Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 05:17:08</strong>
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				It has been an odd set of circumstances that have brought you out into the dread woods for you are hunting a priest of Pholtus known as Barathion who has stolen a map from the Temple Vaults of the same church within Greyhawk. Barathion was a shining example of justice and decency and a family man. The fact that he has now gone rogue is quite jarring to both the elders and for those who have known Barathion. He has fled from Greyhawk and is now a fugitive of his own church. <br><br>This is where you have come into the picture. For one reason or another you have been drawn by the bounty on Barathion's head. Fifteen thousand gold is a considerably handsome amount for his capture and return to Greyhawk. However only half would be awarded if he was brought back to the church dead and the map that he stole recovered. One of you has known the one called Barathion for many many years and has a few questions that need answering. The others that accompany you have their own reasons but regardless you are swept up into a manhunt. You have to find Barathion first to claim the bounty let alone find out what has caused all this.<br><br>A week upon the roads from Greyhawk, your journey has brought you into the Dread Woods nearby Darkhaven as you continue tracking Barathion. It is only now have you finally managed to catch up with him. He is close for the prints he leaves behind in his wake are still fresh. Your haste to get to him first have paid off... It just now however you hear the signs of a struggle and a familiar battle cry pierces the silence combined with an unnatural roar. The roar sounds like a combination of an avalanche of dirt filling an open grave... You make haste as you know you are not far from the battle.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>A few moments prior...</strong></span><br><br>Barathion has pressed onwards at a casual pace the sweat pushed off his brow by the back of his hand. The afternoon sun baking him within his breastplate. Walking along the path he sees an elvish man dressed in heavy hides sewn together over a wooden skeleton. With a tanned leather cloak upon his back he turns to face the elder priest of pholtus. <strong>"Again!?"</strong> Silence is the only response by the elf as he runs some kind of earthen dust along the path. Barathion says angrily as he readies his shield and mace for battle. <strong><strong>"You should know when you are beaten Druid!"</strong></strong> <br><br>Barathion takes a few steps forward before the druid intones words of magic his arms rising from the waist and towards the air. As he does the earth shifts and begins to rise as shale, stone and earth begin to form a crude mass vaguely akin to a hunched over giant or troll. Gems of ivory that shine with light of intellect serve for its eyes as the behemoth interposes itself between the druid and Barathion. Even hunched over it is easily the height of two men. Barathion raises one hand to the air and intones words of power as a shimmering blue aura surrounds him. <br><br>Drawing his mace, Barathion rushed forward ducking under a swing of the beasts arm and swinging his mace at the torso before the earthen monstrosity strikes Barathion with a large misshapen arm as if swatting a fly. The aura forms around Barathion to shield him but even so he staggers onto his knees briefly before the priest retaliates with a flurry of successive blows that cause the beast to bellow in seemingly anger. Invigorated Barathion lets out a cry and continues the assault, ducking once more but catching an uppercut that throws him back. In the end Barathion's shield catches most of the impact and then in one telling blow Barathions mace strikes the face of the beast sending it backwards onto the ground. It shatters into nothing more then dirt and stone before vanishing altogether. <br><br>Stepping forward Barathion looks around for the druid that had summoned the beast to attack him. The druid was already casting another spell. With nothing to shield the druid Barathion made his approach intent on finishing it. What the priest did not count on however was the nature of the spell cast which was to summon yet another of these beast, only this time from behind. Barathions spell had worn off so when the beast approached and attacked from behind Barathion was ill prepared for the strike that knocks him prone onto his back. As this happens the druid would take this opportunity to leave the priest to his fate... <br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">The heroes catching up with their quarry</span></strong><br><br>Thinking quickly Barathion uses his symbol of pholtus to shine light into the creatures eyes. A desperate move to say the least and one that did not work for it was only Barathion's reaction to roll out of the way of the fierce blow that dents the ground itself that saved him. He was in dire peril... And this is how you find him. Barathion is in grave danger from being slain by a giant creature made of earth and stone as the beast makes ready to attack him once more. You have to act and you have to act now.<br><br><hr><br>Those of you whom have Knowledge (The Planes) can make a roll against DC of 20. <br><br>Everyone roll for Initiative. You are all thirty feet away from where the beast and Barathion do battle on the eastern roads facing west.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 06:31:14</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Distraught and more than a little nervous! --</strong><br><hr><br>As the gaudy old wagon clattered down the beaten path towards the dark forest, Jeremiah couldn't help but wonder just how he had gotten himself dragged into such an unusual predicament.&nbsp; Usually he and Jojel would be off in one of the few backwater villages that hadn't yet heard of the (in)famous <em>Oz's Tonics, Poultices, and Restoratives</em>, that traveling duo of would-be charlatans traveling in a horse drawn wagon draped in cloth banners dyed with exotic purples and reds, the official title sewn elegantly with looping gold thread.&nbsp; Somehow he would have welcomed being chased by a horde of angry villagers with pitchforks and disrupted bowels, rather than being dragged to the ass end of the country into a moldering old forest brimming with things that would surely love to eat him, bones and all.<br><br>The richly-dressed man sighed, stroking his beard thoughtfully.&nbsp; It wasn't exactly as though he could have denied Lucrece her favor, least of all when the matter was of such importance to her faith.&nbsp; It seemed that no matter where he went there was always some young woman with troubles, and no matter how practical he tried to be Jeremiah could never bring himself to turn them away.&nbsp; He wondered idly if that was a fatal flaw or a mark of a morally upstanding individual.&nbsp; Probably a little of both.<br><br>It was then that they came upon the sudden and violent sight of their quarry battling off some elf and his earthen companion, and it was all he could do to keep the startled horses from bolting off in a panic.<br><br>"Great Mouqol's ghost!&nbsp; What in the devil is that?" he choked out, dumbfounded by the scene before him. <br><br>[Initiative Roll] 1d20+2= 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25615)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 06:51:25</strong>
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				<div align="center">Grace (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=104278.msg4562304#msg4562304)<br></div><br>So a priest everyone thought was fine suddenly steals a map of their vaults and is for some reason wanted. 15 000 gp is someone wanting them seriously. Not many have that just lying about, what does he know about that map that make's it worth risking so much ?<br><br>Grace Had rode with the alchemist, some she was with had hired her services, <br>and been generous about it too.. Technically this was her first patron.<br><br>Then the scene of the battle explained more than what could be put into words.<br><br>While kicking her horse into action, she didn't stop to think about what others wanted to do. To Grace knowing that man's reasons for doing this could be worth more than what has been mentioned and didn't like the idea of being deprived of that chance.<br><br><strong>"Something doesn't make sense, what we really want to do is question him, for that he must be alive."<br></strong><br>Grace drew her master-worked great-sword. It was lighter than what males her height would choose but balanced beautifully. Not magical but it certainly felt comforting. And Grace was good at using it too. Handy for times like ...<br><br>As grace galloped towards the creature its nature became more obvious. Made of Stone ?<br>Lords ! As she galloped She thought to try something more appropriate. <br><br><strong>"Someone following that druid"</strong> - Grace hand-signaled to those behind her.<br><br>Her next action would be simple. She wasn't strong enough to grab the man and keep riding,<br>trying would only yank her from her saddle. But the next beast thing seemed natural to her<br><br>Grace rolled off her horse right to intentionally knock Brathion out of harms way,<br>but placing herself in its stead.... to which she would try and get to her feet <br>and defend <strong>(Combat Expertise)</strong>. Giving the stranger time to catch his breath.<br><br><hr><br>i rolled - 13 in total for my initiative.<br>I am doing something right riding though i hope<br>Ride = 9 + take 10 = +19<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 09:12:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>Tailee had all but laid haphazardly on the alchemists wagon as it moved forward. While one might question her choice to hitch a ride on someone else's form of transportation without permission as being rather rude, she didn't at all see it as a bad thing. She found herself rather comfortable on the trip. It was the nature of a young woman who was raised by Fae to general be rather carefree and view the world rather openly. To her, nothing was truly owned by anyone. Sure she might hold personal possessions and have valued goods she had on her own self, but they never truly felt they belong her, only that fate brought them into her possession. She almost seemed to be napping in the wagon despite the rather odd way of laying upon the goods. The need to bother with her own transportation just seemed rather troublesome and left to much work for her to handle to keep a creature healthy and alive. It also tended to be rather difficult to hide away or sneak into a home should she decide to make it a place to rest for the night, whether the owners approved of it or not.<br><br>The request seemed rather troublesome for her at first. While wealth was always a useful thing to possess, it was rather easy to pick it from the pocket of another if she needed some. Material goods didn't particularly interest her beyond the sake of simply holding it. Sure she might steal some valuables from time to time, but she rarely ever kept her hands on it. She often traded valuable goods for much less valuable meals and other things to those who might find a better use for it. It wasn't obtaining some rare object that brought her happiness, it was the act of taking it without being noticed. While she might be lazy at times and very care free, it wasn't unusual for boredom to set in. Seeing the quest being undertaken by others, she couldn't help but notice the rather comfy wagon the one man seemed to have. It was more then another motivation to sneak onto it and make it a nice bed when he wasn't looking. Whether he might of noticed her presence at some point during the journey, she didn't really know nor care. <br><br>Her light nap was quickly interrupted as she felt the motions of the wagon suddenly jolt to a stop as the sound of horses panicking filled her ears. She cracked open her groggy eyes looking forward almost haphazardly at the creature. Despite seeming at one moment to be completely out of wack and having just woken up in a daze, she seemed all so quick to adjust herself as she seemed suddenly ready to spring into action from where she was on the cart. She was rather use to moving quickly from being woken rather suddenly before when those pesky home owners might end up returning as she was so comfortably sleeping in their bed.<br><br><hr>Init: 20+5 = 25<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012354/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012354/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 13:43:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece had done almost all but beg that she handle this matter with Barathion the man was the closest thing to family she had and a former mentor, at one time he had been the very guiding light she looked too to answer the questions of her faith.&nbsp; Yet now it was questions of a different kind others would have of his very faith and she was bound to find the answer, she was sure in her heart that there must be a reasonable explanation sure that what Barathion did would be for some good cause or the will of Pholtus. She had not made her feelings clear to anyone within the faith of course for then they have sent others in her place, others who would not take care to question or seek proper trial and justice for Pholtus.<br><br>Lucrece had told her companions who she traveled with however of the situation that she knew the man they hunted, she did not elaborate on how other than that she had spent time with him in the past studying scriptures and law. This was no lie of course and it blended well with her supposed reasons for traveling with the carts troupe, she served to spread the word and handle affairs of the church of Pholtus of course they knew she took on bounties from time to time and hunted wanted men and women alike.&nbsp; She was grateful of her traveling companions and felt that the traveling cart served her purposes well, that it enabled her to better service Pholtus. <br><br>As was quite usual for Lucrece her attire seamed unfitting of a priestess this day as was more common when she traveled she dressed for the occasion, today her outfit however seamed far more bleak than usual and those who had traveled with her may note that meant she pursued a task she considered most somber. She wore a long traveling coat of the darkest night embroidered and lined with scarlet stitching and patterns, this was worn over a scarlet and white thrilled tunic her mithril chain and dark leather pants suited for riding and tracking.&nbsp; A top her head was the noted absence of her favored floating stone the light that seemingly always accompanied her was absent, in its place was a wide brimmed black travel hat with scarlet band a single crows feather for decoration. <br><br>Lucrece was traveling on her own trained light horse Lunela this day she preferred the creatures speed and size, it was far better for her purpose and did not arose much suspicion as to her nature. She had been lagging behind the cart slightly as she was looking out for tracks and signs, wanting to be sure she had not missed anything or been mislead by a false trail. As they came upon the situation she gently spurred her horse on and aimed to circle around to a better position to see what was going on, as she caught sight of the strange beast she thought there was something vaguely familiar about it but could not be sure had she seen such a thing in crude drawing in some book before. <br><br><em><strong>"Barathion.."</strong></em> She gasped slightly but quickly hid her shock and spoke in a clearer tone <em>"He must not fall to this beast, we must protect him he has much to explain."<br></em><br>She glanced of in the direction of the person who was claimed a druid but did not see any cause to break away to pursue them, It was not her primary concern and was something which could be dealt with later. <em>"No stick together deal with one problem at a time, do not be distracted by that one we must dispatch this foul beast and secure Barathion safely." </em><br>&nbsp;<hr><div align="center"><strong>Ewe's Little Box of dice rolls</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><br><em>Knowledge Planes roll </em><br>1d20+8=11 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012568/)<br><br><em>Initiative Check roll</em><br>1d20+6=13 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012574/)<br><br><em>Ride Lunela</em><br>1d20+8=26 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012606/)</div></div></div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 15:49:21</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br>Jojel could tell through the tightly gripped reins in his small hands that the horses were nervous. He didn't blame them. This dim forest was far from their usual environs. He could handle the bustle of the city, or the dark of the night on a country road when traveling quickly away from some small town where the troupe had overstayed their welcome. He hadn't signed up for this kind of adventure. But money was tight, as usual, and the prize in this case was too great to ignore. Plus there was Lucrece. They owed her, no question, and even if there wasn't a debt there was something there like a friendship. Friends were too valuable to squander. You never knew when you'd need to use one for something.<br><br>It had been a long time, thankfully, since the halfling had needed to rely on the sharp steel at his belt instead of the sharp tongue in his head. Something told him that whatever they ran across here in the Dread Woods might not be so amenable to clever talk and an impish grin. It was a good thing they had the knight along. She looked like she could handle herself in almost any situation, except maybe a card game. And he'd seen Oz get down and dirty a few times too. Though the thought of that just reminded him that the creaky wooden wagon under him was packed to the slats with explosives, which did little to calm his nerves.<br><br><br>Suddenly everything was happening at once. The horses were the first to react, beginning to rear. Jojel yanked hard on the reins, struggling to bring them under control. "Whoa! You worthless nags!" He didn't know clearly what the monstrous earthen figure in front of them was, but he knew that if they lost the wagon it was going to be a really long walk back.<br><br>"<em>May the road rise up to meet you</em>, my sweet ass," he grumbled.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Dice rolls</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><br><em>Knowledge Planes roll </em><br>1d20+3=12 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012686/)<br><br><em>Initiative Check roll</em><br>1d20+5=18 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012687/)<br><br><em>Handle Animal roll</em><br>1d20+5=17 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3012688/)<br><br></div></div></div><br><br>[/quote]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 09:15:07</strong>
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				(I'll also point out that none of you ever saw the man who summoned the monster as you arrived late for that. Just to make sure you keep in game knowledge in check)<br><br><hr><br>The monsterous shale behemoth does not notice the arrival of the heroes to the battle and it is quite perplexed when Barathion is shunted out of harms way by a woman on horseback eager to attack the monster. None the less its summoning was quite clear on what it needed to do and it would deal with the interlopers as best as it possibly can. Its a touch slow to react however as everyone seems to have the upper hand upon it for the moment which may make all the difference between life and death. Not just for Barathion but for themselves as well. <br><br><strong>(FIGHT!) </strong><br><br><hr><br>Perception Check Failed.<br>Initiative Roll: 16<br><br>(The lot of you now have a surprise round. After which we all go onto Round 1. On count 16 of Initiative of Round 1 the monster will act. Good luck.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 09:25:36</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><strong>Grace<br></strong></div><br>If the man that left was the one they wanted in discuss or if this was the real deal didnt matter anymore. Not when a brute is about to pound you into the ground. This time the warrior was quick on her feet although too late into the game to know what was going on unfortunately. Rising to her feet quickly with sword in hand, she rolled into a defensive stance and spent all of her focus avoiding being injured. Several slow but brutal pounds saw her rolling, her sword attempting nothing other than to milk its energy to help her move when she could.<br><br><strong>"Um guys if there is a plan, love to hear it now but for the lack of it is the last thing I think of"<br></strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Combat expertise (full our defense with mobility and combat expertise)<br><br>http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8528# (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8528#)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 11:42:41</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Doing what he does best. --</strong><br><hr><br>It is hardly surprising to note that the vast majority of people in the world would, if thrust in front of some sort of monstrous sculpted titan that seemed very much intent on pulverizing them and everyone they happened to give one jot about into a fine red paste, promptly soil themselves and then run as fast as their cowardly legs could carry them.&nbsp; It was a damn good thing then that Jeremiah Oz was <em>not</em> most people, and that he had personally learned a very <em>different</em> method of dealing with unforeseen problems.&nbsp; The intricacies of his plans often changed depending on the situation, but to save on time most of them ultimately just boiled down to <em>blowing it up with reckless abandon until thoroughly, <strong>utterly</strong> solved.</em><br><br>With a swift whip of the reins he drove the wagon forward and to the right, stopping just twenty feet away from the hulking creature.&nbsp; With all the speed and grace that only years of study and practice can afford, the alchemist's hands imbued his innate power into one of the twelve catalyst vials clasped to his vest, slipped it deftly into a black orb that fit quite snugly in his fist, and swung a rather impressive curve ball at the fearsome beast.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>[Precise Bomb]&nbsp; Grace's square unaffected by splash damage.</strong><br>[Ranged Touch Attack] 1d20+5+1=23 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25789)<br>[Fire Bomb Damage] 3d6+5=12 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25790)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 14:57:03</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br><em>Well, they could simply run away...</em> The motion of the carriage under him was a pretty clear signal that that particular course of action was closed to them. Jeremiah was steering them directly toward the enormous creature. At least the horses would have enough sense not to ram the thing. He hoped.<br><br>The creature looked stupid, but not mindless. That was good. Because clearly the best thing to do in this situation was to draw its attention. Jojel rose up to his full height, standing on the driving board of the carriage. His voice, coming from such a small frame, was surprisingly loud.<br><br>"Hey! You! That's right, you, you walking strip mine. Can you hear me, or are the earthworms crawling through your head too loud? I was just wondering -- when you pick your nose, do you use an actual pick? Because you've got this lump of moss that really needs attending to. Right here. No, your left, not my left."<br><br>If he was lucky, it would buy the man on the ground a few moments. If he was really lucky, he'd be alive at the end of this to accept the man's thanks.<br><br><br>[Disappearing Act] Use to make Barathion invisible to the creature. Will save, DC 16.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 21:28:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece did not stop to take in the situation a moment longer she dismounted from her horse and drew her bow, calling upon the blessings of Pholtus she instilled within her bow a tiny spark of her God's awe inspiring power so that it might serve better. She intoned her prayer with the greatest reverence and a somber serious tone her hands gesturing with the symbol of faith that hung ever about her neck.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Grant me thy servant the strength to carry out your will great Pholtus, let my arrows serve to destroy this foe in your glory and name for your's is the divine and perfect justice."</em><br><br>She reached over her shoulder to her quiver as she finished her prayer and felt the power instilled within her grasp, pulling free an arrow and drawing it back she brought the bow glowing with traces of her divine prayer to bear on the creature aiming to fire when she got the chance.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">So basically Lucrece is attempting to cast weapon of awe (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/w/weapon-of-awe), and just prepare to fire at the creature in the next round. </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>08-05-2011, 22:24:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>Tai could see the creature and seemed a little bit uneasy about its over-all appearance. By far, it wasn't exactly something that seemed to really have a weak spot from a distance. <em>Such a pain... I don't want to dull my blades on something that seems so hard as that.... </em> She thought to herself more so out of the idea of getting her weapons dulled rather then the situation at hand. It wasn't so much that she didn't care about the man in trouble, more so her rather lazy mind finding it troublesome she might need to sharpen her blades after. She wasn't fond of having to inspect her blades rather then lay back and relax on the comfy wagon after. Despite those thoughts, she wasn't going to simply sit back idle either. <br><br>Tailee quickly moved herself towards the creature as she began to draw both of her Sawtooth blades. She gripped tightly at the blade as she reached up the the creature. She sliced forward with her left most blade. She aims as best she can towards what she could see as a join in hopes of using it as a weak point on the creature. She kept her firm grip as she made sure not to loose hold her grip from striking such a touch creature as she stood at the ready to react, hopefully her attack along with the aid of the others catching it off guard enough to give them a much greater advantage, while saving the injured man.<br><br><hr>Moved up to creature's side and drew her weapons as she did so.<br><br><strong>Attack Roll:</strong> 11+7= <strong>18</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015495/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015495/)<br><br><strong>Damage Roll:</strong> 7+5= <strong>12</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015497/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015497/)<br><br><strong>Sneak attack:</strong>&nbsp; 3+3+1= <strong>7</strong> (In the rare chance it actually might not be immune. ^^;; ))<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015502/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3015502/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 21:37:08</strong>
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				The fire got the beasts attention as it easily burns since its made up of ground and whatever happens to be mixed with the ground. The blade of the woman known as Tailee struck true but since this thing was made of stone the body was a lot more resistant to her blow. Still it was quite effective with brining the bastard down by a peg. Barathion would immediately get back up to his feet now able to recover from those back to back battles however no one sees Barathion anymore because of the disappearing act pulled by the halfling. The creature turned now to face whom had gotten past his reach whilst his back was turned and proceeds to do battle with the party.<br><br><hr><br>(Round 1, All players post your actions. And remember this thing is taller then you so pay careful attention to what you do near it.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 21:49:24</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Doing what he does best. --</strong><br><hr><br>Seeing the fires from the explosive wash over the monstrosity's plant-laden hide filled the normally cowardly alchemist with a new sense of confidence.&nbsp; If it could burn, then he could kill it, and he'd be damned if he'd allow it to lay even one sodden finger on him or his companions this day!&nbsp; Jeremiah let himself down from the front of the wagon and urged the horses onwards to get both them and their only form of transportation sufficiently out of harm's way for the rest of them to do battle.&nbsp; He repeated the practiced steps of bomb preparation, then pitched the next explosive towards its mark!<br><br><strong>[Initiative 18]</strong><br>[Handle Animal] 1d20= 15 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25887)<br><strong>[Precise Bomb]&nbsp; Allied squares unaffected by splash damage.</strong><br>[Ranged Touch Attack] 1d20+5= 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25888)<br>[Fire Bomb Damage] 3d6+5= 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25889)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 22:23:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>The rogue watched as the flames seemed to take hold of the creature. She observed as the others seemed to react rather quickly to the creature without any heistations of their own. It was a good thing for her, the last thing she wanted was to charge in carelessly on her own and get pummeled by the giant earthly being. Seeing the creature's attention turn to the group, she knew it was time to move. She took a quick 5 foot step by the creature, attempting to find a better angle to attack. The creature had seemed rather resilient to her blows,&nbsp; though she wasn't about to let that to deter her. She clutched at the handle of her blades as she prepared to strike the creature from her new position. She sliced horizontally with her left blade as she struck at the creatures tough body as her other hand swung down diagonally with her second blade to strike at it.&nbsp; <br><br><hr>5 Foot Step towards creature's back side.<br><br><strong>First Attack Roll:</strong> 16+7 = <strong>23</strong> (+2 if flanking)<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017372/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017372/)<br><br><strong>First Damage:</strong> 5+5 = <strong>10</strong> (+1 if flanking)<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017378/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017378/)<br><br><strong>Second Attack Roll:</strong> 3+7 = <strong>10</strong> (+2 if flanking)<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017375/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017375/)<br><br><strong>Second Damage:</strong> 6+5 = <strong>11</strong> (+1 if flanking) <br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017379/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3017379/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 13:37:36</strong>
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				Sure the things huge and heavy, but that just means somewhere its dependent on something very needfully.<br>Ok so its big, strong, no obvious weak points. So what would need to take the most weight ? <br><br>Its knees of course. <br><br>Hours being bruised there made one painfully aware how reliant a warrior is on footwork to do ANYTHING well. When dueling, if either has any problem with their foot work, was it slippery ? floor uneven ? it didnt really matter ...unless something miraculous happens its lights out.&nbsp; <br><br>Having your enemy in such a situation is advantage better than an injury.&nbsp; Holding her sword up high the warrior rammed it town , but its hilt end first. Trying to time exactly when the closest knee would have the most weight, which would pretty much mean any time the other is moving . <br><br>If she can manage a solid enough crack, then with each step it will be injuring itself more. <br><br><strong>"Too dust my ghastly golem !"</strong><br><br><hr><br>Attack: rolled (6 of 20) +10 = 16<br>Damage 2d6 + 4 = 2,6+ 4 = 12 damage
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 14:17:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece was usually fast to react but today she had let things get to her she had been slightly startled by the sight of Barathion, it had been such a long time she knew this was going to be a difficult job but then that is one of the reasons she felt the need to do it. She steadied her bow and took her time to aim this day mindful of the others around the beast, Lucrece was no stranger to firing into crowds she had well learned how to avoid hitting an innocent.&nbsp; She breathed deeply and stilled her heart as she prepared to take the shot aiming for what she thought represents the beast eyes, she whispered to her arrow and conjured forth wrathful thoughts this beast was not of her god not of the order she served to her it was far from natural.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Strike true and just barbed bane of my foe, strike this creature out from the most holy light of our lord."</em><br><br>Lucrece let the arrow fly as she instilled her wrath into the arrow hoping to make it a dreadful bane to the creature, of course if she missed all would be wasted.&nbsp; <br><br><hr><div align="center"><strong>Ewe's Little Box of dice rolls</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br><br><div align="center"><strong>Initiative count:</strong>13<br><strong>Swift action:</strong> imbue Bane (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/magic-weapons#TOC-Bane) to bow (Elementals) <br><strong>Attack action:</strong> fire bow: 1d20+6=24 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3018626/) Base attack with weapon quality and deadly aim penalty applied, so would be 25 if within 30ft, or 27 if within 30ft and an elemental or 26 if just an Elemental.<br><strong>Roll Modifiers:</strong> If Elemental +2 to hit and damage +2d6 bane damage, If within 30ft +1 to hit and Dmg, Deadly Aim -1 to hit +2 dmg, Spell effect weapon of awe +2 sacred bonus to Dmg.<br><strong>Damage:</strong> 1d8+6=7 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3018627/) +1 if within 30ft +2d6+2 if Elemental (2d6+2=13 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3018628/))</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 21:28:32</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br>"For the love of the gods, Oz, I'll handle the damn horses! You blow that thing up!"<br><br>Jojel let Jeremiah get safely onto the ground, or at least almost, before driving the wagon out of the reach of the giant creature. The thing looked pretty fast, though. If it came to a race, he wasn't sure if the two horses could pull fast enough to outdistance it. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that.<br><br>At the edge of the clearing he pulled them to a stop before turning back to witness the combat. He was pretty sure he could hit that thing with a sling stone - it was almost the proverbial broad side of a barn. But one more little rock added to the big pile wasn't going to have too much effect. That's what the heavy hitters were for, and another distraction might help them out. Jojel slid a slim ivory wand from a pocket on the side of his haversack and traced a small sigil in the air with its dimly glowing tip. <br><br>"You've got eyes at least, big guy. And eyes can be pecked."<br><br>With a faint cloud of a smoke an eagle appeared, diving out of the clear sky to assault the earthen creature's face with a flurry of claws and bites.<br><br>-----------------<br>Wand of Monster Summoning I<br>Summoned creature: Celestial Eagle (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/bestiary/monster-listings/animals/avians/eagle/summoned-creature-eagle (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/bestiary/monster-listings/animals/avians/eagle/summoned-creature-eagle))<br>hp 5; AC 14; 2 talons +3 (1d4), bite +3 (1d4)<br><br>Attacks:<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3019091/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3019091/)<br>talon 12+3 = 15, talon 2+3 = 5, bite 6+3 = 9<br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3019097/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3019097/)<br>dmg 4, 1, 3<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 13:04:27</strong>
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				The shale like creatures eyes were being scratched by the celestial eagle and yet this does nothing what so ever. Its as if his eyes were made of gemstones or crystals that are harder then the talons of the eagle. Obviously this annoys more then distracts and with a violent clap of two very crude hands crushes the celestial eagle like it was a a turkey that swallowed alchemists fire. Speaking of which, that alchemists fire is really having a lot of effect against the damn beast as it always seems to linger on it making ground turn to ash. <br><br>The warriors blade scrapes off one of the arms as the creatures body seemed a touch impervious to that blade of hers for the moment. Amazingly the rogue who had been hiding in the wagon scores a good blow against the beast but the blade doesn't seem to sink i nearly as it does. It was taking every bit of power to damage it. The arrow from the archer on the other hand flies straight at the creature making it actually stagger backwards in obvious pain and its thick slate and rock like body did absolutely nothing to stop the arrow despite how it had been shrugging the remaining blows off. <br><br>In retaliation for all this he turned his attention to the warrior and slams his fist into her and the force was great enough to send her flying back damn near on her feet and a nice marking of her plate mail indicated that if it wasn't for that the damn thing might have punched a freaking hole right through her. Being Mithril she could ding it out but for now that was going to be a nice reminder of the new bruises she has underneath her body. The dead celestial bird vanishes back to where it came from... next time the summoner needs to pick something a little more effective... like a dire weasel.<br><br><hr><br>The Celestial Eagle is dead by a single blow. <br>Grace suffers 23 Damage.<br>Damage done to the monster so far: 61<br><br>Round Two is up. Make your posts and make them count.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 14:47:42</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Too cocky! --</strong><br><hr><br>There was just something about hurling dangerous explosives that filled Jeremiah with a rather unwholesome giddiness.&nbsp; It wasn't that he suffered from latent manic tendencies, or that fire excited him in some perverse manner.&nbsp; It would be more accurate to describe it as the sort of bewildering high one gets when one is in terrible danger, but managing to fight back with wild abandon all the same.<br><br>Unfortunately, this also led to some rather unfortunate accidents from time to time.&nbsp; As the alchemist wound up for another throw, the his normally cautious fingers fumbled it at the very last moment, sending it soaring with less-than-pinpoint accuracy!<br><br>"<em>Double drat!</em> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"> Fire in the hole!</span>"<br><br><strong>[Precise Bomb] No splash damage on allied squares.</strong><br>[Ranged Touch Attack] 1d20+5= 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25966)<br><em>On the remarkable chance that this hits...</em><br>[Fire Bomb Damage] 3d6+5= 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25967)<br><em>And even if it doesn't...</em><br><strong>[Splash Damage] 3+5= 8</strong><br><strong>[Reflex Save] DC 17</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 15:04:51</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br>Jojel watched as his recently-summoned eagle paid a very brief visit to the material plane before returning to its celestial realm. His frown turned to a smile, though, as he taunted. "That's right, you stupid pile of mud! There's plenty more where that came from, and if it keeps you from hurting my friends---"<br><br>The thump of stone on metal drowned out whatever he was going to say next, and he watched as Grace was thrown backwards. <br><br>"....Oh." So not as much of a distraction as he might have hoped. <br><br>Well... The bigger they are, the harder they fall on your companions. Or something like that. Jojel spoke a few mystic words, wiggling his stubby fingers in the well-known gesture. This had better work. He was using the really good butter.<br><br>--------------------<br><br>Cast <strong>Grease</strong> (http://plothook.net/d20/prd/spells/grease.html#grease (http://plothook.net/d20/prd/spells/grease.html#grease)), 10' square at the creature's feet.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:46:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece was a women to allow herself few pleasures in her life but she took delight in the effects of her arrow, seeing it as just and divine favor whenever things went her way for the cause Lucrece felt her faith proven.&nbsp; But there was little pride for it was the will of her god that guided her she could never succeed without his guiding light, but she could fail and she felt the pangs of failure more so than others.&nbsp; And so a smile crept across her face and she made quick to reach for and notch another arrow to deliver further punishment to this most foul abomination of the land. <br><br>Lucrece pulled the arrow from her efficient quiver and drew it back on her long bow it was not the most favored tool, but she was as proficient with its use as with a crossbow and here out in the open it could be used better perhaps.&nbsp; Her eyes fell down the length of the arrow once more and this time she regarded the beast with silent judgment no words now just the cruel barb from her bow. <br><br><hr><div align="center"><strong>Ewe's Little Box of dice rolls</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br><div align="center"><strong>Initiative count:</strong>13<br><strong>Attack action:</strong> fire bow: 1d20+6=14 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022021/) Base attack with weapon quality and deadly aim penalty applied, so would be 15 if within 30ft, or 17 if within 30ft and an elemental or 16 if just an Elemental.<br><strong>Roll Modifiers:</strong> If Elemental +2 to hit and damage +2d6 bane damage, If within 30ft +1 to hit and Dmg, Deadly Aim -1 to hit +2 dmg, Spell effect weapon of awe +2 sacred bonus to Dmg.<br><strong>Damage:</strong> 1d8+6=10 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022024/) +1 if within 30ft +2d6+2 if Elemental (<br>2d6+2=9 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022025/))<br></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 23:55:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>Tailee noticed how little her blades seemed to do despite her blows. While it was evident that it was doing some damage, it was far from what she might normally expect from such blows. None the less, she wasn't going to simply back down. She quickly moved further behind the creature as to ensure her flanking position, her long hair gently lagging behind her movements. She could see the armored woman taking a rather strong blow and decided it was best to act further. She wasn't going to allow that hit on her go off without some form of retaliation. She shifted her stance as she swung twice with each weapon, striking at the rock creature as she utilized any advantage she might have in its position and assault by her present allies. With such a strong assault, it only meant she would be that much less likely to be focused and could slowly whittle away at the creature. She hoped that her efforts might help to whittle away at the creature just enough to hopefully help bring it down.<br><br><hr>5 Foot Step behind creature<br><br><strong>First Attack Roll:</strong> 16+7(+2) = <strong>25</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022564/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022564/)<br><br><strong>First Damage:</strong> 3+5(+1) = <strong>9</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022569/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022569/)<br><br><strong>Second Attack Roll:</strong>&nbsp; 5+7(+2) = <strong>14</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022567/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022567/)<br><br><strong>Second Damage:</strong> 7+5(+1) = <strong>13</strong><br>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022570/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3022570/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 14:45:44</strong>
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				<br>Her friends seemed to be springing into action. Before the warriors eyes it was flaming and some bird was clawing at its eyes. Not enough to do much but distract the thing but that was all that this warrior needed. With the same tactic she employed before she sort to damage the same knee. Break damn it. Her force was the same but her timing was better this time.<br><br><hr>Attack of Oppitunity: Take 10 + 10 = 20 (attacks the knee again)<br>Damage 2d6 + 4 = 3,5+ 4 = 12 damage<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 01:06:43</strong>
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				The creature bellowed once more as the bad shot by the alchemist could not miss such a broad target and the creatures formidable shell of earth and stone did little to stop the fire tagging it. The warrior had her attack strike home and the thief followed in suite. Thats when a touch of extra cunning comes into play for a grease spell had been cast soaking the grounds. Because when the creature stepped forward again it began to stagger and stumble making it easy prey for the arrow that flew forward striking the beast in the head. It tumbles backwards onto the ground and the fire upon it ignited the grease making it burn completely into ash. A fairly impressive display of power had been thwarted by the five of them. <br><br>Barathion was busy tending to his wounds. He gave a sigh of relief as he spoke to them <strong>"Thank you. I wasn't looking forward to facing that <em>thing</em> again."</strong> How he had managed to take one of those creatures down on his own was probably something that could only be imagined by them. The lot of them now could see the creature begin to dissolve before them into nothingness. The summoner of the eagle would easily know what that meant. It means that it was a summoned creature.<br><br><hr><br>Damage Sustained: 104<br><br>Those with Knowledge Arcana may roll again to identify the creature after the battle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 01:29:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece hid her satisfaction of the beasts defeat for the time and strode forward to check on and confront Barathion, it was her first concern but she did not look to him first instead she knelt down before him and sifted at the ash of the creature raising some of it in her palm and allowing it to fall free in the breeze.&nbsp; <em>"Praise be Pholtus." </em><br><br>She glanced to her side looking at Barathion with a stern gaze but she could not maintain it and a smile crept across her face. <em>"What are you up to old Father ? there is much you have to explain."</em> She reached out placing a hand gently over his wrist where he any other man she might attempt to restrain him, but she could not believe he would harm her or attempt to flee.&nbsp; <em>"Come let us find place for camp you must be tired, then you can tell us a tale what do you say Barathion ?" </em>Her smile warmed slightly to him and she looked at him once more as she had many times before, he was the closet thing to a father figure and mentor Lucrece had known. <br><br>Lucrece glanced up to check upon her companions hopeful that none of them had been gravely injured, she smiled at the realization that nobody had been so unlucky the had proven themselves well against the creature. <br><br><em>"Well fought friends your swiftness and cleverness has saved at least one this day I dare say, you have my thanks are any of your hurt ?"&nbsp; </em><br>&nbsp;<br><hr><div align="center"><strong>Ewe's Little Box of dice rolls</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br><div align="center"><strong>Knowledge Arcana roll:</strong> 1d20+8=20 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3025359/)<br></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 06:37:33</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br>The halfling, still standing on the driving board of the carriage, took a few moments to calm the horses. They were a good pair, not too spirited. Which was why he and the carriage weren't being dragged through the forest right now, after the commotion in the clearing. He fed them each some sugar, then put the chock on the front wheels in case they get any ideas. Finally it seemed safe to mosey over to the center of the clearing, where the wisps of smoke that marked the site of the summoned beast's departure were almost dissipated.<br><br>This was evidently the man they were looking for, judging by Lucrece's manner. Well, that had been easier than he had expected. Now they just had to escort him back, willing or unwilling.<br><br>"Some tales are best told on the road, Lucrece. Let's mount up and get moving back to the city. That pile of rock didn't just happen along; somebody summoned it, and they might still be around."<br><br>--------------<br><br>Knowledge:Arcana (1+7=8). Jojel's pretty sure that this was a dragon of some sort. Or maybe an owlbear.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 06:52:49</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Relieved. --</strong><br><hr><br>Jeremiah grinned triumphantly, sauntering over to the pile of dust and gravel and giving it a good hard <em>kick</em>.&nbsp; "Another terrifying monstrosity slain, all thanks to chemistry!" he boasted, stroking his goatee with a bit of a flourish.&nbsp; "No need for applause, your smiling faces are all the thanks I'll ever need!"<br><br>As he looked around the group he seemed to remember something with a start, fumbling around in his robes as he made his way over to Grace.&nbsp; The man gave a little <em>'Aha!'</em>, procuring a slight length of wood from one of his pockets and waving it around in the warrior's general direction.&nbsp; She would feel a sudden warmth take hold, and soon her bruises and scrapes had faded nearly to nothing!<br><br><strong>[Cure Light Wounds] 5 Charges Used</strong><br><br>The alchemist smiled a bit less pompously and a bit more warmly this time, tucking the wand away again and giving Grace a short bow.&nbsp; "I cannot thank you enough, M'lady!&nbsp; Were it not for your fearlessness and fortitude, I dare say that creature may have succeeded in crushing one or all of us to death!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 07:03:25</strong>
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				<strong>"It certainly was close to doing that to me if it wasn't for your witchery fire"</strong> Grace caugh her breath.<br>She had rolled about and cartwheelled more than she used to. She was stunned she wasnt throwing up.<br><br>Probably would in a few minutes, if she tried to drink or eat in that time.<br><br><strong>"Well we are alive, and thankyou for your healing. us warrior women spend out fortune on spells removing scars, not having them appear in the first place or healed before they do is very much appreciated"<br></strong><br>The monster looked dead. Dust was only so threatening. Looking through the dust the warrior hoped to find two gems. Ones for it's eyes. Perhaps the entire thing went to dust, but you never knew... that bird did go for something sparkly, birds do. Its their attack instinct. It would have been more sparkly than the rest of the thing the warrior saw.<br><br><strong>"See to Barathion if you do have such talents. I am going to shift through the dust hoping to happen apon gems for eyes, I'm not counting on it, but with any luck it may do I have heard of such, if so we will be eating well tonight. Actaully even if we don't we should be - complements Barathionme's coin purse me thinks ! Hah ! Aint that right Brathionme ? "<br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 09:23:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>Tailee let out a soft sigh of relief as the creature faltered before disappearing. The rogue entangled her fingers together as she rested her head back against her hands in a rather lazy gesture. While everyone seemed to concern themselves with the man or with one another. The girl let out a light wave and a soft yawn as she waved a bit. <strong>"I'm going to nap a little more in the back of the wagon."</strong> She spoke out rather nonchalant. Truthfully, she didn't even know if most of the group even knew of her existence. As far as she knew, only the alchemist might of known about her very existence with the group. She softly hummed softly as she wandered back towards the wagon without any care at all. She jumped in and laid herself once again in a rather odd position in the back of the wagon. Her hands rested back behind her head once again as she yawned a bit. She seemed to not have a single care in the world, which was practically what she believed in her own mind. While she was compelled to help the man, she didn't feel the need to actually bother with talking to him or asking if he was alright. Her good deed was done.<br><br>Her eyes closed as she yawned lazily as if to act if she might be falling asleep. Despite her more outward appearance she still remained rather awake and alert. Her ears listened carefully to what the people spoke of while keeping herself contently out of the situation. She enjoyed such strange forms of entertainment. The fact they had entered into a battle as they did before only sparked more interest in her to 'tag along' with the group and get a feel for what they might be trying to accomplish. She didn't need any of their approval or satisfaction in her actions to make her feel like she belonged. So long as things remained interesting and enjoyed some free food and adventure, it was not likely at all she would allow them to part ways with her, even if they tried. She stretched a little as she found a better position on 'her' new bed as she kept her eyes shut to keep herself from being actively involved at this point while catching onto what their quest might actually be.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 12:47:34</strong>
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				Barathion was surprised to see such a familiar face this far from Greyhawk and he smiled <strong>"Lucrece? Thank the light for your arrival but what are you doing here?"</strong> Barathion said with inquiry as he took up the wrist of Lucrece and got back up to his feet. He would look on to his longtime friend and foster child in a sense as he would look to the talks that were going on about heading back to Greyhawk. <strong>"You're here to bring me back to Greyhawk, child?"</strong> Barathion didn't resist this as he looked to the lot of them as he spoke with regret but conviction <strong>"I had no choice in this matter. The elders of our temple are well meaning but misguided."</strong> He said explaining this calmly to the adventurers. Unfortunately there was nothing left of the creature's body. It vanished when it was defeated so soundly by the party as it had been summoned after all. <br><br><hr><br>To those whom passed the Knowledge Check, you know for certain you just fought an Earth Elemental. A very big one by the lot of ash left behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 22:56:48</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Curious. --</strong><br><hr><br>Jeremiah nodded warmly to Grace, his robes billowing with a practiced dramatic flair as he turned to attend to the recovering Barathion.&nbsp; He tapped the wand idly against his opposite hand like an irritated school teacher with a slide rule.&nbsp; <br><br>"Are you injured, Master Barathion?" he asked curtly.&nbsp; "Moreover, perhaps you could explain yourself.&nbsp; We've only met but a few times, but I hadn't pegged you as the sort to run off so haphazardly, nor to steal from your own church!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 23:27:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece listened to Barathion and gladly assisted him to his feet checking him over, she was about to answer and speak further when Jeremiah appeared with a host of his own questions.&nbsp; She was obviously disturbed by this interruption as she glanced to him with a slightly peeved look <em>"<strong>Jeremiah</strong> can you not find something better to do, I will deal with Barathion if he is hurt I will tend to it if he is to explain himself to anyone it will be me first.&nbsp; You do not speak for the Church of Pholtus you are not his servant do you even follow his teachings? let me handle this as I must and choose."</em> <br><br>She seamed to become more angry with each word at the thought of a non believer interrupting her duties and daring to think to question instead of her, she needed the answers and would find them in her way. After a moment however as she pushed aside the feelings they where no use and they would only hinder her, she smiled slightly and glanced down for a moment before looking back to Jeremiah. <em>"Please forgive me my friend but this is something I must handle, this is my duty not yours there is much to discover of course but I am the one to ask it first and then I will reveal the truth to all and we will do as must based upon that. You played your part well in the battle and I am grateful for that and I do not interfere in your business and sales, please do not do so to me now you may have your time for questions later but this is my place and time you intervene upon now."<br></em><br><br>She looked back to Barathion not wanting to leave his questions unanswered and wanting to discover the truth for herself, that was indeed her purpose and why she had come why she had insisted to be the one to bring him in. <em>"I am here to find you Barathion, as to if I will take you back in another matter I will listen to your word Father as always. I will judge your actions as I find them not as the Elders ascribe them to you, it is Pholtus who guides my judgment not they, if you have a purpose here if this serves our lord then you have nothing to fear from me as you should well know.&nbsp; It is you who taught me after all everything I believe is because of you, do not disappoint my faith in you Father."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 16:06:38</strong>
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				Barathion would start his explanation to them but more specifically to Lucrece Bennet. <strong>"I had a vision child. An apparition calling herself Ariadne appeared to me. She was a messenger from our God. Sent by Pholtus, she showed me the map and told me that it led to the Aryx Orthian."</strong> Thats quite an unusual name. <strong>"It is an ancient device with the power to purify evil. I must find it. For all of our sakes."</strong> Barathion seemed absolutely serious when he spoke to them. He then looks to see what they say to his revelation and looks to Lucrece. <strong>"If those years of raising you meant anything, you will let me complete my quest. There is much good to come of this. I swear to you child."</strong> Now a great choice needed to be made on what to do with Barathion.<br><br><hr><br>(Anyone with Knowledge History against DC 20 will pick up some information on this item.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 17:52:20</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Mildly offended. --</strong><br><hr><br>Jeremiah waited until Lucrece had turned back to her mentor before turning up his nose, muttering something under his breath about <em>religious fanaticism</em> as he pocketed his wand.&nbsp; It seemed to him that it didn't much matter <em>who</em> you worshiped, so long as you did your damnedest to help people in need.&nbsp; He'd rather attribute the woman's scorn to the heat of the moment, but she hadn't exactly been subtle about her beliefs in the past either.<br><br>Much as he'd like to question the man further, it seemed that she wouldn't be having any of it.&nbsp; The alchemist hadn't the faintest idea what an <em>Aryx Orthian</em> was anyway.&nbsp; Instead he stalked back towards the wagon, stopping at Jojel's side and ushering him gently away from the two followers of Pholtus.&nbsp; <br><br>"This is just what we need, eh Jojel?" he said, exasperation dripping from his lips.&nbsp; "Something about visions from their god, or somesuch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 01:11:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece had much on her mind she knew her ways may of offended Jeremiah but she was confident she could fix and mend that in time, it was the truth that was important now and the last thing she needed where interruptions or a badgered suspect.&nbsp; She listened to Barathion as he spoke intently focused on his words and manners looking for the man she once knew well and for any tell tale signs of change in his character, if there was some madness to his actions Lucrece felt sure she would root it out with but a glance. <br><br>This was the man who had practically raised her if she could not judge his character well then who could, she weighed his words for moments after he spoke them considering what he had said and pondering what best to do. <em> "Thank you Father, please be patient a moment while I consider this and bring the light of this revelation to my companions."<br></em><br><br>Lucrece turned away from Barathion and glanced about at her traveling companions, her gaze lingered upon Jeremiah for a moment and she headed over to him.&nbsp; She lightly bowed her head to him before speaking her voice taking a much gentler tone.<em> "I did not wish to chastise you my friend, I know you mean no harm by your questions and that you are curious, I apologize to you again for my tone but not for my motives this is my duty and my line of work I will not offer apology for that as I don't expect you will for your own that is fair no Jeremiah ? I would ask but one more moment of yours and our companions time however, we must together decide how to act upon this you must be the jury and witnesses and guide my decision of what we will do next with Barathion. I need you and our companions for that,&nbsp; please do not think that I do not see your part in things we are all necessary in bringing forth the truth and light and you have ever been most faithful companions to me.&nbsp; I ask that you forgive my shortness with you Jeremiah and that you see my place in this matter."</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 04:33:49</strong>
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				<strong>Jojel</strong><br><br>The halfling feigned indifference, but was actively eavesdropping on the conversation in the clearing. It seemed that this job wasn't going to be as straightforward as he might have hoped. His ears perked up further as he heard the elderly priest pronounce the alien words... "Aryx Orthian". An eldritch name, about which the young bard knew... absolutely nothing. It sounded impressive, though.<br><br>"You say the truth, Jeremiah," he consoled his friend. "And from the way our employer is acting, I don't think a couple of quick blackjacks and a quick ride to town are going to bring this matter to a close. We're in the muck again, aren't we?"<br><br>Lucrece soon approached and spoke her piece. She talked like a bard being paid by the word, but the gist was clear. It was Jeremiah's place to answer; he was the senior partner, even if only by a few minutes. Jojel had interrupted his show, after all, and not the other way around, years ago. Meanwhile he glanced back over his shoulder at the wagon, then cleared his throat.<br><br>"I'm sure that the two of you will come to some sort of agreement that ends up with me in worse trouble than ever. But before we're too hasty, I was wondering if I could get your take on another matter. Was anyone else in any way surprised to find that we happen to have the world's least timid stowaway pretending to take a nap on top of the carriage? Because, and this is just me speaking here, it took me a bit by surprise."<br><br><br><br><br>-------------<br>Knowledge Check: History -- 5 + 7 = 12<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 05:00:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>The stowaway had kept rather silent as she eavesdropped in on what everyone else was saying. She had little idea at all about really what was going on detail and in truth, really didn't care at all. She kept as she was in the wagon, laying in that rather strange position in relative comfort. The 'why' really wasn't what interested the girl in things it was always the how. She couldn't remember a time she could even consider 'why' she was doing something. Even the aspect of having something to eat never came in mind as she simply did things for the sake of doing it. She would snatch a piece of food in front of her if she saw it before her whether she was hungry or not. The 'why' was just such a bother to deal with. She let out a soft sigh of relief as she kept her eyes shut relaxing on top of the wagon. Truthfully, the conversation itself was a bit boring to her already. It simply didn't grab her interests much at all hearing things in such detail. <em>Why do people have to be so formal and detailed?</em> It always made the girl wonder why a very brief and simple explanation couldn't suffice. <br><br>The rogue heard as the little one speak out and associated with who he had been talking about as being her. Despite being brought up as a piece of conversation, she kept herself locked in place where she had her eyes closed and rested back on. She slowly lifted her one hand up from behind her head as she turned herself a little to keep her head from directly having contact with what she was laying upon. She waved her hand as if to shoo the little halfling away in a rather carefree way. <strong>"Don't worry about that, its nothing to be concerned with. Carry on with what you are doing."</strong> She spoke in a rather nonchalant manor as she seemed to play herself off as if it wasn't anything important to think about. She found nothing wrong at all about the fact she had rather casually found refuge laying on someone else's wagon and hitched a ride on it. Her hand slipped back in place behind her head as she let out a light yawn as if in response after he commented about her 'pretending' to nap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:54:38</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Mildly offended. --</strong><br><hr><br>Jeremiah did a simply admirable job of keeping a straight face as Lucrece explained herself, and his eyes did not roll even a fraction of an inch upwards.&nbsp; When she'd finally paused to take a breath and seemed to be finished talking, he forced as genuine a smile as he could possibly manage.&nbsp; "<em>Please</em> spare me the lofty speeches, M'lady.&nbsp; I do understand the particular sensitivities of your religion, I truly do, but you cannot fault a man for being a little cautious around someone who speaks of visions and gets attacked by magical constructs," he explained, slowly and deliberately.&nbsp; "I'll try to refrain from intruding on your business, so long as you can get some sensible explanations out of Sir Barathion.&nbsp; I don't particularly enjoy traveling <em>blind</em>, you see."<br><br>The alchemist only barely glanced back at Jojel, then did a swift double-take as he remembered something.&nbsp; "Oh!&nbsp; <em>That!</em>&nbsp; I mean <em>her</em>, rather."&nbsp; The man cleared his throat, growing flushed in the face.&nbsp; "I didn't mention her before?&nbsp; No?&nbsp; Well, you were <em>in</em> the wagon at the time, and I just so happened to glance back and see her feet sticking out over the roof--that was when I nearly charged us straight off the road, if you recall.&nbsp; A bit of whispered negotiations later and we gained a bit of a hanger-on, as it were."<br><br>He decided not to expound on the nature of said negotiations, which consisted primarily of his reservations buckling under the weight of the woman's pouty face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 09:29:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece smirked a little at Jeremiah's comment <em>"Oh quite the contrary you misunderstand me, I do not fault you for being cautious. I do not fault you at all I simply do not take kindly to being interrupted, I do find your lack of faith in others disturbing for you to think I would allow any of you to travel blind. I would of hoped you know me better than that I have placed my trust, confidence and patience in you many times and rarely asked questions of your trade." </em><br><br>She sighed slightly <em>"I am sorry you feel that way Jeremiah and I thank you, as for this girl I am not or was going to ask any questions of her presence or your reasons for allowing us to be blind to her. I trust you and she has proven herself a ally that is good enough for me. My faith in you remains the same as ever I just wish you could see that we are not one but many all serving the same cause have a little faith in your friends."</em><br><br>Lucrece bowed slightly to Jeremiah and offered a final warm smile she did not feel any ill will she was simply disturbed by the fact he seamed perhaps self obsessed and unwilling to wait or trust others, the melodramatics of it all slightly amused her it was not like she was trying to deceive or keep anything from them she had merely asked for patience and faith.&nbsp; She turned away and headed over to the chart where Tailee was pretending to nap, she glanced over her form and smiled a little before gently taping at shoulder. <em>"You need not hide away and attempt to escape our notice any longer girl, what is your name ? I am Lucrece Bennett as far as I am concerned you are welcome among us and I think you for your assistance I am sure you are curious as to what is going on ? I sense that you wish to accompany us too may we have your company so that we can discuss and decide as a group."</em>&nbsp; She waited allowing Tailee to speak and hoping that she would join them so that they could work out the next move to take together.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 16:02:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>The young rogue seemed a little bit stressed as a rather large amount of focus had been shifted over to her. After her attempts of getting herself to be shrugged off seemed to fail it left her in the rather odd spot of having to speak. People sure made it a point to question a person who was so casually just laying around and hitching a ride, specially after she was kind enough to help dispose of the threat rather then lounge back and let them handle it. She could feel the tapping of a hand at her shoulder as her eyes cracked open. She gave a light grumble as any chance of evading conversation at that point was gone. It wasn't that she was anti-social, simply put she was feeling a bit more on the lazy and laid back side right now. Her eyes looked up a bit tiredly at the woman. She meant no disrespect at all by her expression as she simply reacted as if she had been awaken from a nap she really had not even fallen into. The young woman kept her calm composure as she didn't seem to budge from her position as her eyes being open and her slight nod worked in her own mind as a plain enough gesture of acknowledgement.<br><br>A soft yawn escaped her lips as if to warm herself up a bit more before she finally gave a response. <strong>"Tailee... though you can call me Tai or lee... or make up any little name you wish for me. Anything at all works."</strong> She let out a slight shrug. <strong>"I don't have a proper last name of any sort to use as my parents found it a rather troublesome thing to bother with and I quite as much agree."</strong> Her voice was rather calm and relaxed as she added in the last portion as if to show a sign of contributing more the conversation. Her eyes looked to the young woman as she shook her head. <strong>"I'll come along as far as I feel fit. As far as what you do or what your actual quest might be, I care little about myself. You don't need to worry about explaining things to me."</strong> She spoke simply with a slight shrug. She was very blunt with her words as her carefree nature tended to be a bit sharp and touch upon some people's thoughts of her. She was an upfront person when her 'tasks' didn't call for her to be otherwise. Despite her actual opinion about caring, it wouldn't stop her from eavesdropping and finding things out on her own. There was a difference to her between actually caring about information and knowing it for the sake of being better informed and knowing how to react to it. A general gist of what was going on would suffice for her purposes right now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:50:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece looked to Tailee as she spoke smiling a little at her she nodded gently at her introduction and statement but did not seam to wish to end things there. <em>"Tailee it is, I was an orphan once too child I have no name or true purpose until I was found.&nbsp; Would you join us for a moment please even if you do not wish to give your opinion or listen at least share the moment itself among us, I would consider it an honor if you did but I will not force the issue do as you wish I thank you again for your help."</em><br><br>Lucrece bowed to Tailee and took a few steps backwards before turning and regarding the rest of the group she hoped they could make the decision together, it was unfortunate that Tailee did not seam interested but she could understand and well knew that some disliked making decisions.&nbsp; She moved closer to the the others once more and closed in on Barathion once more. <em> "Friend's we have a decision to make and it is not one I would force upon any of you,&nbsp; I believe that Barathion speaks the truth he is not a man to lie he is an honorable man and is following a quest of faith.&nbsp; Do we return him now then and interrupt his divine vision for what seams a most noble cause all because of a borrowed map ? or do we do as I believe we should and join with him an help him to pursue this glorious quest ?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:47:25</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Getting hip deep in trouble, as per usual. --</strong><br><hr><br>Jeremiah gave Jojel a sidelong glance.&nbsp; "You know, I think I may just have a poultice back in the wagon that will cure these <em>divine visions</em> quite efficiently.&nbsp; Failing that, I've heard that padded cells work <em>wonders</em> for this sort of thing."<br><br>He quickly cleared his throat, trying to pass it off as a joke.&nbsp; As usual his bluff was terribly unconvincing.&nbsp; "Of course, it seems to me that there is someone else in this bizarre equation that <em>does</em> believe Master Barathion's tale.&nbsp; After all, that <em>thing</em> was clearly not a natural organism by any stretch of the imagination.&nbsp; Perhaps it warrants further investigation.&nbsp; What say you, Jojel?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 18:22:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece smiled at Jeremiah's comment and words upon the matter she steeples her hands together and bowed her head, pondering whilst listening she thought upon that creature once more and realized that it's nature could prove an interesting clue.&nbsp; For a moment she considered if it was relevant before speaking up&nbsp; <em>"The creature was a elemental Jeremiah, I believe many may summon such a thing but perhaps Barathion will enlighten us to why and who is pursuing him."</em> She looked over at him for a moment before moving of toward her horse. <em>"Unless anyone disagrees or wishes to suggest other options I believe we should move on and follow Barathion's quest and investigate this Aryx Orthian."</em><br><em><br>"Would you like to ride in the cart Barathion or would you prefer to travel upon my horse, shall walk or ride with you whatever suits you but we will travel together from here." </em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 16:31:07</strong>
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				<strong>"I agree entirely. We have lingered too long here."</strong> Grace looked outwards scanning the horizon.<br><br><strong>"If a bounty is on his head. The fight we just managed is a good way to get others attention, if they are out there. And they will be."</strong><br><br>Grace mounted her horse again, and was better for the healing. <br><br>This Tailee girl sure was a novelty. This day was looking very strange. Like one of those crossroads in life, we anything can go in very directions very quickly.<br><strong><br>"You can talk to us of this evil artifect as we move towards it. If its interesting, convince us while we move"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 13:21:01</strong>
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				Barathion smiled brightly when his surrogate daughter of sorts said that she and her companions were joining his quest for the Aryx Orthian. <strong>"Wonderful! No time to waste then!"</strong> Barathion would let the team escort him along at the center of their trope so as to lay their fears to rest and began their journey. As they leave from the path where the battle took place the druid had been watching from within one of the oaks and ponders these turn of events. The sun begins to set as they continue towards down the winding road through the dark woods. The air grew colder as night would settle upon them. <strong>"Tis no wicked item m'lady if it can purify those with evil in their souls. Many would see me fail but I cannot afford to."</strong> Late into the hour you would wonder where Barathion is taking the lot of you. <strong>"I was on my way towards this place before you found me. An old waypoint for a decent rest and protect from many things."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yorubi</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 17:55:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tailee (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8536)</span></div><br>The rather content woman had found her way back to rest on the wagon. She seemed carefree despite what was told and the whole situation before her. They could be off to find some object to save the world and she would likely still be laying on the cart with the same relaxed attitude behind her. She listened to their speech as she kept herself comfortably reclined on the wagon. An item that can purify evil sounded in her mind to be a rather unimpressive thing. She couldn't help but wonder should the object instead have the ability to create tasty delights for her to consume. An item like that might make the rogue react eagerly to obtain such a thing. Her stomach rumbled lightly at the very thought as her hand touched upon it and gave it a light rub. She wondered if she could get some sweet foods in such a place like they were in now. The girl bit her bottom lip a bit uneasy as she realized just how bad of an urge she had created for herself with little hope of actually obtaining it. She could turn back and head to where such food might exist, but with how far they traveled it would just take far to long. She wasn't enthusiastic enough to attempt a walk back where they had come from.<br><br>She leaned her head back as she glanced up at the sky. Trees clotted her vision as it made it rather difficulty to enjoy the pleasantries it offered. She noticed the darkness as it seemed to creep up slowly. She could see the shades of colors dimming down as the air itself became a bit cooler. The thought of getting a blanket or other source of warmth was quickly ended with a sigh of laziness as she didn't really feel like digging through the cart to find her driver's blankets. She kept her lazy eyes fixated up as they continued down the path. She remained silent as she simply listened to the others as she found no reason to raise her voice as of now. She figured it would be likely they might find a place to stay soon enough. Perhaps she could find some good food to take for herself and further entertainment. While she was feeling rather uneventful today, a sense of lingering boredom was creeping up to the girl. Hopefully it could be fixed soon, otherwise she likely would prompt herself to cause a little trouble for the sake of some entertainment for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 22:44:49</strong>
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				<strong>-- Jeremiah Oz (http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1281/thealchemist.jpg) - Alchemist (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8507) - Cautious. --</strong><br><hr><br>As he led the wagon onwards into the forest, Jeremiah was unable to hide a growing sense of unease.&nbsp; His brow knit itself with worry as he scanned the trees, and though Barathion assured them that they were on the path to a place that would provide protection from the elements and <em>other</em> things it seemed to do little to allay his concerns.&nbsp; <br><br>"How is it that you know of this place, Barathion?" he asked slowly.&nbsp; "And how far will this journey take us?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scourge of Worlds - A Pathfinder Adventure (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabriel</strong> on <strong>12-06-2011, 18:02:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Lucrece Bennett</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8505)</div><br>Lucrece rode along side the wagon as they traveled she had fetched forth her Ioun stone early on in the journey, setting it to orbit around her head once more it glowed with a radiant white light casting its illumination about Lucrece and her horse flickering shadows created in its wake. This simple presence calmed Lucia and reminded her of the past, she trusted Barathion and did not think he would be mislead by visions it was clear to her in her mind that she had to follow him whatever would be. <br><br>She was quite as they traveled but watchful of there surroundings and Barathion, someone clearly was trying to stop him which meant there must be something to his visions.&nbsp; She remained alert circling the wagon a few times as they traveled looking for signs of disturbance in the road or figures in the distance. Would there be another encounter she wondered or would whatever it was following Barathion give up now that he was no longer alone, Lucrece hopped that the mysterious stalker would show itself again so that more of the situation might be understood.<br><br>
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