene little time to explore, meet some of the other characters (Player or otherwise!), and generally have a good time.  We'll get to the next scene soon!


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Vano has just arrived in town a few minutes ago. He is still a bit grungy and dust covered after several days of travelling. He rides a chestnut colored horse at a slow walk down the road until arriving at the back of the crowd halfway through the mayor's speech. He pats the neck of his horse fondly "Well, Bait, it looks like we're just in time for the fun." He sits there for a few moments looking down over the crowd, his eyes scanning back and forth as if searching for someone.

As Hemlock walks up to the podium, Vano stops searching and focuses on the sheriff. After waiting for the brief speech to end, Vano waves his arms wildly and attempts to make eye contact with Hemlock. Assuming he gets noticed, he raises his hand to the clasp of his cloak, a pin shaped as black metal arrow. Vano taps the pin twice meaningfully and waits.
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Asur was one of those few that was up before the dawn. He never missed it if he could help it. Even during a storm, he would be outside waiting. This morning, however, was as beautiful as it could be. Asur smiled after the sun fulling crested, and left the hill he had been kneeling on outside of town.
He had been in town for almost a month now. He enjoyed the peace of the small community, and had been doing odd jobs for the townsfolk in exchange for a place to sleep at night, occasionally playing the role of doctor to those who would otherwise not be able to afford it.
After the speeches ended, Asur approached the most important being in the town: the chestnut horse that just came into town, the only animal in town he hadn’t pet yet.  He walked right up to the road-weary animal and smiled at the Varisian being carried.

“He looks thirsty! Can I give him some water? For that matter, he looks hungry and tired too! Basically I’m asking if I can spoil your horse rotten, he’s the only animal in town I haven’t done it to yet.”

Without waiting for much of a response, Asur cups his hands and lifts them to the horse’s mouth, and water starts flowing out of them.  He lets him drink his fill.  Assuming Vano lets Asur take care of Bait, he’ll take him off to a nearby stable to do exactly what he said he would.  In either case, Asur returns returns to the festival soon after, looking for anyone who might need some help running their activities.

Vano looks down at the stranger touching his horse. His eyes widen slightly when the water appears. "I appreciate the offer, friend, and I'm sure Bait appreciates the water. But letting the first stranger I meet in town walk off with my horse seems like a good way for him to get stolen. You're welcome to spoil him as much as you want right here where I can keep an eye on him."
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Asur smiles wider, with fairly evident real joy at being told he can spoil Bait.

“Wait here.  I’ll be right. Back.”

He runs away to a nearby stable that he recently cured a horse’s lame leg in, and borrows a small feed bag and grooming tools, in lieu of any payment that he would have received otherwise.

Asur rolled 28 using 1d20+10. Diplomacy to borrow horse things.

“Back! Let the spoiling commence!  I’m Asur by the way. I’m really not from here, but welcome anyway!”

Asur proceeds to spoil Bait as best he can.

Jensox and Nova rise early and leave town for their morning jog before the sun breaks the horizon.  Jensox's gait is a bit stiff early, but quickly settles to a practiced, plodding shuffle which covers leagues faster than a casual observer might guess.  Nova dutifully trots along his side, occasionally dawdling to sniff at a root or branch and then excitedly running to catch up to the old man.

The pair head out via the Lost Coast Road but loop back around to Sand Point after the sun makes its presence known.  Returning through the town's northern gate, Jensox is immediately unsettled by the staggering collection of people present.  " 'eel, Nova" he mutters to his over-enthusiastic companion.  "We're 'ust here to look'n 'bout our woods, now."  As Mayor Deverin begins speaking, Jensox cautiously works his way around the crowd - not trying to hide or blend in, but just avoiding as many people as he can.
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By the time the Mayor finished speaking, Jensox and Nova had worked themselves down to a small ally way between buildings at the back of the crowd.  Jensox listened to Belor Hemlock with disinterest, focusing more on the feel of the grass between his toes.



Jensox's head comes up at Cyrdak's comment.  Sheriff, hmm?  Sounds like the guy I need to have a speak'n with.
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Droart does not approve of Asur’s complete disregard for his own safety. As Asur walks up and begins talking to Vano, Droart is constantly scanning the crowd, a calm but intense look falling across his features as he tries to find the higher ground he needs to be able to see everyone. As soon as Asur begins to spoil the horse Droart is introducing himself to Vano. Hail and well met traveler, I am Droart the Shepherd. You’ll have to forgive my companion, he tends to be rather excitable when animals are concerned. What brings you to this fine village?

As the crowd begins to mill around after the speeches are over Droart begins to subtly guide Asur, Vano and the horse away from the throng of people, not liking being in the middle of such a group without the height benefit of being on his mount.

While the speeches were underway Rory scopes out a place for herself and her cousins to set up shop for the festivities. Leading her horse, Aria, she listens to the speeches with half an ear and makes note of a few foreigners who looked like good marks.

Rory rolled 18 using 1d20+2.  Perception to find worthwhile marks for pickpocketing later.

Once the speeches are done she made her way to a prominent spot with Ferak and his sister, Isa, beside her and their other cousin, Jamis, blending into the crowd. Ferak clears a little space and begins to call out to the crowd, encouraging them to see a dance to get the celebrations started. Once a crowd gathers, Isa starts playing a energetic tune on her guitar. Rory yells, "Let's start this celebration right!"

While she dances Ferak asks for donations and Jamis pickpockets those who don't choose to give monetary thanks for the performance.

Rory Rolled 24 using 1d20+5.  Performance (Dance)

After the first dance she chats with some of the locals. "Thank you so much for your generous patronage! It means so much to me. This is such a lovely town. I've never been here before. Do you know a good tavern? Or any other sights I shouldn't miss while I'm here?"

Xol arrived in town early that morning. He's setup shop for performing some minor magical assistance, having prepared several basic cantrips that would suit a large gathering like today. He offers his services in detecting poison, and magic for a small fee. Before the speech he makes a point of greeting the sheriff.

"Morning Sherrif. Just wanted to let you know if you need help finding anything let me know."

Asur grins at Droart as he approaches.

“Droart! This is Bait! And also, err, well I haven’t caught his name yet, but Bait’s friend! You’ll have to excuse Droart, he seems to think I have a complete disregard for danger, but I rather think its a complete regard for helping people regardless of danger.  Horses are people too in this case.”

Asur whispers in Varisian to Vano:

“He’s harmless, just a worry-wart and duty-bound to protect me against, and I quote ‘Everything and himself’”.

Nice to meet you both. My name is Vano. Mostly I'm just here to enjoy the celebration...but I guess I'm technically also here to represent the Black Arrows at the rededication ceremony tonight. I was trying to get the Sherriff's attention just now, but I'm not sure if he saw me...You know, if you really want to help out, maybe you could bring him over here? I can't exactly take Bait through this crowd.

Rory's dancing draws quite a crowd; the folks of Sandpoint are no stranger to artistic performances, but most of the professionals that come through town are actors playing their trade on Cydrak's stage.  Varisian folk-dancing is entirely different, and the town's citizens are enraptured - so much so, in fact, that Jamis finds himself almost with far fewer marks than usual.  As the crowd applauds the conclusion of the dance, a tall man dressed as one of the Shoanti approaches Rory and offers a respectful bow.  His voice is deep and slow, each word carefully chosen.  "Your dance honors us.  I am Garridan Viskalai, owner of the White Deer.  If you are seeking a place to stay, I would be pleased to offer you a room and a hot meal if you would perform in the dining hall for my patrons." 

A shorter, roly-poly man walks up beside Garridan as he concludes his offer.  The newcomer speaks with an odd temppo, drawing out some words and rushing through others, giving his speech an almost bird-like quality.  "Brodert Quink, pleased to make your acquaintance.  If you are looking for interesting sites to see, I've been making a survey of ancient Thassilonian artifacts since moving to Sandpoint.  Perhaps we could take a walk sometime?"

Upon hearing his offer, the sheriff eyes Xol up and down, then slowly nods.  "Very well, master wizard, if I find myself with something missing I will be sure to prevail upon your aid.  However the only things I truly hope to find today are peace and celebration, and if those are lost, well... I fear it may beyond your magic's ability to help."





Following the speeches, the sheriff watches the crowd start disperse, keeping a close eye out for any trouble caused by such a large gathering.  As empty spaces start to appear, he makes his way over to Vano, skirting the edge of Rory's group of admirers as he does so.  He also brushes past an old man with a large dog at his side, although he does not pause for them, either.  Arriving before Vano, Asur, and Droart, he waves a hand in greeting.  "Asur, Droart, I trust all is well."   That done, he looks to Vano.  "Yes, the Arrows sent word ahead saying we'd be hosting a traveler soon enough.  I know it's a far journey for you, but we greatly appreciate the work your Order does, even this far to the West.  I had hoped to send notes on the local goblins back to Fort Rannick.  I am pleased your stay happened to coincide with our celebration; I have nothing for you today, but please stop by the guard post tomorrow and I will have a letter drawn up for you to relay back to your commander.  In the meantime, please enjoy the celebration, and let me know if you spot any trouble."
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Vano nods at the sheriff. "Morning Sheriff. Name's Vano, by the way. And that's great news. Its been far too long since I've had a day to relax. If you need help while I'm in town, feel free to ask. I'll be sure to keep an eye out for trouble in the meantime. Where can I find that guard post? Oh and one last thing, do you have any suggestion on lodgings for me with a stable for Bait?"

As the sheriff walks by Jensox almost reaches out, but hesitates and the moment is passed. Nova glances up with a question.

"Nova, it's 'ust the folk 'ere look'n like they're a cele-braten, 'n I'm no' sure the lawman's 'f a mind t' do bus-i-ness." His voice emphasizes the these last three syllables as if they're of great import.

Nova's gaze shifts to the receding form of the Sheriff as he slips back in the crowd, and the shepherd dog pushes on his reluctant master's leg with a wet nose.

Jensox scratches Nova's ear, looks down and then back out at the crowd.  He heaves a weary sigh.  "Your 'ight, a'course.  'lest I can do is ask, may'be we solve this whole 'ang issue today."

The two step out of their alcove and follow after the sheriff, one looking around uncomfortably and the other with his tongue hanging out. Nova's keen nose follows Belor past Xol's setup, through the crowd, and very quickly the pair are watching his greetings to Vano from a polite distance.

If Jensox can get the sheriff's attention he'll ask for a moment of his time. " 'xcuse me Sheriff, do ya mind talk'n a spot o' bus-i-ness this morn?"
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"Vano.  It's a pleasure to meet you."  The sheriff points towards the west and slightly south.  "The guard post is down Tower Street; look for the large stone barracks.  It's impossible to miss it.  As far as lodgings go, I would recommend the Rusty Dragon, just to the north of the courtyard here"  The sheriff points to the north, and Vano can easily see a metal dragon on top of one of the nearby buildings, standing a solid ten feet above most of the rest of the town, but still well shy of the cathedral's spire.  "Tell the owner you're here from the Black Arrows, he'll let you stay and lodge your horse for free."  He takes a quick second to look at the other men with Vano.  "Asur, Droart, do you think you could help this gentleman find his way?"

As Vano walks off, he turns to the old man who has questioned him.  "Depends on the business.  With all these visitors in town, I have to keep my eyes open.  I don't think I recognize you, stranger; tell me your name, and what you need, and I'll see if I have time to help you today."
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Jensox looks startled for a brief moment, unprepared for an actual conversation, but recovers.

".. I'm, uh, I 'uess I'm knowed as Jensox. I 'end to my small 'erd up'n the 'urchain hills. A fortnigh' ago 'r so we wandered on 'ack t'the edge of the 'urlwood forest, where we'd been stayin fer a long time, 'n there was 'ome blighter there a'cutting down MY TREES! I been rais'n them woods, fix'n an' plant'n those trees fer a long 'ime."

Jensox suddenly shoves his right hand in his cloak and digs around, pretty obviously fishing something out. After a second he pulls out a very worn piece of parchment and begins unfolding it.

"Now this micey knave was go'n on 'bout some 'imber rights 'n some nonsense from t' city tha he could up 'n take my trees. Me 'n Nova 'ere ran 'im off a'fore he could hurt much." Nova positively beams with the mention. "I saw he'd put up a whol'lotta these 'ere pages," and Jensox hands over the parchment, " 'n I wen' 'round 'n tore 'em all down, set in my 'erd where 'e was a'cuttin', 'an made my way t'here so I's could work outs what's needs doin'. They can't 'ust go take'n my forest, i's not right 'an I won't stan' for 't."

The parchment is in rough shape. It was obviously posted out in the elements for a while, and has significant torn holes where it was mounted previously. Reading between the rain-soaked blotches, the holes, and what print remains, it mentions a decision about timber rights of some portion of the, presumably, Churlwood Forest, and something about a meeting maybe, but the place and date are missing. In the bottom right corner is some sort of logo, half-torn, but readable is the letters "..netti" toward the end.
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Vano smiles at his two new guides "So this is a celebration right? What do you two do for fu.." Vano pauses for a moment as he thinks over the past several minutes, "What do normal people do for fun around here?" He starts heading toward the Rusty Dragon with an eye out for any notices or posters the town may have put up detailing the events of the celebration.
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Asur laughs at Vano’s pause.

”I can’t fault you for thinking Droart can’t have any fun; I’m not sure he’s actually capable of it. Sarenrae doesn’t demand we can’t enjoy ourselves, it’s just excess that causes real issues.”

Asur looks Vano up and down briefly, eyeing his easy pose astride Bait.

”C’mon! They’ve got a little horse race going on at the edge of town, if Bait’s not too tired. And if you think that’s not fun enough? There’s a cask of mead in for the winner, and a mug of it for everyone else.”

"A horse race and mead? Sounds like a great combination. If I happen to win that cask, you can have all the mead you can drink! Lead the way, friend."

Vano follows along wherever Asur leads.

Rory smiles at Viskalai, "Thank you, Mr. Viskalai. You are very kind. I am Aurora, these are my cousins, Isa and Ferak. We would be honored to perform at your establishment and greatly appreciate the room and hot meal. And since you are so kind I would be happy to give you a generous discount on our regular fee. Say, half of what we usually charge. Does that sound agreeable?"

Rory rolled 24 using 1d20+5 for Diplomacy to make some extra money

If he agrees they set up a time/day for her and her cousins to perform. If he does not she smooths things over and still agrees to perform, setting up when they should be there.

Turning to Brodert Quink she raises and eyebrow and gives him a smile, "Mr. Quink, pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Aurora. Thassilonian artifacts, you say? I don't know much about those.... Sure! Sounds like it could be interesting! Something new! Or, well, old. How does tomorrow morning sound?"

After deciding on a time with Quink, Rory packs up the performance area and takes her share of the earnings from the dance. (They split everything evenly.) Money divided, the cousins go their separate ways to have a look around the festival with plans to meet back at an inn/restaurant/food cart they found nearby for lunch at noon. Rory leads Aria through the crowd looking for a sign with the events of the festival written up or asking anyone official looking for these details.

Asur, Vano, and Droart walk Bait over to the edge of town, following a trickle of people slowly filling a small pavilion setup near a dirt track.  There's a cluster of riders getting their mounts ready, although nobody is lining for the race just yet.  A small wooden table is setup near the track with a dwarf seated behind it next to a stack of forms for entry.  "Right then, just sign your name here, initial here and here, and put your mount's name here, and we'll get you lined up when the time comes.  Best of luck to you and your horse."



With the welcoming speeches done, Xol's booth sees a few curious visitors as people make their way out of the square, but none of the initial visitors have the desire to part with any coin for his services.  One of the last people out of the square, however, is a nervous looking young man , his eyes darting all around the area.  "Master wizard, I was wondering what you could tell me about this?  I found it in the slag heap during my shift at the glass factory a few days ago."  Reaching into his picket, he pulls out a small metal amulet in the shape of a seven-pointed star.



Viskalai narrows his eyes at Rory's offer, then cracks a smile.  "How can I resist such an offer?  Consider it a deal, Aurora.  I'll expect the three of you in time for the dinner crowd."

Bodert reacts to Rory's agreement with a slight widening of his eyes.  "You actually want to go?"  He tries to cover his slip of the tongue, the words spilling out of his mouth almost faster than he can think.  "I mean, of course you want to!  Tomorrow morning would be great, I'll meet you at the inn after breakfast?"



The sheriff listens to Jensox's story and looks at the fragmented words on the poster.  "Scarnetti.  Of course it would be Scarnetti."  He frowns, then shakes his head.  "You were right to bring this to my attention, although with the festival happening I cannot look into it any more today.  Bring it by the guard post tomorrow and we'll take a look at the official registry."

In reply to The Man Behind The Curtain (msg # 27):

Xol looks at the amulet, and after casting detect magic on it, rolls for knowledge Arcana, local, religion, and perception on it.


5 + 7 = 12 Arcana
13+ 7 = 20 Local
8 + 3 = 11 Religion
16 + 7 = 23 Perception
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Vano strolls over to the registration table and nods at the dwarf before signing up both Bait and himself. After walking back out of the pavilion he hops back onto the saddle and takes Bait at a brisk trot through the race track to learn the course and warm up the horse. If anyone tries to stop him, he attempts to brush past saying, "I just don't want the locals to have too much of an advantage. I'll only be gone a minute."

Vano rolled 16 using 1d20.  Perception race course.

After he either gets a chance to check out the track, or is denied entry entirely, he rides back to Asur and Droart. "Would you two mind watching my stuff while I'm racing? Bait will have a better time of it without carrying so much." Vano spends a couple minutes making a pile of his possessions. He unhooks his saddlebags and places them on the ground. He sets his longbow and quivers next to them. His cloak and scimitar follow next. His pin gets removed from the cloak and moved to his shoulder. He checks his scarf to make sure it is tied securely around his waist.

Vano is basically willing to wait for the start of the race unless Droart or Asur have anything else to do. He takes any remaining time to size up the competition.

Vano rolled 4 using 1d20.  Perception fellow riders.
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Rory Agrees to both Viskalai and Bodert for the meeting times, shakes hands and watches them go. After the crowd has dispersed a bit she huddles with her cousins to split the earnings evenly between all four. They find a cafe/inn nearby and agree to meet back there at noon for lunch. After parting ways she wanders around the festival, leading Aria, looking for anything interesting, be it something to do, something worth stealing, or someone who looks like fun to talk with for a time.

Rory rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  Perception to look for trouble?

Xol looks over the amulet carefully.  His stores of knowledge are of no help in identifying the object, beyond simply telling him that it is old.  Very old.  Older than anything in that condition has any right to be without magical aid.    With his mundane avenues exhausted, he opens his magical sight and gazes on the amulet.  After a few seconds of careful focus, he smiles, having proven his suspicions correct. 



Vano trots Bait for a quick lap around the track.  It's a simple dirt oval, roughly a half mile in total, with no notable obstacles or challenging terrain.  The other riders, all locals based on their easy familiarity with each other, are dressed in rugged leathers and appear ready for a hard ride.  By the time the dwarf handling registration folds his table up there are a dozen horses and riders milling about the starting line.  Vano is placed on the outermost slot of the race, although whether due to his late entry or his outsider status is impossible to determine.  The same dwarf climbs a small wooden tower and grabs a small conical horn.  "Ladies and gentleman, welcome one and all to the first annual Sandpoint Challenge!  Our winner today will receive a full keg of the Hagfish's finest ale, courtesy of Jargie Quinn.  This is a friendly contest, so please, no pushing, striking, kicking or biting.  And keep the horses under control, too!"  The crowd, already in a good mood from the day's celebration, laughs at the joke as the dwarf pulls out a green flag.  Holding it high, he counts out the race's start.  "On your mark... get set... GO!"

The race is short, but while Vano and Bait make a valiant effort the horse's fatigue from the days of travel required to reach Sandpoint is simply too much and the pair end up finishing in the middle of the pack.  A black-and-white mottled stallion with a saddleblanket bearing the image of a purple bell-shaped flower ends up placing first to a polite smattering of applause.  The winner shortly receives a large wooden cask which is wheeled away, and then a pair of carts piled with casks roll up to the track.  The dwarf raises his megaphone again.  "Ladies and gentlemen, in honor of today's importance Jargie Quinn has gifted you all with a special surprise - a free mug of ale not just for the racers, but for all of you who have joined us today!"  That announcement draws considerably more interest, and soon the racetrack is swarmed with folks claiming their drink.  And perhaps a second, or third, if they think they can get away with it.


As lunchtime draws close, all the inns and taverns in the city setup large tables in the common square outside the new cathedral.  The innkeepers and their helpers start placing out their signature dishes, and soon the entire square is filled to the brim with a dizzying variety of food.  All is provided free of charge; with the large volume of foreigners in town the inkeeps know an opportunity for self-promotion when they see it.  Ameiko Kaijitsu easily wins the unofficial popularity contest with her curry-spiced salmon paired with a winterdrop mead, and the other cooks give her a good-natured ribbing.

After lunch the square comes alive with local merchants selling their wares, artists demonstrating their talents, even a traveling bard from down south in Magnimar makes a showing.  And then, finally, as the sun begins to set, the town gathers in the square to witness the consecration of the new cathedral and the closing of this ugly chapter in their town's history.


Everyone please leave a post detailing how you spend your afternoon.  If you want to try and buy something, let me know and we'll talk.  Please also indicate where you're standing for the consecration ceremony on the map below.



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After the race Vano hops off his horse with a huge smile on his face. He gathers up his belongings and then enjoys a couple ales (while encouraging Asur and Droart to drink with him). Then he takes Bait back to the Rusty Dragon and checks in, making sure to mention he is from the Black Arrows. He spends some time properly taking care of Bait after so much time on the road and a hard race.

Eventually he heads back out to the celebration, wanders for a bit, samples the local food, and ends up relaxing where he can hear the bard perform.

In between performances he walks up the bard and tips them a couple silver. He starts to walk off, pauses, and then turns back to say hesitantly "If, in your travels, you ever come across a pair of Varisian bards by the name of Qrow and Lenna, could you let them know that their son is doing well." He then hurries off without waiting for an answer.


(I end up at F18 for the ceremony)

After the race, Asur gratefully accepts the mug of ale, and toasts Bait’s performance.  Following that bit of merriment, he returns the horse grooming items he borrowed, and starts wandering the festival.
    He stops briefly to taste all the different foods and offerings, enjoys the travelling troop of dancers for a performance, and generally marvels at how happy everyone in town seems at the moment.
    For the rest of the day, until the ceremony, Asur borrows a wooden bowl from one of the inns and begs for alms, any proceeds of which he returns to the church.

09:18, Today: Asur rolled 30 using 1d20+10. Diplomacy to beg for alms. He is apparently wildly successful.

Asur stands around N9 for the ceremony

Before lunch Rory goes to the White Deer to stable Aria give her food and generally pamper her so she can rest. After she meets up with her cousins for lunch, taking full advantage of all the free food. Through the afternoon they enjoy the festival together. She talks with many new people and invites them to come to the White Deer to see her dance that evening.

If dinner time happens before the consecration ceremony she and her cousins show up early to the White Deer to set up and perform. Knowing the owner is related to the sheriff and apparently a Shoanti, not a foreigner, she advises her cousins not to steal anything and just ask for tips.

Seeing a fellow Varisian she does not recognize (Vano) at the ceremony she goes over to him and smiles wide gives him the traditional greeting of clasping opposite arms and patting him on the back. In Varisian she introduces herself, "I'm Aurora Lesandre, you can call me Rory, it's so good to see a fellow Varisian here! Did you come for the festival?"

Rory ends up at F17 for the ceremony.
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Vano returns the greeting. "Well met, Rory, you can call me Vano. And yes, I'm here for the festival...free food, plentiful ale, and decent music. The horse race was great fun as well, though I'd like a rematch sometime."
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After the brief discussion with the Sheriff, Jensox returns the parchment to his cloak and leads Nova back through the crowd and to the small alcove between buildings.  After people watching for a moment, the two continue away from the gathering and find their way toward the beach along the town's northern edge.  The open air and calm water allow Jensox to release some of the tension he's been holding, and he encourages Nova to run along the sand.

The smells emanating from the square quickly attract Nova's nose, and the pair wander on back into the fray and search out food, Jensox asking the inn keepers if they mind his sharing with his companion.  Morsels in hand, they'll work their way back once more to the alcove on the north side and settle in under the tree/bush to enjoy.  With a full belly, Jensox doesn't feel much like moving and settles in to watch the artists, enjoy the bard's music, and be a part of a society (if on the periphery) for the first time in a while.

As the sun sets, Jensox ends up at L28, and Nova at M28.

In reply to The Man Behind The Curtain (msg # 31):

Xol is concerned about the nature of the amulet, and how it was found. He tells the young man I think it would be best if i did some additional investigation on this amulet. There are some things about it that make me uneasy, and i fear it could cause harm in the wrong hands. I'll need to consult with Abstalar at least before I can let you know for sure what it is. He takes the amulet before the young man can object, and heads toward the church to see if Ablaster can help to Identify it.

Likely being turned away due to the business of the day, he is ok to wait until later to speak with the priest if needed.

During the festival Xol meanders on the north side of the courtyard in front of the chapel. He will end up on the outskirts of the crowd during the ceremony, as he's not big on crowds, and prefers a more natural environment.

Xol settles in at M29 near Jensox for the ceremony

In reply to The Man Behind The Curtain (msg # 31):

Droart spends the afternoon following Vano around, looking around for anything concerning. All day he looks annoyed as Asur begs for alms, and tries all the food but he quietly enjoys all of it, especially watching how successful Asur is at begging. As Asur falls into N9, Droart stays in M9 right behind him.

Nova's ears perk up as Xol approaches, and he glanced up at his master with a question. Jensox reaches and scratches Nova's ears, and the dog's demeanor instantly relaxes. Nova will briefly sniff around the approaching wizard before settling back down.

Jensox recognizes maybe some of the same discomfort around crowds as he feels, and nods at Xol without saying anything before returning to his own thoughts.
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The afternoon passes without notable incident, the townsfolk and visitors enjoying the various displays of arts and crafts throughout the town square.  As the sun starts to set, everyone gathers once again in front of the cathedral.  Father Zantus steps back up to the podium, and gives the gathered throng a welcoming smile.  He raises his hands, and the acolytes behind him open the lid on cages containing thousands of swallow-tail butterflys, bathing the entire crowd in a rainbow of light reflecting off the multitude of wings.  A quiet murmer of amazement runs through the crowd.  The priest raises a small gray thunderstone above his head, and throws it down onto the ground to signal the start his speech. The stone hits the ground, and a sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun’s setting rays paint the western sky. A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake.  All eyes turn from the butterflys back to Father Zantus and he clears his throat and takes a breath to speak.

Suddenly a woman’s scream slices through the air. A few moments later, another scream rises, then another. Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises—high-pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human. The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear. As blood pools around its head, the raucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.

The entire town appears to erupt into chaos almost immediately.  Within the square, a single goblin crawls from the tent nearest Xol and Jensox.  A pair of goblins emerge from the cart near Rory and Vano, and another pair emerge from the cart near Asur and Droart.


Alright, let's do this!  The Goblins took most of you by surprise, so there will be a Surprise round.    After the surprise round we'll start the normal combat.

Surprise round initiative:
Xol
Jensox
Goblins

Map:

This message was last edited by the player at 01:12, Wed 31 July 2019.

Jensox rolled 21 using 1d20+5.  Nova's perception.

Chris let me know Nova's perception roll was high enough to notice the Gerblins, and Jensox/Nova's initiative is high enough that Nova gets a standard action in the surprise round before the enemy

Nova notices the nearest goblin (Q27) crawling from the tent. He immediately stands and alerts his master with a staccato bark and a quick look glance his shoulder. Even without a command, Nova's sheparding training takes over.


Nova takes a 5 foot step to N27 and stands guard, attempting to prevent any enemy from passing through or around him.
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In reply to Jensox (msg # 41):

Xol will start by casting reduce person on himself.

Quick on the draw, the wizard Xol reacts before anyone else, and after a brief wave of his hand and a muttered incantation finds himself reduced to a tiny fraction of his normal size.  It's obvious to any observing him that his normally lithe movements have become even more graceful, although his muscles have surely shrunk with his diminished stature.

Nova also manages to act just a hair faster than the goblins, and with a low growl in his throat positions himself between his master and the nearest threat.


With a dog encroaching on his position, the nearest goblin bolts directly south, screaming all the while.  "The longshanks have a dog!  Run, run, run!"

One of the goblins in the middle of the square moves towards the small shed near Rory and Vano, obviously trying (and failing) cto remain unnoticed.  The other goblin attempts to climb the small cart and gain the advantage of a higher position, but his foot slips on the wagon's axle and he falls prone in the dirt.

The two southernmost goblins near Droart and Asur split, one heading north and one hading south of the pair.  The southernmost goblin clearly has eyes on the loaded table of food past the pair, but it's anyone's guess what the northern creature has in mind.


Surprise round summary:

Xol Standard Action: Cast Reduce Person.

Nova 5 foot step - N27
Nova Standard Action: Guard Jensox

Goblin 1 Move Action: Move to Q21
Goblin 2 Move Action: Move to G21
Goblin 3 Move Action: Climb check on the wagon.  Fail!
-Goblin 3 falls prone
Goblin 4 Move Action: Move to N11
Goblin 5 Move Action: Move to M7.

Initiative order for Round 1:
-Xol, Droart, Asur, Rory, Jensox, Nova
-Goblins
-Vano


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After the surprise of the initial disruption caused by the goblins, Asur’s concern is for the crowd, and looks to see if there are any injured towns-people.  If there are none in immediate danger, he runs to the dog that was attacked and says a quick prayer to Sarenrae to heal its wounds and then shoos it away.

21:44, Today: Asur rolled 3 using 1d8+2.  Heal light wounds on doggo.

Jensox takes a startled glance at where full-sized Xol was standing just a moment ago, and then shakes his head in slight disbelief.

Motioning toward the fleeing goblin, Jensox barks, "'ova, attack!" He then settles into a defensive posture with his walking stick, alert for any dangers headed his way.

As a free action, Jensox commands Nova to attack the feeling goblin in square Q21.
Jensox rolled 13 using 1d20+7.  Handle Animal check, command attack.
Then as a full round action he enacts total defense, +4 Dodge bonus to AC.

The instant Nova hears the command, he's off like a bow shot across the courtyard, easily making up the distance to the fleeing goblin. Once within range behind the diminutive foe, Nova lunges at his target's legs, making a vicious bite attack and trip attempt.

Nova moves to Q22 and attacks the Goblin in Q21 with a bite attack. If the bite hits he attempts to trip the goblin (note, if the goblin is small it has a -4 to it's Dex or Str check to oppose the trip attempt):
Jensox rolled 15 using 1d20+3.  Nova bite attack against goblin.
Jensox rolled 6 using 1d6+3.  Nova bite attack damage (if hit).
Jensox rolled 5 using 1d20+1.  Nova trip check.

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Vano angrily waves an arm through the cloud of butterflies that descended on him after the start of the ceremony and have since been blocking his view of he action (clearly the reason for the bad rolls)
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Rory grins at Vano and says, "Hopefully this doesn't get too messy, I have a performance tonight!"

Rory moves to I19.

Her scarf unfurls in a blur of bright color, lashing out at the prone goblin.

Rory rolled 22 using 1d20+3.  To attack prone goblin. (With bladed scarf which crits on 19-20)
Rory rolled 7 using 1d20+3.  To confirm crit
Rory rolled 8 using 1d6+3.  Bladed scarf damage.
- or 16 if crit

Xol moves to M24, and cast Ray of frost on the Goblin in Q21.

Xol rolled 21 using 1d20+4 to attack gobling in Q21 (vs touch AC)
Xol Rolled 2 on 1d3 for damage
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In reply to The Man Behind The Curtain (msg # 43):

Seeing the commotion, and watching Asur rush to help the dog, Droart Moves to Q9 to prevent them from advancing on Asur. He attacks the one in R9 first.
Droart rolled 17 using 1d20+1 to attach goblin at R9. Rolled an 8 for damage.

Asur, stay behind me!

The party tears into the goblins like a well-coordinated machine.  Xol blasts the retreating goblin with a thin beam of magical cold, searing its green flesh.  Droart moves northward to protect Asur's flank, and runs the goblin completely through with his blade, dropping it in one blow.  Asur runs over to the injured dog and chants a few words of power, laying his glowing hands on its injured neck, and the dog's wounds magically close, staunching the flow of blood and bringing life back into its eyes.  Rory dances closer to the goblin lying on the ground near her and lashes out with her scarf.  The ribbon wraps around the tiny creature's neck, constricting with a handful of artfully concealed blades, and the with a (literally) strangled cry the goblin expires.  Jensox urges his dog to attack, and Nova charges forward, savaging the goblin attempting to flee from him.  The combination of Xol's magical blast and Nova's teeth proves to much for the goblin, and it collapses dead into the dirt.

Seeing its companion killed, the goblin nearest Rory steps in close, carefully timing its motion to avoid the reach of her scarf, and opens a cut on her arm with its folding knife.  Down southwards, the lone remaining goblin pulls its knife and attempts to flip it around in an intimidating manner.  The shoddy worksmanship fails to hold up, however, and the weapon falls apart completely, leaving the dissappointed goblin holding nothing but an empty handle.  Eyeing Droart up, he shrieks a defiant cry of "Have at you, Longshanks!" and charges with his tiny fists.  His attack is blunted by the heavy steel surrounding Droart, but Droart was clearly not expecting the charge and his return stroke misses.


Xol standard action: Ray of Frost vs. Q21 - HIT for 2 cold damage.

Droart Move Action: move to M10, draw Longsword.
Droart Standard Action: Attack N11 - HIT for 8 slashing damage.
-Goblin in M10 is dead!

Asur Move Action: move to R8
Asur Standard Action: cast Cure Light Wounds on the injured doggo
-Injured Doggo recovers 3 HP

Rory Move action: move to I21
Rory Standard Action: Attack prone goblin in I20 - HIT for 8 slashing damage.
-Goblin in I21 is dead!

Jensox standard action: Total defense, +4 AC until EONT.
Jensox free action: order Nova to Attack.

Nova move action: Move to Q22
Nova standard action: Attack goblin in Q21 - HIT for 6 damage.
-Goblin in Q21 is dead!

Monster turn

Goblin in G21 5-foot steps to H20
Goblin Standard action: Attack Rory - HIT for 2 damage

Goblin in M7 attempts to Bull Rush Droart.
-Droart makes an Attack of Opportunity - MISS!
Goblin's Bull Rush FAILS

It is the Player Turn.
Initiative order: Vano, Xol, Droart, Asur, Rory, Jensox, Nova



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Vano steps up next to Rory, drawing his blades as he moves. He lashes out with his scimitar, attempting to kill the goblin in front of him.

Vano move action: Move to H19, draw scimitar and war razor
Vano standard action: Attack goblin at H20
-rolled 19 using 1d20+6.  Scimitar attack.
-rolled 10 using 1d6+4.  Scimitar damage.

Vano glances to his side. "That's quite the scarf you have there. I tried to learn to use one when I was younger, but didn't have the knack for it"

Droart! Take him alive, his tiny fists are no threat!

Asur stands over the Doggo to defend him with his walking stick.

Asur takes a full defense action.

Rory grins at Vano, "Seems you have more than a knack for your blades though!"

Rory moves to Q10 using her full turn for the extra movement.

Assuming the paladin takes care of the goblin she calls out to Asur, "Cleric, if the dog is okay I wouldn't mind a little healing in case more of those goblins show up."

With his enemy down and no other threats in close proximity, Nova returns to Jensox's side. As the pup trots back, Jensox scouts the courtyard for unnoticed dangers and listens for anything strange outside the square. Staying alert, he reaches down with a practiced hand and scruffs Nova's ears in just the right spot, much to his companion's joy. "'ood job, 'ova. Real 'ood job."

Nova moves to square L27, receives pets, and defends Jensox.
Jensox makes a perception check for additional threats or unusual activity.
Jensox remains using total defense.
This message was last updated by the player at 01:15, Wed 07 Aug 2019.

Xol moves to H23, and will throw a dagger at the goblin in front of him.


22:37, Today: Xol rolled 25 using 1d20+5.  Throwing Dagger attack. Crit!
22:39, Today: Xol rolled 13 using 1d20+5.  To confirm.
22:39, Today: Xol rolled 3 using 1d4. for damage, or 6 damage if Crit is confirmed.

Since Vano has this goblin dead, Xol will take a full move action and move to K13 from M23
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Droart laughs at the goblin in front as he rebounds off his shield. He takes his longsword,and slashes at the goblin as if to behead him.

Droart rolled 18 using 1d20+4.  Longsword Attack
Droart rolled 4 using 1d8+3.  Longsword Damage.

Finally getting over his momentary hesitation, Vano closes with one of the goblins and drops it with a single hit from his scimitar.  Xol moves southward to close on the lone remaining foe, while Droart slashes it across the chest.  Asur maintains his vigil over the injured doggo, while Rory moves down to ask for some healing.  Nova returns to his master, and the pair are reunited again.

The lone remaining goblin, injured and out of its mind with rage, tries to close and punch Droart with its tiny fists - the paladin anticipated the attack this time, though, and his sword strikes true again, putting down their last remaining foe.

With the goblins all dispatched, a momentary hush falls over the square.  Indistinct shouts and sounds of chaos echo from elsewhere in town, although they are all far enough away that it's impossible to pin down a direction at this point in time.


Vano move action: move to H19 and draw his weapons.
Vano standard action: attack Goblin at H20 - HIT Goblin for 10 damage.
-Goblin at H20 DIES.

Xol: Double move to K13.

Asur: Full Defense

Droart standard action: Attack Goblin at M9 - HIT Goblin for 4 damage.

Rory: Double move to Q10.

Nova: Move to L27, receive pets.
Jensox: Dispense Pets, Full Defense.

Monster Turn
M9 Goblin standard action: Unarmed Strike against Droart
-Provokes an Attack of Opportunity
-Attack of Opportunity HITS the goblin for 6 damage
-Goblin at M9 DIES

Vano looks around to see if there is any more danger, or if any townsfolk are seriously injured. "Is everyone alright?" he calls out.

If he notices neither (and if we are out of combat turns) he searches the two dead nearby goblins.
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Jensox continues to praise Nova, while looking around and outside the square for further trouble.

In reply to Rory (msg # 53):

Asur smiles apologetically at Rory.

I’m going to have to save the magical healing for more dire wounds, in case the goblins have caused more than mischief in town.  But I’d be happy to bind your cut normally until we’re sure the danger has passed.

As Asur moves to Rory to bind her cut, he gives Droart a severe look.

Droart, there was no need to kill him, he posed no threat without a weapon, and we could have gotten answers from the Goblin.  I’m not mad, just disappointed.

Using a healer’s kit: 0:24, Today: Asur rolled 29 using 1d20+9. Binding Rory’s wound

Xol mumbles to himself as he goes to the nearest goblin and begins searching it for clues as to where it came from, or why it came to town today.

Xol rolled 20 using 1d20+7.  Perception check on dead goblins.
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"Understandable, cleric, thanks! And yeah, no need to kill the goblin! We could have at least had a conversation first."

While her wound is being bound Rory looks around to find her cousins and make sure they are okay.

Rory rolled 18 using 1d20+2.  Perception to look for cousins.

A few more moments of quiet pass, and people start to peak out from behind corners, around carts, and through the door to the new cathedral where they'd taken shelter from the goblin's attack.  While most of the citizenry appears hesitant to enter the square proper, Father Zantus steps out of the cathedral, accompanied by Ferak and Isa.  Zantus mutters a few words and places a glowing hand on Rory's shoulder, wiping away the cut left by the goblin's crude blade.  "Thank you for coming to our aide; I have no doubt there are more of the foul creatures running amok through the city even now."

At that moment, Ferak points to the cathedral's rooftop with a cry - "Look, there's another one!"  With its cover blown the goblin tries to move faster than it should on the sloped stone; it trips, and comes crashing down onto the cathedral's stone steps, its neck obviously broken on landing.

Zantus shakes his head and opens his mouth to something, but before he can speak a tremendous thunderclap echoes through the square and a plume of black smoke starts rising to the south.  The priest recovers remarkably quickly, pointing towards the fire.  "That must have been one of the fuel carts for tonight's bonfires!  Please see to them, I'll try and lead the rest of the townsfolk to safety."
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Vano turns toward the sound of the explosion and is in motion before Zantus finishes speaking. He starts jogging in the direction of the smoke and calls out to the other surprisingly capable people in the square. "If you are willing to keep fighting the goblins stick close to me. Otherwise please help protect the townsfolk!"

He keeps an eye out as he goes, glancing down any side alleys and making sure to look above at the rooftops.
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Rory takes a moment to bow deeply in thanks to Father Zantus then turns to her cousins, "Ferak, Isa, can you help the townsfolk? And keep an eye out for Jamis, I don't see him anywhere. And most importantly, stay safe!"

She runs to catch up with Vano and gives him a grin, "Guess the fun's not over yet!"

As she heads with Vano towards the explosion she keeps an eye out for both goblins and her pickpocketing cousin Jamis.

Jensox has little interest in further troubles, and this violence is just further evidence that coming in to town was a terrible idea.

Nova, on the other hand, immediately trots after Vano, stopping 30' from Jensox and looking over his shoulder. He gives a staccato bark.

"What? i's not our figh', 'ova!"

Nova's shoulders slouch, crestfallen.

"Oh, don't be like 'at, yous had your fun, we're no' chasin' any more 'erblins. We don' 'eed t' be riskin' our hides for this 'own!"

Jensox calls Nova back and they stay in the square, looking around warily.
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Seems pretty likely SOMEONE is hurt from the sound of it; I’d better come with you.

Asur quickly follows behind Rory and Vano.

Whole Jensox, Nova, and Xol remain in the courtyard with Father Zantus, Rory, Vano, and Asur head southwards to investigate the source of the giant plume of smoke.  They have barely left the courtyard when the instigators make themselves known; another group of goblins is marching  to the North, towards the courtyard and the cathedral.  The goblins up front are all carrying torches, while the one in the back is brandishing a whip and singing a marching tune in time with its footsteps.  "Catch the pup.  Bonk the head to shut it up.  Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed, We be goblins, you be food!  The goblins with torches apparently have no sense of rhythym whatsoever, and their steps fail to sync with the tune in anything beyond the most haphazard fashion.

Farther south, beyond the goblins, a low stone wall surrounds what those of you familiar with the area would know to be the White Deer inn.




Initiative:
Vano
Goblins

Vano charges southward, still slightly riding the adrenaline from the previous battle. He pauses for a moment hearing the song..."Did you hear that Asur? They are targeting the dogs! Are you going to allow that?". He then continues toward the goblins, blades at the ready.

Vano move action: Move to L24, draw scimitar and war razor.
Vano standard action: Attack goblin at M23.
-rolled 21 using 1d20+6.  Scimitar attack.
-rolled 6 using 1d6+4.  Scimitar damage.

As the others charge south from the square, Jensox and Nova continue to stand warily on guard. When no other enemies present themselves, Jensox gives a slight laugh and scratches Nova's head. The pair will stay near/under the small tree in the square until disturbed.

Slightly faster on his feet than the small goblins, Vano moves in and strikes the nearest goblin, dropping it dead with his first strike.  The small creature screams in pain as it dies, startling the other goblins out of their momentary lull.

The goblin with the whip gestures with its offhand, and Vano's eyes glaze over as an enchantment sows a momentary burst of confusion in his mind.  The goblin laughs, a shrill cackling sound, and continues its creepy singing.  "Goblins race and goblins jump.  Goblins slash and goblins bump.  Burn the skin and mash the head, Goblins here and you be dead!"

The other two goblins close on Vano, attempting to wedge him between them.  The first goblin to close swings its rickety weapon, and the pin on the dogslicer's hing breaks, depositing the blade on the ground.  The other goblin, missing any sort of aid from its ally, swings at Vano as well, and misses.



The sound of distant goblin scream works is audible as far north as the Cathedral, and Nova wines at the noise.  Father Zantus, picking up on the dog's anxiety, nods.  "Master druid, I fear they will need aid.  I will attempt to heal them, but it may not be enough.  Will you and your companion join us?"




Vano
Move Action: move to L24
Standard Action: Attack Goblin in M23.  Hit! for 6 damage.  Goblin dies!

Monster Turn
Whip Goblin
Standard Action: Cast Daze on Vano.  Vano Will save: Fail!
-Vano cannot take any actions this round
Move Action: None

Goblin 2
Move Action: Move to M25, draw Dogslicer
Standard Action: Attack Vano - MISS with a Natural 1!  Goblin 2's Dogslicer breaks

Goblin 3
Move Action: Move to K23.
Standard Action: Attack Vano - MISS!

Player Turn

Vano's arms hang limply at his sides and his eyes glaze over as the spell takes hold.

Asur moves to the gerblin closest to him and attacks.
09:47, Today: Asur rolled 2 using 1d3-1.

09:46, Today: Asur rolled 4 using 1d20+1.  Aiming a kick at a gerblin.

Asur charges forward and misses a kick trying to get the goblins away from Vano.

Rory moves to N22 attacking the magic goblin with her blade scarf.

Rory rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  Bladed scarf attack.
Rory rolled 9 using 1d6+3.  Bladed scarf damage if hit.

She yells over at Vano and Asur, "Save that inn! I'm performing there later! ...Hopefully..."

Asur closes with the northernmost goblin, lashing out with one of his feet at the tiny creature's head.  The goblin ducks at the last second, although its corresponding lack of a working weapon leaves it unable to strike back in return.  Rory moves towards the chanting goblin, swinging with the razors in her scarf and also failing to find purchase.  And Vano stares straight ahead of him in a daze.

The goblins respond with attacks of their own, although they are still as incompetent as ever.  The chanting goblin tries to wrap her whip around Rory's foot, only to be stymied by a quick step from the agile dancer.  The haze is just starting to clear from Vano's eyes when the unarmed goblin charges forward, and acting almost entirely on instinct he cuts the creature down.  The sole remaining goblin wielding a weapon tries to land a blow on the swashbuckler, but Vano deftly parries its blow with his razor.


Asur
Move Action - Move to N25
Standard Action - Kick goblin at M25.  Miss!

Rory
Move Action - Move to N22
Standard Action - Attack whip goblin at N20.  Miss!

Vano
Vano is Dazed

Monster Turn

Whip Goblin
Standard Action: Trip attempt against Rory.  Miss!
Whip Goblin takes a 5 foot step to O19.
-Vano is no longer Dazed

Goblin 2
Standard Action: Unarmed Attack against Vano.
-Vano gets an Attack of Opportunity against Goblin 2.  Hit for 5 damage!
-Gobln 2 dies

Goblin 3
Standard Action: Attack Vano with Dogslicer.  Miss!

Player Turn

Asur looks at Rory incredulously.
The INN is what you’re concerned about? Not the dogs? Or, you know, the people?

Asur brandishes his stout walking stick and takes a running whack at the goblin closest to Vano.

Asur takes a Move Action to K 24
Asur takes a main action to attack the goblin with his quarterstaff
Asur rolled 7, 1 using 1d20-1, 1d6-1. Taking a whack at the Goblin.
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Vano tries to shake off the lingering haziness of the spell as he spins around to deal with the second goblin attacking him. His left boot slips in goblin blood and his attacks flail a bit wildly as he tries to lash out with both weapons.

Vano rolled 7,4(natural 1) using 1d20+4,1d20+3.  full attack on goblin.

"No doggies in sight and I am guessing there are people in the Inn, so I'm worried about all of it?" She says as she sidesteps the whip that tried to trip her.

Rory moves in range of the goblin and TRIES to attacks again.

Move to O21
Rory rolled 4 using 1d20+3 (Natural 1).  Attack with bladed scarf.

:(

Lost in alertness of the environment and yet not used to company of the talking variety, Jensox startles at the Father's voice. He cocks his head slightly and  listens to the sounds of the combat filtering into the square, waits just a pause too long, and then responds.

"Uhh, 'spec-fully, Father, I'm not a-thinkin' it's our 'iends what 'eed aiding. A-sides, tha' black-dart fella 'ure looked capable. Me 'n 'ova are 'ust here 'bout our woods, 'n the sheriff said 'ust 'ang around until t'morrow, so's I's not gonna run a'ways from no gerbl'ns, now, bu' I don't make a 'abit of chasin' trouble, you know?"
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Vano, Rory, and Asur all swing valiantly at the goblins, but the goblins all seem to be blessed with supernatural luck and manage to duck every blow aimed at their tiny, cackling forms.

In retaliation the northernmost goblin swings again at Vano with its tiny razor, and manages to connect, drawing a shallow cut along the swashbuckler's ribs.  The chanter tries one more time to ensnare Rory's feet in its whip, but again fails to find purchase on the agile dancer.  Snarling in frustration the chanter drops its whip and pulls out a knife of its own before closing in amongst the gyrations of Rory's swirling scarf.



Father Zantus listens to Jensox's speech impassively, then shakes his head.  "I understand the desire for peace, although if events are in motion I fear your woods may not remain the refuge they once were.  Desna be with you."  And with that, the priest starts jogging south, towards the sound of conflict.


Asur
Move action: Move to K24
Standard Action: Quarterstaff attack against Goblin 3 - Miss!

Rory
Move action: Move to O21
Standard Action: Attack Whip Goblin - Miss!

Vano
Full Attack vs Goblin 3 - Miss! and Miss!

Monster turn

Whip Goblin
Standard Action: Trip attack against Rory - Miss!
Free Action: Drop the Whip
Move Action: Draw a Dogslicer
5-foot step to O20

Goblin 3
Standard Action: Attack Vano - Hit! for 3 damage!

Player Turn


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"Asur try to surround him!" Vano continues attacking the goblin as he circles around it.

Move action: 5 foot step to L23
Vano rolled 11, 7 (13 and 9 if Asur moves to flank) using 1d20+4,1d20+3.  full attack
Vano rolled 10, 6 using 1d6+4,1d4+4. damage rolls
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Rory dances around the goblin and grins as he closes in with the dog slicer.

Move five foot step to P21
Rory rolled 7 using 1d6+3 Damage with bladed scarf.
Rory rolled 21 using 1d20+3.  Attack the Goblin in front of her with the bladed scarf.

Asur take a move action to  I23
Asur attacks the Goblin with his quarterstaff
Asur rolled 0 (1-1) to hit the goblin

You know, I should have paid more attention to my body guard when he said to practice hitting things!

Asur and Vano continue in vain trying to attack the northernmost goblin; despite their fancy footwork, trapping it neatly between the two of them, the tiny creature remains elusive and their strikes find only empty air.

The goblin with the whip, however, is not so lucky.  It closes with Rory, and she pivots to the side, continuing her dance and trailing the length of her scarf in her wake.  The goblin is obviously not expecting this maneuver and fails to dodge out of the way.  By the time Rory stops moving the goblin lies bleeding to death on the ground, its face and neck slashed with multiple shallow cuts.

The lone remaining goblin, realizing it is outmatched, gives a tiny shriek of terror and sprints away from Asur and Vano.  The two warriors attempt one more time to bring it down, but the elusive creature holds onto its last bit of luck and their blows once again fail to find its gray flesh.



Asur:
-Five Foot Step to J23
-Standard Action: Melee attack vs. Goblin 3.  Miss!

Rory:
-Five Foot Step to P21
-Standard Action: Melee attack vs. Whip Goblin.  Hit! for 7 damage!  Whip Goblin dies!

Vano:
-Five Foot Step to L23
-Goblin 3 is Flanked!
-Full Round Action: Full Attack vs. Goblin 3!  Miss! and Miss!


Monster Turn
Goblin 3
-Goblin 3 double moves to W24, provoking attacks of opportunity from Vano and Asur.
-Asur's AOO Misses Goblin 3
-Vano's AOO Misses Goblin 3



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"Hey! Get back here!"
Vano charges the goblin and attacks.

Vano charges to V23.
Vano rolled 21 using 1d20+8. Charge attack vs goblin.
Vano rolled 8 using 1d6+4. Damage
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"We should try to question him!"

Rory double moves to X23

There’s something going on in the tavern too! Take care of that goblin quickly, there are others in trouble still!

Asur moves to the entrance of the inn and opens the door.

Vano charges after the fleeing goblin, and with the tiny creature's back turned it is unable to duck out of the way of his scimitar.  The goblin drops without any further fuss just as Rory arrives at Vano's side.

Moving towards the south, Asur puts one thin shoulder against the heavy oak doors and pushes.  The doors are incredibly bulky, but the hinges have been well maintained and they open slowly and silently to reveal another battle.

The scene below shows a small band of goblins in the inn's courtyard.  In the middle of the entrance path, an armored goblin stands next to a riding dog, a halbred in his tiny hands.  A large hunting dog stands snarling on the goblin's other side, fangs bared and ready to attack the small creature.  On the east side of the path stands another trio of goblins wielding the same small knives the group has become accustomed to seeing and cowering from the horrific image of the snarling hound.

And finally, closer to the inn, Asur can make out a human man wearing a fine set of clothing taking cover from the goblins behind a small stone bench.

As Asur watches, the armored goblin whirls his halbred above his head before bringing it clashing down onto the hunting dog, severing its head with a single blow.  The other goblins cheer and the finely dressed-man screams.  For a single moment, there is no attention directed northward.


Vano:
-Full Round Action: Vano charges to V23 and attacks the goblin at W24.  Hit! for 8 damage against the -goblin.  The goblin is Dead

Rory:
-Full Round Action: Rory double moves to X23

Asur:
-Move action: Asur moves to O19
-Standard action: Asur opens the door set in the wall

For the start of the third fight, all the PC's have a Surprise Round.  You can take either a Standard or a Move action.  Then the normal initiative order will start.
Initiative order:
Surprise Round - all PC's
First Player Turn: Asur, Vano
Monster Turn


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Vano follow's Asur to the inn.
moves to Q20

Rory moves to R20

Asur shakes his head, suddenly free of the horrible flashback of the doggo dying.

Asur takes a full defensive action, waiting for his companions to run in first
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Vano and Rory approach the goblins, and Asur pulls his arms into a defensive pose.  The goblins appear to be shaking themselves out of their surprise at being ambushed, but Vano and Asur are faster on the draw and have one more moment to act before the tiny creatures launch a counter-attack.



Surprise Round:

Vano
-moves to Q20

Rory
-moves to R20

Asur
-Full Defense Action

It is now the Player's Turn
Asur and Vano may act before the goblins

Asur is incensed at the cruelty exhibited by the Gerblins towards the dogs of the town, and runs forward with tears in his eyes brandishing his quarterstaff.  Unfortunately his emotional state makes his aim poor, and he whifs above the little creature’s head.

Asur moves to O-14.  Asur takes a whack at the goblin. 5.

Vano rushes down trying to catch up to Asur and attempting to get between him and the goblins. He slashes toward one as he runs.

Move action to Q14
Standard action attack goblin at P14.
Vano rolls an 8 to hit using 1d20+6
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Asur and Vano move to flank one of the goblins; even caught by surprise, the small creature's armor helps ward off the blows aimed at it, and both of their strikes fail to find purchase.

The other two goblins move north to help their small friend, and they slide into place on either side of Asur and Vano.  All three of the horrible fiends strike out, and one of them scores Vano along the ribs, opening another cut on the warrior.  The armored goblin to the south gives the cowering human a glare, then stows the halbred on his back before hopping aside the riding dog and drawing his bow.  As the goblin settles himself, he shakes his head as if freeing himself from some sort of external influence, and his movements become slightly more deliberate.

And silently, taking pains not to draw any attention to himself, the elderly figure of Alabaster Zantus comes walking down the path.


Player turn
Asur
-Move Action: Move to O14.
-Standard Action: Attack Goblin 2 with quarterstaff.  Miss!

Vano
-Move Action: Move to Q14
-Standard Action: Attack Goblin 2 with scimitar.  Miss!

Monster turn
Goblin 3
-Move Action: Move to R14.
-Standard Action: Attack Vano.  Hit! for 4 damage.

Goblin 2
-Move Action: None.
-Standard Action: Attack Vano. Miss!

Goblin 1
-Move Action: Move to N14.
-Standard Action: Attack Asur.  Miss!

Armored Goblin
-Move Action: Sheathe Horsechopper
-Move Action: Mount the goblin riding dog while drawing shortbow.

Alabaster Zantus
-Double Move Action: Move to O22.

Player turn!
Initiative order: Rory, Asur, Vano


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Seeing Vano injured, Asur takes a quick step towards him while grasping his Symbol of Sarenrae.

Lady of light, heal this man's wounds!

Asur takes a 5 foot step to P15 and casts Cure Light Wounds on Vano.
07:17, Today: Asur rolled 9 using 1d8+2.  Healing Vano!

Trouble hitting that goblin, Vano? Oh, damn these guys are tricky!


Move to O14
Rory rolled 8 using 1d20+3.  Attack goblin at O16 with bladed scarf.

They are annoyingly nimble! Vano lashes out with both weapons in a full attack. He targets the goblin in P14 first and if it dies, goes for R14 with the 2nd attack.

Vano rolled 14,6 using 1d20+4,1d6+4. Scimitar
Vano rolled 19,4 using 1d20+3,1d4+2.  War Razor
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Rory moves forward under the bridge and tries to take out one of the goblins with her bladed scarf, but fails to connect.  Asur takes a careful step to place him next to Vano, then channels a fistful of positive energy.  The nearby goblin takes a swing while he's momentarily distracted, but the tiny creature fails to land a blow on the cleric.  Vano, in a flashing ring of steel, slays first one of the goblins next to him with a swipe from his scimitar, then turns and lays the other creature out with his razor. 

With one goblin still providing a screen, the mounted archer circles around down south and launches an arrow at Vano.  Despite the jostling of his mount destabilizing his aim, the arrow scores a hit on the freshly healed warrior.  The last goblin on foot closes with Rory and slashes her with his knife.

Seeing Rory injured, father Zantus walks up behind her, summoning positive energy in a fashion similar to Asur.  "Be at peace, child.  Desna will see us through."



Player Turn
Rory:
-Move action: Rory moves to O26
-Standard action: Attack goblin at N14.  Miss!

Asur:
-Asur takes a 5 foot step to P15.
-Standard action: sacrifice Bless to cast Cure Light Wounds on Vano
-Goblin at P14 makes an attack of opportunity against Asur - <b>Miss!
-Vano heals 9 HP

Vano:
-Vano takes a Full Attack.
-Scimitar against P14 - Hit! for 14 damage.  The goblin dies
-War Razor against the goblin in R14.  The goblin dies


Monster Turn:
Goblin Commando:
-Move Action: Goblin Commando moves to N6
-Goblin Commando shoots an arrow at Vano.  Hit for 3 damage!

Goblin 3:
-Goblin 3 takes a 5 step to O15.
-Goblin 3 attacks Rory - Hit for 3 damage!

Father Zantus
-Move action: Father Zantus moves to O17
-Standard Action: Father Zantus casts Cure Light Wounds on Rory.  Rory heals 5 HP.

Vano grins toward Asur. Thanks! Now let's see if I can do something about that archer.

Vano charges to N7 and attacks the goblin commando.
Vano rolled 15 using 1d20+8. Charge attack.
Vano rolled 8 using 1d6+4. Damage roll.

(I'm not precisely sure if Rory is considered to be in my way which would make charging illegal. If that is the case, I double move to O4 instead)
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Hurry up Vano!

Rory rolled 19 using 1d20+3 to attack the little goblin in front of me.
Rory rolled 7 using 1d6+3 damage on goblin.
Move to O10 if the goblin is dead. It *should* be dead...
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If the goblin is dead, Asur double moves to be adjacent to the poor man who lost his doggo

Rory's scarf reaches out once more, and the blades artfully concealed in its whipping length close on the throat of the goblin before her for a moment before it falls, dead.  Asur steps passed the tiny creature's body to move towards the cowering human figure.  Vano charges southward, his blades glinting in the sun, and he strikes the final blow of the combat. 

Staring first at the grisly specter of his dead dog, then at the fallen goblins, then back again, the cowering man's mouth opens and closes silently while he tries to process what's going on.

The goblins are all dead, we're now out of initiative order.


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Asur gently puts his arm around the grieving man, and turns him away from the sight of his pet.

I’m so sorry we didn’t get here faster.  I would be honored if you would let me help you put him to rest when you’re ready.  What is their name?

Vano glances back over his shoulder at Father Vantus. How far away were those fuel carts? We killed some goblins with torches outside, but there could still be more.
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"Thank you for the healing Father," Rory gives Father Zanthus a slight bow then heads towards the inn.

She peaks through the windows to see if there is anyone who was injured and ran into the inn for cover, or to if there might be goblins hiding inside. If she sees no goblins she stands to the side of the door and yells, "The goblins out here are gone but we don't know if the city is safe yet. Is there anyone inside who needs aid?"

If she sees goblins she quietly warns the others.

The well-dressed man manages to quiet his screams shortly after the last goblin fell, although he's still breathing hard as Asur tries to calm him down.  "Those... creatures!  They were awful!  If you hadn't come along, I don't know what I would have done.  I just... I couldn't..."  He shakes his head slightly as Asur's words penetrate the haze of confusion.  "You would be honored to help me put... who to rest?"  His eyes widen slightly as the full import of the cleric's words reaches him.  "Oh, you mean Shadow?  I am humbled by the kindness of your spirit, sir, it is a rare man who thinks of animals in such a manner."  He closes his eyes briefly, holds his breath for a moment, then nods.  "I will be staying at the Rusty Dragon for the next few days, can we discuss this tomorrow?  I am afraid I am not at my best right now."

Father Zantus sighs heavily as the last of the goblins expires under Vano's blade.  Leaning heavily on his staff, the vitality that had momentarily sustained him during the fight evaporates, and he once again appears a tired old man.  "The fuel carts, and indeed the city, are safe, my friends.  The sheriff sent a rider, only just missing you - these few goblins were the only ones with any stomach for a fight.  As far as we can tell, after you defeated the first group in front of the cathedral the rest of them turned tail and ran at the prospect of stiffer resistance than they had anticipated.  There are many of the small creatures running north to the safety of their forests even now."

Vano searches the body of the armored goblin. Maybe there are clues to the purpose of the attack, or perhaps some coin.

Vano rolled 21 using 1d20+2.  Searching the goblin.

"Father, could you take a closer look at these goblins? Something seemed off while I was fighting them. They seemed...weakened somehow, but I'm not really an expert on these things. This whole attack just seems strange to me."
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Rory joins Vano and father Zantus to examine the goblin. "That was exciting! I may need to borrow a clean costume for the performance tonight, though." She frowns at the blood stains on her entertainer's clothes.

Jensox stays alert in the square while the sounds of the battle to the South ring about, and even for a few minutes after the noise ceases. Eventually though, if no more trouble presents itself he'll cautiously wander the town, keeping Nova close, trying to locate the guard post mentioned by the Sheriff. He won't enter/bother anyone in the post, but just wants to have his bearings for tomorrow.
This message was last updated by the player at 22:15, Sun 01 Dec 2019.

Father Zantus walks slowly over to the goblin lying dead at Vano's feet.  He looks the tiny creature over from head to toe without touching it, then crouches down at the body's side.  "Interesting.  Weaker than normal, you said?  I don't feel any lingering negative energy coming from the creature."  Reaching down to the ground he picks up a small stick, which he uses in turn to open one of the goblin's eyelids.  He takes a long look into the creature's tiny eyes, then opens its mouth.  "Ah, there it is.  A faint odor of poisonous mushroom on the creature's breath.  Curious.  I wonder how the creature was exposed to such a toxin?"



Loot time!  Scattered between all the goblins you fought near the inn, you find the following noteworthy items:

• 1 light blue magical potion
• 30 gp
• 2 sets of studded leather armor (small)
• 2 small shortbows
• 40 small arrows
• 1 small whip
• 1 Masterwork Horsechopper (aka Small Halbred)

After a brief tour of the courtyard, Jensox is easily able to identify the guard barracks - it's an obviously fortified squat stone building with a painted wooden sign outside bearing a crude moniker of a shield and sword.

In reply to Abstalar Zantus (msg # 112):

Jensox will try and identify the blue potion from afar with a Spellcraft check. Or, you know, the next time he's with the party.

Jensox rolled 15 using 1d20+6.  Spellcraft check unknown blue potion.

"I don't know what to make of that, Father. I'm going to do some more looking around though. I still want to check out the site of the explosion." Vano is about to walk off when he pauses and picks up the horsechopper. "Nice blade on this one, despite the goblin-make".

After examining it a moment, he leans the haft against his shoulder and walks over to Asur and the well-dressed man. He extends a hand to the man. "I'm glad you are alright, sir. My name is Vano, and I'm working with Sheriff Hemlock. I may have some questions regarding this attack sometime in the next few days. Would you mind telling me where I will be able to find you?"

Vano is encumbered with a medium load as long as he is carrying the horsechopper.
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Rory attempts to sleight of hand the gold, keeping 20 for herself and holding out the other 10 to Father Zanthus.

"Father, it looks like they had some money on them. Maybe it can help fix some of the damage they have done to the town." She gives Father Zanthus 10 of the gold. "Do you perhaps know of a good cleaner? In case I am still to dance at the inn tonight, it would be a better show if I wasn't covered in blood, I think."

"Vano! Are you going to investigate this toxin? That sounds fun! I'll help. I would be happy to help you find a buyer for the weapon, too. Make sure you get the best price. There would only be a small fee, highly discounted from my usual rate since we've fought side by side. I promise I can get you a better deal." Rory grins and claps Vano on the shoulder.

If it is close to the time she is supposed to perform at the Inn she will stay there, go inside and see if she can find the proprietor. And if I remember right this is the inn where her horse is stabled. So she checks on Aria to make sure the goblins didn't kill her.

Rory rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Sleight of hand on the gold to pocket most of it before offering the rest to Father Zanthus.
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Father Zantus accepts the money from Rory with a nod.  "Bless you, child.  It speaks well of your spirit that you would give so generously."  The old man stashes the coins away in his robe, then continues.  "Regarding your outfit, Cyrdak the bard should be able to address that concern magically, if you wish.  I'm sure he'll see fit to clean you up free of charge after what you have done for us all today."  The old man raises his voice slightly, making sure to encompass Asur and Vano as well.  "The three of you have done the city of Sandpoint a great service this day.  May the blessings of Desna be upon you."

The noble talking with Asur visibly starts at the interruption, then takes Vano's hand and shakes it once.  "Thank you, Vano, for saving me.  The way those goblins fell before your blades... truly remarkable!"  His speech picks up in pace as he talks, excitement building.  "Like wheat before the farmer's sickle.  I've never seen the like!"  Releasing Vano's hand, he nods in agreement.  "Yes, after the services you rendered today I should be happy to help you with any questions you have.  As I was telling your friend here, I am staying at the Rusty Dragon for the next several days - these creatures fell upon me before I was able to find shelter within its doors."

"I'll tell you what Rory. If you can negotiate a better selling price for it, you can take half the difference as your fee."

"I never did catch your name. Who should I ask for when I stop by the inn?" After hearing his response, Vano nods at the noble and Asur and takes his leave.

Vano heads off in the direction the explosion came from earlier, figuring he might as well go take a look at those fuel carts now.

Aldern's face breaks into a smile as Rory approaches before he shakes Vano's hand briefly.  "Ah yes, where are my manners?  Aldern Foxglove.  Well met, master swordsman."  Turning to Rory, he bows and gives his cape a flourish.  "And well met to you as well, madame.  The picture of grace, beauty... and quite deadly with that clever scarf you wear around your neck.  I have never seen its like before.  Tell me, how did you learn to fight in such a manner?"

Having scouted his mission for the morning, Jensox and Nova will wander on back to the square. With nothing else going on, they'll take a look at the goblin bodies. Noticing some mushroom residue around their mouths, he'll rely on his life experience to see if he can determine anything about the type or ingestion of the mushrooms.

Jensox rolled 27 using 1d20+8.  Knowledge nature check on mushrooms that poisoned goblins.
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Jensox's close examination of the goblin corpses in the cathedral square yields no evidence of either mushrooms or other poisons.  The only injuries to the small creatures are the various injuries inflicted on their bodies are the variety of wounds inflicted during the brief, one-sided fight.

Rory thanks Aldern for his praise and talks to him a bit about how she learned to used the bladed scarf from her aunt. After speaking with him she heads out to find the bard to clean her scarf, Viskalai and her cousins to make sure the dance is still on for the night. If it is she performs happily with her cousins' help.

Rory rolled 23 using 1d20+4.  Dancing for tips

In reply to The Man Behind The Curtain (msg # 122):

After his thorough but ultimately disappointing investigation, Jensox and Nova will head out of town, just a short ways. Walking out the gate Jensox's shoulders visibly relax. A simple, "'ova, dinner," quickly produces a dead rabbit from the nearby forrest, which the two proceed to share. Jensox then locates a solid tree, climbs into a lower branch, hauls up Nova, and the two bed down for the night.

Vano rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  Search the area around the exploded fuel cart.