Allansia Wildlands Campaign.

Rufus rolls over and rises from his warm bedroll. He readies to cast Frostbite should the situation escalate to combat.

"Can't they just sleep like normal people?" Brocc grumbles with a yawn as he rubs the sleep from his eyes.  He grabs up his spear as he glances around to see what the danger is. 

Once again Hatch uses thaumaturgy to make his voice booming.

"HALT. YOU HAVE BEEN SPOTTED. COME INTO THE LIGHT IF YOU BE FRIENDLY, OR LEAVE OR WE WILL DEFEND OURSELVES."

Intimidation 7

An arrow came flying out of the dark and whizzed past Hatchs ear.

Attack: 8 Damage: 7

Rufus ducks down to minimize his target area. He scans the darkness for signs of the enemy archer.

Perception: 20

If he cannot see the target, he casts Prestidigitation to ignite the gathered wood for the fire and add more light to the fight.

"Well that was not very neighborly..."  Brocc said as he saw the arrow fly past his companion.  He grips his spear and looks for those who shot.

(With darkvision of 60 feet what does Brocc see?)

The fire flares up behind him and Brocc makes out half a dozen tall gangly bearded men in rough furs with scars and tatoos across their chests and arms.  They are all nocking arrows to their bows.

Hatch points at the direction the arrow had come from.

"You are mine archer." He vowed.

However he knew parting with the group to chase his foe down was foolhardy, so he moved to provide cover to his less armored companions.

Roll Initiative!

Post your Actions!

Hurrah!

Initiative: 7

Rufus says, "Interrupt my sleep will you?!"

Rufus casts Sleep at the dirty hide covered men.

<He affects 24 hit points of group.>

Brocc initiative: 6

(Did we get our long rest in or was that interupted?  Will affect his action.)

Initiative 1

Hatch will try to provide cover and protection to our range fighters and spellcasters. Basically he's playing human (or tiefling) shield.

OOC: Short rest only.

Rufus stands, speaks, two of the figures collapse to the ground and the other four run off into the darkness with shrieks of fright.

OOC: Well, that was a short combat...

Still getting to his feet, Brocc sees two of the figures fall and the others run off.  He nods to the spell-caster and pulls his rope from his pack, moving over to tie up the two that fell asleep with the spell.

"Maybe we can learn what these guys are about..." He suggests to his companions as he ties the two up.

Rufus will keep an eye about as Brocc secures the two he put to sleep with his spell.

Perception: 12

Hatch heads over and searches the two figures to find  anyand remove weapons and find clues to who they are.

Investigation: 20

The two men are dressed in hides secured over one shoulder. They both carry crude shortbows and a quiver over their shoulder. At their belts are long iron knives and pouches.  They are tall, gangly with large scraggly beards  and unkempt hair.  Their breath smells slightly of tobacco and strong alcohol.

"Not sure these are going to tell us much."  Brocc says as he finishes tieing the two up with his rope.  "Who wants to do the talking?" He asks the other two, knowing he is not the right person for that sort of job.

Rufus says, "I'll lead the interrogation; but I'd like Hatch to stand a few paces behind me with a glower on your face. I promise no harm will befall them; but I will imply that they can deal with the friendly non-threatening halfling or the demonborn. I think they'll be more inclined to discuss with me after that piece of information has been conveyed."

"Or we could just take them to the city where they will be tried in court, sentenced, and finally hung by the neck until dead," Hatch suggested. "Seems the easier option."