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OOC: Vindsval's health and ether should be base +9 not base +7 Vindsval rolls his eyes at Fabio's obvious and ham handed flirtation. He thinks to himself. "It would be humorous to see what our warrior women would do to him if he attempted to lay a hand on either of them. Almost humorous to allow him to try." "Agreed Commander, though I am loath to leave our friends and the village unprotected, we need to be on our way. It is what we have come for. Everyone please finish your purchases so We Can Leave."
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"Keep the Tonic for now Master Mage. If being attacked within the safety of the town is any sign, you may need them." "The Jester or the Villain, that is a very divergent fork. But if you must shorten my name I can accept "Vind"." Such a peculiar habit among city dwellers, he thinks to himself. He reaches out to shake Warlen's hand, intensely self conscious of its size.
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Vindsval re-runs the battle in his head. Through his minds eye he swwears he sees Annienal take a wound from that arrow. Perhaps he was wrong. "Perhaps I was mistaken, or perhaps you are blessed in ways you do not know. But if you say you are uninjured I shall leave it at that."
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"Indeed, I too am impressed by the might behind so simple an implement. I can imagine it is a weapons easily scoffed at. The smith in Eubric is a talented one indeed. Between his enforecemtns and the merging of that gem Verkenner has become formidable indeed. We must speak with master William. If these ,Sarkuun as you call them, are plaguing Tridentia, this beast may not be their only concern. " While he waits to hear a response from the Knight he removes the Fiery Robes of the Archmagi (SP:3 Bodywear +5 Ether, immunity to Sealed Effect and Fire) from his bag and pulls the "tunic" over his pointed ears. He has to admit grudgingly that it fits slightly more loosely now that he is narrower of shoulder. "I think I may be needing this protection once again."
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Vindsval stands on the beach looking at the dead bodies before him. All of his compatriots came through with barely a scratch. It would seem the Wanderer truly was with them this day. He kneels in the surf and offers up the souls of these marauders to his god. Though they were meager foes he hopes the Great One accepts his offering. He finishes his prayers, stands, and collects the gear the men were carrying. "It is indeed a great omen to our quest, though for good or ill we will have to wait and see." In an attempt to see that everyone with him is as well prepared as they can be for the journey ahead he distributes the loot as follows. To Himself - Tonic X2, Gold X4 To Warlen - Mead X2, Tonic X3, Gold X4 To Annienal - Mead X1,Potion X2, Gold X4 To Actaeon -Sleepy Crossbow (WP:6; has a 1/6 chance to put the target to Fast Asleep; ranged; suitable for rangers, beast warriors, infiltrators and winged warriors.) Potion X1, Gold X4 To Miderun -War Axe (WP: 9, suitable for suitable for barbarians, alchemists, beast warriors, infiltrators, regulators and winged warriors.), Mead X1, Gold X4 After handing out all of the items he collected he turns to Warlen and Actaeon, an expression of clear respect on his craggy features. "Glade Born and Barrens Strider you are both indeed blessed with skill and power beyond your appearance. I shall relish fighting at your side through this quest, Though perhaps not partaking in your wit." He directs the last towards Warlen in what he hopes is a good natured manner. He then turns to Annienal "Lady knight, you fared less well in this then the rest of us. If you would permit it, please allow me to heal your wounds. I wish to take no liberties without your consent. I have known those in my travels who would not sully themselves to be touched by one such as I." OOC: if the loot split is unacceptable let me know. I tried to balance the consumables with what everyone was carrying.
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Excellent autoroll sir.
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OOC: at level 11 Vindsval would have these stats I believe. Level: 11 Cleric *Gains Triple XP* *Immune to Asleep, Blinded, Confused, Fragile, and Weakened Effects* Power: 20 (11+9)(X2 against Humanoid and Holy/Luminous) Defense: 0 Health: 19/19 (9+10) Ether: 15/15 (5+10) Also just a minor note, the broomstick is a ranged weapon, not a swing it down kinda weapon. I picture weaponized brooms behaving kind of like a Blunt Yando's arrow from Guardian's of the Galaxy.
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Feel free to keep auto rolling if there is no danger of KO.
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OOC: Thanks for the input, I edited mine up a little. We just need decisions from our other two players.
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Vindsval immediately scoops the boy into his arm, and runs him to his mother. His long legs allow him to travel the distance in next to no time. "To arms everyone, it appears we will be starting our adventure a bit earlier than the wood. Everyone pick a target. WE do not want to leave anyone with enough time to target the townsfolk." ​"Fly true and Strike Hard "Pathfinder"." The Cleric removes Verkenner, (WP:9, Darkness elemental Broomstick,ranged X2 Vs Humanoid)from its scabbard on his waste, and attacks the Raider Axeman with it, from the Back Row. Battle Order 1. Miderun 2. Actaeon 3. Annienal 4. Vindsval 5. Warlen OOC: Advice taken Kintobar, how does this look?
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While waiting to hear from his compatriots Vindsval notices the boy luke playing on the beach. He walks down to the boy and pull out his new shovel. "Shall we see if we can find some buried treasure? Perhaps pirates of old left behind their jewels and weapons, just waiting for friends like us to come along and dig them up." He kneels down beside the boy and Digs with his Shovel.
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Taken back by the strange little man wrapped around his thigh he pats him awkwardly on the back. "umm. .There... there. You are.. uh.. quite welcome." "That is rather enough of that Warlen." He attempts to extricate himself from the wizard.
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I imagine Vindsval sounds a bit like Michael Clark Duncan after drinking a good bit of quality scotch.
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That pleases me greatly Young One. Trust in the Wanderer. Vindsval reaches up, scoops the boy off of his back, and sets him on the ground. I am afraid I must talk to the grownups now my boy. Go play and enjoy this wonderful day. Watching the boy run off, the giant smiles again. But then his face goes stern and straight. Back to the task at hand. Commander, if the journey is that long perhaps we should be on our way to the forest. Will you accompany us as far as the spot where you last encountered the beast? We would welcome your guidance on the first leg of the journey at least. I understand if you wish to not travel farther than that with us. Vindsval looks around at the party, it appear all dealings have been concluded. What do you say everyone? Shall we depart?
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Vindsval walks up to the Haggling Mage. These people need the coin to live on. I do not think a potion or two will keep the boy fed. Here take these, we can settle up later. Vindsval offers Warlen the 15 coin he needs to purchase the cape. OOC: that is if Lacey has two to sell since Annienal already bought one first.
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The giant looks up over his shoulder at the boy and chuckles with mirth. It has been some time since the man was this happy. I have missed you youngling. My arm? Well a very smart man needed to cut it off to keep other people from getting sick. Do not worry too much about it. I can still manage very well with only one. With that he reaches up, snatches the boy and tosses him high into the air. He repeats this several times, much to the youngling's delight. Tell me Luke, have you kept the totem I gave you?
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Vindsval catches the Windy comment once again, and thinks to himself. I will need to address this it would seem. Indeed, Actaeon, Warlen, Annienal, please allow me to introduce to you two friends from Miderun's and mown first visit to this isle. This is Master William and Mistress Lacey. It was their village which hired us to eliminate the source of a Gray Plague threatening their livelihood. Allowing the others to make their own introductions Vindsval walks over to the Ranger. May I speak with you a moment Master Actaeon? The mage Warlen is rather flippant with the renaming of things. My father's people and those of my Order both believe there to be great power and reverence in a Name. I would ask you that you not lesson me through the use of frivolity and jest.
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And its a spider man, spider man, does whatever a spider can.
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Everything with a bright underbelly looks cool. That is one of the things that separates insects from arachnids. But I believe it is cephalothorax and abdomen, not head and abdomen.
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Miderun and I have both been to the Orchard and Cemetery. The way to them is both swift and direct. If there is nothing else you can tell us about either the beast or the flower then perhaps we should be off presently. A smile splits his giants face as the two newcomers arrive. William, Lacey, it is wonderful to see you both again. Tell me, how have you fared since we departed? We can see the color has stayed, but how is the village? What of Daniel and the Young Luke, I have thought of him much in the past days. I am very pleased to see you well. No one from the village has been harmed by this beast I hope.
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First a world gone gray, then bleaching to the point of invisibility, now a family of painters. Perhaps I am destined to a more colorful life than I would have expected.
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Or red.
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Politician, even an evil one, would still be using Diplomacy. Now this will be a group to watch, no matter who is chosen.
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I never took black knights to be subtle in any way. They are just this side of an evil tyrant, ruling with an iron fist and such. They are a bully, the Might makes Right sort. At least that is how I imagined they filled their niche. To each their own interpretation.
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