Sparhawk sips on a coffee (from create food) and looks at Bjorn like he got knocked on the head. He hands the man some coffee. “my friend, we are going to Port Nyanzaru to meet up with Dietrich’s friend and our contact. To orient, we are trying to get to this lake.” He points to the lake three hexes above the tower.
Sparhawk checks the pole, bag and book. Hoping it can’t be easily replicated, He ties a soldiers bowline knot. At night he will put a small twig in it to see if it is disturbed. He will speak briefly to Eberk about his concerns for Bjorn and get his counsel again about the book and make sure Bjorn does not overhear
”I’m not sure if we should keep this book or throw it into the first lava we find.” He looks again to make sure Bjorn isn’t near. “I think he is drawn to it and it destroyed Abernath. I don’t want one of these creatures to eat it. All we need is a possessed giant beast terrorizing the continent.”
"Port Nyanzaru, eh? Think there's any chance it's so called because of a famous wine they make there, or is it more likely... just a seaport." The weariness of having been so long outside a bar is becoming evident.
“Either way, drinks on me when we get there” Sparhawk says with a weary smile as he wipes sweat off his face trying to keep their mental spirits up as they have no liquid spirits to rely on.
Eberk keeps his voice low talking to Sparhawk. “I’m not much for arcane magicks. I think we may need someone with some strong knowledge of wards to keep this thing put away.”
Eberk perks up at the mention of songs. “I happen to know some old sea shanties.”
When the middle watch was on, and the time went slow, boy, Who could choose a rousing stave, who like Jack or Joe, boy? Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack. Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
There she swings, an empty hulk, not a soul below now. Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now. Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack. Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
But the best of friends must part, fair or foul the weather. Hand yer flipper for a shake, now a drink together. Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack. Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe! Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack. Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Sparhawk hears the fierce beast. "We knew we would run into one of these eventually. Lets see how we do against one."
Sparhawk smiles, tired of cutting plants and ready for a fight, although he would have preferred a smaller foe. Maybe this creature will knock some sense into his friend Bjorn.
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Sparhawk will move toward some trees and yell at the beast, hoping to draw it to him with his shiny armor. He’ll toss a javelin at disadvantage due to range
then, feeling energetic, he will throw a second one
Sparhawk sips on a coffee (from create food) and looks at Bjorn like he got knocked on the head. He hands the man some coffee.
“my friend, we are going to Port Nyanzaru to meet up with Dietrich’s friend and our contact. To orient, we are trying to get to this lake.” He points to the lake three hexes above the tower.
Sparhawk and crew pack up to leave
”plenty of water today and let keep moving slow”
Sparhawk checks the pole, bag and book. Hoping it can’t be easily replicated, He ties a soldiers bowline knot. At night he will put a small twig in it to see if it is disturbed. He will speak briefly to Eberk about his concerns for Bjorn and get his counsel again about the book and make sure Bjorn does not overhear
”I’m not sure if we should keep this book or throw it into the first lava we find.” He looks again to make sure Bjorn isn’t near. “I think he is drawn to it and it destroyed Abernath. I don’t want one of these creatures to eat it. All we need is a possessed giant beast terrorizing the continent.”
"Port Nyanzaru, eh? Think there's any chance it's so called because of a famous wine they make there, or is it more likely... just a seaport." The weariness of having been so long outside a bar is becoming evident.
"Hey, anyone know any good songs?"
“Either way, drinks on me when we get there” Sparhawk says with a weary smile as he wipes sweat off his face trying to keep their mental spirits up as they have no liquid spirits to rely on.
Eberk keeps his voice low talking to Sparhawk. “I’m not much for arcane magicks. I think we may need someone with some strong knowledge of wards to keep this thing put away.”
Eberk perks up at the mention of songs. “I happen to know some old sea shanties.”
Who could choose a rousing stave, who like Jack or Joe, boy?
Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack.
Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now.
Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack.
Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Hand yer flipper for a shake, now a drink together.
Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack.
Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main, now we're safe ashore, Jack.
Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
“Surely the heavenly voice of Eberk has frightened all the creatures in these parts.”
the half orc says with a sly grin. He noted the spirits of the crew were improved outside that tower of evil.
Eberks singing has gotten the attention of the nearby Tyrannosaur, it let's out a roar and charges in your direction.
Since I am at work an on my phone, I will have you all roll your own initiative for this encounter.
9
18
8
Frangi init: 7
Lir initiative: 3
Oh no! 13
Sparhawk hears the fierce beast.
"We knew we would run into one of these eventually. Lets see how we do against one."
Sparhawk smiles, tired of cutting plants and ready for a fight, although he would have preferred a smaller foe. Maybe this creature will knock some sense into his friend Bjorn.
( wow. You all have sleepy eye this morning)
the Giant beast is within 100’ of you as we begin the the round. You are astonished at how swiftly something so big can cover ground.
Sparhawk 18
Mr. T 9
Eberk 8
Frangipani 7
Bjorn 6
Lir 3
Sparhawk will move toward some trees and yell at the beast, hoping to draw it to him with his shiny armor.
He’ll toss a javelin at disadvantage due to range
then, feeling energetic, he will throw a second one
Attack: 10 Damage: 10
Attack: 9 Damage: 9
Your position will be in the clearing to the right of the map. 35/36ish x o/p…on your turn say your exact coordinates based on that start point.
Mr T is at Q14 and charging forwards
Sparhawk will move to v30 making a lot of noise to try to draw the beast.
Both of Sparhawk’s Javelins hit their target, sticking into the charging beast.