@Kelewen Are we allowed to move the Beast? If not we are kind of stuck and waiting on you to do it.
In general, no. I'd rather keep control of it.
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Good luck, @blindwoofer. Mine likes to wash his paws off in his water dish.
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@Crab... see if you can find out what she's interested in. Then ask her about it. No flirting need be involved to just break the ice. :)
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Amazing how many sudden epidemiology experts there are in the world
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Long time casual role player who loves tales of adventure! I enjoy tabletop games, play-by-post, and even LARP!
Wild (and sometimes weird) west and medieval fantasy games with an 'old-school' D&D feel are my favorite.
In real life, I'm a software engineer and wanna-be farmer. I have a little garden and some chickens that like to destroy my flower beds. But I like 'em anyway and they all have names. ;) Sometimes they lay me some breakfast.
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Wild (and sometimes weird) west and medieval fantasy games with an 'old-school' D&D feel are my favorite.
In real life, I'm a software engineer and wanna-be farmer. I have a little garden and some chickens that like to destroy my flower beds. But I like 'em anyway and they all have names. ;) Sometimes they lay me some breakfast.
Other hobbies include dog agility and archery.
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In general, no. I'd rather keep control of it.
The beast flung itself at the hall at the location where the little girl had been spying on it. The wall shook slightly but the hall was of sturdy construction and held strong. Then, perhaps soothed by Tarquin's flute or simply frustrated by its inability to breech the hall, the hound abandoned its attempts and moved away from the building.
Tarquin smiled quite haughtily at Rockmar and shook his head slightly. "The latter I can do, but not the former." He nudged his head a bit towards Eve and the child "The li'll miss is rather busy at the moment and I'd hate to bother her." Very calmly the elf began examining the corner the girl was looking out from.
Cedric paced a bit, then sat down on a bench, then paced again. It was frustrating just sitting here like chickens on the roost while the fox tries to find his way into the henhouse.
"What if tomorrow we check the locations of the murders? See if we can learn anything helpful?" he said to the group.
"A few hours," the Constable answered Wimena. "Before he tires of this and goes off to kill livestock. Sometimes he returns during the night to try again."
"But I was watching him," the little girl said, seeming slightly reluctant to leave her spot. "And getting ready to slay him!" she proclaimed without an ounce of fear, showing Tarquin her knife, a small hunting dagger. "My papa made it for me." But then she nodded and moved closer to the center where the residents were huddled.
"Unfortunately not," Leofwine turned toward the elf, "at least not within this building." He gestured toward the little girl, managing a small smile. "If only we all could find her bravery. Her father leaves her here at night while he and her older brothers protect their sheep."
"But I was watching him," the little girl said, seeming slightly reluctant to leave her spot. "And getting ready to slay him!" she proclaimed without an ounce of fear, showing Tarquin her knife, a small hunting dagger. "My papa made it for me." But then she nodded and moved closer to the center where the residents were huddled.
"Unfortunately not," Leofwine turned toward the elf, "at least not within this building." He gestured toward the little girl, managing a small smile. "If only we all could find her bravery. Her father leaves her here at night while he and her older brothers protect their sheep."
I think you are up @Kelewen. I am assuming you are writing the wolf's part too. Please tell me if I am wrong.
On my phone tonight and I never got good at thumb typing, so pretty slow.
As Tarquin moved throughout the hall, even the residents of Avery's Isle seemed to take heart. And as he searched for weaknesses in the building, he would notice a child kneeling in a shadowed spot with her face against the wall as if she were peering through a hole.
Outside, the beast seemed to be slowly circling the building. Sniffing, then growling, sometimes hitting a door or wall as if testing.
Outside, the beast seemed to be slowly circling the building. Sniffing, then growling, sometimes hitting a door or wall as if testing.
"I share your fears," the constable said to Eve. "The only reassurance I have to offer is that it has only attacked at night. It seems we are safe during the day. I wouldn't ask..."
"It's here!" shrieked one of the woman who had been sitting very near the wall, cradling a baby. Now she moved toward the center of the room and pointed toward the wall where she had just been. "I heard it! Growling!"
As the occupants quieted to listen, what sounded like the growl of a rabid dog could be heard. A few moment later something heavy slammed against the front door of the hall, shaking them.
"It's here!" shrieked one of the woman who had been sitting very near the wall, cradling a baby. Now she moved toward the center of the room and pointed toward the wall where she had just been. "I heard it! Growling!"
As the occupants quieted to listen, what sounded like the growl of a rabid dog could be heard. A few moment later something heavy slammed against the front door of the hall, shaking them.
So... we just have to kill everyone in the village ^^ I'll get the alchemist's fire and sharpen my blade ^^ Someone bring marshmallows.
Save 'em by burning their town down. How very PC-ish of you.
Cedric listened carefully to the Constable's tale, wondering if this was really the adventure he thought he was signing up for. Surely, they could simply thank the man, possibly help guard the hall for a night or two, and then sail on and let the crew Lord Rolf would send specifically to deal with this be the ones to face off against this hound.
"We'll try our best to help you," the halfling woman said. Cedric said nothing right away, but felt ashamed for his own cowardice. If the halfling was willing to combat this beast, how could he refuse? And what if Lord Rolf didn't send another crew, but assumed he and his companions were capable enough? And so he nodded his agreement and listened to both Rockmar and Tarquin muse about what the creature could be and how to defeat it. "If it were a hellhound, Tarquin, would a magical weapon defeat it?"
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"Thank you, lass. I'm sure that will help everyone sleep a little easier tonight," Leofwine said to Eve after she explained about the protection charm.
He listened to the others as well, adding his own thoughts. "It has weighed heavy on my mind these last few weeks and I can't help but think that it might come from the far side of the island, where Gallen the shepherd was first slain."
"We'll try our best to help you," the halfling woman said. Cedric said nothing right away, but felt ashamed for his own cowardice. If the halfling was willing to combat this beast, how could he refuse? And what if Lord Rolf didn't send another crew, but assumed he and his companions were capable enough? And so he nodded his agreement and listened to both Rockmar and Tarquin muse about what the creature could be and how to defeat it. "If it were a hellhound, Tarquin, would a magical weapon defeat it?"
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"Thank you, lass. I'm sure that will help everyone sleep a little easier tonight," Leofwine said to Eve after she explained about the protection charm.
He listened to the others as well, adding his own thoughts. "It has weighed heavy on my mind these last few weeks and I can't help but think that it might come from the far side of the island, where Gallen the shepherd was first slain."
Cedric took a seat next to Eve, catching the looks exchanged between her and Tarquin, he couldn't help a small twinge of jealousy.
The girl Thelma brought each of the travelers a simple, but hearty meal of a variety of vegetables in a wooden bowl topped with a hunk of lamb and a large slice of bread, along with a mug of ale.
"Of course," Leofwine nodded to Tarquin and started filling the travelers in on their problem. He was tired, so missed pieces and had to circle back and would repeat bits, sometimes interrupted by residents trickling in for the night, but eventually the picture he painted looked like this:
Almost 3 weeks ago, a shepherd that had taken his flock to the far side of the island did not return at night. But being spring, his wife did not worry too much, assuming one or more of the sheep had given birth and needed tending.
She went out to search for him the next afternoon only to find his body nearby his grazing flock ripped and torn, mutilated almost beyond recognition.
The next night, a fisherman was attacked shortly after dark, this time nearby the houses. Witnesses reported a black hound with red eyes, as tall as a large pony, had ripped him apart savagely.
Now the residents lived in fear. Night after night the beast would return, often killing livestock and clawing at the doors of the terrified villagers. One night it managed to smash its way through a door and murder an old widow. In every case the hound tore its victims apart, but never ate them, as if it simply delighted in the kill.
Soon after, a group of men decided to ambush the hound and slay it. They circled the beast when it arrived and fought it, losing one man in the process and injuring several others. When one managed to plunge his spear into the beasts side, the hound disappeared into a mist. Thinking they had been victorious, the residents of Avery's Isle celebrated and let down their guard, but it was premature. The hound returned the following night, this time murdering a teenage girl.
It was after that the Constable sent the plea for help to Lord Rolf.
"Lord Rolf may not have even received it yet when you departed," Leofwine said, somewhat sadly. "So I understand if you cannot help. It was not what you came here to do. But if you can stop the beast, we will reward you with what little wealth we have. And if there is another way I can aid you, I will do so."
The girl Thelma brought each of the travelers a simple, but hearty meal of a variety of vegetables in a wooden bowl topped with a hunk of lamb and a large slice of bread, along with a mug of ale.
"Of course," Leofwine nodded to Tarquin and started filling the travelers in on their problem. He was tired, so missed pieces and had to circle back and would repeat bits, sometimes interrupted by residents trickling in for the night, but eventually the picture he painted looked like this:
Almost 3 weeks ago, a shepherd that had taken his flock to the far side of the island did not return at night. But being spring, his wife did not worry too much, assuming one or more of the sheep had given birth and needed tending.
She went out to search for him the next afternoon only to find his body nearby his grazing flock ripped and torn, mutilated almost beyond recognition.
The next night, a fisherman was attacked shortly after dark, this time nearby the houses. Witnesses reported a black hound with red eyes, as tall as a large pony, had ripped him apart savagely.
Now the residents lived in fear. Night after night the beast would return, often killing livestock and clawing at the doors of the terrified villagers. One night it managed to smash its way through a door and murder an old widow. In every case the hound tore its victims apart, but never ate them, as if it simply delighted in the kill.
Soon after, a group of men decided to ambush the hound and slay it. They circled the beast when it arrived and fought it, losing one man in the process and injuring several others. When one managed to plunge his spear into the beasts side, the hound disappeared into a mist. Thinking they had been victorious, the residents of Avery's Isle celebrated and let down their guard, but it was premature. The hound returned the following night, this time murdering a teenage girl.
It was after that the Constable sent the plea for help to Lord Rolf.
"Lord Rolf may not have even received it yet when you departed," Leofwine said, somewhat sadly. "So I understand if you cannot help. It was not what you came here to do. But if you can stop the beast, we will reward you with what little wealth we have. And if there is another way I can aid you, I will do so."
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