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Hail Smon, and well met!
Smon Has entered the room
Smon: Hello again
Smon: I'll see how it does now.
chris107: Back again
jobatett Has entered the room
Goonergeezer: there is always the men at arms to hold them up for a few mins while we make a break for it too
chris107: I think they'll be running with us!
jobatett Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: hopefully it wont come to running away
chris107: You show 'em
Smon: ok it's 6.15pm, if no sign of genghis I think we should start?
Goonergeezer: yep
chris107: Okay. Think we'll be in the deep stuff without M.
Goonergeezer: this is true :-/
Smon: I'm doing cyclical init, you just went so it's the brigands now. How are Garrick's hp?
Goonergeezer: (have 20 left
Smon: ok.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: Halt! Triple pay and half of all the gold if you help us fight your boss.
Smon: GM: The brigand chief yells an order, and the four men behind him start shaking awake four of their six sleeping comrades.
chris107: Did you get my Faerie Fire on the armoured chaps last time Simon?
Smon: Yes, I recall you cast it.
chris107:
Smon: So Sweetrede lit up the three brigand leaders in faerie fire, you are now +2 on attacks vs them.
Smon: The chief snarls and swings his blade at Garrick...
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
20,
Smon: hit..
chris107: Ouch!
Smon: /roll 1d8+6
Smon rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
1, (+6) = 7
Smon: Garrick takes 7 dmg
chris107: Hope that doesn't set the tone for the evening
Smon: (axe btw). The other two hack at Trask & Olger
Smon: /roll 1d20x2
Smon Rolls 1d20x2 and gets:
11 = 11
4 = 4
Smon: Neither hit. 4 bandits are woken up; your go.
Goonergeezer rolls 1d20+3 and gets:
19, (+3) = 22
Smon: Garrick strikes the chief
Goonergeezer rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
6, (+6) = 12
chris107: That's the spirit!
Smon: Another heavy wound, he's badly hurt now.
Smon: Trask:
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
7,
Smon: +2 for FF still misses.
Smon: Olger
Goonergeezer: plus 2 on thast for ff
Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
3, (+2) = 5
chris107: @ Simon - Can SR cast his CLW on Garrik without getting involved in the fight?
Smon: miss
Smon: SR can easily move up behind Garrick and heal him, yup.
chris107: He'll do that now then...
chris107 rolls 1d8 and gets:
8,
Goonergeezer: (tyvm)
Smon: Garrick gets 8 back, feels much better
Goonergeezer: garrick: surrender and join us for gold... or die!"
Smon: The three regular (F1) soldiers with you are to the rear, at the exit from the hall. Suddenly one of them yells, panicky: "More bandits! They're upon us!"
chris107: SR falls back with his charmed friend.
Smon: roll init for your rearguard
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
6,
Goonergeezer rolls 1d6 and gets:
5,
Smon: The bandits outside win init and charge your rearguard. The one you captured earlier vanishes into the shadows.
Smon: 3 bandits charge:
Smon: /roll (1d20+2)x3
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
14,
Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
5, (+2) = 7
Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
8, (+2) = 10
Smon: No hits.
Smon: Your guys:
Smon: /roll 1d20x3
Smon Rolls 1d20x3 and gets:
9 = 9
7 = 7
14 = 14
Smon: 1 hit
Smon: /roll 1d8+1
Smon rolls 1d8+1 and gets:1, (+1) = 2
Smon: just a scratch
Smon: back to bandit chief & co
Smon: The leader hacks at Garrick:
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
16,
Smon: hit AC 0
Smon: hits, dmg:
Smon: /roll 1d8+6
Smon rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
7, (+6) = 13
Goonergeezer: (ouch! :-( )
chris107:
Smon: 13 dmg. You still up, or not?
Goonergeezer: im still up
Goonergeezer: 8 left
chris107: The CLW did the trick
Smon: what are you at?
Goonergeezer: 24/32
chris107: SR looks for an exit route.
Smon: The bandits inside cheer at the arrival of their reinforcements.
Smon: 24/32 cannot be right.
Goonergeezer: 24 taken of 32
Smon: 12/32
Goonergeezer: ok
chris107: SR "Come on Garrik, kill him!"
Goonergeezer: (his men to go first then i will)
Smon: You are all trapped in a 10'x20' corridor with bandits at either end, though there are side rooms that might offer shelter, their windows are boarded.
Smon: Bandits vs Trask & Olger:
Smon: /roll 1d20x2
Smon Rolls 1d20x2 and gets:
1 = 1
15 = 15
Smon: your guys all AC 2, 1 misses by 1 pt
Smon: ok, your go
Goonergeezer rolls 1d20+3 and gets:
2, (+3) = 5
Smon: All the bandits inside are awake again
Goonergeezer: garrick misses
Goonergeezer: Garrick: I,m worth more alive than dead, let my friends live and you can ransom me for lots of cash. Garrick prays silently to The White Lady "Please let me live, i have wronged the kallent family and i must live to redeem myself, i will spend my life honouring the Kallent name, if i only live!
chris107:
Smon: GM: are you surrendering?
Goonergeezer: yes
Smon: The bandit chief grimaces: "Have your men throw down their arms!"
chris107: @ Simon - Does SR have an opportunity to strike at the flank of one of the engaged bandits blocking the door with his staff?
chris107: SR makes a run for it.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: we are outmatched, throw down your arms men!"
Smon: Sweetrede is sandwiched between the 2 melees on either side. There is no obvious way out unless eg he had warp wood to break a window open.
chris107: Tries to burst past the bandits in the doorway, even if he takes hits
Smon: GM: The outbumbered Kallent soldiers throw down their weapons. Sweetrede tries to break through the double line of 6 bandits at the door.
Goonergeezer: (rather this than death
)
Smon: ok, make 2 to-hit rolls vs AC 10, if succeed then make 1 open doors roll to break through, otherwise you're caught.
chris107 rolls 2d20 and gets:
9, 7, = 16
chris107: Fail
Smon: The bandits laugh as they shove Sweetrede back in with the others. The wounded chief grimaces. "Take their weapons! Tie em up!"
Smon: The bandits proceed to do just that. Once you're disarmed and bound, the chief has you hauled into the main hall. Naked slavegirls watch your arrival.
Smon: The chief looks at Sweetrede first. "You don't look like much. What are you? A priest?"
chris107: SR "I'm just a clerk."
Smon: OOC As genghis not around & Morgana was hanging back we can say she hid in the ruins when the reinforcements arrived.
Smon: so she's not caught with the rest of you.
Smon: /roll 1d100+15
Goonergeezer: garrick: the man is my Clerk and personal servant"
Smon rolls 1d100+15 and gets:
69, (+15) = 84
chris107: "I was only supposed to take notes."
Smon: The chief laughs, wiping blood from his lip. "Clerk, eh? Hah!"
chris107: SR does his best to look feeble & scared
chris107: (Which he is)
Smon: He turns to Garrick. "You men are well-equipped... Who are you? What's your name?"
Goonergeezer: Garrick : my name is garrick and i am a wealthy merchant from kallent, i had hired these men at arms from the kallent family.............
Smon: "You don't look like a merchant. You don't fight like one neither. Damn near did for me!"
Goonergeezer: i had planned on picking up a big shipment in dunfalcon and these were to be my guard on the journey back"
Smon: /roll 1d100
Smon rolls 1d100 and gets:
13,
Goonergeezer: garrick: i havent always been a merchant" he chuckles as he says the last
Smon: He looks highly suspicious. "You're a warrior - a damn good one too, near my equal! Why'd you attack us?"
Smon: The bandits are busy stripping the soldiers of their platemail.
Goonergeezer: garrick " we heard a rumour in a bar, i overheard someone say there was trewasure to be had here, only guarded by some monks, you cant look that kind of gift horse in the mouth..... can you?
Goonergeezer: garrick " who can say no to somre easy gold?"
Smon: He glares at Garrick. "The Black Monks have been dead for centuries! I think you're assassins sent to kill us. Who sent you? Herdley? Their bitch-countess Varuna?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: sod that bitch! i wouldnt piss on her if she was on fire!
Smon: For once, Garrick sounds believable.
Smon: The chief looks puzzled. He winces as a slave-girl dresses his wounds.
Goonergeezer: garrick: i will tell you somthing......
Smon: "Seein' as you attacked us, the natural thing'd be to put your heads on stakes..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: if i get out of here alive i am going back to that bar and im gonna kill that bastard rumourmonger!
chris107: SR "Gulp!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: as i said before, we are worth much more alive than dead to you"
chris107: SR @ Garrik (Meekly) "Master. Your ransom?"
Smon: The chief turns to one of his lieutenants. "Tell the Master we've captured seven men foolish enough to attack us."
Smon: The chief turns back to Garrick. "Yeah - the ransom. Tell me."
Goonergeezer: garrick: wait!.......
Goonergeezer: do you think he will ransom us? if he does why share with him? all of it can belong to you and your men"
Smon: The chief laughs. "You fool! No one lies to the Master!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: as i said i am a merchant now, let my scribe and a guard go free and hold the rest of us............
Goonergeezer: garrick: they will go back to kallent and collect a suitable ransom
Goonergeezer: garrick: you dont have to lie to him...... just not tell him anything"
Goonergeezer: garrick: thats not lying, is it?
Goonergeezer: garrick: but its your choice.....
chris107: SR @ Bandit chief - "That would make jolly good financial sense. My master is a wealthy man...."
Smon: The chief sighs and turns to his men: "Gag and bind them, throw them in the cells."
Goonergeezer: garrick: you can give at least half, if not all of the money to him and you just get a pittance"
Smon: You are seized, stripped, gagged, hooded, and then taken down stone steps, where you are thrown into foul-smelling cells.
Smon: In the darkness there is a pungent, bestial odour.
Smon: Time passes...
Goonergeezer: garrick again starts silent prayer to The White Lady
Smon: Sweetrede, after about an hour, you hear a soft padded footfall, then the door to your cell opens, and you feel yourself picked up by something big, strong and hairy.
chris107: SR makes no struggle.
Smon: Sweetrede is carried some distance, he hears doors open and close.
Smon: Then he s
Smon: is set down, his bare feet feel warm carpet underfoot.
Smon: The hood is pulled off, revealing a well-lit room - he blinks - a comfortably furnished chamber, with table and chairs set with wine bottle and goblets. A handsome man in purple robes sits at the table, watching Sweetrede with brilliant blue eyes.
Smon: A hairy paw from behind Sweetrede swipes away his gag, but he is still bound.
chris107: SR gazes back with equally steady blue eyes.
Smon: The man watches Sweetred sardonically. "Welcome to my abode. Please sit." he gestures to the nearest chair.
chris107: "Thank you." SR sits.
Smon: Sweetrede sits - glancing behind him, he sees two huge hairy forms - bugbears - flanking an oak door. There is another door across the room.
Smon: The man pours wine into two goblets, then looks up. "Hm... if I have your hands untied, do I have your parole, Sweetrede of Little Aimswick?"
chris107: "You have the advantage sir, I am no threat to you, my parole is given freely."
Smon: The man nods. "Good..." a bugbear steps forward and cuts through Sweetrede's bonds, freeing his hands.Your mistletoe pouch is gone, though.
Goonergeezer: (brb)
Smon: "Take a drink. Do not attempt to cast a spell, or the bugbears will crush your skull."
chris107: SR tries to look as relaxed as he can. All urbane and charming (15CHA )
Smon: pic of the Black Priest engaged in shenanigans -https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzKmUi0u7KQC1cLkKUL8Fa53BLVsn4_lIMpMaR_kXXikvbbRxatIqojQdDJMGlYJA35XbUay1T91wDUYAGb5bhOO_8esbj9qVYoSaad7_a9Kn8fE9bJpPADJu1X-BddA89-KyVKqqC12J/s320/anticleric2.jpg
chris107: He makes no threatening moves at all.
Smon: You drink?
chris107: "Yes please"
Smon: Sweetrede takes a drink, as does the man.
chris107: OOC Who's the actor? I recognize the face.
Smon: (From 'The Devil Rides Out'. He did the Rocky Horror Picture Show - the Narrator). "Permit me to introduce myself. I am Odric, the true master of these lands."
Goonergeezer: (isn't it Anton diffring?)
Goonergeezer: (or somthing close to that)
chris107: (Thanks) "Master Odric, what a shame we meet under these...unfortunate circumstances,
Smon: "Now, tell me about the oaf who near felled Black Ben, leader of my human cohorts. He's no merchant, that is plain."
chris107: "I have not known him long. He is some kind of minor nobleman. Married to one of the Kallents I believe."
Smon: "His name?"
chris107: "An able enough swordsman as he demonstrated."
chris107: "Garrik."
Smon: Odric nods. "Thank you. Garrick of Yggsburgh, new husband of Tabitha Kallent. I am glad you did not lie to me."
chris107: "I have little interest in the affairs of Humans. But I'm sure you know that Master Odric?"
Smon: Odric steeples his fingers. "I know much that transpires. But what I wonder, is why are Kallent men here, conducting a suicide mission on Herdley land?"
chris107: "I am not privy to their machinations, I was on my own business."
Smon: "Your own business? What is that?"
chris107: "I believe the Kallent's were a little cross with all the recent bandit activity."
Smon: Odric nods. "Of course, of course. So they ally with the Herdley. Such a pity if the Herdley were to betray and murder their men..."
chris107: "My business is to make sure these foolish petty nobles don't increase there forestry quotas. It helps to keep close and use what influance one can."
Smon: Odric's eyes narrow dangerously. "You begin to bore me."
chris107: "I can tell you that Garrik & The Countess have no love loss. I saw him try and strangle her with his bare hands."
Smon: Odric arches an eyebrow. "Yes? interesting."
chris107: "He could be very well placed to carry out any business of yours. He is ruthless."
chris107: "An ally within the Kallent household could be useful."
chris107: "Much more useful than another rotting corpse to animate..."
Smon: "Indeed. As for yourself, though... I have bad news for you. But I think it had best wait until tomorrow. You will now be bound and returned to your cell."
chris107: "Perhaps if you were to fill me in on your agenda, I would be able to influence him?"
Smon: Odric gestures to the bugbears. They move forward, rebind and gag Sweetrede, then hood him. He is dragged out and back to his cell.
Smon: Garrick feels himself picked up by a hairy bugbear and carried to the same room. When his hood is removed, he finds himself alongside the three junior soldiers from his cohort, all four have hands tied.
Smon: The man in purple robes smiles sardonically.
Smon: (brb - dinner).
Goonergeezer: k
chris107: Things not looking good GG
Goonergeezer: nope
Goonergeezer: i think if they were gonna just kill us out of hand they would of anyway
chris107: Just going to get a drink
chris107: I think you'll get out if you agree to do his dirty work.
Goonergeezer: we moght lose them men, but we should be worth enouugh to let us live
Goonergeezer: i would rather not, but my main aim is to stay alive, so........
Goonergeezer: funny really, when i finally decide to be a good boy, there is some evil bugger making me do the opposite
chris107: So often the way
Goonergeezer: gonna grab a smoke brb
Sir Wulf Has entered the room
Sir Wulf Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: back
chris107: I miss the weed
Goonergeezer: :-)
Goonergeezer:
chris107: It's really tough stopping.
Goonergeezer: yea i know, i did for about 4 years, but then started up again :-(
chris107: I could murder one right now
Smon: back
Goonergeezer: wb
Goonergeezer: garrick looks about the room and seeing the chair precedes to sit down
Smon: Garrick and the three frightened soldiers are ungagged. Garrick notices an elaborate ceremonial dagger with jeweled hilt on the table.
Goonergeezer: Garick: good evening Mr ............?
Smon: The man nods cordially to Garrick. "Sir Garrick! My name is Odric. I've spoken with your Druid, Sweetrede. He spoke very highly of your proclivity for treachery and betrayal."
Goonergeezer: garrick: One does what one must to achieve things in this life"
Smon: Odric chuckles. "You attempted to strangle the Countess Varuna?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: Me, strangle the countess, No......
Goonergeezer: garrick: i tried to break the bitches neck
Smon: Odric laughs, "Have a drink and tell me about it." A bugbear unties Garrick's hands.
Goonergeezer: garrick: water if you please
Goonergeezer: garrick: so tell me, what is it that i can do for you?
Goonergeezer: garrick: i know you dont want to hear my tales
Smon: Odric pushes a water jug across the table. "Hm... You are a new arrival in these parts. A new factor. Tell me about yourself. Be frank."
Goonergeezer: Garrick pours himself a cup of water " i would prefer if any such talk were held in private.
Smon: "If you prefer, your men can be removed, certainly." He gestures, and two bugbears drag out three of the men, leaving two bugbears flanking the door.
Smon: Odric: "Go on."
Goonergeezer: what is there to tell, im from Redfort originally, a farmer would you believe........
Smon: "Certainly."
Goonergeezer: had a wife, nice homely sort, but the nagging was so much...
Goonergeezer: one night she just wouldnt stop, so i slapped her, stupid bitch fell and broke her naeck
Smon: Odric sips his wine. "That's hardly the worst thing you've done, though is it?"
Goonergeezer: by the gods i nearly crapped myself, run i thought, i did and a few choice meetings and but 3 years later here i am
Goonergeezer: garrick arches his eyebrow " you mean Edward and Percy?
Smon: "Go on."
Goonergeezer: garrick: they were in my way
Goonergeezer: garrick: a chance came up where i could get them in a dangerous position alone, chance was on my side that night and i thought both of them dead
Goonergeezer: garrick: but Edward lives still, Did yoiu know that?
Smon: Odric: "Sir Edward Kallent lives? No, that is news to me. Thank you."
Goonergeezer: garrick: i have lied, cheated and murdered my way to where i am now, im not proud of it all, but i am too much of a coward to kill myself, plus i like living too much to do that. garrick laughs at the last
Goonergeezer: garrick: so that is my stry, tell me, what is it i must do for you to live out my years?
Smon: Odric looks into his wine-goblet. "There appear to be many possibilities... I have another question. Who told you you might find me here?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: the noble bitch down the road, the one you let your pets rape
Smon: "Dame Lysana?"
Goonergeezer: Garrick: yes thats her name
Smon: Odric nods. "Good." He turns to one of the bugbears. "Fetch the five soldiers. Leave the Druid."
Smon: "YERS MASSTERR" - the bugbear nods and departs.
Goonergeezer: garrick: you mean to kill them?
Goonergeezer: garrick: i would ask for their lives
Smon: "No..." Odric smiles wickedly, and picks up the jeweled dagger.
Smon: Assuming Garrick doesn't try anything, after 5 minutes five bugbears return, dragging in all five soldiers. Their hoods are removed, but they remain gagged.
Goonergeezer: (garrick is remaining on best behaviour)
Smon: Odric: "You will kill four of these men. The fifth will remain alive, to vouch for your deed should you have second thoughts as to who is your true master."
Goonergeezer: (does garrick know anything about any of the men? families and such?)
Smon: You know they're all Kallent men, House Soldiers, probably not married. Trask and Olger are veterans, the other three are young men.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: and if i were to refuse to kill my men?
Smon: "Then you would not be a black hearted villain, would you?"
Goonergeezer: Murder for no real purpose?, but if you insist i will
Smon: "The purpose is plain. Murder four, witnessed by the fifth, it will prove your allegiance to my Master, Lord Asmodeus, and to your own survival."
Goonergeezer: garrick hold out his hand for the dagger
Smon: "And it will ensure against treachery... good." Odric passes over the dagger, hilt first.
Smon: ooc need to quit soon, say 8.30.
Goonergeezer: garrick begins another prayer to the white lady
chris107: okay
Goonergeezer: garrick walks up to the first soldier, i am sorry. with that he cuts his throat
Smon: Blood spurts. The body drops. The bugbears grip the others tight.
Goonergeezer: how far away from me is Odric?
Smon: He watches from about 10' away.
Goonergeezer: garrick repeats his actions on the second soldier
Goonergeezer: and the third
Smon: GM: who do you leave alive?
Goonergeezer: (how far away from each other are the remaining 2?)
Smon: About 3', bugbear width.
Goonergeezer: garrick will leave 2 young ones for last
Smon: GM: You kill Trask, Olger and a third soldier. Odric: "You hesitate?"
Goonergeezer: garrick walks up to the first and attempts to slash his throat and then jump to the second andf do the same before he is pulled away
Smon: make an assassination % roll
Goonergeezer rolls 1d100 and gets:
87,
Smon: The blow fails to make a clean slash, roll damage
Smon: d4 dagger
Goonergeezer: (not sure if that success or not)
Smon: fail
Goonergeezer rolls 1d4 and gets:
3,
Goonergeezer: (do i get my level bonus as weel?)
Smon: do you have dagger prof, STR?
Goonergeezer: (nope)
Smon: Only get level bonus with proficient weapons.
Smon: /roll 1d10
Smon rolls 1d10 and gets:3,
Smon: soldier has 3 hp, you take him to 0 hp, slashing his neck, but not immediately lethal. Bugbears move to pull you away.
Smon: Odric frowns. "Was that a declaration of your intent to betray me?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: i dont like witnesses and begins to laugh
Goonergeezer: and attempts to stamp on the man on the ground
Smon: roll init
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
3,
Goonergeezer: Garrick: nope, just me not wanting witnesses to what i have done"
Goonergeezer rolls 1d6 and gets:3,
Smon: /roll 3d6
Smon rolls 3d6 and gets:5, 5, 
4, = 14
Smon: bugbear has DEX 14
Smon: Bugbear swings morningstar at Garrick
Goonergeezer: i have 13
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
10,
Smon: hits
Smon: /roll 2d4+3
Smon rolls 2d4+3 and gets:
2, 
1, (+3) = 6
Smon: 6 dmg
Goonergeezer: garrick: whoa, calm your pet down, ill do whatever you want!
Smon: A second bugbear pulls the fallen soldier away while the others circle Garrick, ready to pound him to mash.
Smon: Odric sighs. "You are very stupid. Perhaps not the tool I seek. Take him away."
Goonergeezer: Garrick: you think i can leave witnesses to what i did! i would be crazy to do that"
Smon: Garrick is bound, gagged, hooded and returned to his cell.
Smon: OOC need to stop there.
Goonergeezer: garrick: you want someone killed then im your man
Smon: Friday 6pm ok?
Goonergeezer: shjould be
Smon Has entered the room
Smon: Hello again
Smon: I'll see how it does now.
chris107: Back again
jobatett Has entered the room
Goonergeezer: there is always the men at arms to hold them up for a few mins while we make a break for it too
chris107: I think they'll be running with us!
jobatett Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: hopefully it wont come to running away
chris107: You show 'em
Smon: ok it's 6.15pm, if no sign of genghis I think we should start?
Goonergeezer: yep
chris107: Okay. Think we'll be in the deep stuff without M.
Goonergeezer: this is true :-/
Smon: I'm doing cyclical init, you just went so it's the brigands now. How are Garrick's hp?
Goonergeezer: (have 20 left
Smon: ok.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: Halt! Triple pay and half of all the gold if you help us fight your boss.
Smon: GM: The brigand chief yells an order, and the four men behind him start shaking awake four of their six sleeping comrades.
chris107: Did you get my Faerie Fire on the armoured chaps last time Simon?
Smon: Yes, I recall you cast it.
chris107:
Smon: So Sweetrede lit up the three brigand leaders in faerie fire, you are now +2 on attacks vs them.
Smon: The chief snarls and swings his blade at Garrick...
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
20,Smon: hit..
chris107: Ouch!
Smon: /roll 1d8+6
Smon rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
1, (+6) = 7 Smon: Garrick takes 7 dmg
chris107: Hope that doesn't set the tone for the evening
Smon: (axe btw). The other two hack at Trask & Olger
Smon: /roll 1d20x2
Smon Rolls 1d20x2 and gets:
11 = 11
4 = 4
Smon: Neither hit. 4 bandits are woken up; your go.
Goonergeezer rolls 1d20+3 and gets:
19, (+3) = 22 Smon: Garrick strikes the chief
Goonergeezer rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
6, (+6) = 12 chris107: That's the spirit!
Smon: Another heavy wound, he's badly hurt now.
Smon: Trask:
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
7,Smon: +2 for FF still misses.
Smon: Olger
Goonergeezer: plus 2 on thast for ff
Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
3, (+2) = 5 chris107: @ Simon - Can SR cast his CLW on Garrik without getting involved in the fight?
Smon: miss
Smon: SR can easily move up behind Garrick and heal him, yup.
chris107: He'll do that now then...
chris107 rolls 1d8 and gets:
8,Goonergeezer: (tyvm)
Smon: Garrick gets 8 back, feels much better
Goonergeezer: garrick: surrender and join us for gold... or die!"
Smon: The three regular (F1) soldiers with you are to the rear, at the exit from the hall. Suddenly one of them yells, panicky: "More bandits! They're upon us!"
chris107: SR falls back with his charmed friend.
Smon: roll init for your rearguard
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
6,Goonergeezer rolls 1d6 and gets:
5,Smon: The bandits outside win init and charge your rearguard. The one you captured earlier vanishes into the shadows.
Smon: 3 bandits charge:
Smon: /roll (1d20+2)x3
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
14,Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
5, (+2) = 7 Smon: /roll 1d20+2
Smon rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
8, (+2) = 10 Smon: No hits.
Smon: Your guys:
Smon: /roll 1d20x3
Smon Rolls 1d20x3 and gets:
9 = 9
7 = 7
14 = 14
Smon: 1 hit
Smon: /roll 1d8+1
Smon rolls 1d8+1 and gets:
1, (+1) = 2 Smon: just a scratch
Smon: back to bandit chief & co
Smon: The leader hacks at Garrick:
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
16,Smon: hit AC 0
Smon: hits, dmg:
Smon: /roll 1d8+6
Smon rolls 1d8+6 and gets:
7, (+6) = 13 Goonergeezer: (ouch! :-( )
chris107:
Smon: 13 dmg. You still up, or not?
Goonergeezer: im still up
Goonergeezer: 8 left
chris107: The CLW did the trick
Smon: what are you at?
Goonergeezer: 24/32
chris107: SR looks for an exit route.
Smon: The bandits inside cheer at the arrival of their reinforcements.
Smon: 24/32 cannot be right.
Goonergeezer: 24 taken of 32
Smon: 12/32
Goonergeezer: ok
chris107: SR "Come on Garrik, kill him!"
Goonergeezer: (his men to go first then i will)
Smon: You are all trapped in a 10'x20' corridor with bandits at either end, though there are side rooms that might offer shelter, their windows are boarded.
Smon: Bandits vs Trask & Olger:
Smon: /roll 1d20x2
Smon Rolls 1d20x2 and gets:
1 = 1
15 = 15
Smon: your guys all AC 2, 1 misses by 1 pt
Smon: ok, your go
Goonergeezer rolls 1d20+3 and gets:
2, (+3) = 5 Smon: All the bandits inside are awake again
Goonergeezer: garrick misses
Goonergeezer: Garrick: I,m worth more alive than dead, let my friends live and you can ransom me for lots of cash. Garrick prays silently to The White Lady "Please let me live, i have wronged the kallent family and i must live to redeem myself, i will spend my life honouring the Kallent name, if i only live!
chris107:
Smon: GM: are you surrendering?
Goonergeezer: yes
Smon: The bandit chief grimaces: "Have your men throw down their arms!"
chris107: @ Simon - Does SR have an opportunity to strike at the flank of one of the engaged bandits blocking the door with his staff?
chris107: SR makes a run for it.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: we are outmatched, throw down your arms men!"
Smon: Sweetrede is sandwiched between the 2 melees on either side. There is no obvious way out unless eg he had warp wood to break a window open.
chris107: Tries to burst past the bandits in the doorway, even if he takes hits
Smon: GM: The outbumbered Kallent soldiers throw down their weapons. Sweetrede tries to break through the double line of 6 bandits at the door.
Goonergeezer: (rather this than death
)Smon: ok, make 2 to-hit rolls vs AC 10, if succeed then make 1 open doors roll to break through, otherwise you're caught.
chris107 rolls 2d20 and gets:
9, 7, = 16 chris107: Fail
Smon: The bandits laugh as they shove Sweetrede back in with the others. The wounded chief grimaces. "Take their weapons! Tie em up!"
Smon: The bandits proceed to do just that. Once you're disarmed and bound, the chief has you hauled into the main hall. Naked slavegirls watch your arrival.
Smon: The chief looks at Sweetrede first. "You don't look like much. What are you? A priest?"
chris107: SR "I'm just a clerk."
Smon: OOC As genghis not around & Morgana was hanging back we can say she hid in the ruins when the reinforcements arrived.
Smon: so she's not caught with the rest of you.
Smon: /roll 1d100+15
Goonergeezer: garrick: the man is my Clerk and personal servant"
Smon rolls 1d100+15 and gets:
69, (+15) = 84 chris107: "I was only supposed to take notes."
Smon: The chief laughs, wiping blood from his lip. "Clerk, eh? Hah!"
chris107: SR does his best to look feeble & scared
chris107: (Which he is)
Smon: He turns to Garrick. "You men are well-equipped... Who are you? What's your name?"
Goonergeezer: Garrick : my name is garrick and i am a wealthy merchant from kallent, i had hired these men at arms from the kallent family.............
Smon: "You don't look like a merchant. You don't fight like one neither. Damn near did for me!"
Goonergeezer: i had planned on picking up a big shipment in dunfalcon and these were to be my guard on the journey back"
Smon: /roll 1d100
Smon rolls 1d100 and gets:
13,Goonergeezer: garrick: i havent always been a merchant" he chuckles as he says the last
Smon: He looks highly suspicious. "You're a warrior - a damn good one too, near my equal! Why'd you attack us?"
Smon: The bandits are busy stripping the soldiers of their platemail.
Goonergeezer: garrick " we heard a rumour in a bar, i overheard someone say there was trewasure to be had here, only guarded by some monks, you cant look that kind of gift horse in the mouth..... can you?
Goonergeezer: garrick " who can say no to somre easy gold?"
Smon: He glares at Garrick. "The Black Monks have been dead for centuries! I think you're assassins sent to kill us. Who sent you? Herdley? Their bitch-countess Varuna?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: sod that bitch! i wouldnt piss on her if she was on fire!
Smon: For once, Garrick sounds believable.
Smon: The chief looks puzzled. He winces as a slave-girl dresses his wounds.
Goonergeezer: garrick: i will tell you somthing......
Smon: "Seein' as you attacked us, the natural thing'd be to put your heads on stakes..."
Goonergeezer: garrick: if i get out of here alive i am going back to that bar and im gonna kill that bastard rumourmonger!
chris107: SR "Gulp!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: as i said before, we are worth much more alive than dead to you"
chris107: SR @ Garrik (Meekly) "Master. Your ransom?"
Smon: The chief turns to one of his lieutenants. "Tell the Master we've captured seven men foolish enough to attack us."
Smon: The chief turns back to Garrick. "Yeah - the ransom. Tell me."
Goonergeezer: garrick: wait!.......
Goonergeezer: do you think he will ransom us? if he does why share with him? all of it can belong to you and your men"
Smon: The chief laughs. "You fool! No one lies to the Master!"
Goonergeezer: garrick: as i said i am a merchant now, let my scribe and a guard go free and hold the rest of us............
Goonergeezer: garrick: they will go back to kallent and collect a suitable ransom
Goonergeezer: garrick: you dont have to lie to him...... just not tell him anything"
Goonergeezer: garrick: thats not lying, is it?
Goonergeezer: garrick: but its your choice.....
chris107: SR @ Bandit chief - "That would make jolly good financial sense. My master is a wealthy man...."
Smon: The chief sighs and turns to his men: "Gag and bind them, throw them in the cells."
Goonergeezer: garrick: you can give at least half, if not all of the money to him and you just get a pittance"
Smon: You are seized, stripped, gagged, hooded, and then taken down stone steps, where you are thrown into foul-smelling cells.
Smon: In the darkness there is a pungent, bestial odour.
Smon: Time passes...
Goonergeezer: garrick again starts silent prayer to The White Lady
Smon: Sweetrede, after about an hour, you hear a soft padded footfall, then the door to your cell opens, and you feel yourself picked up by something big, strong and hairy.
chris107: SR makes no struggle.
Smon: Sweetrede is carried some distance, he hears doors open and close.
Smon: Then he s
Smon: is set down, his bare feet feel warm carpet underfoot.
Smon: The hood is pulled off, revealing a well-lit room - he blinks - a comfortably furnished chamber, with table and chairs set with wine bottle and goblets. A handsome man in purple robes sits at the table, watching Sweetrede with brilliant blue eyes.
Smon: A hairy paw from behind Sweetrede swipes away his gag, but he is still bound.
chris107: SR gazes back with equally steady blue eyes.
Smon: The man watches Sweetred sardonically. "Welcome to my abode. Please sit." he gestures to the nearest chair.
chris107: "Thank you." SR sits.
Smon: Sweetrede sits - glancing behind him, he sees two huge hairy forms - bugbears - flanking an oak door. There is another door across the room.
Smon: The man pours wine into two goblets, then looks up. "Hm... if I have your hands untied, do I have your parole, Sweetrede of Little Aimswick?"
chris107: "You have the advantage sir, I am no threat to you, my parole is given freely."
Smon: The man nods. "Good..." a bugbear steps forward and cuts through Sweetrede's bonds, freeing his hands.Your mistletoe pouch is gone, though.
Goonergeezer: (brb)
Smon: "Take a drink. Do not attempt to cast a spell, or the bugbears will crush your skull."
chris107: SR tries to look as relaxed as he can. All urbane and charming (15CHA )
Smon: pic of the Black Priest engaged in shenanigans
-https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzKmUi0u7KQC1cLkKUL8Fa53BLVsn4_lIMpMaR_kXXikvbbRxatIqojQdDJMGlYJA35XbUay1T91wDUYAGb5bhOO_8esbj9qVYoSaad7_a9Kn8fE9bJpPADJu1X-BddA89-KyVKqqC12J/s320/anticleric2.jpgchris107: He makes no threatening moves at all.
Smon: You drink?
chris107: "Yes please"
Smon: Sweetrede takes a drink, as does the man.
chris107: OOC Who's the actor? I recognize the face.
Smon: (From 'The Devil Rides Out'. He did the Rocky Horror Picture Show - the Narrator). "Permit me to introduce myself. I am Odric, the true master of these lands."
Goonergeezer: (isn't it Anton diffring?)
Goonergeezer: (or somthing close to that)
chris107: (Thanks) "Master Odric, what a shame we meet under these...unfortunate circumstances,
Smon: "Now, tell me about the oaf who near felled Black Ben, leader of my human cohorts. He's no merchant, that is plain."
chris107: "I have not known him long. He is some kind of minor nobleman. Married to one of the Kallents I believe."
Smon: "His name?"
chris107: "An able enough swordsman as he demonstrated."
chris107: "Garrik."
Smon: Odric nods. "Thank you. Garrick of Yggsburgh, new husband of Tabitha Kallent. I am glad you did not lie to me."
chris107: "I have little interest in the affairs of Humans. But I'm sure you know that Master Odric?"
Smon: Odric steeples his fingers. "I know much that transpires. But what I wonder, is why are Kallent men here, conducting a suicide mission on Herdley land?"
chris107: "I am not privy to their machinations, I was on my own business."
Smon: "Your own business? What is that?"
chris107: "I believe the Kallent's were a little cross with all the recent bandit activity."
Smon: Odric nods. "Of course, of course. So they ally with the Herdley. Such a pity if the Herdley were to betray and murder their men..."
chris107: "My business is to make sure these foolish petty nobles don't increase there forestry quotas. It helps to keep close and use what influance one can."
Smon: Odric's eyes narrow dangerously. "You begin to bore me."
chris107: "I can tell you that Garrik & The Countess have no love loss. I saw him try and strangle her with his bare hands."
Smon: Odric arches an eyebrow. "Yes? interesting."
chris107: "He could be very well placed to carry out any business of yours. He is ruthless."
chris107: "An ally within the Kallent household could be useful."
chris107: "Much more useful than another rotting corpse to animate..."
Smon: "Indeed. As for yourself, though... I have bad news for you. But I think it had best wait until tomorrow. You will now be bound and returned to your cell."
chris107: "Perhaps if you were to fill me in on your agenda, I would be able to influence him?"
Smon: Odric gestures to the bugbears. They move forward, rebind and gag Sweetrede, then hood him. He is dragged out and back to his cell.
Smon: Garrick feels himself picked up by a hairy bugbear and carried to the same room. When his hood is removed, he finds himself alongside the three junior soldiers from his cohort, all four have hands tied.
Smon: The man in purple robes smiles sardonically.
Smon: (brb - dinner).
Goonergeezer: k
chris107: Things not looking good GG
Goonergeezer: nope
Goonergeezer: i think if they were gonna just kill us out of hand they would of anyway
chris107: Just going to get a drink
chris107: I think you'll get out if you agree to do his dirty work.
Goonergeezer: we moght lose them men, but we should be worth enouugh to let us live
Goonergeezer: i would rather not, but my main aim is to stay alive, so........
Goonergeezer: funny really, when i finally decide to be a good boy, there is some evil bugger making me do the opposite
chris107: So often the way
Goonergeezer: gonna grab a smoke brb
Sir Wulf Has entered the room
Sir Wulf Has exited the room
Goonergeezer: back
chris107: I miss the weed
Goonergeezer: :-)
Goonergeezer:
chris107: It's really tough stopping.
Goonergeezer: yea i know, i did for about 4 years, but then started up again :-(
chris107: I could murder one right now
Smon: back
Goonergeezer: wb
Goonergeezer: garrick looks about the room and seeing the chair precedes to sit down
Smon: Garrick and the three frightened soldiers are ungagged. Garrick notices an elaborate ceremonial dagger with jeweled hilt on the table.
Goonergeezer: Garick: good evening Mr ............?
Smon: The man nods cordially to Garrick. "Sir Garrick! My name is Odric. I've spoken with your Druid, Sweetrede. He spoke very highly of your proclivity for treachery and betrayal."
Goonergeezer: garrick: One does what one must to achieve things in this life"
Smon: Odric chuckles. "You attempted to strangle the Countess Varuna?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: Me, strangle the countess, No......
Goonergeezer: garrick: i tried to break the bitches neck
Smon: Odric laughs, "Have a drink and tell me about it." A bugbear unties Garrick's hands.
Goonergeezer: garrick: water if you please
Goonergeezer: garrick: so tell me, what is it that i can do for you?
Goonergeezer: garrick: i know you dont want to hear my tales
Smon: Odric pushes a water jug across the table. "Hm... You are a new arrival in these parts. A new factor. Tell me about yourself. Be frank."
Goonergeezer: Garrick pours himself a cup of water " i would prefer if any such talk were held in private.
Smon: "If you prefer, your men can be removed, certainly." He gestures, and two bugbears drag out three of the men, leaving two bugbears flanking the door.
Smon: Odric: "Go on."
Goonergeezer: what is there to tell, im from Redfort originally, a farmer would you believe........
Smon: "Certainly."
Goonergeezer: had a wife, nice homely sort, but the nagging was so much...
Goonergeezer: one night she just wouldnt stop, so i slapped her, stupid bitch fell and broke her naeck
Smon: Odric sips his wine. "That's hardly the worst thing you've done, though is it?"
Goonergeezer: by the gods i nearly crapped myself, run i thought, i did and a few choice meetings and but 3 years later here i am
Goonergeezer: garrick arches his eyebrow " you mean Edward and Percy?
Smon: "Go on."
Goonergeezer: garrick: they were in my way
Goonergeezer: garrick: a chance came up where i could get them in a dangerous position alone, chance was on my side that night and i thought both of them dead
Goonergeezer: garrick: but Edward lives still, Did yoiu know that?
Smon: Odric: "Sir Edward Kallent lives? No, that is news to me. Thank you."
Goonergeezer: garrick: i have lied, cheated and murdered my way to where i am now, im not proud of it all, but i am too much of a coward to kill myself, plus i like living too much to do that. garrick laughs at the last
Goonergeezer: garrick: so that is my stry, tell me, what is it i must do for you to live out my years?
Smon: Odric looks into his wine-goblet. "There appear to be many possibilities... I have another question. Who told you you might find me here?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: the noble bitch down the road, the one you let your pets rape
Smon: "Dame Lysana?"
Goonergeezer: Garrick: yes thats her name
Smon: Odric nods. "Good." He turns to one of the bugbears. "Fetch the five soldiers. Leave the Druid."
Smon: "YERS MASSTERR" - the bugbear nods and departs.
Goonergeezer: garrick: you mean to kill them?
Goonergeezer: garrick: i would ask for their lives
Smon: "No..." Odric smiles wickedly, and picks up the jeweled dagger.
Smon: Assuming Garrick doesn't try anything, after 5 minutes five bugbears return, dragging in all five soldiers. Their hoods are removed, but they remain gagged.
Goonergeezer: (garrick is remaining on best behaviour)
Smon: Odric: "You will kill four of these men. The fifth will remain alive, to vouch for your deed should you have second thoughts as to who is your true master."
Goonergeezer: (does garrick know anything about any of the men? families and such?)
Smon: You know they're all Kallent men, House Soldiers, probably not married. Trask and Olger are veterans, the other three are young men.
Goonergeezer: Garrick: and if i were to refuse to kill my men?
Smon: "Then you would not be a black hearted villain, would you?"
Goonergeezer: Murder for no real purpose?, but if you insist i will
Smon: "The purpose is plain. Murder four, witnessed by the fifth, it will prove your allegiance to my Master, Lord Asmodeus, and to your own survival."
Goonergeezer: garrick hold out his hand for the dagger
Smon: "And it will ensure against treachery... good." Odric passes over the dagger, hilt first.
Smon: ooc need to quit soon, say 8.30.
Goonergeezer: garrick begins another prayer to the white lady
chris107: okay
Goonergeezer: garrick walks up to the first soldier, i am sorry. with that he cuts his throat
Smon: Blood spurts. The body drops. The bugbears grip the others tight.
Goonergeezer: how far away from me is Odric?
Smon: He watches from about 10' away.
Goonergeezer: garrick repeats his actions on the second soldier
Goonergeezer: and the third
Smon: GM: who do you leave alive?
Goonergeezer: (how far away from each other are the remaining 2?)
Smon: About 3', bugbear width.
Goonergeezer: garrick will leave 2 young ones for last
Smon: GM: You kill Trask, Olger and a third soldier. Odric: "You hesitate?"
Goonergeezer: garrick walks up to the first and attempts to slash his throat and then jump to the second andf do the same before he is pulled away
Smon: make an assassination % roll
Goonergeezer rolls 1d100 and gets:
87,Smon: The blow fails to make a clean slash, roll damage
Smon: d4 dagger
Goonergeezer: (not sure if that success or not)
Smon: fail
Goonergeezer rolls 1d4 and gets:
3,Goonergeezer: (do i get my level bonus as weel?)
Smon: do you have dagger prof, STR?
Goonergeezer: (nope)
Smon: Only get level bonus with proficient weapons.
Smon: /roll 1d10
Smon rolls 1d10 and gets:
3,Smon: soldier has 3 hp, you take him to 0 hp, slashing his neck, but not immediately lethal. Bugbears move to pull you away.
Smon: Odric frowns. "Was that a declaration of your intent to betray me?"
Goonergeezer: garrick: i dont like witnesses and begins to laugh
Goonergeezer: and attempts to stamp on the man on the ground
Smon: roll init
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
3,Goonergeezer: Garrick: nope, just me not wanting witnesses to what i have done"
Goonergeezer rolls 1d6 and gets:
3,Smon: /roll 3d6
Smon rolls 3d6 and gets:
5, 5, 4, = 14 Smon: bugbear has DEX 14
Smon: Bugbear swings morningstar at Garrick
Goonergeezer: i have 13
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
10,Smon: hits
Smon: /roll 2d4+3
Smon rolls 2d4+3 and gets:
2, 1, (+3) = 6 Smon: 6 dmg
Goonergeezer: garrick: whoa, calm your pet down, ill do whatever you want!
Smon: A second bugbear pulls the fallen soldier away while the others circle Garrick, ready to pound him to mash.
Smon: Odric sighs. "You are very stupid. Perhaps not the tool I seek. Take him away."
Goonergeezer: Garrick: you think i can leave witnesses to what i did! i would be crazy to do that"
Smon: Garrick is bound, gagged, hooded and returned to his cell.
Smon: OOC need to stop there.
Goonergeezer: garrick: you want someone killed then im your man
Smon: Friday 6pm ok?
Goonergeezer: shjould be
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