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<[DM]_Hatter> As the moon lights the sky over Ostia, the newly established barbarian crew begins to sail the boat into the harbor with much expertise and with Jamerique sitting on the railing of the boat with his fishing pole still out - singing the poetic song about his love for the fish he feasts on. The boat slowly settles into the harbor with little fuss and the barbarian crew immediate begin sitting along side of their leader with fishing poles spla
<[DM]_Hatter> shing into the water.
* [PC]_Alecs storms off the boat, Anverious floating behind, "I think I hate sailing..."
* [NPC]_Anverius sighs "Its grown on me but the singing has not..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "You don't have a stomach constantly heaving up its contents..."
* [PC]_Lystos is laying in the galley's hammock as the ship enters port. He swings himself out and pulls the wrinkles from his shirt.
* [PC]_Cyenen rolls out of bed, and hits the floor quickly. "I have slept too long! I cannot believe I let myself.." *coughs sharply, feeling a burning in her throat from where the vomiting and salt water had scraped it, and moves forward out of the cabin, calling to someone hoarsly "Hell..hello?"
* [PC]_Lystos hears Cyenen. "...Good morning! You slept well," he chuckles.
<[NPC]_Anverius> "I know that but watching yours come up, it makes me wish I had something to heave up... It is quite disturbing to see someone of your height to put out... so much..." Anverious gives a heavy shiver with his teeth rattling.
* [PC]_Cyenen whispers hoarsly "I.. I am not well Lystos. I feel.. like I have been through the nine hells, and come back to haunt the earth.... but thats unimportant.. did you save the men? and Makal? Are they alright? Where is Alecs.. I.. slept too long...! *stumbles from the cabin, up onto the deck*
* [PC]_Alecs 's cheeks flush briefly, "I can't help it...I eat when I'm bored, okay?"
* [PC]_Lystos shakes his head as he watches her stumble up the stairs. "She is too worrisome." He turns to Makal's cabin and cracks the door. "Makal? Are you awake?"
* [NPC]_Makal sits on the side of her bed looking at the floor "I am awake, very weak but awake..." she slowly rises to her feet with a shakey balance and pulls Lystos' cloak off handing it to him "Its very much a protective cloak..."
* [PC]_Lystos wraps the cloak around her and smiles. "You may keep it for a while longer. It suits you, and it matches your robes... er, *my* robes." His lips part in a laugh.
* [NPC]_Makal gives a feint smile as she begins walking towards her door checking her balance for the first couple of steps.
* [PC]_Lystos wraps an arm around Makal. "You look worn out. Let me help you steady yourself."
* [NPC]_Makal smiles and gives a slight lean on Lystos "Yes... It would be nice, I wish I didn't have to use so much of my strength..."
* [PC]_Alecs looks back to the ship, her feet itching a bit to make a run for it, but something weighs her down as she waits for her companions.
* [NPC]_Makal smiles and gives a slight lean on Lystos "Yes... It would be nice, I wish I didn't have to use so much of my strength..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks around the deck, noticing the barbarians, but she doesnt see Alecs anywhere onboard. Her heart races and she begins to worry, she calls softly "ALECS! Oh, little one, where are you!"
<[DM]_Hatter> One of the barbarians gives a light chuckle as they chew on part of a fish that looks like a limb "You mean the short one..? We had her for lunch..."
* [PC]_Alecs hears her name, then puts both hands to her mouth and shouts, "Off the blasted boat!"
* [PC]_Lystos nods in understanding. "You did a very honorable thing, though... you saved us from certain death out there in the sea. I... we are lucky to have you." He smiles wider. "Come. We will walk one step at a time."
* [NPC]_Makal lays her head against Lystos as they begin to walk "You can go at a regular pace, I am sure I can keep up..." then with a heavy sigh "It was quite abit... I spent the night after being sick over the rail and one of the barbarians was nice enough to hold me over the rail so I didn't fall in..."
* [PC]_Alecs scoffs, resists urge to burn the barbarians alive.
* [PC]_Cyenen staggers off the boat, looking for her little friend and sees her standing there. She rushes over and kneels down. "Are you alright?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Queasy and ill-tempered, anxious, annoyed...hungry...wanna burn things, but that's not too bad yet....I think I'm getting fat, and...ah...I'm fine, yes."
* [PC]_Lystos escorts Makal up the steps and onto the deck. "They are fine allies, indeed. We would do well to keep ourselves on their good side."
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs in relief, feeling her throat scream in protest. "Good.. I am glad you are alright."
* [NPC]_Anverious looks the halfling up and down with the red glowing eyes "You are definitely not getting fat... In fact, if I were living - I would definitely make a good attempt at trying to get some play out of you."
* [PC]_Alecs begins using her mage hand to try and force Anverious underwater.
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Anverius. "You have a crude mind. But, I suppose you cant do anything about it. You dont even have the proper parts!" *chuckles, and coughs*
<[NPC]_Anverious makes a slight protest then lets out a sigh "I can still speak while in the water, my little friend!" he lets out a laugh "I can still... conjure parts... If truly need be..."
* [PC]_Alecs lets him surface, "You can do what now?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at the skull. "You cant even WALK." She chuckles some more, coughs, and looks down at Alecs. "I am going to go check on Lystos and Makal.. I will be back shortly my little friend."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "I can conjure the parts I am missing with alittle help." his grin is more apparent "I can definitely use them if they are present, you know... I can lift objects without having hands but not heavy ones."
* [PC]_Lystos brings Makal toward the rest of the party. He whispers to her, "You may stay close until your strength returns, if you wish. I have no qualms." He turns to the party. "Good evening, everyone. What is this that I hear about 'conjuring parts?'"
* [PC]_Alecs frowns, "Well...just don't be doing anything bad while you're around me."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles. "Anverius is adament in saying he can.. conjur parts to.. have erm... play"
* [PC]_Cyenen coughs and laughs out loud at the impossible topic of conversation she has found herself in
* [PC]_Alecs gruffly welcomes Lystos, "Well, if we're heading to Bern, you two should really get some new toys. You said you knew someone?"
* [NPC]_Makal continues to walk with Lystos resting on him "I am sure I won't regain any of my strength for a few days... I used all of my might to get you on the boat..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Alecs "Toys? What do you speak of?"
* [DM]_Anverious looks at Alecs "Toys?! They have those kinds of shops in Ostia? I knew they were into some strange technology but that is abit much..."
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Makal. "Linger for as long as you like." He turns to the halfling. "Yes, a man I know by the name of Valen... He owns a weapons shop."
<[PC]_Lystos> "I believe he could adequately address our needs."
* [PC]_Alecs unfastens the small shawl around her, "Like this. Magical things, for adventurers. Can we go there now?"
<[PC]_Lystos> "I believe he could adequately address our needs."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Then can we go there now?"
<[DM]_Hatter> Anverious nods slightly "Could you unfasten other parts when we get back to the boat for say... an adventure with the undead?"
<[PC]_Lystos> "Surely, Alecs. It is not far. Come." He guides the party, with Makal at his side, and the party near.
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Anverius "Your foul intentions are making me sick. Please, hold your dirty words in your jaw."
* [PC]_Alecs raises an eyebrow and avoids looking at Anverious.
<[DM]_Hatter> Anverious lowers his head "They are not foul intentions... I have always found the halfling race to be quite arousing."
* [PC]_Alecs snarls, "Quiet, quiet! Or I'll kill you a third time!"
<[DM]_Hatter> "Yes, milady... I'll behave for you..." Anverious grins
* [PC]_Alecs is still unnerved at the way he does that with no lips...
* [PC]_Lystos guides everyone around the last corner to the shop. "Here it is... I'm not sure if he is awake, though..."
<[PC]_Lystos> "Valen's sleep habits are... unpredictable, to say the best."
* [PC]_Cyenen shakes her head slowly, feeling the weight of the previous day. "Again.. with Valen.. he... bothers me."
* [PC]_Alecs grabs Anverious by the eye sockets, then begins banging him against the door, "Yoohoo! Adventurers here!"
<[DM]_Hatter> Anverious cries "Don't hit me against the door! For the love of being your familiar, stop it! I'll get a headache!"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles and staggers, her throat paining her.
<[DM]_Hatter> No answer is heard from inside the shop, only a loud snoring noise that sounds much like a bear hibernating.
* [PC]_Alecs stops, "Well, don't be making gross statements so much in public."
* [PC]_Alecs puts her ear to the door, then casts ghost sound inside, creating a loud and menacing voice not unlike a certain barbarian, "Hahaha...should we slit the old man's throat now, or wait a bit?!"
* [PC]_Lystos shakes his head. "Perhaps that's not the best decision, Alecs. He is very wary, and skilled in all forms of combat..."
* [PC]_Cyenen kicks Alecs softly "NO ONE deserves that!!"
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen jumps from his chair grabbing the giantic sword off of the wall, the one of the king's, then stabbing the entire blade through the upperhalf of the door certainly to the hilt of the blade
* [PC]_Cyenen ducks, avoiding the tip of the sword to her throat, and backs a few paces away.
* [PC]_Lystos watches the blade fly by, inches from his face. "...See?"
* [PC]_Alecs looks up at the steel piercing the door, face pale, "Well...he's up now."
* [PC]_Lystos turns to the door. "Valen, stand down! It is Lystos!"
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen raises his foot up kicking the door heavily splinting the door in two with the sword freed from the door wreckage with the heavy blade in one hand and his eyes glaring about 'Lystos, WHERE THE HELL ARE THE BASTARDS?!"
* [PC]_Alecs straightens her skirt, then whistles a quiet tune.
* [PC]_Lystos points down at the halfling. "Here is your menacing barbarian, Valen. I do not think that she will be much harm..."
* [PC]_Alecs smiles and curtsies, "Hullo, I'm Alecs Hotfoot, sir~"
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen looks down with much rage and rears his foot back swinging it swiftly at the halfling as if he was kicking the head of an eldin warrior.
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+7 Knock back Kick
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+7 Knock back Kick --> [ 1d20=20 ]{27}
* [PC]_Lystos starts at the motion. "Valen, what in hell are you doing, man?!"
* [PC]_Alecs goes flying through the air like a punted football, landing behind a building and into a far alley.
* [PC]_Alecs sits up, amazingly unharmed, then rubs a bit of dirt into her face and lays still upon the ground.
* [NPC]_Makal follows the flying halfling with her eyes and gives a small giggle "That was amazing..."
* [PC]_Lystos watches the halfling sail, then turns to Valen. "...You astound me, old man."
* [PC]_Cyenen gasps as she sees Alecs fly backwards, and curses in Elven, running to pick her up and bring her back to the party, holding her in her arms
* [PC]_Alecs continues playing possum, wanting to milk this for all it's worth.
* [PC]_Cyenen shakes her head at Alecs in her arms, whispering softly "I know you are fine little one."
* [PC]_Alecs shrugs, then hops down, "Still wasn't a very nice thing to do..."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen places the sword on his shoulder with a grumble "Blasted bitch, I'm old and yet I can still wield this monsterous blade..." he walks back to his counter and sits ontop of it with the sword "What is it you needed to have a she-devil do such evils?"
* [PC]_Lystos guides Makal over to the counter. "We are all looking for weapons. Quality magical weapons, to be precise."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen looks at Lystos with a quirked brow "Is your lady friend drunk?"
* [PC]_Cyenen walks into the shop, coming up to the counter and greeting Valen. "We meet again!" She smiles kindly at the old man
* [PC]_Lystos looks to Makal and chuckles. "No, she is simply exhausted. Our last trek was... eventful."
* [PC]_Alecs folds her arms and looks up at Valen, "Perfectly sober, thank you. I just thought you might show some remorse for treating me like a ragdoll."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles at Alecs. "Well, you DID give him quite a scare."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen looks down with a heavy sigh tilting the sword forward and dropping the blade - tip first next Alecs as a simple warning.
* [PC]_Alecs sighs, "Are you sure an orc has the kind of rare equipment we're looking for?"
* [PC]_Lystos scratches his head. "Yes... but he is a -- nevermind."
<[DM]_Hatter> "I have plenty of magical items of the sorts, look around and find what you need.." his eyes immediately glare down at the Halfling with much anger "Did you just call me an orc?!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "What? You're a bit small for an ogre, aren't you?"
<[DM]_Hatter> "I will have your head from your shoulders with this blade! It has not tasted blood in many years and I swear to the heavens, it will take a long drink if you do not silence your tongue!"
* [PC]_Lystos nods his thanks to Valen, then turns to browse the racks, as the squabble goes on.
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs softly, and follows Lystos looking through the racks. "What.. what are we looking for Lystos?"
* [PC]_Lystos turns to Valen. "She is a troublemaker, Valen, do not take her sass too harshly." He glances to Cyenen. "Weapons and armor, of course. Valen has the best selection in the merchant quarter."
* [PC]_Alecs lets flames begin dancing along her arms, "If it's a fight you want, I'll gladly oblige, but I won't be held liable for any...collateral damage."
<[DM]_Hatter> The flame conjured snuffs itself out immediately as Valen gives a light laugh.
* [PC]_Alecs furrows her brow in effort, then folds her arms, "Hmph. Real fair."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I do not suppose Valen has any elven merchandise."
* [PC]_Lystos gazes across the bows lining the shop's far wall. "Hmm," he whispers, "I could use something more... Elvish."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen kneels down to the halfling "I hate magic, I had the place made with some special trinkets to keep your kind from setting foot in here alive..."
* [PC]_Lystos overhears Cyenen. "Yes, he does. Take a look."
* [PC]_Alecs begins browsing the shop, looking for some cute items. She spots a dark purple sash and ribbon--a healing belt and headband of conscious effort, "Pretty...I want these."
* [PC]_Lystos points to the wall full of bows, and a weapon rack nearby. "All elvencraft."
* [PC]_Cyenen raises her eyebrows
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "Yes, it is quite impressive. I believe I will be investing in a composite bow."
* [NPC]_Makal nudges Lystos some "Could you get me a regular ol' mace or a hammer... I don't wish to break anything else off as a weapon... Its...barbaric..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "The one i gave you.. what happened to it?"
* [PC]_Cyenen shrugs
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Makal. "Surely. You have your own share of the gold, you may invest in whatever you like."
* [PC]_Cynen looks over the bows, and sees, a long bow, elven in made, masterfully . She
* [PC]_Cyenen picks the bow off the rack, and holds it in her hand, marveling at the craftsmanship of her people
<[NPC]_Makal> "Hm... I... Hm... The one you gave... I think I broke it..."
* [PC]_Lystos looks down at Makal. "You broke it?... How?"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles at Makal. "Not you silly. I was speaking to Lystos. The bow I crafted for HIM."
* [PC]_Lystos looks to Cyenen. "I only put it down for a moment..."
* [PC]_Cyenen raises her eyebrows and continues to look at the bow in her hands, and goes off to look at other items in the shop.
* [PC]_Alecs finishes tying the magical sash and ribbon on herself, then spins in front of the mirror, "Very nice~" She turns to Valen, "My friends are buying, so how much do they owe you?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks over at Alecs and shakes her head at the halfling, and continues looking, finding a mithril shirt, finely crafted. She slips it over her head and finds it fits her body perfectly, as any armor made my dwarves or elves does.
<[PC]_Lystos> "I am sorry, Cyenen... even if I cannot repair it, I will mount it on my wall. I vow it." He turns back to Makal. "I hope you did not break it into small pieces..."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen raises a brow "You haven't put anything on the counter or are you too small to do so?"
* [PC]_Alecs twirls again, in love with the new items, "Too small~"
* [PC]_Lystos spots a shortbow on the wall and picks it up. He strings the bow and draws the string back tight. "This is an expertly crafted bow... It will be more than satisfactory."
* [NPC]_Makal looks up at Lystos with a quirked eyebrow "I do not know of breaking a bow... I might have... My memory gets foggy when I go into that state..."
* [PC]_Cyenen walks over to a rack of cloaks, picking one up, and putting it over her shoulder, then calling to Lystos. "Lystos! Here!" *tosses him a cloak of similar kind*
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Cloaks of resistance. Very useful to our kind."
* [NPC]_Makal looks at Lystos with a smiles "You are retiring your old cloak? After all of the time you spent with it?"
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Makal and guides around the store, gather items as they go. A mithral chain shirt and a ring of protection are what he finds most interesting. He hears Cyenen and catches the cloak.
* [PC]_Lystos looks the cloak over. "I... do not know..." He turns to Makal and gazes at her, wearing his tattered, well-loved cloak. "I think that my old cloak finds a much better home on you."
* [PC]_Cyenen shrugs, then browses some more, finding a ring much like Lystos', and placing her items on the counter. "Lystos. You do not need to change your cloak, but, that one might do you well in troubled times."
* [NPC]_Makal eyes widen as she blushes hard and looks at the old cloak "...I don't know what to say..."
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Makal. "It will keep you safe, my dear. It is very lucky..." He looks at his old cover. "That cloak has much history behind it."
* [PC]_Lystos glances back up to Makal. "If you are uncomfortable taking it, then how about this: you will simply hang onto it until I need it again. Then, when the time comes, I will use it. Until then, however, it is yours." He smiles warmly at the half-elf girl.
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles, and turns to Valen.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "How much do i owe you, friend?
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen gives a heavy sigh "...The total lot..?"
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs
<[PC]_Cyenen> "yes."
<[DM]_Hatter> "10,500 gold pieces or 10 platinum and 500 gold. However you would like to pay it."
* [PC]_Lystos carries his new equipment forward with one hand, holding Makal in the other. He places the items down and draws out his share of gold. "That will leave me with... 600 spare. That should buy a few dinners."
* [PC]_Cyenen pulls out her gold, and sets it on the counter.
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen laughs "Why not just eat at your family's place? I heard your mother came back and she wasn't quite happy about what she saw."
<[PC]_Alecs> "We can't stay in town for long. We've a nation to save and all that."
* [PC]_Cyenen laughs whole heartedly, remembering their exploits with Makal
* [PC]_Lystos looks up at Valen with a stunned expression. "Dad did not get the estate repaired in time? By Pelor... I fear for his safety."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen scratches his head some "No... She walked into his bedroom and found him with one of your maids... Ashel I think it was..."
* [PC]_Alecs giggles, "Fruit doesn't fall far from the tree, I suppose."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Valen and then at Lystos
* [PC]_Lystos laughs out loud and scratches his head. "Vilnius always was a ladies man."
* [PC]_Lystos looks at Cyenen. "Not... that... I would approve of such things."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Aha... yes, I am sure."
<[DM]_Hatter> "They had to call in the old battle priest from the castle just to assess his injuries." Valen laughs "He should have known better..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I bet. A woman scorned is a danger indeed."
<[PC]_Lystos> "I was always surprised to find that Greta's arm stayed so strong, through all these years..." He shrugs. "That's mother for you."
<[DM]_Hatter> "She trains with an Orc near daily, it is to be expected!" Valen nods "You might want to check up on him to see if that hole in his stomach is healed, I heard she tried to out right kill him with that nasty spear of hers."
* [PC]_Cyenen laughs
* [PC]_Alecs picks Anverious up off the floor, "Well, as much as I enjoy gossip, we really should be going...."
* [PC]_Lystos widens his eyes. "It would not be the first time." He nods to Alecs, then turns back to his old friend. "Unfortunately, Alecs here is right. We must be off."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "yes.. we must go."
<[DM]_Hatter> "Go, be the hero of the day but remember, this old man will forever be able to kick yer ass to the new moon!" He laughs whole-heartedly
* [PC]_Lystos chuckles holds out his hand to Valen. "I shall see you soon, my friend."
* [PC]_Alecs steps outside the shop and warms herself up with some fire, muttering under her breath, "Dumb old bugbear...if'n it weren't for that dumb old antimagic field, I woulda..."
* [PC]_Cyenen touches her forhead in a symbol of respect to Valen, and takes the items from the counter, walking out into the moonlight whispering "Selune is pleased. The moon shines brightly tonight."
<[DM]_Hatter> Valen slaps Lystos' hand out of the way and gives him a full blown hug over the counter "Remember, you are still family and you know the grandkids would kill you if you died...That is after you are revived from it of course."
* [PC]_Lystos hugs him back after a moment. "Hehe, of course. Take care of yourself, old-timer." He collects his items and heads for the door, still supporting Makal.
* [PC]_Alecs shakes Anverious awake, then turns to the rest, "Can we go now? I'm uncomfortable..."
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "Back to the ship? Unless you feel that you could make it across the Talon Mountains on foot..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "I have no idea where they are. We need to go back to the ship?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Lystos "It would do us all some good to be on dry land for a while, dont you think Lystos? Being on the sea is making my heart ache for the woods.."
* [PC]_Lystos shrugs at the party. "The safer route would be by boat... but with our track record, we are not very lucky when it comes to boats... Perhaps you are right."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "It would be nice to run again... under the light of the moon, embracing the gifts of Selune.. Please Lystos?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "I want to ride on Cyenen~"
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "Yes, yes, but what will we do about the crew? How will they know of the plan? How will they know to wait? We must send a message somehow."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Alecs. "All in good time my little friend."
* [PC]_Lystos looks down at Makal quickly. "We did not buy a mace for you."
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs she looks at Lystos quickly, "I will see about one."
* [NPC]_Makal gives a light grin as she pulls out a hammer out from behind of cloak "He is such a blind man..."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Makal... *laughs* such a devious one, arent you?"
* [PC]_Lystos looks at the hammer, then back to Makal with a smirk. "You've done that before, haven't you?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Well, I'll meet you back at the ship. I'll tell them we'll be traveling on foot for now." She heads back towards the docks.
* [NPC]_Makal shrugs slightly placing the hammer back on her side "One or two times, he was easier than a royal guard - I'll tell you that..."
* [PC]_Cyenen follows Alecs, quickly scooping her up and onto her shoulder
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I think I should accompany you, my little friend"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Easier than walking~"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles "As always"
* [PC]_Lystos laughs heartily, and pulls Makal close. "Ready to walk again?"
* [NPC]_Makal nods "Keep going...'
* [PC]_Alecs arrives with the party, back at the docks.
* [PC]_Lystos , toting Makal, follows a bit behind Alecs and Cyenen.
<[DM]_Hatter> The sounds of armored footsteps grow louder as they make it closer to the docks, the shields clanking against each other as five armored men with an emblem on their shields approach the main street from the docks blocking the path.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Recognize these mooks?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks forward, grabbing Alecs and lowering her from her shoulder, drawing her new bow, sensing something, *not* quite right about the sigh before her
* [PC]_Lystos inspects the emblem on the troopers' shields.
<[DM]_Hatter> The emblem is a draconic emblem infused with the Eldin symbol, marking them as an ally to Eldin and yet neutral to Ostia.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Blocking our way, bozos. I'm in a foul mood, so please keep doing that."
* [PC]_Lystos squints at the symbol. "Eldin. Everyone on your guard."
* [PC]_Cyenen draws an arrow from the quiver on her back, and knocks it into place, surveying the weak points in the armor of the men in front of her
<[DM]_Hatter> One of the men yells "By the decree of Eldin and the Dragonic King, we are here to seize Princess Makal of the Dragons and the band of thugs that has kidnapped her!"
* [PC]_Alecs turns to Makal, "Your call on whether or not I kill these guys."
* [PC]_Lystos whispers to Makal. "Get behind us, my dear. Do not let them get close..."
* [NPC]_Makal gives a slightly swear as she backs away from Lystos standing on her own "They are here?! My father has allied himself with them?!" her sigh is apparent "Deal with them, I have no wish on going back."
* [PC]_Alecs cracks her knuckles, "Finally!"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "You will not touch her!"
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+3 initiative
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled d20+3 initiative --> [ 1d20=20 ]{23}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4 *Initiative*
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 *Initiative* --> [ 1d20=19 ]{23}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+2 Initiative
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+2 Initiative --> [ 1d20=7 ]{9}
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Makal and turns to face the Eldinese men. He draws his new bow with a smirk. "Shall we dance?"
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+4 initiative
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+4 initiative --> [ 1d20=19 ]{23}
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Sen orme na poldora sen lokiri e' lanta" (The armor is weak at the shoulder, and the neck.)
* [PC]_Alecs lets the fires she has been holding back leap across her body, roaring and sucking up the air, until she hurls it forward in a thick arc, spreading out to burn the guards. (DC 16 reflex save)
<[PC]_Alecs> -r 2d6
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled 2d6 --> [ 2d6=9 ]{9}
<[PC]_Alecs> "I haven't burned anything in days....so I'm really, really going to enjoy this!"
<[DM]_Hatter> The guards scream from the pain of the fire as they stand their ground "We will not give in to your evil magics!"
* [PC]_Cyenen pulls the bowstring tight, and fires at the neck of the soldier in front
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+7
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+7 --> [ 1d20=1 ]{8}
<[DM]_Hatter> The arrow goes off sideways and clearly into a passing citizen dropping her down to her knees screaming in pain.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Aiya!" (no!)
* [PC]_Lystos cringes at the sound of the civilian being struck. He draws an arrow and aims at the neck of the center footman. "Valen, tell me you did not give us bargain weaponry..." he mutters.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+10+1 shoot the center soldier
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+10+1 shoot the center soldier --> [ 1d20=2 ]{13}
<[DM]_Hatter> The arrow simply glances off shield and falls to the ground.
* [PC]_Alecs sighs, "You two...aren't very good at this, are you?"
* [PC]_Lystos shouts at the halfling. "Now is not the time, Alecs!"
* [PC]_Cyenen snarls at the bow in her hands, focusing her concentration and praying to Selune for help
* [PC]_Alecs rubs her hands together, "At least you aren't fleeing like a child this time, so I guess that is some improvement."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Alecs. Now is NOT the time!!!"
* [PC]_Lystos suppresses the urge to kick the halfling.
<[DM]_Hatter> All five guards advance up afew steps, keeping a distance between the group and themselves for the time being "We have orders to not kill the princess but you ruffians... Are a different story..."
* [PC]_Alecs sighs, "You're making this too easy, really. I shouldn't complain, I suppose." She hurls a small fireball that sails over they're heads, then explodes into a blinding flash of light and sparkles, "Glitterdust!" (DC 16 reflex save or blind)
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+2 Save for the Guards
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+2 Save for the Guards --> [ 1d20=4 ]{6}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guards begin to rubbing their eyes as they are currently blind "Damned sorcery! Eldin told us this would not happen!"
* [PC]_Cyenen pulls another arrow from her quiver, and shoots it at the neck of one of the blinded guards.
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+7
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+7 --> [ 1d20=1 ]{8}
<[DM]_Hatter> The arrow fired sideways, catching the fallen commoner in the head knocking her backwards onto the pavement, a misfire gone wrong it would seem.
* [PC]_Lystos cringes at the sound of the civilian being struck again. "Damn it all, Valen, you cheap bastard!" he shouts as he aims for the neck of the center guard again.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+10+1 shoot the center soldier
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+10+1 shoot the center soldier --> [ 1d20=7 ]{18}
<[DM]_Hatter> The arrow glides right over the guard's neck giving a bit of worry to the guard being fired on
<[DM]_Hatter> The guards move an additional ten feet closer to the party within range as they target Cyenen, Alecs and Lystos with their throwing spears.
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+7 Cyenen
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+7 Cyenen --> [ 1d20=19 ]{26}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+7 Lystos
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+7 Lystos --> [ 1d20=1 ]{8}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+7 Alecs
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+7 Alecs --> [ 1d20=6 ]{13}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard throwing from the back of the group catches the guard in the middle in the back of the head with his javelin as the second guard's spear falters five feet away and the third actually makes contact
<[DM]_Hatter> -r 1d8 Flat damage on Cyenen
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled 1d8 Flat damage on Cyenen --> [ 1d8=2 ]{2}
* [PC]_Cyenen doubles over, being hit in the chest by the spear, her breath knocked out of her
<[DM]_Hatter> The man in the middle of the guards falls forward pushing the other two guards down as the spear is clearly lodged into the back of his head firmly.
* [PC]_Alecs eyes flare up, "Hey! Don't you do that to my friend!" She screams as she hurls forth a scorching ray at guard who hit Cyenen, its size abnormal. (Sudden Maximize)
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+6 touch attack
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled d20+6 touch attack --> [ 1d20=1 ]{7}
* [PC]_Alecs moves twenty feet back.
* [PC]_Cyenen falls to her knees, bile rising in her throat. Anger flowed through her veins.... her hands shaking. She shifts into the form she was blessed with at birth, snarling deep in her throat
<[DM]_Hatter> The spell simply fizzles through the air around Alecs and simply doesn't form.
* [PC]_Lystos moves back ten feet, keeping Makal well behind him. He aims for the rear soldier on his right and lets loose another arrow.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+9 shoot
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+9 shoot --> [ 1d20=12 ]{21}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r 3d6+3 damage
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled 3d6+3 damage --> [ 3d6=12 ]{15}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard stumbles back holding the side of his neck as an arrow penetrated the chain mail around his neck "Bah! THAT was not suppose to happen!"
* [PC]_Lystos blinks for just a moment, surprised that his bow has finally become effective.
<[DM]_Hatter> Two of the guards stand up from their comrade falling on them and raise their sword & shields again as the other two guards move up beside them holding their shields together.
* [PC]_Alecs hurls another fiery burst at the guards, hoping to drown them in the flames. DC 16 reflex
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+2 Reflex on all guards
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+2 Reflex on all guards --> [ 1d20=12 ]{14}
<[PC]_Alecs> -r 2d6
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled 2d6 --> [ 2d6=5 ]{5}
* [PC]_Cyenen rises to her feet, and runs at the guards, snarling in anger
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+10
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+10 --> [ 1d20=2 ]{12}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard simply slides his shield down to allow the puppy as he would call it, gnaw on the cold steel.
* [PC]_Lystos strafes to the right, covering ten feet of distance before drawing a bead on guard #1. He looses an arrow at the neck of the soldier, hoping for a lucky strike.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+9 ranged attack -- skirmish
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+9 ranged attack -- skirmish --> [ 1d20=20 ]{29}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r 4d6+6 damage
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled 4d6+6 damage --> [ 4d6=14 ]{20}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard stumbles back holding onto the space between his neck and shoulder then returning to the battle stance as if he was trained to take pain.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d6+3 additional damage
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d6+3 additional damage --> [ 1d6=1 ]{4}
<[DM]_Hatter> Two of the guards move up on Cyenen's sides provoking AoO on one of them and the fourth guard moves up 15 feet
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+8 Cyenen AoO
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+8 Cyenen AoO --> [ 1d20=2 ]{10}
<[DM]_Hatter> The sword simply misses the massive beast, with the guard wondering how he missed.
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+10
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+10 --> [ 1d20=17 ]{27}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r 1d8+5
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled 1d8+5 --> [ 1d8=7 ]{12}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard #2 is dragged down by the massive beast to the ground by the massive bite and left dead
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+8 Cyenen Second Guard attack
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+8 Cyenen Second Guard attack --> [ 1d20=12 ]{20}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r 1d8+3
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled 1d8+3 --> [ 1d8=4 ]{7}
* [PC]_Cyenen leaps back, the sword hitting her flank, causing her to howl and snarl in pain. Her blood hits the pavement, and she grows even more angry, snapping her jaws.
* [PC]_Alecs begins molding a sphere of flame in her hands as though she were packing together a warm snowball, then throws it up at guard #1, the sphere expanding and growing larger and larger as it slowly sails through the air. (Flaming Sphere, DC 16 reflex)
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+2 Reflex vs Flaming Sphere
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+2 Reflex vs Flaming Sphere --> [ 1d20=20 ]{22}
* [PC]_Alecs snarls a curse, but the flaming sphere persists.
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+11 *guard 4*
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+11 *guard 4* --> [ 1d20=17 ]{28}
* [PC]_Cyenen leaps forward, snapping her jaws, and sinking them into the neck of the fourth guard searching with her teeth for the jugular.
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d8+5
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d8+5 --> [ 1d8=7 ]{12}
* [PC]_Cyenen rips and tears with her teeth, pulling out the neck of the fourth guard, snarling with the taste of blood in her mouth
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard screams in agony as he bleeds massively from the bite having a large mass of flesh now missing from the back side of his neck.
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+11*TRIP*
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+11*TRIP* --> [ 1d20=7 ]{18}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+6 Grapple vs Trip
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+6 Grapple vs Trip --> [ 1d20=6 ]{12}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guards falls down by being pulled down by the back of his neck onto the cobblestone street with a loud thunk.
<[PC]_Lystos> "The neck is not working," he mutters as he glides ten feet to his left. "Where else?" He finds a weak spot in the codpiece of the enemy soldier #1, and aims carefully, loosing another arrow.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+9 ranged attack -- skirmish
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+9 ranged attack -- skirmish --> [ 1d20=15 ]{24}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r 3d6+3 damage
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled 3d6+3 damage --> [ 3d6=12 ]{15}
<[DM]_Hatter> The guard grabs onto the arrow entering his manhood as he falls down with his eyes rolling into the back of his head slumping completely foward, dying from an arrow to the penis.
* [PC]_Lystos bows his head for a moment. "Forgive me. It was the only way."
* [PC]_Cyenen snarls at Lystos' remark. thinking "This is BATTLE. Save your pathetic mercy!"
<[DM]_Hatter> Guard #3 was standing close to his friend, but guard #1 looks down with a pale face and gives a full-blown retreat screaming "I want to have children! I am out of this hell hole!"
<[DM]_Hatter> Guard #4 lays on his back with his sword in hand staring at the wolf on top of him but doesn't attack strictly out of a fear.
* [PC]_Alecs rushes towards Cyenen, "Stop! The battle is over. No point in killing the lout."
* [PC]_Cyenen pulls her teeth back and snarls at Alecs blood on her muzzle and claws. She lunges for the last guard, snapping her teeth an inch from his face, then getting off of him and trotting over to Lystos, contiuing to growl
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Cyenen. "You did the right thing."
* [PC]_Cyenen sits beside him, cleaning the blood from her paws, and licking her wounds
* [PC]_Lystos turns to Makal, who is still behind him. "Are you all right?"
* [PC]_Alecs rushes towards the civilian with the arrow sticking out of her and tries to cure her wounds, to no avail. She yanks out the arrow, "Are you going to be okay?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The civilian lies on the street, dead.
* [PC]_Cyenen stands from her spot on the ground, and trots over to Alecs and the civilian. She throws her head back and howls, praying for forgiveness from Selune
* [PC]_Alecs stands up and a dusts herself off, "Well, it would seem your enemies know where we are. I suggest we leave town. Fewer innocents to be caught in the crossfire that way."
* [PC]_Cyenen nudges Alecs with her nose, motioning for her to get on
* [PC]_Alecs wraps her arms around Cyenen and gives a tight hug first, then hops on top.
* [PC]_Lystos jogs back to Makal and inspects her. "Are you well? You are not wounded, are you?"
* [PC]_Cyenen barks softly, her wolf form preventing her from a chuckle, and trots back over to Lystos
<[NPC]_Makal> "I am okay... The man whom received that arrow to... the male region... Isn't likely to rest well in the afterlife..."
* [PC]_Lystos looks away for a moment and shrugs. "I had to do it. The man had arrows sticking from his neck, and still he came at me. I will pray for forgiveness, but for now, we must see what information our fallen foe has to provide us with."
* [PC]_Cyenen growls and motions with her nose to move forward. She was growing impatient, her legs longing to run
* [PC]_Alecs wraps her arms around Cyenen, nuzzling her cheeks against the warm, soft fur.
* [PC]_Cyenen rubs her nose into the cheek of Alecs, making a contented hum in her chest
* [PC]_Lystos strides over to the wounded soldier and removes his helmet. "So that is what you look like."
<[DM]_Hatter> The elf looks at him with a shocked look in his eyes "You killed... Jim... with an arrow to his... crotch... H-h-how could you?!"
* [PC]_Alecs yawns, "Let's not waste time with him. More of his friends could be on their way, but I doubt they can match our pace outside of town."
* [PC]_Lystos looks at the one apparently named Jim, and returns his gaze to the helmet-less elf. "Are you not glad? You will not be sharing his fate... but only if you decide to keep Lord Valrannus in the dark about this incident. In fact, if you report back to him at all..." He grabs the elf by the collar and points at Jim. "You get one of those."
<[DM]_Hatter> The elf's eyes widen as he remains limp from the pull "Will do, sir... Will do..."
* [PC]_Cyenen leans against Makal to give her some comfort, then trots forward, looking back at Lystos, barking sharply, as if to say "Lets go!"
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "Good man..." He drops the soldier and straightens up. He turns to Cyenen and smiles. He quickly looks back down at the elf and aims an arrow at his crotch.
<[DM]_Hatter> The elf stares at Lystos then immediately places his shield over his groin with a cry "I'll leave now damnit! Just go! GO!"
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "Now I know you speak the truth. He loosens his bowstring and sheathes his arrow. "Let's go," he says, and he holds out his arm for Makal.
* [NPC]_Makal takes Lystos' arm and turns to leave the field of death.
* [PC]_Cyenen grins wolfily, then glances up at the halfling clinging to her fur. She begins to run at full pace extending her body, going at top speed, letting her muscles feel what it was like to be apart of Selune's gift. She races forward then stops and looks back at her companions howling in joy. She was in her element.
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