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An eventful afternoon
After having arrived at the cave complex late morning, engaged in an interesting if not fruitful discussion with two Orogs (Bill and Ben), during which the party chased them inside the caves but got waylaid by a Roper, the party finds itself in the mid to late afternoon hiding (how successfully remains to be seen) in the rockpile to the left of the caves entrance. They consume dried rations and take a swing from their water bottles as they watch the cave entrance. Late in the afternoon they hear a tramping of feet and ten humanoids led by a something that looks a lot like this
come trooping out of the cave. Some of them to the back are chanting "Wysoko, wysoko, do roboty, idziemy!"The leader sniffs the air and looks around and then mutters to the creature beside him which looks a lot like a normal orc except for the large bull horns coming out of either temple. He yells at the rest of the Orogs "na krwawe rogi Baphometa, zamknij się!". He turns to the group and says {3} "właśnie weźcie trójkę, wróćcie do jaskini, gdzieś tu jeszcze jest!".
The three Orogs at the back of the party peel off and go back inside the cave. The rest continue down the path ...
Translations from Orcish
Heigh ho, heigh ho its off to work we go!
By Baphomet's bloody horns will you lot shut up!
Right you three, duck back into the cave, there still around here somewhere.
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The moment D.O.R.K has eyes on the bull-heated giant of an Orc, she is running through the various catalogues antagonistic forces for any details on the absolute unit of a leader. Regardless of any intel that comes to mind, if she sees the others motion as if to fire down upon the creatures, she tries to quietly gesture for them hold their fire. Only once they either began searching areas too close to the group's hiding spot, or well out of sight might she make any other move.
Nature?: 6. (If religion, add another +3 to the roll)
Meanwhile, despite the very imposing figure among the Orogs, Vark can see Beedo contemplating taking a shot for the hell of it. It is only with Vark grasping a shoulder and fervently shaking his head 'no' that the goblin pantomimes sighs and rolls his eyes, then lowers the bow arrow.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
D.O.R.K still signalling a lowering of arms, but it's clear by the brief pause there that a seed of doubt had worked its way in. Thus, she looked again, and note if those that remained and continued on the path appeared to be looking around as if searching for something, or merely more weary now of another ambush. If the former, she remains determined to wait. But if the latter, she curtly nods, giving the others the signal to strike at the one most apparently the leader.
As D.O.R.K. watches the party of Orogs led by the two horned creatures head off down the path towards the Triboar to Yartar road - which will take them right past where Golemogote is tethered (albeit in the bushes) {"thanks DM for reminding us of this cos we all forgot" - "no worries its what i do!"} Vark tugs on D.O.R.K.'s arm and says "ee said he reckoned some of us was still 'anging around like that's why 'e sent the three back into the cave!"
Devin continues to keep his head down and makes no moves to attack. He'll wait for the others to engage but at this point he'd rather the larger group leave and deal with the 3 that stayed first.
(@Grant: Indeed, thank you DM for the reminder. And welp... there goes plan A. Plan B it is!)
D.O.R.K nods curtly to Vark. "It would prudent then that we take those three out, and set up an ambush."She whispered back to Vark, and any that happen to be close at hand. But as she is looking back, and considering their next move, she found herself muttering, "Oh... I had not consider that potential complication that is Golemgote... We shall have to move on them. Long Range Bombardment once they are at the 60ft mark from the cave. This operative and Vark will move into position to prevent them from fleeing into it a second. Focus on their leader's first if possible."
The orders given, and hopefully obeyed, she would ready herself alongside Vark to rush their way downhill to guard the exit as soon as the spells started flying from the others.
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"I am not convinced that an attack would be a good move, the three in the cave could attack us from behind, we are low on spells and it could turn out very ugly." whispers Ebonitus "Perhaps we should just take the chance that they go straight past Golemgote." as he readies a Guiding Bolt just in case.
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Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
"You would have me, an operative of the Red Lady, place my faith in Tymora or Beshaba for an operation?"She whispered to the duo with disbelief clear in her voice. "You would ask I risk the life of one of my own because things are "difficult" at the moment?" D.O.R.K, still keeping her voice low, but with a certain edge to it now. "I... I.... understand. Though you wish not speak of it, I have failed you too many times. This... operative is compromised. Unfit to even advise."With that she just sat back against the rock, and allowed her head to slightly dip in the customary response of her entering Sentry's Rest state.
"Oh good, I didn't want to stay in here. Outside is good."
Devin follows the others out and tries to find a good spot to hide.
Stealth. 14
1 hit dice 12 if we are able to rest.
Stealth: 18
Eboonitus goes outside with the others to lick his wounds. Stealth: 16
Then to use 2 hit dice of recovery (if possible) : 4 9
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
Please all record a short rest.
Waiting on Stealth rolls from Beedo and Lukian (Post #2233 refers)
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
(@DM: THought I was keepign the one from last for some reason. Here you go - Beedo's Stealth: 10.)
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No the first was to sneak down the passageway. This one is to find a hiding place around then entrance of the cave.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Short rest hit dice: 33
Stealth: 14 + guidance: 3
An eventful afternoon
After having arrived at the cave complex late morning, engaged in an interesting if not fruitful discussion with two Orogs (Bill and Ben), during which the party chased them inside the caves but got waylaid by a Roper, the party finds itself in the mid to late afternoon hiding (how successfully remains to be seen) in the rockpile to the left of the caves entrance. They consume dried rations and take a swing from their water bottles as they watch the cave entrance. Late in the afternoon they hear a tramping of feet and ten humanoids led by a something that looks a lot like this
come trooping out of the cave. Some of them to the back are chanting "Wysoko, wysoko, do roboty, idziemy!" The leader sniffs the air and looks around and then mutters to the creature beside him which looks a lot like a normal orc except for the large bull horns coming out of either temple. He yells at the rest of the Orogs "na krwawe rogi Baphometa, zamknij się!". He turns to the group and says {3} "właśnie weźcie trójkę, wróćcie do jaskini, gdzieś tu jeszcze jest!".
The three Orogs at the back of the party peel off and go back inside the cave. The rest continue down the path ...
Translations from Orcish
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
The moment D.O.R.K has eyes on the bull-heated giant of an Orc, she is running through the various catalogues antagonistic forces for any details on the absolute unit of a leader. Regardless of any intel that comes to mind, if she sees the others motion as if to fire down upon the creatures, she tries to quietly gesture for them hold their fire. Only once they either began searching areas too close to the group's hiding spot, or well out of sight might she make any other move.
Nature?: 6. (If religion, add another +3 to the roll)
Meanwhile, despite the very imposing figure among the Orogs, Vark can see Beedo contemplating taking a shot for the hell of it. It is only with Vark grasping a shoulder and fervently shaking his head 'no' that the goblin pantomimes sighs and rolls his eyes, then lowers the bow arrow.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Shouldn't we follow them?" Lukian asks Dork. "What if they're headed out to make more mischief?"
D.O.R.K still signalling a lowering of arms, but it's clear by the brief pause there that a seed of doubt had worked its way in. Thus, she looked again, and note if those that remained and continued on the path appeared to be looking around as if searching for something, or merely more weary now of another ambush. If the former, she remains determined to wait. But if the latter, she curtly nods, giving the others the signal to strike at the one most apparently the leader.
Insight: 14.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
As D.O.R.K. watches the party of Orogs led by the two horned creatures head off down the path towards the Triboar to Yartar road - which will take them right past where Golemogote is tethered (albeit in the bushes) {"thanks DM for reminding us of this cos we all forgot" - "no worries its what i do!"} Vark tugs on D.O.R.K.'s arm and says "ee said he reckoned some of us was still 'anging around like that's why 'e sent the three back into the cave!"
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Devin continues to keep his head down and makes no moves to attack. He'll wait for the others to engage but at this point he'd rather the larger group leave and deal with the 3 that stayed first.
DM Secret roll {18}
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
(@Grant: Indeed, thank you DM for the reminder. And welp... there goes plan A. Plan B it is!)
D.O.R.K nods curtly to Vark. "It would prudent then that we take those three out, and set up an ambush." She whispered back to Vark, and any that happen to be close at hand. But as she is looking back, and considering their next move, she found herself muttering, "Oh... I had not consider that potential complication that is Golemgote... We shall have to move on them. Long Range Bombardment once they are at the 60ft mark from the cave. This operative and Vark will move into position to prevent them from fleeing into it a second. Focus on their leader's first if possible."
The orders given, and hopefully obeyed, she would ready herself alongside Vark to rush their way downhill to guard the exit as soon as the spells started flying from the others.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
I think we need a map so I’ll put one up soon
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
As promised - a map!
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"I am not convinced that an attack would be a good move, the three in the cave could attack us from behind, we are low on spells and it could turn out very ugly." whispers Ebonitus "Perhaps we should just take the chance that they go straight past Golemgote." as he readies a Guiding Bolt just in case.
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
"Yeah, I agree. Those Orogs were tough nuts to crack and a whole troop of them is going to get rough."
"You would have me, an operative of the Red Lady, place my faith in Tymora or Beshaba for an operation?" She whispered to the duo with disbelief clear in her voice. "You would ask I risk the life of one of my own because things are "difficult" at the moment?" D.O.R.K, still keeping her voice low, but with a certain edge to it now. "I... I.... understand. Though you wish not speak of it, I have failed you too many times. This... operative is compromised. Unfit to even advise." With that she just sat back against the rock, and allowed her head to slightly dip in the customary response of her entering Sentry's Rest state.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.