Bean, Torla, Tyrvan. You are all enjoying the meat, It is gamey but it's very filling and fills you with renewed energy. Imras, the Tiring day hits you hard and you just want to rest. laying against a rock but keeping your senses open. You catch yourself dozing off for a moment. Brystel, having his full of meat is drifting in and out of consciousness.
Bean, Tyrvan and Torla. The renewed energy and friendly atmosphere you have all created fills the 3 of you with a sense of Genuine happiness. While relative strangers, You all know you can trust eachother and it is a welcome feeling in this situation. 20 minutes into a conversation about Imras's lack of tracking expertise in a jungle environment and a good Chuckle as he defends himself with the usual "Im a Theif! not a Ranger!". The 3 of you all see what appears like a flash of movement, about 60 feet away from the camp. It was only a moment, But you know you saw something move.
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"Look alive everyone, weve got company" bean hops the short distance between sitting and standing. Arming himself with his short sword. "Right when i was getting comfy"
Bean yells out "Erik, is that you buddy?"
Whispering back to group. "Crap, the cubs!" waiving his free hand twards them.
OOC: I'm not sure how much time we have, so I'll put what Torla would like to do in the order she'd like to do it, and you can decide how much she can do before whatever else happens if anything, Reign.
1. Torla looks around and collects the cubs, shoving them into the bag and putting the bag on her person.
2. She blesses herself, Tyrvan and Bean with a quick prayer and a tug on her amulet. (Sorry, everybody else, but I can only do it on three creatures at a time and y'all are asleep!)
For the purposes of this. I would say you can pick up the cubs(action) and draw your mace.(Free action)
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Bean, Torla, Tyrvan. You are all enjoying the meat, It is gamey but it's very filling and fills you with renewed energy. Imras, the Tiring day hits you hard and you just want to rest. laying against a rock but keeping your senses open. You catch yourself dozing off for a moment. Brystel, having his full of meat is drifting in and out of consciousness.
Bean, Tyrvan and Torla. The renewed energy and friendly atmosphere you have all created fills the 3 of you with a sense of Genuine happiness. While relative strangers, You all know you can trust eachother and it is a welcome feeling in this situation. 20 minutes into a conversation about Imras's lack of tracking expertise in a jungle environment and a good Chuckle as he defends himself with the usual "Im a Theif! not a Ranger!". The 3 of you all see what appears like a flash of movement, about 60 feet away from the camp. It was only a moment, But you know you saw something move.
(Hey, Tryvan's the one that failed at tracking our own trail earlier! I got us this far!)
Imras leaps to his feet, coming alert again at the warning of company nearby.
Torla, you see a flash of blue-ish light for a fraction of a second before you feel a cold piercing shot nail you right in the shoulder. (You take 11 piercing damage and 2 cold damage). Your breath leaves you as you feel cold pain run threw your body. Glancing at you shoulder you see an Arrow sticking out of you, The wound radiates with pain as you grip the shaft of the arrow. It feels like a Icicle in your grip, Your eyes widen as you see the Skin around the arrow is freezing.
Erik, your position has been given away.
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"Shit, Shit!" Erik curses under his breath, his eyes going wide at what just happened. Reacting on instinct, he gives off three sharp whistles in rapid succession before shifting to a different branch, putting the trunk of the tree between him and the camp for some cover.
He's breathing rapidly in a near panic after what he just saw.
FOr this purpose we will enter combat, Roll initiative.
Imras, while you did see where the arrow came from, you dont see who shot it. It is out of the range of your vision.
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(Erik goes last so we can cut him down before he has a chance to explain!!! And better be a good explanation after the apparent attempt to shoot Torla earlier. Fortunately for him I'm assuming he's far enough away that melee attacks will be out of the question first round)
(Erik goes last so we can cut him down before he has a chance to explain!!! And better be a good explanation after the apparent attempt to shoot Torla earlier. Fortunately for him I'm assuming he's far enough away that melee attacks will be out of the question first round)
Attempt?! The 13 points of damage I took would beg to differ.
Brystel and Imras, You will both go simultaneously.
Tyrvan will be added to the Initiative order as soon as he Rolls but for the sake of the narrative, we will continue forward with the Assumption that Tyrvan is asleep.
Bean you are up first. You hear torla damn near scream and turn to see her attempting to rip a arrow out of her shoulder. You know the shot came from a far off tree, Roughly 100 feet away from your camp ground.
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Bean, Torla, Tyrvan. You are all enjoying the meat, It is gamey but it's very filling and fills you with renewed energy. Imras, the Tiring day hits you hard and you just want to rest. laying against a rock but keeping your senses open. You catch yourself dozing off for a moment. Brystel, having his full of meat is drifting in and out of consciousness.
Bean, Tyrvan and Torla. The renewed energy and friendly atmosphere you have all created fills the 3 of you with a sense of Genuine happiness. While relative strangers, You all know you can trust eachother and it is a welcome feeling in this situation. 20 minutes into a conversation about Imras's lack of tracking expertise in a jungle environment and a good Chuckle as he defends himself with the usual "Im a Theif! not a Ranger!". The 3 of you all see what appears like a flash of movement, about 60 feet away from the camp. It was only a moment, But you know you saw something move.
"Look alive everyone, weve got company" bean hops the short distance between sitting and standing. Arming himself with his short sword. "Right when i was getting comfy"
Bean yells out "Erik, is that you buddy?"
Whispering back to group. "Crap, the cubs!" waiving his free hand twards them.
OOC: I'm not sure how much time we have, so I'll put what Torla would like to do in the order she'd like to do it, and you can decide how much she can do before whatever else happens if anything, Reign.
1. Torla looks around and collects the cubs, shoving them into the bag and putting the bag on her person.
2. She blesses herself, Tyrvan and Bean with a quick prayer and a tug on her amulet. (Sorry, everybody else, but I can only do it on three creatures at a time and y'all are asleep!)
3. She draws her mace.
For the purposes of this. I would say you can pick up the cubs(action) and draw your mace.(Free action)
Torla, you see a flash of blue-ish light for a fraction of a second before you feel a cold piercing shot nail you right in the shoulder. (You take 11 piercing damage and 2 cold damage). Your breath leaves you as you feel cold pain run threw your body. Glancing at you shoulder you see an Arrow sticking out of you, The wound radiates with pain as you grip the shaft of the arrow. It feels like a Icicle in your grip, Your eyes widen as you see the Skin around the arrow is freezing.
Erik, your position has been given away.
What the hell?!?!
imras looks back in the direction the arrow came from to see who fired it.
(Assuming we roll initiative now?)
"Shit, Shit!" Erik curses under his breath, his eyes going wide at what just happened. Reacting on instinct, he gives off three sharp whistles in rapid succession before shifting to a different branch, putting the trunk of the tree between him and the camp for some cover.
He's breathing rapidly in a near panic after what he just saw.
FOr this purpose we will enter combat, Roll initiative.
Imras, while you did see where the arrow came from, you dont see who shot it. It is out of the range of your vision.
Initiative: 21
"Who is out there, show yourself" bean shouts.
(Gotcha. Edited my post to remove the reference to Erik.)
Initiative: 13
Initiative: 5
Well that'll make things tricky...
Initiative: 6
OOC: What the heck is going on? Such intrigue! Is the freezing skin some kind of condition I should be aware of?
(Erik goes last so we can cut him down before he has a chance to explain!!! And better be a good explanation after the apparent attempt to shoot Torla earlier. Fortunately for him I'm assuming he's far enough away that melee attacks will be out of the question first round)
Initiative 23
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OOC: Torla, I'm pretty sure he's referring to the earlier incident in the cave, when it looked like Erik was shooting in your direction.
Oh, yes. Gotcha.
Initiative order:
Bean: 21
Imras: 13
Brystel: 13
Torla: 11
Erik: 5
Brystel and Imras, You will both go simultaneously.
Tyrvan will be added to the Initiative order as soon as he Rolls but for the sake of the narrative, we will continue forward with the Assumption that Tyrvan is asleep.
Bean you are up first. You hear torla damn near scream and turn to see her attempting to rip a arrow out of her shoulder. You know the shot came from a far off tree, Roughly 100 feet away from your camp ground.
Bean shouts "have at thee coward" bean runs 50 and "trips" going prone using move and action to dash and dropping prone at the end of his turn
Bean growls "damit beast, does your curse have to affect me now?"