THE LORD OF MURDER SHALL PERISH, BUT
in his doom he shall spawn a score of mortal progeny.
Chaos will be sown from their passage...
                                    —Ancient prophecy

  One year ago, the Sword Coast was nearly plunged into a war. A mercantile organization known as the Iron Throne manipulated the great nations of Baldur’s Gate and Amn toward war, eager for the profits that would come from such a conflict. The plans of the Iron Throne were exposed and undone by a group of intrepid adventurers and wizards known as the Harpers.

  Although war was averted, the Iron Throne was merely a front which disguised much greater threats. The leaders of the Iron Throne had unwisely involved themselves with many dangerous entities. They hired unscrupulous wizards to study magical secrets that were better forgotten. They made pacts with power-hungry men who wished to become gods. They hired shapeshifting assassins who could infiltrate the throne rooms of great kingdoms. Although
the Iron Throne has been shattered, the evil that they unleashed still lurks within the city of Baldur’s Gate.

 You know all about this because one of your friends' reach out to you with a rumor that a man named Khalid, has sent out an urgent missive looking for characters of trustworthy nature. Same friend let it be known that he is a Harper agent and that you must be on your way to the Coast Way called the Friendly Arm Inn. As soon as it is possible.
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The Friendly Arms Inn is ran out of an old stone keep at the center of a small hamlet along the Coast Way. It is a stopping point for many caravans coming from Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter, nations of Amn, Calimshan, Tethyr.

The hamlet itself located on the hill, with keep almost hovering above it. You can see the keep as you clear the forest. The air smells of hot food and sweet mead, your weary feet are aching for a decent bed.

As you make your way towards the hamlet, then towards the inn, then up the large set of stairs (one may wonder how any drunkards broke their necks climbing down these stairs after a night of fun). Heavy wood doors open into a cozy tap room bathed in warm lantern light. The inn is packed with patrons dressed in varying attire both familiar and exotic. Scattered among them stand a handful of well-armored soldiers who all wear a distinctive insignia of a clenched fist wreathed in fire. As you cross the inn’s threshold, one such soldier approaches you, holding out a gauntleted arm. He says, “You won’t be needing weapons here. Leave them with me, and I’ll return them upon your departure.”

Sundos smiled and nodded to the soldier. "Sure thing. How is the duty here?" Sundos handed over his spear, then his crossbow. He 'forgot' to hand over his hand axe until the soldier asks for it. "My name is Sundos. Don't forget who gave you those weapons."

He reflected that not too long ago in another hamlet much like this town, Sundos was the soldier asking others to turn in their weapons. It was much easier to ask people for their weapons before they started drinking. It's been interesting since he left the service. But now he is getting the travel he didn't experience much in the army.

He walked to the bar and ordered some ale and and food. He found the only empty table and sat down with his mug to wait for the food. He was starving. Without thinking he lightly caressed his amulet of Lathander. Sundos has been on the road all day and was tired and hungry. He smiled as he watched all of the strangers from distance lands and enjoyed the different accents he heard.

[Private to Dungeon Master: I wasn't sure if I was allowed to post or not. I hope it's alright. ]

Simon shrugs, "I don't have any weapons, just a hunting bow. And I certainly didn't come to a tavern to HUNT dinner." Simon blinks when the soldier seems unconvinced by simple logic and sighs, handling over his bow. "At least you've protected the squirrels and rabbits that patronize the establishment."

Simon heads for the bar and orders a chunk of bread, a chunk cheese and a chunk of whatever domestic fauna is on the spit, then finds a place to sit, pulls out his dagger and proceeds to eat.

OOC: Daggers are tools...and dinner cutlery.

Today's menu consist of:

Boiled Eggs and Cashew Bread, Tankard of Cider (7 cp)
Braised Goose and Soft Cheese, Glass of Rum (2 sp)
Smoked Pork and Dried Turnip, Tankard of Stout (10 cp)
Dried Whitefish and Carrot, Tankard of Beer (11 cp)
Braised Pheasant with Garlic and Millet Bread, Glass of Brandy (1 sp)

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@Simon
The rosey cheeked gnome behind the bar waves at one of the soldiers at points at Simon. The soldier approaches the warlock, "Sir, when we requested for you to hand all of the weapons, we really meant all of them. Master Bentley, requesting for you to hand over your...cuttrely, the innkeeper will provide our own for you. I appreciate your cooperation".. He looks back and nodes at what looks like 5 additional soldiers dressed in uniform of Flaming Fist. "I also was notified that whoever you are looking for is at the table by the fireplace"., the soldier motions at a man sitting by the fire dressed in a ornate half-plate armor, with a shield strapped to his back. The man's skin looks tanned, he is picking nervously at his bread, while picking up a tankard of cider from time to time. He looks around the inn, meeting your gaze he nods.
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@Sundos

"Don't worry sir, this inn and hamlet is well protected by the Flaming Fist. Me and twenty of my friends will take a good care of your items".

You make your way to the table and eat. As you are taken in by people and the inn, the sounds of commotion bring you back to reality. There is no fighting, just some soldier attempting to reinforce the rules of the inn. The same soldier turns around and approaches you. "I believe this man over there has been asking for you", he points at the
man by the fireplace, same man which was pointed out to Simon.


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@All

Everyone else will be directed to Khalid's table, stating that he had been there for awhile waiting for person or group to arrive.

Einar let out a weary sigh as he entered the inn and saw the many people inside. He briefly considered simply turning about and leaving, preferring another night in the open to this mire of... people. But he had agreed to meet whoever this khalid was, and his ma hadn't raised him to break agreements. More importantly, Einar was hungry, his stomach growling something fierce at the smell of cooked food. He licked his lips and tusks at the thought, before noticing a soldier saying something about weapons?
It took him a a moment before he understood. He was still more used to thinking of his axes as tools than weapons. He did hand over his large, reinforced woodsman's axe with an affirmative grunt. and his smaller pair of axes, and his hunting javelins.
With the soldier seemingly satisfied and gesturing towards a table already occupied by a few people, Einar's brow furrowed for a moment, before he took a deep resigned sigh and trudged over, rolling his shoulders to loosen up as he mentally prepared for his worst enemy. Conversation.
"Seat taken?" he rumbled at the humans at the table, in what despite being little more than a mutter from him was easily audible to those at the table.

As Ruby entered the bar she was wearing a pleasant smile as she took a deep breathe, and thought to herself, "I love seeing interesting places, interesting people and stealing from them." Her smile disappears as soon as the whiff hits her nose.

As the soldier asks for her weapons she continues looking around handing him her weapons. As she hands her rapier to the soldier she says in a serious tone "Hey I only have one of those unless you have a trade up back there? Just kidding" as she walks past the soldier she mumbles to herself "unless I can get in there."

As Ruby walks further into the inn she looks around at the people, food and liveliness of the inn as she sits at a table. She holds her hand up attempting to get a hold of a maid to get a drink for a lightweight as she is not a heavy drinker.

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 7):

The red headed maid with face kissed by the sun gives you a huge smile, nodded her head. Momentarily she appears with a tankard of foaming beer.

@All who is sitting down next to Khalid
Tanned man continues to nervously pick at the bread, nodding at each approaching new member, “Mmmmmy c c c contact said to expect 5 of you. W w w w we shall wait. Order for for yourself, it is on me”, the man stutters as he struggles to complete the sentence. A well travelled person may identify his accent of that from Calimshan. And someone with keen eye would identify him as a half elf.
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Moonsong avoided the main roads, choosing instead a journey through the woodlands covering the Sword Coast. The Druid enjoyed the earthy smells of the forest, from the heady sharpness of the sharp pines to the softer aromas of the wildflowers. The soil underfoot reassured Moonsong. She preferred the pastoral comforts of the Wild to the constraints and stench of the City.

Left to her own will, Moonsong would never would have left her grove  further up the Coast. It was true that she would not have left but for the desperation she sensed in the message. A trustworthy member of the Circle that conveyed the message from the Harpers vouched for the authenticity of he who wrote it. They also claimed that the contact that Moonsong would meet could very well have tenure of worth with a reputable Druid adventurer. Moonsong could not refuse a plea for help from the Circle.

Therefore, she traveled for a week and a day through the wooded Coast until she rescued the city. Senses honed by years of living in the wilderness of Faerun helped Moonsong avoid the demihuman marauders and fearsome beasts that roamed the untamed parts. Still, Moonsong felt a little trepidation about the perils she would face in so-called “civilization”. Dangers more abundant lurked within the walls, streets, and sewers of cities.

Moonsong closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She centered herself and silently prayed for the serenity of Selune to grace her. When Moonsong opened her eyes, she ascended the long steps toward The Friendly Arms Inn. Whatever else she thought of cities, she couldn’t deny the pleasing smell of baking bread that wafted on the breeze. She couldn’t deny that, despite her ambivalence, that she would enjoy resting her weary feet.

Perhaps she might even enjoy the company of people again.

When the Iron Fists demanded her weapons, Moonsong nodded with a half-smile, “Of course. This is a place for laying down arms.” When she saw the petite raven-haired beauty stop the barmaid, she promptly added her own order. “If you could...may I have the quail and bread? And a drink, of course. My thanks, Goodwoman.”

If her words sounded stifled, it was because she felt a little out of practice in lengthy conversation. Especially in crowded places like the Inn. Moonsong followed the guard’s instructions to the table, where she would meet the other travelers and Khalid. “That is quite gracious of you,” she said, remembering the genteel manners her mother had attempted to impart so long ago in what surely felt like another life altogether. The softer aspect of Khalid’s face and the slight pointing of his eyes marked him as Elvenkind.

That actually made Moonsong feel a little more at ease, given her past dealings with the Woodland Elves.

Einar visibly bringthened at Khalid's mention of buying them food, and immediately flagged down the serving girl and ordering the pork and turnip. He needed something filling.

He did look slightly uncomfortable when even more people joined the table. There were to be five of them?
Einar silently admonished himself. He'd have to get used to people if he was gonna live outside a forest for a long period. If nothing else the latest woman to join the table had the feel of another nature dweller. and the others didn't seem unpleasant, at least. He could do this. He could probably hold a nice conversation with them, too. Eventually. When he felt like it. Or they talked to him. Any time he wanted to, in fact.
Yes, he could do it any time he wanted. Just not yet.

Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FVOQXw1q58
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With a grimace, the half-elf nods a greeting to you. His furrowed brow is slick with sweat, and his sun-tanned skin has blanched to a sickly pallor. “Th-thank you for joining me! M-my name is Khalid,” he stutters. “I wish to hire a group of f-formidable adventurers to aid in the rescue of my wife. She was carried off by gibberlings after our c-camp was overrun less than a tenday ago. It seemed like their horde was traveling towards the Cloakwood—not far from here.”

He takes a long pause to collect himself, taking a deep breath and wiping away the sweat.
"Gibberlings are a t-type of vicious, feral humanoid. Nobody knows where they come from, but the creatures have plagued the Sword Coast for the last 10 years or so. They hibernate like bears over the winter, only to return the next year, stronger in the summer’s heat.”

At that moment the food ordered by the group arrives, two maidens put the dishes piled with food on the table and refresh any of the drinks.

“Gibberlings usually eat their victims, but for some reason, they’ve kept my Jaheira alive. Our wedding bands share a magical bond, you see. This will be a dangerous t-task—but I have gold! Will you help me?”

@Einar Forester

Ruby looks to the maid and says quietly, "bring me something small, please." as she pinches her fingers together. As she tries to avoid staring at the half orc's muscle, "I find the best way to keep a friend is by being a friend." she says with an intimated voice as she pushes over her beer to him.

As there host begins speaking Ruby listens to his story, but looks to the others of the group. As she looks at Moonsong she saw peaceful and tranquility, and someone that knows the forest like she knows the streets. Sundos his holy symbol around his neck gave him away, but a man of the temple was always a blessing. Simon to her was a mystery she couldn't determine was he like her or as unique as her compatriots. None the less they all looked friendly enough, but she needed to double down on being friendly to the half orc.

Sundos nodded and smiled politely when he joined the others at the table. He listened to Khalid's tale with interest.

Sundos answered quickly, "I cannot speak for the others, but I will help you. I'm sorry for your troubles."

Sundos looked around at the others around the table. They were all unique and different from each other. He guessed he would have the most in common with the male hunter. He couldn't help noticing the woman in the leather armor. She looked dangerous in more than one way. Sundos has fought along side and against half orcs before. He hoped the warrior would join their team. He has never seen hair like the Druid's before. She was beautiful but somehow didn't look of this world.

He smiled and nodded. They could do this. Turning back to Khalid, Sundos said, "We will rescue her."

In reply to Sundos Brightblood (msg # 13):

"It won't be for free of course, I am willing to pay 50 gold pieces per person, the only rule is that I will be coming with you", his back straightens and he seems for a moment more sure of himself. The light in his eyes however is gone as quickly as it appeared, "I-i-i know I am not in the best shape at this time, b-b-been feeling under the weather".


OOC: Anyone with medicine skill, background can roll for medicine to attempt to diagnose Khalid. You can also additionally attempt to recall what you know about those Gibberlings, Cloakwood forest, or area around it. Those most likely would be: Medicine, History, Nature or default to Abilities.

Einar's brows rose in surprise when the leatherclad woman suddenly started talking to him, and pushing a drink towards him. What's more, she acted... pleasantly? That was definitely not something he was used to from women, much less pretty ones.
He eyed the beer and the petite woman in turn, trying to figure out if she was up to something. But she seemed genuine, far as he could tell. So with some confusion he grasped the beer. ".... Thank you." He rumbled with a grateful nod, not sure what else to say, before taking a swig and looking back at Khalid as he explained the task at hand.

"Dun think I've heard o Gibberlings before, but sounds like goblins. Like dangerous pests." He said after some thought. He then sat up straight, making uo his mind."Hate pests. I'll help."

"No, wait, Gibberlings... Ma called 'em Gibbers. Think she told me somethin' about 'em..." He then added, trying to recall what he'd been taught.

OOC:
18:20, Today: Einar Forester rolled 15 using 1d20.  Gibberling knowledge, straight Int check.

“Together, we will rescue your wife from the Gibberlings.” Moonsong frowned in concern at Khalid’s visible shivers. She waved at the barmaid. “Bring some broth for this man! Please,” she added as almost an afterthought, her concern for their host foremost.

Gently, Moonsong touched Khalid’s forehead and cheek. “I am certain that she will forgive my familiarity with you now.” She checked him for fever and worse. “You sound ill, but I brought a few herbs with which I can make an ointment to aid you.” Luckily, the guards said nothing about confiscating Herbalism kits.

“If your wedding band is indeed so enchanted with knowledge, then your wife is truly lucky to remain alive. Gibberlings are ravenous, and not known for taking hostages.”

OOC:

13:26, Today: Moonsong rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  Nature: Do I know about Gibberlings?
13:22, Today: Moonsong rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  Medicine: Diagnose Khalid.

 

@Einar Forester

You know that that gibberlings a bad news. They know that they travel in packs, actually more like hordes. If there are 10, that means there can be 100 of them just right around the corner. They are night creatures, sleeping during the day in their burrows.


@Moonsong

You are gibberling scholar. You know all the information mentioned above. You also know that the summers is when they are most active, this seasons particularly been brutal for the Sword Coast. There are infestations of them popping both North and South of Friendly Arms Inn. Multiple caravans were destroyed by these creatures with no survivors or anything else except for bleached bones and cart.

Gibberlings require huge amounts of food, they cannot sustain themselves. As such they travel from place to place devouring anything on their way to the bone. There researchers out there attempting to find where these creatures came from, as there are rumors that they are not of this plane.

Gibberlings as mentioned above tend to eat their pray, there are cases when they abduct them. Few of those who were able to escape were found to have been impregnanted by the gibberling larva. Hatching period for larva is approximately 30 days, with month host is killed and young gibberlings come out.


Regarding Khalid.

Without even doing full physical exam you see that there is something wrong with him. His body is fighting some sort of infection. Sweating, pale color of the skin, overall malaise.

Moonsong paled, but not from illness like Khalid. She realized her profound luck in her travels to the Inn. “Truly, Selûne’s favor shined upon me, that I could avoid mobs of Gibberlings on my journey here!” She slowly shook her head and whispered a quick prayer of thanks to the beloved Goddess of The Moon.

“Know that the Gibberlings are Chaos given form in fur, claw, and ravenous tooth. They are appetite unrestrained and destruction unleashed. They devour everything  in their path, including their own dead. That your wife still lives is miracle enough, given their wanton gluttony.” Moonsong gently clasped Khalid’s hands. “I fear for her continued safety, though, for if they have not devoured her...then they may intend to...forgive me, but to breed with her.

We must not allow that dire fate to come to pass, as she would not survive giving birth to their monstrous brood.” Moonsong’s blue eyes flashed like winter steel. “Gibberlings are not part of the natural order. They defile Nature with their rapacious gorging on animals and men alike. I am sworn to protect Nature, therefore I am further obligated to aid you.”

In that moment, though, she released the half-elf’s hands, “However, Khalid, you are suffering from an infection. We must treat that before you can even travel, much less fight.”
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In reply to Moonsong (msg # 18):

Khalidn nods his head while listening to Moonsong. However, when druids mentions any delays in rescuing his wife he starts shaking his head. "Jaheira is important, she M-m-m-MUST be rescued as soon as possible. She is my wife, she is love of my life, but we were also on our way for some very important business.

He lowers his face and looks around suspiciously, "You were recommended by her contacts, not mine. I-i-i-it was her idea to hire you. Not for her rescue, b-b-but for something larger. We need to get her as soon as possible. If it means my life, so b-b-be it!"

"we should do it in daylight, whatever we do. Gibbers sleep during the Day." Einar chimed in.
He had some thoughts on how they could deal with the creatures. But none og it would work before knowing the area around the burrow, or while the wife was still in their clutches.

“And I will honor your wife’s request,” Moonsong said solemnly. “First, though, you must at least let me treat your infection.” Reaching into her Herbalist kit, she brought out an ointment and several herbs.

Then, Moonsong beckoned the barmaid. “When you bring me that broth, I also need hot water for tea, some honey, and a garlic clove.” She turned back to Khalid. “I can help make you roadworthy for our trials ahead. As our Orcish friend said, we need daylight hours to best foil the Gibberlings. Were you wounded when they took your wife? If so, please show me where.”

Glancing at Sundos, she remembered seeing the symbol of what she thought was Lathander, a known ally of Selûne. “If you possess any knowledge of the Healing arts, I would welcome your aid, O’ Priest.”

OOC:

15:22, Today: Moonsong rolled 16 using 1d20+3.  Medicine: Treat Khalid’s infection .


 

With a slight jump, Sundos replied to Moonson. "Of course, I will be glad to help.  It looked like you had everything well in hand, I didn't want to get into your way or step on your toes as they say. You are doing an excellent job. Did you gather those herbs yourself?"

He didn't have anything herbs that Moonsong was already using. He could offer little little help that way. However, he did to the one thing he knew could help some.

Sundos placed his hand on Khalid and quietly said, "Khalid, in the name of Lathander, I place my hands on you to heal your body."


OOC
13:38, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Medicine check to heal Khalid.
13:43, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 4 using 1d8+3.  Cure Wounds on Khalid.
The dice hate me today

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@Moonsong and Sundos

You fail to heal Khalid. The disease may be more serious than you initially thought.
Khalid blinks and looks around, "I appreciate your attempts at helping me, but please save these for a possible fight in the future".

Regardless of their faith and skill, Moonsong & Sundos couldn’t heal Khalid. The Druid’s face fell in disappointment. However, she composed herself with an accepting nod. “Very well. Your healing may occur in another season, but your beloved cannot afford further delay. When do we leave?”

Ruby watched the displays of magic and healing arts in front of her silently as that was out of her depth. She didn't want to step into the conversation, because at best she was a delivery girl over a healer. "I am sorry to disturb the healing, but do we know where these gibs. are hiding your wife, because I am ready to go when you all are?"

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 25):

"I am not much of a t-t-tracker and was hoping one of you will good at such a task. Perhaps, I can take you t-t-to a spot where we were attacked. It is about a half a day away, so if we g-g-g-get out now we should arrive there at the early noon", Khalid looks around the table. "As discussed, I am willing to p-p-p-pay 50 gold pieces each. If I or my wife not make it, the of-f-f-fer still stands. You will be p-p-p-aid either way". His little speech finished, he takes his tankard and downs it quickly, then returns his attention back to the group awaiting for their decision.

Dominic looks up from where he's stabbing little bits of meat with the tip of an arrow, "I can track." He tries slicing his bread, then shrugs and just takes a big bite.
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“I can also help track them. I know the wilderness.” Moonsong smiled at Einar. “A knowledge I believe that you also share.”

She watched the black-haired woman with a bemused curiosity. “Yes. If we start where they attacked Khalid’s party, they will have surely left us a trail we can follow.” After two bites of her pheasant, she took a dainty sip of brandy. The blonde woman set down her cup and looked around the table at her new companions.

“If we undertake such a perilous journey, we should at least know each other’s names. I am Moonsong of the Northern Isles.”

Simon waves his arrow slightly, "Simon. Feyblessed if you know another Simon or want to be formal." He sticks the bit of cheese on the tip in his mouth.

"I am Ruby and it is a pleasure to meet all of you." as she continued eating the plate in front of her.

"Einar Forester." the half orc said, giving a nod to the People around, before dobling the speed with which He shoveled his food into his mouth. They didn't have time to lose, but He wasn't going back out on a long trek on an empty stomach.

Sundos nodded to the others. "I'm Sundos Brightblood. Not too long ago I was usually called 'Corporal'. So it's nice to have my name back." He smiled at his own joke.

Khalid nods his head as each member of the group introduce themselves, "I t-t-take it the payment will be sufficient. We can t-t-t-ake some rest here or go to the camp after the meal", he picks and eats some of food of his plate.

"I am very satisfied!" as she picks some food off her plate. "Do you think they collect treasures?" as she looks around the table looking for nods of approval, "because what monster doesn't like gold? Am I right?"

Ruby looks to Sundos, "were you a cop or military?"

"Gibbers're instinctive. only care about feeding 'n breeding. Prob'ly no treasure." Einar observed inbetween mouthfuls, not wanting Ruby to go in with skewed priorities. Or too high hopes, for that matter.

He looked thoughtful for a moment, then added "Maybe some gear or valuables. from victims."

~Only monsters who care about gold are people,~ was something that Sergeant Edward said a lot. Sundos has learned that was was mostly true. Not that worrying about gold made you a monster...He reflected on how light his coin purse has become in the past week or so.

In reply to Ruby's question, "I was in the military, the army. However, in small villages we garrisoned, the line between law enforcement and military was often blurred. The villages often had an old retired soldier as their sheriff. We would help support them when they needed it." He shrugged. "It was a lot less exciting than the old men of my village made it sound like."

While her companions chatted, Moonsong ate her meal and listened. Although the general noise of the tavern occasionally felt overwhelming, the easy banter of their table brought a warmth she hadn’t felt in the last two years. A small smile remained in place as she finished her meal. After her last bite, she replied to Sundos. “Even then, it has been my experience that such old men eventually prefer the familiar seasons of their lives over excitement.”

Simon shrugs and spears something with his arrow, "What it is is that they remember the excitement, because it made an impact. They forget the mind numbing boredom because nothing worth remembering happened. That's why it was so boring."

“Perhaps they forget, or do they instead ultimately find that they prefer predictable over danger, even the seeming of it?” Moonsong came from such villages and hamlets as Simon talked about. “An army or a band of adventurers may seem exciting at first. However, the longer occupation of an army means upending the lives they know. The longer a band of adventurers linger, so do they see the menaces such men and women fight become more commonplace.”

Simon nods as he chews, "Yep. But you're talking about the present, not the memories of the past. Somethings you just don't want to remember, and other things you do. And that's why the good old days are the good old days...even when they really aren't. Now try that with memories that last centuries."

Khalid motions at the maid, when she approaches he pays for the meal and leaves a nice tip.
"S-s-so shall we be going to the camp today or you n-n-need some rest? I understant the need for sleeping and gibberlings d-d-don't seem to be as active during the day".

“As you told us, your wife cannot afford our tarrying.” Moonsong pushed her plate away. “I think we can leave when you’re ready, Khalid. Do the rest of you agree?”

"mhm." Einar grunted with a nod, before gulping down the last of his food and getting to his feet. He let out a satisfied sigh, already feeling much better and ready for action with a full belly.

Ruby pushes her plate away and stands up and says, "I am ready to go."

Sundos stands up and picks up his backpack. "Aye. I'm ready too. Can't wait, work is to be done."

With meals paid for Khalid motions for the group to follow him. The group arrives at the ambush site around 6:00 in the morning, with sky been beautifully blue, slight fog coming across the ground and grass wet with morning dew.

What remains of the camp is however does not look that peaceful. The stench of rot and buzzing of flies assaults your senses long before the ruined campsite comes into view. Corpses
of humanoids and hairy, grotesque creatures litter the ground. Few of the bodies remain in one piece, and most are half eaten. Torn tents and broken gear are scattered amongst the dead and trampled into the earth. “I s-swear the Cloakwood wasn’t nearly so close t-to our
camp before,” Khalid notes, pointing to the dense forest which looms nearby. It’s easy to see how these woods earned their name: so little light can pierce the thick canopy
that the entire forest floor remains enveloped in shadow.

He slowly walks through the remains of the camp, picking up small pieces of gear, backpacks. "T-t-this is where it happened...", Khalid says quietly, involuntary tugging at the wedding band.

OOC: Feel free to do survival, tracking check.
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"Hmm..." Einar stooped down to check the freshness of the corpses, and to try and make sende of the many footprints. Between humans, gibbers, and whatever animals might've Come to feed on the carrion Between Then and now, it was No easy feat. But a possible one, nonetheless. "Tracks're muddled. But findin' the gibbers should be possible."

OOC:
04:42, Today: Einar Forester rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  Survival, tracking

Ignore the double diceroll in the diceroller. My internet had a hiccup, and the roll got input twice for some reason.

In reply to Einar Forester (msg # 47):

You have no problem finding the tracks. Judging by the tracks is must have been several hundred of them around the camp. The trail leads alongside of the boundary of the forest. You feel confident with been able to continue tracking them to their lair.

Ruby looks to Einar and Moonsong knowing this was there arena in the outdoors. She stays in the campsite, and in a sour tone, "disgusting little beasts." as she begins examining the bodies and scene closely looking for clues of anything else playing or adjusting the scene.

[Private to Dungeon Master: Searching the bodies for valuables 21:47, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 23 using 1d20+5.  Sleight of Hand.]
21:48, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 14 using 1d20+3.  Investigation

"Huh. a lot of Them. hundreds. a horde." Einar observed as much to himself as to the others, looking at the tracks with a furrowed brow. "Too many to fight. Gotta be careful not to wake Them."

He followed the tracks out of the camp, noting their general direction. "Kept to the edge of the forest. laziness, or something in there that scares a gibber horde?" He said, fingerring one of his axed nervously. These weren't the Woods He was accustomed to, and it set his teeth on edge.

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 49):

From investigation you learn that it looks like the tent was attacked first, with what looks like two larger humanoid steps leading out of the tend and fighting back to back with overwhelming number of smaller humanoids. One of the larger humanoids was knocked down and then dragged off.

[Private to Ruby Rose: As they don't wear armor and only use weapons when they can, you find what looks like broken scimitar, bent and split in half at a hilt longsword, otherwise nothing of note. Gibberlings do not have pockets either, as such you find nothing else of value. ]

Einar picked up the Gibberling trail with nearly preternatural skill. Moonsong paid attention to the forest itself, listening for any activity in the woods surrounding them. Her own senses weren’t as keen as Einar’a, though. Likely she found the sight and stench of all the corpses too distracting...


OOC:

23:15, Today: Moonsong rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Perception Check.

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 52):

Except for the sound of morning birds, the forest is unusually quite. The thicker parts of it darker and more mysterious. It is possible that the thickness of the forest itself makes the sounds not travel well or it may be something more.

Khalid looks at the group surveying the destructions, looking with what looks like glimmer of hope Khalid murmurs, "Y-y-you said you think you can track them?!"

"Yes. This way." Einar said with a nod, starting to walk in the direction the tracks showed. While he walked, a slightly worried frown crossed his gave. A horde og This size could not be dealt with by a small group of People. Hopefully the beasts would All be fast asleep in their burrow. Then there'd be a chance.

In reply to Einar Forester (msg # 55):

You lead the group in the footsteps of gibberlings. It takes a few miles, when you stumble across a dozen of freshly turned dirt mounds lining the edge of the forest. Each mound is a size of a small goat, except for a very large one in the center. The arrangement
of these strange mounds is chaotic and haphazard, with no apparent pattern to their construction.

Once they reached the mounds, Moonsong walked up beside Einar. A slight frown furrowed her brow as she studied the dirt heaps. She shared her thoughts in a hushed tone. “Look at the disordered arrangement of these mounds. There is no pattern, and they dug frantically. Perhaps we just found the Gibberlings burrows. Unless it’s another breed of creature...”


OOC:

19:59, Today: Moonsong rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  Nature check: Identify mounds.

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 57):

Those are indeed mounds of gibberlings herd, it looks like they are home.

“Khalid.” Moonsong faces the man who’d hired their party. She gently clasped his hand with the wedding band. “Will your enchanted wedding band help you find your betrothed?”

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 59):

"S-s-sadly n-n-n-no. I can feel her that she is alive, but that is it". , Khalid replies somberly.

Ruby follows silently with her crossbow drawn and ready. She felt uncomfortable out in the open as she followed behind Einar and Moonsong.

Sundos gripped his spear in both hands. He quietly said, "I would guess she is in the largest burrow. We should try there first. Do we sneak in?"

 Sundos asked a question on all their minds. In reply, Moonsong gestured toward Einar & Ruby. “Our strongest tracker and our stealthiest member seem the wisest choice.”

Then, the Druid held out her open hands. “Nature shared Her secrets with me. Gibberlings often roll over their victims like the river current or the ocean tide. I can tap into the Flow of Nature and disperse them, but I may need protection once I cast that spell.”

Einar looked critically at the entrances to the mounds, wondering if his idea could work.
"Got a plan that could work. Smoke 'em out. fires at every entrance except one.those who sleep, die in their sleep. Those who wake, run weakly towards the clear exit. We cut 'em down. like hunting bear, or goblin. Could work." He said after a moments consideration. It was a risky plan, but no where near as dangerous a facing an entire fresh horde.

"Need to sneak out the wife first. Ruby shouldn't go in alone." Einar said, before looking slightly regretfully at the group. "I'm not very good at sneaking, though. Would be better as the first thing the gibbers face when coming out."

Ruby begun to rethink why she was out here in the wilderness hunting monsters again. As she offered "I don't think smoking them out is safe for his wife" as she pointed to Khalid. "I think we should sneak in. Even if they did attack they could not mob us, because of the tight spaces." As she looks around to the group to see what everyone thinks.

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 65):

Khalid nods his head in agreement with the rogue, ""I w-w-would imagine it would be unsafe for Jaheira, b-b-but the druids may object too".

Sundos listened to the others. "With my heavy armor, I'm not very stealthy. But if we could get into the tunnel of the largest burrow, we should be able to hold them off. Sergeant Edward always said that a strong defensive position was worth 20 good spearmen."

“I am not a particularly strong fighter, and my only offensive spell would endanger us as well in an enclosed space.”

"S'why I said get the wife out first. if we can sneak her out without waking Them, good. might not need to fight at All." Einar pointed out. "more'n one burrow, more'n one exit. the could get us from behind in a tunnel, then." He added, looking at Sundos.

"destroy or put fires in the other exits, and we give 'em only one way out. Then we can hold' em a few at a time. but again, best case we don't need to fight at all, or can smoke 'em dead."

“Let us search the largest burrow, then. We can destroy the other exits and leave them only the one tunnel.” Moonsong glanced around the area to survey the risk for wildfire. “Though we must guard against any risk of the fire spreading. I suggest that Simon & I go last in the marching order.”

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 65):

He looks at the rogue, "I-i-i-i am not a sneaky type, b-b-but I would like to see if can be with".

OOC:If you let him, Khalid will attempt to sneak with you. He will listen to your commands or requests. If you are indeed sneaking roll stealth/sneak and state approximate route/how close you will be to the other mounds.

Approximated map: https://docs.google.com/presen...EOb8/edit#slide=id.p

G4 is large mound

As the group quietly sneaks towards the larger mound the make their way to the Northern part of the meadows. Then...someone steps on the branch which loudly crunches under their foot. The sound echoes through the forest.

You hear at first a shrill coming from within the ground, then one by one the mounds start bursting open with what looks like oily, black mass. The creatures one by one shakes off the dirt and dust, they look like pale skinned, hunchbacked humanoids with pointed ears, across the back and over the head are the black manes, the faces of the creatures are split in a wicked grin with, sharp, pointy teeth coming from within the grins. The eyes are filled with blackness, a shine of madness and something evil coming from within them.

The larger mound remains untouched.

You count 12 creatures.


Roll initiative, state and roll for intent. I will summarize the action and we will go again.

[Private to Einar Forester: Psst. It was you stepping on the branch! Sorry!]

Simon opens his left palm slightly, exposing a crystal, and mutters some words. He is coated in frost as he pulls his hand axe.

OOC:
12:24, Today: Simon rolled 7 using 1d20+2.  initiative.
 Armor of Agathys: 5 temp hits and 5 cold to any melee attacker that hits.
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Out of habit, Sundos calls out, "Spears Up!" as he takes up a guard position next to Khalid.

As much as possible, he will stay within 5' of Khalid, (pushing and pulling if needed to keep him moving the right direction)

"Everybody, to the large mound!"

"Stay with me, Khalid." Sundos takes him by the arm and pulls him towards the largest mound.

OOC:
Init 6
If possible, move 30' towards the mound. (Won't move if it gives them an attack of opportunity)
Attack any gibberlings that come into my range. Strikes to protect Khalid.
Hit AC 22 6 damage

14:06, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 6 using 1d8+2.  Damage.
14:05, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 22 using 1d20+4.  Attack with two handed spear.
14:04, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 6 using 1d20.  Initiative .

The belligerent gibberish that earned the creatures’ name made Moonsong rankle as she moved with her companions. The madness in the dull black orbs of their eyes sent a shudder through her. Sundos and Simon took defensive positions. “Einar, I may need your aid in a moment,” she said in a voice surprisingly calm for the menace rolling on them.

When Moonsong felt certain that her new friends wouldn’t be harmed, she faced the Gibberlings. She quickly thrust her hands out before herself. “The power of Nature SMITES you!” The air immediately surrounding her crackled as Moonsong’s hands SMACKED together, the wrathful BOOM heard for 300 feet accompanying a wave of thunderous force directed at the Gibberlings!

OOC:


17:47, Today: Moonsong rolled 6 using 1d20.  Initiative .

I’m casting Thunderwave.

The Gibberlings need a Constitution Saving Throw vs. DC 13. If they fail, they take 2d8 damage and are pushed back 10 feet.
Even if they make the save, they still take half damage.

18:03, Today: Moonsong rolled 7 using 2d8.  Thunderwave damage.


 
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Cursing at his inattention, Einar whipped his greataxe from his back. Glancing over his shoulder at the others and seeing Simon ready and Sundos guarding Khalid, He moved to keep up while putting himself between the women and the gibberlings. Nodding towards Moonsong to show he'd heard her, He puffed his chest out and stood straight, doing his best to look like the most obvious threat to the beasts. He Kept himself ready to lash out at the first one to try and attack or get past him.

OOC:
Init 16
Follow along with the rest as movement allows, while keeping myself between Them and the gibberlings as much as possible.
Strike at gibberlings Who get in reach, with priority on those Who try to get past and attack the others.
Hit AC 16, damage 5

00:02, Today: Einar Forester rolled 16 using 1d20+2.  Initiative
00:06, Today: Einar Forester rolled 16 using 1d20+5.  To hit, greataxe
00:07, Today: Einar Forester rolled 5 using 1d12+3.  Damage, greataxe

Ruby pulls out her crossbow, and moves behind Einar. Ruby fires a shot from her crossbow. At this moment Ruby was rethinking her last few decisions, because yesterday she wasn't a monster hunter.

22:44, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 12 using 1d20+3. initiative
23:30, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 9 using 1d20+5.  Crossbow attack.
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Initiative Tracker
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Khalid = 23
Einar Forester = 16
Ruby Rose = 12
Gibberlings = 9
Simon = 7
Moonsong = 6
Sundon Brightblood = 6

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Khalid in a well rehearsed move slides up to one of the gibberlings and slashes at it with
his scimitar. The gibberling falls down on the ground in a pool of blood.

OOC: G2 is done.

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Einar swings his massive axe at the other gibberling coming from the groups left. The axe
clips the creature nearly gutting it. However by some miracle the beast is still standing...
barely. The blood pooling quickly out of it's massive wound on it's chest.

OOC: G3.

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Ruby Rose steps behind the barbarian, she aims and shoots her bow at the gibberling behind the one attacking Einar. The bolt lodges itself in the head of the creature. The gibberling twitches, gurgles and falls to the ground.

OOC: G13 is done.

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G1 runs towards Khalid, it scratches at his armor and bites at anything fleshy. Khalid yelps
in pain, rearing backwards.

OOC: G1 does 4 points of damage to Mr. K.

G8 smelling blood darts towards the nearest target - Sundos. It is wielding a rusty dagger, thrusting it at the cleric...the dagger finds only air. It groans in frustration.

G5 seeing uselessness of it's tribesman runs up to Sundos and slashes at him with it's claws. The claws slash across cleric's face drawing blood.

OOC: Sundos takes 5 points of damage. Ouch!

The rest of the gibberlings chattering and snarling dash towards the group.

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Simon casts a spell on himself, the thick fog surrounds his body, then shortly settles around his feet on the grass as a light frost.

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Moonsong's spell echoes through the forest and raises a cloud of dust. It knocks two of the closest gibberlings off of their feet. The one already damaged by barbarian is split in half
by the spell, while the one which attacked Sundos is thrown up and into the ground, it's crumpled body is bloody and broken.

OOC: G5 and G3 are gone.

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Sundos thrusts his spear at the remaining gibberling next to him. The spear effortlessly passes through the flesh of the creature. The gibberling grunts at the pain, the meat and bone hanging out of the jagged wound.

OOC: G8 is almost done.
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You can hear more of chattering and howling coming from beneath the ground and beyond the forest...

OOC: Round two! If I missed something or misinterpreted your actions, please let me know. Otherwise, roll for attacks/skills again while stating your actions. The rest of the horde is within melee range of anyone now.
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With the beasts closing in, and the other mounds seemingly alarmed as well, Einar knew that there was no sneaking, no holding back anymore. Taking a deep breath he tensed his muscles and roared at the top of his lungs, letting loose go of all his restraint as he swung out at the gibberlings with all his might. He would show them that he was not a threat any of them could just run past.

OOC:
Einar rages as a bonus action, and attacks a gibberling. He also makes a lot of noise to get the gibberlings to focus on him, although that's strictly RP, and not via any check unless the DM deems it to be.
While raging he has resistance against slashing, piercing and blunt damage, halving it unless it counts as a magical attack. He also deals +2 damage, and has advantage on strength checks.

23:14, Today: Einar Forester rolled 14 using 1d20+5.  To hit, greataxe.
23:14, Today: Einar Forester rolled 16 using 1d12+5.  Damage, greataxe.

Simon points a finger from around the hilt of his dagger and blasts a hole in a mound in front of him.

OOC:
14:36, Today: Simon rolled 8,9 using 1d20+4,1d10 ((4,9)).

As Einar begins making scary noises to attract the beast Ruby begins backing up further away and fires another bolt at a beast closest to Einar.

OoC
Rolled a natural 20 22:21, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 25 using 1d20+5.  Crossbow attack.
22:22, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 15 using 2d8+6.  Damage.

22:22, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 11 using 2d6. Sneak Attack if I shot at one within 5 feet of Einar

They’d opened the floodgates, and could not hold back the waters. They could only let the waters run their course, Moonsong observed as the violence escalated. Only death would stop the Gibberlings. She heard Einar’s roar, a guttural yell she’d heard from the Orcish tribes in her own island homeland. Ruby deftly shot another Gibberling with uncanny accuracy.

When Simon unleashed his eldritch bolt, Moonsong followed suit with a less dramatic cantrip of her own. The Druid held up her open hand and whispered, conjuring fire in her palm. She reared back her arm and hurled the fire toward the thickest cluster of Gibberlings near her!

OOC:

I’m casting Produce Flame and making a ranged attack with the fire.

05:39, Today: Moonsong rolled 15 using 1d20.  Dexterity: hurl flame at Gibberlings.
(Dice Roller, this was my first roll.)

05:49, Today: Moonsong rolled 6 using 1d8.  Fire damage .

6 fire damage if I hit.



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Sundos called out, "Stay together!"

He attacked the gibberling closest to him. If there are more than one, he will attack the wounded one.

OOC
Hit AC 21 dam 7
08:25, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 7 using 1d8+2.
08:25, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 21 using 1d20+4.  Attack.

In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 78):

• Initiative Tracker
• ============================================================================================
• Khalid = 23
• Einar Forester = 16
• Ruby Rose = 12
• Gibberlings = 9
• Simon = 7
• Moonsong = 6
• Sundon Brightblood = 6

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Khalid surveys the area, pondering for a moment he dashes towards the larger mound.
"J-J-JAHEIRA! CAN YOU HEAR ME, M-M-M-MY LOVE?!", he yells breathing heavily as he runs.

OOC: If not interrupted or interacted, he will attempt at digging up the mound the next turn.
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Einar annihilates one of the gibberlings.

OOC: G1 is gone.
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Ruby rose nails one of the gibberlings killing it with the bolt, she quickly reloaded and, yet another gibberling lays dead.

OOC: G6, G7
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G9: Swipes at Einar and misses

G10: Joins it's fellow gibberling in attacking the barbarian, this hit connects.

OOC: 5 points of damage, resisted 1/2 of it.

G11: Notices Khalid running and bolts at him. Swiping with it's dagger, the creature misses.

G12: Runs up to Sundos and slashes at him.

OOC: 4 points of damage.

As the ground continues to rumble 8 more gibberlings appear from the previous mounds around the cap. They move towards the group.

OOC: Will be within melee range next turn.
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Simon hitting the mound evaporates it, there is now more dirt and ground around the area.
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As Moonsong produces the flame the bright light radiates around you, you throw it at the closest gibberling. It is blows up in it's face. It shrieks and screams clawing at itself to get rid of pain and fire.

OOC: G9 is barely standing.
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Sundos nails the burning gibberling from Moonsong magical fire into the torso. The beast falls on the ground, smoldering.
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Enemy Tally
G1- G2- G3- G4 G5- G6- G7- G8- G9- G10 G11 G12 G13-

H1, H2, H3, H4, H5, H6, H7, H8

(-) means dead.

Hearing more of the beasts appearing around them, Einar vaguely felt worry go through the haze of anger he'd allowed to take hold of his mind. They couldn't keep fighting like this, or they'd be overrun in moments.
"Get the wife! Quick!" He managed to yell at the others, before another roar tore it's way out of his throat and he lashed out at the gibberlings once more, his axe whistling through the air.

OOC:
Einar attack another gibberling.

22:51, Today: Einar Forester rolled 24 using 1d20+5.  To hit, greataxe.
22:51, Today: Einar Forester rolled 11 using 1d12+5.  Damage, greataxe.

Current HP 12/14

Simon keeps blasting away at the scenery.

OOC:
17:02, Today: Simon rolled 5,10 using 1d20+4,1d10 ((1,10)).
Getting good damage, at least.

If he is able, Sundos will move to protect Khalid.

He moves as close to Khalid as he can get and attack the nearest foe.

OOC:

14:03, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 7 using 1d20+4.  Attack.

Never mind. He will wave his spear around at the nearest foe.

“Ruby, go save Jhaeira!” Moonsong waved her nimble comrade toward the largest mound. The Flow of Nature coursed through the Druidess, as she conjured flame again. She hurled fire in her palm at the most able-bodied Gibberlings near them. “I will cover you! GO!”

OOC:

Produce Flame Cantrip again.

15:42, Today: Moonsong rolled 18 using 1d20.  Ranged attack for Produce Flame .

15:47, Today: Moonsong rolled 8 using 1d8.  Fire damage .

Ruby Runs to the mound running through the chaos muttering to herself "please don't see me please don't see me!" as she tries to get to Khalid.

In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 84):

• Initiative Tracker
• ============================================================================================
• Khalid = 23
• Einar Forester = 16
• Ruby Rose = 12
• Gibberlings = 9
• Simon = 7
• Moonsong = 6
• Sundon Brightblood = 6
• Gibberlings II = 5

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Khalid digs around the mound revealing a woman, he exclaims, "J-j-jaheira!", something else stirs within the mound and it is another human. All together you see 4 people tied up in the mound, if someone is paying attention. Two seem to be still alive. The main stirring looks awfully pale.

The woman is a half elf, she spits out the dirt and moans, "Khalid...dear, tis took you long enough. These are the people we needed for the task I take it? Please be prompt and untie me".

OOC: If not interrupted Khalid will attempt at untying Jaheira
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Einar splits the gibberling at a waste, the creaure falls to the ground in pieces.

OOC: That's G10 done.
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Ruby runs across the meadows able to escape any attempts of the gibberlings to attack her.

OOC: Presume you see downed man. With enough distance, I will allow for you to untie him, if you choose to do so. If chose, then...

You notice a man moaning in the ground, with soft ground and Khalid partially digging around the area you have no problem untying him. The man from what you can see is human, in his 60s, grey, balding hair and patchy beard. The clothes which once man wore looks like at one point were expensive and lavish.
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G10: Dead

G11: Lashes at Khalid and misses, yet again.

G12: Gibberling attacks Sundos drawing more blood.

OOC: 3 points of damage
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Simon explodes the scenery, several mounds disappear into the clouds of dust.
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Moonsong's flame hits gibberling that several moments jumped out of the ground. The creature gets engulfed in fire, it shrieks and groans in pain.

OOC: H4 is dead
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Sundos is surprised by the new creatures, as he attempts to thrust the spear...he misses.
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OOC: Anyone who rolled earlier knowledge of 15 or above on gibberlings may have realized that this may be a colony field. The colony may hold as little as 250 of creatures, to as many as 1000.

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H1, H2, H3 the gibberlings run for the barbarian attempting to overwhelm him. All three jump at Einar and all three miss him. With one of them stumbling over, falling into the ground, and injuring itself in the process.

OOC: H3*

H5: Goes around the battlefield, attempting to flank Moonsong.

H6: Darts after Ruby Rose attempting to cut it off from one side.

H7:  Runs towards Ruby Rose and slashes at it. Miss in the process

H8: It goes for Simon, slashing at him

OOC: 6 points of damage.
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You feel the ground shaking again...

Enemy Tally
G1- G2- G3- G4 G5- G6- G7- G8- G9- G10- G11 G12 G13-

H1, H2, H3*, H4-, H5, H6, H7, H8

I1, I2, I3

(-) means dead.

OOC: Let me know, if I have missed something. Next turn. Everyone keeping up their HP stats?

Simon tries to blast something closer, this time, like the Gibberling who just got frostbite attacking him.

OOC: The 6 points Simon took are reduced to 1, and the gibberling that hit him took 5 points. (Armor of Agathys)
21:44, Today: Simon rolled 15,5 using 1d20+4,1d10 ((11,5)).

Moonsong saw the Gibberling prowling toward her. Nature’s fire still favored her, as she produced a flame in her palm. She lobbed it toward the Gibberling moving toward her. “I’ll be neither your meal nor your brood mare!”

With that reprimand, Moonsong’s eyes widened. Suddenly, she realized the danger that they truly faced. “Eldath & Selune save me!” Raising her voice, Moonsong shouted her knowledge to the group. “This is their breeding ground! We must retreat  or they will surely overrun us!”

OOC:

12:04, Today: Moonsong rolled 7 using 1d8.  Fire damage .
12:04, Today: Moonsong rolled 15 using 1d20.  Ranged attack with fire .


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Einar's eyes widened as He heard Moonsong's word's through the hazw of his anger. He didn't want to run from the little blighters. It rankled him something fierce. But one of the first lessons his Mother had taught him was to never fight a battle He couldn't win. Surviving was it's own victory.
Growling, He lashed out at another nearby gibberling as He tried to think of a solution despite his fury...

The forest! The gibberlings were woodland creatures, but they had for some reason only stayed at the forest edge. Perhaps they wouldn't follow Them there.
"The Woods!" He managed to get out. "Go! they fear the woods!"
It was all He could manage, however, before He had to focus on his need to cleave the beasts once more.

OOC:
10:05, Today: Einar Forester rolled 17 using 1d20+5.  To hit, greataxe

10:06, Today: Einar Forester rolled 9 using 1d12+5.  Damage, greataxe

Sundos calls out, "I will be back." He uses his spear to defend himself as he withdraws from the fight. Then he runs as fast as he can towards the woods. He's bleeding from two wounds.

OOC: Disengage from the fight. Move full movement towards the forest. Tries to stay more than 5' from any Gibberlings.

As Ruby gets to Khalid and the man laying on the ground she gazes over the battle asking "is he going to live" as she pulls up her crossbow preparing to shoot at any of the beasts chasing Sundos.

21:47, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 14 using 1d20+5.  Crossbow attack.
21:47, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 11 using 1d8+3. Crossbow Damage.
21:47, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 2 using 1d6. Sneak Attack damage if within 30 foot.

• Initiative Tracker
• ============================================================================================
• Khalid = 23
• Einar Forester = 16
• Ruby Rose = 12
• Jaheira = 10
• Gibberlings = 9
• Simon = 7
• Moonsong = 6
• Sundon Brightblood = 6
• Gibberlings II = 5

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Khalid unties Jaheira, the woman jumps out of the mound and dusts herself off, she proceeds to untie the man next to her.

"I'm n-n-not sure, n-n-not a healer. Jaheira will know m-m-m-more!", Khalid gives a quick glance to Ruby, nodding his head in a silent thanks for coming to him in the middle of the fight.
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As Einar runs towards the green trees, he is able to clip one of the gibberlings with his mighty axe, the gibberling falls to the grass in a cut in half.

OOC: H1 is dead
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Ruby running up to Khalid aims at the gibberlings closest to Sundon, her bolt finds it's mark shooting the creature in it's head.

OOC: H6 is dead

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Jaheira is done untying the man, quickly looking over the meadows, "He should be alright after he is healed and rested. More than likely he is diseased by the blighted gibberlings. We should get out of here as fast, as possible. More of them should be coming shortly...", done untying the man she starts moving towards the forest in the direction of where the rest of the team is escaping.

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G11: The creature tries switching from scratching at Khalid to thrusting it's dagger at the man. However this too proves unsuccessful.

G12: Is damaged by Simon, it is shocked and spooked. It starts running away from Simon.

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Simon hits another gibberling closest to him, it is heavily damaged. It doesn't look like it can take much longer to kill it. Seeing it's friend flee, it runs after it as well.

OOC: H8 runs away

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Moonsong's flame find a target again, setting the gibberling ablaze

OOC: H5 is dead
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Sundos runs for his life to the forest.
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The man coughs and dusts himself off, his eyes widen in shock as he surveys the chaos. Listening to Jaheira he starts running as fast as he can towards Barbarian.
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H2 runs after Barbarian, stopping short as the forests grow thicker. It snarls and growls.

H3 follows H2.

H6 gibberling goes around and towards the back of Moonsong, it slashes with her.

OOC: 3 points of damage.

H7 the creature makes it towards Ruby Rose, attacking her with it's dagger.

OOC: 3 points of damage

H8 runs towards the mounds

I1, I2, I3 are running towards the escaping adventurers.
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J1, J2 appear from beneath the ground

You feel the ground shaking again...

Enemy Tally
G11 G12=

H1-, H2, H3*, H4-, H5-, H6-, H7, H8=

I1, I2, I3

(-) means dead.

OOC: Things looking grim...

Moonsong grunted as the Gibberling slashed at her back. She disengaged and retreated as fast as she could. “Ruby! I need cover fire!”

OOC:

I’ll Disengage and retreat to the woods.

Simon looks around then narrows his eyes. Something happens to his appearance momentarily, but WHAT precisely, is hard to say. He starts working his way to the trees with everyone else.

OOC:
Fey Presense, Wis save of 12, frightened. 10' radius around Simon.

The only battlemap I could find was a bit dated: only Gs on it, so I'm not sure where everyone is nor how many might be affected. Or even if I'm avoiding providing AoOs as I retreat.

Please let me know if there are any issues and I can edit my round a bit.

As Ruby begins backing into the forest she looks around to see who is still with her, "Khalid, unless there is something else I think it's time to go!" she called out worried as she aimed at the beast in front of her letting another bolt fly.

22:32, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 22 using 1d20+5.  Crossbow attack.
22:32, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 4 using 1d8+3.  Crossbow damage.
22:33, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 2 using 1d6.  sneak attack damage. If it applies.

Seeing that He was right about the gibberlings fearing the forest, Einar stopped short once inside, and turned to see how the others were faring. Seeing both Moonsong and Ruby under attack, He snarled and grabbed one of his hunting Spears. With a grunt He whipped his arm forward, hurling it at the gibberling attacking Ruby.

OOC:
11:17, Today: Einar Forester rolled 12 using 1d20+3.  To hit, javelin (thrown)

11:17, Today: Einar Forester rolled 7 using 1d6+3.  Damage, javelin.

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OOC: In order to save time since gibberlings rolled like crap for saving throw vs Wisdom...several rolling crit fails...

Einar's javelin pierces gibberling and nails it into the ground. Ruby's bolt hits and kills yet another foul creature. With Jaheira and Khalid attempting to follow the others running for the woods.

Simon's spell spooks the horde, a few creatures decide to run to the other side of the meadows, while others scatter back to the burrows.


OOC: As such...end of combat. Milestone reached of level 2.


It takes a few minutes before the group finally feels safe. The howling and shrieking can still be heard from the directions of the horde's camp. The shrieks become more desperate, angry almost like the creatures were upset with group stealing their food and not been able to grab new food.

Khalid leans next to the tree breathing heavily and eyes the group. He wipes away the forehead from heavy sweat dripping into his eyes.

Jaheira looking a little unsteady on her feet walks around the area looking in all directions. She then approaches Khalid, then the merchant who ran away with the group also. She makes a few quick gestures and blue, calming light envelopes her hands, which then spreads to both men, "There, there husband all better. That was quite a disease you had. You too, merchant. About a month and you both would have turned into those blasted creatures...", she pauses and looks around the group. "I have to thank you for coming to my rescue. Does anyone else require healing aid?"

The merchant sits next to Khalid, the sitting next to the half elf actually more like half collapse, half passing out from exhaustion, "Whoa...I ain't as sprite as I was years ago. I too have to thank you, strangers. I 'spose introduction is in order. I am Jorvan Strider, merchant of wonderful city of Athkatla. Was on my way to check out our new store in Baldur's Gate when we were waylaid by those creatures..."
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Einar breathed deeply and often as the group stopped, coming down from the high it always led to when He let the rage out. Pointedly ignoring the freedom that came with letting his emotions reign unrestrained, He forces it down back into the mental box, locking it away once more.

Not quite trusting his voice yet, He simply shook his head wearily at the offered healing. He'd suffered only the baresr of scratches. He'd be fine as long as it was cleaned. He focused on cleaning his axe on the grass, and kept an eye on their surroundings. There would be a reason the gibberlings didn't dare Come here.

When the merchant introducer himself, Einar just nodded in greeting, still not in the mood to talk.

Concern filled Moonsong’s eyes when Jaheira mentioned the curse that her husband and Jorvan narrowly evaded. She recognized the Divine signature of the other woman’s healing spell. “You too are a Priestess of Nature?” She moved a little closer and showed her own wound. “Will that affliction befall all that the Gibberlings wound...?”

Hunches over trying to catch her breath, "We're safe now right?" as she looks at the direction of the battle, and back to the woman, "You're Jaheira right, because I don't want to do that again."

As Moonsong asks the question of her wounds Ruby looks down to her own wound and listens worried.

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 103):

"I am Jaheira and grateful that you have pulled through, my husband did well. The gibberlings need to actually take a bit of a chunk out of you in order to disease you..." , she quickly glances at the visible wounds of the party. "You all should be safe, just some scratches, bumps, and bruises".

She takes a quick walk between the trees looking in the direction of where the team ran away from, "We do not have much time and I was not why you were all summoned to Friendly Arms Inn. I am sure Khalid promised a pay", she nods her head while looking at Khalid.

Khalid props himself up and fishes for something in his bag, then goes from one party member to the next giving each a leather purse with some metal clanking within.

When this is over Jaheira studies the team, as if weighing her options. "...I am unsure how much Khalid have told you. Him and I are part of the group called Harpers. We are sworn to protect people of Faerun of any dangers and keeping it in balance", her voice becomes low and already thick Tethyrian accent even thicker. "When we were attacked by these creatures, Khalid and I were summoned to Baldur's Gate by our close friend and fellow Harper. She has strong suspiscious of a growing threat in the city. We needed somebody new, but headstrong, and good. Your task for why you were summoned to the tavern was not to rescue me, but to help us unravel this mystery. I am unsure what my husband have promised, but I am willing to pay 100 gold pieces a person in order to hire you again".

OOC: +50gps for each member.

@Simon

You have a familiar feeling at the back of you head. It feels warm and calming. The sound of trees swaying in the wind give you a familiar feeling you cannot quite place. A calming feeling spreads through you body. You swear you can hear someone's voice in your head. Female, warm, calming, familiar, "Nice moves, kiddo...we are proud". Is it a voice of your Godmother...? The voice is gone and the feeling of calmness and warmth disappears with it.

OOC: You gain inspiration. Good use of spell
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"I'm a lumberjack." Einar rumbled, absentmindedly pouring a bit of ester on his scratch before flexing the muscles around it to squeeze out Any gunk and filthy blood.
"wanna help... ain't sure how I can though. I know forestry n' chopping. Not mysteries." He added after judging the wound cleaned. He didn't quite look anyone in the eye, uncomfortable both with the many People and with the fact that He felt He vouldn't be of use going forward. He hadn't expected adventuring to involve quite so much talking or potential city work. Not this early, at any rate.

Simon wags a couple fingers at the Harpers. "Simon." he then concentrates on his scratch, and focuses his attention on making it clean., brushing it off and muttering until the it is as clean as possible.

OOC: Prestidigitation.
It probably won't do much for a magical infection, but clean wounds are always better than dirty ones.

Sundos sat down on the ground. Then he knelt and said a quiet prayer. (Casts Cure Wounds on Self)

Feeling much better, he stood up and introduced himself to the new comers. He thanks them for the payment with a slight nod of the head. "I have heard of the Harpers. I will be more than glad to help you in the future."

OOC
Cast Cure Wounds on Self
13:17, Today: Sundos Brightblood rolled 5 using 1d8+3.  Cure Wounds on Self.

As Ruby grabs the she smiles "Is it more monsters?" as she thinks to herself "100 gold can go a long way." with a sign trying to sound like her arm is being twisted "well since I am already here I might as well go the extra mile and help again. What can we do for you?" as she crosses her arms waiting to listen for the details.

"Good, good. Than most of the group it seems already in agreement", she give merchant a quick glance, "A fellow harper and a close friend. She is in her 20s, however may look younger. Light brown hair, green eyes, visible scar over her right eye. She usually wears leather armor with a green cloak. She is expecting us in Elfsong Tavern. The tavern is located on the East, Lower City portion of Baldur's Gate. If you are near Wyrm's Crossing you are there. Khalid and I need to return to Friendly Arms Inn urgently to finish some of the task at hand there, we will catch you in Baldur's Gate in about 10 days. If any correspondence need to be exchanged, then speak to Imoen. She will relay information to us. Oh and if she asks for a secret word use Shadowdale

Merchant catches Jaheira eyes and nods at her, "As I mentioned previously I am a merchant. I would be very appreciative, if your group will have me reach the city. I am not asking to look for my cart and I do not have any coin on me. However, if you are to help I will figure a way to thank all of you. Maybe you can stop by at my store. It is a first store we have opened in Baldur's Gate. However, it is our fifth one in the world. Perhaps if you have travelled, you may have heard of us Bards and Nobles? We started with some books, scrolls, trinkets, slowly opened up some weapons and armor sections. If not for the coins, perhaps I will be able to provide you with a discount!, he looks around the group a look of hope and perhaps worry on his face.
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Moonsong closed her eyes as she tapped into the Flow of Nature. Her skin cooled at the silvery blue energies that knit the wound in her back. The divine magicks of the Earth not healed, but reinvigorated her. She stepped with graceful flourish that made her pale blonde hair wave like a flaxen sheet.

When Moonsong overheard Einar, she gently squeezed his uninsured arm. Well, as much as she could squeeze a veritable tree trunk of solid muscle. “I share your...apprehension of cities. However, you proved yourself for formidable in our recent fight. We shall surely need your might again.”

Moonsong nodded at Jaheira. “Indeed, I think we are all unanimous in aiding your cause.” She waved a hand toward the Merchant. “Certainly! It would be safer for you if you traveled with us and returned to the city.”


OOC:

21:45, Today: Moonsong rolled 11 using 1d8+3.  Cure Wounds on Self.


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In reply to Moonsong (msg # 112):

"Good, I am glad everyone is in agreement. we should not delay this, this forest is not safe. We should all set out right now. If you do not have any questions...Khalid and I will leave right away, also", he pauses for any questions.

OOC: If no questions are asks her and Khalid will collect themselves and disappear into the thick forest.


OOC: If you have not, please update your character sheet to level 2. We shall max out HP, no rolling needed. Whoever decide to lead the party to Baldur's Gate, please roll 3 Survival rolls.

As Jaheira & Khalid departed, Moonsong assisted her companions in breaking camp. “We must make haste and leave these woods. The Gibberlings will soon find our scent, and we do not wish to meet them at night.” She gathered any herbs useful in their journey ahead, and stared purposefully at the sky, noting the position of the celestial bodies in the sky.

“I shall guide you to Baldur’s Gate. I know the roads and woods alike well enough to lead us there.” Moonsong glanced at Einar. “If I stumble along the way, I will need your assistance in righting our path.” Then, Moonsong motioned for them all to follow her...

OOC:

01:32, Today: Moonsong rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Survival Check #3.
01:32, Today: Moonsong rolled 13 using 1d20+5.  Survival Check #2.
01:32, Today: Moonsong rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  Survival Check #1.

A little uncertain about the kind words from Moonsong, but also more than a little happy, Einar simply grunted his affirmation when she mentioned him assisting her in finding the way. While he didn't know these Woods, He did know Woods in general. How different could these be? It was still in the same lands after All.

OOC:
Einar gives support to Moonsong's survival rolls. Which, if there's Any doubt, mens that you roll 2 d20's for each check and take the Best result.

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It would have taken about a day to get to Baldur's Gate, however Moonsong was either nervous or the unfamiliar with these woods, also the idea that these woods were filled with nasty creatures may have been putting her off. It takes a day and a half of walking to finally make it to the front entrance of Baldur's Gate.

First the forest recedes followed by smaller farms, then larger buildings. As you go around the corner you notice walls of Baldur's Gate starting to get closer and higher. Several more minutes and you approach the entrance.

It is blocked by from what you can see 5 guards, dressed in Flaming Fist armor. One who seems to be a higher ranking talks to a small line of people ahead of you. A few words, some coins exchanged and he continues to motion people forward. It is finally your turn. He motions for you to approach him. His voice is rushed and bored at the same time, "Standard fee of 1 copper per each person entering the city of Baldur's Gate. Additional one copper for any stock brought in, one per head", he motions for the group to provide the payments, "Additionally state your intent of coming to this city. Pleasure or business? Alright? Sounds good"

OOC: Those who paid he motions through into the city without awaiting the answer to his question. Those who do not provide the payment are met with a suspicious look".

Simon pulls out a gold piece, "Business, pleasure, and curiousity. Can you make change? and not 99 copper, for pity's sake?"


OOC:
If change is made, he'll pay his way in, if not...well, he won't, but he's willing to make arrangements to pay later.

In reply to Simon (msg # 117):

Guard rolls his eyes, counts back coins for Simon and gives them back. You get back 9 silver and 9 copper.

Einar Eyed the exchange of coin with interest, relieved that it seemed a hasslefree procedure. Once Simon was squared away, He Too walked up to the guard. "Same." He said, handing the guard a gold coin as well.
"business." He Then added after a beat. He definitely wasn't visiting such a big city for pleasure. The mere thought of so many People, so close together... It was enough to give him shivers.

In reply to Einar Forester (msg # 119):

"Aha...alright. Here is your coins too, don't be causing any trouble ye here?", he motions for the barbarian to move along too.

Perhaps the rest of the group felt glad to be rid of the forest, but Moonsong felt differently when she saw the imposing gates. The pushy brusqueness of the Flaming Fist reminded Moonsong why she proffered the solitude of the forest. When the gatekeeper bellowed his orders, she rummaged for the change made by the barmaid a few days back. “Here.”

After she paid her fee, she said, “Business.” She quickly shuffled along with Einar and Simon, only sparing the briefest backwards glance for Ruby. Already the din of the city assaulted her nerves. Although Moonsong maintained her composure, she wanted to be off the streets as quickly as possible.

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 121):

"Go on, lass, go on", the guard coins off more coins.

The merchant, Jorvan looks a bit uncomfortable, "Would anyone be able to pay my way in, I will be much appreciated of that".

Simon flips the guard a copper piece from his new stash.

Ruby was relieved to be in civilization as they walked toward the gates. As the group begun handing coins to the guards Ruby looked at her pouch and thought to herself "If I can save a gold why not?" as she tried to slip past the guards while the group was finishing there transactions.

22:04, Today: Ruby Rose rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  Stealth.

Once they passed through the gate, Moonsong attempted to find the Elfsong Tavern. However, the commotion of merchants, guards, and city folk  distracted her. Instead, she quietly stuck near Einar, Sundos, and Simon, while casting a concerned eye for Ruby.

OOC:

03:35, Today: Moonsong rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Perception: Find Elfsong Tavern.

 

In reply to Ruby Rose (msg # 124):

You stealth your way into Baldur's Gate. The guards fail to notice you.

In reply to Moonsong (msg # 125):

You attempt to find your way, but the business of the city makes it hard to navigate. Jorvin coughs to get attention to him, when he notices your troubles. He gives you quick directions which make it easier to navigate to the tavern.

"I appreciate your help, friends. Once again, if you have a moment see if you can visit me at the shop. I will be there for the next few days, making sure the shop is working fine and also to write letters to the families of my deceased colleagues. Once again, than you for all of your help. Don't forget the shop is called Bards and Nobles!"

With that said he disappears into the crowd.

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