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Len Inactive for 1 months

Feb 3, 2024 2:07 am

Feb 3, 2024 2:07 am

OOC:

Results of PC's turn

- Freki and Cutwell double-team the leader: 6 damage brings him to 8/12 STR
- Flint solos "D": 4 damage brings him to 6/12 STR
- Sow stands guard over Saffron

Rolling saves... both fails!

Freki wraps his whip around the leader's neck, cutting him off from calling out any more orders. With his attention distracted, the leader doesn't see Cutwell advancing on him. Armed with an intimate knowledge of human anatomy, Cutwell ruptures his spleen with a single blow. He falls like a sack of bricks, white as a sheet. His body convulses violently; his last moments are agonizing.

Flint joins the others and dispatches the last Dreadwing with seeming ease.

OOC:

Fight is over!

Rolls

STR Saves (Leader: 8/12, D: 6/12) - (1d20, 1d20)

1d20 : (18) = 18

1d20 : (16) = 16

Len Inactive for 1 months

Feb 4, 2024 4:07 am

Feb 4, 2024 4:07 am

As the last Dreadwing falls, sound of battle gives way to Khazuul's torrential rain, which pelts the vine-choked ruins around you and washes the blood of the fallen into channels between the stones.

Saffron

Saffron mutters weakly from the ground: "I'm sorry."

Grinwit

Meanwhile, Grinwit smiles at you all, and speaks a single word: "M'lord." He gestures to Gringle, who lies unconscious with a big lump on his head where he was struck with the spear's haft.

Feb 4, 2024 5:44 am

Feb 4, 2024 5:44 am

"Cutwell!" Sow says sharply as she kneels to help and inspect Saffron. "Get your kit!"

To the injured woman, Sow lowers that scratchy voice. "You'll be alright -- we beat them!"

OOC:

Two priorities.

1. Help Saffron
2. Loot those fucking bodies.

KCC Inactive for 1 months

Feb 4, 2024 8:20 am

Feb 4, 2024 8:20 am

"He ain’t talking to me, is he?" Cutwell asks, already digging through his pack for the what he needs!

"Right! Bring him over here alongside her! This’ll be hard enough without having to run back and forth, won’t it?" Cutwell shouts to the others, examining the wounds on Saffron!

OOC:

Is this the last of the bandages then? Or will a Leech to the trick?

Windyridge Inactive for 1 months

Feb 4, 2024 4:27 pm

Feb 4, 2024 4:27 pm

"Confound this blasted weather. Such rivers of red, I've never seen the like before." Flint is watching the little streams of red flowing around the stones.

"I'm going to see what we can be found on the dead if you have the bandaging under control, Cutwell," he announces, sheathing his sword. "Freki. A hand if you would?"

Chalrytharendir

Feb 4, 2024 5:21 pm

Feb 4, 2024 5:21 pm

Freki puts a hand in Cutwell's shoulder as he catches his breath after they dispatch the leader, "Thanks for helping me finish that one off."

Then with Grinwit's help he carries Gringle to last next to Saffron so that it's easier for Cutwell to work is magic.

He gives Saffron an encouraging smile and adds, "Nothing to be sorry about. Cutwell will patch you up in no time."

Then he joins Flint in searching the bodies, "I wonder what Dreadwing's carry around with them other than their silly feathers."

Feb 4, 2024 10:43 pm

Feb 4, 2024 10:43 pm

OOC:

Sow will help Cutwell as she can.

KCC Inactive for 1 months

Feb 5, 2024 3:55 am

Feb 5, 2024 3:55 am

"Bloody poet now, is he?" Cutwell grunts, trying to stem some of the red rivers Flint had mentioned.

Cutwell just looks up and nods at Freki, before resuming his work. He used his upper body and head to try and keep some of the wet off Saffron as he bandaged her wounds.

He takes a few minutes in total, making sure the bindings were good and strong, which makes the woman wince!

Then he moves to the man, and curses that he would have to expend his last bandage.

"These things ain’t cheap, are they?" he complains, as he wraps the man’s busted head.

"Got a hat or anything? You’ll want to keep that dry!" he says, when the man can finally be roused.

Feb 5, 2024 5:32 am

Feb 5, 2024 5:32 am

Feeling helpless -- Cutwell is clearly used to working alone -- Sow eventually gets the idea that the man's delicate and bloody work needs protection from the elements. So, using the heavy, weather-resistant cloak she just purchased, the young woman spreads and holds it over the man to keep him and his patients dry...

KCC Inactive for 1 months

Feb 5, 2024 8:55 am

Feb 5, 2024 8:55 am

"Makes an nice change, not having that dripping down into me eyes!" Cutwell says, looking up at Sow as she covers them. She has been there throughout, watching the man work. Had the work not been so life-or-death, he’d have let her bandage one of them up herself.

"Taking notes, was ya? Chances are you’ll need to know how to do all that. Something might try to bash my brains in, and you’ll have to wrap me up, won’t ya?"

Windyridge Inactive for 1 months

Feb 5, 2024 3:19 pm

Feb 5, 2024 3:19 pm

Chalrytharendir says:

"I wonder what Dreadwing's carry around with them other than their silly feathers."

"We're about to find out. Let's hope it's more than just feathers." Kneeling beside one of the Dreadwings, Flint starts rifling through his clothing, checking pockets, packs, and belts for useful items or with any luck, valuables.

Feb 6, 2024 6:17 am

Feb 6, 2024 6:17 am

Rain dribbling down her nose and chin, Sow merely nods at Cutwell as he somehow works and peppers her with questions.

Len Inactive for 1 months

Feb 7, 2024 3:59 pm

Feb 7, 2024 3:59 pm

Cutwell tends to the wounded as the others gather supplies from the fallen.

[ +- ] Loot

Saffron is much obliged for Cutwell's help. Her voice is calm and steady as he wraps her wound, not even flinching as he disinfects the cut.

Saffron

"Do you remember when we were sharing happy memories back at the camp? Thorn told me not to judge Samir too harshly, for life makes men hard and that is the way of things. I understand, now; Samir became hard so that I would not have to. But, he is gone, and I can't be soft anymore. I won't be soft anymore."

Rolls

Dreadwing, Black Skull gold - (5d6, 3d6)

5d6 : (46514) = 20

3d6 : (163) = 10

Dreadwing Treasure Rolls - (2d6, 2d6, 2d6, 2d6, 2d6)

2d6 : (61) = 7

2d6 : (23) = 5

2d6 : (42) = 6

2d6 : (44) = 8

2d6 : (63) = 9

Black Skull Treasure Rolls - (2d6, 2d6, 2d6)

2d6 : (11) = 2

2d6 : (61) = 7

2d6 : (56) = 11

Mundane items - (1d12, 1d12, 1d12, 1d12, 1d12, 1d12)

1d12 : (11) = 11

1d12 : (7) = 7

1d12 : (10) = 10

1d12 : (5) = 5

1d12 : (12) = 12

1d12 : (12) = 12

Exotic item - (1d6)

(1) = 1

Personal item - (1d6)

(2) = 2

Chalrytharendir

Feb 7, 2024 6:02 pm

Feb 7, 2024 6:02 pm

As Freki helps Flint collect the loot into a pile so it's easier to sort he says, "There's a lot of good supplies here, but we'll need to pick and choose. We won't be able to carry it all."

"These headdresses could be useful if we need to disguise ourselves as we enter Dreadwing territory."

Windyridge Inactive for 1 months

Feb 7, 2024 7:13 pm

Feb 7, 2024 7:13 pm

Flint nods excitedly as he surveys their treasure. "A tent! A welcome surprise. We can divide up the gold equally but you're right. We will have to leave the least of the treasures behind and figure out how to fit what we want to take with us."

Rummaging further in the pile he extracts a piece of paper. "What have we here? Those scoundrels! Flint's eyes go round as he turns his head this way and that to better examine the drawing as a smirk crosses his face.

"Dirty drawings. Heh. Better not let Saffron or Sow see it."

Last edited February 7, 2024 7:13 pm

Chalrytharendir

Feb 9, 2024 7:01 am

Feb 9, 2024 7:01 am

Freki has a laugh at Flint's comment about the dirty sketches and then grabs one of the shields out of the pile. he thumps it a few times to check it's integrity and then straps it to his pack and throws the torch he was carrying onto the pile of loot.

He picks up Thorn's Immolator out of the mud where he left it mid-fight and cleans off the blood and dirt with his clothes revealing the black flames again, which reminds him of what he saw during the fight. "Don't know if this hot wet miserable jungle weather is muddling my head, but I swear I saw the flames on this thing come to life when I took off that guys head," he says and shakes his head in wonder.

Then he add to Flint, "Regardless, those moves you showed me last night certainly helped!"

OOC:

Taking a shield, dropping a torch.

KCC Inactive for 1 months

Feb 9, 2024 7:05 am

Feb 9, 2024 7:05 am

"You get a knock on the head and all, Freki?" Cutwell says, with a bit of a smirk! Helping Saffron up, he says to her then:

"Cut like that will stiffen you up, won’t it? You won’t be able to sleep right for a week!"

A cut like that would murder if the woman tossed and turned in her sleep. He spies the bandages then, and checks that they are clean and dry.

"Right! I’ll be having these! I’m all out, ain’t I? No knowing what can happen out here!"

Windyridge Inactive for 1 months

Feb 9, 2024 4:09 pm

Feb 9, 2024 4:09 pm

"Indeed, Freki, you'll be a very capable swordsman before long. But you won't be able to use your shield with that sword seeing as it's a two-hander."

Was the man crazy, Flint wondered? Could the sword really have emitted black flames? Perhaps so, and it was therefore a good omen. Ah, now he was going loopy in the head. Shaking his blond locks it as if to clear his addled brain of such nonsense he looks at Cutwell eyeing the bandages.

"That's some good luck there, us finding those bandages. Oh and Freki, I wouldn't be caught dead wearing feathers. Or maybe I'd have to be dead, he chuckles.

Feb 10, 2024 4:28 pm

Feb 10, 2024 4:28 pm

After helping Cutwell as best she could, making sure that Saffron was both on her feet and okay, Sow fishes for a shield and a spear, a weapon that will greatly increase her reach in a fight, and which she's had some training with. She doesn't join in the banter, still reeling a bit from the violence of the battle and the smell of it all, but she does cast a sidelong glance at the sketches Flint holds, and reddens a little as she adjusts the fit of her new shield on her arm.

Len Inactive for 1 months

Feb 11, 2024 1:33 am

Feb 11, 2024 1:33 am

Once Cutwell has fixed Gringle up, he and Grinwit prepare to be on their way.

Gringle

"Mighty good luck we saw you and your company on the trail this day, iron fist, or we'd be in the mud with these three. We'll put them in the ground, then we'll head back to camp. If you need us to hike anything of yours back to the camp, just say the word. We'll guard it with our lives, we will. Ain't that right, Grinwit?"

Grinwit

Grinwit smiles and bows. "M'lord."

OOC:

Feel free to drop some items with G&G or build a cache here in this fairly recognizable location that you can swing by on your way back.

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- Chalrytharendir
  
  Freki
- Harrigan
  
  Sow
- Len
  
  Warden
  
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- Windyridge
  
  Thorn
  
  Flint