Forgotten Realms Tales

     Gorm is vaguely aware she is walking towards the cliff and that it is probably not a good thing...  But she feels no real compulsion to stop.  There is a bit of a tug at her when she hears Doctor Arbutaveyu scream at her to stop, but the sensation is momentary at best.

Gorm save at the start of her turn:  Wis vs DC 11 - 2

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     Gorm comes to a stop just as she is about to step off the cliff and curses loudly and colorfully.  Stowing one of her weapons, Gorm rushes over to Dr. Arvutaveyu and Logan and attempts to grab Logan and drag him as far away from the cliff as possible, hopefully getting him and herself a safe distance since the good doctor, so far, seems the only one in their right mind.

Strength Grapple roll to grab and pull Logan: 24

Though not sure he is contesting so I may not need a roll to grab and drag him 20 feet from cliff...

Dice rolls not available above... Use if they show up otherwise use: 23

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OOC:  Waiting to see what happens with the others’ turns (grapples and such) before Logan takes his turn.

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OOC:  Waiting to see what happens with the others’ turns (grapples and such) before Logan takes his turn.

 (If it becomes relevant, here is Logan’s Wisdom save at the beginning of his turn:  5  )

(well Grant is out of reach for a few days so I will roll his athletics to grapple Logan and edit this post.:

Dr. A. Athletics: 13 )

 (Rolled an 11 in case it changes) 

Dra A. tries to use his magic to stop Gorm's walk into a certain death, but the nomad seems to be too captivated by the chant of the harpies and pays no heed to him. 

Seeing that his strategy is not working he decides to take another route and runs towards Logan. He jumps into him and the absent fighter doesn't see him coming. Soon they are a pile of arms, legs, armor and shell in the ground, but finally the cleric ends on top of the charmed Logan and he restrain him for going nearer the edge of the cliff. 

The tortle looks up anxiously towards Gorm who seems determined to reach for the harpies, oblivious to the fact that they are flying several feet beyond the relatively safety of the path. But the instincts of the desert dweller kick on the last second and she stops before taking the last, probably fatal, step. 

Shaking her head Gorm looks down to the hundred fall and takes a step back, growling to the harpies that now shriek in frustration. 

Logan:

Suddenly on his backside and tangled with Doctor A, Logan spends his turn trying to extricate himself from the fracas and stand up, the music still compelling him to draw nearer.

Athletics to escape grapple:  10

Wisdom save at the end of his turn:  10

     On her turn Gorm is heading for Logan and trying to grapple him and drag him away from the cliff but her grapple was... poor.  (6, rolled up on post 384...).  Though even if she cannot grapple and pull him back perhaps her efforts at least slow his advance?

     If Logan tries to move past Gorm and towards the cliff she will use her reaction to take an Attack of Opportunity on him - Perhaps the hilt of her sword against his head will knock his senses clear?

((If needed)) Opportunity Attack:  Attack: 12 Damage: 6 - trying to do non lethal damage here...

Between his two friends they manage to keep the bulky fighter away from the edge of the cliff, despite his efforts to try stand up and keep walking towards it.

The other two harpies, however flight back and Gorm sees that they are ready to dive again and attack the struggling friends. 

(Not sure if you mean I should keep the 6 and only roll once more, or should re-roll the 6.  SO I will roll twice and if keeping the 6 just consider the first result...)

1st Athletics: 25

2nd Athletics: 13

     Gorm's main focus is on stopping Logan, preventing him from walking off the cliff is more important than worrying about attacks from these things.  At least for the moment.

((OOC Sorry! I read this on the cell and then I forgot it would not appear on my notifications... )) 

Trying to keep their friend to jump into a death leap, both Dr A. and Gorm fight to keep Logan in the ground. The two flying harpies dive back to them trying to cut them with their claws. 

The other two, seeing that their influence has no effect on the woman and they are keeping the man away from their lure, dive too, claws at the ready, to finish the defenders, but they are intercepted by one of the knights that, charging with their horses, interpose himself between the harpies and the struggling friends. Shrieking and screaming they engage in a fight with the Purple Knight. 

Logan recovers his senses when they stop singing and recognizes the purple cloak the fighter is wearing as one of the protectors of the Kingdom. 

Logan:

”Okay,  okay, the song has stopped.  Thanks for saving my life, now let me up,” says Logan.  Getting to his feet, he moves over to the harpies attacking the knight and slices at one of them with his Longsword.

Longsword Attack:  Attack: 14 Damage: 8

     Cautiously allowing Logan loose, Gorm watches him with some suspicion for a moment until it is clear that he is himself once again.  Once assured of that, Gorm draws her own weapons and rejoins the battle, swinging with abandon at any harpy close enough to reach.

Scimitar Attack: 16 Damage: 9

Offhand Scimitar Attack: 20 Damage: 3

Combining their efforts in one of the creatures, both Logan and Gorm take one down, leaving the knight free to pierce the heart of the other one with his longsword. 

Seeing that the other Purple Knights come charging and their other members of the flock are either dead or fleeing, the remaining two harpies fly away after they shriek towards them. 

They all remain panting, alert for them to reappear but after a few seconds it seems that they have won the battle. 

The knight descend from his horse and takes off his helmet, revealing a seasoned warrior. He has grey strokes on his hair but his brown eyes evaluates the companions. 

" I do thank you for your help. I am Sir Brace Skatterhawk Commander of the Purple Dragon Knights. Who are you who came into the aid of the Crown?"

Before they can reply a younger voice from the carriage asks. 

"Are.. are they gone Sir Skatterhawk?" 

"Yes my liege" replies the knight looking over the party to the young man that is at the open door of the carriage. "Are you ok Sire?" 

"I am " replies the young man stepping down and being immediately escorted by two of the other knights "thanks to you and these strangers."  he looks curious to you waiting for a response to Sir Skatterhawk's question too.  

Logan:

 Cleaning and sheathing his sword, Logan bows and says, “Greetings Commander.  I am Logan Flameheart, and these are my friends Doctor Arbutaveyu and Gorm Diabhal.  We are honored to have been of service to the crown.”

     Gorm, more or less, goes about her business - She checks out the corpses and makes sure they are actually dead, she momentarily examines them and wonders if any part of them would make a good trophy and if their slaying would make an interesting tale when she goes back home, she keeps an eye out to ensure the one (or two? unsure) that escaped are not returning and she gives these knights a looking over to assess them as she does any warrior she comes into close proximaty to.  She does not bow or show deference or even pay much attention to them.  While doing all this, shortly after Logan responds, she does offhandedly say "I didn't see any crown...I came to the assistance of people who needed it."

Dr A says nothing merely observing the goings on.

The veteran Knight nods slightly to acknowledge the names of the impromptu saviors as Logan introduces them. 

"Which gives more credit to your deeds " replies to Gorm " But to the Crown you aided" he adds. 

"And the Crown will not forget it" interjects the young noble, barely a teenager but, now that the danger has passed, he has regained the composure and behaves with a regal attitude. 

"Be sure to come to Suzail, come to Castle Obarskyr at the Greengrass Festival. You will be my honored guest. " says the Prince. 

"Is everyone ok Sir Skatterhawk?" he asks to the commander of the kinghts. The seasoned warrior replies, in the most neutral tone he can muster " We have lost Sir Gerrick and Sir Thindal. And your driver, Pincus, has perished as well my liege." 

For a second the prince face turns white, but he swallows and makes an effort to stay strong. 

"We will mourn them. " he says giving to the woman servant who Dr. A. found unconscious in the carriage, and who has stepped down to be near the prince, some dubitative glances, as if he was trying to get confirmation that he was doing the right thing. She nods as he keeps talking "Please see that their families are provided and prepare their... bodies to be carried to Suzail for a proper burial" 

"Yes Sire" 

He walks towards Gorm, who is near one the fallen creatures.  "What are these?" he asks to no one in particular but the tiefling are the one nearest to him. " I've never seen these creatures before" he says with a mixture of horror and fascination both to see a dead body and the strange creature.

Meanwhile the Commander talks to Logan and Dr. A. 

"I do thank the Gods that you appeared when you did. They way you three stopped the carriage was brave and reckless equally. Where are you headed if I may ask?"  

Logan:

At the young man’s proclamation, Logan smiles and bows, merely answering, “Yes, Sire,” as he just heard the senior knight do.

At the Commander’s question, he speaks forthrightly, ”Of course, Commander.  We just left Suzail yesterday, where Sir Isteval just took my application to join your order.   We are doing some research into a troubling development and are escorting Mistress Chiara to the great Candlekeep library.”

OOC:  Do we know how long from now the Greengrass Festival is?

     Gorm's face begins to twist and a sharp retort about to leap out when she realized that this prince(?),  king(?),  royal anyway, is talking about the flying creature and not her.  Her attitude quickly subsides and she lets out a small sigh and a shrug.  "I am... unfamiliar... with these creatures, to be honest.  We do not have them in my homelands."

(19 roll in game log for Arcana to see if she would know anything...)

     "We did have stories though... Legends...Of flying creatures from the mountains at the edges of the desert that had haggard faces and eagles talons...  I'd never seen one before tough and hadn't actually considered that these could be them until now."