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Trust Building Exercise!

2013-05-22T03:12:27Z

Folkmar: Created page with "On the Redrige Mountain Trail, near the Deluge Mines; The Aesir man in his studded leather armor doesn't look exactly out of place, here in the mountains, but he doesn't lo..."

On the Redrige Mountain Trail, near the Deluge Mines;

The Aesir man in his studded leather armor doesn't look exactly out of place, here in the mountains, but he doesn't
look to be exactly in his element, either. He looks about with a curious eye, examining some plants closer than others,
picking up certain rocks and tucking them into a pouch at his belt. As he meanders along the path, sometimes an
unfamiliar bird might catch his eye, and he'll cock his head to one side to listen to it, then make a poor effort at
mimicing its call.

Of course, trails like this attract all sorts of lunatics. Sitting on a boulder in a lotus position, a strange oruch
woman sits there, silent and unmoving, long hair trailing behind her as the wind blows.

Catching sight of the woman, up the trail, Folkmar stops a moment. He's seen oruchs before. Fought a few of them, even.
Maybe more than a few. As he sees this one on the boulder, he quietly slinks down to one knee, moving his earthbreaker
to his left hand, his right extracting a throwing axe from his bandolier. He narrows his eyes, for a moment, and simply
watches.

GAME: Folkmar rolls stealth: (17)+9: 26

GAME: Moonshadow rolls perception: (9)+12: 21

Moonshadow doesn't move at all. She remains in the lotus position, as if unaware of her current danger.

The Aesir stays low, which is quite a feat for the tall man. But he seems rather adept at walking with his knees almost
touching his chest, crouched like a leopard. Slowly he may move, but quietly indeed as he creeps closer and closer to
the Oruch woman, breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth in an effort to assure not even his breath
gives him away.

GAME: Folkmar rolls stealth: (19)+9: 28

GAME: Moonshadow rolls perception: (10)+12: 22

It's right about now the woman moves. Unfolding herself from her Lotus position, she seems to take the time to stretch
out her legs upon the large boulder as well, She still seems unaware of Folkmar.

Seeing the woman move, Folkmar stops his prowling. He hefts his axe, testing the weight of it in his hands. He flips it
over once, so the haft rests in his palm, then whips his hand back and sends it hurtling forward, whistling.

"whubwhubwhubwhubTHUNK"

The axe flies end over end, until it sails right between the woman's legs, embedding itself in a tree some paces away.

Moonshadow looks towards the Axe embedded in the tree, then tilts her head, then turns her head, upside down, to look
at Folkmar. "Do you attack everyone you don't know?" She seems to be a bit too calm to have just been attacked.

"Ha!" the Aesir replies as he stands up to his full height, gesturing towards the throwing axe. "If I were attacking, I
wouldn't have missed." Folkmar states with a mischievous grin. He waves a dismissive hand, "It's a game my people play,
in the north, when they are young. To show our prowess. We sneak up on our friends to let them know we /could/ have
killed them. It is a good way to build trust."

Moonshadow says, "You have strange ways of building trust." She takes a few moments to finish stretching before rolling
off of the boulder and landing quite nicely upon her feet. "But, then again, I've been told I have strange ways too."
She's not carrying any weapons either, none obvious anyways."

"What is strange about it?" Folkmar inquires in earnest. "If you know a man can kill you, but chose not to, you must
assume he does not want you dead." He shrugs, "Further more, you know that you can rely on his prowess when you fight
beside him, or with your back to him. These are important things to know."

Moonshadow says, "Not everyone sees things as you do." She then shakes her head. "You must be an Aesir, since you're
not much shorter than I am." She says a little flatly."

Folkmar laughs, "Oh, so only Aesir men can be tall? You must not have seen many Dranei. While I admit I am not short,
they are taller yet!" he tilts his head to one side, "But however one sees things, fact is fact. If I'd wanted to
attack or harm you, I could have. The fact that I didn't should demonstrate to you that I mean you no harm." And with
that, the man walks around the woman towards the tree with his axe. He doesn't step too close, but neither does he make

Moonshadow says, "I don't know much about the Dran, honestly. The last time I ever encountered them was in the Sky
Curtain Mountains, where I grew up. Even then, they didn't even pretend to attack us. They were cordial." She chuckles
a bit as he gets his axe from the tree. However, as he gets his axe from the tree, she resumes her stretching. "Either
or, you've voiced that you do not intend to do me any harm." She says as she pulls her arms to stretch out the
muscles....."

Looking over his shoulder with a grin, Folkmar nods. "Not today, at least." He gestures, "You don't look like you've
much coin about you, and nobody else is paying me to do you harm. However, if I'd merely walked up to you, sitting on
your little rock there, I might have frightened you, or given you the wrong impression."

Moonshadow says, "Or you could've waited patiently." She then chuckles. "Patience isn't everyone virtue though." She
then looks down at her hips and her hands. "Nah. I don't need much coin. And if someone's paying you to do harm to a
servant of Eluna, then you should consider who is hiring you." She then taps a rock near where she is standing."

Folkmar frowns, "Why?" he asks quite simply. "I mean, why consider? I am not an assassin, mind you. I don't normally
take coin to kill someone. At least, if I do, it's not personal." He considers, "Though, I guess I've taken coin to
kill lots of someones."

Moonshadow says, "It's quite personal. You'd be paid to take someone's life. Professionalism or not, you're going to
take someone's life. That's as....personal as you're going to get." She then shrugs. "I've been paid to take people's
lives too, mostly clerics of Gunthakr though." She says putting her hands behind her back."

Folkmar grunts, then lays his earthbreaker on the ground, leaning against it, "Truth be told, most people of the
'Explorer's Guild' have been paid for the ending of someone's life, at some time or another. Doesn't make them an
assassin. Perhaps a mercenary." He grins. "That's more what I think o' myself as, anyway." He lifts his chin, "You
too?"

Moonshadow says, "As much as I dislike the term of mercenary, yes. I've worked with the explorer's guild before. Mostly
to stop Gunthakr's destruction of Alexandria and the world and a few other odds and ends." She then looks towards
Folkmar. "I'm assuming that you're working with the Explorer's guild currently?""

Folkmar shrugs, chuckling, "I work with whoever pays me. Explorer's Guild, Adventurer's Guild, Dockworker's Guild,
Sailor's Guild. It's all the same, to me, so long as there's coin involved."

Moonshadow smiles a bit. "You should get out of that way of thinking." She says with a smile. "Some some may say doing
good is it's own reward, others may not think the same way. However, there are causes that some take up that they will
do for free." She then smiles. "Find a cause that you will willingly work for, other than greed or power, and you may
see people come to you, asking for help....then offering things to assist you."

Folkmar frowns, "Why would I ask for people to assist me? If I need assistance, I will pay for it from what I have
earned." He guffaws, "Having someone do something for me for free? I would not trust the quality of the work."

Moonshadow chuckles a little. "You don't get it." She then turns to look up towards the mountains. "Kindness is like
the snow on top of the mountain. In time, the snow melts, and delivers water in the form of springs. With it, it brings
refreshing water towards the plants near it's base, which provides food to nearby animals." She then looks to Folkmar.
"One act of kindness gives birth to another act of kindness."
Folkmar frowns, "In the north, a little snow on the top of the mountain can cause an avalanche, which can kill an

entire village that is too close." The Aesir frowns. "I am not saying I do not believe in kindness. There are times.."
He shrugs, vaguely, as though he can't really think of one, "When I can see the benefit. Perhaps. But, I would still
rather see good coin for hard work. That is all."

Moonshadow chuckles lightly. "Like I said, not everyone sees it that way." She then shrugs and looks up the mountain.
"I'd better get going I guess. I did say I was going to at least get to the next trail up." She then waves
quietly......then LEAPS into the air to the next boulder, then to the next one up, then the next.....

Recent Logs

2013-05-22T03:05:34Z

Folkmar:

[[Category:Logs]]
Roleplay is central to Tenebrae, and consists of a mix of scenes, grid, and PrPs. Here you may read some of the logs our players have posted, or wanted to share. This page may also be used to post logs for PrPs, to share an item for staff review, or to tell players about a great scene. Remember too, if you're RPing in a public area, a log may end up on this site. Most recent logs are at the '''bottom.'''

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==Our Logs==
{{TableMain}}
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|Log
|People
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|[[A Duel!]]
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|-
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|[[How to Smite with a Poo Cart]]
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|-
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|[[Crusaders, Start Your Engines!]]
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|-
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|[[Adamantine Tinkering]]
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|-
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|[[Storytime in the Dragon's Den]]
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|-
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|[[Adamantine Hunt]]
|
|-
|Aug 6 2012
|[[PRP: Unbearable]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Nadara]], [[Leisel]], [[Quint]], [[Dante]], [[Jibbom]]
|-
|Aug 7 2012
|[[A Formal Complaint]]
|[[Donk]], [[Dante]]
|-
|Aug 7, 2012
|[[The Overturned Cart]]
| [[Kalkorth]], [[Constantin]], [[Donk]], [[Emir]], [[Trank]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Eira]]
|-
|Aug 8, 2012
|[[Felicia's Very Sandy Birthday Party]]
|[[Emir]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Katja]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|Aug ?, 2012
|[[Fox Ears for Azog]]
|[[Azog]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Conrad]], [[Garrin]]
|-
|Aug 9, 2012
|[[Raising Halani]]
|[[Halani]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Craft]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|Aug 22, 2012
|[[Wanted Posters]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Sandy]], [[Myrana]]
|-
|Aug 14, 2012
|[[Sildanyari do Not Birth Gnomes]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Rotgut]], [[Faun]], [[Boshter]], [[Cesran]], [[Ormarr]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|August 23, 2012
|[[A Tea Cart]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Jibbom]], [[Azog]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lumina]], [[Moonshadow]]
|-
|August 25, 2012
|[[Moonwatching]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Mikilos]], [[Colrick]], [[Locien]], [[Usha]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|August 31, 2012
|[[Prancing Poncy Swiftclaws]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Sandy]], [[Lumina]], [[Svarshan]], [[Locien]]
|-
|September 1, 2012
|[[Dastardly Dealings]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|September 3, 2012
|[[PRP: Catacombs Kidnapping]]
|[[Sonja]], [[Grunak]], [[Colrick]], [[Seadhna]], [[Jibbom]], [[Kathryn]]
|-
|September 4, 2012
|[[Social: BAD DOG!]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Nadara]], [[Lumina]], [[Ashlynn]]
|-
|September 5, 2012
|[[PRP: The Laughing Anna]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Munch]], [[Seadhna]], [[Zarr]]
|-
|September 6, 2012
|[[The Best Medicine]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Lumina]], [[Savannah]], [[Boshter]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|September 8, 2012
|[[Social: Hangover]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Teppus]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]], [[Donk]]
|-
|Sept 13, 2012
|[[Muse of Doom]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Azog]], [[Jessa]], [[Zalara]], [[Quint]], [[Svarshan]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|Sept 14, 2012
|[[Career Day]]
|[[Ormarr|Wonderpony]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Angrid]], [[Zalara]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|Sept 15, 2012
|[[PrP: Sanctuary Cleansing]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Melbert]]
|-
|September 15, 2012
|[[Not Yet a Knight]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Jareth]], [[Azog]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|September 15, 2012
|[[Double Rainbow Man (Again)]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Constantin]], [[Selia]], [[Younger]]
|-
|Sept 16, 2012
|[[Coyote Meets Phoenix]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jessa]]
|-
|September 17, 2012
|[[Younger's Busted Leg]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Younger]], [[Jessa]], [[Munch]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]]
|-
|September 18, 2012
|[[Thrax]]
|[[Savannah]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|Sept 25, 2012
|[[Hip-pest Reaction]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Zalara]], [[Jessa]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Ellerela]]
|-
|October 13, 2012
|[[Shamblers in the Woods]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Leisel]]
|-
|October 15, 2012
|[[Clara the Lance]]
|[[Cinnamon]], [[Kerbasy]]
|-
|October 16, 2012
|[[Sandy is a Dandy]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Jinks]], [[Constantin]], [[Arissa]]
|-
|October 17, 2012
|[[Tent Fires]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|October 17, 2012
|[[The Statues]]
|[[Eleia]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Boshter]]
|-
|October 19, 2012
|[[Challenge Beyond Our Means]]
|[[Albain]], [[Craft]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|October 22, 2012
|[[Punchy Friends]]
|[[Aenyn]], [[Gragnar]], [[Liessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|October 23, 2012
|[[Alleyway]]
|[[Donk]], [[Faun]], [[Quint]], [[Selia]], [[Whendi]]
|-
|October 26, 2012
|[[Kittens Jessa Kittens|Kittens, Jessa, Kittens!]]
|[[Quint]], [[Jessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Cesran]],
|-
|October 27, 2012
|[[There Can be Only One Pretty Pretty Princess|There Can be Only One (Pretty Pretty Princess)]]
| [[Azog]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Sandy]], [[Constantin]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|Unknown
|[[Giant Pink Hips]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Jessa]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sandy]], [[Jibbom]], [[Emir]]
|-
|November 11, 2012
|[[Coming to Alexandria]]
|[[Fiona]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|November 11, 2012
|[[Young impressionable Youth]]
|[[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
|-
|November 13, 2012
|[[Till Death Do us Part]]
|[[Mel]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Zalara]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Fiona]]
|-
|November 14, 2012
|[[Goblintown]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Jareth]], [[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
|-
|November 16, 2012
|[[A Land Down Under]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Gavisa]],[[Mel]], [[Vennan]],[[ Angrid]], [[Zalara]],[[ Fiona]],[[ Jessa]]
|-
|November 17, 2012
|[[Once Upon a Jail Cell]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Fiona]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Selia]]
|-
|November 18, 2012
|[[Bar Talk]]
|[[Angrid]], [[Azog]], [[Kaedin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|Novenber 19,2012
|[[Of Honor and Laughter]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Azog]]
|-
|November 19, 2012
|[[The Beginning of an Odd Partnership]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Maxine]]
|-
|November 28, 2012
|[[Thoughts on Jobs and Life]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Oates]], [[Halani]], [[Quint]]
|-
|November 27, 2012
|[[Sandy Gets Hitched]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Saevrinimata]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Arngrid]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|November 29, 2012
|[[A Type of Armor]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Aenyn]]
|-
|November 30,2012
|[[Goblin Caravan]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]], [[Oates]]
|-
|December 4, 2012
|[[Late Night at Wayfarer's Inn]]
|[[Maendir]], [[Zalara]], [[Oates]]
|-
|December 5, 2012
|[[Jinks Pearly Temple|Jinks' Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|December 5, 2012
|[[Beyond the Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Jinks]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Maendir]], [[Constantin]], [[Quint]]
|-
|December 10, 2012
|[[Rocks, Poop, Hips, and Stew!!]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Fiona]], [[Svarshan]], [[Liessa]], [[Azog]], [[Achala]], [[Leisel]]
|-
|December 11 2012
|[[Mercantile Obligation (Porocora DM)]]
|[[Katja]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Albain]], [[Fiona]]
|-
|December 20,2012
|[[Grin Apolypse]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Remethaer]], [[Sandy]], [[Sonja]]
|-
|December 21, 2012
|[[Bar Chatter]]
|[[Gwendolyn]], [[Sandy]], [[Selia]]
|-
|December 23, 2012
|[[Poor Holiday Tidings]]
|[[Emir]], [[Zalara]], [[Donk]], [[Remethaer]]
|-
|December 30, 2012
|[[Art of Slice, the]]
|[[Chloe]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Liessa]], [[Munch]], [[Remethaer]], [[Vennan]]
|-
|??
|[[PRP: Clearing Jeribald's Mine]]
|??
|-
|December 31, 2012
|[[Adventurers Guild Bringing in the New Year|Adventurer's Guild: Bringing in the New Year]]
|[[Karelin]], [[Azog]], [[Svarshan]], [[Tavissha]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sonja]], [[Oates]], [[Cesran]], [[Myrana]], [[Wilma]]
|-
|January 4, 2013
|[[Arvek in Pink]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Boshter]], [[Jessa]], [[Roka]]
|-
|January 5,2013
|[[Ribbeting Times at the Hope]]
|[[Tavissha]], [[Abrahil]], [[Zalara]], [[Lash]]
|-
|January 7, 2013
|[[Hanging of the Butcher]]
|Lots
|-
|January 9, 2013
|[[Jink's Kids]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Agril]], [[Svarshan]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 10, 2013
|[[Cue Yakety Sax]]
|[[Emir]], [[Sandy]], [[Donk]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]]
|-
|January 11, 2013
|[[In the Market]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 11, 2013
|[[What's Down There?]]
|[[Brolin]], [[Lash]], [[Nadara]], [[Raja]], [[Zarr]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 12, 2013
|[[Wolf-wrestling]]
|[[Donk]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Tavissha]], [[Thyrson]], [[Jareth]], [[Garrin]]
|-
|January 13, 2013
|[[At the Ox]]
|[[Azog]], [[Lash]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Faraday]]
|-
|January 13, 2013
|[[On the Roadway]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Selia]], [[Roka]], [[Arafel]], [[Elycia]],
|-
|January 19, 2013
|[[Nipples and rainbows]]
|[[Roka]], [[Karelin]], [[Rotgut]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 20, 2013
|[[Mirrors]]
|[[Selia]], [[Oates]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 21, 2013
|[[The Lost]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|January 23, 2013
|[[Of Guns, Maintenance, and Weather]]
|[[Craft]], [[Rementhaer]]
|-
|January 26, 2013
|[[Desolate Dig]]
|[[Oates]], [[Remethaer]], [[Lash]], [[Arafel]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Mel]]
|-
|January 27, 2013
|[[Along the Road]]
|[[Ormarr]], [[Cesran]], [[Lash]], [[Vidarr]], [[Donk]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|January 27, 2013
|[[PrP: Trouble Brewing]]
|[[Arafel]], [[Oates]], [[Rotgut]], [[Tavissha]], [[Brolin]]
|-
|January 28, 2013
|[[Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Deliciousness]]
|[[Donk]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Elysia]], [[Lash]], [[some chubby, old orc]]
|-
|February 02, 2013
|[[Lost And Found]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Azog]], [[Aenyn]]
|-
|February 03, 2013
|[[Makar at the Ox]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zarr]]
|-
|February 09, 2013
|[[PrP: Up in Smoke]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Jinks]], [[Sonja]], [[Aenyn]], [[Jessa]]
|-
|February 10, 2013
|[[PrP: 3:10 to Selentia]]
|[[Birgit]], [[Chloe]], [[Elessa]], [[Remethaer]]
|-
|February 15, 2013
|[[Love Potions]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Agril]], [[Taurex]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|February 15, 2013
|[[PrP: Pie and Orc]]
|[[Mako]], [[Remethaer]], [[Aviere]]
|-
|-
|February 19, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 1]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Abrahil]], [[Kilian]]
|-
|-
|February 25, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 2]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Shrike]]
|-
|-
|March 03, 2013
|[[PrP: Lurker on the Heights]]
|[[Lash]], [[Vennan]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Oates]], [[Schneider]], [[Alistine]]
|-
|-
|March 08, 2013
|[[PrP: The Alexandrian Job]]
|[[Kravar]],[[Heyuri]], [[Korsten]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|
| [[Spirit-Bonded Ceremony]]
|
|-
|-
|April 01, 2013
|[[Kittens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jessa]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|-
|April 02, 2013
|[[Log: Goblintown Hi-Jinks]]
|[[Meep]], [[Sonja]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Kravar]], [[ Sandy]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|-
|April 10, 2013
|[[Log: Pets 4 Sale]]
|[[Grub]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seanait]]
|-
|-
|April 11, 2013
|[[PrP: Goblin Massacre Mystery]]
|[[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Nadara]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|-
|April 12, 2013
|[[BBQ fun]]
|[[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]]
|-
|-
|April 17, 2013
|[[Chance Meeting]]
|[[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Younger]]
|-
|-
|April 22, 2013
|[[Log: Lower Market Madness]]
|[[Mogrinaar]], [[Kravar]], [[Shilde]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|-
|April 23, 2013
|[[Log: Meetings and Mysteries at Wilderness Pointe]]
|[[Drake]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|-
|April 26, 2013
|[[PrP: Camp Encounter]]
|[[Remethaer]], [[Elessa]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|-
|May 3rd, 2013
|[[PRP: Fast Zombie Day]]
|-
|-
|May 5th, 2013
|[[Log: Sign Sixty-Two]]
|[[Rogun]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Sebropert]]
|-
|-
|May 11th, 2013
|[[PrP: Ratburglars!]]
|[[Tak]], [[Madde]], [[Porarna]]
|-
|-
|May 14th, 2013
|[[PrP: Vadran Patrol]]
|[[Tak]], [[Sebropert]], [[Rogun]], [[Elessa]]
|-
|-
|May 16th, 2013
|[[PrP: Spontaneous Event]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Brom]], [[Folkmar]]
|-
|-
|May 18th, 2013
|[[PrP: Docking Pay]]
|[[Folkmar]], [[Halani]]. [[Kravar]], [[Tak]], [[Vennan]]
|-
|-
|May 21st, 2013
|[[Trust Building Exercise!]]
|[[Folkmar]], [[Moonshadow]]
|-
|-
|}

[[Category:Logs]]

Recent Logs

2013-05-22T03:04:36Z

Folkmar:

[[Category:Logs]]
Roleplay is central to Tenebrae, and consists of a mix of scenes, grid, and PrPs. Here you may read some of the logs our players have posted, or wanted to share. This page may also be used to post logs for PrPs, to share an item for staff review, or to tell players about a great scene. Remember too, if you're RPing in a public area, a log may end up on this site. Most recent logs are at the '''bottom.'''

==How to Post a Log==
{{TableMain}}
{{T01}}
| colspan="2" | Log Help
{{T02}}
|I Need Help With...
|Look Here
|-
|Posting a log
|[[How to Post a Log]]
|-
|Wiki formatting
|'''[[How to Format a Log Quickly|How to Automagically Clean a Log]]''', [[Help:Editing#Formatting|Wiki Help]]
|-
|Finding a PrP template
|[[PrP Template]]
|-
|Finding what goes in a PrP log
|[[Player_Run_Plots#Sending_in_a_Finished_PrP|Submitting PrPs]]
|-
|Finding logs from the old website
|[http://emblemofea.pbworks.com/w/page/12036798/Game-Logs The Old Site]
|}

==Our Logs==
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|
|[[A Duel!]]
|
|-
|
|[[How to Smite with a Poo Cart]]
|
|-
|
|[[Crusaders, Start Your Engines!]]
|
|-
|
|[[Adamantine Tinkering]]
|
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|[[Storytime in the Dragon's Den]]
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|[[Adamantine Hunt]]
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|Aug 6 2012
|[[PRP: Unbearable]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Nadara]], [[Leisel]], [[Quint]], [[Dante]], [[Jibbom]]
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|Aug 7 2012
|[[A Formal Complaint]]
|[[Donk]], [[Dante]]
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|Aug 7, 2012
|[[The Overturned Cart]]
| [[Kalkorth]], [[Constantin]], [[Donk]], [[Emir]], [[Trank]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Eira]]
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|Aug 8, 2012
|[[Felicia's Very Sandy Birthday Party]]
|[[Emir]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Katja]], [[Sandy]]
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|Aug ?, 2012
|[[Fox Ears for Azog]]
|[[Azog]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Conrad]], [[Garrin]]
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|Aug 9, 2012
|[[Raising Halani]]
|[[Halani]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Craft]], [[Jinks]]
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|Aug 22, 2012
|[[Wanted Posters]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Sandy]], [[Myrana]]
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|Aug 14, 2012
|[[Sildanyari do Not Birth Gnomes]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Rotgut]], [[Faun]], [[Boshter]], [[Cesran]], [[Ormarr]], [[Mikilos]]
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|August 23, 2012
|[[A Tea Cart]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Jibbom]], [[Azog]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lumina]], [[Moonshadow]]
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|August 25, 2012
|[[Moonwatching]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Mikilos]], [[Colrick]], [[Locien]], [[Usha]], [[Constantin]]
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|August 31, 2012
|[[Prancing Poncy Swiftclaws]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Sandy]], [[Lumina]], [[Svarshan]], [[Locien]]
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|September 1, 2012
|[[Dastardly Dealings]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 3, 2012
|[[PRP: Catacombs Kidnapping]]
|[[Sonja]], [[Grunak]], [[Colrick]], [[Seadhna]], [[Jibbom]], [[Kathryn]]
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|September 4, 2012
|[[Social: BAD DOG!]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Nadara]], [[Lumina]], [[Ashlynn]]
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|September 5, 2012
|[[PRP: The Laughing Anna]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Munch]], [[Seadhna]], [[Zarr]]
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|September 6, 2012
|[[The Best Medicine]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Lumina]], [[Savannah]], [[Boshter]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 8, 2012
|[[Social: Hangover]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Teppus]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]], [[Donk]]
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|Sept 13, 2012
|[[Muse of Doom]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Azog]], [[Jessa]], [[Zalara]], [[Quint]], [[Svarshan]], [[Chloe]]
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|Sept 14, 2012
|[[Career Day]]
|[[Ormarr|Wonderpony]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Angrid]], [[Zalara]], [[Constantin]]
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|Sept 15, 2012
|[[PrP: Sanctuary Cleansing]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Melbert]]
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|September 15, 2012
|[[Not Yet a Knight]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Jareth]], [[Azog]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 15, 2012
|[[Double Rainbow Man (Again)]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Constantin]], [[Selia]], [[Younger]]
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|Sept 16, 2012
|[[Coyote Meets Phoenix]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jessa]]
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|September 17, 2012
|[[Younger's Busted Leg]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Younger]], [[Jessa]], [[Munch]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]]
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|September 18, 2012
|[[Thrax]]
|[[Savannah]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
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|Sept 25, 2012
|[[Hip-pest Reaction]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Zalara]], [[Jessa]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Ellerela]]
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|October 13, 2012
|[[Shamblers in the Woods]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Leisel]]
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|October 15, 2012
|[[Clara the Lance]]
|[[Cinnamon]], [[Kerbasy]]
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|October 16, 2012
|[[Sandy is a Dandy]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Jinks]], [[Constantin]], [[Arissa]]
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|October 17, 2012
|[[Tent Fires]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 17, 2012
|[[The Statues]]
|[[Eleia]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Boshter]]
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|October 19, 2012
|[[Challenge Beyond Our Means]]
|[[Albain]], [[Craft]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 22, 2012
|[[Punchy Friends]]
|[[Aenyn]], [[Gragnar]], [[Liessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 23, 2012
|[[Alleyway]]
|[[Donk]], [[Faun]], [[Quint]], [[Selia]], [[Whendi]]
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|October 26, 2012
|[[Kittens Jessa Kittens|Kittens, Jessa, Kittens!]]
|[[Quint]], [[Jessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Cesran]],
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|October 27, 2012
|[[There Can be Only One Pretty Pretty Princess|There Can be Only One (Pretty Pretty Princess)]]
| [[Azog]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Sandy]], [[Constantin]], [[Svarshan]]
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|Unknown
|[[Giant Pink Hips]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Jessa]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sandy]], [[Jibbom]], [[Emir]]
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|November 11, 2012
|[[Coming to Alexandria]]
|[[Fiona]], [[Cesran]]
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|November 11, 2012
|[[Young impressionable Youth]]
|[[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 13, 2012
|[[Till Death Do us Part]]
|[[Mel]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Zalara]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 14, 2012
|[[Goblintown]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Jareth]], [[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 16, 2012
|[[A Land Down Under]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Gavisa]],[[Mel]], [[Vennan]],[[ Angrid]], [[Zalara]],[[ Fiona]],[[ Jessa]]
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|November 17, 2012
|[[Once Upon a Jail Cell]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Fiona]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Selia]]
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|November 18, 2012
|[[Bar Talk]]
|[[Angrid]], [[Azog]], [[Kaedin]], [[Mikilos]]
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|Novenber 19,2012
|[[Of Honor and Laughter]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Azog]]
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|November 19, 2012
|[[The Beginning of an Odd Partnership]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Maxine]]
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|November 28, 2012
|[[Thoughts on Jobs and Life]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Oates]], [[Halani]], [[Quint]]
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|November 27, 2012
|[[Sandy Gets Hitched]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Saevrinimata]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Arngrid]], [[Constantin]]
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|November 29, 2012
|[[A Type of Armor]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Aenyn]]
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|November 30,2012
|[[Goblin Caravan]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]], [[Oates]]
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|December 4, 2012
|[[Late Night at Wayfarer's Inn]]
|[[Maendir]], [[Zalara]], [[Oates]]
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|December 5, 2012
|[[Jinks Pearly Temple|Jinks' Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jinks]]
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|December 5, 2012
|[[Beyond the Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Jinks]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Maendir]], [[Constantin]], [[Quint]]
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|December 10, 2012
|[[Rocks, Poop, Hips, and Stew!!]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Fiona]], [[Svarshan]], [[Liessa]], [[Azog]], [[Achala]], [[Leisel]]
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|December 11 2012
|[[Mercantile Obligation (Porocora DM)]]
|[[Katja]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Albain]], [[Fiona]]
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|December 20,2012
|[[Grin Apolypse]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Remethaer]], [[Sandy]], [[Sonja]]
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|December 21, 2012
|[[Bar Chatter]]
|[[Gwendolyn]], [[Sandy]], [[Selia]]
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|December 23, 2012
|[[Poor Holiday Tidings]]
|[[Emir]], [[Zalara]], [[Donk]], [[Remethaer]]
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|December 30, 2012
|[[Art of Slice, the]]
|[[Chloe]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Liessa]], [[Munch]], [[Remethaer]], [[Vennan]]
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|??
|[[PRP: Clearing Jeribald's Mine]]
|??
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|December 31, 2012
|[[Adventurers Guild Bringing in the New Year|Adventurer's Guild: Bringing in the New Year]]
|[[Karelin]], [[Azog]], [[Svarshan]], [[Tavissha]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sonja]], [[Oates]], [[Cesran]], [[Myrana]], [[Wilma]]
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|January 4, 2013
|[[Arvek in Pink]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Boshter]], [[Jessa]], [[Roka]]
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|January 5,2013
|[[Ribbeting Times at the Hope]]
|[[Tavissha]], [[Abrahil]], [[Zalara]], [[Lash]]
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|January 7, 2013
|[[Hanging of the Butcher]]
|Lots
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|January 9, 2013
|[[Jink's Kids]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Agril]], [[Svarshan]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]]
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|January 10, 2013
|[[Cue Yakety Sax]]
|[[Emir]], [[Sandy]], [[Donk]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]]
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|January 11, 2013
|[[In the Market]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]]
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|January 11, 2013
|[[What's Down There?]]
|[[Brolin]], [[Lash]], [[Nadara]], [[Raja]], [[Zarr]], [[Zalara]]
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|January 12, 2013
|[[Wolf-wrestling]]
|[[Donk]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Tavissha]], [[Thyrson]], [[Jareth]], [[Garrin]]
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|January 13, 2013
|[[At the Ox]]
|[[Azog]], [[Lash]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Faraday]]
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|January 13, 2013
|[[On the Roadway]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Selia]], [[Roka]], [[Arafel]], [[Elycia]],
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|January 19, 2013
|[[Nipples and rainbows]]
|[[Roka]], [[Karelin]], [[Rotgut]], [[Munch]]
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|January 20, 2013
|[[Mirrors]]
|[[Selia]], [[Oates]], [[Zalara]]
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|January 21, 2013
|[[The Lost]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Elycia]]
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|January 23, 2013
|[[Of Guns, Maintenance, and Weather]]
|[[Craft]], [[Rementhaer]]
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|January 26, 2013
|[[Desolate Dig]]
|[[Oates]], [[Remethaer]], [[Lash]], [[Arafel]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Mel]]
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|January 27, 2013
|[[Along the Road]]
|[[Ormarr]], [[Cesran]], [[Lash]], [[Vidarr]], [[Donk]], [[Elycia]]
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|January 27, 2013
|[[PrP: Trouble Brewing]]
|[[Arafel]], [[Oates]], [[Rotgut]], [[Tavissha]], [[Brolin]]
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|January 28, 2013
|[[Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Deliciousness]]
|[[Donk]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Elysia]], [[Lash]], [[some chubby, old orc]]
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|February 02, 2013
|[[Lost And Found]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Azog]], [[Aenyn]]
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|February 03, 2013
|[[Makar at the Ox]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zarr]]
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|February 09, 2013
|[[PrP: Up in Smoke]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Jinks]], [[Sonja]], [[Aenyn]], [[Jessa]]
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|February 10, 2013
|[[PrP: 3:10 to Selentia]]
|[[Birgit]], [[Chloe]], [[Elessa]], [[Remethaer]]
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|February 15, 2013
|[[Love Potions]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Agril]], [[Taurex]], [[Zalara]]
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|February 15, 2013
|[[PrP: Pie and Orc]]
|[[Mako]], [[Remethaer]], [[Aviere]]
|-
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|February 19, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 1]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Abrahil]], [[Kilian]]
|-
|-
|February 25, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 2]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Shrike]]
|-
|-
|March 03, 2013
|[[PrP: Lurker on the Heights]]
|[[Lash]], [[Vennan]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Oates]], [[Schneider]], [[Alistine]]
|-
|-
|March 08, 2013
|[[PrP: The Alexandrian Job]]
|[[Kravar]],[[Heyuri]], [[Korsten]], [[Chloe]]
|-
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| [[Spirit-Bonded Ceremony]]
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|April 01, 2013
|[[Kittens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jessa]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|-
|April 02, 2013
|[[Log: Goblintown Hi-Jinks]]
|[[Meep]], [[Sonja]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Kravar]], [[ Sandy]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|-
|April 10, 2013
|[[Log: Pets 4 Sale]]
|[[Grub]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seanait]]
|-
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|April 11, 2013
|[[PrP: Goblin Massacre Mystery]]
|[[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Nadara]], [[Chloe]]
|-
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|April 12, 2013
|[[BBQ fun]]
|[[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]]
|-
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|April 17, 2013
|[[Chance Meeting]]
|[[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Younger]]
|-
|-
|April 22, 2013
|[[Log: Lower Market Madness]]
|[[Mogrinaar]], [[Kravar]], [[Shilde]], [[Chloe]]
|-
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|April 23, 2013
|[[Log: Meetings and Mysteries at Wilderness Pointe]]
|[[Drake]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
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|April 26, 2013
|[[PrP: Camp Encounter]]
|[[Remethaer]], [[Elessa]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
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|May 3rd, 2013
|[[PRP: Fast Zombie Day]]
|-
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|May 5th, 2013
|[[Log: Sign Sixty-Two]]
|[[Rogun]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Sebropert]]
|-
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|May 11th, 2013
|[[PrP: Ratburglars!]]
|[[Tak]], [[Madde]], [[Porarna]]
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|May 14th, 2013
|[[PrP: Vadran Patrol]]
|[[Tak]], [[Sebropert]], [[Rogun]], [[Elessa]]
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|May 16th, 2013
|[[PrP: Spontaneous Event]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Brom]], [[Folkmar]]
|-
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|May 18th, 2013
|[[PrP: Docking Pay]]
|[[Folkmar]], [[Halani]]. [[Kravar]], [[Tak]], [[Vennan]]
|}
|May 21st, 2013
|[[Trust Building Exercise!]]
|[[Folkmar]], [[Moonshadow]]

[[Category:Logs]]
[[Category:Logs]]

PrP: Vadran Patrol

2013-05-19T03:12:46Z

Folkmar: Created page with " A message arrives from the Mayor of the Village of Vadran, to one of the officials at the adventurer's guild in Alexandria, asking for a group for a patrol around the city. I..."

A message arrives from the Mayor of the Village of Vadran, to one of the officials at the adventurer's guild in Alexandria, asking for a group for a patrol around the city. Interested parties should inquire with the Mayor. Being as you're all here, it's presumed that you're interested, and so the Mayor of Vadran meets you in one of the village's taverns, "Welcome, welcome. Have a seat then, and we'll get started."

Tak smiles and takes a seat, "I am happy to help, I have heard of the troubles here in the village."

Elessa steps into the tavern, looking around for a few moments as the Mayor greets those that have come as well for the task. Ready for trouble, she has her armor on, sword in hand, a quiver over her shoulder with her unstrung bow in it just in case. She does have one headscarf tied around her head, going down her back and dangling longer than her hair. She looks over and smiles at the Mayor as she takes a seat, not saying anything just yet.

Rogun has included Vadran in his frequent travels outside of Alexandria ever since the giant wasp incident. When a call went out for adventurers he, indeed, responded but has otherwise kept out of the way as others trickled in.

When the Mayor arrives and bade him to sit he did so nodding in affirmation to Tak's words.

Sebropert really hadn't left Vadran since things began, and any opportunity to clear the scene was welcome. The black scaled Sith'Makar scratched at his own leathery hide as he made himself a space to rest. Pushing aside a chair he squated down, making a tripod with his tail. He nods his head and bares his sharp teeth in greetings to others who have chosen to step up.

Clearing his throat, the mayor offers a brief nod to those gathered, offering a smile to those he recognizes from previous encounters, "Welcome, welcome. I'm sure you all know that Vadran has been having.. issues. Well, nothing much has changed. But, with the help of some of the adventurers from Alexendria, we've gotten to the point where we've got decent defenses around the village, and we're wanting to take a.. shall we say.. more proactive approach. And that's why you're here. We need some people to do some road patrols. For the most part, it's the usual. Sightings of some sort of humanoids running off at night with livestock." He pauses for a moment, "But... well, a few of the local sons of some farmers have gone missing, too." He takes a pained expression and shakes his head, "Nasty business, that. Young lads, and typical for them to get into mischief, but they've been lost a week or so now, with no sign."

"A week.." Rogun repeats the words calmly and with a tone that sounds like he considers that an exaggerated period of time for any number of youths to go missing before search parties are gathered, "..are we the first to venture after them..?" He makes an offhand gesture towards Sebropert as if such information might be of particular concern to the Sith'Makar.

Clearing his throat then he manages himself to his feet without much difficulty.

Elessa listens to what the Mayor wants them to do. Patrols? That's it? Patrols? "How long do you want us doing these patrols?" she asks, a little after Sebropert says his question. The boys are important to, but how long they have to be at this... Well she'd rather know before she really agreed to being stuck on a road for a month doing nothing but watching for criminals.

The dark Sith'Makar's large skull-like head nods slowly the frills down the back of his neck rising and falling slowly. "Week ago, maybe more. Killed death walkers near here." His large nostrils flared as he breathed deeply. "May be more," he warned before going silent and letting the Mayor answer the other's questions.

The mayor looks at Rogun with a frown, "Well of course you're not. We sent out search parties, and there was no sign of the boys. Just rumors here and there. Something about ghosts at one of the old farms that's been abandoned for several years. It's been the type of place where young lads will dare each other to go spend the night." he chuckles, "When my own son went, when he was younger, he only made it until nightfall, then spooked himself and came running home."

The mayor shrugs, then, as he turns to respond to Elessa, "Couple days? If there's something out there, we just need them to know that we've got patrols going around, so they won't think they've got free reign, anymore, with the troubles we've been having. It'll do some of the farmsteaders good to see you out, too." The mayor shakes his head once more, "I don't expect you to find the boys... but if you can find out what happened to them? It'd be a mighty big help to put the family's minds to rest."

Turning towards the Sith'Makar, he nods slowly, "And maybe the bodies of the boys to rest, too. Yes."

Rogun accepts that answer though he doesn't seem to like it. His bushy brows furrow and he regards both Seprobert and Elessa for a moment before nodding, "Very well.." He says and seems prepared to journey.

"I'll leave it to you all to decide..." The mayor adds as the group gathers to go, "The Hallstead farm, the one that's rumored to be haunted? That's up north. Off to the west of here are the farms where people have had livestock go missing."

Elessa nods as her question is answered and she hears about the others in turn. She falls silent, not having much else to ask at this point, just waiting to get started.

Rogun asks, "Is the Hallstead farm abandoned?"

The Mayor responds, "Supposed ta be. One traveller coming by did mention something about hearing some commotion up that way. But, aint nobody lived there for twenty odd years, now, I think?"

Rogun hrms, "Sudden rumors of activity on an abandoned farm could be a ruse for something else." He remarks, "..but rather than chasing rumors I believe we should start where the living are most obviously effected - with the livestock slaughter."

Elessa looks to the others. "Definitely something to check out," she offers to the rest of the 'patrol'. She's up for it at least.

Sebropert offers a silent nod of acquiessence.

Tak nods too

"Well, best of luck then!" the mayor wishes the party, "Stop by and let me know what you've found, and I'll see the contract upheld with the guild."

And with that, the party sets out. It's still early, but the sun is up and bright. 2 poses of RP while travelling on the road, if you like. 5 minutes. Go!

Tak has no horse, but does know how to ride if one is provided. He travels with the others, remaining quiet and introspective most of the time.

Setting out with the others, Rogun bears a small pack and wears a leather vest adorned with various pouches. He picks his way down the trail with a plain looking walking stick although the crossbow attached to his pack seems far more useful should the group find any trouble.

He spends the time mostly by politely interrogating the others and would possibly only fall silent should Tak, or any of the others, tell a story of any interest. Though, if its a factual account, the interrogation is resumed for details he believes may be left out.

If pressed for it he will tell stories of the Golden Coast containing Djinn, Slavers and Elemental Lords in a burning desert.

The group travels its way along the road, chatting and telling its stories, presumably in hushed 'forest tone' voices. To the south of the road, Sebropert scouts, and on the north side, Rogun's thrush hops from tree to tree, keeping a watch out.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Aaaand perceptions."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Also, anyone that wants to stealth, like Seb or bird, roll it."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9

GAME: Tak rolls perception: (6)+5: 11

GAME: Rogun rolls perception: (9)+2: 11

<OOC> Rogun rolls for Thrush.

GAME: Rogun rolls 1d20+5: (9)+5: 14

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Forest yes?"

GAME: Elessa rolls perception: (20)+5: 25

<OOC> Sebropert says, "And does favored terrain auto-add to rolls, or do I need to do it?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Nooo clue. Probably need to do it. And yes, foresty terrain."

GAME: Sebropert rolls perception +2: (2)+8+2: 12

GAME: Sebropert rolls stealth +2: (6)+7+2: 15

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Ouch."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (11)+2: 13

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (6)+2: 8

<OOC> Rogun says, "Thrush Stealth"

GAME: Rogun rolls 1d20+14: (10)+14: 24

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright..."

Sebropert pages: As it is an option in my favored terrain, I leave no trail.

You paged Elessa with 'Since you got the highest roll, you're the first to notice... you're not alone. There's a humanoid figure hiding behind some trees (where the first arrow is) and you think you caught sight of some movement where the 'rustle rustle' is. Pose it.'

You paged Sebropert with 'Alright, thanks for letting me know! =) I'm still new to PF.'

Sebropert pages: Me Too. I have the ranger page up and using it as I go.

You paged Sebropert with 'Haha, yeah. Okay, you hear something where the 'rustle rustle' is on the map. Pose it.'

You paged Tak with 'Okay, you hear something where the 'rustle rustle' is on the map. Pose it.'

Elessa walks along with the others, looking around, keeping her eyes on the trees around them. As they go, the young woman eventually slows down and holds up her hand to the others. Not saying a word, she points to her eyes and then off in the direction a bit north of their position, nearly straight ahead of them. This is followed by her pointing to her ears, and then pointing to a distance further off a bit.

You paged Rogun with 'Okay, you hear something where the 'rustle rustle' is on the map, and your Thrush returns as well, whistling and worbling. Can you communicate with your familiar? I'm still new-ish to PF specifics.'

Tak raises a hand to stop everyone, then puts his finger to his lips and points off in the direction of a faint noise. He makes hand speech <<Be wary>>

Sebropert is silent as he moves, the Sith'Makar dropping to all fours as he scouts to the south of the road. His snout snuffles occasionally to see if that acrid scent the last undead carried marked here as well.

As he creeps further along he stops, his framing lowering to the ground. His skull-like head dark against the ground peers out from the foliage, his blue eyes staring pointedly in the direction of a noise he had heard. Pulling back further into the underbrush he makes to circle round to put it between himself and his allies.

When Tak signals for them to stop Rogun obeys. He looks outwards towards the tree line, squinting, as the hair on the back of his neck stands on end. "Something is out there.." He remarks in a harsh whisper but seems to be searching for something, or someone, in the undergrowth.

In any event the Wizard decides its the bai..err...Ranger's job to figure out what's going on so he doesn't violate Tak's non-movement order.

Tak remains where he was when he heard the noise, he carefully draws his bow from his shoulder and readys it in case he should need it, or in case its just food to hunt, that happens too.

GAME: Elessa rolls stealth: (13)+10: 23

Elessa puts a finger to her lips to the Tak and Rogun and she gets her shortsword ready in case she needs to drop it, and she carefully tries to move forward, quietly and sneaking up to this figure, hoping the others will stay back and quiet.

<OOC> Elessa says, "So stealth move closer, that's usually half speed I guess? So a double round of movement."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah, Seb is moving stealth, too. Where are you trying to move towards, specifically Or, better yet, move your icon where you want to be. xD"

Sebropert continues his way along the western side of the path, slinking along the ground in an effort to stay out of sight. As Elessa slinks her way through the underbrush towards the figure she spotted, there is no apparent reaction. Voices begin to be faintly heard fromt he bushes, now, as some sort of disagreement echoes between two figures in goblin.

Rogun continues to hold his position as others begin to creep forward with care. He is quiet too.

On all fours Sebropert slithers, his way through the underbrush to a set of bushes. Using them as cover along with the rain, his shadowy frame creeps along further as he aims to get behind whatever it may be. Eventually. The arguing gives him excuse to move slightly faster until he stops at the full branches of a tree.

Tak remains with Rogun "You know, sometimes this kind of story turns out to be nothing but a rabbit, but when it isn't, your glad you prepared." He holds his bow at ready, trying to look casual with Rogun, apparently they are bait?

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (4)+2: 6

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (2)+2: 4

GAME: Sebropert rolls stealth +2: (3)+7+2: 12

GAME: Elessa rolls stealth: (1)+10: 11

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Elessa and Seb, Perception checks again, please."

GAME: Sebropert rolls perception +2: (17)+8+2: 27

You paged Sebropert with 'Well, they don't know you're there, yet. But you can certainly attempt something!'

GAME: Elessa rolls perception: (19)+5: 24

Sebropert pages: Yeah, I don't want them to know I am there. Can't cause fear if they know what is doing it.

Elessa continues to sneak up, cringing as she is sure that she can be spotted and heard by everything in this damn forest. She's not used to moving through this. However, thankfully it seems she's not spotted as she gets up closer. She doesn't draw her sword yet, but tries to make an observation to who this might be, and if they might be a threat to them.

Into the brush Sebropert stalks the squabbling creatures, his eyes catching sight of several hobgoblins about a campsite. He waits to pounce, his tail shifting back and forth in anticipation. Shifting his head up he looks for the mage's thrush to signal the others in some way. He waits for the time being, but he is already taking deep breaths as he prepares to let out a frightening roar.

The hobgoblins continue their yelling whispers, back and forth, and Tak and Rogun can now definitely identify where the two sounds are coming from. Elessa is within all but striking distance of one, as it stands near a tree, and Sebropert is behind the other.

In addition, Sebropert spots a small path, covered with bushes and foliage, heading north off the main road, where a low and all but smokeless camp fire has been set up in a small clearing. A tent is set up as well, and the stench of blood permeates.

GAME: Rogun rolls 1d20+5: (9)+5: 14

You paged Rogun with 'Yeah, Thrush can spot him.'

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Declarations of intent?"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Can Rogun and Tak see me from where I am?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yar. If only barely, and mostly because they've been watching you go, presumably."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "What about the thrush, can Rogun see through that?"

Rogun pages: Is it conceivable that the thrush would recognize allies are staking out the area and thsu return to me?

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Oh, and my general plan is to toss a smokestick in the direction of Hob 1 and roar like the dickens to scare the bejebus out of Hob 2?"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "That space right of Hob1 is a good spot for it. Block the line of sight of Hob1 and captain."

<OOC> Elessa says, "I'd hate to wave them over, for fear the dark hobgoblin is going to spot me, since it's 70 ft away."

<OOC> Rogun poses.

Although their communication is limited by emotional perceptions of one another, Rogun has not known Seprobert's movements as he has appeared and disappeared constantly throughout the journey. The conjurer has kept an eye upon Elessa though and benefits from having known of her presence prior to her stealth such that he still has a line-of-sight upon the woman.

This unease for her safety is communicated to the tiny familiar overhead in the woods. The small bird shakes itself and then looks down at the slinking Sebropert tilting its head and recognizing this creature as an ally and then the source of the Wizard's worry.

Not unaccustomed to conflict the little Thrush takes wings from the tree limbs and flutters down amidst Rogun and Tak eventually landing alight the Wizard's pack. Rogun's gaze immediately goes to Elessa as if his acute knowledge of the bird's behavior granted him some foresight into what was occurring he lifts his walking stick and points towards Elessa and then nudges Tak forward.

He follows.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hob1 does have trees and other visibility obstacles between you and it, Elessa."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Though, they've been whisper/yell arguing, so Hob1 has probably heard it."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Well it was the Lt in front of her she was worried about :)"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (18)+2: 20

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh, yeah. At the moment, his back is to you."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (12)+2: 14

<OOC> Rogun moves his icon.

Elessa turns back to look back and attempts to encourage the other two forward, hopefully if she starts anything like fighting, or gets involved, they aren't that far away in order to join in and help when it gets down to it after all. She quietly tries to ease her sword out of her sheath, taking several deep, quiet breaths, just waiting for the strike.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll stealth, Elessa."

GAME: Elessa rolls stealth: (12)+10: 22

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (11)+2: 13

The hobgoblins still seem mostly oblivious, though their arguing has stopped. The Lieutenant begins to turn around, intending to return to watching the road, as he's supposed to be.

<OOC> Elessa says, "Screw it, attacking"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Inits, please"

GAME: Elessa rolls init: (17)+4: 21

GAME: Rogun rolls initiative: Roll: 11 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 18

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, surprise round, Hobgobs get no actions."

GAME: You roll initiative for Hobgob2: Roll: 14 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 16

GAME: You roll initiative for HobgobLT: Roll: 9 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 11

Sebropert pages: Can I lightly toss a smokestick and intimidate/roar in the same action?

You paged Sebropert with 'Mmmm, I think they'd both be standard actions?'

GAME: hobgobLT's initiative total changed to '14'.

GAME: hobgob2's initiative total changed to '7'.

GAME: Elessa rolls melee: (5)+4: 9

<OOC> Elessa hangs head.

GAME: Sebropert's inititave total changed to '23'.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So Seb and Rogun, declare. Tak, roll init if you can see this."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "er, just +init though xD"

<OOC> Rogun says, "I'm holding action until the end of the round."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Pulling smokestick and tossing it in the square right and towards me from Hob1."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Afirmative."

Elessa gets up, exposing herself to the whole of the hobgoblins and praying to the gods that the others are right behind here. She then slashes at her sword at the particular hobgoblin. However, while she thought she had the hobgoblin for sure, he then suddenly bends down while he was turning around to face her. Her slash completely misses, but thankfully she keeps her footing and not spinning around.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll your 'attack' and then... does it scatter?"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "It is ten foot cube. Treat as Fog spell. Takes a minute to dissipate."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Don't forget, too. This is 'surprise round'. Hobgobs get no action."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "It is a thrown, so I guess it could scatter."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Ah okay. Eh, I think scatter is all of 1d6 ft, so it'd still be in that square."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And since it's a 10' 'cube'"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Roll then?"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Or we good?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "we're good."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun, end of round."

Sebropert pulls out a smokestick from one of his pouches, his arm cocking back as he prepares to throw it. Letting it go, he aimed for the right and forward from what he can only mark in his own mind as hobgoblin one. Billowing smoke spews forth from the stick as if the underbrush itself breathed life.

As the combatants edge closer, it becomes visible that the Hobgoblins on watch are holding longbows, with arrows knocked but not drawn, expecting to shoot at people on the roads.

<OOC> Rogun says, "I'll move and acid dart."

<OOC> Rogun says, "The Lt."

GAME: Rogun rolls ranged: (8)+4: 12

<OOC> Rogun says, "vs touched"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Did you do your move on the map? And also, hit, since it's flat footed touch as well."

GAME: Rogun rolls 1d6+1: (6)+1: 7

<OOC> Rogun says, "I did."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "kk."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Seb, your turn."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Remember, Hobs are flat footed until their first action. Although, Hob1 and Capt now see smoke. =P"

GAME: You roll initiative for Hobgob1: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 22

GAME: You roll initiative for HobgobCapt: Roll: 18 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 20

You paged Sebropert with 'Did you want to do your roar now?'

Rogun remains in cover for a moment watching as Elessa swings and misses. Whatever hesitance he had dissolves a bit when the smoke stick goes scattering through the brush.

Moving from his position he circles a bit wide and closes in but tries to appear less threatening than the woman holding the sword. Reaching outward with his free hand he traces a simple symbol through the air "Dewak." He intones at precisely the right moment.

The symbol flares an oozing green color before darting forward and striking the lieutenant. His skin, in the area struck, begins to bubble and melt with a hissing sound.

<OOC> Sebropert ponders. "Still gunna roar my head off and shake that bush. Combined with the smoke maybe I can scare Hob 2 now that he can't see his buddies."

<OOC> Tak says, "just hve me shoot things, +7 to hit, no damage bonus, gah!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "+init Tak"

GAME: Sebropert rolls intimidate +2: (19)+8+2: 29

GAME: Tak rolls initiative: Roll: 17 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 21

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Thanks Tak, Seb, nice roll!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hob2 is shaken for 4 rounds"

A creature of the wild Sebropert releases his fury at the interlopers in his domain. His massive chest expands and his jaws spread wide as he lets forth a bestial roar. Though concealed within the bushes the sound was fierce, and spittle spat forth and clung to his maw. His claws shook the branches and trees about himself, making sure the hobgoblin knew the wld was coming for it.

<OOC> Elessa says, "I'm going to try and hit this damn lt again for my turn"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it"

GAME: Elessa rolls melee: (18)+4: 22

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hit! Short sword?"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Yes, so not a crit threat"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Damage, with sneak attack"

GAME: Elessa rolls 1d6+2+2d6: (1)+2+(6): 9

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, 9 more damage to LT"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak will shoot"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+7: (3)+7: 10

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And miss. Elessa, pose yours."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (17)+5: 22

Elessa watches the attack from Rokun and gives him a quick look with a smile as she now takes the opportunity and slashes at the hobgoblin. There is a bit of satisfaction as she feels it hit and cut into the creature, and into a nice decent chunk of him too.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d8+2: (3)+2: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun, you're up."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Rogun, damn I misspelled your name, sorry :("

Tak, from his position of hiding, lines up a shot at the Hobgoblin that Elessa and Rogun had been assaulting, but his shot goes just wide.

The same hobgoblin's eyes go wide as Elessa's slash attempts to disembowel him. Blood oozes from a deep gash in its gut. "GRAAAAR!" the creature bellows. It drops its bow, drawing a longsword, and lunging at Elessa in the same motion, slicing a furrow down her upper arm.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20: (15): 15

Hobgoblin 2, hearing Sebropert's bellow, is startled, his nerves shivering as he believes there to be some manner of wild beast behind him. And.. in a manner of speaking, there is. All the same, he too drops his bow, and swings his sword, though it sails over Sebropert's head as the sith'makar keeps his position near the ground.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Seb's go."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "All out attack that scared little guy."

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (12)+6: 18

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (13)+6: 19

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (19)+6+-5: 20

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Nice! Bite attack in there somewhere or something?"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "It was the -5 one."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Gotcha. Well, all 3 hit. Bite crits on 20?"

<OOC> Sebropert thinks it is only on 20s.

<OOC> Sebropert says, "I am not sure."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I think you're right. Roll damages."

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (1)+3: 4

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (4)+3: 7

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +1: (4)+1: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You flub it up pretty good, but it's still standing."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "BARELY"

<OOC> Sebropert will pose.

<OOC> Elessa says, "Go again at the hobgoblin myself, but no sneak attack this time"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hobgob1 first, Elessa, but you can do your rolls."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Oh, okay"

GAME: Elessa rolls melee: (16)+4: 20

Scales and claws tear forth from the brush as Sebropert rises onto his hindlegs, his teeth nashing and claws flying a flurry. With the blood and gore dripping and draining from the hobgoblin, the large Sit'Makar growls and speaks. "Should have ran."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+3-4: (4)+3+-4: 3

GAME: Elessa rolls 1d6+2: (1)+2: 3

Elessa hisses in pain as the hobgoblin slices into her arm, but she's not going to back down, nope not yet. And that's evident as she slices into the hobgoblin. It's not as good as before, since he's focused on her, but she slashes across, getting a nice gash to his shoulder.

From behind the smoke, hobgoblin 1 senses a fight. He comes around the cloud and raises his bow as he spots Sebropert flaying his ally. Between the cover, and his ally being in the way, the shot sails somewhere into the distance.

"Mooooo?!"

Rogun pages: Did my held action get skipped last turn?

You paged Rogun with 'Erm. Yes. Yes it did.'

You paged Rogun with 'Declare? xD'

<OOC> Rogun says, "Since Seprobert is doing so well I acid darted the Lt again."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Last round."

GAME: Rogun rolls ranged: (2)+4: 6

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Go for it! Whiff."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "A nearby branch hisses and sizzles."

Rogun cautions a look to Seprobert who seems to have three opponents tied up without much trouble. He traces the same arcane symbol and a dart of acid singes the air just past the scruff of the Goblins neck. It strikes the nearby flora wilting it horribly.

<OOC> Tak says, "Shooting anything not in melee and not on my side"

<OOC> Tak says, "Unless Rogun and Elessa want +1 bard song?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hobgob 1 is 130 ft away, but visible, if heavily covered."

<OOC> Tak says, "how many left total?"

<OOC> Elessa says, "+1 would be nice, but it is up to you. But each square is 10' not the usual 5'"

<OOC> Tak says, "Ok, I'm going to move up beside Rogun and then start Inspire Courage +1 to save vs fear/charm and +1 attack/damage"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Thank you :)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Is there a range For bardic inspiration?"

<OOC> Tak says, "30' I believe"

<OOC> Tak says, "Thats why I moved up closer, Elessa might just be out of range since I only moved 30"

<OOC> Elessa says, "I'm just in range"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I don't actually see one listed."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "It just says able to perceive the performance."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah, Elessa is within 30. I was wondering about Seb. Yeah, that's what I thought."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "For courage anyway."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I think if you were loud enough, and depending on what's said, Seb might get it too."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Usually it's within 30 feet though, as well as able to percieve the performer. I'd have to double check my notes for my bard"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So, pose it."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Competance is 30'."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Ahh"

<OOC> Elessa says, "I also haven't played my bard in a couple weeks, so that info leaked out"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "So is greatness. I guess courage is the only one that I don't see it."

Tak strides up next to Rogun and starts to speak loudly. "Did you know there was a duel once, between two fighters on who could kill more hobgoblins. It was during a major war, and both warriors felled hundreds of the creatures."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah. Some of the offensive ones don't have ranges, either. I'm going to rule, for myself, that if there's no range limit, then perception is the key. Seb, +roll perception, DC 15"

GAME: Sebropert rolls perception +2: (1)+8+2: 11

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Fumble!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Haha, smoke gets in your eyes, so you can't hear him. *sagenod*"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Yeah. That makes sense to me. Hehe."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (12)+5: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Perceptions please"

GAME: Elessa rolls perception: (6)+5: 11

GAME: Tak rolls perception: (19)+5: 24

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Me too?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah."

GAME: Rogun rolls perception+3: (3)+2+3: 8

GAME: Sebropert rolls perception +2: (8)+8+2: 18

<OOC> Rogun says, "ACtually a 7 from me."

<OOC> Rogun says, "+2 != +3"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+4: (11)+4: 15

<OOC> Sebropert says, "I see the cow!"

The Hobgoblin Captain makes an attempt to move into a position to flank Sebropert, bow partially drawn. A thrumming TWANG sounds off to the sith'makar's left, as Tak sees an arrow loosed by the creature. Thankfully, the arrow flies wide, soaring overhead and across the road to *thunk* into a tree.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+4: (17)+4: 21

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d8+2: (5)+2: 7

Snarling in rage, the hobgolin lieutenant beats its chest with one arm in challange, then makes a crosswise slash at Elessa, scoring deeply across her chest, across one breast and down her stomach.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Seb, AoO on Hobgob 2"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Just gunna take a swipe at him, see if that kills him."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You get an Attack of Opportunity, it's going to try to withdraw."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Oh!"

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (13)+6: 19

<OOC> Sebropert is bad with acronyms.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "hit"

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (2)+3: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose him, turning to flee, and you flaying him dead."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And it is then Rogun's turn."

Not one to let something flee after it had the gall to face him, Sebropert takes a swipe at the Hobgoblin as he attempts his escape. Massive claws tear through the back of the Hobs neck, tearing the exposed flesh and dropping the creature to the forest floor.

<OOC> Rogun moves there.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roger."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Er, that's a 40' move. You still want to do that?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Seb will be up next."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Yes."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay! Pose it Rogun."

You paged Sebropert with 'Declare your next action?'

Rogun moves spryly from his position near Tak and takes up a covered position near-to a giant bush closer to where the Sith'Makar shreds his foes.

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Five foot step and tear into hob 1. All out. Can I do that? I think I can."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Sure. Though 1 rd min wait before doing another 5' step."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "to reflect the 10' squares."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Sounds good."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "roll it!"

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (3)+6: 9

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (20)+6+-5: 21

<OOC> Folkmar says, "threat on the bite. xD"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "I just roll the same thing again right?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yar."

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (4)+6+-5: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "No crit. =( Damage on the bite."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "HArd to crit with a -5."

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +1: (3)+1: 4

<OOC> Folkmar says, "One claw goes wide, one grazes armor. Yeah, unfortunately. =/ But I don't think it would crit on a 10 either xD"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "4 damage. Pose it."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hobgob1 is going to delay, until his Captain moves."

Obviously not scaring his prey before hand had major drawbacks as the sweeping strikes of his claws swipe air and squeal as they scrape across the Hobgoblin's armor. But blood still spilled as Seb's huge jaws clamp down into the Hob's tender flesh.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Elessa's turn"

<OOC> Elessa says, "5' step back, quick draw healing and down cure light"

GAME: Elessa rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7

Hobgoblin 1 takes a moment to hiss and snarl at his opponent as he takes a wound, but merely stands by, still holding its bow.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And +use it"

GAME: Elessa used a .

<OOC> Folkmar blinks.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, you'll be up next."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "orange dot is for inspire courage. Don't forget those!"

<OOC> Tak says, "I will move up, stop at 15 from him and use my whip to trip. Drawing whip while moving."

<OOC> Tak says, "Sustaining courage too"

<OOC> Tak says, "Er wait, no drop it, let my lingering go for 2 rounds"

GAME: Tak rolls cmb+4: (9)+6+4: 19

<OOC> Folkmar says, "+4?"

The last hit across her chest causes Elessa to cry out in pain. Quickly she pulls out one of her potions and drinks it down. Her wounds close up a bit more and she gets a bit of strength. She watches the hobgoblin lieutenant, hoping he doesn't quite come after her though.

<OOC> Tak says, "+2 whip trip, +1 whip focus weapon, +1 Courage"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Does courage help with maneuvers?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Whips get a +2 to trip"

<OOC> Tak says, "Maneuvers benifit from anything that assists your attack"

<OOC> Tak says, "IE: magic weapons, ect, ect"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, cool. Success! Pose it."

Tak moves forward again, his confidence apparent as he smiles and draws his whip with his right hand, the bow still held casually in the left. "I'm afraid your going to go down today." He snaps the whip out, entangling the hobgoblins foot and then with a jerk he sends the creature to the ground.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+7: (8)+7: 15

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d8+2: (2)+2: 4

Seeing Sebropert occupied with its underling, the Captain moves around behind the tree to flank the ranger. The Sith'Makar senses the movement, and turns his head just in time to avoid a swing, but the other hobgoblin, having been waiting for just this opportunity, lunges with its sword, biting across Sebropert's thigh with the tip of its blade.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Then Seb."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Can I move there and cast grease underneath the Captain?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "10' square, or object. But the object can be his boots, iirc."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Right. I want to cast it on the square he's on."

<OOC> Rogun says, "So he trips if he fails the save."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh, that's right. 10' squares."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yep."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (12)+2: 14

GAME: Rogun refreshes spells.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Save DC?"

GAME: Rogun casts Grease.

<OOC> Rogun says, "16."

Also? Hob 1 dropped his bow and drew said sword as his move action, then attacked, but the DM is a derp and forgot to add it in.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Down goes captain hobbypants"

<OOC> Sebropert will fall upon the prone Hob with all the nasty sharpness.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun pose, Sebropert roll."

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (9)+6: 15

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (1)+6: 7

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (16)+6+-5: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "1 claw and bite hit. Barely avoids other claw."

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (4)+3: 7

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +1: (2)+1: 3

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll damages."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, pose after Rogun's."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Elessa?"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Step up and attack"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it, Elessa."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Do you want me to add the +4 for the prone or let you handle it Folk?"

Rogun continues his surreptitious movements through the forest. Two fingers move into one of the pouches upon his chest and when they come outward they are slick from a greasy coating within. Moving those fingers he chants softly and then gestures towards the Hobgoblin Captain.

The greasy substance glitters upon his fingers and then trans-locates through an tiny arcane tear in the material plane gaining mass and covering the ground beneath the Captain making footing there quite precarious.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I'll figure it into the AC"

GAME: Elessa rolls melee+1: (13)+4+1: 18

<OOC> Folkmar says, "But add the +... got it =) Damage"

<OOC> Elessa says, "He loses his DEX while prone so I should get sneak attack?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Doesn't lose dex. Can still roll around."

GAME: Elessa rolls 1d6+2: (4)+2: 6

<OOC> Elessa says, "There :)"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Oh, that should be 7, forgot the +1 to damage"

The intervention of the mage may have just saved the Sith'Makar, the hobgoblins finally flanking him. A sword bites his thigh, but as the hob captain falls, Seb is sure to bury tooth and claw deep into the rapscallions hide. "Surrender or this day you die," he growled.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it. Tak?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Is the lt dead yet or not?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "3hps"

<OOC> Tak says, "Anyone know if nonlethal stacks?"

Elessa takes a deep breath as she feels a lot better, and watches her target go down. Taking the opportunity, she takes her sword and slashes down onto the hobgoblin. She gets a good shot on it, along it's own middle, similar to the blow it got her.

<OOC> Tak says, "I'll just hold my action for now, if the hob lt gets up, I'll trip him again"

<OOC> Tak says, "If ele doesnt take him with her aoo when he stands"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Sounds like a plan, Tak. *nods*"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5-4: (19)+5+-4: 20

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d8+2: (2)+2: 4

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+6: (5)+6: 11

This time, the Captain scores a hit, even laying on its back. It snarls viciously around yellow and ugly teeth, flailing it's sword about with surprising skill. "Surrendah? I accept joo surrendah!" it leers as the sword scores a shallow wound across the ranger's shin.

The other hobgoblin has less luck, however, swinging its sword futilely over Sebropert's shoulder.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2-4: (2)+2+-4: 0

<OOC> Folkmar says, "xD"

The Lieutenant is entirely flustered, trying to wiggle its feet free and flailing its own sword at Elessa. An utterly futile attempt.

<OOC> Sebropert will keep pounding on that captain. "He deserves it."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "roll it."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Your declare while Seb rolls."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "WAIT"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "What's that crazy wizard doing? xD"

<OOC> Rogun says, "Shooting acid at the Captain."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I got it, hehe"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it Rogun. Remember, prone gets +4 AC vs ranged."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Thats okay. I'm really just a nuisance anyway. :)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Can change if you like, or fly with that."

GAME: Rogun rolls ranged: (10)+4: 14

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Haha, okay."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Miss."

<OOC> Rogun says, "+1"

<OOC> Rogun says, "So 15."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Due to Tak."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Still miss. 20 AC"

<OOC> Rogun says, "Ok."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Theoretically, 24, since it's in melee, too."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, you delayed as well, yes?"

<OOC> Tak says, "yes"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "No clue on the non-lethal."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I think it'd knock him out, though, yeah?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Waiting for LT to do something like try to get up"

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (20)+6: 26

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (5)+6+-5: 6

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Bottom of the round, he tried attacking."

<OOC> Tak says, "He stood up?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Check that threat, Seb."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Ohh, crit!"

Having nestled into some cover of his own the brave Wizard decides to not antagonize enemies who are not standing and thus not prone to deciding he's a large threat.

Summoning another bolt of acid he manages to scorch more fauna.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "No. He swung and missed, horribad."

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (11)+6: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That's crit."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Woot!"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Are natural x2 or x3?"

<OOC> Tak says, "From the ground, ok, I'll just use another performance since it would end next round"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "claws hit, obvs. Bite, not so much. Ummm, x2 I think, unless otherwise specified."

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (4)+3: 7

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (2)+3: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Sounds good Tak! Pose it."

<OOC> Tak says, "Move and perform, done"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "One more like that, Seb, for the crit. =P"

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (4)+3: 7

<OOC> Folkmar says, "F'n that Capt up, like a boss!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "After Tak's pose, Seb's. Elessa, did you declare yet?"

<OOC> Elessa says, "No I was letting you all sort yourselves out"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Kill!!!"

Tak circles around behind Elessa, still watching the hobgoblin that is trying to fight from the ground. "So, as I was saying, these two fighters had a competition. One of them wielded a longsword and shield, and the other a pair of short swords. I'd estimate they each killed nearly a hundred hobgoblins."

GAME: Elessa rolls melee+1: (11)+4+1: 16

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hit. Damage."

GAME: Elessa rolls 1d6+2: (1)+2: 3

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Dead."

<OOC> Elessa says, "Yay!!!"

The captain's smart mouth and lucky sword earns him a severe mauling by Sebropert's claws, his swipes digging deep furrows into the Hobgoblin. He lets out a slavering roar as he fights, his movements feral and swift.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it after Seb's."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+2: (10)+2: 12

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5-4: (20)+5+-4: 21

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5-4: (17)+5+-4: 18

GAME: Folkmar rolls 2d8+4: (10)+4: 14

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+4: (3)+4: 7

Hobgob 1 is, thankfully, made of fail. The Captain is a trooper, though. He rolls over after Sebropert's onslaught, laying on his hands and knees. He begins to rise, sword in hand, but then his feet slip out from under him again. As he goes down, however, he lunges with his sword, sinking it into the sith'makar's guts.

Hobgoblin 1 has, in fact, seen enough, with his Captain getting shredded. He begins making a run for it, off to the north.

Elessa growls at the hobgoblin at her feet and then manages to get at it's throat which makes it flail in death throws. The young woman lets out a sigh, and then glances over to Sebropert. Time to go start helping over there.
You paged Sebropert with 'That should speed it up a bit.'

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Rogun, then Tak."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Captain is still prone?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yes."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "But the bugger keeps stabbing me."

<OOC> Rogun says, "Colorspray him."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oooh, nice!"

<OOC> Sebropert says, "Taste the rainbow!"

GAME: Rogun casts Color Spray.

<OOC> Rogun says, "Will DC of...15"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20 +1: (19)+1: 20

<OOC> Rogun says, "At least I made him sandy."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Fail! Pose it. I imagine he sneezes."

Rogun then draws forth a small bit of colored sand which he chants over causing the mess to dazzle violently. Balling a fist he holds the end of it to his mouth and then exhales roughly. A sandy stream of dazzling colors assaults the prone hobgoblin.

<OOC> Tak says, "Move action: switch whip for bow. Standard Action: Fire at fleeing guy."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "As to the stabbing, there's a reason he's the Captain! xD"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Long or short bow, Tak?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Short"

<OOC> Rogun says, "I gotta hit the hay."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh, Seb, roll percept."

GAME: Sebropert rolls perception +2: (7)+8+2: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Awww, okay. We'll wrap then, as Seb needs to go too."

GAME: Tak rolls ranged+2-2: (15)+6+2+-2: 21

<OOC> Sebropert wants to smash this guys face in.

GAME: Tak rolls 1d6: (5): 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, lol, Tak, pose. Seb, roll."

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Sebropert rolls melee -5: (19)+6+-5: 20

<OOC> Folkmar says, "2 hits"

Tak hangs his whip from his belt, then brings his bow up as his right hand draws an arrow from a quiver on his back. He pulls back the arrow, takes aim at the fleeing hobgob and fires true. The arrow strikes the creature, wounding it.

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +3: (4)+3: 7

GAME: Sebropert rolls 1d4 +1: (1)+1: 2

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it, Seb. Elessa, your intended action?"

This hobgoblin held luck by the short hairs, and it was draining it for all it was worth. Slipping and sliding and still its blade made to empty Sebropert's stomach on the ground. Despite the pain, the massive Sith'Makar continues to rip chunks from the hobgoblins body. "Surrender!" He howled as he tore yet another bit away with his sharpened maw.

As Sebropert claws and mangles the Hobgoblin, he throws his sword aside, deep furrows of bites and scratches covering his face and arms. It whines piteously, bringing its arms up to cover its head. "Surrender! Surrrrreeeeeendeeer! I geev up!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak and Elessa can decide whether El Capitan lives or dies. xD"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You can interrogate through legwork. I'll leave that to the DM's to decide!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Depends, if he knows somethign about missing folks, he gets to get trotted back into town. If he knows nothing?.....he dies!"

<OOC> Elessa says, "She's CN, so she has no prefernce"

<OOC> Tak says, "Thanks for running Folk"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Yes, thank you so much."

<OOC> Sebropert says, "TN here, so your decision works for me. Night folks, thanks a bunch!"

<OOC> Rogun is NG so would want to spare him.

<OOC> Tak says, "I'm CG, but its a hobgoblin, so I'm willing to consider it justice if he dies :P"

Tak lets the last one run away, then takes a moment to sling his bow back over his pack again, and coil up his whip. He walks over to look at the wounded hobgoblin, then crouches down, tilting his head to the side. "I always find it fascinating that one who would not give mercy, asks for it when the situation is turned around. So tell me, have you encountered many others out here? We are looking for some missing people."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, the other one was bleeding pretty good, and wounded, in a forest. If predators don't get him, bleedout prob will."

Elessa seems to start after the one, and hears Tak talking to one of the others. She lets the others in their party handle things elsewhere as she comes over to Tak and the hobgoblin. Taking a moment to wipe off the blood on a cloth, in a rather showy way, she sheathes her sword as she looks at the creature.

The hobgoblin looks shifty-eyed, left and right. "M.. more people? Hoomans, like you? Ahh, yes... yes! If you let me live, I tell you all! Please, do not kill me!"

You paged Tak with 'Sense motive?'

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9

You paged Elessa with 'Sense motive?'

GAME: Elessa rolls sense motive: (20)+7: 27

GAME: Tak rolls sense motive: (12)+0: 12

He's totally full of shit. Like, so bad his breath stinks. He doesn't know anything... about missing humans.

Tak nods, as if he accepts it, but instead switches his question. "So, are you alone out here? Do you have a tribe nearby, what brings you to these woods?" Apparently he is just going to keep asking questions and see which answers he likes

Elessa raises an eyebrow at the creature. "Lies aren't going to help you live creature," she just adds, staring at him, her thumb running along the guard to her blade.

The hobgoblin whines again, then spits a healthy gob of bloody phlegm off to one side. "No tribe! Raiding party. Big chief send us here. Not know why! Do not question big chief."

He's lying. Again. About something. But it seems like he's going to take some... coersion... to speak up.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So, again, this is legwork that could include the overarching plot. Staff is encouraging such legwork, but they have answers I don't, so if you want to interrogate him more, it'd be best to take him into town, then submit legwork requests. =)"

<OOC> Tak says, "That will work, we tie him up and haul him to town for interrogation"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Yep"

<OOC> Tak says, "And loot everything"

<OOC> Tak says, "LOOT LOOT LOOT!"

<OOC> Elessa says, "Definitely loot!"

<OOC> Folkmar grins. "Alright. I'll put it in the log that you loot the crap out of them. And uh... also? There's a couple cows still alive, by the pond, and one slaughtered, but not entirely butchered. Bits of meat having been roasted over the fire pit.

<OOC> Elessa says, "Returning cows to town"
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==About My Character==

Folkmar, is the brother of [[Petyr]]. Both are sons of Leif, an Aesir sailor and raider. Folkmar set out on his own in search of means to prove himself to Kor, and to his family. He worked with a group of raiders who plundered in the Sea of Shattered Swords, until some territorial pirates decided to eliminate the competition. The pirates killed most of Folkmar's crew, but took himself and several others as slaves to row their boats. Folkmar wasn't one to give up, however, and learned to channel his fury at being a slave, and his anger at being lashed, until one night during a storm, he broke free of his chains, killed the oars master, and leaped over the side of the boat. He washed up on an island off the shore of the Kingdom of the Lion. Knowing his brother Petyr was in Alexandria, he eventually made his way there on a caravan, and has decided to stay while he plots his revenge against the pirates who took him as slave, and to work as a mercenary.

Folkmar isn't a bad person, nor is he a good one. Morality is just something that happens to other people. He revels in battle and combat, and the feel of salt spray on his face when he's aboard a ship. He's quite a swimmer and climber, and has been known to swim to another vessel during the cover of night to disable it, and its guards, while the crew sleeps.

While he's shrewd and cunning, Folkmar is anything BUT wise. He's easily manipulated by peer pressure and dares. He generally relies on his strength, toughness, and wits to get him out of the situations that his bad decision making gets him into.

==RP Hooks==

Anything involving killing pirates. Yar!

Working as a hired arm always works. He's also a /bit/ sneaky, and works alright as a scout. Looooves boats. Loves em.

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==About My Character==

Folkmar, is the brother of [[Petyr]]. Both are sons of Leif, an Aesir sailor and raider. Folkmar set out on his own in search of means to prove himself to Kor, and to his family. He worked with a group of raiders who plundered in the Sea of Shattered Swords, until some territorial pirates decided to eliminate the competition. The pirates killed most of Folkmar's crew, but took himself and several others as slaves to row their boats. Folkmar wasn't one to give up, however, and learned to channel his fury at being a slave, and his anger at being lashed, until one night during a storm, he broke free of his chains, killed the oars master, and leaped over the side of the boat. He washed up on an island off the shore of the Kingdom of the Lion. Knowing his brother Petyr was in Alexandria, he eventually made his way there on a caravan, and has decided to stay while he plots his revenge against the pirates who took him as slave, and to work as a mercenary.

Folkmar isn't a bad person, nor is he a good one. Morality is just something that happens to other people. He revels in battle and combat, and the feel of salt spray on his face when he's aboard a ship. He's quite a swimmer and climber, and has been known to swim to another vessel during the cover of night to disable it, and its guards, while the crew sleeps.

While he's shrewd and cunning, Folkmar is anything BUT wise. He's easily manipulated by peer pressure and dares. He generally relies on his strength, toughness, and wits to get him out of the situations that his bad decision making gets him into.

==RP Hooks==

Anything involving killing pirates. Yar!

Working as a hired arm always works. He's also a /bit/ sneaky, and works alright as a scout. Looooves boats. Loves em.

==Accomplishments==

==Failures==

==Allies==

==Foes==

==Likes==

==Dislikes==

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Folkmar: Created page with " As is the way of things, a call goes out by the heralds; "Hear ye, hear ye! The adventurer's guild is offering a job for low ranking members! Seek the local office for deta..."

As is the way of things, a call goes out by the heralds;

"Hear ye, hear ye! The adventurer's guild is offering a job for low ranking members! Seek the local office for details on the mission. Hear ye, hear ye! Bread is on sale at ye local Plaid-Kilt Market! Two loaves for the price of one!"

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "Free RP until I say stop! =)"

Eligar has heard the heralds calling out for adventurers and he makes his way over there on his horse Kindroth. He leaves the horse outside as he heads into the Explorer's Guild to find out about this mission.

"Then I said to him..." Madde "Kettle" sweeps by in a pair of heavy boots and woodsmens' trousers. She carries a pack of something on her hip, too, as she walks, and speaks animatedly with the person beside her.

"Well, don't that beat...well, I'll be seein you! Got to earn money for orphans!" she says, and the arvek bustles off that way!

Tak is always eager for adventure, it gives him a chance to be a part of the stories he tells. He heads to the guild, looking to find out how he can sign up for a grand adventure, which will likely be killing rats in a sewer, thats how all mighty adventurers start thier careers.

Porarna hrms, having no horse, and... well, two loaves for the price of one is a good deal as a giantborn. Of course, the thought of an actual mission intrigues the mercenary, so she strolls over, tilting her head slightly as she notes the others gathering about.

The usual seasoned veterans lull about the Adventurer's guild, swapping stories of who killed the biggest kobold, or saved the prettiest damsel. Though, most of them look past their prime. "Iradol, when are you going to get some work in worthy of us, eh? Rats? In the sewers? It's like a cliche!" the adventurer waves his hand at the guildmaster behind the counter. Iradol, in turn, leans an elbow on the countertop and sighs, shaking his head. "We need a good war, is what. Or maybe some ruins found. Undead? Is it too much to ask for a necromancer?"

This illicts a round of chuckles from the men. As the group of 'youngling' adventurers make their way into the guild, chatter ceases. Iradol straightens up, clearing his throat, smiling at the assemblage. The rest of the customers and hangers-about snicker behind their hands.

Madde eyes them, arvek that she is and all their military past. "Look where those eyes are going, or I'll have your fingers," she warns. "And you! Don't think I don't know who your mother is, or your grandmother." And with that, she plops down into one of the chairs. The only thing that'd complete the image are a full set of skirts and a wooden spoon. Except she's wearin boots. Kickin boots.

Tak leans against a table, doing his best to appear casual. "Times are tough, madness runs in the streets, the least we can do is help even on a humble task such as this. Then again, I suppose the more prideful sorts would pass opportunity by, and let innocents suffer." He smiles.

Eligar gives polite nods to the veterans of the past before he makes his way up to the Guildmaster. He has his sword and shield with him. He waits for the guild master to explain what the situation will be.

Iradol eyes the gathering skeptically, "Well, cliche though it might be, rats. In the sewers. It's about right, but these do be strange rats, to be certain. Organized, like. Now, most times rats will be chewing their way into cellars and eating the grain and stored foods. But these? These are going into houses and making off with shiny trinkets. Rings and other jewelry. As yet, they haven't truly been pestering the gentry, but if they do? I'll be hearing no end of it." He brings a hand up and wipes the underside of his nose, offering a sniff as to his opinions on that subject.

Porarna blinks, "Sounds like they're being controlled by something. What, I wouldn't ken, but that's what I'd say is the case." She frowns a little, scratching the back of her neck as she looks down at Iradol.

"Sounds like trouble, suh. Get a Defoliator out there, they'd do that, I imagine." Madde cracks her knuckles as she says the word. Apparently. No love lost.

Tak grins and nods, "Sounds exciting, mind controlled rats, some mysterous personage behind this." He straightens up, looking like he is ready to go.

Iradol eyes the eager adventurers and chuckles, shaking his head. "Well, if there's anyone that knows about rats in the sewers, it's ol' Freddy-Four-Toes. Used to be a decent enough sort, until he got a toe bit off by a dire-rat. Now, he sells rat on a stick over in low-town. Just, uh... don't tell him I sent ya, hm?" He squints his eyes, "You /are/ all members in good standing with the guild, yeah? You know our policies on death, dismemberment and disease? Payment on completion, when we get around to it?" He waves a hand, nodding, "Well, of course you do. Off with ye then!"

Porarna eyes Iradol at the "when they get around to it" part. "Just as long as it is gotten around to, yes." She looks at the others, then shrugs slightly, letting them lead the way.

Madde stands up from the chair, and dusts her hands off. "Never any different," she says to Iradol, and then eyes the grizzled group again. Points to them, points to her eyes. Got an eye on you! that says.

A round of guffaws at Madde's gesture. And of course, as soon as she turns her back, a wolf whistle is offered from one corner.

Tak grins "Well then, we are off!" he starts towards the exit, apparently ready to go talk to this freddy person, who must know where the rats are hanging out.

"Don't go lookin at the human that way. I'm not explaining it to yer mothers!" Madde calls back. Ahem!

Freddy-Four-Toes is at his usual place, in the middle of an intersection in low-town, crying his wares. Rumors abound in various taverns as to the origin of Freddy's.. condition. The most popular being that he caught a nasty bit of filth fever that cooked his wits, leaving him slightly off kilter, and with a thirst for vengance against all rodent-kind. As the group approaches his intersection, he can be seen handing off what appears to be a trio of roasted rats on a single long skewer to a disheveled looking dockworker.

And also, Freddy-Four-Toes is now a goblin. Because that's what rushing a plot does. It makes goblins appear magically when you were picturing a human. How you like them apples? xD

Porarna makes a face, looking at Freddy with a decidedly disdainful expression. She does, however, glance at Tak, tilting her head, "Suppose you want to do the talking?"

"Well don't you look..." Arvek aren't great liars. Stereotypically, they're not. So Madde sort of looks at him and tries not to say: you look like a rotted piece of fish-toes left to cook overnight. So her mouth hangs open a little bit.

Tak grins, and shrugs "I do have a way with words, though I don't speak goblin, I am familiar with low common." He moves ahead of the group, waving a hand to get Freddys attention. "Good day valiant destroyer of vermin! We have come seeking your enlightened wisdom to aid us in a battle against your mortal foes! Will you grant us a moment of your time?"

Freddy-Four-Toes looks at Tak and says, "Huh? No understandy high-speak. You want rats on stick? One copper." and he thrusts one of his... cullinary devices... in the general direction of Tak. Some might mistake this as a gesture of hostility, and understandably.

Tak switches to low common to address the goblin. "Gimmie four." He pulls out four coppers for the goblin. "Heard about rats stealing shit, taking gold and jewels instead of food, you know anything about that?"

"Could use a bit more pepper, dear," says Madde, before she can stop herself. The arvek looks over the device and...carefully closes her mouth. She wasn't about to give him advice on rat stew. She /wasn't/!

Looking at the coppers with a grin that was once probably toothy, but is not mostly just gummy, Freddy begins swapping, one at a time, the coppers for rats on a stick. Counting is for chumps. One for one trading? That's the way to go. He stops after two, though, narrowing his eyes at Tak, "Four? That a joke?" He lifts up one uncovered, and disturbingly grimy, foot, towards Tak. It is, of course, missing a toe. "Freddy-Four-Toes sells four rat-stick? You clever guy?" The gobbo turns his head and looses a rather large-for-his-size glob of green phlegm on the cobbles.

Freddy turns to Madde, then, reaching under his loincloth for a handkerchief with a thong tied around it, "Pepper? I hear pepper! One copper extra!" and he shakes his grimy little satchel at her.

Porarna just shakes her head, "I have a suspicion that the guild might be running us on a wild goose... or rat, in this case, chase." She narrows her eyes towards Freddy, as if measuring just how hard it would be to kick him over the nearest building.

DC 35

Tak grins and shrugs "I'll just keep these two, you keep the extra coppers if you tell me what you know about rats stealing jewelry. Fair nuf?"

"Thinkin you might be right," Madde says to Para and then eyes the pepper. "Thank you, dear," she says. Then, "Why don't you hold onto that a bit longer for me? We can pick it up on our way back."

"I didn't do it!" Freddy exclaims, even as he stuffs the coins in his pocket. "Me hate rat! Rat steal toe!" he wiggles his foot again. "I don't know nuffin' bout no rats steal.. what word? Jooaree?" he nods to Madde then, and stuffs the pepper back up under the loincloth. Safe and sound. To Porana he blinks, "Chase goose? Goose no taste good. Chase rat! In sewer! Many good rats to eat! More than most times." He seems at the same time excited and angered by this prospect.

Tak frowns, and wonders if there is a point to this, how come the guild didn't bother giving any information about who complained and where...whatever. He looks to Freddy, continuing to try to get information out of him. "Alright, where is the best place to hunt rats? My friends and I want to kill alot of rats, all of them, where ever thier nest is."

Freddy 'ohs!' at Tak, then nods. "Come, follow! Show you Freddy super-secret-hidden entrance!" and with that, the goblin scurries off. All of 5 feet. He looks left, he looks right, then reaches down to pull the cover from a hole leading down under the streets. He looks down the hole a moment, scowling, "You not kill ALL rats, huh? Freddy need his copper for rat-stick food!"

Porarna nods, "Might as well get this over with." She shrugs a bit at Tak, then gives Madde a grin, "If this turns out to be a waste of time, I might need to visit some members of the Guild..."

"...remind me never to eat in Goblintown again," Madde says to Pora. And then returns the grin before she loosens the bardiche across her back, and prepares to go underneath the streets!

Tak tosses the rat on a stick away when Freddy isnt looking. He does follow the little goblin and looks down the hole. He nods to Freddy, "No, won't kill them all, just some of them."

Seemingly satisfied with this, Freddy nods. "One ting. Sometimes, when me hunts rats, I hear strange sound." he gestures, "Take the first fork left, then left again, and right. Then you come to place where maybe you hear sound, if you have good ears like Freddy!" and his wiggle proudly. "Go now! Freddy must sell more ratsticks." And with that, the gobbo scurries away. He spots the two sticks that Tak has thrown down, and picks them up. He gives them a wary glance, then a sniff. Looking around a moment he shrugs, then holds them up, "Fresh ratstick! One copper! So fresh, tails still wiggle!" and he waves the stick up and down so they do just that, as the party descends into the sewers. Which are, of course, always a fun place. Light sources and marching orders?

[RPFour] Porarna can drop a light spell on her axe.

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "That'll work! Discuss with the rest of the party. =)"

[RPFour] Tak says, "I have cantrips for dancing lights"

[RPFour] Madde has darkvision!

[RPFour] Tak says, "Well, cantrips are effectively unlimited, so I'll have dancing lights moving around"

[RPFour] Porarna says, "That works."

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "Ahh, see? That's where marching orders comes in! Darkvision is sort of fubar'd by light sources, isn't it? And by discuss, I meant dicuss IC xD"

Porarna looks at the dark sewer tunnels, then glances at the others, "Suggestions?" She reaches back, drawing out her greataxe. "I can place a light on my axeblade." Her head looks between Tak and Madde.

"You know, they're not so bad when you get them in a stew...but that's if it's all you have to eat," Madde chatters as they make their way down. "...I can't imagine eating it on purpose, though." Pause. "Now, I can see just fine down here. ...would you like me to keep a look out on the front or the back?" she asks. "I'm probably more useful in the rear, if your lights are going to face for'ward."

Tak speaks a few whispered words, and gestures. Four balls of light appear, rotating around him, he points and one of them moves further down the hole. "This should distract things down there, and give us light. I suggest we keep the light ahead of us, and our friend with the excellent vision take up the rear."

At the appearance of the light, squeaking can be heard, and a pair of rats scurry off down the tunnel in the direction that Freddy-Four-Toes had indicated.

Madde beams at Tak, before passing him a small packet. "Here you go, dear. In case you get hungry in the meantime." ...before heading off to the back of the group, bardiche in hand. And well, what she passed? Cookies. Chocolate chip cookies.

Apparently. He needs to put on a little weight.

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "For the sake of time, being as I said I'd try to have this wrapped up an hour from now, do you guys want to fast forward to the encounter? It was basically just going to be some perception checks along the way."

Porarna takes the lead, keeping her axe out as she is, well, definitely not stealthy. But on the other hand, she's intimidating just by her mere presence as she murmurs something under her breath.

Tak chuckles and pockets the food, maybe he can distract rats with it later. He moves down, then gestures for Por to take the lead. "I would feel comfortable with your axe up front." He sends his lights, spread out 10 foot apart, one on the party, and 3 more ahead each at 10 foot. He draws a longsword, apparenly he figures the whip wont be much help against rats.

Upon arrival to the location indicated by Freddy-Four-Toes, after discovering via a dead end that the goblin doesn't know his left from his right, the party does come to an intersection where something can be heard. At first, it sounds like wind whistling through an opening somewhere in the tunnels, causing a haunting melody. But Tak, the bard, makes a wonder move and thinks, 'Hey, those sound like pan-pipes!' The party follows the direction of the pipes for a time, stopping occasionally at intersections to listen, or search for signs of rats. Eventually, up ahead, Tak's light is reflected off of something further up the hall. As the light dances closer, feral eyes can be discerned gazing with a disturbing intelligence, right at the party.

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "Declaration of intent?"

[RPFour] Porarna is going to try and get her shield spell going.

[RPFour] Tak says, "I'll try to move a light over it to see it better"

<OOC> Madde says, "Free action, wooden fist. And speak with animals, standard. Ask them wtf they're doing."

Porarna narrows her eyes, feeling the gaze as she murmurs a soft incantation... then pauses a moment. Nothing seems to happen, which only causes her to tighten her grip on the greataxe, adjusting her stance slightly.

Tak holds his sword at the ready, and gestures with a hand, sending the lights farther ahead, still spaced out at 10 foot intervals until the first one is over whatever it is that is ahead of them.

Madde tightens her hands around the bardiche. "Hunter take it," she says firmly, and her fists harden, becoming almost wood-like in form, the arvek's natural coloration turning to a dark brown from elbow down. A pause, and then, she clears her throat. Twice. <You're Gilead's children. What are you doing here, snarling like that?>

The features of a rat, one ear notched and a scar across its snout, can be plainly seen, now. It hisses at the light, backing away from it. A series of snarls and hisses in Madde's direction, <You are not the master. I serve the master. You intrude!> and it turns, making as though to scurry off.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Inits please!"

GAME: You clear initiatives.

GAME: Folkmar has cleared initiatives.

GAME: Madde rolls initiative: Roll: 3 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 5

GAME: Tak rolls initiative: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 14

GAME: Porarna rolls initiative: Roll: 14 + Bonus: 1 = Total: 15

GAME: porarna's inititave total changed to '20'.

GAME: You roll initiative: Roll: 7 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 11

GAME: Folkmar rolls initiative: Roll: 7 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 11

GAME: folkmar's inititave total changed to '10'.

GAME: Folkmar has changed your initiative total to '10'.

<OOC> Porarna says, "Also, you're on the initiative chart. ;)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yep! I'm rolling for the dire rat. ;-)"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Ah, ok."

===== Current Initiative Order =========
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20 Porarna
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14 Tak
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10 Folkmar
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5 Madde
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From afar, Porarna is gonna try to cast shield again.

GAME: Porarna casts Shield.

You paged (Madde, Tak) with 'Go ahead and page intent. After Porarna's pose, I'll give you a chance to change what you want to do, if need be.'

Tak pages: Standard Action start inspiring courage bard ability

You paged Tak with 'Sounds good!'

Porarna twirls her axe, chanting again in Draconic, and now an azure field seems to hover before her. Her axe gleams in the flickering light of Tak's cantrip, the blade seeming fairly well notched, and eager to add more.

From afar, to (Folkmar, Tak): Madde's going to cast magic weapon, and step up. She has a reach weapon, and threatens close as well. ':)

You paged (Tak, Madde) with 'Well, I meant to just page me! xD But that's fine. Tak, your turn/pose if you want to go with the same thing.'

Tak grins and shakes his head. He speaks now, his words using a strange measured cadence. "Did you both know that Urgo the Great fought rats when he was young, he was a small fellow, so well built for tunnel work. He became quite the legend, and it all started just like this."

<OOC> Tak says, "Inspire Courage, everyone within 30' gets +1 attack and damage, and +1 saves vs charm and fear"

The rat hisses again as it turns to flee down the tunnel. An outline can be seen off in the distance, as the rat is silhoutted by a light that does not belong to Tak.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "What's your cha-mod, Tak?"

<OOC> Tak says, "+3"

<OOC> Folkmar nods, "So you get 11 rounds total of performances, yeah? I take it your perf is story telling?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Performance/Oratory, or Comedy, but right now Oratory. And I also have lingering performance, so when I stop, it lasts +2 rounds without counting against my total"

"Hunter take it," Madde hisses, the words hurried and thick. "Alright, then. ...something isn't right, here. They don't sound right." She passes her hand over the bardiche, and it glows faintly in the light, before fading just as quickly. She steps forward.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Groovy! Good to know."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, you used your magic weapon slot?"

GAME: Madde casts Magic Weapon.

The rat has disappeared around a corner, about 30 ft. up the corridor from where the party now stands.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Same inits! Open declarations, please!"

<OOC> Porarna advances 30' and looks around the corner.

<OOC> Madde says, "Do we all declare at once, or should we declare on our turn?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it, Porarna."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Can all declare at once. Or, really, just pose it, but keep it in round by round mode."

<OOC> Madde says, "Drop bardiche to one hand, and take out sling. Fire at the rat from where she stands. :)"

Porarna moves down the corridor, keeping her axe out as she nears the corner that rat passed through. Then she looks back at the others before peering forward along the new corridor.

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+4: (14)+4: 18

The rat has disappeared around a corner, about 30 ft. up the corridor from where the party now stands.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Which is a shame, because that was a nice roll xD"

<OOC> Madde guesses I'll move, then!

<OOC> Folkmar says, "But that pose happened at the end of last round. Hehe, okay."

<OOC> Madde says, "It's good. X)"

<OOC> Tak says, "I'll move up behind Porarna and continue my performance, and thats it. 2 rounds of perform used."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, pose it."

Madde grips the bardiche and jogs forward, but pauses when she sees the rat rush around the corner. "He's leading us somewhere," she says. She advances more slowly.

Tak moves up behind Porarna, continuing his story. "Granted, Urgo made his glory taking out were-rats, but he fought alot of other rats. I hope we don't find a were-rat, I didn't bring any silver....we could throw coins at them I suppose."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, do you intend to move close enough to the corner to look around?"

<OOC> Madde says, "Look around, but not against the corner. Stand back and do so, in case they'd been waiting to launch something at us as soon as we moved around."

<OOC> Madde says, "He's obviously leading, so. >.>"

As you peek around the corner you see a 15' hallway that opens into a room, lit with torchers. Sewage empties through a pipe into a central cistern, which drains off. Two kobolds perch upon piled boxes, with a smaller pile between them, covered with shiny trinkets. The previously spotted dire rat is communicating with one of the kobolds, who hops up on his stack of boxes and points down the hall in response.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "New round. Porarna, declare please =)"

<OOC> Porarna will swift action for arcane strike, and CHARGE THE KOBOLD! :)

<OOC> Porarna says, "Kobolds with stolen loot, looks pretty solid. :)"

GAME: You roll initiative for Kobold1: Roll: 17 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 22

GAME: You roll initiative for Kobold2: Roll: 15 + Bonus: 3 = Total: 18

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, didn't expect that high for Kobold one. Arcane strike? (sorry, so many things new to PF!)"

<OOC> Porarna gets +1 to attack and damage with her weapon this turn, it's a swift action so I can do that.

<OOC> Porarna says, "It's also a magic weapon for the moment."

<OOC> Madde says, "Arcane Strike's only +1 to damage, isn't it?"

<OOC> Tak says, "+1 to damage, but treated as magic weapon"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Right."

<OOC> Tak says, "BUt I also give you +1/+1"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Tired. +1 to damage only."

<OOC> Tak says, "So dont forget me!"

From down the hall, the other kobold, not the one on the box, also jumps to its feet. It begins chanting in some arcane language, making quick gestures with its hands and tail.

<OOC> Porarna says, "So +3 to hit, +2 damage, -2 AC, total modifiers."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, so you swift the arcane strike, and then make a charge attack?"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Right."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it!"

<OOC> Porarna is gunning for the spellcasting kobold, if she can.

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d20+8: (14)+8: 22

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah, that would be the option, as the other has an obstacle (IE another creature). Oooh, nice roll. Succesful hit. Roll damage."

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d12+6: (11)+6: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Concentration is 1D20 + character level, then?"

<OOC> Madde says, "Plus casting stat, yeah."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "+cl AND casting stat?"

<OOC> Madde uses this handy table: http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic#TOC-Concentration And yes'm. :3

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+6: (15)+6: 21

Porarna sees the spellcaster starting to work, "Well... maybe NOT a wild goose chase!" She grins and charges at the caster, an azure glow forming around her axe as she has no subtlety, bringing the axe into the kobold's midsection. She doesn't cleave him in two, but it's pretty close as the kobold suddenly finds other things on his mind than that spell he was going to cast... say, holding his innards in the proper place.

<OOC> Tak says, "Does the second kobold have a weapon or something?"

The kobold's chanting ceases in a screech of pain as Porarna's strike sends a stream of red droplets splattering against the wall behind it. It howls in rage, and does indeed clutch at its midsection, hissing and spitting at the giantborn.

The second kobold howls as well, seeing its ... partner? Mate? Conveient affiliate? Wounded so direly. It reaches up to ring a bell above its head, then chants something abrupt. Its hand glows and extends towards its cohort.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Not that you can see at the moment, no."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d8+3: (5)+3: 8

<OOC> Porarna says, "Casting defensively, I'm guessing? :)"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Or not in my reach?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "There's nothing threatening it. Yeah."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Ok."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "If they weren't on top of piles of boxes. The first one was within reach of your axe, but you'd have to move over to reach the other."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, your action?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "This round and 1 more for inspire courage."

<OOC> Tak says, "The second kobold, its standing now right, but behind boxes?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "On top of, yes. Piled about 6' high. Boxes to the sides make a sort of climbable ascension."

<OOC> Tak says, "I'd like to grease the boxes."

<OOC> Madde says, "Nice. ':)"

<OOC> Tak says, "And watch him bounce down them like falling down stairs :)"

<OOC> Tak says, "Then I'll move up towards them."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Save DC?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Reflex vs 14"

<OOC> Tak says, "10 + spell level + casting stat."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Are you greasing his box, or a 10' square?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Just his box, Dont want to hit porena"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roger!"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+8: (20)+8: 28

<OOC> Folkmar says, "xD"

<OOC> Madde says, "Yipes!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Well, at least we sucked up a 20~"

GAME: Tak casts Grease.

<OOC> Tak says, "Advancing 30"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roger."

Tak approaches, walking quickly towards the kobolds. He gestures again, grinning as he incants a minor spell to coat the box the Kobold is on in a slick pile of grease.

As Tak covers the box that the wounded kobold is standing on with a layer of slick grease, the creature manages to maintain a sure foot. It shoots a hateful glare at the man, but that's the least of the party's worries. At the chiming of the bell, rats have begun swarming into the small chamber from the drainage pipes above. In addition, the dire-rat that the part first spotted turns and hisses at Porarna. It makes a quick hop towards her, then lashes out with its teeth.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+1: (4)+1: 5

<OOC> Folkmar says, "xD Porarna, pose the dire-rat failing to strike your leg. Then, Madde, your action?"

Porarna looks disdainfully at the dire rat that tries to bite her, but doesn't seem to bother with it as she has bigger fish, or in this case kobolds, to fry.

<OOC> Madde says, "Are there weeds or algae, and the like?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh, uhh, 11+ yes, 1-10 no"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20: (6): 6

<OOC> Madde XD

<OOC> Madde says, "Okay. She'll step up and poke the one on the greased boxes."

<OOC> Madde has reach and is medium-sized. Would it work?

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Uhhh, 10' reach? I think it's 40' away, so you could move 30 and reach 10', sure. But you'd be aiming basically at it's feet. Which is fine!"

<OOC> Madde says, "Okay!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Negatory! Pose the swing, I'll pose the kobold's side of it!"

<OOC> Madde failed to stab toes.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+9: (1)+9: 10

Madde brings the bardiche around and jogs forward. Her boots splat-slat on the no doubt oozing, horrid surface of the sewers as she moves. And then, well, then she sees the rats. No, not just one big one, but the ones slipping out of the pipes, too...she jerks at the critical moment, staring in disbelief.

That's right. Lots.. and lots... and LOTS... of rats. They begin swarming out of every hole, in fact, filling the 15'x15' room with squeaky, bitey, angry-eyed, black and stinky little vermin. They begin dropping from holes in the ceiling, claws leading the way. Meanwhile, the kobold on top of the boxes shoots a baleful glare at Tak, after hopping over Madde's blade. It lands with its legs akimbo on the box's edges, then lobs a pinch of butter at the ground in the middle of the party.

<OOC> Tak says, "HE is casting grease!"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Perfect. I have a plan."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "reflex save, DC 14"

GAME: Porarna rolls Ref: (2)+1: 3

GAME: Tak rolls ref: (17)+7: 24

<OOC> Porarna says, "Yeah, that didn't work."

<OOC> Folkmar patpats Porarna.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "First roll dire rat, second roll swarm"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (17)+5: 22

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Just for mental imagery or positioning, or whatever, the room is 15'x15', with a row of boxes against the back wall, 3' high in the center square, 6'~ high on the left and right corners. That leaves a 10'x15' space. So..."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, did you roll reflex DC 14?"

GAME: Madde rolls ref: (15)+2: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You're good!"

Having raised one foot to avoid the bite of the dire rat, Porarna isn't quite prepared when the grease covers the floor. *WHUMP* Down goes the greataxe-wielding arcanist.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Porarna, your turn."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And, let me set the stage a little, as I see it."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Standing up, and pulverizing the kobold."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Or trying to, anyway."

BBB
PG#
MT#

<OOC> Folkmar says, "B = boxes"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "P = Porarna, M = Madde, T = Tak. the middle # contains a dire rat, and the bottom right corner is relatively open. The rats are occupying the lower left 4 squares as a 'swarm' creature."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, move equivalent action that provokes AoO from the dire rat and the kobold on the box. You good with that? Move action also means you have to roll reflex again to stand."

GAME: Porarna rolls acrobatics: (8)+1: 9

<OOC> Porarna sighs.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, can't move this turn."

<OOC> Porarna attacks while prone at the kobold near her.

<OOC> Porarna says, "-4 to hit."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So, I guess the reflex save is sort of not applicable when trying to stand. Basically, you try to push yourself up, and slip some more. The kobold is on a stack of boxes, and out of reach, but you can attack either the swarm of rats, or the dire rat."

<OOC> Porarna says, "What about the one I just hit?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That was before you fell. It's on a pile of boxes 6' high"

<OOC> Porarna just attacks the dire rat.

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d20+2: (19)+2: 21

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Woo!"

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d12+6: (3)+6: 9

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Is that including the +1 from inspire?"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Yes, and swift action for arcane strike"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, so you do 9 damage to the dire rat. Pose it!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Not quite dead, but definitely feeling the burn."

Porarna can't seem to get her feet under her, thanks to the greased floor. However, before any rodents of unusual size might express amusement at the giantborn's plight, she swings her axe around and carves a nice chunk out of the dire rat's hide.

The kobold atop the boxes hisses angrily as it sees its companion dire rat injured, and begins waving its hands side to side, muttering something that sounds decidedly magical in nature. (Spellcraft DC 16)

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, declare please"

<OOC> Tak says, "Drawing my whip, using its 15' reach to trip the box kobold standing on my grease. No movement."

<OOC> Tak says, "Thats the one casting right?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Er, kobold on the right side of the boxes, that is. No, casting one is the other, that the rat first 'spoke' to."

<OOC> Tak says, "Does a trip make a concentration check?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Either way, you can reach it. Ummmmm"

<OOC> Folkmar looks around for a clue before he turns to SRD?

<OOC> Tak says, "Violtent motion while casting?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Violent"

<OOC> Madde shakes off. Trip counts as an attack. Ah...

<OOC> Tak says, "I'll trip the guy casting"

<OOC> Tak says, "Vigorous motion is 10+spell, Violent motion is 15+spell"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yeah, sounds good to me."

GAME: Tak rolls cmb+4: (3)+6+4: 13

<OOC> Tak says, "Vs his CMD....sheesh....could be close."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Ug, yeah, CMD of 14"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I used a basic CG'd druid stats. I can show you later if you like! xD"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Armor Class: 18 ASF: 0 AC Pen: CMD: 14"

<OOC> Tak blinks

<OOC> Tak says, "Wait though...."

<OOC> Tak says, "Its a small size right? How does that affect CMD?"

<OOC> Madde says, "Small gives a +1 bonus."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Granted, I'm already in the prone position of one, if someone doesn't mind rolling for me, I'm okay with that."

<OOC> Madde haha, yeah. It is getting late. ^^;

Tak shifts his sword to his buckler hand, and draws his whip, he snaps it rapidly out at the Kobold thats trying to cast, but is unable to affect him more than perhaps a bit of a scare.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (10)+5: 15

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d4: (3): 3

The dire rat takes advantage of Porarna's prone position to finally get a snap at the giantborn. It sinks its pointed little teeth right into the place where the foot meets the shin. Also known as the ankle.

<OOC> Madde says, "Oof. The one talking with the rats--is that the one who was healing, or the one Pora had nearly cleaved in two?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "The one talking with the rats, who is now casting, is also the one that did the healing. Think of him as kobold druid."

<OOC> Madde says, "Okay."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "The one Porarna nearly cleaved in two think of as kobold bard"

<OOC> Madde says, "Can she reach the druid?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "If she makes an acrobatics check to move, yes. Otherwise, you're in the opposite corner atm."

<OOC> Madde says, "Sure."

GAME: Madde rolls acrobatics: (10)+-1: 9

<OOC> Madde says, "Nope!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Reflex DC 14"

GAME: Madde rolls ref: (15)+2: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, you don't fall, but you can't move. However, you still have a standard action."

<OOC> Madde says, "Attack whatever I can reach!"

<OOC> Madde PUNCH PUNCH!

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Swarm of rats, dire rat, or using your reach you can hit the kobold bard."

<OOC> Madde says, "Bard."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roll it!"

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (20)+6: 26

<OOC> Madde says, "Threat."

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (14)+6: 20

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hit! Crit!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "BARELY a crit, but a crit."

GAME: Madde rolls 2d10+12: (8)+12: 20

<OOC> Folkmar blinks.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Niiiiiice"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Some spluttage going on there!"

<OOC> Madde says, "Hooray!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose away!"

As the rats swarm around them, Madde clenches her jaw. Swallows. And shoves the business end of the polearm into the bard's stomach, gives it a vicious twist and hook as she yanks it out again, sending guts, entrails everywhere. Arvek nar!

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Ah, Madde, if you're rolling for Por, please do DC11 fort save (she's got a +4)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Kobold 1 goes down in a blaze of guts! Porarna's turn. Start with the fort roll please."

GAME: Porarna rolls fort+1: (1)+4+1: 6

<OOC> Madde says, "Erp."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Por does NOT have good lucks. =("

<OOC> Madde :(

<OOC> Folkmar says, "But she DOES have filth fever."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "and an action."

<OOC> Madde says, "Can she try to attack the druid? I'm going to keep asking silly questions like this, btw. :3"

<OOC> Tak says, "Dire rats still alive too right?"

<OOC> Madde says, "Yar. The druid seems to be directing them, though."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yep, DR is still alive. Par can try to attack the druid if she can stand up. PF still has 5' step, right? Or is that only if you don't take any other move actions?"

<OOC> Madde says, "It does."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh, em. Sec."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Bottom of the round"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (6): 6

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (2): 2

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (3): 3

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (6): 6

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Porarna and Madde take 6 points of damage from swarming rats, Tak takes 2, and the dire rat takes 3, leaving it looking not good at all."

<OOC> Tak is at 23 hp then....should have started at 25, but was wounded last plot and never fixed it...how do you do that?

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Everyone also makes a filth fever check, DC12 for the swarm."

<OOC> Madde says, "So, +pdamage name=amount. It takes neg numbers."

GAME: Madde rolls fort+1: (6)+5+1: 12

GAME: Tak rolls fort: (10)+3: 13

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Por doesn't have to roll, as she already has it. <.<"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "But the onset is 1d3 days."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+3: (14)+3: 17

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "Roll knowledge/animal if anyone has it."

GAME: Madde rolls knowledge/animal: (17)+knowledge/animal: 17

GAME: Tak rolls 1d20+3: (4)+3: 7

GAME: Madde rolls knowledge/nature: (6)+5: 11

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "Chances are, they were trained to come to the call of the bell. They've been trained for it, like a trick. This isn't a magical summoning. It's refuse disposal. Thus the boxes."

[RPFour] Tak says, "IS there grease on the boxes? or just the ground and the 1 box I greased?"

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "1 box you greased, and the ground."

[RPFour] Madde may grab the kobold carcass and toss it where the swarm can get to it. ^^;

[RPFour] Folkmar says, "That's an option, though according to swarm rules, it's anything in the 10'x10' range gets bit at. But if you walked out of that range? *shrugs*"

[RPFour] Madde says, "It's pretty packed. I'm not sure she can move. >.>"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So, what was Por going to attack?"

[RPFour] Madde says, "Tossing it with the polearm might be something, though."

<OOC> Tak says, "Can por reach the druid?"

<OOC> Tak says, "From the ground"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Not from the ground, no."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "The druid is further away than the bard was."

<OOC> Madde says, "Por has feat of strength, which gives her a nat 20 on a str check."

<OOC> Madde says, "Can she use that to toss the dead body, or the box with the dead body, away from us but within reach of the swarm?"

Box/box/druid
Por/Dire/Open
Madde/Tak/Open

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That's a rough layout of the room."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "behind Tak is the door."

<OOC> Madde says, "Okay. Can she bust open one of the boxes and throw its contents in a way to lead the swarm away?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Wait..."

<OOC> Tak says, "You said the sound of the bell drew the rats?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "She could, from where she's at, pull the bottom box out of the stack that the bard is on."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yep, Tak."

<OOC> Tak says, "Then I could use ghost sound to make the bell sound back away from us, maybe the rats would go after it"

<OOC> Tak says, "Look, have por kill the dire rat"

<OOC> Tak says, "Then we kill the druid and climb up on the boxes"

<OOC> Tak says, "And wait out the swarm since apparently it will eat whatever is on the ground"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I think Tak has a REALLY solid plan. Clever, too."

<OOC> Tak says, "The bell?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "mmhmm"

<OOC> Madde will do everything Tak says.

<OOC> Tak says, "Por kills the dire rat then, Madde focuses on the druid. I'll ring the bell"

<OOC> Madde says, "Roll'em, Tak. ':)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I'll add, the dire rat is very very close to dead. The druid is still casting."

<OOC> Tak says, "Pors turn right now :)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Por rolls first."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "-4 for being prone, or acro 10 check to stand"

<OOC> Tak says, "And the druid goes before me, so hopefully it wont blow me away"

<OOC> Tak says, "Try the acro, if it fails, then the -4"

<OOC> Tak says, "Move action to stand right?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yep."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "It does provoke, from the dire"

<OOC> Madde says, "Standing up provokes an AoO."

<OOC> Madde says, "So no. XD"

<OOC> Madde says, "Honestly."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So it's either that, or -4 to attack. =)"

<OOC> Tak says, "Take the -4"

<OOC> Tak says, "Just kill the dire rat first"

<OOC> Tak says, "Less attackers"

<OOC> Madde withdraws. XD

<OOC> Madde says, "Tak, go for the bell. I'll cover you. This is insane. ':3"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, tell you what"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You asked about a strength check?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "With a feat of strength, she could kick off against the boxes, and slide out of the room, off the grease."

<OOC> Tak says, "Might be wise, get her out of combat for now"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "it's up to you guys!"

<OOC> Tak says, "She isnt hurt is she?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Bad?"

<OOC> Madde says, "It's 4 am, guys. My apologies. Tak, you seem to have it in hand. But I need to go. ^^;"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "It's late. If you want to pause, and try to pick up tomorrow, we can. But this is still resolvable."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Okay, totally understandable."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I didn't think it'd run this late. I apologize."

<OOC> Tak says, "We should pause"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That's fine with me!"

<OOC> Porarna ahs, guesses we didn't continue after I collapsed?

<OOC> Madde brings in some chocolate yogurt. Brownies on the side. :9

<OOC> Tak says, "We had some ideas, but MAdde got really tired too"

<OOC> Tak says, "Madde did Crit one of the kobolds and kill it"

<OOC> Tak says, "So its a kobold, a dire rat, and a swarm left"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Yar! Let me set the scene real quick."

Box/box/druidk
Porarna/DireRat/open
Madde/Tak/Open

The situation, as it stands; Porarna is next to take an action, and is still prone, struggling with the kobold's cunning grease spell. The kobold on the boxes that cast the grease spell was skewered by Madde, and Porarna has all but annhilated the dire rat. The second kobold, who seems to have a druid like connection to the dire rat, is casting a spell upon another pile of boxes. Grease still covers the floor of the lower left quadrant of the room, in a 10'x10' square. Two squares on the right side of the room are ungreased, and unoccupied. Tak has made a rather clever observation, but has yet to capitalize on it, or speak it aloud. Madde thinks the guildmaster and his clients are insane.

<OOC> Madde says, "Por, if you want to delay until after me, I'll try to knock out the dire rat so you can stand up and punch the druid. X)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Porarna, you did take a 3 damage bite from the dire rat, and a 6 damage bite from the swarm. Tak, I believe, also took a 6 damage bite, and Madde took a 2 damage bite from the swarm. Porarna has failed a saving throw vs disease, and has contracted filth fever which will onset in...."

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d3: (2): 2

<OOC> Folkmar says, "2 days"

<OOC> Porarna is at 10/19 then.

<OOC> Folkmar nods.

<OOC> Porarna says, "Well, I have an idea."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Let's hear it!"

<OOC> Porarna uses her racial feat of strength ability to knock over all the boxes, which should send the kobold flying.

<OOC> Tak is going to use ghost sound to mimic the bell, but down the hall, so maybe the rats will follow the noise

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Keep in mind, the druidic kobold's action is next, and he's in the middle of casting a spell. Nobody has given me a spellcraft check to identify said spell yet, though."

<OOC> Tak says, "Por SMASH!"

GAME: Tak rolls spellcraft: (3)+8: 11

[RPFour] Madde doesn't have selective channel, guys. Hoping to get it next level. :/

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Negative, Tak. DC is 16"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, Porarna, how do you intend to go about knocking over all the boxes? Specifically?"

<OOC> Porarna figured she would grab the bottom one and /yoink/.

<OOC> Madde :D

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, there's 3 squares worth of boxes total. 15' across. Various boxes stacked up. If you pull the boxes from the square nearest you, there's a 20 chance it'll cause all of the boxes to fall down. If you pull the boxes from the square behind the dire rat IE

B/B/B
P/R/O

The rat is in the middle of the room, you're left center, kobold is top right. Get it?"

<OOC> Tak says, "What if she smashes alot of boxes with her big axe?"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Well, I would think I'd do more damage by pulling the box out."

<OOC> Tak says, "Depends on the size of the boxes"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "If you pull the box from behind the dire rat, since it's in the middle, you'll draw an AoO, but have an 80 chance. Keep in mind, though, that the square you're in has boxes stacked up 6' high next to it, too."

<OOC> Tak says, "How big are each of these boxes?"

<OOC> Porarna will try to stand up. Then see about box lifting. :)

GAME: Porarna rolls acrobatics: (12)+1: 13

<OOC> Porarna is UP!

<OOC> Tak says, "Just smack the kobold!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Now that your up"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Woohoo! Now, since you've got leverage, and your weapon, you can sunder/break the box in the top middle square, at the bottom. The boxes are various sizes, from 2-3' cubed, stacked somewhat haphazardly."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Pretty much my plan."

<OOC> Tak says, "Disruption chance is high!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Not close enough."

B/B/K
P/R/O

<OOC> Porarna says, "He's out of melee range? Alright. HULK SMASH BOXES!"

<OOC> Porarna will take an AOO since she no longer has that -4 to AC.

<OOC> Folkmar nods. "Since you're no longer prone, and you threaten the square, you can make an attack without drawing AoO."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So we're using item damage rules. One sec."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Okay. So do I roll an attack versus box, or just declare I'm using my feat of strength for the auto-20?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Ah, feat of str works."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Box has hardness of 3 and 10 hps."

<OOC> Porarna nods. Just wants to bring everything tumbling down, box-wise.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "So roll damage."

<OOC> Porarna says, "Arcane strike for lolz."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Sure!"

<OOC> Porarna hrms.

<OOC> Porarna says, "That, wasn't what I was trying to do, but okay"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Weird, my screen blipped. Roll again."

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d12+5: (12)+5: 17

<OOC> Madde grins.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Woohoo!"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d100: (18): 18

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+3: (19)+3: 22

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, Por, reflex save, DC 12"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (7)+5: 12

GAME: Porarna rolls ref: (8)+1: 9

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+5: (18)+5: 23

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Good grief."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Porarna, throw your dice away."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Naow."

<OOC> Porarna snickers.

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d20+1: (6)+1: 7

<OOC> Porarna snickers.

<OOC> Tak blows on Por's dice

GAME: FeFiFoPorarna rolls ref: (19)+1: 20

<OOC> FeFiFoPorarna eyes Tak.

<OOC> FeFiFoPorarna also eyes her name.

<OOC> Madde :3

You paged FeFiFoPorarna with 'Okay, so here's what happens. You swing your axe mightily, and bring the boxes tumbling down in itty bitty shards! The dire rat jumps out of the way of a falling box, and into the back corner of the room. The druid, through amazing ninja kobold reflexes, and disturbingly high concentration, manages to leap off the boxes as they come tumbling down, and into the back corner of the room, maintaining its cast. Many of the rats in the swarm get squished, but not all.'

You paged FeFiFoPorarna with 'Pose it.'

You paged FeFiFoPorarna with 'Oh, and a box lands on your hip, doing minor (1) damage.'

Porarna slowly rises to her feet, hefting her axe in both hands. Snarling at the out-of-reach kobold, she shouts a challenge in Jotun, her muscles seeming to swell as she makes a mighty swing at one of the lower boxes. Shattering it into splinters, the loss of that box in the stack causes all the others to collapse and tumble about. A few boxes bounce against her, but most seem to find their way down to squash smaller rats as the dire rat and kobold both manage to tumble out of the way, the latter still casting his spell.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+3: (13)+3: 16

Finishing it's spell, the kobold thrusts its hands out forward, then clenches its fists and raises them above its head. Another dire rat materializes atop the shards of boxes where the kobold was formerly standing. The druidic kobold then hisses something to its companion, and tries to run past Tak and out the door, illiciting an Attack of Opportunity.

<OOC> Tak says, "I shall trip him! With my whip!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And actually, Madde, since you've got reach, I believe you threaten the square it's trying to move through as well, and receive an AoO. Tak, roll it!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "CMD 14"

GAME: Tak rolls cmb+3: (18)+6+3: 27

<OOC> Porarna says, "Awww, he's not running by me! :)"

Tak grins as the Kobold starts to flee, then snaps his whip at him. "This is the part where you fall down."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Haha, no, he's running the feck away from the crazy giantborn with a big crazy arcane axe thing. xD Or trying!"

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (20)+6: 26

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, your AoO?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "NIIIICE"

<OOC> Madde says, "Threat. :D"

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

<OOC> Folkmar says, "No crit."

GAME: Madde rolls 1d10+6: (8)+6: 14

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh! Wait!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "It was prone"

<OOC> Madde !!!

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Crit!"

GAME: Madde rolls 2d10+12: (16)+12: 28

<OOC> Madde eee. :3

<OOC> Folkmar says, "xD splorch!"

<OOC> Madde :D

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it! The kobold falls to Tak's trip, and then you nail it."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And let me say, this was an excellent teamwork situation! Good job all!"

"Hunter take it!" Madde cries, and steps forward just enough to bring the bardiche around. She jams it in the running kobold's ribs, the bardiche's blade sliding wickedly through. She jerks abruptly back, moving the pole as her arvek instructor had taught her--barking as he did years ago, to the line of her and her cousins. Only this time she isn't sparring with Gundri, or Gark. This time, blood follows, covering the floor and mixing with the grease.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, your action. 1 heavily wounded dire rat, 1 recently summoned and not quite as nasty looking dire rat, and a swarm remains."

<OOC> Tak says, "I will use ghost sound to make the bell noise, but back out of the way of us, down the hall"

GAME: Tak casts Ghost Sound.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Pose it!"

Tak gestures again, pointing down the hall and whispers a few arcane words. Down the hall comes the same tone and sound the original bell gave off, ringing just as many times as the Kobold rang it.

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d20+1: (15)+1: 16

Furious at the death of its master, the dire rat, adjacent to the corner of Tak now after its dodging of boxes, lungers at the bard with a hiss, sharp-pointy-teeth snapping. The shifting of broken wood beneath its feet causes its attack to fail, however, and it snaps only at empty air.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde!"

<OOC> Madde ok!

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Declaration? =)"

<OOC> Madde says, "Try and 5' back and stab a rat."

<OOC> Madde says, "Or. Let's punch a rat. :D"

<OOC> Madde says, "That sounds like fun and should totally happen. :3"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Wounded dire rat, or newly summoned? You can reach either if you step to the now open center square."

<OOC> Madde says, "Wounded."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "However, since there is wood and planks around, the DC for acrobatics to move is now 8. It'd be nill, but the swarm is, for now, still here, and they've been swirling around in the grease."

1/2/3
4/5/6
7/8/9

1 is crushed boxes.
2 is crushed boxes where the hoard was.
3 is crushed boxes with a newly summoned dire rat on top.
4 is Porarna
5 is open.
6 is where dire rat companion moved to.
7 is where Madde is.
8is where Tak is.
9 is where dead kobold druid is. Grease and swarm both cover 4, 5, 7, and 8

<OOC> Madde'll use polearm. :3

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That help? =) Okay, cool! You can, I think? hit 6 from 7, without 5'"

GAME: Madde rolls 1d20+6: (1)+6: 7

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Faaaaail."

<OOC> Tak says, "Drat, I forgot to blow on the dice!"

<OOC> Folkmar snickers. "Pose it!"

'Suh, yus suh!' the memory plays on in Madde's head, cousins barking in unison as they wield the polearms. The arvek instructor, a Blarite vetran, stood in the field, his Thulite robes proudly stitched... The bardiche goes wide. "Don't think about that part, Madde..."

Hearing the bell that means 'dinner this way' the rats pause a bit, sniffing the air. They begin to surge down the hall, but as they swarm over each other and past the companions, the continue their biting and scratching.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Por, then Tak, then Madde"

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (2): 2

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (2): 2

GAME: Folkmar rolls 1d6: (4): 4

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Also, each rolls DC 12 fort save, except Por, who's already fubar."

GAME: Tak rolls fort: (19)+3: 22

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Nice."

<OOC> Madde says, "Performans still up?"

<OOC> Tak blows on Maddes dice

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Nope."

<OOC> Tak says, "Thats only for fear or charm anyhow"

<OOC> Madde eyes spelling. Sighs. X)

GAME: Madde rolls fort: (3)+5: 8

Porarna pages: Declare intent?

<OOC> Tak eeps!

You paged Porarna with 'Yeah, go for it!'

GAME: You roll initiative for dire rat2: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 3 = Total: 4

<OOC> Folkmar says, "xD"

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20

1/2/3
4/5/6
7/8/9

1 is crushed boxes.
2 is crushed boxes where the hoard was.
3 is crushed boxes with a newly summoned dire rat on top.
4 is Porarna
5 is open.
6 is where dire rat companion moved to.
7 is where Madde is.
8is where Tak is.
9 is where dead kobold druid is. Grease and swarm both cover 4, 5, 7, and 8

<OOC> Porarna says, "Arcane strike yada yada yada."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Just a reminder. 4 is Porarna, 9 is companion, so you can 5' step to 4, and be adjacent"

<OOC> Porarna says, "Okay."

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d12+5: (12)+5: 17

<OOC> Folkmar says, "before the damage and attack, make your acro 10 roll"

<OOC> Porarna ohs. Even for a 5' step?

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I'll hold those rolls as good, though."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Movement, yeah."

<OOC> Porarna ...

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, blow on dice."

<OOC> Porarna is filled with hate.

<OOC> Tak blows on por's dice!

GAME: Porarna rolls 1d20+1: (20)+1: 21

<OOC> Porarna says, "Note to self, skill rolls, bad. Raw dice, good."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Woah. Strange. Internet blipped again. Did I miss the rolls?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "That works! you make your 5' step. I saw a damage roll, but not an attack roll, earlier."

<OOC> Porarna got a 20

<OOC> Porarna says, "Not natural"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Oh! Success! Splat and a half."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Cleave that badboy in half!"

Porarna takes a careful step, next to the wounded dire rat, and neatly chops its head clean off in a fluid motion. She then looks over at the remaining rats, and glances at Madde and Tak, "Alright, just one big one left..."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Tak, you're up!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Can you intimidate a rat?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Like snapping my whip at it?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Sure!"

<OOC> Tak says, "DC: 10+rats HD+ rats wis mod"

GAME: Tak rolls perform/comedy: (8)+9: 17

<OOC> Tak says, "Versitile performance, comedy is my intimidate"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Er, wouldn't it be an intimidate roll?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Ahhhh nice!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Though...."

Tak lashes his whip in the air above the rat, "Roll over! Play dead! Fetch!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "I'm not sure that's applicable in this case? I don't see how you can comedically intimidate the rat by snapping a whip at it?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "But, we'll let it fly. xD"

<OOC> Tak says, "Like that :)"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Are you trying to demoralize it?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Yes, shaken, -2 to everything but damage rolls"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Roger!"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, declaration?"

With the whip cracking over head, the rat seems confused, and shaken. It cowers back from Tak into its corner.

<OOC> Madde says, "Ratstab? ^^;"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Madde, your declare. You're not threatening, and the 5' that would allow you to be is occupied."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "You can move onto the rubble strewn boxes with a move action, or the open bottom-right corner. Neither of which have applicable grease."

<OOC> Madde says, "Speak with animals and try to get the rat to run off?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "from either of those corners, you'll threaten."

<OOC> Madde says, "What would I roll for that?"

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Hmmm, normally I would say intimidate, but according to the skill desc, you can only increase duration. Although...
give me spellcraft checks."

<OOC> Folkmar says, "And Tak, give me a perception."

GAME: Tak rolls spellcraft: (6)+8: 14

GAME: Tak rolls perception: (10)+5: 15

<OOC> Madde will just hiss and squeak at it ineffectually, then!

You paged Tak with 'First of all, you know that the rat will disappear in 2 more rounds. Second, your perception tells you that there's a pipe 10' above your head. Well within range of your whip, if you wanted to swing off the grease. The pipe leads through the wall above you, so you could use it to leave the room and land on non-greased ground that way, too. DC 15 CMB check.'

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Alright, you can roll to intimidate, if you like."

GAME: Madde rolls intimidate: (5)+1: 6

<OOC> Madde bwah. XD

<OOC> Madde says, "I don't mind, really. :3"

The rat just tilts its head at Madde, and hisses back.

Tak speaks up, still keeping his whip ready. "We can wait it out, it will vanish in a few moments."

"Oh, geez..." the arvek takes a half-step back as she brings the bardiche back around. When she does, she sees the rat cowering in the corner and hisses at it. The Stag translates the words: go away! Run! Leave! Except...she reaches up, and spits something out of her mouth. The /hell/.

The rat watches the others warily. Seeing lots of sharp pointy things and angry looking humans, it rushes over to sink its teeth into the dead dire rat, then drags it under its pile of boxes. Disturbing gnashing and crunching sounds commence.

Tak waves a hand at the ladies, "Lets back up, hopefully the other rats wont come back, and as soon as this grease vanishes in a few minutes we can find the stolen items to return them."

Porarna nods slightly, "Sounds like a good idea. Seems like the main source of the trouble was taken care of." She hmphs at the corpses of the kobolds, then shakes her head a bit.

<OOC> Folkmar says, "Looks good! Free RP! Now that the grease covered swarm of rats are gone, you could 5' step without a DC check to walk across boards and such that Porarna splintered all over the room."

Madde grunts as Tak makes his wave. She brings the polearm about to rest at the instep of her boot. "Can't see a problem with it. If you can watch the front, I've got the back."

Tak creates fresh dancing lights, his others likely almost expired. He directs them to spread out among the room and the hall behind them. He backs up slowly using the rubble to get out of the grease, then simply waits for it and the summoned creature to vanish.

Most of the rats have disappeared down the hall. While some trickle back into the room, the swarm has effectively been dispersed. The ones that do return also seem more interested in the easy prey of dead kobolds than giving the living any grief. In a few seconds more, the crunching and gnashing in the corner stops suddenly, and after a longer period the grease seems to evaporate in a cloud of arcane mist, returning to whatever nether realms created it. Amidst the piles of carnage that was once stacked boxes, shiny trinkets can be spotted. Here an old copper ring, there a thin silver chain comprising a necklace. One or two even appear to have some greater value, with a small gem or two inset.

Porarna looks through the stolen goods, pulling out a sack to help pack the pilfered items back to their owners. Or at least to the guild directly. "Might as well get this all together and get it out of here." She frowns, "Hate fighting rats."

The arvek looks down at the messy pile, the bits of trinkets, here and there... "Hah. Guess we'd better get started..." and at the latter comment, she throws a grin over her shoulder before crouching down and doing just that.

Back at the Guild, Madde helps unload the trinkets onto their employer's desk. Bits of rat-nibbled jewelry, cloth, and various items spill over the surface. "We found a critter or two, but my friends here are probably better at telling the tale."

Idoral lifts an eyebrow, "You guys really did it, eh?" He shakes his head, "Well done, well done. I'll contact the clients and see that payment is processed as soon as possible. We'll be keeping you in mind for more jobs. With all the craziness going about? Something is sure to come up soon."
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Recent Logs

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Folkmar:

Recent Logs

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Folkmar:

[[Category:Logs]]
Roleplay is central to Tenebrae, and consists of a mix of scenes, grid, and PrPs. Here you may read some of the logs our players have posted, or wanted to share. This page may also be used to post logs for PrPs, to share an item for staff review, or to tell players about a great scene. Remember too, if you're RPing in a public area, a log may end up on this site. Most recent logs are at the '''bottom.'''

==How to Post a Log==
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|I Need Help With...
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|Posting a log
|[[How to Post a Log]]
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|Wiki formatting
|'''[[How to Format a Log Quickly|How to Automagically Clean a Log]]''', [[Help:Editing#Formatting|Wiki Help]]
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|Finding a PrP template
|[[PrP Template]]
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|Finding what goes in a PrP log
|[[Player_Run_Plots#Sending_in_a_Finished_PrP|Submitting PrPs]]
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|Finding logs from the old website
|[http://emblemofea.pbworks.com/w/page/12036798/Game-Logs The Old Site]
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==Our Logs==
{{TableMain}}
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|Log
|People
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|[[A Duel!]]
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|[[How to Smite with a Poo Cart]]
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|[[Crusaders, Start Your Engines!]]
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|[[Adamantine Tinkering]]
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|[[Storytime in the Dragon's Den]]
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|[[Adamantine Hunt]]
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|Aug 6 2012
|[[PRP: Unbearable]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Nadara]], [[Leisel]], [[Quint]], [[Dante]], [[Jibbom]]
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|Aug 7 2012
|[[A Formal Complaint]]
|[[Donk]], [[Dante]]
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|Aug 7, 2012
|[[The Overturned Cart]]
| [[Kalkorth]], [[Constantin]], [[Donk]], [[Emir]], [[Trank]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Eira]]
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|Aug 8, 2012
|[[Felicia's Very Sandy Birthday Party]]
|[[Emir]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Katja]], [[Sandy]]
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|Aug ?, 2012
|[[Fox Ears for Azog]]
|[[Azog]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Conrad]], [[Garrin]]
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|Aug 9, 2012
|[[Raising Halani]]
|[[Halani]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Craft]], [[Jinks]]
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|Aug 22, 2012
|[[Wanted Posters]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Sandy]], [[Myrana]]
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|Aug 14, 2012
|[[Sildanyari do Not Birth Gnomes]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Rotgut]], [[Faun]], [[Boshter]], [[Cesran]], [[Ormarr]], [[Mikilos]]
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|August 23, 2012
|[[A Tea Cart]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Jibbom]], [[Azog]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lumina]], [[Moonshadow]]
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|August 25, 2012
|[[Moonwatching]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Mikilos]], [[Colrick]], [[Locien]], [[Usha]], [[Constantin]]
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|August 31, 2012
|[[Prancing Poncy Swiftclaws]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Sandy]], [[Lumina]], [[Svarshan]], [[Locien]]
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|September 1, 2012
|[[Dastardly Dealings]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 3, 2012
|[[PRP: Catacombs Kidnapping]]
|[[Sonja]], [[Grunak]], [[Colrick]], [[Seadhna]], [[Jibbom]], [[Kathryn]]
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|September 4, 2012
|[[Social: BAD DOG!]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Nadara]], [[Lumina]], [[Ashlynn]]
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|September 5, 2012
|[[PRP: The Laughing Anna]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Munch]], [[Seadhna]], [[Zarr]]
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|September 6, 2012
|[[The Best Medicine]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Lumina]], [[Savannah]], [[Boshter]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 8, 2012
|[[Social: Hangover]]
|[[Kama'o]], [[Teppus]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]], [[Donk]]
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|Sept 13, 2012
|[[Muse of Doom]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Azog]], [[Jessa]], [[Zalara]], [[Quint]], [[Svarshan]], [[Chloe]]
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|Sept 14, 2012
|[[Career Day]]
|[[Ormarr|Wonderpony]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Angrid]], [[Zalara]], [[Constantin]]
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|Sept 15, 2012
|[[PrP: Sanctuary Cleansing]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Melbert]]
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|September 15, 2012
|[[Not Yet a Knight]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Jareth]], [[Azog]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
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|September 15, 2012
|[[Double Rainbow Man (Again)]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Constantin]], [[Selia]], [[Younger]]
|-
|Sept 16, 2012
|[[Coyote Meets Phoenix]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jessa]]
|-
|September 17, 2012
|[[Younger's Busted Leg]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Younger]], [[Jessa]], [[Munch]], [[Chloe]], [[Lumina]]
|-
|September 18, 2012
|[[Thrax]]
|[[Savannah]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|Sept 25, 2012
|[[Hip-pest Reaction]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Zalara]], [[Jessa]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Ellerela]]
|-
|October 13, 2012
|[[Shamblers in the Woods]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Leisel]]
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|October 15, 2012
|[[Clara the Lance]]
|[[Cinnamon]], [[Kerbasy]]
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|October 16, 2012
|[[Sandy is a Dandy]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Jinks]], [[Constantin]], [[Arissa]]
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|October 17, 2012
|[[Tent Fires]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 17, 2012
|[[The Statues]]
|[[Eleia]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Boshter]]
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|October 19, 2012
|[[Challenge Beyond Our Means]]
|[[Albain]], [[Craft]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 22, 2012
|[[Punchy Friends]]
|[[Aenyn]], [[Gragnar]], [[Liessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]]
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|October 23, 2012
|[[Alleyway]]
|[[Donk]], [[Faun]], [[Quint]], [[Selia]], [[Whendi]]
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|October 26, 2012
|[[Kittens Jessa Kittens|Kittens, Jessa, Kittens!]]
|[[Quint]], [[Jessa]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Cesran]],
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|October 27, 2012
|[[There Can be Only One Pretty Pretty Princess|There Can be Only One (Pretty Pretty Princess)]]
| [[Azog]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Sandy]], [[Constantin]], [[Svarshan]]
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|Unknown
|[[Giant Pink Hips]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Jessa]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sandy]], [[Jibbom]], [[Emir]]
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|November 11, 2012
|[[Coming to Alexandria]]
|[[Fiona]], [[Cesran]]
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|November 11, 2012
|[[Young impressionable Youth]]
|[[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 13, 2012
|[[Till Death Do us Part]]
|[[Mel]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Zalara]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 14, 2012
|[[Goblintown]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Jareth]], [[Younger]], [[Fiona]]
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|November 16, 2012
|[[A Land Down Under]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Gavisa]],[[Mel]], [[Vennan]],[[ Angrid]], [[Zalara]],[[ Fiona]],[[ Jessa]]
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|November 17, 2012
|[[Once Upon a Jail Cell]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Fiona]], [[Eliathitae]], [[Selia]]
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|November 18, 2012
|[[Bar Talk]]
|[[Angrid]], [[Azog]], [[Kaedin]], [[Mikilos]]
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|Novenber 19,2012
|[[Of Honor and Laughter]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Azog]]
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|November 19, 2012
|[[The Beginning of an Odd Partnership]]
|[[Kaedin]], [[Maxine]]
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|November 28, 2012
|[[Thoughts on Jobs and Life]]
|[[Hilal]], [[Oates]], [[Halani]], [[Quint]]
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|November 27, 2012
|[[Sandy Gets Hitched]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Saevrinimata]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Arngrid]], [[Constantin]]
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|November 29, 2012
|[[A Type of Armor]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Aenyn]]
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|November 30,2012
|[[Goblin Caravan]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]], [[Oates]]
|-
|December 4, 2012
|[[Late Night at Wayfarer's Inn]]
|[[Maendir]], [[Zalara]], [[Oates]]
|-
|December 5, 2012
|[[Jinks Pearly Temple|Jinks' Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|December 5, 2012
|[[Beyond the Pearly Temple]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Jinks]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Maendir]], [[Constantin]], [[Quint]]
|-
|December 10, 2012
|[[Rocks, Poop, Hips, and Stew!!]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Oates]], [[Fiona]], [[Svarshan]], [[Liessa]], [[Azog]], [[Achala]], [[Leisel]]
|-
|December 11 2012
|[[Mercantile Obligation (Porocora DM)]]
|[[Katja]], [[Ashlynn]], [[Albain]], [[Fiona]]
|-
|December 20,2012
|[[Grin Apolypse]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Remethaer]], [[Sandy]], [[Sonja]]
|-
|December 21, 2012
|[[Bar Chatter]]
|[[Gwendolyn]], [[Sandy]], [[Selia]]
|-
|December 23, 2012
|[[Poor Holiday Tidings]]
|[[Emir]], [[Zalara]], [[Donk]], [[Remethaer]]
|-
|December 30, 2012
|[[Art of Slice, the]]
|[[Chloe]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Liessa]], [[Munch]], [[Remethaer]], [[Vennan]]
|-
|??
|[[PRP: Clearing Jeribald's Mine]]
|??
|-
|December 31, 2012
|[[Adventurers Guild Bringing in the New Year|Adventurer's Guild: Bringing in the New Year]]
|[[Karelin]], [[Azog]], [[Svarshan]], [[Tavissha]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sonja]], [[Oates]], [[Cesran]], [[Myrana]], [[Wilma]]
|-
|January 4, 2013
|[[Arvek in Pink]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Boshter]], [[Jessa]], [[Roka]]
|-
|January 5,2013
|[[Ribbeting Times at the Hope]]
|[[Tavissha]], [[Abrahil]], [[Zalara]], [[Lash]]
|-
|January 7, 2013
|[[Hanging of the Butcher]]
|Lots
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|January 9, 2013
|[[Jink's Kids]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Agril]], [[Svarshan]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 10, 2013
|[[Cue Yakety Sax]]
|[[Emir]], [[Sandy]], [[Donk]], [[Abrahil]], [[Myrana]]
|-
|January 11, 2013
|[[In the Market]]
|[[Craft]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 11, 2013
|[[What's Down There?]]
|[[Brolin]], [[Lash]], [[Nadara]], [[Raja]], [[Zarr]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 12, 2013
|[[Wolf-wrestling]]
|[[Donk]], [[Kuumvu]], [[Tavissha]], [[Thyrson]], [[Jareth]], [[Garrin]]
|-
|January 13, 2013
|[[At the Ox]]
|[[Azog]], [[Lash]], [[Sandy]], [[Mikilos]], [[Faraday]]
|-
|January 13, 2013
|[[On the Roadway]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Selia]], [[Roka]], [[Arafel]], [[Elycia]],
|-
|January 19, 2013
|[[Nipples and rainbows]]
|[[Roka]], [[Karelin]], [[Rotgut]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 20, 2013
|[[Mirrors]]
|[[Selia]], [[Oates]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 21, 2013
|[[The Lost]]
|[[Gragnar]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|January 23, 2013
|[[Of Guns, Maintenance, and Weather]]
|[[Craft]], [[Rementhaer]]
|-
|January 26, 2013
|[[Desolate Dig]]
|[[Oates]], [[Remethaer]], [[Lash]], [[Arafel]], [[Cinnamon]], [[Mel]]
|-
|January 27, 2013
|[[Along the Road]]
|[[Ormarr]], [[Cesran]], [[Lash]], [[Vidarr]], [[Donk]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|January 27, 2013
|[[PrP: Trouble Brewing]]
|[[Arafel]], [[Oates]], [[Rotgut]], [[Tavissha]], [[Brolin]]
|-
|January 28, 2013
|[[Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Deliciousness]]
|[[Donk]], [[Jibbom]], [[Cesran]], [[Elysia]], [[Lash]], [[some chubby, old orc]]
|-
|February 02, 2013
|[[Lost And Found]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Azog]], [[Aenyn]]
|-
|February 03, 2013
|[[Makar at the Ox]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zarr]]
|-
|February 09, 2013
|[[PrP: Up in Smoke]]
|[[Sharna]], [[Jinks]], [[Sonja]], [[Aenyn]], [[Jessa]]
|-
|February 10, 2013
|[[PrP: 3:10 to Selentia]]
|[[Birgit]], [[Chloe]], [[Elessa]], [[Remethaer]]
|-
|February 15, 2013
|[[Love Potions]]
|[[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Agril]], [[Taurex]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|February 15, 2013
|[[PrP: Pie and Orc]]
|[[Mako]], [[Remethaer]], [[Aviere]]
|-
|-
|February 19, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 1]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Abrahil]], [[Kilian]]
|-
|-
|February 25, 2013
|[[PrP: Meat on Stick Part 2]]
|[[Taurex]], [[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Shrike]]
|-
|-
|March 03, 2013
|[[PrP: Lurker on the Heights]]
|[[Lash]], [[Vennan]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Oates]], [[Schneider]], [[Alistine]]
|-
|-
|March 08, 2013
|[[PrP: The Alexandrian Job]]
|[[Kravar]],[[Heyuri]], [[Korsten]], [[Chloe]]
|-
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| [[Spirit-Bonded Ceremony]]
|
|-
|-
|April 01, 2013
|[[Kittens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jessa]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|-
|April 02, 2013
|[[Log: Goblintown Hi-Jinks]]
|[[Meep]], [[Sonja]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Kravar]], [[ Sandy]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|-
|April 10, 2013
|[[Log: Pets 4 Sale]]
|[[Grub]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seanait]]
|-
|-
|April 11, 2013
|[[PrP: Goblin Massacre Mystery]]
|[[Vennan]], [[Kravar]], [[Nadara]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|-
|April 12, 2013
|[[BBQ fun]]
|[[Agril]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]]
|-
|-
|April 17, 2013
|[[Chance Meeting]]
|[[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Younger]]
|-
|-
|April 22, 2013
|[[Log: Lower Market Madness]]
|[[Mogrinaar]], [[Kravar]], [[Shilde]], [[Chloe]]
|-
|-
|April 23, 2013
|[[Log: Meetings and Mysteries at Wilderness Pointe]]
|[[Drake]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|-
|April 26, 2013
|[[PrP: Camp Encounter]]
|[[Remethaer]], [[Elessa]], [[Kravar]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|-
|May 3rd, 2013
|[[PRP: Fast Zombie Day]]
|-
|-
|May 5th, 2013
|[[Log: Sign Sixty-Two]]
|[[Rogun]], [[Ferawyn]], [Sebropert]]
|-
|-
|May 11th, 2013
|[[PrP: Ratburglars!]]
|[[Tak]], [[Madde]], [[Porarna]]
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|}

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[[Category:Logs]]