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[Dwarmin]

"Should we bother with blindfolds or just remove their eyes?" Shella said within earshot of the bound bandits, using typical Orcish humor.

[Tiruin]

((IronyOwl, we need your benevolent presence! I bump this for you!))

"You're...bringing us on your suicide mission on- horseback?!"

The Spearman looks at you with a mixture of awe and doubt.

"Alright, I get that you're looking for our loot, but there's no need to be hasty..."

[Caellath]

"Alright, I get that you're looking for our loot, but there's no need to be hasty..."

"How about we make things easier for us then?" Eisen said, starting to check if the bandits had cloaks or clothing that they could wear over their own.

Take the bandits' superficial covering of clothing after getting them gagged and bound. Make sure not to leave them naked, but get clothing enough for the group to use as a disguise.

His eyes narrowed. "Secondary plan."

[IronyOwl]

((Sorry.))


Sal'savira cocked her head at the peculiar discussion.

"Perhaps leaving their weapons in a pile far away, then leaving them tied but able to wriggle forward slowly? They would be able to free themselves eventually, but not for some time.

Although I doubt they will attack us again, having seen how it fared once. Such a thing would be most unwise," she finished, fixing the bandits with her stare.

No particular action.

[Tiruin]

((Don't worry about it. =) ))

[Tiruin]

Previous: In which night comes. | Current: In which we join the shadows. | Next: In which we practice orcish diplomacy.

Spoiler: Actions (click to show/hide)

Action: Lead the party past the tower stealthylike-if someone triggers an Alert (!) , we RIDE together. [1]

Help with the binding and gagging of bandits. [3]

No particular action. [5]

((If it wasn't clear, I'll be following along and following orders.)) [6]

Take the bandits' superficial covering of clothing after getting them gagged and bound. Make sure not to leave them naked, but get clothing enough for the group to use as a disguise. [5]

Spoiler: Standing Modifiers (click to show/hide)

Night
Spot Chances [-1 to those without a current light source ; +1 to others wielding a light source ; -1 to Ranged Accuracy Defense]

-Turn 8: Incognito-

Deon gives his comrade a look of disbelief as he and his friends get bound and silenced.

"You just had to open your big mouth. You see, this is why we shut up while our captors work. This is why we just sit in the background and do fluff. This is- mfrrfffpppfhhh..."
"Mmmpphhh?"
"Mfh."

"Just scream if you need help."

The bandits give you looks of appreciation and gratitude, evident by their dagger-like gaze as you pry off their cloaks and other outer garments, leaving only the simplest of coverings behind - a cloth shirt and pants. Their excitement to tell you such has them shivering with glee in the cold.

Gained: Bandit Cloak and Armor! Check your individual spoilers whenever a sign like me pops up!

A few moments later, undisturbed by any of the watchers on the perch, you size each other up and notice that the clothing borrowed fits perfectly on your bodies. Even for pseudo-humanoid beings, the cloak and cloth weavings seem to blend in along with your common wear.

Shella maneuvers her horse to the fore, followed by Gurrath and his torch - each of the other horses bore a bandit all except for the Orc's. "Alright, let's continue the plan."

"I sure hope you know what you're doing." Syra pipes up from behind.

With a nod, Shella draws the reins and orders the column to move in a slow trod, their sounds muffled by the natural noise and the loamy ground. Looking to the perch, you see that none of the men have caught sight of you. As one of the bowmen step down and out of view, another rises and appears to stare right in your direction.

"You forgot to douse the torch!"

[6-1] {1}

The man lifts his bow in the air and gets a torch from its handle, pointing at your party. You can hear his voice clearly through the night air, only muffled by your own breathing.

"They have returned with captives! Rejoice!"

As if alarmed, the men move about in a frenzy, descending from the perch and grabbing their torches, forming two disorderly rows of bowmen and spearmen right at the midsection of the dirt path with an elderly man wielding a cudgel in the middle. You cannot see their disposition towards you from here, but notice that their weapons are held lax by their sides.

Looking at the childrens' expressions, they are as confused as your captives are.

"So you aren't charging in?"

Spoiler: Captives (click to show/hide)

Bandit Axeman 3: 16/18 - Disarmed
Bandit Spearman 5: 12/16 - Disarmed
Bandit Swordsman "Dweonir": 14/20 - Disarmed
Bandit Swordsman 7: 15/15 - Disarmed

> Loot is being carried by Eisen...

Bandit Spearman 1: 0/18 - Dead ; Looted
Bandit Bowman 2: 0/18 - Dead ; Looted
Bandit 4: 0/16 - Dead ; Looted

> By the road.

Spoiler: Loot Gathered (click to show/hide)

1x Iron Spear - Having no discernible sign of ownership, this mundane weapon is plainly described as a stick with a pointy, leaf-shaped tip. A rudimentary tool used both in peace and war, it is nonetheless useful in most events and even in battle, where a trained soldier can utilize its simple concept to its full advantage.

1x Iron Stiletto - Knives, Small Blades, Daggers. Whatever carries the fancy of the common tongue, this sharp blade has been honed and edged to be able to easily cut through armor, ending in a needle-like point. This 'dagger' is specialized in forms of thrusting and stabbing, other than cutting or slashing.

2x Iron Broadsword - Featuring a basket-hilt, this sword has a heavier blade and a crossguard for the wielder's protection. It is commonly used by the militant factions of the land, as compared to the civilian rapier.

Spoiler: NPCs//Ranges (click to show/hide)

Syra: 10/10     
Rhea: 5/5 - Unarmed     

> Everyone is in Melee Range of each other.

> The Watchers are stationed at Long Range to your position. It is still hard to make out any discernible features like facial expression or eye color.

Spoiler: Sal'savira; IronyOwl (click to show/hide)

Gender: Female
Age: 19
Class: Seeker
Race: Malkaven

Health: 29/30

Skills:
Perserverance
Agile

Physical Description:
- Appearance: Sal'sivira looks fairly normal for a Malkaven- a crow-woman with large, blank white eyes that reflect light, a long, serrated beak, great wings coming off her back, oversized, taloned hands, and even more oversized, larger-taloned feet.

- Clothing: She wears a ragged-looking but well-made black tunic with a belt and thin leather strap running diagonally around it for hanging things from. She also carries a large, wide-brimmed hat and pair of tinted goggles, both for when it's too sunny out.

Inventory:

Black Spear/ This spear is a standard Malkaven weapon- ragged and ancient looking, but sturdy and well-kept nonetheless.

Silverscale Armor/ This shiny silver armor appears to be composed of a series of pointy oval or rounded diamond scales or plates, and is indeed made from the hide of a Silverscale, a type of fish larger than a horse. Its scales are protective and very durable, which causes the Malkaven to overlook their preference for ragged black and use it fairly routinely.

Bandit Cloak and Armor/ A mix-up of hardened leather patches along with several small belts for tightening, you wear the outer clothing of the common brigand. It covers most of your face except for the eyes and ears, the body and arms and thighs excluding the hands and legs. Any distinguishable marks or tattoos are easily hidden by these loose garments. Sadly, they afford little protection against the tools of war, made more for mobility and survival and even then fare as well as commoner clothing.

Vae's Knucklebones/ Made from the literal knuckles of the first two fingers of the right hand of a novice elven necromancer, these four strangely shaped "dice" have the power to tell the future and discern the secrets of the dead. The results are usually cryptic and of limited accuracy and power, owing to both Sal'sivira's lack of divination skill and Vae's lack of power, but can sometimes be useful nonetheless.

Elemental Amulet/ A communication device widely used by the more unconventional militant forces of the land, this amulet is naught but a simple trinket attached to a chain with an opalescent gemstone in it's middle. It transmits whichever sound or sight the wearer holds to others who wear the same, similarly to a vivid vision in the mind's eye of the scene in question. It is highly attuned to the magical forces.

Potion of Skill/ A concoction of unknown origins, this bottle contains a liquid that shines like the day, however non-luminescent and tasting like honey. It is said to amplify the imbiber's kinesthetic senses, giving him or her the ability to make pinpoint strikes with any weapon chosen. Sadly, it's concentrated form is volatile, thus leading to the product you see now - a small drought contained within a flask.

Spoiler: Shella Gavuatu; Dwarmin (click to show/hide)

Gender: Female
Age: 23
Class: Hunter
Race: Orc

Health: 20/20

Skills:
Deadeye
Vindication

Physical Description:
- Appearance: Shella is a 5.3 Orc female with a well muscled build, a tight stomach and an impressive body. She possesses tough and smooth dark green skin, and long, coal black fine hair that descends almost to her waist in a swaying sheaf. Her eyes are a calming shade of the ocean, deep blue-large and emotive-topped by a pair of arcing black eyebrows. She has two short tusks jutting from her mouth on side, each adorned with a stylized ring of obsidian-her teeth resemble fangs, though not large enough to be threatening normally. Her legs and hips are well toned and strong, giving her a very animalistic look. The mark of ecid is on her left wrist.

- Clothing: Shella is wearing a full body undersuit of light, non reflective black chainmail and thick leather mixed and matched, leaving little to the imagination-heavy, ironshod leather boots adorn her feet, combined with chainmail studded into leather pants, and mismatched plate pieces over both her knees. Half leather and chain protect her chest and arms, and and while her left hand is Ecid marked, she's wearing a fingerless green cloth glove on her right hand. She's wearing two bracers made of some sort of spiked chitine material. Around her waist is a heavy belt with at least 6 large storage slots and many smaller compartments She's wearing a heavy body length cloak and fancy three cornered hat of the same color as her skin.

Inventory:

Gavuatan Orcish Slurbow/ A crossbow like weapon Shella favors, with a distinctive wooden hood over the top of the stock. There is a gap between this shroud and the stock that allows the string to travel unimpeded, firing either traditional bolts for common enemies, or rounded lead shot against foes like the undead. She can reload it with a single hand, using her thumb to cock it back, but requires both to fire accurately.

Clan Armor/ Handcrafted from pieces she has taken over the years from worthy enemies, Shellas armor is sturdy and light-giving her full range of movement and protecting her from errant blows. she feels more comfortable in the armor, than out.

Bandit Cloak and Armor/ A mix-up of hardened leather patches along with several small belts for tightening, you wear the outer clothing of the common brigand. It covers most of your face except for the eyes and ears, the body and arms and thighs excluding the hands and legs. Any distinguishable marks or tattoos are easily hidden by these loose garments. Sadly, they afford little protection against the tools of war, made more for mobility and survival and even then fare as well as commoner clothing.

Obsidian Oath Rings/ An Orcish Tusk-mark that denotes one who has taken a vow of revenge-she's wearing two, which indicates two separate vows. They cannot be removed by any Earthly force until these tasks are completed, or is rendered invalid by fate-being magically bonded, as long as the target of these Vows remain alive, they will remain bonded. As such, Shella knows her sister-and the traitor-both still live.

Elemental Amulet/ A communication device widely used by the more unconventional militant forces of the land, this amulet is naught but a simple trinket attached to a chain with an opalescent gemstone in it's middle. It transmits whichever sound or sight the wearer holds to others who wear the same, similarly to a vivid vision in the mind's eye of the scene in question. It is highly attuned to the magical forces.

Potion of Skill/ A concoction of unknown origins, this bottle contains a liquid that shines like the day, however non-luminescent and tasting like honey. It is said to amplify the imbiber's kinesthetic senses, giving him or her the ability to make pinpoint strikes with any weapon chosen. Sadly, it's concentrated form is volatile, thus leading to the product you see now - a small drought contained within a flask.

Iron Hand Axe/ A small, light axe designed for use in one hand for general intermediate chopping. For simpler uses than its larger brethren, this axe can be thrown or used as a quick weapon in enclosed places.

Spoiler: Eisen Narthale; Caellath (click to show/hide)

Gender: Male
Age: 16
Class: Attunement Knight
Race: Foxfolk

Health: 30/30

Skills:
Perseverance
Riding Aptitude

Physical Description:
- Appearance: Eisen has eyes of a very bright blue and a beige-colored hair, his hair usually messy, with the occasional uncut locks falling around and framing a young, curious face. Any fur on his person also follows the same beige color pattern. His Ecid's mark is located at the back of his head, under the line of hair growth.

- Clothing: He wears a green cloth coat with a very large hood usually seen in different positions, to hide his face more or less depending on the occasion. The cloth itself is fairly resilient and reinforced against weather, the coat sporting what seems like downy or white fur near the collar area, a golden trim and long sleeves, allowing the wearer to completely hide his hands whenever desired - his forearms and most of his hands hidden by a fingerless leather protection. His pants are also colored green, with part of their length tucked into sturdy and carefully tied brown leather boots which sport metal reinforcements and a discreet pin attachment for stability and maintaing a grip at surfaces in cases of emergency. His long-sleeved shirt is green as well and is mostly covered by the chestpiece of a well-crafted brown leather armor with hidden steel reinforcements which fits perfectly over the body of the owner.


Inventory:
Yonsun-Nobi/ A Composite longbow standing taller than Eisen; it is an elegant and well-made piece of ranged weaponry, made with the utmost care by Eisen himself under the guidance of his parents; it ended up as part of his experiments on sounds to call upon animals.

Hardened Leather-and-Steel Armor/ Made from good-quality leather and with a backing of sheets of steel, the armor has a few pieces protecting key parts of his body, although some parts are simply hidden under a layer of clothing.

Bandit Cloak and Armor/ A mix-up of hardened leather patches along with several small belts for tightening, you wear the outer clothing of the common brigand. It covers most of your face except for the eyes and ears, the body and arms and thighs excluding the hands and legs. Any distinguishable marks or tattoos are easily hidden by these loose garments. Sadly, they afford little protection against the tools of war, made more for mobility and survival and even then fare as well as commoner clothing.

Flute/ Made from polished stone, steel and the finest wood Eisen could find in the woods, his flute is a faithful companion, always available for him to play and subject to his experiments on sounds capable of attracting the animals that reminded him so much of home.

Elemental Amulet/ A communication device widely used by the more unconventional militant forces of the land, this amulet is naught but a simple trinket attached to a chain with an opalescent gemstone in it's middle. It transmits whichever sound or sight the wearer holds to others who wear the same, similarly to a vivid vision in the mind's eye of the scene in question. It is highly attuned to the magical forces.

Potion of Skill/ A concoction of unknown origins, this bottle contains a liquid that shines like the day, however non-luminescent and tasting like honey. It is said to amplify the imbiber's kinesthetic senses, giving him or her the ability to make pinpoint strikes with any weapon chosen. Sadly, it's concentrated form is volatile, thus leading to the product you see now - a small drought contained within a flask.

Iron Spear/ Having no discernible sign of ownership, this mundane weapon is plainly described as a long, sturdy stick with a pointy, leaf-shaped tip. A rudimentary tool used both in peace and war, it is nonetheless useful in most events and even in battle, where a trained soldier can utilize its simple concept to its full advantage.

Spoiler: Ecidona sel-Mhrabann; DigitalHellhound (click to show/hide)

Gender: Female
Age: 26
Class: Silent Sister
Race: Wildfolk

Health: 20/20

Skills:
Nimble
Mental Composure

Physical Description:
- Appearance: Ecidona stands at around 150cm, with a slender, small build. Her skin is a dark brown with bark-like colourings and patterns, adorned with a variety of white markings and tattoos on her face and arms. Two curved horns arise from a wild mass of dark hair and tiny fangs peek out from her teeth - relatively few signs of her race on their standards. Her features are sharp and aquiline. Her Mark of Ecid is on her right palm.

- Clothing: Ecidona wears simple and sturdy clothes of leather and thick cloth, adorned with countless little baubles, cheap trinkets and amulets and symbols she thinks are protective or help focus her power, but possess little practical use. Many of them have been crafted by her personally and she carries a heavy carving knife to craft bone or wood with.


Inventory:
 
Heavy Knife

Sturdy Clothes

Bandit Cloak and Armor/ A mix-up of hardened leather patches along with several small belts for tightening, you wear the outer clothing of the common brigand. It covers most of your face except for the eyes and ears, the body and arms and thighs excluding the hands and legs. Any distinguishable marks or tattoos are easily hidden by these loose garments. Sadly, they afford little protection against the tools of war, made more for mobility and survival and even then fare as well as commoner clothing.

Amulets & Baubles/ A bunch of amulets and baubles in different shapes and forms, mostly sentimental collections of Ecidona's stay within the Bastion.

Elemental Amulet/ A communication device widely used by the more unconventional militant forces of the land, this amulet is naught but a simple trinket attached to a chain with an opalescent gemstone in it's middle. It transmits whichever sound or sight the wearer holds to others who wear the same, similarly to a vivid vision in the mind's eye of the scene in question. It is highly attuned to the magical forces.

Potion of Skill/ A concoction of unknown origins, this bottle contains a liquid that shines like the day, however non-luminescent and tasting like honey. It is said to amplify the imbiber's kinesthetic senses, giving him or her the ability to make pinpoint strikes with any weapon chosen. Sadly, it's concentrated form is volatile, thus leading to the product you see now - a small drought contained within a flask.

Spoiler: Gurrath Halsen; Ochita (click to show/hide)

Gender: Male
Age: 26
Class: Flowing spearman
Race: Human

Health: 20/20

Skills:
Quick Senses
Precision Striking


Physical Description: Gurren is 5'11", possessing a body frame that shows that he's been doing labor for some time, along with several scars, from previous encounters with various foes. He has greenish-brown eyes, along with unkempt messy dark brown hair. When he's in a town, socilising, he likes to wear slightly loose robes with an aquatic style to them, with shades of blue and dark green, along with a hood, in a style similar to a monks robe. When he's in armor or in the wilderness, he prefers to wear a set of tan leather clothing, mostly because its practical in the wilderness. His mark is on the back of his neck.

Inventory:

Twisting spear/ This weapon was the first weapon that Gurrath was given, that was made for him. It only appears to be twisting alongside the metal shaft, but that's only a trick of the craftsmanship. Its covered with small nicks and slight scratches, yet it is maintained well.

Chainmail/ This armor is what Gurrath uses in battle, as his style of fighting does require some agility.

Bandit Cloak and Armor/ A mix-up of hardened leather patches along with several small belts for tightening, you wear the outer clothing of the common brigand. It covers most of your face except for the eyes and ears, the body and arms and thighs excluding the hands and legs. Any distinguishable marks or tattoos are easily hidden by these loose garments. Sadly, they afford little protection against the tools of war, made more for mobility and survival and even then fare as well as commoner clothing.

Old book/ Given to him by an older mercenary in his old group. It details some basic spear techniques, along with a couple of minor cantrips of the water element. Gurrath keeps it because it helped with the turning point of his life.

Elemental Amulet/ A communication device widely used by the more unconventional militant forces of the land, this amulet is naught but a simple trinket attached to a chain with an opalescent gemstone in it's middle. It transmits whichever sound or sight the wearer holds to others who wear the same, similarly to a vivid vision in the mind's eye of the scene in question. It is highly attuned to the magical forces.

Potion of Skill/ A concoction of unknown origins, this bottle contains a liquid that shines like the day, however non-luminescent and tasting like honey. It is said to amplify the imbiber's kinesthetic senses, giving him or her the ability to make pinpoint strikes with any weapon chosen. Sadly, it's concentrated form is volatile, thus leading to the product you see now - a small drought contained within a flask.

Yew Bow & Quiver/ Yew is known to be a desirable wood for bows, especially for longbows - the tension generated by the pull of the archer is bound to have a recurring effect on the weapon which propels the arrow, that its sturdiness is compromised over time. This bow is unblemished by weather or time, yet it looks like it has seen use in the past years, judging by the nearly invisible notches carved near the handle.

Spoiler: GM Notes - Updated! (click to show/hide)

>	((Sorry.)) ((It's ok Irony , I understand ))

> You can do anything. Even magic. Sensible magic within your power, with what you see as feasible in the situation. I am not strict with its usage.

> Sorry for delays, was busy working on the probable branching chapters coming.

> Nothing else interesting to mention.

[Tiruin]

It seems I have forgotten to mention this.

Rolls pertaining to the environment [especially 1s and 6s] are generally gradual in their effect while some are instantaneous. All depend on the stimulus applied though - the actions of the beings affecting them. Applying to the sense of realism, if my take is correct in understanding.

Thank you once more for reading.

[Skyrunner]

((y u so hardworking on your game? xD))

[Tiruin]

((y u so hardworking on your game? xD))

((Thanks for the compliment Skyrunner

I think it's my weakness? I'm unsure, I just want to tell a story.))

[Caellath]

Eisen looked to the sides with a smile as he rode the horse towards the watchers.
"They have spearmen, but should we charge them down when we get slightly closer? Or disguise won't work very well when we get near them, and we still have the element of surprise."

Shoot down the man with the hunting horn, charge in and trample if the bandits get into disarray/do not have enough time to get their weapons to bear. If my allies do not charge, then do not go in.

Require them to surrender immediately, using the shock of the situation.

[Ochita]

Gurrath gave a fake smile, before turning to look at Eisen as in engaging idle conversation.
"If that's so, we'll need to really strike them at the closest range we can get to without them noticing that its not their compatriots."

[Dwarmin]

"Then let's stop talking about it and do so. Unless someone here is very good at bluffing." Shegga says, preparing to quick draw her bow.

Action: Shoot the old guy first, if no one has a better idea.

[Digital Hellhound]

Guard the prisoners, make sure they don't escape

[Ochita]

Gurrath nods, and prepares to fire his newly looted bow.

Fire at the spearmen.

[Tiruin]

((So you three are charging the seemingly bewildered bandits who outnumber you 1.3:1, and Ecidona is staying behind with her dagger on her horse? Just making sure.))