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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">Balladeer: Gonzo +2, Zora King Cursed 2<br/>
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<b>Icon Rolls:</b><br/>
Gonzo: 5, 4, 2<br/>
Zora King: 4<br/>
Zora King, cursed dice: 2, 5 <br/>
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From Balladeer: <i>rolls of 2 [on the Cursed Dice] mean there are story complications connected to the temporary enemy icon</i><br/>
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<b>Defense Roll: 24+1 = 25</b><br/>
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<b>Defense Budget:</b> 19+(9)+(8)<br/>
<i>Theme</i>: [Pirates with Ship-Based Support] Focused on maintaining naval superiority foremost and then supporting the ground battle.<br/>
<i>Theme</i>: [Alchemical Support] Focused entirely on ensuring the militia is outfitted with all manner of alchemical weapons, from blinding powders to bombs to fire-belchers!<br/>
Walls - 6 pts<br/>
Leader - 15 pts<br/>
Militia Scout (1 day), x1 - 2 pts<br/>
Militia Member, x10 - 10 pts<br/>
Arrows, x6 - 3 pts<br/>
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</div><br/>Staggering into town, Rumsey got a kick in his step as the sights and sounds of Darunia brought the pirate back to his comfort zone. Giving his companions a slap on the back, he grinned widely at them.<span style="color: green"> "Now, we're in my neck o' tha' woods now, kiddos, so jus' foller m'lead an' ye won't encounter no problems. 'r atleast a lot fewer!"</span>he chuckled as he moved forward. The rumor of the Red Lion was certainly on his mind, but the dangers that the world were encountering took priority. A tour of the town seemed like a better idea, to come to some conclusion on the rocky port's defenses as well as show his companions around.<br/><br/>As they made their rounds with Rumsey pointing out the various gambling dens, brothels, taverns, and shops, he was making a calculating study of the town as well as speaking with select individuals he noticed from the town's criminal elements to ready them for a meeting at the end of his tour as he approached his favorite tavern,<b> the Crow's Nest</b>, perched high up in the town against the rocky spire that the town had grown against.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">"Alrigh', now, it's been a long day, so I wouldnae 'old it against ye if'n we all jus' retired fer the night. Plenty o' pleasant mischief t'get up to, aye, an' we could all use a bit o' a breather,"</span>he addressed his companions before excusing himself, moving away into the tavern to the large meeting area that he'd been summoning folks to during his tour.<br/><br/>Shutting the door behind him, the obese scoundrel moved to the edge of the table as Erland adopted a firm stance on his shoulders, arms crossed.<span style="color: green"> "Now, listen up, ye scallywags. I asked you lot 'ere fer a meetin' o' arms in protection o' this town. I ain't sure 'ow the evil all 'round 'as touched this place, bu' the Dark Lord is gatherin' his forces, wit' a wave o' monsters sweepin' o'er this land. Now, we here in Darunia, we ain't strangers t' no fightin' 'r killin', so I reckon we already got a step up o'er farmers an' the like, but this is serious. I hunted down ya gangsters fer a reason. You lot've controlled this town long as I remember, an' ye kept it good, safe, an' ordered. Now, I gotta ask ye ta step it up e'en further. There's a storm comin', an' we gotta batten down the hatches if we're all gonna ride it out."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: green">"The location does is favors as far as keepin' us outta sight, an' I cannae figger a pirate town's much o' a target fer the Dark Lord. But tha' dun give us the privilege o' not 'avin' ta do nothin'. We need ta' stockpile e'en more guns an' swords, cannons too. Get a watchtower built up on Pirate's Peak, scouts along the cliffs. Make steady sacrifices t' the Zora King. Bu' this ain't all bad news, lads. We keep Darunia safe, turn 'er inta a pirate stronghold, a real fortress t'be proud of! We spit in tha' face o' the Dark Lord 'imself, an' show 'im ain't no-one -- not him, not the King o' Hyrule, not the King o' the Zora 'imself -- can keep us from whorin' an' drinkin' an' shootin'!"</span>A meaty hand slammed down onto the table,<span style="color: green"> "Now, who's wit' me? An' who's comin' wit' me, 'cuz I intend t'do at least two o' the three before bed, an' I still got a ship ta... liberate from the King!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>