Cade pondered for a moment. He personally had no idea how they were going to find Emund. Cade didn't have a plan. He was hoping Yorvalor or Keegan would have one. Cade looks down at his hands. He felt like they were stained. Stained with all the crimes he had committed. Cade stares at Yorvalor. Cade eventually sighs.
"I have no idea, I feel like this is all my fault. Harming those men, losing my sword. I...don't...." Cade trails off. He places the hood of his cloak up and continues walking forward.
Yorvalor follows Cade and wrap his arm around Cade's shoulder. "Dear Friend Cade. Please do not be so hard on yourself. You didn't mean for any of this to happen. I am sure Mr. Masus is not a very nice person, and he is just trying to get to us one way or another. I hope that we will be able to pay Mr. Masus in kind when the opportunity arrives." Yorvalor looks around hoping, perhaps, to find Tharii or any familiar face that might be of help. (Perception: 4)
"Well, unfortunate, I am a little our of my elements at the moment my friend. I am pretty good at making people merry, but I am not so great at eluding pursuing folks while trying to find another person. AND we must not draw attention to ourselves. THAT is something Yorvalor is definitely not good at." Yorvalor smiles at Cade. "So, I was hoping that you would be better at that department."
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade chuckles to himself. He placed a hand on his shoulder. Cade had no idea where to start. He pondered for a minute. He wondered whether or not they should head to Emund's temple, that would be the simplest way to get to Emund or even find him. But Cade was nervous about it, what if the authorities were after them as well. Cade sighs.
"Stick to the shadows and don't bring any attention to yourself...which might be hard for you to do," Cade chuckles.
Before he goes he stops and whispers audible enough for Yorvalor to hear, but not Keegan. "Thanks,"
He continues forward heading to the temple, but stealthily (Stealth:10)
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“Gambler’s den...” Emund thinks about the ones he’s familiar with in the city (History: 7). He walks into the newly opened passage way, stopping to turn to Curtis. “Thank you friend. May your Faith light your way as well.”
Emund follows the clear path as Curtis instructed, but makes careful note of any alternative paths that veer off, as well as any defining characteristics of the space (Perception: 6).
“Broken God, if there was ever a time to offer some guidance, now would be wonderful, if you’re listening.”
As you take a moment to think of any gamber’s den.. you try to recall those you’ve been to which would make sense. None come to your mind, especially with the chaos going on. Heading down, you don’t notice too much. The pathways are dark and narrow. Gaps in the walls giving some kind of light. You’re sure that you could find your way back if need be, given the time. Or some secret as to the construction of the wings of the Cathedral.
As you take the final steps, pushing on some of the loose stones by a bush, you find yourself looking out over a part of the city. A small breeze picks up off the water. The red cords around your wrist fluttering loose as they seem to point. Your eyes follow, only to see....
Cade & Yorvalor...
You manage to slip out mostly unnoticed. Ducking into the shadows and staying away from the sounds of footsteps. While you never see a friendly face, you do manage to come across the temple in the distance. A familiar outline seeming to step out from a bush as you turn a corner. A armed and ready to move Emund in the distance.
Just after that moment of acknowledgement... Yorvalor and Cade hear a faint sound. Footsteps. Light footsteps, but moving fast. The way they’re hitting your ears... someone is on the nearby roofs of the buildings.
"Brother Emund. It is good to see you!! We were wondering how we were supposed to find you. I guess we must thank Friend Cade here for safely bringing us to you. I will gather that you also had to make a hasty escape from your quarters. There were folks looking for us at the Falcon's Nest. Thanks Old Friend Nicolai for warning us and showing us a safe passage out of the Nest. Do you have any idea of what is happening?"
Yorvalor hears the sound from the roofs, and brings Slash to the front, fingers on the strings ready to play.
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade smiles as he and Yorvalor approach Emund. After hearing the noise on the rooftops he grips the hilt of his shortsword tightly, having it still be sheathed.
"It's good to see ya," Cade remarks. Still pretty much on alert.
"We should find somewhere safer to talk the streets of Dunnour are dangerous," he adds.
A lone figure can be seen hopping from the rooftops as you all stand somewhat nearby. The temple behind you, and the sprawling city scape of the Fishers. From the small huts, to the vat houses for processing leviathans, to the more open dock-side where the boats are.
While the figure's cloak keeps their face hidden, a outline of two crossed swords on the inner part of the robes did little to hide who was running on the roofs after you. Open combat right here could get messy, being in sight lines of the Cathedral. But the figure is currently alone. And it could be a opportune moment to strike at one of the two blades.
When the figure lands on a rooftop closer to the party Yorvalor strums a high pitch note with Slash and yells "Hey you up there prancing on the rooftops!! You jump so bad that a wet cat jumps better than you!" and casts Vicious Mockery on the figure.
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The agent lands, before turning it's hooded gaze to Yorvalor, nearly sixty feet away at the edge of the roofs before it turns into more open ground leading to the Cathedral.
“Approach!” bellows Emund (Command), wielding it with as much authority as he can muster. He narrows his eyes at the dark figure and sees that it’s turned towards the Cathedral.
”If this doesn’t work, we’ll need to run for it. There are many more knights in the Cathedral.”
The agent moves to the edge of the roof, feet resting right on the ledge. A hand tosses out, a few gestures from the wrist, followed by a flash of light.
A bolt streaks out towards Yorvalor. While the bolt streaks through the air, the figure jump to a few more rooftops. Down a few feet. Then down a few more before landing on the ground. Walking a few feet towards the trio. Drawing out a short sword from under the robes. “I don’t have time for questions of those that murder.”
Guiding Bolt Attack at Yorvalor: 12 Damage: 21 (I typed the damage wrong... but it’s a miss so not going to re roll the damage)
"I see trials have fallen out of fashion." Emund begins to slide fingers over one another, twisting his hands to continue the movements, before pulling downwards on something unseen, muttering, "Lost favor is both test of faith and bane of success."
As he pulls the spell to completion and waits to see if its effects take hold, Emund glances around to see if any other threats are looming (Perception: 6).
Yorvalor sees a bolt of light coming towards him, and it hits the ground a few feet next to him. The bolt felt like a very powerful energy that could have knocked him out cold easily. (OCC: I am using DMG:21 :-) He is taken aback. "Wow, that was close!!" He shakes his head and then turns to the agent. "Now, where was I? Oh Yes..."
(OCC: After Emund cast Bane) "I am sorry Sir, but we DO need some answers. So I hope you don't mind me asking you..." Yorvalor starts strumming some discorded notes with Slash. "Why do sneaky rogues prefer leather armor?... Because it's made of HIDE!! Get it? Ohhh fine." He then casts Hideous Laughter on the agent.
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
(Sorry for the delay. Been on the west coast. And totally just messed up a bunch of rolls after writing something so going to make this semi-quick)
Agent Saves: v Bane: 15 v Hideous Laughter: 18
The Agent seems to resist and throw off the spells. Still, in the moment of distraction, Cade is able to engage and slash him across his chest (8 dmg).
The agent takes a quick step back, his hand moving as he casts once again. A shimmering shield seeming to envelop him, before he moves to also take a slash at Cade.
(Bonus Action on self: Shield of Faith) Attack: 16 Damage: 5
”Trials are for those who do not have a company of men saying they were attacked by a group that fits you three mere hours ago.” The Agent says with a bit too much spit, still in his fight with Cade.
Yorvalor, with a stern face, calmly tells Cade. "Please, Friend Cade. Stand down, or quarry is not with this gentleman." Yorvalor brings Slash to his back, put his hands up about shoulder height, and slowly walks towards the agent. He stops about 10 feet from the agent. "My good sir, we do not wish to fight you. There has been a great misunderstanding. We were all actually sleeping in our quarters until we heard knocking on our doors. All we ask is for a moment of your attention, for we are desperately looking for answers." He slowly walks to 5 feet from the agent. "If you wish to strike me, you may do so. Otherwise, may we talk for a moment?" (Persuasion: 18)
(OCC: Sorry if I am extending my turn here). Yorvalor zones out for a second, and looks up, like he's thinking of something. He then looks at the agent with a slight wry smirk. "Say... By any change, do you happen know of a tax collector called Sarah?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade pondered for a moment. He personally had no idea how they were going to find Emund. Cade didn't have a plan. He was hoping Yorvalor or Keegan would have one. Cade looks down at his hands. He felt like they were stained. Stained with all the crimes he had committed. Cade stares at Yorvalor. Cade eventually sighs.
"I have no idea, I feel like this is all my fault. Harming those men, losing my sword. I...don't...." Cade trails off. He places the hood of his cloak up and continues walking forward.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade chuckles to himself. He placed a hand on his shoulder. Cade had no idea where to start. He pondered for a minute. He wondered whether or not they should head to Emund's temple, that would be the simplest way to get to Emund or even find him. But Cade was nervous about it, what if the authorities were after them as well. Cade sighs.
"Stick to the shadows and don't bring any attention to yourself...which might be hard for you to do," Cade chuckles.
Before he goes he stops and whispers audible enough for Yorvalor to hear, but not Keegan. "Thanks,"
He continues forward heading to the temple, but stealthily (Stealth:10)
“Gambler’s den...” Emund thinks about the ones he’s familiar with in the city (History: 7). He walks into the newly opened passage way, stopping to turn to Curtis. “Thank you friend. May your Faith light your way as well.”
Emund follows the clear path as Curtis instructed, but makes careful note of any alternative paths that veer off, as well as any defining characteristics of the space (Perception: 6).
“Broken God, if there was ever a time to offer some guidance, now would be wonderful, if you’re listening.”
Emund...
As you take a moment to think of any gamber’s den.. you try to recall those you’ve been to which would make sense. None come to your mind, especially with the chaos going on. Heading down, you don’t notice too much. The pathways are dark and narrow. Gaps in the walls giving some kind of light. You’re sure that you could find your way back if need be, given the time. Or some secret as to the construction of the wings of the Cathedral.
As you take the final steps, pushing on some of the loose stones by a bush, you find yourself looking out over a part of the city. A small breeze picks up off the water. The red cords around your wrist fluttering loose as they seem to point. Your eyes follow, only to see....
Cade & Yorvalor...
You manage to slip out mostly unnoticed. Ducking into the shadows and staying away from the sounds of footsteps. While you never see a friendly face, you do manage to come across the temple in the distance. A familiar outline seeming to step out from a bush as you turn a corner. A armed and ready to move Emund in the distance.
Just after that moment of acknowledgement... Yorvalor and Cade hear a faint sound. Footsteps. Light footsteps, but moving fast. The way they’re hitting your ears... someone is on the nearby roofs of the buildings.
What do you all do?
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade smiles as he and Yorvalor approach Emund. After hearing the noise on the rooftops he grips the hilt of his shortsword tightly, having it still be sheathed.
"It's good to see ya," Cade remarks. Still pretty much on alert.
"We should find somewhere safer to talk the streets of Dunnour are dangerous," he adds.
A lone figure can be seen hopping from the rooftops as you all stand somewhat nearby. The temple behind you, and the sprawling city scape of the Fishers. From the small huts, to the vat houses for processing leviathans, to the more open dock-side where the boats are.
While the figure's cloak keeps their face hidden, a outline of two crossed swords on the inner part of the robes did little to hide who was running on the roofs after you. Open combat right here could get messy, being in sight lines of the Cathedral. But the figure is currently alone. And it could be a opportune moment to strike at one of the two blades.
What do you do?
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
When the figure lands on a rooftop closer to the party Yorvalor strums a high pitch note with Slash and yells "Hey you up there prancing on the rooftops!! You jump so bad that a wet cat jumps better than you!" and casts Vicious Mockery on the figure.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The agent lands, before turning it's hooded gaze to Yorvalor, nearly sixty feet away at the edge of the roofs before it turns into more open ground leading to the Cathedral.
WIS Save: 14 v DC 13
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
“Approach!” bellows Emund (Command), wielding it with as much authority as he can muster. He narrows his eyes at the dark figure and sees that it’s turned towards the Cathedral.
”If this doesn’t work, we’ll need to run for it. There are many more knights in the Cathedral.”
The agent hears the words, knees buckling a bit as the words and magic fall on ears....
(WIS Save: 18 v DC 13)
...but it's clear that the agent resisted. Knees locking back into a more ready stance.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Cade pulls out a dagger preparing to throw it if anything happens.
"What do ya want?" Cade asks. Cade will hold his action until the figure comes closer
The agent moves to the edge of the roof, feet resting right on the ledge. A hand tosses out, a few gestures from the wrist, followed by a flash of light.
A bolt streaks out towards Yorvalor. While the bolt streaks through the air, the figure jump to a few more rooftops. Down a few feet. Then down a few more before landing on the ground. Walking a few feet towards the trio. Drawing out a short sword from under the robes. “I don’t have time for questions of those that murder.”
Guiding Bolt Attack at Yorvalor: 12 Damage: 21
(I typed the damage wrong... but it’s a miss so not going to re roll the damage)
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
"I see trials have fallen out of fashion." Emund begins to slide fingers over one another, twisting his hands to continue the movements, before pulling downwards on something unseen, muttering, "Lost favor is both test of faith and bane of success."
As he pulls the spell to completion and waits to see if its effects take hold, Emund glances around to see if any other threats are looming (Perception: 6).
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade stares at Yorvalor, after his remark about leather armor.
"That hurt me, man," Cade says. He charges forward with his longsword in one hand and the dagger in the other. He swings at the figure.
Attack:25
Damage: 4
Dagger-
Attack: 11
Damage:5
OOC: Natural 20 on the first attack so I think that should be an 8 instead of a 4 or at least a 5
(Sorry for the delay. Been on the west coast. And totally just messed up a bunch of rolls after writing something so going to make this semi-quick)
Agent Saves:
v Bane: 15
v Hideous Laughter: 18
The Agent seems to resist and throw off the spells. Still, in the moment of distraction, Cade is able to engage and slash him across his chest (8 dmg).
The agent takes a quick step back, his hand moving as he casts once again. A shimmering shield seeming to envelop him, before he moves to also take a slash at Cade.
(Bonus Action on self: Shield of Faith)
Attack: 16 Damage: 5
”Trials are for those who do not have a company of men saying they were attacked by a group that fits you three mere hours ago.” The Agent says with a bit too much spit, still in his fight with Cade.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Yorvalor, with a stern face, calmly tells Cade. "Please, Friend Cade. Stand down, or quarry is not with this gentleman." Yorvalor brings Slash to his back, put his hands up about shoulder height, and slowly walks towards the agent. He stops about 10 feet from the agent. "My good sir, we do not wish to fight you. There has been a great misunderstanding. We were all actually sleeping in our quarters until we heard knocking on our doors. All we ask is for a moment of your attention, for we are desperately looking for answers." He slowly walks to 5 feet from the agent. "If you wish to strike me, you may do so. Otherwise, may we talk for a moment?" (Persuasion: 18)
(OCC: Sorry if I am extending my turn here). Yorvalor zones out for a second, and looks up, like he's thinking of something. He then looks at the agent with a slight wry smirk. "Say... By any change, do you happen know of a tax collector called Sarah?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
(Give me a insight rather than a persuasion check for this one)
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour