Completed Play-by-Post: In Search of the Sorcerer

[Grimgravy]

"Seems the small one has decided on stupidity." Rhenmyr says hefting his spear and moving to guard the tall thug. "He knows more than he has said. I say it is time for harsher interrogation methods."

 

[nikolokolus]

As Theron stumbles into the table, Borric uses the opportunity to trip Theron.

halp

Standard 1d20 roll?

Spoiler

Roll for initiative first, but yes: 1d20+BAB+STR to-hit, so I think for you that's 1d20+2. Also his back is turned to you so that's an additional +2. If you hit, target gets a saving throw.

 

[nikolokolus]

Theron "The Uncooperative" picks a fight:

ROUND 1
Initiative: [1d6] = 4

 

[ERYFKRAD]

rolls

I believe my to hit roll is 1d20+3, so ok, 1d20+5 naow.
Initiative:[1d6] = 5
To hit: [1d20+5] = 1+5 = 6
Crit fail

 

[nikolokolus]

You try to trip the hapless Theron but lose your own balance instead.

results

Roll a saving throw to avoid falling over.

 

[ERYFKRAD]

Spoiler

Saving throw: [1d20] = 15
And my dex score is 15, so.

 

[bert]

Spoiler

By the way, just where the hell is the spoiler button located? I keep having to type in the bbcode manually. Sorry for the long hiatus btw!


Initiative: [1d6+3] = 3+3 = 6


Just a simple punch to settle him down.
Attack: [1d20+2] = 10+2 = 12

"No! No!" Sokrates charges in to throw a heavy handed punch. He wanted to see Father Iniros, and did not want the bad men to ruin that.

 

[nikolokolus]

Borric keeps his feet despite his awkward kick.

Spoiler

Hey, good to see you bert I've been using the hand typed tags for so long I can't even remember where the button used to be, but I just found it next to the 'save draft' button on the right hand side of the ribbon.

Go ahead and roll your damage (1d2+Strength Damage bonus) and it occurs simultaneously with Theron's. Also, where are you getting a +3 to your initiative? the max bonus from high Dex is +1, but no biggie, just something to keep track of

 

[bert]

Spoiler

Damage: [1d2+2] = 1+2 = 3

 

[nikolokolus]

Sokrates' heavy handed upper cut catches Theron hard on the jaw and he staggers, bloodied but still on his feet. He lowers his head like a battering ram and charges into Sokrates

Spoiler

Theron's Attack [1d20-2] = 17-2 = 15 Damage [1d2] = 2
Sokrates takes 1 point of real damage and 1 point of temporary subdual damage (those come back at a rate of 1 HP per hour).

 

[Grimgravy]

Initiative

Initiative [1d6+1] = 4+1 = 5

"Enough of this fool." Rhenmyr tries to drive his spear through Theron's leg.

Attack

To hit: [1d20+2] = 3+2 = 5, Damage Spear/Axe: [1d6+2] = 2+2 = 4

Damn it. I only hit the barn wall because I was inside.

 

[nikolokolus]

"Barbarians! Who are you to detain me?! Your blood will paint the walls of our fane!" Shouts the maniacal Illyrian as he darts and dodges Rhenmyr's spear thrust.

 

[Siveon]

OOC

Y'all make it hard to do this while attending school, I swear.

combat rolls

Initiative: [1d6] = 1
To hit: [1d20] = 15 (shit forgot my +2) = 17
Damage(Falcata Two-H): [1d8+2] = 6+2 = 8

Marcán laughs. "Are we really doing this now?" he says as he reluctantly draws his blade. He sweeps low, aiming for the feet.

 

[nikolokolus]

Marcán's blade bites deeply into Theron's legs, hacking him off at his ankles - the blade cuts through flesh and bone like so much wet paper, it's so sharp - Theron screams and writhes in agony for a few moments as thick red pulses of blood surge and spray from severed arteries, "You can't kill me!" Theron shrieks. "Like a red tide we rise and reclaim what was ours and you will drown!" He starts to laugh hysterically, but a matter of seconds later he topples backward; his eyes staring blankly and lifeless at the ceiling.

Moments later, the crippled hut-keeper pokes his head inside to see what all of the commotion is and his eyes go wide. "What in the name of . . ." his voice trails off as he takes in the scene of carnage. "Ah shit, that's gonna leave a helluva stain! Here, somebody fetch me that bucket of sand in the corner and drag his carcass outside. Fuck, shit, sonsofbitches!" He limps through the door and looks down at the ruined man and looks up at all of you, "What happened, did your friend cheat you at dice or something?"

 

[nikolokolus]

OOC

Y'all make it hard to do this while attending school, I swear.

Spoiler

Sorry bro. If you or anyone needs to take a break for awhile, let me know and we can scale things back or I can move your character into the background, at which point either designate somebody to control your character's actions or you can leave it up to me.

 

[Siveon]

Marcán gulps. "Oh, wow! A little bit more complicated than that, my good man. At one moment he was simply our prisoner, the next he was frothing mad. Funny sight to see." he grabs one half of the body and drags him out.

"Except for, well, all that blood and what-not. Terribly sorry -" Marcán turns to the rest, "A little help would be nice!"

OOC

Y'all make it hard to do this while attending school, I swear.

Spoiler

Sorry bro. If you or anyone needs to take a break for awhile, let me know and we can scale things back or I can move your character into the background, at which point either designate somebody to control your character's actions or you can leave it up to me.

OOC

Hey hey, slow your roll. Things were just getting good, I was just having a bit of fun since I had to read all the happenings during school hours and only until now did I get the chance to post. It was like being in detention while everyone else got to go to recess.

 

[nikolokolus]

 

[nikolokolus]

With no eager volunteers, Marcán drags the corpse out on to the plank road. As you drop it unceremoniously you start to notice that the body has purpled and bruised considerably. Another minute passes and the body begins to bloat and putrefy as if it had been laying for weeks under a summer sun; the stench is nearly unbearable now.

The hut-keeper looks down at the corpse and exclaims, "By all that's holy! Gods, what a smell! Look, I don't know what you lads have gotten yourselves into and I don't really care, but I'd rather not get involved if you catch my meaning. Do what you will with the body, but I'm leaving . . . Right now!" Hurriedly he collects his donkey from the corral and leaps on to its back and begins quickly trotting away; the animal's hooves clattering noisily against the planks of the elevated road that snakes its way through the saltmarsh. After about 30 yards, he turns and shouts back at you, "If you want my advice, mention this to no one in Odessos, lest the Seekers catch wind of this . . . pardon the pun."

 

[ERYFKRAD]

"I say we burn the corpse, unless the Magic One or the Druidic One can learn aught from it."

 

[nikolokolus]

Hyginos seems largely unaffected by the horrific sights and smells of Theron's rapidly decomposing corpse, "This kind of thing happen to you fellows a lot?" He reaches into the voluminous folds of his borrowed tunic and produces a hunk of bread he must have pilfered from Zelkor's and gums a piece of it noisily. "Gonna need a lot of wood to burn this poor bastard," he says with a cackle.

 

[Smashing Axe]

Heron will study, poke and prod the body, before taking a small sample of the flesh to put in one of his vials. "Best to burn it, aye. Let's speak to the other one. I don't fully know what has happened, but if I were to guess, the man was conditioned to be the Hyperborean's unknowing slave. The putrification of the flesh after death could be a mere consequence of the spell. Though if that is so I wonder why it activated now."

Spoiler

Have I had time to memorise a new spell? If so, I'd use detect magic to go over all the equipment we've picked up.

 

[nikolokolus]

FYI

Everyone gets 15 XP

Spoiler

Smashing Axe It's close enough that I'll allow it.

Heron takes the Hyperborean's belongings - the ebonwood box, the silver key, armor, helm and falcata - and puts it into a pile well off to the side, away from the ruin that used to be the captive Theron.

Your incantation causes your eyes to flare with a phosphoric luminescence that reveals several interesting things. First, the falcata has sorcery of an indeterminate sort folded into its metal and a formerly hidden script appears that spells out a cryptic phrase along the blade's length, reading: "The End". Furthermore, the silver key faintly glows as well as the keyhole of the of the silver clasp that holds the ebony strong box shut. Most disconcerting are two runes that flare to life on the lid of the ebony box - a stylized eye and a stylized flame symbol directly below it, but you aren't entirely certain of their function (would require "Read Magic" to decipher).

 

[Grimgravy]

OOC

Since you failed to mention the cloak I got from the Hyperborean, is it safe to say it's mundane?

"What do we do with the vacant one now? Doesn't seem like he can care for himself. I don't want to drag him around forever. Plus, he could act up like his compatriot at any time. Suggestions?" Rhenmyr asks.

 

[nikolokolus]

OOC

Since you failed to mention the cloak I got from the Hyperborean, is it safe to say it's mundane?

"What do we do with the vacant one now? Doesn't seem like he can care for himself. I don't want to drag him around forever. Plus, he could act up like his compatriot at any time. Suggestions?" Rhenmyr asks.

OOC

Sorry. Forgot about that, but no it does not radiate magic

 

[Siveon]

"We should question him on these matters, and if we don't get an answer I say we put the poor sod down for good. Let's face facts, the man doesn't seem to be able to do much on his own, and right now he's a huge liability. Bastard could cut our feet off while we're asleep as a means of revenge!"

Spoiler

I made the following jokes, but I realized they wouldn't be appropriate despite my character's nature. But, here they are anyway: "Let's face it, his main guardian has left this world without a leg to stand on. You just have to wonder how he'll get his foot through the door and make something of himself."

I'm so sorry. I couldn't resist.