Chapter 2a - The Exodus to Krossavik

[Marullus]

Holding for Piers and Kinnard/Myantha.

[Faanku]

Kinnard, the Mercenary
Myantha Theneiros, the Witch

Kinnard remains with the caravan, or more specifically with Myantha, who has become even more reticent since her brief conversation with Fljúga some time earlier. The two exchange small talk briefly, but it is obvious that the elf is still not in a conversational mood. With nothing else to do until the others return other than keep a lookout, Kinnard looks about the caravan for someone to pass the time with.

[AleBelly]

Rikke's looking to get supplies...namely food...and better armor if she can get it. She's also going to be 'protecting' Olivia

[ybn1197]

Piers heads with the raiding party, in total agreement with the idea of what they takes not only helps their group out but also keeps it out of the hand of the raiders. He is looking for food to feed everyone and better armor.

[Marullus]

Characters:
Raid:

• redwarrior: Hild Gamlidottir
• redwarrior: Saral
• Samwell Turleton: Olivia Linderoth
• ybn1197: Piers
• AleBelly: Rikke

Caravan:

• Faanku: Kinnard
• Faanku: Myantha Theneiros
• Samwell Turleton: Fljúga Thormundson
• (NPCs): Melikii (mother), Neptisiss and Janiiss (Children)

Following Hild's lead, the raiding party avoids the bridge and fords the stream out of sight, remaining as stealthy and quiet as they can, though their clothes and boots are soaked to just above the knee. You're able to sneak up into the town from the stream via the back yards of the houses, amidst their gardens and washyards. You hear the sibilant hissing and cackling of kobolds in the street far ahead, at the end of the block, but you're able to seak up to several of the homes and peer in windows undetected. They have all doused the lights to hide their presence and it is difficult to discern. The group believes at least four houses are empty. Three doors are already kicked in and broken. Olivia whispers into a window where she thought she saw movement. A wide-eyed woman crouches there, four small children crowded behind her.

(I'll come back for the caravan group later.)

[Samwell Turleton]

Olivia Linderoth

Olivia speaks softly into the home at the wide-eyed woman.

I am Olivia. I am from Kaerhavn. We were attacked too and have a caravan on the road with some able-bodied fighters and other families.

You are welcome to join us!

We need all the supplies we can get to make our journey. Do you know of any stores of food or drink we could take with us?

Are there any taverns or inns nearby?

Personality [2d6+1] = 11+1 = 12

[ybn1197]

As Olivia is speaking to the person in the house, Piers keeps an eye out for any wandering patrols.

[Marullus]

Characters:
Raid:

• redwarrior: Hild Gamlidottir
• redwarrior: Saral
• Samwell Turleton: Olivia Linderoth
• ybn1197: Piers
• AleBelly: Rikke

Caravan:

• Faanku: Kinnard
• Faanku: Myantha Theneiros
• Samwell Turleton: Fljúga Thormundson
• (NPCs): Melikii (mother), Neptisiss and Janiiss (Children)

Olivia speaks to the terrified woman, who she learns is named Skidi. Skidi hisses at her children to crouch behind the overturned table and swiftly empties her larder into a large sack. While you all provide cover, she ushers her passel of six children out the door, all running for the safety of across the stream, where you indicated the caravan awaits. Skidi thanks you profusely. "The Gamboling Kid. It is the inn there, on the corner of the intersection." She points to the crossroads ahead at the end of the block, then turns and flees, the sack grasped in her hands.

Piers keeps watch upon the main road, eyes trained on the inward street where the sounds of screams and clashing steel is heard intermittantly in distance. At the intersection ahead, he can indeed see a building with its door kicked open and a painted sign still hanging from one corner:

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There is some kind of scuffling commotion that he can hear in the side street, to the left of the intersection beyond the tavern door, still out of sight.

Actions?

[Samwell Turleton]

Olivia Linderoth

Go quickly and don’t look back until you reach the caravan, Olivia says. The words hang in the air as the last of the family leaves to ford the stream.

Olivia looks to Piers.

What are you thinking our best course of action is?

These houses with the doors kicked in - do you think they may have some provisions abandoned in their larders?

What of the inn?

[ybn1197]

Piers shakes his head. "I don't know but I think the Inn will provide the best opportunity."

[Samwell Turleton]

Olivia Linderoth

Directed to Hild, Saral, and Rikke, what do you think...quickly to the inn?

Olivia begins heading in that direction along the edge of the house, she peers around the corner of the building to the street, leans her left ear out listening for sounds of movement nearby.

[AleBelly]

Rikke, human bandit

"Yes, to the inn. But hold on." The girl pulls her doll from her sack and stares at it for a couple of seconds. "Yes, Dukke, yes. I will." She stows the doll back in the sack and looks at the others.

"Inns usually have back entrances. I snuck in them to steal food sometimes before I was a warrior. We'll find food quicker and might surprise the red robes if we go in that way. I can even go look first if you want."

In case it's needed, adding an agility check for sneaking...assuming she has experience with his as an orphan so rolling d20

Rikke sneak check [1d20-1] = 16-1 = 15

[redwarrior]

Hild and Saral both ready their weapons, and follow the lead towards the back entrance of the inn.

[Marullus]

Sorry for the short post - want to give you opportunity for more action before the weekend...

Rikke quietly leads the way through the back wash yards and gardens to the rear of the inn. Peering through the window, it appears dark and quiet inside.

On the street just beyond, however, a wounded man limps by, urging three small children with him. A woman armed with a spear guards their retreat as an entire pack of kobolds harries her, cackling gleefully. You see them rush past the narrow alley entrance - you have cover from the small stables at the rear of the inn and are unseen. The conflict is heading into the intersection at the front of the inn...

[ybn1197]

Unable to stand the brazen acts of the kobolds, Piers steps out and swings his warhammer at the nearest kobold trying to knock it into the next nearest kobold. Mighty Deed

Initiative: [1d20] = 6
Attack: [1d20+1] = 11+1 = 12+[1d3] = 3 = 15. Mighty Deed succeeds if the attack succeeds.
Damage: [1d8+1] = 7+1 = 8+3 = 11

[AleBelly]

Rikke, bandit

Rikke finds herself unexpectedly enraged at the kobolds harrassing the injured man with his children. Any hesitance she has at engaging the kobolds evaporates as she sees Piers join the fray. She advances with him, keeping her back to his just like Kinnard taught her to maintain a defensive position. She swings her claymore, giving it its first taste of battle.

Deed in bold

Initiative [1d16] = 13, claymore attack [1d20+1] = 14+1 = 15, damage [1d10+1] = 4+1 = 5, deed die [1d3] = 2

Just realized luck modifier (+1 more) should apply to her attack roll. I'll update on future rolls.

So, attack roll total is 18 and damage 7 if I did this right.

[Samwell Turleton]

Olivia Linderoth

Olivia will check the back door of the inn to see if she can get in or force it open.

reminder to Hild that you are blessed for your next attack roll

[Samwell Turleton]

Fljúga Thormundson

Fljúga continues to rest and meditate on the carving of her staff.

[Marullus]

The door is unlocked.

[Samwell Turleton]

Olivia Linderoth

Is going to search quietly for a storeroom.