(Frankly speaking, the ten gold and half plate armor is on the hobgoblin so Aurelia. The 15 silver is split amongst the goblins, 6 near Ashley, 2 near Hatt, and 7 near Bennett and Aurelia.)
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Noticing that the last goblin standing managed to escape, Aurelia understood that their cover would now be officially blown. If each remaining hobgoblin, with the goblins at its command, would be as tough as this fight she figured the potions of healing she bought prior would be of much use. As a matter of fact, the triton reached for a potion and drank it, restoring 9 hit points. She then turns to look at the others. "Is everyone okay?"
While waiting for confirmation, Aurelia makes quick work of looking over the hobgoblin, collecting the gold its carrying and eyeing the armor. "Would anyone be interested in this half plate armor? It'd provide good protection. I also found 10 gold on his body. Would you guys prefer it if we split the money, or if I keep it on my person as a collective fund of sorts to use when we need it?"
Crispy looks at the others to make sure everyone's ok, then squats next to Ashley as if nothing happened. "I'm impressed." She says, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You're a great healer. I owe you one." She glances over at Aurelia, "I don't need the money or the armor."
While annoyed a goblin got away, probably thanks to her, she thought to herself that next time she would do better. She stayed next to Ashley like a bodyguard and patiently waited till she caught her breath.
Ashley begins I'll b fine. i just need a few minutes to...She feels a sharp pain and looks down to her wound ...Ok maybe not. I could use a little help.
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Crispy looks at Ashley's wound. "Hmm..Here." she says, and takes a health potion out. "I think you're going to need this more than I, and it's the least I can do. OR if you don't want to use one, lay down and i'll stitch you up. It's a skill I picked up at the Academy. It might leave a scar though, just like all the millions I have! AND it might sting a bit." She tried so sound as calm and lighthearted as possible, as not to make Ashley any more concerned.
A short rest would let me get some of my gifted power back and it would let my nature connection to the divine naturally heal my wound. But i dont know if it s wise in a goblin infested mine. Aside from that the potion is preferred. Ashley tries not to look cross at the idea of someone self taught stitching her wound. She looks back to Crispy Just doing my part of the job i signed up for. You owe me nothing but to get us all out alive.
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
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A short rest sounds wonderful says Hatt, from the heart. But Ashley's right. I don't know if the other goblins or hobgoblins will leave us in peace.
He turns and looks at Ashley, still grasping a healing potion, and hesitated. Should I save the spell? No, I think we'll need everybody ready to fight at a moment's notice. It's time to start doing my job. With that, he places his hand on Ashley's arm and casts Cure Wounds for 7 (includes +3 Disciple of Life bonus).
That done, he turns and answers Aurelia; No, thanks, my armour's got sentimental value (he grins) I think the shared pot of money is a good idea though; we could put it towards a spare set of healing potions when we get back to Cresthall.
Then he sets the torch very carefully on the floor next to the wall, trying to stick it into the ground so it stays in place. If we have to go find the hobgoblins, I'll bring it with us, but if they come here, this way I'll have a free hand. I can't believe I never learned any light magic. And Brother Anapec did keep telling me I should. "Hatt, you never know when you need clear sight on a moonless night." he would say. Quite often, now that I think on it. I wonder, did he know that I would end up adventuring down goblin-filled mines? I didn't even know myself in those days. I would have been quite happy just to stay home and never leave the village. Life takes strange turns. He smiles ruefully, and pokes the torch again, testing its steadiness.
"Yeah," Crispy says to Ashley, "That was kind of a dumb idea, huh. Sorry. Works for me, though, in a pinch." She laughs nervously, feeling silly about mentioning it. Hells, you IDIOT, Cora. She's a healer, she doesn't need your stupid stitching skills. Just stick to what YOU do best. "Shorty's heal is a much better plan."
Hatts healing energy flows into Ashley, closing her wound nearly to completion. *chuckles* I'm not used to being on this end of the magic. Thanks Hatt. Ashley stands up.If no one minds, I'd like to look at that armor please.
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Bennett lowers his arm as the sword goes away and his right eye turns back to it's normal dark blue color. "I think a short rest would do us some good. I don't think those goblins will attack again. I wish we knew how many there were in the caves. The hobgoblin mentioned a "her"... I wonder who that "her" is."
Bennett looks at Ashley eyeing the armor, "I believe our little bird friend," he points at Gasp, "was wanting the armor."
He sits down next to Crispy, "I'm sorry for what was said before the fight. I wanted information... information that would've helped. They only wanted a few more hours then they'd be out of here, we could've just waited. Whatever the miners lose isn't our problem, we are getting paid to clear out the mines." Bennett smiles "Too late for that now. You're a talented fighter. I respect that. I just wanted to apologize." He extends his arm out to shake yours.
((About how many hours do we have left to complete the contract?))
Oh, OK. He can have it. It looks to noisy for me to move in anyways.Ashley will take a deep drink from her waterskin to replenish some of the fluids she lost and then try to clean some of her blood off of her clothes. Good thing i didn't wear anything nice today. Blood goes well with travel clothes, yes ?
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
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(Time is 9:30 so you guys still got 22 hours till they blow up the mine, 10 and half till they close it off. So who's getting the half plate? Oh and thanks for reminding me.)
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As you all were talking, the mines shake a bit. Not as bad as when Bennett's magic went awry but the tremor happens for a few seconds then subsides. Then you hear screeching, the familiar screeching of goblins. Not crying out for battle, not for war, but for their deaths. Wailing screams echo through the mines. Karra you can hear their pleas for mercy and begging for their lives.
Crispy turns to Bennett as he speaks, her smile fading.
Now that combat was over, she was more calm, less agitated, willing to listen. She heard his words and tried to find the true meaning in them, to see if he was being sarcastic, or condescending. She wasn't quite sure, and she grew frustrated once again as he nick picked her strategy and tried to justify his. She studied him with narrow eyes as he spoke, trying to remain calm and not bristle and get defensive. Ok, fine, so he thinks he has all the answers? What the Hell does he know. And he doesn't know shit about you, either.
However, to give him credit, his apology seemed genuine as far as she could tell, and there was no point in defending her actions and explaining her life story to him, just so he would understand why she did things the way she did. Like he said. It's too late for that now, and right now he wasn't worth the explanation. At least he acknowledged your battle skills.
"Apology accepted," was all she said, as she extended her arm and shook his hand.
Trying to deal with the frustration, she reverts back to her introverted, annoyed self, gets up, and finds a corner to lean against while she waits for everyone to finish resting. She cleans her blades in silence.
That's when the mine shook. She looked deeper into the darkness, and silently, broodingly, promised more death to come. After all, it's what she did best. That, and being alone. She was getting used to it. Pfff. Just finish the job and get out of there, Cora. You hurt everyone you meet, no one gets you, and you have a terrible attitude.
(Time is 9:30 so you guys still got 22 hours till they blow up the mine, 10 and half till they close it off. So who's getting the half plate? Oh and thanks for reminding me.)
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As you all were talking, the mines shake a bit. Not as bad as when Bennett's magic went awry but the tremor happens for a few seconds then subsides. Then you hear screeching, the familiar screeching of goblins. Not crying out for battle, not for war, but for their deaths. Wailing screams echo through the mines. Karra you can hear their pleas for mercy and begging for their lives.
(Frankly speaking, the ten gold and half plate armor is on the hobgoblin so Aurelia. The 15 silver is split amongst the goblins, 6 near Ashley, 2 near Hatt, and 7 near Bennett and Aurelia.)
Noticing that the last goblin standing managed to escape, Aurelia understood that their cover would now be officially blown. If each remaining hobgoblin, with the goblins at its command, would be as tough as this fight she figured the potions of healing she bought prior would be of much use. As a matter of fact, the triton reached for a potion and drank it, restoring 9 hit points. She then turns to look at the others. "Is everyone okay?"
While waiting for confirmation, Aurelia makes quick work of looking over the hobgoblin, collecting the gold its carrying and eyeing the armor. "Would anyone be interested in this half plate armor? It'd provide good protection. I also found 10 gold on his body. Would you guys prefer it if we split the money, or if I keep it on my person as a collective fund of sorts to use when we need it?"
Crispy looks at the others to make sure everyone's ok, then squats next to Ashley as if nothing happened. "I'm impressed." She says, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You're a great healer. I owe you one." She glances over at Aurelia, "I don't need the money or the armor."
While annoyed a goblin got away, probably thanks to her, she thought to herself that next time she would do better. She stayed next to Ashley like a bodyguard and patiently waited till she caught her breath.
Ashley begins I'll b fine. i just need a few minutes to...She feels a sharp pain and looks down to her wound ...Ok maybe not. I could use a little help.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
Crispy looks at Ashley's wound. "Hmm..Here." she says, and takes a health potion out. "I think you're going to need this more than I, and it's the least I can do. OR if you don't want to use one, lay down and i'll stitch you up. It's a skill I picked up at the Academy. It might leave a scar though, just like all the millions I have! AND it might sting a bit." She tried so sound as calm and lighthearted as possible, as not to make Ashley any more concerned.
(Or we can take a short rest and heal up.)
Gasp approaches Aurelia and will attempt to communicate that he’d like the armor.
A short rest would let me get some of my gifted power back and it would let my nature connection to the divine naturally heal my wound. But i dont know if it s wise in a goblin infested mine. Aside from that the potion is preferred. Ashley tries not to look cross at the idea of someone self taught stitching her wound. She looks back to Crispy Just doing my part of the job i signed up for. You owe me nothing but to get us all out alive.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
A short rest sounds wonderful says Hatt, from the heart. But Ashley's right. I don't know if the other goblins or hobgoblins will leave us in peace.
He turns and looks at Ashley, still grasping a healing potion, and hesitated. Should I save the spell? No, I think we'll need everybody ready to fight at a moment's notice. It's time to start doing my job. With that, he places his hand on Ashley's arm and casts Cure Wounds for 7 (includes +3 Disciple of Life bonus).
That done, he turns and answers Aurelia; No, thanks, my armour's got sentimental value (he grins) I think the shared pot of money is a good idea though; we could put it towards a spare set of healing potions when we get back to Cresthall.
Then he sets the torch very carefully on the floor next to the wall, trying to stick it into the ground so it stays in place. If we have to go find the hobgoblins, I'll bring it with us, but if they come here, this way I'll have a free hand. I can't believe I never learned any light magic. And Brother Anapec did keep telling me I should. "Hatt, you never know when you need clear sight on a moonless night." he would say. Quite often, now that I think on it. I wonder, did he know that I would end up adventuring down goblin-filled mines? I didn't even know myself in those days. I would have been quite happy just to stay home and never leave the village. Life takes strange turns. He smiles ruefully, and pokes the torch again, testing its steadiness.
"Yeah," Crispy says to Ashley, "That was kind of a dumb idea, huh. Sorry. Works for me, though, in a pinch." She laughs nervously, feeling silly about mentioning it. Hells, you IDIOT, Cora. She's a healer, she doesn't need your stupid stitching skills. Just stick to what YOU do best. "Shorty's heal is a much better plan."
Hatts healing energy flows into Ashley, closing her wound nearly to completion. *chuckles* I'm not used to being on this end of the magic. Thanks Hatt. Ashley stands up.If no one minds, I'd like to look at that armor please.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
Bennett lowers his arm as the sword goes away and his right eye turns back to it's normal dark blue color. "I think a short rest would do us some good. I don't think those goblins will attack again. I wish we knew how many there were in the caves. The hobgoblin mentioned a "her"... I wonder who that "her" is."
Bennett looks at Ashley eyeing the armor, "I believe our little bird friend," he points at Gasp, "was wanting the armor."
He sits down next to Crispy, "I'm sorry for what was said before the fight. I wanted information... information that would've helped. They only wanted a few more hours then they'd be out of here, we could've just waited. Whatever the miners lose isn't our problem, we are getting paid to clear out the mines." Bennett smiles "Too late for that now. You're a talented fighter. I respect that. I just wanted to apologize." He extends his arm out to shake yours.
((About how many hours do we have left to complete the contract?))
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Oh, OK. He can have it. It looks to noisy for me to move in anyways.Ashley will take a deep drink from her waterskin to replenish some of the fluids she lost and then try to clean some of her blood off of her clothes. Good thing i didn't wear anything nice today. Blood goes well with travel clothes, yes ?
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
(Time is 9:30 so you guys still got 22 hours till they blow up the mine, 10 and half till they close it off. So who's getting the half plate? Oh and thanks for reminding me.)
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As you all were talking, the mines shake a bit. Not as bad as when Bennett's magic went awry but the tremor happens for a few seconds then subsides. Then you hear screeching, the familiar screeching of goblins. Not crying out for battle, not for war, but for their deaths. Wailing screams echo through the mines. Karra you can hear their pleas for mercy and begging for their lives.
Crispy turns to Bennett as he speaks, her smile fading.
Now that combat was over, she was more calm, less agitated, willing to listen. She heard his words and tried to find the true meaning in them, to see if he was being sarcastic, or condescending. She wasn't quite sure, and she grew frustrated once again as he nick picked her strategy and tried to justify his. She studied him with narrow eyes as he spoke, trying to remain calm and not bristle and get defensive. Ok, fine, so he thinks he has all the answers? What the Hell does he know. And he doesn't know shit about you, either.
However, to give him credit, his apology seemed genuine as far as she could tell, and there was no point in defending her actions and explaining her life story to him, just so he would understand why she did things the way she did. Like he said. It's too late for that now, and right now he wasn't worth the explanation. At least he acknowledged your battle skills.
"Apology accepted," was all she said, as she extended her arm and shook his hand.
Trying to deal with the frustration, she reverts back to her introverted, annoyed self, gets up, and finds a corner to lean against while she waits for everyone to finish resting. She cleans her blades in silence.
That's when the mine shook. She looked deeper into the darkness, and silently, broodingly, promised more death to come. After all, it's what she did best. That, and being alone. She was getting used to it. Pfff. Just finish the job and get out of there, Cora. You hurt everyone you meet, no one gets you, and you have a terrible attitude.
Bennett looks around as the mines rumble. "****... it's only been an hour or so? Are they already blowing up the cave?"
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Gasp will take it.
((I just keep imagining a little bird man just slowly grabbing the armor and cooing over it. Perfect lmao))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Gasp will clean off and put on his new armor. When he’s all armored up, he turns and gives Aurelia a big feathery thumbs up!
((That’s exactly what’s happening!))
((What color are your feathers?))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP