Mirkuia ties to slice the stirge on him off and somehow misses, as he is starting to feel light headed from blood loss. With that the stirge detaches itself and takes to the air again.
While the troll looked dead, it suddenly picks itself up. Yagra continues to beat the troll which causes it to drop to the floor. Durnan Yells "Someone to grab a lantern and smash it over the troll." As he continues to stab the beast. Gereon notices another stirge attached to the troll and picks it off with his longbow.
As Yimrok sneaks up behind Durnan preparing to attack the troll, two more bloated stirges lift off the trolls back and fly down the hole.
Stumbling back as the Stirge finally detaches Mirkiua shakes his head a bit, seeing Gereon run for a torch he follows Yimroks lead. Letting out a loud yell Mirkiua goes into a rage, charging towards the troll and taking a swing at the creatures gut. Attack Roll 6
Damage roll 16
OOC In Rage, + 2 to damage along with normal +3 bonus for strength
As the troll startes to get to its feet again. Yimrok runs forward and yells "Do you want to burn the place down?! Just chop it to pieces!" and lands a punch on the trolls leg, but the trolls steps out of the way of his 2nd blow. As Durnan yells "What, how green are ye boy. That there troll will just pull its self back together, if we're lucky. If we're unlucky we'll be fighting more trolls than we can count in minutes.
With that Durnan commences attacking the troll again with a flurry of strikes. on his 2nd attack the blade flashes blue and the trolls left arm flies to the back of the room. "Damn, some one grab that arm and toss it in the fire place before we got something else to worry about." Yagra continues to beat on what is left of the troll. Mirkuia reaches the troll and swings with a mighty swing...
And stumbles with his swing almost into the hole. Gereon is following Durnan's orders and grabs a lantern from the nearest table, but as he turns the stirge that was on Mirkuia slams into him and latches on.
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DM Rolls
Strirge on Gereon 5
Durnan on stirge Attack: 18 Damage: 13
Durnan on stirge Attack: 27 Damage: 11
Durnan on stirge Attack: 14 Damage: 7
Durnan on stirge Attack: 22 Damage: 6
Again the troll starts to get up, and you see what looks like a stub from his missing limb. Mirkuia, following Durnan's directions picks up the twitching arm and flings it toward the fireplace, where it lands with a satisfying sizzle. Gereon flings his lanturn at the troll but misses starting a small fire next to the hole. Yimrok continues to land blow after blow on the troll knocking it back down as it tries to get back up. Yagra lunges forward and shoves the creature back into the fire. where it sizzles and goes up in flames. With that Durnan lashes out on the stirge still attached to Gereon. With speed and precision the stirge turns into a red mist without leaving a mark on Gereon.
With the battle over Durnan walks you back to your table. "You three did good back there, real good. If you get more experience under your belts, I might even consider letting you down that hole. And let me tell you there's plenty of riches to be found down there, but to many people never come back. Anyway's let me get you something to wash away the pain from those scratches." With that he leaves and brings back 3 drinks. As you sip the somewhat fruity drink, Yagra stops by the table. "Thanks for the help with those thugs, but I had it handled" and walks a way as a new figure walks up to the table.
The figure who approached you strokes his mustache, adjusts his floppy hat, and tightens his scarf. “Volothamp Geddarm, chronicler, wizard, and celebrity, at your service. I trust you’ve noted the violence in our fair city these past tendays. I haven’t seen so much blood since my last visit to Baldur’s Gate! But now I fear I have misplaced a friend amid this odious malevolence."
“My friend’s name is Floon Blagmaar. He’s got more beauty than brains, and I worry he took a bad way home a couple nights ago and was kidnapped — or worse. If you agree to track him down with all due haste, I can offer you ten dragons apiece now, and I can give you each ten times that when you find Floon. May I prevail upon you in my hour of need?”
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Yimrok reaches out a hand with bloodied knuckles, "Yimrok, Mr.Geddarm, Pleasure to meet you. My companions and I are no strangers to violence. Our big guy Mirkuia here takes care of the large violence, Gereon handles the far away violence, and I get hands on with my problems. You've approached the right man to track down a... Floon Blagmaar, was it? I have been tracking down people for years and I am good at what I do. We would love to help you Mr.Geddarm but you see we have recently arrived to town and are in need of more supplies. If you can offer thirty gold coins now, to help us better arm and find your friend, and then the rest of your offer when he is returned to you, we could start tracking him at dawn."
Persuasion:2
Yimrock eyes the mustached man, trying to get a feel for where he falls on the side of the law. Insight: 5
Reawakened by the fruity drink Gereon drags himself up to a table and regains his bearings. Leaving negotiations to his more eloquent companion(s), the ranger begins to check on the well being of the other customers of the Tavern.
Shaking his head from the drink, not a fan of the sweet taste he stands up, placing a large hand on the halflings shoulder, knowing the small man was much better with words than him before walking away, finding Yagra in the crowded bar "Aye Yagra, next time you get in a fight least give a guy a bit to finish his drink first"
As far as you can tell he seems on the up and up. Maybe stretching the truth on how much money he has to offer, but not really lying about a reward.
"Ahh yes, 30 dragons like I said." Putting 3 small pouches on the table. "Unfortunatly, thats all I have right now, but time is of the essence here. With this to gangs running amok, I'm afraid poor Floon might be in serious trouble. Now if you have any other Questions just ask. Just as Volo finishes hos statement a Barmaid approaches with 3 more mugs "Durnan was afraid the first round wasn't enough".
As Gereon walks around the room checking on the other patrons he hears some of the patrons gossiping about 2 people getting jump in the Dock Ward a few nights ago.
Yagra looks over at Mirkuia and smiles "Next time use the mug as a weapon." Laughing "So how is the tribe?"
OOC - If you partake in the drink roll 2d4+2 for healing.
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Mirkuia lets out a hearty laugh, giving her hard pat on the back "Nah, I've found places aren't too keen when ya start breaking their fancy cups over skulls" he says laughing a bit more as the second drink is handed to him, looking down at it with a small grimace, but never one to turn down free drinks he takes it in one swig "Tribe? I haven't been there in years, spent the past few years just traveling the roads... How's life in the city? Folks don't seem too friendly round here"
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Yimrok gathers the three pouches and takes a sip of the drink passed to him. "So Blagmaar has been missing for a few days after taking a bad way home; Where was he last seen? Where can we find you when we have any leads on Blagmaar?"
Drink roll:10
Yimrok eyes the room, scanning for a barmaid that looks like a "Bonnie" described to him, a pale woman with hair the color of oak wood.
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Gereon will fire an arrow at a Stirge attached to the troll.
Attack roll: 13
Damage:6
Yimrok sprints to Durnan, sliding behind him and eyes the Troll;
"Get patrons like this often?"
Yimrok keeps close to Durnan, hoping the Troll is watching the half-orc.
Hide check: 9
DM Rolls
Yagra attacks Troll Attack: 15 Damage: 6
Yagra attacks Troll Attack: 14 Damage: 5
Stirge on Mirkiua 7
ooc - Mirkuia takes 7 damage
Party is up
Yimrok slips past Durnan and lands two quick kicks to the trolls knee, hoping to drop it down to his level.
"Do you want to burn the place down?! Just chop it to pieces!"
Unarmed Attack: 15 Damage: 6
Unarmed Strike: 6 Damage: 6
Unarmed Strike: 25 Damage: 7
OOC - Race feature "Lucky" to reroll that 1
Ignoring his employer, Gereon slings his bow over the shoulder then runs to the nearest lantern to grab it.
Stumbling back as the Stirge finally detaches Mirkiua shakes his head a bit, seeing Gereon run for a torch he follows Yimroks lead. Letting out a loud yell Mirkiua goes into a rage, charging towards the troll and taking a swing at the creatures gut.
Attack Roll 6
Damage roll 16
OOC In Rage, + 2 to damage along with normal +3 bonus for strength
OOC - Gereon takes 5 damage
Party is up
DM Rolls
Troll Bites Durnan Attack: 25 Damage: 9
Troll Claws Durnan Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Troll Claws Yagra Attack: 17 Damage: 10
Durnan Attacks Troll Attack: 17 Damage: 10
Durnan Attacks Troll Attack: 10 Damage: 11
Durnan Attacks Troll Attack: 16 Damage: 10
Durnan Attacks Troll Attack: 12 Damage: 11
Yagra Attacks Troll Attack: 16 Damage: 9
Yagra Attacks Troll Attack: 6 Damage: 10
stirge attach 2
stirge on ? Attack: 15 Damage: 4
Gereon fights through the immense pain and hurls the lantern at the troll.
Attack roll: 4
Damage(if needed) roll: 3
Yimrok takes two more swings at the troll.
Unarmed Attack: 19 Damage: 7
Unarmed Strike: 20 Damage: 6
Stumbles a little bit before regaining his balance grabbing the trolls freshly cut arm, tossing it right towards the fire
Throw roll 5
DM Rolls
Strirge on Gereon 5
Durnan on stirge Attack: 18 Damage: 13
Durnan on stirge Attack: 27 Damage: 11
Durnan on stirge Attack: 14 Damage: 7
Durnan on stirge Attack: 22 Damage: 6
OOC - Gereon takes 5 Damage
DM Rolls
Yimrok drinks special brew 5
Gereon drinks special brew 6
Mirkuia drinks special brew 10
OOC - Yimrok heal 5, Gereon heals 6, Mirkuia heals 10
Party is up
Yimrok reaches out a hand with bloodied knuckles, "Yimrok, Mr.Geddarm, Pleasure to meet you. My companions and I are no strangers to violence. Our big guy Mirkuia here takes care of the large violence, Gereon handles the far away violence, and I get hands on with my problems. You've approached the right man to track down a... Floon Blagmaar, was it? I have been tracking down people for years and I am good at what I do. We would love to help you Mr.Geddarm but you see we have recently arrived to town and are in need of more supplies. If you can offer thirty gold coins now, to help us better arm and find your friend, and then the rest of your offer when he is returned to you, we could start tracking him at dawn."
Persuasion: 2
Yimrock eyes the mustached man, trying to get a feel for where he falls on the side of the law.
Insight: 5
Reawakened by the fruity drink Gereon drags himself up to a table and regains his bearings. Leaving negotiations to his more eloquent companion(s), the ranger begins to check on the well being of the other customers of the Tavern.
Shaking his head from the drink, not a fan of the sweet taste he stands up, placing a large hand on the halflings shoulder, knowing the small man was much better with words than him before walking away, finding Yagra in the crowded bar "Aye Yagra, next time you get in a fight least give a guy a bit to finish his drink first"
Yimrok Insight Check
As far as you can tell he seems on the up and up. Maybe stretching the truth on how much money he has to offer, but not really lying about a reward.
OOC - If you partake in the drink roll 2d4+2 for healing.
Gereon pulls up a chair and joins the gossipers, "How many nights ago?" he asks.
Mirkuia lets out a hearty laugh, giving her hard pat on the back "Nah, I've found places aren't too keen when ya start breaking their fancy cups over skulls" he says laughing a bit more as the second drink is handed to him, looking down at it with a small grimace, but never one to turn down free drinks he takes it in one swig "Tribe? I haven't been there in years, spent the past few years just traveling the roads... How's life in the city? Folks don't seem too friendly round here"
Drink roll 6
Yimrok gathers the three pouches and takes a sip of the drink passed to him. "So Blagmaar has been missing for a few days after taking a bad way home; Where was he last seen? Where can we find you when we have any leads on Blagmaar?"
Drink roll: 10
Yimrok eyes the room, scanning for a barmaid that looks like a "Bonnie" described to him, a pale woman with hair the color of oak wood.