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

[97mg]

Door Time Egen was really difficult to read, and Phol struggled to differentiate between the possibilities that the man was legitimate in his claims and knowledge of the workshop, or instead might have been an exceptionally crafty individual. At least thus far, Egen hadn't reacted poorly to people's questioning looks. With approval to get through the door though, Egen smiled. "At last! I feel you there my lovelies... " He turned the door's handle and found himself at the top of a short row of timber stairs, before immediately beginning to head on down. "Follow! Follow! Bring the light!"

[psuedenim]

Hemdan - excited and suspicious Hemdan is oddly surprised and suspicious. Surprised that he's managed to do something otherworldly and it not just feel like colours in his imagination, something real outside his own body. Suspicious, well there's sorcery here and its dangerous and Egen is a total stranger. The Goblin is not a stranger to weird feelings but two at the same time after breaking into a spooky hovel, this is new and worthy of new behaviour - he starts doing a little jig towards Stahl, making sure Egen is out of earshot. "I can part the Veil - doop de doop... There's magic under the floor - dum de dum... one of me and two of them -whup de whoopy doo... but Egen wants them alll - dum dum de dummm" He stops next to Stahl and leans in "Does Egen let us stand or does he make us fall?" he tucks the knife into his belt, close at hand and readies his staff before setting off after Egen and whatever he senses underground. Looking back before going through the door he adds "There's been no bog bonding with this one"

Actions Follow Egen and Phol downstairs. Staff in hand

 

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

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WILLPOWER:
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:__

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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)

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

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EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Watr: d8 D6

[Effete]

Oniver Stramont At Egen's command to follow and bring the light, Oniver hesitated. He watched as Phol motioned anxiously and as Hemdan danced a little jig, muttering to himself, before the peddler's eyes flashed back to the contents of the cabinet. Lifting the lantern toward the cellar door, Oniver purposely caused a shadow to fall upon the cabinet interior and deftly snatched the iron ingot before creeping to the top of the stairs. Catching only the last of Hemdan's cryptic words, Oni shot a puzzled expression toward Stahl. "Bog bonding? Is he going on about that fox again?"

OOC Added iron ingot.   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: 0/8/0 Willpower Points: 4 Full sheet

[DBCowboy]

Phol Well now here was a surprise. The cottage had a basement. Or was it perhaps more? There was no way to know except to follow Egen down into the dark, so Phol motioned for Oniver to follow with his lantern. Perhaps soon they would discover what these...lovelies...Egen referred to actually were. And still he wondered what Hemdan's antics were about?

OOC

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

[97mg]

Door Time With some light behind him, and also a good few shadows cast by his impromptu companions, Egen with candle in hand headed down the stairs. It was a short journey, the steps covered in a layer of old sawdust except for the footprints of Egen and anyone behind him, leaving their trail. All signs still led to a conclusion that nobody had trodden within the place for a rather long time. A turn at the bottom of the steps, and Oniver's assumption proved to be correct. A cellar! Usually reserved for bottles or barrels of drink, or the storage of dried foodstuffs, or maybe even cheese... but in this instance, the area had been converted. It seemed that Ephes used the space for storage of wood. Something more precious to the long-gone artisan than dairy snacks! There were old planks piled in a corner, a mixture of timbers both hard and soft, fine-grained and others more fanciful. So too were there a few decaying wicker baskets, loaded with foot-long trimmings of tree branches, offcuts and half-finished works. Some were part way to becoming small figurines of animals, dolls and little scenes of village life. Between the scraps were a great number of spiderwebs, an artist's unfinished works now some other creature's home. Upon entrance, Egen grinned, apparently very pleased with himself. "Yes! They have to be in here somewhere. Somewhere. Oh.... where... arrrrrre yoooou?" He rubbed his hands together and moved straight to the baskets, grabbing the first one and turning it upside down. Then he got down on his knees, and hurriedly looked through the spilled contents with his hands. "Are you in here? Come on! Come to papa. Dammit, arggh!" What he sought, he had not found, but then he eyed the area's walls with deep suspicion in his gaze...

[HotsuSama]

Stahl Hearthson "I'm no sure hand at whittling, or woodworking, or whatever working you like. I'm good with animals. Sure enough hand for that." Stahl looks across and watches Hemdan work at his ritual with a wrinkled nose. He really doesn't know what to make of the goblin sometimes - there's wisdom in that brain, but it appears to have been rattled around more than a small amount. Then Hemdan jigs over to him, singing softly about magic under the floor. No bog bonding with this one. Stahl understands. Egan isn't one of them, and never will be. For all the discord in this little group, they've already tasted adversity together. Stahl nods at Hemdan. They understand. Oniver doesn't understand. Stahl is not surprised. For all his acrobatics in wordplay, Oniver does seem like the kind who will miss the bloody obvious from time to time. Right now, the bloody obvious seems to be that Egan is full of it, and likely chasing something magical that's been buried in this forgotten crypt of a workshop. "Just keep your head out of the bog and stay sharp. More than wood statues afoot here," Stahl grumbles. Clutching one of his hunting snares, Stahl descends with the others, ready to pounce on Egan if the need arises. Underground, Egan claws through the wreckage, looking for his curios. Stahl watches with distaste. The mountain frustration is not a good sign. Egan wants these things quite desperately - more than appropriate for some simple wood carvings, surely. "Not finding what you're after?" Stahl says casually. "Oh well. Would be easy to just get the same workmanship elsewhere now, hmm? With the mist lifted and all, must be plenty of others out there who can do the work. These ones can't be that special." He positions himself behind Egan as the latter clamours through the baskets.

OOC Is Stahl Hearthson gonna have to choke a [CENSORED]?

 

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 (▲?)

[DBCowboy]

Phol "This treasure you mentioned," Phol frowned, "Small enough to fit in a basket, is it?". If it seemed Egen wasn't listening he added, "Damn it, man! Tell us what to seek and we'll find it sooner." The hunter himself looked round seeing what the pair of lights illuminated. Were he a woodcarver, where would he hide small things? Well, if they were small enough, he supposed he would hide them some woodwork. Hmmm, but he couldn't be sure how small they were unless Egen shared some details.

OOC

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

[Effete]

Oniver Stramont Oniver was the last to follow down the steps, and from this vantage he could see the trepidation in his companions. Stahl, in particular, seemed to hover around close to Egen, presumably watching his antics closely. The rider's muttered warning just before descending the stairs validated the peddler's own suspicions. The offer made toward Egen about being the first to enter the building was a (perhaps not so subtle) ruse to keep the stranger in sight at all times. The lighting of the lantern, a means to better observe his movements. Plundering the dusty workshop was just part of the ruse, yet not an unwelcome bonus. The steps led to a cellar, like those used to store wine or fruit at optimal temperatures, but no wine or preserves were to be seen. Instead, wood of various shapes and conditions littered the shelves and tables. Egen appeared desperate, even frantic, overturning baskets and rifling through the scattered contents. Phol's switch of topics from searching the cellar for signs of the children to helping Egen find the desired items was not missed by Oniver. It seemed the entire party was keen on keeping an eye on the stranger. Not wanting to make the surveilance too obvious, Oniver purposely moved deeper into the cellar, brushing away cobwebs and looking for anything that wasn't a scrap of wood. "Your brother looks to have been quite talented," the peddler quipped, examining what appeared to be an unfinished model of a farmhouse. "Does talent run in the family? You say you lack the patience for woodwork; what is it you specialize in?" There were several more questions that nagged the brain, but like Ephes, Oniver was a patient man when he needed to be. Why Egen waited so long after his alleged brother's death was just one of those questions. The obvious answer was that the Blood Mist had kept him away, but then how had he made it out of the village in the first place. Clearly his residence was within a day's walk, or he would never have made it out. If he had only recently learned of his brother's passing, he was taking the news quite well. Something was odd here, and if Oniver had knobbles of his own, they'd likely be telling him that Egen shouldn't get his hands on whatever it is he's looking for.

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: 0/8/0 Willpower Points: 4 Full sheet

[97mg]

Door Time Egen grunted. It felt like everyone was asking him questions and trying to interrupt the search! "Huh? What? Yea whatever... now... mmm." He'd followed his eyes to a wall, leaving his upended baskets on the floor. With two hands, he then began feeling around on the old timbers and stonework, brushing sideways and up and down. "Special? Another carver? Never! These figurines are... all that will do. Two of them I was promised, and two of them I will FIND!" Egen was yelling a bit now, and his face seemed to be reddening too. "A pair of figurines, made of wood, alright? They were promised, and they will be HAD!" Then, at Oniver's question, he paused the search for a brief moment and turned to face his direction. "Look, yea I'm not famous for being patient. My talent is... mmm..." he resumed the northern wall-search, "getting what I deserve."

[psuedenim]

Hemdan - being crafty (he hopes) "If we all work together then this will go quicker. Phol you are right but perhaps help Egen and he can show you things of a similar size to help the searching" He walks over to the east wall and beckons Oniver over "Hey Oni you have a keen eye for a valuable give me a hand looking here. The sooner we get out of this home the less chance of annoying the village" Hemdan places himself between Egen and where he thinks he would best search from and maneuvers Oniver between him and Egen and gives him a little wink "That corner looks full of knobs and crevices" Assuming all has been understood he starts checking the east wall paying close attention to his senses

 

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

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WILLPOWER:
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:__

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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)

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

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EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Watr: d8 D6

[Effete]

Oniver Stramont At Hemdan's beckoning, Oniver took his time, peering into baskets and handling a few objects that piqued his curiousity, before meeting the goblin in the east corner of the basement. Along the way, he considered Egen's answers to the party's questions. They were less than satisfactory, and only served to deepen the smarmy merchant's suspicions. "A pair of figurines? Figurines of what? There's carvings of a lot of things down here," Oniver fingers what looks like rough caricature of a plumb hare, the details only imagined behind the coarse, sharp lines. Moving up beside the goblin, Oni raised a eyebrow as he looked at the dimunitive mage, a silent inquiry. The wink Hemdan added to his request almost made the peddler smile. The little fellow had a devious side after all. "Yes, yes! Let us concentrate our efforts on one area at a time. Smart, smart! Two pairs of eyes may catch what a single pair might miss." Oniver nodded as he gave the goblin a penetrating stare, hoping to convey that he understood the plan. They were going to find the figurines first. To what end, Oniver didn't know, but they'd cross the bridge when they came upon it.

OOC Oniver will aid Hemdan in a search, adding a die to his roll.   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: 0/8/0 Willpower Points: 4 Full sheet

[97mg]

Hands on the Wall With Egen busy searching his chosen section of wall, and Oniver offering a kind of obstacle to the crazed man's view of the goblin, Hemdan gets to work. His plan is quite ingenious actually! Away from the obsessed stranger's eyes, the goblin has an opportunity to quickly get on with some wall-feeling of his own. Using the strange and unfamiliar feeling in his knobbles as a guide, after a little poking about, he feels something... different. Yes! There is a small section of wooden panel on this wall that is unlike the others. It is smoother than the surrounding ones, and a touch more gappy around its corners. If he wanted, it looks like a goblin's finger could probably pry it right off, and expose whatever might lie behind! "It must be close..." Egen wasn't wrong, as he grumbled and kept rubbing his fingers on the dusty walls... he just wasn't quite as close as someone else...

OOC I'm thinking a sleight of hand check to get the little wall panel off, and reach inside without Egen noticing If that's what you want to do hehe. I'd say that Oniver might notice if this happens... but perhaps not the rest of the team... but up you folks! Oh... Onvier could even be considered to be "helping", and give Hemdan an extra dice Egen failed a pre-emptive kind of "notice" check on Hemdan's sneakiness, so the goblin only needs one success if reaching into the dark is his plan lol.

[psuedenim]

Hemdan - being crafty (he hopes) Hemdan had a sneaky little smile as Oniver picked up on his clues. After a quick look to check that Phol was still badgering Egen and Egen was unaware of the menace Stahl was giving he opened a gap big enough to slip his dainty goblin hand in. Quick as a snake his hand darted in grabbing what was in the hole and secreting it under his clothing, with his other hand he moved the panel back and carried on checking the rest of the wall. "I can see nothing in this dark cellar. Did you check the floors for another door or loose stone?" He makes a show of tapping the floor with his staff "I would have asked Orin but how did the carver die and where is he buried?"

OOC Sleight of Hand: 1 Success

 

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

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WILLPOWER:
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:__

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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)

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

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EQUIPMENT (6)
Chalk | +1 HuntingSnares | Knife | Lockpick

CONSUMABLES
Food: D6 | Water: D8 D6

[97mg]

Consequences Hemdan's quick groping of the wall cavity was swift, little green fingers soon touching upon something made of leather. A pouch! It had been hung just below the hole on an old nail. It didn't jingle with the promise of coin or jewels, but there was a mild weight to it has he lifted it out. Yes! There was something small in there, and perhaps these figurines that Egen seemed so determined to recover? As the goblin quickly tucked the discovery beneath his garb, his innate sixth senses kicked in. Something was wrong, something was more wrong than just this creepy Egen fellow, or the currently being in dark woodcarver's basement... He might shiver for a moment, as though blasted by a gust of cold air. Then, he felt something damp, under his eyes. Egen was oblivious to all this, now crouching and fingering along a join between his patch of wall and the boards of the floor.

OOC Ahah! I need an Initiative roll from everyone please! (Some folks might have skills that give them advantages to this). It is just a d10. Lowest goes first. I'll be rolling twice because of surprise. OK, so my "event" goes on an init of 9... meaning that most if not all of you will be able to go first... so I'll post again in a moment so you have something to react to.

[97mg]

Movement Behind the Wall Clunk! The sound of wood falling against wood broke through the sounds of Egen's heavy breathing, and the explorer's words. It wouldn't have been such an off thing to hear in a carver's workshop... if it hadn't been otherwise abandoned. It wouldn't have seemed strange, if baskets of old timber will still being upturned and rummaged through. Clunk! Yeah, that sound was coming from behind the wall... right where Hemdan was stood. It was about then that a tremble might work its way down everyone's spine. Egen turned around, but was still crouched low. "Huh? What the hell was that!"