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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

I would like to re-iterate that my suggestion that everyone post by Sunday was mostly a joke. While I enjoy a good solid rate of posting, no one should feel pressured to get posts in the day after an update. Or two days, for that matter.

Posted on 2014-05-25 at 02:46:40.

Topic: Necromantic Schizophrenic Got His Eagle
Subject: asdf

I remember the name, don't think I had the pleasure of playing with him.

While I have no idea what exactly the accomplishment represents being in a different country and never knowing more than Boy Scouts are good with knots, congratulations are in order regardless!

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 19:19:13.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

There is nothing on the outside of the shed that would be light enough to pick up with mage hand. You cannot yet see inside the shed, though it is all but consumed in flames.

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 19:16:58.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

Because you guys are are ridiculous, we've almost got another full round of posting in.

A pair of perfect examples of combat posts too, not much needs be said and you can just post your actions in the (OOC. I'd like to try and get combat moving at a decent clip in the future, possibly 2 updates a week during fights so we can move through it swimmingly.

Will update on Sunday if we can get all the posts in by then, I realise this is a 48 hour deadline so no pressure.

But pressure.

I'm not even sure any of this makes sense.

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 14:53:30.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A

Same legend as the last time.

Relos is still flanked.
Malachi is threatened by Bandit4, Bandit8 and the Leader.
Calopee is finally revealed to everyone and is threatened by Bandit7.
The fire in the wheat field is now essentially a pile of dirt.


Posted on 2014-05-24 at 06:15:55.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: Number CAP'N!

Initiative remains unchanged as no-one died.

Tristan 26
Bandit1 19
Bandit2 19
Malachi 16 (wins tiebreaker)
Relos 16
Leader 12 (wins tiebreaker)
Bandit8 12
Bandit4 8
Calopee 7
Bandit7 4
Sehanine 3

Now for the actions.

Tristan casts Create Water and douses the flames in the field.
Bandit1 hit Relos for 7 damage.
Bandit2 hit Relos for 5 damage.
Malachi rolls a 18, hitting Bandit4 and dealing 9 damage.
Bandit4, Leader and Calopee (YOU TRIED TO BLIND CALOPEE YOU SCUM) pass the fortitude saves against Blistering Flourish. Bandit8 fails his fortitude save and is dazzled for 1 minute (10 rounds).
Relos rolls 25 to hit Bandit1, getting a natural 20 but failing to confirm the critical. He deals 11 damage to Bandit1.
The leader misses Malachi.
Bandit8 misses Malachi.
Bandit4 misses Malachi.
Calopee rolls a 14, missing the leader. Calopee then rolls an effective -3 (Nat 2 + 15 skill - 20 sniping) revealing her position.
Sehanine is out of range to do anything with mage hand besides pick up the torch, so she moves to the northern field and casts magic missile, dealing 3 damage to the leader and 2 to Bandit7.

The fire in the hut spreads to the adjacent wall and towards the doorway.

Malachi can't get hit, and Calopee finally gets some crappy rolls (a 3 and 2 respectively). MAP ON THE WAY!

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 06:12:51.
Edited on 2014-05-24 at 13:54:34 by Grugg

Topic: Fortune's Favoured: No Shack Is Safe
Subject: Perhaps it is the midgets who should fear.

Night, Isiah’s Farm, Schell

Blood had been drawn on both sides, and the situation was quite literally heating up as Fortune’s Favoured ambush had devolved into a deadly skirmish. The riders had had the numbers, but those were dwindling as the skill of the Favoured had already cut down three of the group. Their newest advantage lay in their lack of attachment to the land they fought on, and the sudden inclusion of the very real threat of a wildfire had put a chink in the heroes’ well laid plans.

Tristan’s position in the wheat field had changed drastically since he had found use of it as an ideal hiding spot. A thrown torch had ignited the dry wheat not far from him, and the riders’ bearded leader and proved an able combatant; his spiked chain leaving a bleeding gash on across the back of the young champion of Discq. Tristan’s attentions however, we not on the immediate threat the riders’ leader presented, but on the fire that had only just begun to spread. Whether his intentions of preserving Isiah’s farm were noble in the sense of protecting the downtrodden, secretive in protecting the reputation of his group or simply an act of self-preservation were debatable, but either way they left him no choice.

Ducking his way out of the leader’s range, Tristan began a small prayer, seeking the help of his divine patron. Discq’s influence had imbued him with more than a sense of whimsy and trickery, and Tristan could feel the surge of divine power surge through him and over towards the flame. Instantaneously, a jet of water burst out of the nothingness above the fire, splashing down on the flames as they emitted a sudden hiss. A cloud of steam rose up revealing nothing more than a few embers hidden in the soaking ashes; the fire, at least the one in the wheat fields, had been safely extinguished.

Less safe on the other side of the clearing was Relos, finding himself sandwiched between two bandits who seemed recovered from the blow he’d dealt them seconds before. Exploiting his split attention, the bandits lunged in with their blades, each striking as Relos was forced to eye the other. Though heavily armoured, the paladin could not easily keep up with the simultaneous attacks of two seasoned backstabbers, and their blades found flesh as they snaked in through the various gaps at the joints of his platemail. Their blades now bore a deep shade of crimson as the half-elf’s blood dripped off them, though Relos could take solace in the notion that he’d suffered worse before, and had no trouble maintaining his guard.

To the north, Malachi found the shed he stood in no longer suitable as a long term plan. The fire had found ample fuel in the seed and kindling housed there, and even if he could reach the jars of liquid on the far wall, Mal doubted there was time to suppress the flames before they spread to the walls or perhaps even to himself. The smoke on the other hand, was perhaps of use to him. His mind remained focussed on the combat, his natural talents amplified by his training. He shifted about the hut once more, gathering the smoke and darkness around him as if a cloak; he ran his blade through the flames as he emerged from the hut, seeming to almost naturally carry the concealment the fire provided as he made his way over the body of the last man to test his blade. His challenge to the men in front of him was simple.


His blade still carried the glint of the flame on it, and his lunge brought its tip directly into the man before him, piercing his leather armor and slicing into his flesh just alongside his ribs. Not a killing blow as his last had been, but this strike had perhaps not been intended to kill. The light of the fire erupted from the tip of his blade as he struck, a bright pulse made even more startling by the darkness of the night. The flash caused much blinking and shaking of heads, as even the riders’ leader and Calopee, separated from Malachi by some distance had to quickly refocus as the light assaulted their senses. The man Malachi had struck seemed to clear his head as the pain of his wound brought him to focus, but his compatriot at his side seemed less lucky. His attention had been on the blade as it struck, and even as the darkness returned his eyes were visibly watering.

Far from the burst of light, Relos didn’t allow the sights of his companion’s battle theatrics to distract him from the very real situation he had found himself in. Widening his stance and repositioning his halberd across his body left Relos better able to defend himself from the men who flanked him, while still allowing him maneuverability. Focussing on the man he’d wounded as he’d been charged, the paladin lunged cautiously, careful not to leave himself open to either of the men around him. His blade once again found its mark, again wounding the bandit though not yet downing him. The man was shaking now though, and there was little doubt another of Relos’s blows and perhaps he would finally succumb.

Nearer the footpath, the leader of the riders focus had shifted as Malachi’s light had momentarily distracted him. Tristan’s delving deeper into the wheat to deal with the threat of the fire had removed him from the bearded man’s sight, and instead eyes the shadowy form that had emerged from the shed to the north. The man made his way to Malachi’s blank, twisting his body to put momentum behind his lash as his chain cleared the distance between the two men. Malachi proved a difficult target however, and the shadows that clung to him proved a solid boon as the chain sailed wide, digging a slender trench through the mud as the bearded man pulled it back to his grasp with a disgusted look on his face. The bandits adjacent to him proved even less capable, their attacks easily evaded by the swift swordsman. By the time they stopped for a breather, Malachi remained standing in front of them, wreathed in shadows, completely unscathed.

Throughout the whole fight, Calopee had remained hidden; darting about and striking when the opportunity presented itself. The positioning of the men around Malachi and the distraction he had provided was yet another chance for her to test her skill with her polished stones. The bearded man and his chain had already claimed a measure of blood from one of her fellows, and her focus turned to him. Whipping a stone as she had so many times before, she hesitated just a moment as she released, something she would regret as her stone flew just wide, passing by her target by mere inches. The hesitation cost her doubly as the bearded man’s gaze spun in the direction the stone had come from, and Calopee found her gaze locked with the dark haired man’s.

”THERE’S THE LIL’S&#T”, the man’s tone was harsh, the Halfling had personally accounted for the deaths of two of his men. ”THEY’VE A HALF-KIN IN THE FIELD!”

Spotted, Calopee did her best to reposition herself but it proved fruitless, her cover having been blown by a minor mistake. She made her way north but the remaining rider from inside Isiah’s hut was swiftly making his way towards her, eagerly drawing his blade as he approached. Calopee paced him and managed to stay just out of reach long enough to get ahead, though as she stopped she realised she was now face to face with the rider on the edge of the field, an evil smile on his lips and a sword in his hand.

Forgotten in the southern fields, Sehanine’s eyes swept over the area, seeking something to give her the edge. She briefly toyed with the idea of magic-ing one of the rider’s fallen torches about as a makeshift club, but as the fight’s focus had moved north the ranging seemed just beyond the capabilities of her magic. Calling to mind the familiar incantation she’d made use of previously, she dashed across the open path and back into the northern field, loosing a pair of magical bolts of force as she sprinted. She hoped her new positioning would offer her more options as the bolts connected flawlessly as ever with her targets, eliciting a familiar series of grunts as they struck.


Posted on 2014-05-24 at 06:05:25.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

Whoop whoop that's the sound of the police all the posts coming in...super early.

I am ecstatic, and I don't work tomorrow, and I'm out of beer.

So screw it, I'm going to grind out an update tonight.

If everyone posts again before Sunday...I guess I'll do it again?

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 03:34:12.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: sdf

Considering it has been...3 days since I updated, and asked for posts by Sunday...4/5 by Friday night is phenomenal. I will condone no harassment of people working double shifts! least until Sunday.

Posted on 2014-05-24 at 03:11:24.

Topic: Godzilla!
Subject: wr

I'm holding out for Mecha-Gojira.

Posted on 2014-05-22 at 01:40:03.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf


Posted on 2014-05-22 at 01:39:09.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

Body occupied squares are nothing more than window dressing. YOU MAY DANCE OVER THEM LIKE FAIRY KINGS AND QUEENS.

Do not try this.

Posted on 2014-05-22 at 00:43:14.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: df

Feel free to give me your combat options as hypotheticals. Your post can be vague then you can give a pile of options based on situations ie.

A) If the leader is alive I attack him.
B) If the leader is dead I learn to juggle.
C) If the leader is dead and I have nothing to juggle I cry.

Posted on 2014-05-21 at 15:00:20.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

You might have "got one two" but Calopee did get two for one. So yeah.

Smothering the fire in a 5ft square would take a full round action if you had something to smother it with, meaning it would take effect at the start of next round.

This would mean the fire would already have time to spread and you would probably light yourself on fire.

Also as a note to the group, if it would be possible to have all the posts in by Sunday this week it would be fantastic. I know that's a bit shorter than normal but I am away on business Monday/Tuesday and don't really want to leave the update 'til Wednesday.

They're combat posts, Chessic churned one out already.

Posted on 2014-05-21 at 14:26:42.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: Maparoo

Same dimensions as last time.
PCs are still their first letter.4
The leader is the black dot.
The riders are numbered.
The red dots are bodies.
The orange squares are currently on fire. The fire has sufficient fuel to spread in both cases.

Every bandit has a shortsword drawn and ready except bandit7 who has nothing drawn and bandit2 who has a shortsword and a torch in his off hand.

The leader is wielding a long spiked chain.

Relos is flanked.

Tristan is currently threatened by the leader.

Everyone knows where everyone is again save Calopee, who is a goddamn ninja I'm sure of it.


Posted on 2014-05-21 at 05:17:31.
Edited on 2014-05-21 at 05:18:14 by Grugg

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

So this is what the initiative order looks like now, removing the dead.

Tristan 26
Bandit1 19
Bandit2 19
Malachi 16 (wins tiebreaker)
Relos 16
Leader 12 (wins tiebreaker)
Bandit8 12
Bandit4 8
Calopee 7
Bandit7 4
Sehanine 3

Now on to the crunching of the numbers.

Tristan rolls a 14 to hit Bandit5, and deals 3 damage to Bandit5.
Relos rolls an 18 on his AoO on the approaching Bandit1, and deals 13 damage to Bandit1.
Bandit6 and Bandit5 miss Sehanine and Tristan, respectively.
Malachi rolls a 26 on his concentration check for Sapphire Nightmare Blade, succeeding. He then rolls a 27 (with a natural 19) to hit Bandit3, and confirms the critical with a roll of 28 (a goddamn natural 20). He deals 26 damage to Bandit3 and kills him. (Goddamn)
Relos rolls a 21 to hit with a trip attempt on Bandit1, succeeding. He rolls a 15 on the opposed strength check, failing to trip, but rolls a 25 to avoid being tripped or disarmed of his weapon on Bandit1's trip attempt.
The Leader hit Tristan for 11 damage.
Bandit4 rolls a natural 1 for hitting Malachi with a thrown torch, missing and landing it in the shed. This has begun to light the shed on fire.
Calopee rolls a 14 to hit Bandit6, hitting and ricocheting into Bandit5 with a roll of 22. With sneak attacks each bandit took 12 damage, and both die.
Sehanine dealt 6 damage to the Leader with magic missile.

A map will be up momentarily. Malachi is currently in a hut that is on fire, but scored a one shot kill. Calopee is in a field that is on fire, and scored a double kill.

Clearly being in danger of being aflame is a super power.

Posted on 2014-05-21 at 05:09:58.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured: No Shack Is Safe

Night, Isiah’s Farm

The ambush had been successful in so much as the Favoured had surprised the riders, but that advantage had been spent and the heroes’ positions (with the exception of the ever hiding Calopee) had now been revealed. The leader’s command was simple; it seemed the riders were unwilling to let a little violence stop them from completing whatever task they’d been assigned at Isiah’s Farm. Sending the farmer and his boys away now seemed an excellent choice whatever the intentions of the plan had been originally, the intruders were too numerous to deal with swiftly and the farm was already descending into a state of chaos that would have not been helped by non-combatants.

Chaos was often the mantle of Tristan; though it was likely he preferred it manifest in forms other than a melee. Still, he seemed to have grasped the initiative amongst the warriors and he struck out again at his target before him. His rapier darted out through the dark, catching the man close to where he’d struck before and once more drawing a burst of blood and a cry of pain. Though visibly pained, the rider remained upright, the ambush had seemed to explicitly target him and he was visibly shaking as Tristan’s blade withdrew.

Far across the farm, Relos stood before the bandits that had previously been tending to the horses. His cry to disarm and surrender had been washed away by bearded man’s call for blood, and the pair of bandits each unsheathed a shortsword and rushed the paladin with wild abandon. Relos held his ground, holding his halberd at the ready as they approached. The first rider had just reached him when Relos reacted, bringing his halberd around in an arc and slashing the bandit across the chest, blasting himself and the bandit’s companion with a crimson spray of blood. Relos retook his defensive stance as the pair composed themselves and settled in about him, though Relos could see in their eyes they now held a great deal more respect for the threat he presented.

Back at the footpath, the bandits in front of Tristan and Sehanine finally located their attackers and drew their own shortswords, the furthest dropping his torch on the muddy path as he stepped up alongside the wheat field, searching for the enchantress that had struck him seconds before. Spotting her in the stalks he swung wildly, his blade finding plenty of wheat but no flesh as Sehanine nimbly dodged his clumsy blows. To her side, Tristan was very much her match, ducking and weaving in the stalks as the victim of his own jabs hacked about with laboured breath.

While the silent sounds of the death throes of chopped wheat filled the air, Malachi found himself hemmed in what while once had been a hiding place now seemed to potentially be his tomb. He did have the advantage of surprise, and he would have to hope superior training, and the swordsman took advantage of his new acquaintance’s unarmed state. Shifting quickly about the hut, Mal hoped to confuse his attackers with his unpredictable movement. The shadows seemed to cling to him, and just as soon as the bandits focussed on him he seemed to shift out of view.

Their disorientation provided Mal the moment he sought, and he cleared his mind for his attack. His stare focussed into on the man before him, and Malachi read him like a book. His lunge was fierce, aided by the shadow he had hid himself in, and his studied attack caught the man as his momentum carried him forward, increasing the force of the blow. The bandit’s fellow recoiled in visible horror as Malachi’s rapier ran his compatriot through, emerging from his back for a moment before Mal withdrew the blade. The struck bandit stood a second, a wet gurgle slipping from his lips before he dropped the ground in an ever expanding puddle of his own blood. The remaining bandit seemed to struggle to find his words before he was interrupted by shouting from the other side of the farmhouse.

Relos had found himself flanked, a bandit on either side eyeing him warily. His opportunistic strike had already served a display of his prowess, but the bandits had pressed on. There would be no peaceful resolution this day. Swinging low to the ground, Relos brought the blade of his halberd to the knee of the bandit to his left, not slicing with it but hooking it into the crook of the man’s leg. Pulling up with all the strength he could muster, Relos hoped to shift the man’s balance, tripping him to the ground. While the paladin’s skill in combat was formidable, this particular dirty trick seemed to be one the bandit was quite proficient in, and the man easily avoided Relo’s attempt, and in fact the half-elf was lucky to pull his halberd back up to a defensible position. The bandit’s twisting escape had nearly pulled Relos’s hafted weapon from his hand, he would have to be more careful if he tried these tricks in the future.

Back in the centre of the farm, the bearded man that was shouting the commands finally turned his attention to the ambushers that so far had already accounted for one of his men. His gaze narrowed as he spotted Tristan evading blade thrusts in the wheat field, and he lunged towards him, a long spike laden chain sliding easily from around a pommel at his waist and into his hands. Tristan barely had time to recognise the man had moved before the chain whipped out, slicing through the intervening wheat and lashing across the servant of Discq’s back while the bandit before him had kept him occupied. The spikes raked through his armour and into his flesh, the chain whipping back to its wielder before Tristan could even identify it as the source of his pain. The bearded man gave a deep laugh as he noted the blood on his chain, and his words echoed over the din of battle.


His words seemed like a rallying cry, and a bandit emerged from the hut, shortsword in hand. His attention turned north, where Malachi had recently dispatched one of his company, and the man made his way towards the shed, careful to stay out of the Argent Blade’s deadly reach. The bandit that had previously been one of two to investigate the shed seemed to want nothing to do with the man that had just so deftly dropped his partner. Pulling his own blade in a more defensive stance, he hurled the torch he carried at Malachi’s shadowy form in the shed’s doorway. His fear seemed to get the better of him, and the torch fumbled out of his grasp as he released it, sending it sailing well over Mal’s shoulder and into the hut.

Any momentary relief at avoiding the flaming projectile soon faded from Mal as a crackling sound reached his ears. A swift glance over his shoulder revealed a bag of seed beginning to smoulder as the torch came to rest on it, and instants later the sack began to break out in flames. They began to spread across the dry sacks as they built in intensity, soon producing a dark smoke. Mal’s luck could hardly get any better it seemed, just when he managed to extricate himself from being cornered in a toolshed, he now found himself in a small wooden shed that was marching inexorably toward being consumed in flames.

The smoke and flame had not yet reached the wheat fields, a situation that favoured Calopee who remained concealed among the stalks. The bandits on the path had moved to confront Sehanine and Tristan, oblivious to the origins of the stone that just moments before had struck them. Withdrawing another stone from her bag, she burst from her hiding place, whipping the stone as she scurried to another location. The stone hurtled just past Tristan’s face, close enough that he could feel the breeze, before smacking the bandit square in the face. The explosion of blood as the man’s nose collapsed concealed the stone’s skillful bounce, and the bandit’s partner recoiled from the spray of blood just enough of the stone to catch him in the side of the neck. The stone’s shattered pieces fell to the ground just seconds before the bandits, the pair of them making matching *thumps* as their lifeless bodies collided with the muddy earth.

The confusion amongst the riders intensified as nearly half their number now laid dead. Eyes searched the wheat field for the source of the deadly stones but Calopee already had herself secreted away. Not even her allies, the other members of Fortune’s Favoured, could locate her, though their appreciation was by this point assured. The leader’s cry of surprise drew the final rider from Isiah’s hut, torch still aloft.

”There’s something in the f%&king fields!”, the bearded man’s cry was directed at the man who had just emerged. ”FIND IT!”

The cry had just a touch of fear that hadn’t been there earlier, but the man on the hut’s stoop answered his leader’s command with a smile. With a grunt, the man hurled his torch in the direction of the bearded man’s outstretched finger. The torch sailed end over end and over the heads of the Favoured on the edge of the field, landing about ten feet northeast of Tristan’s position. The crackle began almost immediately, the dry wheat providing ample fuel. A few stalks quickly were alight, tongues of flame billowing off them, licking at the nearby wheat hungrily.

The smell of smoke and heat of the flames quickly reached Sehanine, who realised her position was no longer as safe as it had been moments before. Reacting quickly, the fey elf darted from the wheat, crossing the path and heading into the southern wheat fields. She caught a glimpse of the riders’ bearded leader as she cross the path, and she called on her natural arcane power again as she disappeared into the wheat. The two darts of force that emerged from the field sped unerringly towards the man, striking him heavily in his chest, and he gave an aggravated gaze towards the elf.

Smoke jutted upward into the sky in black columns, illuminated by the flames at its base. Three bandits were already down and nearly all the combatants found themselves on equal footing as the melee resumed.


Posted on 2014-05-21 at 05:01:33.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: Alrighty

Well, what started as a "let's get drunk for the 10am hockey game" turned into a 3 hour grayhound busride and a 3 day bender.

At least everyone's posted, so I can try and get my brain to remember how to run a combat round. Will try and post by tonight.

Posted on 2014-05-19 at 21:56:47.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

"If the creature is currently being threatened
or attacked by you or your allies, however,
it receives a +5 bonus on its saving throw."

Emphasis mine.

I would consider you ambushing half of his men with drawn weapons in combat threatened. He would get the bonus.

Posted on 2014-05-16 at 00:51:42.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: asdf

Nope, just 3 and 4.

Posted on 2014-05-15 at 01:56:55.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: Map

Same dimensions as last time.
PCs are still denoted by their first letter.
The leader is the black dot.
The riders are now numbered. Numbers 7 & 8 are still inside Isiah's hut at last sight.

Bandit2, Bandit4 and Bandit6 as well as at least one rider in the hut are currently holding torches.

Everyone is aware of everyone except for Calopee, who has not been located. Seriously, Sehanine, Tristan and all the bandits failed to spot her. She could spend the rest of her life hiding in that wheat, you'd never know.

Commence questions.

Posted on 2014-05-14 at 04:32:06.
Edited on 2014-05-14 at 04:33:23 by Grugg

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: The numbers

So, first off, this is the initiative order going forward. No more surprise rounds, everyone's fighting. Post in whatever order you wish, I'll resolve initiative in my update. If you actions are no longer valid (target dead/moved/etc) I will pm you and update you.

Tristan 26
Bandit1 19
Bandit2 19
Bandit6 18
Bandit5 17
Malachi 16 (wins tiebreaker)
Relos 16
Bandit3 14
Leader 12 (wins tiebreaker)
Bandit8 12
Bandit4 8
Calopee 7
Bandit7 4
Sehanine 3

As you can see, the Bandit's have all been numbered. The leader is also called out explicitly. This will be more helpful once I update the map.

Now, the rolls.
Tristan rolls a 22 to hit Bandit5, and deals 2 damage on Bandit5.
Malachi rolls a 10 to hit Bandit3, missing Bandit3.
Calopee rolls a 13 to hit Bandit5, which succeeds leading to her rolling a natural 20 on her chance to ricochet into Bandit 6 which is confirmed by a roll of 18. She deals 12 damage to Bandit5 and 16 damage to Bandit6.
Sehanine deals 5 damage to Bandit5 and 4 damage to Bandit6.


Calopee rolls a natural 20 (AGAIN) on her hide check for sniping while remaining concealed, giving her a net result of 15 (-20 penalty for sniping).
The Bandits as a whole have no idea where Calopee is, they know where everyone else is. Especially Mal, who is screaming.

The horses have moved out of the fracas down the slope to the west.

A map will be posted shortly.

Posted on 2014-05-14 at 04:24:45.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured: No Shack Is Safe
Subject: No one listens to horses

Night, Isiah’s Farm

The rider’s had reached for the door of the shed, and Malachi found his hiding spot was moments away from simply being a small box with only one exit. From their vantage point in the wheat fields, three of the Favoured were afforded an ample view of just how precarious a situation their compatriot had found himself in. The interlopers hadn’t been exactly what they’d expected, but their intent had been laid bare through their words. “Burn all of it” was fairly hard to misconstrue, and though the reasons for targeting Isiah were still mysterious, none of the Fortune’s Favoured fancied the idea of having their job (and by extension their reward) lying in a pile of useless ashes.

There hadn’t been much of a signal discussed, but the Favoured seem to act as one, showing a cohesion that belied their recent formation. Tristan, unwilling to wait for Malachi to be discovered to begin the fracas, lunged out from his hiding place rapier already in hand. The rider, torch held up and back turned, presented little in the way of an elusive target, and the blow caught him easily, drawing a quick burst of blood though his leather armour turned aside the worst of it. He’d scarcely have time to realise what happened as commotion by the shed was suddenly erupting.

Though Mal had little view of the Favoured hidden away in the wheat field, his instincts were as sharp as ever, and his attack came near simultaneously with Tristan’s. Booting the shed’s door outward with a formless warcry that perhaps surprised his fellows as much as the riders he was suddenly upon, the Argent Blade stabbed out with his signature weapon, landing true but easily turned aside by the rider’s armour.

The confusion brought about by Mal served as an entrance of sorts for Relos, who emerged from the wheat in front of the riders tending the horses. As if the shouting hadn’t caused enough surprise, the sight of a half-elf clad in shining full plate emerging from a wheat field certainly brought with it a certain aura of bewilderment. Their surprise was punctuated by the unseen actions of one of their horses, who looked over at the paladin and gave an unnoticed shrug, almost as if to say ”I told you so.”

"Lay down your weapons now and yield..." Relos’s statement was punctuated by the lingering echo of Malachi’s warcry, "...lest you suffer the same fates as your companions."

The paladin’s senses tingled, the feeling of an old sensation returning to him. His senses reached out and though it took only a second, he gained a sense of the character of those that had so brazenly intruded on Isiah’s farm. Though it hardly surprised him, he doubted anyone would willingly yield this night.

Across the farm, the rider set upon by Tristan could scarcely turn to face his attacker before Calopee’s keen eyes were fixed on him. Rising up from her hiding place, which in fact still left her a few feet below any sort of visible height, she released a stone forcefully, much like she’d practiced. The stone flew unerringly through the wheat, striking the rider Tristan had marked directly in the head. The stone’s mayhem was unfinished however, and as the rider’s companion turned to see the source of the noise the stone’s bounce came to its skillful conclusion, cracking the second rider directly between the eyes. Calopee’s mischief accomplished, she stepped back into the wheat, again disappearing completely.

Sehanine, as befitted her role as a manipulator, had observed the actions her comrades had taken, preparing her own. Her fey blood brought to her mind a simple bead of force, which split apart as she directed it into the riders before her. Guided by her arcane magic, the bolts struck the already ailing riders drawing a loud cry of pain as the swift onslaught briefly ceased.

The farm quickly descended into chaos as the riders struggled to get their bearings as attackers came from all angles. Their apparent leader’s voice cut through the din as the intruders focussed themselves on those of the Favoured they could locate.

”We’ll get some killin’ after all, boys.”, the bearded man’s voice betrayed the slightest hint of joy, ”Deal with these idiots!”

(OOC: Numbers in Q&A. In fact, everything in Q&A.)

Posted on 2014-05-14 at 04:15:23.

Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: sdkjipf

Writing an update now.

Posted on 2014-05-14 at 00:28:10.

Topic: Traveller game interest?
Subject: dfas

With the help of Ayrn and the proddings of many others I have a character, just need to buy equipment and name my monkey.

...that's a metaphor?

Posted on 2014-05-11 at 14:26:13.

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