|
|
Post by Master on Mar 15, 2015 13:04:23 GMT -8
First WatchVisibility is hampered by the rise and fall of the hills. secret GM rolls
Perception +16. -10 for distance
9hUpzk221d20+6
Stealth +11. +10 for distance. +20 for darkness
1d20+41
Tessa can hear the wind rustling the grass, as well as the occasional bat hunting in the sky above. The campfire seems to attract bugs, which attract bats. She does not sense anything that can be a danger. As she patrols the campsight, she can see Surallel gazing at the stars above. The night is clear and he seems almost mesmerized by the subtle movement of the stars. Ravna's sleep is fitful and uneasy. Clearly the poison still lingers in her system. Surallel's Perception +3. -5 for being distracted1d20-2For Surallel, getting into the proper meditative state of mind is difficult. Some lingering weariness from the boar attack makes it difficult to isolate himself from the world around him. Ravna's stirrings do not help matters. He finds his mind focusing more and more on the tiny annoyances of the outdoors. He does notice a small field mouse scurry into camp, curling up near the fire. He regards it for a moment before returning to his meditations on the stars. 1d20+6·1d20+41·1d20-2
|
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 15, 2015 13:29:44 GMT -8
Second WatchTessa gently wakes Rothgar after about 2 hours, informing him that it is his turn to watch. The night is brisk, but it is nothing Rothgar is unfamiliar with. Winters in Ishmaera can be brutal. As Rothgar patrols the campsite he continues to test his knee, the one gored by the boar in the afternoon. It seems fine, Tessa's healing seemed more than up to the task. Tessa's claim that the group was being watched seems to be a fantasy. Rothgar saw nothing while on the march, and cannot see anything now, but it the darkness it is difficult to make out watchful eyes. Ravna seems to be having another bad dream. Her dose of the Fungal Tequila must have been more potent than Rothgar's. About halfway through his watch, Rothgar notices that the wind is picking up. Rothgar Survival check. Predicting the weatherxJ9SH4Mk1d20+6
Sometimes, it gets windy. This time of year, the winds constantly blow across the plains in Ishmaera. Nothing at all to worry about. It will likely be clear skies tomorrow Surallel Profession (Astronomer). Predicting the weather.1d20+7
Surallel notices the wind picking up, coming from the south. The wind seems to be skirting the mountains. Years of watching the skies have given you some knowledge of weather systems. You know well that a weather system coming from the south would carry a lot of moisture. As that moisture hits the mountains, it will be released as rain. Given the size of the clouds on the southern horizon, there is quite a bit of moisture heading for you. A storm's coming. It will likely mean a downpour and high winds about midday tomorrow.
1d20+6·1d20+7
|
|
|
|
Post by Ravna Reiersgaard on Mar 16, 2015 8:17:47 GMT -8
Ravna's perception roll:
6Tf2jgaR(1d20+7)
(1d20+7)
|
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 16, 2015 8:43:22 GMT -8
Third Watch
Confusion save
zVuxybSx1d20+3
Ravna's sleep is still largely restless. Her dreams are plagued by horrific visions of castles burning, and amorphous shadows hunting people throughout the countryside, killing and torturing. The dream ends abruptly as Ravna is woken. She is shocked to see, standing above her is an ironclad shadow, reaching for her. She quickly leaps from her bedroll, grasping for a knife, and barely avoids jumping into the fire. The shadow puts his hands up, in defense, and speaks with Rothgar's voice. Ravna's terror ebbs slightly, when she sees Rothgar's face and realizes that this is no shadow. Rothgar goes back to his bedroll and Ravna takes up her watch. Her watch frays her nerve. As the firelight reaches out into the darkness, it casts dancing shadows over everything. Ravna starts to feel like the shadows are closing in, tightening a noose, leaving no avenue of escape. She realizes that the fire is dying down, and the shadows are coming closer. She throws more wood on the fire, and watches carefully as the shadows seem flee from the fire. Apart from her own fears and hallucinations, no apparent dangers beset the camp during Ravna's watch.1d20+3
|
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 16, 2015 13:04:48 GMT -8
Fourth Watch
Ravna wakes Darvan for his watch. She mumbles something about about being under siege, as she makes her way back to her bedroll. Darvan's watch is eventful. After about an hour, he watches as the sun peaks over the mountains on the fair horizon. As it sheds its light across the sky, Darvan can see dark clouds gathering up in the southeast. As Darvan's watch winds down, the rest of the party slowly rises from their sleep, and they begin to clean and pack up the campsite.
All players please respond. This watch went on longer than it needed to, mostly to let you guys know what I expect happens while you guys are on watch (and nothing strange happens) If you ever want to change what you do on watch, or the watch order, let me know.
Ravna Poison save
5 Fortitude, +2 poison resistance
gPYcv8EI1d20+7
With the coming of dawn, Ravna feels her head clear for the first time in days. The dull ache is gone, and it seems that the hallucinations are gone as well, at least for the moment.1d20+7
|
|
|
|
Post by Surallel Sol on Mar 16, 2015 19:21:10 GMT -8
Rising from his stargazing Rise up, everyone. Up Up! The Big Star is watching once again and we must impress.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ravna Reiersgaard on Mar 18, 2015 9:10:29 GMT -8
Awakening from restive sleep, Ravna is clear-headed for the first time since leaving Coldlake. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she dimly recalls her dreams of the night before - and shudders.
To shake off the last vestiges of fatigue, she brews an energizing tisane over the banked coals of the fire. Savoring the taste and tingling effect in her veins, she packs up her gear, carefully checking her supplies for damage or leaks. It would not bode well to start out the day with an unwanted... explosion.
Anyone care for some tea? It has swamp root, licorice, and oak gall in it. I think... Wait. Maybe this is my ink mix. Damn. Are my teeth black?(1d20+6)C7xto6|B
|
|
|
|
Post by Darvan Marnos on Mar 19, 2015 12:49:23 GMT -8
Darvan is in the middle of a meditation as the others wake. He appears to have all of his gear packed and ready. He remains in meditation as the others get ready to depart, rising and joining the others once they are ready to leave.
|
|
|
|
Post by Rothgar MacRothgar on Mar 23, 2015 17:42:55 GMT -8
Rothgar stands and effeciently packs his gear up.
Can someone help me put this armor on?
|
|
|
|
Post by Tessa Rothaldi on Mar 23, 2015 17:55:13 GMT -8
Tessa packs up her gear and dons the appearance she has been wearing thus far. I am ever surprised that you aren't more careful what you drink, she comments to Ravna. Glancing at Rothgar, she continues, If you truly need help, I suppose I could offer it.
|
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 23, 2015 18:48:54 GMT -8
Rothgar laments his lack of a squire (or perhaps he does not) as he dons his full plate. A quick breakfast is had, and the party gets back underway. As the morning progresses the party moves swiftly across the rolling meadows. Today is noticeably colder than the day before. The wind has been picking up all morning and the sun is hidden behind dark clouds, clouds that seem to be getting darker. There are a few streams to cross, but otherwise the morning passes without incident. Tessa DC 21 PerceptionYou keep an eye on the sky during your morning march, hoping to catch sight of the eagle from yesterday. Sure enough, you see an eagle in sky for most of the morning. It is difficult to tell if it is the same eagle as yesterday, most eagles look the same to you especially at such a distance. Secret GM rollsrzfd9pA81d20+6
1d100
1d2
1d4 1d20+20·1d100·1d2·1d4 |
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 23, 2015 22:19:56 GMT -8
The party continues walking. Not long after lunch, it starts to rain. The rain increases in intensity throughout the afternoon. By late afternoon thunderstorms roll in. As the sun sets beyond the horizon, the party thinks it would be best to stop here, and wait for the storm to pass. As the party sets camp, they realize that a fire would be impossible in the torrential rains. Instead they huddle close together for warmth, hoping to stay dry. GM assumption, if anyone wants to do something else, they are free to do so. A cold and wet meal is shared, and watches are agreed on. Tessa agrees to take the first watch. Tessa onlyWhile on the march you continue to try and keep an eye out for the eagle, but along the way you realized that you have not seen any birds in air since before lunch. Any birds in the area likely knew the storm was coming, and found cover. Surallel's Perceptionk7Q5RYjZ1d20-2Tessa's Perception1d20+6Tessa's watch is largely uneventful. It is difficult to see anything in the surrounding area without light in the heavy rain. When her watch is done, she wakes Rothgar. Rothgar's Perception1d20+7Rothgar also has difficulty seeing far into the darkness. The occasion lightning strike helps, but the watch his nervous, as well as miserable. Thankfully it is uneventful as well. Near the end of Rothgar's watch the storm abates. The rain continues, but it is much more subdued. The lightning and wind die down as well. By the time he wakes Ravna, there is only a light drizzle. Ravna's Perception1d20+7Secret GM roll1d20+11
1d20+16
Ravna's watch is less stormy, and therefore less unpleasant, than her comrades' watches. She paces around in small circles trying to keep warm, constantly reminding herself that drinking bomb reagents would warm her up, but also kill her. She is very focused on trying to keep warm. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a flash of light, but discounts it as a lightning flash from the previous thunderstorm. 1d20-2·1d20+6·1d20+7·1d20+7·1d20+11·1d20+16 |
|
|
|
Post by Master on Mar 23, 2015 22:49:04 GMT -8
As Ravna paces, shivering, she is startled by a large bird perching on her shoulder. Its talons are razor sharp, but its grip is very gentle. It holds onto her shoulder, but does not even scratch her armor. Ravna looks it in the face, somewhat incredulous. The bird's eyes seem to have a great deal of intelligence. It looks Ravna up and down. In a very low voice, almost a whisper, it speaks.  You are the waking one? You stay awake while the others sleep, yes? Watch over them, keep them from harm? While it speaks very softly, the bird's voice is very high pitched and shrill, almost like a shriek. That little one, I do not think that he is a part of your company. At least that would explain why he crept amongst you while you slept, stole several items, and is now trying to walk away, unseen.It takes Ravna a moment to understand, the bird's speech makes it difficult to fully comprehend. But then the bird points its beak to the northeast. Ravna cannot make out any figure, but she can make out a soft glow, bouncing slightly. The bird speaks in a soft whisper, requiring a DC 15 perception check to hear. DC 25 for those asleep, DC 20 for sleepless elves. Used the Perceptions from the watches. No one is currently aware of the bird.Rothgar, if/when he wakes upSome unscrupulous person has absconded with some of your gear. Your Battleax and Ioun torch have been stolen! Knowledge (Nature) DC 1Eagles don't speak Common. |
|
|
|
Post by Ravna Reiersgaard on Mar 24, 2015 17:14:43 GMT -8
Huh. You are... talking to me. Ravna darts her eyes at the aquiline shadow looming in her peripheral vision, water dripping off her nose. She has dreamed odder, witnessed stranger, and yet the concept of an animal using human words gives her bewildered brain pause.
...he crept amongst you while you slept...
Everyone, wake up. Highly aware of the weight of the bird on her shoulder, Ravna pitches her voice to carry over the patter of the rain in the underbrush. Wake up now!
|
|
|
|
Post by Rothgar MacRothgar on Mar 24, 2015 17:31:16 GMT -8
Rothgar wakes up and instinctively grabs his axe and shield. WHERE THE HELL IS MY AXE! He then looks to see if any enemies are visible.
Perception
n84NXGjN1d20+7
1d20+7 |
|
