Book 2 Chapter 1 Interlude: Emergency Return (p 222)

[jj_wolven]

Kalbee, Central US - Thursday morning

Councilman Louis storms out of his house shortly after a messenger had arrived, cursing to himself.
"Get these people," he says to the messenger, shoving a list into his hands, "And have them gather at the Town Hall in two hours."

The messenger jobs away as Louis stops in front of another door knocking.
"We've got a problem." he says as the door opens, then squeezes in.

Over the course of the next hour, several more older people enter the building. Eventually the leave, moving to the Town Hall in the center of the building.

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A messenger comes in the the only Inn built in Kalbee, mainly a place for everyone to gather and drink though it also serves as temporary housing for those who occasionally come from Kansas City.

He goes up to the bartender, "Jerry. We have requests from the council for two of the travellers that should be staying here; Bud and...Pandora. Its a human and a satyr. Also Conner."

Jerry raises an eyebrow and grunts, "That's an...odd group."
He gives the messenger the supposed locations, whether across the bar or our near the borders of the town.
The messenger hurries to each, handing them a letter with the council's seal.

The Council of Kalbee requests your immediately presence at the Town Hall. We have come into a situation that need to be addressed immediately. In the case of those that came via the caravan from KC, we will subsidize your trip back and handle any additional business you have immediately. For others, we request your unique talents to assist in this situation. Councilman Etheran Lestolias

[GunnyWar]

Bud Bud a little bit jumps inside, the kid in him excited about the summons and the prospect of adventure. He immediately plays it cool though and tells the courier in his gruffest "adult voice" Thanks I will be right there Bud returns to his things that are haphazardly spread out in a corner of the tavern and starts packing furiously as though if he didn't hurry the council would be gone. It takes him maybe five minutes and he has his backpack on and his revolver slung around his waist and his blunderbuss hung from the side of his backpack. On his way out he dropped a couple coins on the bar and said Thanks Jerry and of course his voice cracked he started to turn red and rushed out of the tavern

[dbaque]

Conner The messenger has to travel a ways outside the town to find his more unusual recipient. A soft growl alerts the man, an announcement rather than a hostile warning. A muscular but stately wolfhound softly emerges from the brush. He sensed the messenger's presence long before the reverse. He regards the messenger curiously with inquisitive eyes. Sniffing reveals nothing unusual, so he pads over to the man, much like one of his domesticated kindred. With a snap, he takes the missive in his maw. As the man turns to leave, the wolfhound growls for his attention. Nudging his heavy frame against the messenger, he pointedly offers the top of his head toward the man's hand. The hound gives a satisfied sigh once the man eventually gets the idea to scratch behind his ear. The hound eventually nods and turns to slink off into the brush. Once the messenger is on his way back, leaving the celestial hound to some privacy, Conner shifts into a form with some opposable thumbs before giving the letter a read. He quirks a brow at the request. It isn't often that the mortals ask of his assistance. The least he could do is check out what this was about. Once within the gates, he scampers at a brisk pace toward the town hall unobtrusively as a small dog. A playful grin spreads on his features as he watches the mortals flitting about on their various business. But curiosity will have to wait as he has a meeting to attend. Slinking Take 10 on Stealth: 24.discretely up to the town hall, Conner looks about to see who else is heading toward this council meeting. That letter suggested a number of individuals summoned, so he wants a sneak peek, so to speak.

 

Conner

 

Archon Shape

Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 19 Touch 11 Flat 18 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, +4 to jumping

Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Mwk. greatsword +10 2d6+7 19-20/x2 S, cold iron Mwk. earth breaker +10 2d6+7 20/x3 B, silvered Bite +4 d8+2 20/x2 P/S/B natural Slam +4 d4+2 20/x2 B secondary natural Mwk. comp. longbow (+3) +6 d8+3 20/x3 P, 110' range, Arrow type Number Special regular 40   silvered 20 -1 damage cold iron 20   pheromone 4 hit target takes +2 atk/dam for 1 hour from scent creatures tangleshot 6 touch attack & entangles, Ref. DC10 to move arrow ammunition

Small Dog Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 20 Touch 12 Flat 19 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 19 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +4 to jumping, +4 size to stealth	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +10 d4+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural

 

Medium Wolf Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 50' Init +1 AC 19 Touch 11 Flat 18 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +8 to jumping	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +9 d6+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural, on hit, +9 CMB, no AoO, no trip on failuretrip

Misc. Description Outsider raise/resurrection does not work, not need to eat/drink/sleep Good/lawful subtypes all attacks good/lawful aligned Special vision Darkvision 60', low-light vision Scent notice creatures within 30', follow trail DC10, +8 perception for smells Sniff out Injustice feat smell moderate evil aura as strong, strong aura as overpowering, can track Truespeech understand/speak any language as Tongues Change Shape as beast shape II, any small-medium canine Natural Spell feat cast spells while shapeshifted Divine Spells Orisons, 1st- 5/5, 2nd- 2/2

Skill Score Skill Score Perception +9 Sense Motive +9 Stealth +10 Survival +11 Diplomacy +12 Intimidate +9 Acrobatics +5 Disguise +23 total in canine shape+13 Know(Planes) +5 Spellcraft +5

[jj_wolven]

Kalbee, Central US - Thursday morning

Jerry chuckles to himself as Bud hustles out of the bar, amused by the excitement of youth in world where you need to grow up quickly. He swipes up the offered Standardized currency is only local. Kalbee is mostly trade based - though bars of ore or gems are the most common.

PS: I know its a pain in the ass, but I maintain some logic levels. The value of said trade items is assumed equal unless I say different. That would only be economic or region specific things. trade and slips it into an apron pocket.

Bud arrives at the Town Hall and is directed to a small meeting room already occupied by a half dozen older people, council members. Three humans, a gnome and a ratfolk sit at the table while an extremely tall man stand in a corner facing away reading something. As he turn around he looks elven, but only after the first first glance of his sharp facial feature and graceful fingers. A second glance shows many differences; he looks to be over seven feet tall with broad shoulders and his eyes seem to be the color of ice. His ears, while pointy, are significantly more than the normal elf, sticking out nearly six inches behind his head as they poke through his black hair.

Your eyes are quickly drawn back to the table as one of the human men there speaks.
"Please, sit. You are the first to arrive, but the others should be here shortly."

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Conner sliped back in town after his visit to the see private threadnymph and made his way carefully through town. He peeked through the window, seeing six people seated at a conference table, with a single tall man standing. He watches for a short time before his head straightens for a moment and looks directly at Conner. Conner recognizes him as Etheran Lestolias, an elf-like man (who claims to be an elf) that has been in Kalbee for centuries and one of the men Conner suspects of celestial blood.

Etheran raises an eyebrow at Conner, then proceeds to ignore him as the meeting obviously has not started yet.

[GunnyWar]

Bud Bud nods to the man holding his face in a scowl. He often has a scowl on his face, he seems to think it makes him look older if he looks pissed off all the time. Bud coaches himself as he moves to an empty chair to sit down. just be cool, remember they called you here He grounds his backpack and his blunderbuss carefully on the floor beside his chair then sits in the chair. He clears his throat and asks in his very best deep adult voice. So what is the gathering pertaining to? nailed it that was good very adult "pertaining" I like it

[dbaque]

Conner The dog looks intently at the assembled inside. He cocks his head to spy the young mortal seated at the table, not much more than a boy by his reckoning. Clearly not one of the councilmen, he must be involved in whatever this is, either as another of the summoned or some witness. The young pup manages not to jump at the tall councilman staring straight at him. 'It is like he knows. ... Eyes like that, yes, definitely celestial blooded.' Slipping down from his lookout perch at the window, Conner decides he'd rather wait inside. Trotting inside (while flashing his summons tucked in his jerkin and a surprise word to anyone shooing him), the dog pads into the small meeting room he spied. He makes eye contact with the seated councilors along with a curt nod. Whatever council obviously hadn't started yet, so the dog walks over to the seated boy. Yipping to catch his attention, the small, brown-furred dog sniffs the unfamiliar human before pushing the top of his head against the boy's hand. 'Mortal boys love petting dogs. The ones that don't, something odd about them,' he muses as he conducts his important vetting experiment ... that has nothing to do with him enjoying petting, of course.

 

Conner

 

Archon Shape

Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 19 Touch 11 Flat 18 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, +4 to jumping

Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Mwk. greatsword +10 2d6+7 19-20/x2 S, cold iron Mwk. earth breaker +10 2d6+7 20/x3 B, silvered Bite +4 d8+2 20/x2 P/S/B natural Slam +4 d4+2 20/x2 B secondary natural Mwk. comp. longbow (+3) +6 d8+3 20/x3 P, 110' range, Arrow type Number Special regular 40   silvered 20 -1 damage cold iron 20   pheromone 4 hit target takes +2 atk/dam for 1 hour from scent creatures tangleshot 6 touch attack & entangles, Ref. DC10 to move arrow ammunition

Small Dog Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 12 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 19 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +4 to jumping, +4 size to stealth	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +10 d4+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural

 

Medium Wolf Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 50' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 11 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +8 to jumping	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +9 d6+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural, on hit, +9 CMB, no AoO, no trip on failuretrip

Misc. Description Outsider raise/resurrection does not work, not need to eat/drink/sleep Good/lawful subtypes all attacks good/lawful aligned Special vision Darkvision 60', low-light vision Scent notice creatures within 30', follow trail DC10, +8 perception for smells Sniff out Injustice feat smell moderate evil aura at 2x range, strong aura at 3x range, can track (+5 vs overpowering) Truespeech understand/speak any language as Tongues Change Shape as beast shape II, any small-medium canine Natural Spell feat cast spells while shapeshifted Divine Spells Orisons, 1st- 5/5, 2nd- 2/2

Skill Score Skill Score Perception +9 Sense Motive +9 Stealth +10 Survival +11 Diplomacy +12 Intimidate +9 Acrobatics +5 Disguise +23 total in canine shape+13 Know(Planes) +5 Spellcraft +5

[GunnyWar]

Bud The scowl on Bud's face fades away as a smile replaces it, making him look his age or maybe even a bit younger. he cant help himself the dog has completely disarmed him. He leans down and starts scratching the dog behind the ears. Oh well aren't you a good dog Does anyone know his name? He looks around the table at the men's faces realizing he lost his composure he turns a little red and then focuses on the dog again. damn it I was doing so good; now they are going to know how young I am..... Oh well.... such a good dog and friendly If I cant find your master maybe you could come with me to Kansas City

[jj_wolven]

Kalbee, Central US - Thursday morning

All five council members at the table stop and stare at the dog entering the room in confusion. The stocky, balding human man pushes up to his feet and looks like he is about to speak before the only one not sitting at the table turns around and speaks.
"I believe I have seen him around town before." the seven foot tall elf-ish man raises an eyebrow, "His name is Conner if I remember correctly."

He moves to the head of table and sits beside the only other human male, another older man with a head of gray hair. The human man looks over at Etheran, shifting the light earth-toned scarves around his neck as the elf-like man nods to him.
"Well," the human says as he steeples surprisingly graceful looking hands in front of him, "Once the last arrives we will continue. We will commence with introductions once all have arrived, as those who came with the caravan are unlikely to know us."

Please try to include a physical description of your character in your next post...and whenever appearance changes significantly...OOC

[GunnyWar]

Bud Bud is young Human of about fifteen. He has wavy brown hair that is just a little too long and wide blue eyes that add to his already young features. His face is long and smooth (to his disappointment not a single hair growing in yet). He stands about five and half feet and weighs a little under 10 stones being a skinny kid. He wears a mithral shirt and leather pants covered by a long leather duster. Bud wears his revolver in a holster around to the front of his body just off center to the right so he can get to it easily, and so everyone can see the shiny metal instrument. Bud sits slouching in his chair leaned down to continue petting Conner. Conner thats a good name. So what do you think Conner wanna go to Kansas City?

[dbaque]

Conner The dog pants happily at the boy's scratching. Tail wagging behind him, he shifts his head a little to let the boy at that one stubborn spot his paws can never quite reach. Getting a better look now, the dog appears much like a breed of beagle with a brown and white fur pattern. Interestingly, he wears a fitted leather jerkin, much like many hunting dogs are equipped in these dangerous times. He has the fresh, crisp scent of the outdoors on him. The dog's head jerks up as the councilmen start speaking but quickly relaxes as they aren't going to out him yet. 'Mortals get so skittish afterward.' Since the meeting isn't starting yet, the dog returns back to the boy and enjoys the fawning. A bark seems to answer the boy's question in the affirmative. Conner stands up, propping front paws on the boy, and begins to playfully lick his face.

 

Conner

 

Archon Shape

Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 19 Touch 11 Flat 18 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, +4 to jumping

Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Mwk. greatsword +10 2d6+7 19-20/x2 S, cold iron Mwk. earth breaker +10 2d6+7 20/x3 B, silvered Bite +4 d8+2 20/x2 P/S/B natural Slam +4 d4+2 20/x2 B secondary natural Mwk. comp. longbow (+3) +6 d8+3 20/x3 P, 110' range, Arrow type Number Special regular 40   silvered 20 -1 damage cold iron 20   pheromone 4 hit target takes +2 atk/dam for 1 hour from scent creatures tangleshot 6 touch attack & entangles, Ref. DC10 to move arrow ammunition

Small Dog Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 12 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 19 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +4 to jumping, +4 size to stealth	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +10 d4+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural

 

Medium Wolf Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 50' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 11 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +8 to jumping	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +9 d6+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural, on hit, +9 CMB, no AoO, no trip on failuretrip

Misc. Description Outsider raise/resurrection does not work, not need to eat/drink/sleep Good/lawful subtypes all attacks good/lawful aligned Special vision Darkvision 60', low-light vision Scent notice creatures within 30', follow trail DC10, +8 perception for smells Sniff out Injustice feat smell evil, moderate evil aura at 2x range, strong aura at 3x range, can track (+5 vs overpowering) Truespeech understand/speak any language as Tongues Change Shape as beast shape II, any small-medium canine Natural Spell feat cast spells while shapeshifted Divine Spells Create Water, Detect Magic, Mending, Message, Read Magic, StabilizeOrisons - will, Cure Light Wounds, Divine Favor, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith1st - 5/5, Grace (sw), Resist Energy2nd - 2/2

Skill Score Skill Score Perception +9 Sense Motive +9 Stealth +10 Survival +11 Diplomacy +12 Intimidate +9 Acrobatics +5 Disguise +23 total in canine shape+13 Know(Planes) +5 Spellcraft +5

OOC Gunny, can you give some smell impressions of Bud? No matter his shape, Conner is going to have a good sense of smell.

[GunnyWar]

Bud Bud smells of gun oil, steel and the smoke of the forge. If you have a well trained nose you would notice the sharp sulfur smell of the gunpowder he carries in his pack or maybe from the alchemical rounds that are in his belt pouch. Bud laughs a little as the dogs wet tongue licks his face. At this point Bud has completely forgotten about looking grown up and is instead just a boy and a dog. He continues to pet the dog and talk to it as though the dog was the only conversation in the room. You are a good dog, huh Conner. I hope whoever your master is, he is taking good care of you. How 'bout after this I get you some meat and maybe a big bone.

[jj_wolven]

Kalbee, Central US - Thursday morning

After a period of time the elder human man at the head of the table speaks, "Well, this is all but one that we summoned. We can begin then fill her in once she arrives."

He clears his throat then begins, "I am Councilman Louis. About a week ago, we discovered several bodies in suspended animation at the edge of the Spider Forest. They were wrapped and poisoned by the spider, likely for later consumption, but their faithful companions dragged them the last distance to us.

They remain torpid, but we were able to gain access to their belongings, and what their mission was - exploring and finding more cities to work with. In particular, they were travelling east in response to a large city that was reported, likely even larger than Check Information threadKansas City.

We sent a small group of," he has a hitch in his breath, but continues almost immediately, "our own, but we have several issues arise that needs attention from some of those that are in that company. They have only left yesterday, but these issues seemed to have begun shortly after they started preparing to leave and will only increase. Councilwoman Nidri."

He stops, looking to the dark haired gnomish lady. Her voice is almost childlike in pitch as she takes up the commentary.
"The Lady Maray has reported movements in the Spider Forest and has requested the return of her granddaughter, Alsei. She has need of her oracular abilities.
She recommended another to replace her in the company." she looks up and nods before continuing, "I have a sealed missive to be given to Alsei for confirmation."
She folds the document and places it to the side, looking over to the ratkin and nodding, "Councilman Trezh."

A ratkin male, brown fur streaked with grey, stands and begins to speak. You know that he is a respected member of the council, but the he shifts constantly and the surreptitious tone make him seem something of a scoundrel.
"Our Chester was something of a figure in the ratfolk community." he says, drawing out some of the esses as happens with snouted folks speaking common, "As he made to leave, some of the rowdier elements that give us a bad name began to prepare and act out. I just received such information this morning as they started their underhanded tactics almost as soon as he crossed the border. His...skills, kept them under control more than we suspected. We need him back as we figure a better method of maintaining them."

Councilman Louis speaks again after the short pause, "Additionally, we will be having Gunman Grant returning to assist with these situations. We would like the three of you to catch up with them, deliver the missive to have them return, and replace them at least to Kansas City. If you decide to stay with them further than that, all agreements we made with them will apply to you as well.

For the trip back to Kansas City, we will offer the following. We will fully supply you with food, water and camping gear needed. We will fully repair and provide maintenance on your equipment before you leave. We wills send one of our best guards to escort you there, and them back. We will also give each of you desired trade goods up to 100 Trade Value...
I am still working on setting notation for this since currency won't work. I will stick with this for now.tv

Also, as a bonus for the entire group when you arrive, we finished a few useful things. There are several gunman in the party, so have 20 alchemical mithril shots and 10 alchemical adamantine shots. We have also finished a handful of spell stones to help - they are about the size of marbles and will trigger their effect when you crush them in your hand. You will need to concentrate on activating them before they will be usable. We wouldn't want them to break accidentally.

They should only be a day's travel outside of the borders, so you should be able to catch up quickly with a small group. Also, Gerard, the guard we are sending, is very skilled in tracking and moving through the Wild.

Do you have questions or requests?"

[dbaque]

Conner Despite a brief wince at the sharp smells from the boy's armaments, the dog blithely enjoys the camaraderie. Alas, the fun moment had to come to a close. The councilmen are starting the meeting. Cheerfully, the dog answers the boy's last question, "That will not be necessary, human, but we can play later." The little dog trots over to one of the adjoining chairs and sits on it in the manner of humanoids. Then ... within a few seconds, he fills out dramatically. The previously identified Conner appears as a seven foot, heavily built, humanoid akin to a foxhound or huskyhunting dog, covered in a mix of pale and brown fur. Over this, he wears a simple hunter's earthen garb and a fine leather jerkin. On his broad back rest a mighty greatsword, heavy earth breaker, and a stout longbow, weapons his burly arms look well acquainted with. He has the look of one who's seen plenty of battle. His ears twitch periodically in alertness. He turns his unearthly golden eyes upon Bud, and his toothy muzzle flashes what must pass for a reassuring smile. Resting big, meaty fists upon the table, the hound archon listens attentively as the mortals explain the situation. A brow raises at the mention of Lady Maray's granddaughter. He hadn't known that she was out on an expedition. Honestly, returning a favor to the generous nymph would be more than enough reason to sign on. The rest seems rather straightforward, oddity of newcomers from the west aside. The mention of spell stones is curious; he had not heard of the like before. A deep, distinguished but gravely voice sounds from the celestial. "Thank you, councilmen. Rations shan't be an issue, but I have some questions. Are the visitors from the west expected to make a full recovery?" He sympathized with the victims of the spiders; vile creatures, all of them. "Who are the other explorers in the expedition? Along with this Gerard to accompany us?" Conner himself is no slouch in the wild; this woodsman should be pretty impressive to merit sending him. Cocking his head in curiosity, "These spellstones, are they like wands, oils, or the like? Lastly, what agreements were made with those returning?" That seemed a useful thing to know before signing up past Kansas City.

 

Conner

Archon Shape

Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 19 Touch 11 Flat 18 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, +4 to jumping

Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Mwk. greatsword +10 2d6+7 19-20/x2 S, cold iron Mwk. earth breaker +10 2d6+7 20/x3 B, silvered Bite +4 d8+2 20/x2 P/S/B natural Slam +4 d4+2 20/x2 B secondary natural Mwk. comp. longbow (+3) +6 d8+3 20/x3 P, 110' range, Arrow type Number Special regular 40   silvered 20 -1 damage cold iron 20   pheromone 4 hit target takes +2 atk/dam for 1 hour from scent creatures tangleshot 6 touch attack & entangles, Ref. DC10 to move arrow ammunition

 

Small Dog Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 40' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 12 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 19 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +4 to jumping, +4 size to stealth	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +10 d4+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural

 

Medium Wolf Shape
Combat HP 40/40 Move 50' Init +1 AC 21 Touch 11 Flat 20 F/R/W 8/6/4 CMD 20 Luck +3+1 Other DR 5/evil, SR 13, +4 racial vs poison, immune: petrification, quadruped, +8 to jumping	Weapon Att Dmg Crit Description Bite +9 d6+7 20/x2 P/S/B natural, on hit, +9 CMB, no AoO, no trip on failuretrip

Misc. Description Outsider raise/resurrection does not work, not need to eat/drink/sleep Good/lawful subtypes all attacks good/lawful aligned Special vision Darkvision 60', low-light vision Scent notice creatures within 30', follow trail DC10, +8 perception for smells Sniff out Injustice feat smell evil, moderate evil aura at 2x range, strong aura at 3x range, can track (+5 vs overpowering) Truespeech understand/speak any language as Tongues Change Shape as beast shape II, any small-medium canine Natural Spell feat cast spells while shapeshifted Divine Spells Create Water, Detect Magic, Mending, Message, Read Magic, StabilizeOrisons - will, Cure Light Wounds, Divine Favor, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith1st - 5/5, Grace (sw), Resist Energy2nd - 2/2

Skill Score Skill Score Perception +9 Sense Motive +9 Stealth +10 Survival +11 Diplomacy +12 Intimidate +9 Acrobatics +5 Disguise +23 total in canine shape+13 Know(Planes) +5 Spellcraft +5

[GunnyWar]

Bud Bud is obviously shaken when the dog answers his question... and then shaken turns to straight freaked out when the dog turns out to be a seven foot tall humanoid behemoth. Bud's jaw drops HOLY **** did I just see what I thought I saw? He's amazing how is everyone here not completely awe struck? He has to recenter himself on the conversation, missing the first part, and tearing his focus off of Conner. He forces himself to focus on the tall man at the end of the table. He puts his best "grown up" scowl back on and now he is about business. He hears the stories of an oracle and ratkin, he has to remind himself that he is the one on an adventure. That these aren't just stories told by the fire, they are the realities that he is now a part of. He turns his attention again to Conner as Conner speaks and again he is amazed by the being. But, he nods his head and then turns his attention back to Councilman Louis as if to agree with Conner's questions.

[Fragmaster01]

 

"My only real request is to not call for meetings quite so post-haste." The door opens, and a young lass saunters in like a cowboy, with the exception that she is instead a goat girl. Two heavy revolvers jangle at her hips, and she looks to still be in the process of waking up, though you note her eyes are constantly taking in the entirety of the room. She's clearly been out in the wilds, if only briefly, though the twang in her voice suggests a different sort of upbringing altogether.

"That said, I'll defer to the captain from here on out. I assume that's you, big guy." She pokes the dog man, resisting the urge to pet. Not while the employer is around. "As long as you handle all the niceties and directions, I'll make sure that nothing shootable tries to eat you." She yawns, and grins. "You'd be amazed what qualifies as shootable out there."