[Game Thread] Group 1 - Ch3 - Pt1 - Sniff Test

[97mg]

Year 1165 - Springrise (early spring season) - Evening Quarter (Day Two)

Weather: Clear

Exiting the Knave After ample time to finish their meals and drinks, the visitors head out to quickly speak to Dorn about her missing child, and hopefully find something which the Wolfkin might use for tracking purposes. They began to walk northwards through the hamlet. It wouldn't be very far to Dorn's house, as Orin knew. In fact, walking from one end of the little village to the other wasn't really much more than a short stroll. There were still shortcuts though, so after a little while the group turned off to the east. Then, they saw something quite unusual. A man, whom Orin didn't recognise, was stood outside a building's front door, and appeared to be trying to fiddle... no, pick, the lock! This place was the workshop of woodcarver named Ephes who died a long time ago, once known in Greyvale for his intricate puzzle boxes. The door indeed had wonderful carvings on it, though someone has painted a black raven rune over the door. The nearby window shutters were closed... At hearing approaching footsteps, the man turned... "Hey there!"

[psuedenim]

Hemdan The goblin nods back at the Dwarf and adds "Well I didn't get to finish that first barrel so thats one assist we should get back on" As they walk around the village Hemdan is a little disappointed that the old city is now such a small hovel. He keeps this to himself for now as the people have been kind so far and Bethe's comments about locking doors seems unnecessary until they turn the next corner. Hemdan's first isntinct is to put his hand under his right arm pit - just in case - perhaps the mists had been on a short holiday. "Hey back at you! This looks very suspicious" and he waves his piece of chalk in dramatic fashion. He quickly stops that though as it was also very suspicious and the warmth of the beer is being replaced by the warmth of fight or flight. Hmmm, pretty door, scary Raven. Dont recall seeing that elsewhere

 

Name: Hemdan Whitefingers - Goblin | Sorcerer | ~20yrs

Strength: 2/3 - Crafting: 2
Agility: 4 - Sleight of Hand: 1
Wits: 5 - Insight: 2 | Lore: 2
Empathy: 3 - Manipulation: 1

---

WILLPOWER: 1
REPUTATION:__
PRIDE: Nothing scares you, as you have seen the world behind the veil.
DARK SECRET: Your yearning for more magical power is stronger than anything else.
CONDITIONS - Sleepless:__ | Thirsty:__ | Hungry:__ | Cold:__

---

TALENTS
After rolling for STEALTH, you can spend Willpower Points which are turned into extra 6'sSneaky (1)
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up when enemies lurk in the bushes.

RANK 1: Your SCOUT roll is modified by +1 when an enemy tries to ambush you or performs a sneak attack.
RANK 2: When you spot an ambush or a sneak attack, you also see how many the attackers are, what kin they belong to, and what weapons they use.
RANK 3: You can add a D8 Artifact Die to your SCOUT roll when you try to spot an ambush or a sneak attack.
Sixth Sense (1)
Path of Signs (1)

---

WEAPONS Staff - Bonus: 1 | Damage: 1 | Range: Near
ARMOR Leather Vest - Rating: 2

---

EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Water: d8 D6

[DBCowboy]

Phol Phol grimaces to the fellow, "Explain yourself, stranger! Neither are you from Greyvale nor are you the owner of this home. Thievery then, says I! Would you wish a sound thrashing before being driven into the wilds?"

OOO

Phol's Sheet: https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthre...46#post9486246

[97mg]

The Door Tinkerer "Oh yes, I guess..." the middle to late-aged man replied, his eyes moving around the great number of witnesses. "Yes, you're right to question, this doesn't look too great does it." He held up his two hands, in a gesture of peace and some kind of surrender. "I'm not a thief, if that's what you're thinking. Ephes, the poor fellow who used to work here, was my brother. I've come to collect some of my things, and I can't find my damn key..."

[HotsuSama]

Stahl Hearthson Stahl felt good about taking control of the negotiations, pressing for a fee, making himself out as a master tracker (not far from the truth, as neglected and underutilised his skills might have been in the past ...) and then it slips away from him. "I ain't interested in orcs, that's what I'm trying to ..." he begins with Bethe, before she calls his half-bluff and slides their money back. A small smile tics at his face. Ha! Oniver fancies himself the negotiator and here I am making the coin. Then Oniver takes back control, and uses his damn ten-piece words, and Bethe already knows the bloody druid? Stahl blushes deep, feeling he's been made a fool why this whole ridiculous exchange. But there it is: the man Stahl was so gallantly offering to find is no stranger at all. In the meantime, talk turns to getting something from one of the missing children to use for tracking. "Oh, for the wolf who led us into a muddy bog ...?" he grumbles, his usual pleasantries towards the venerable wolfkin buried under his bruised pride and indignation. He trudges along with the group when they leave, wishing he could just stay in the stable with Bladdanser rather than keep this dance up. When they halt to confront an apparent lockpicker, who feebly declares he's the brother of the deceased former occupant, Stahl huffs impatiently. "This village is barely a hut and a place to piss and it still manages to have more trouble than sense!" He stomps right up to the stranger, face against face. "You're collecting now, as darkness falls? Why the hurry when you can do it in daylight?"

 

Forbidden Lands Stat Block Stahl Hearthson Adult Quard AslenianHuman Rider Willpower Points: ✦✦ Reputation: ✦ Armour: - Conditions: - Injuries: - Pride: I can find anything in the wilderness, whether it be place or person or beast. Dark Secret: I killed my half-brother over a trivial disagreement, and am convinced his spirit haunts me. STRENGTH: ✦✦✦ Might: - | Endurance: ✦ | Melee: - | Crafting: - AGILITY: ✦✦✦✦✦ Stealth: - | Slight of Hand: - | Move: - | Marksmanship: ✦✦ WITS: ✦✦✧✧ Scouting: ✦ | Lore: - | Survival: ✦✦✦ | Insight: - EMPATHY: ✦✦ Manipulation: - | Performance: - | Healing: - | Animal Handling: ✦✦✦ TALENTS Humans are new to the Forbidden Lands and are seen as intruders by the other kin. But no other kin can adapt to new situations and living conditions the way the humans can. If you spend a Willpower Point when you are about to roll for a skill, you can roll for any skill of your choice to achieve the same result. You must be able to motivate how you use the chosen skill. The GM has final say, but should give you some leeway.Adaptive Your horse (or another riding animal) is your closest friend and companion, and will help you if you are in trouble.Path of the Companion: If you spend a Willpower Point when you are Broken (see page 107), your horse will stay by your side and defend you. The horse will attack any opponents that attempt to attack or move you.Rank 1 You are trained in the art of fighting from the back of a mount. All of the effects below require you to be in an OPEN zone.Horseback Fighter: You can fire a short bow or sling from a mount.Rank 1 You are a master at finding the right path through woods and over mountains in the wilderness.Pathfinder: Your SURVIVAL roll is modified by +1 when you LEAD THE WAY.Rank 1 ENCUMBRANCE: ▲▲▲▲▲▲ COINS: 0G 0S 6C Food (d8 / ▲) | Water (d8 / ▲) | Arrows (d10 / ▲) | Torches (d6 / ▲) Short spear (Bonus: ✦ / Damage: ⚔ / 1H, Pointed / ▲) Short bow (Bonus: ✦✦ / Damage: ⚔ / 2H / ◭) Snares (+1 to Hunting / ◭) Knapsack Waterskin   Horse Stahl's Horse - Bladdanser Movement: ✦✦ STRENGTH: ✦✦✦✦✦ Melee: ✦✦ AGILITY: ✦✦✦✦✦ Move: ✦✦✦ ENCUMBRANCE: ▲▲▲◭△△△△△△△△ Bandages (+1 Healing / ◭) Rope (+1 Climbing / ▲) Meat - 4 units (▲?) Pelts - 2 units (▲?)

[Effete]

Oniver Stramont Oniver finished his beer and picked at the plate of fish some more before gathering his packs. There was no way he was leaving his stuff here, even if the party had been given the spare keys to the whole joint. That part amused the peddler. This group of strangers came into her establishment, interrogated her harshly, practically stole her food and drink, and then she still trusted them with the key. If there was anything even worth stealing from the tavern, Oniver might have preened like a peacock, but the shabbiness of the bar made the whole thing feel like an empty victory. Oniver paused several times to fuss with straps, putting him well behind the others and the last to notice the odd man at the door. His companions seemed to think the man was up to no good, and for once, the smarmy peddler had nothing to say. Instead, he just listened to the man's defense, wondering if the allegations could be true.

OOC Oniver tries to get a read on the man. Dice Wits 2, Insight 2: 2d6 3, 6 Total = 9 2d6 5, 4 Total = 9   STRENGTH 3/3 | Might 0, Endurance 1, Melee 1, Crafting 0 AGILITY 3/3 | Stealth 0, Sleight of Hand 2, Move 0, Marksmanship 0 WITS 2/3 | Scouting 0, Lore 0, Survival 1, Insight 2 EMPATHY 5/5 | Manipulation 3, Performance 0, Healing 0, Animal Handling 0 Weapons: Knife (+1 bonus, 1 damage) Armor: Leather Vest (Rating 2) Food: d8 Water: d8 Pack-of-Many-Things: d12 Gold/Silver/Copper: 0/7/0 Willpower Points: 2 Full sheet

[97mg]

Picking in the Evening Aside from the fact that this lone individual had been tampering with a building's door, there was something else that bugged Oniver. If the woodcarver had died years ago... a fact that would be confirmed by Orin, then why wait so long to "collect his things"? Stahl's response was confrontational for sure. The man took a step back as the agile and strong looking fellow human got up close and personal. He raised his hands in a form of surrender. "Hey there! I don't want any trouble, alright? Back off, buddy, or I'll yell out for the town guard! I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement, yeah? Or, I can just try looking for my damned keys again, and try again later." He shrugged, taking another step back away from the door.

[The Dark Star]

They have arrived! Orin was shocked at what he saw, and immediately let the others know that he did not recognize this man. "Hey! That's what I was going to say old man, you better explain yourself or we'll get the guards to take you in! You don't belong here! This isn't your place! He's been dead for some time now, unless..." He said, starting to trail off after a moment. "Wait, are you a ghost!? Quick, someone give him a poke to make sure that he is real!" He shouted to the others. Mechanical Information and Stats   Name: Orin Silver Kin: Halfling Profession: Minstrel Age: Young - 28 ATTRIBUTES & SKILLS **Key attribute is Empathy for both Kin and Profession **Skills are Lore, Insight, Manipulation, Performance, Healing 15 attribute points 8 skill points Strength: 2 (Might 0 Endurance 0 Melee 0 Crafting 0) Agility: 3 (Stealth 0 Sleight of Hand 0 Move 1 Marksmanship 0) Wits: 4 (Scouting 0 *Lore 1 Survival 0 *Insight 0) Empathy: 6 (*Manipulation 2 *Performance 2 *Healing 2 Animal Handling 0) CONDITIONS Sleepless__ Thirsty__ Hungry__ Cold__ TALENTS 1 Hard to Catch 1 2 Path of the Hymn 1 3 Fast Footwork 1 WILLPOWER:__ REPUTATION:__ PRIDE:__ WEAPONS Knife - Bonus +1 - Damage 1 - Range Arm - Features Blunt Name - Bonus - Damage - Range Name - Bonus - Damage - Range ARMOR Helmet Type___ Rating__ Armor Type Leather, Light Rating 2 Bonus___ EQUIPMENT Carrying Capacity: 4 - Lute CONSUMABLES Food d6 2 Water d8 5 Arrows__ Torches__ Gold__ Silver 0 Copper__

[DBCowboy]

Phol The half-elf brightens and begins to pull out an arrow to poke the fellow with....buuut he hesitates before the shaft has cleared his quiver, purses his lips in thought before uttering a, "Bah! Probably delicate too!" Instead of an arrowhead, Phol steps forward and pokes the man in his arm with his index finger. Assuming it does not pass though due to him being some ghostly apparition, Phol demands, "Flesh and blood, he is! And yet to give us a name I note!" "He's trouble, says I!" he nods to the group, "Tell him how much trouble he's in, Oniver." And he leaned ever so slightly toward the fellow, one eye staring wide for added emphasis.

OOO Think Oniver would have the best chance to manipulate him, maybe we can assist?

Phol's Sheet: https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthre...46#post9486246

[psuedenim]

Hemdan "If a ghost is magicky then this one is no spook, me knobbles might as well be in deep sleep" Hemdan sidles over to the side of the hut and starts chalking out a little symbol. As he does that he closes one eye and imagines himself pushing some purple looking goop into it. He leaves a little space in the middle as he will quickly put a chalk dot in that space and that (if all goes to plan) should paralyse this thief if he attempts to run. He turns his open eye to the thief and mutters "This one aint going nowhere" as he hovers his chalk over the symbol "The misty veil has him"

Actions Draws out a Paralyze symbol targeting the thief which he will complete (trigger) if he tries to run

 

Name: Hemdan Whitefingers - Goblin | Sorcerer | ~20yrs

Strength: 2/3 - Crafting: 2
Agility: 4 - Sleight of Hand: 1
Wits: 5 - Insight: 2 | Lore: 2
Empathy: 3 - Manipulation: 1

---

WILLPOWER: 1
REPUTATION:__
PRIDE: Nothing scares you, as you have seen the world behind the veil.
DARK SECRET: Your yearning for more magical power is stronger than anything else.
CONDITIONS - Sleepless:__ | Thirsty:__ | Hungry:__ | Cold:__

---

TALENTS
After rolling for STEALTH, you can spend Willpower Points which are turned into extra 6'sSneaky (1)
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up when enemies lurk in the bushes.

RANK 1: Your SCOUT roll is modified by +1 when an enemy tries to ambush you or performs a sneak attack.
RANK 2: When you spot an ambush or a sneak attack, you also see how many the attackers are, what kin they belong to, and what weapons they use.
RANK 3: You can add a D8 Artifact Die to your SCOUT roll when you try to spot an ambush or a sneak attack.
Sixth Sense (1)
Path of Signs (1)

---

WEAPONS Staff - Bonus: 1 | Damage: 1 | Range: Near
ARMOR Leather Vest - Rating: 2

---

EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Water: d8 D6

[Effete]

Originally Posted by Phol

"He's trouble, says I!" he nods to the group, "Tell him how much trouble he's in, Oniver."

Oniver Stramont "Ho ho! Trouble aplenty," the slimy merchant said, stepping forward to join the others, his voice as smooth as snow over a frozen lake. The peddler cocked an eyebrow at the symbol Hemdan was drawing, but turned his attention back to the thief. "You aren't family. You aren't even local. And despite what our dimunitive friend here might think, you certainly aren't a ghost. So what you, then, hmmm? An opportunist? A scavenger? Perhaps a lowly jackal looking to sink it's teeth into a helpless prey. Well take a good look around Jackal! You are caught in the hunter's trap, and his knife is sharp. "Who are you? Where did you come from? Answer, Jackal, and you may live to feed another day."

OOC Oniver manipulates with Sharp Tongue. Dice Empathy 5, Manip 3: 5d6 5, 5, 1, 1, 4 Total = 16 3d6 3, 4, 1 Total = 8 Pushing (earn 2 WP) Dice Empathy 3, Manip 3: 3d6 4, 2, 5 Total = 11 3d6 5, 1, 2 Total = 8 Well... crapola!   STRENGTH 3/3 | Might 0, Endurance 1, Melee 1, Crafting 0 AGILITY 3/3 | Stealth 0, Sleight of Hand 2, Move 0, Marksmanship 0 WITS 2/3 | Scouting 0, Lore 0, Survival 1, Insight 2 EMPATHY 3/5 | Manipulation 3, Performance 0, Healing 0, Animal Handling 0 Weapons: Knife (+1 bonus, 1 damage) Armor: Leather Vest (Rating 2) Food: d8 Water: d8 Pack-of-Many-Things: d12 Gold/Silver/Copper: 0/7/0 Willpower Points: 4 Full sheet

[97mg]

Symbol-stuck Orin's suggestion that the potential burglar could be a ghost, wasn't that silly, actually. Most villagers considered the wood carver's old store as being haunted. The halfling's new friends didn't know this yet though, but the little man's suspicion was probably enough to allude to the fact. The shop was all boarded up, and clearly well locked too, and yes, kind of creepy. Hemdan's magic-sensitive body areas weren't tickling. This was probably good news. Whilst the old fellow copped a barrage of lip and threatening tones from the group's taller members, the goblin got to work... scrawling something... "Hot damn, since when did the people around here get so mean? Nasty, you lot are. But yeah, alright... ok then." He raised his hands once more. "I don't want trouble with you. I'll just leave, alright? Either that or... hey... now there's an idea!" His voice lowered to a whisper, whilst his eyes moved to look at the goblin's strange antics. There was a deep sigh then, as though the fellow's energy had somehow left him, or something had deflated his motivation. "Huh? Something is... wrong... Look, there are riches in there. Why don't we look, together?"

[DBCowboy]

Phol "Ah ha! Knew it, I.....oh," Phol's exuberance at being proved correct in his assumption of ill intent trails off as the fellow offers to share riches. He glances around, quick to Orin, but only grunts out a non-committal, "Hmmmm." But he didn't say nooooo... Nor did he ask for any specifics on the supposed riches... At least not yet.

OOO

Phol's Sheet: https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthre...46#post9486246

[psuedenim]

Hemdan The word Riches makes the Goblins ears twitch a little, he's never been rich and its the kind of life he might be tempted by but he's wary of upsetting his new friends. Better to be rich in friends first he thinks so he keeps his hand and chalk close by. "Well Orin, what if we dont do stealing things but we do investigating things. That symbol on the door - does it mean anything to anyone?" He turns his head a little, flexing his arms Still nothing from me knobbles "What if its a trap? I mean where did this talk of riches come from?" he adds quitely to Orin.

Actions Draws out a Paralyze symbol targeting the thief which he will complete (trigger) if he tries to run

 

Name: Hemdan Whitefingers - Goblin | Sorcerer | ~20yrs

Strength: 2/3 - Crafting: 2
Agility: 4 - Sleight of Hand: 1
Wits: 5 - Insight: 2 | Lore: 2
Empathy: 3 - Manipulation: 1

---

WILLPOWER: 1
REPUTATION:__
PRIDE: Nothing scares you, as you have seen the world behind the veil.
DARK SECRET: Your yearning for more magical power is stronger than anything else.
CONDITIONS - Sleepless:__ | Thirsty:__ | Hungry:__ | Cold:__

---

TALENTS
After rolling for STEALTH, you can spend Willpower Points which are turned into extra 6'sSneaky (1)
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up when enemies lurk in the bushes.

RANK 1: Your SCOUT roll is modified by +1 when an enemy tries to ambush you or performs a sneak attack.
RANK 2: When you spot an ambush or a sneak attack, you also see how many the attackers are, what kin they belong to, and what weapons they use.
RANK 3: You can add a D8 Artifact Die to your SCOUT roll when you try to spot an ambush or a sneak attack.
Sixth Sense (1)
Path of Signs (1)

---

WEAPONS Staff - Bonus: 1 | Damage: 1 | Range: Near
ARMOR Leather Vest - Rating: 2

---

EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Water: d8 D6

[Effete]

Oniver Stramont Oniver's cutting words seemed to have no effect on the old codger. Either the jackal's skin was thick as leather or the smarmy peddler simply didn't hit the right marks. His smile slipped into a grimace as the thief went on, seemingly ignoring Oniver. It was a sign of how off kilter the peddler was when he licked his lips openly at the mention of riches. He flicked a glance to the door, back to the old man, but remained silent. Phol's non-commital grunt was encouraging as it wasn't quite a flat-out refusal. Oniver had seen the half-elf loner occasionally strolling through Kiersap, but paid him as much mind as anyone else who wasn't a customer. Which is to say, none at all. But having spent the last couple days traveling with the man, Oniver was beginning to like him. His brooding nature could play a nice foil to the peddler's insufferable charm, relieving the merchant of having to thread that line. If the huntsman would agree to 70/30 split on the earnings, the two can make a pretty penny if they ever found a town worthy of the name. That deceptively brilliant mind of Hemdan seemed to be politicking a way to "investigate" the old puzzle shop. The goblin conspired quietly with his fairer kin, and Oniver could not make out what was said. Hopefully it would convince Orin. "Aye! Investigate! That's what we were charged to do, was it not? Children love puzzles, and the abandoned abode of a puzzlebox maker sounds like a good place to search for such missing children." The glimmer of greed could not be kept from the man's eye. Perhaps the failing light of late evening hid it.

OOC   STRENGTH 3/3 | Might 0, Endurance 1, Melee 1, Crafting 0 AGILITY 3/3 | Stealth 0, Sleight of Hand 2, Move 0, Marksmanship 0 WITS 2/3 | Scouting 0, Lore 0, Survival 1, Insight 2 EMPATHY 3/5 | Manipulation 3, Performance 0, Healing 0, Animal Handling 0 Weapons: Knife (+1 bonus, 1 damage) Armor: Leather Vest (Rating 2) Food: d8 Water: d8 Pack-of-Many-Things: d12 Gold/Silver/Copper: 0/7/0 Willpower Points: 4 Full sheet