[pnpgm] Game Update #19 - File #37 - Unali dead or alive?
Scott Adams
longshot at darktech.org
Tue Jan 29 08:54:16 CET 2008
HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R1 John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar Ma
?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma
Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....NormalFaerry Fe
W4 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe
R4 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Boyzdar [Wolf] (Strie'bog),
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Game Update #19 in sequence (file #37)
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[Recap]
From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions]
Ben'Dar growls back to the man in tan leathers, "Yes, you're
too late. My friend just got attacked by an assassin in there.
The assassin may still be nearby!" He points his pike at the
beggars huddled behind him. "These were part of the plot.
They came in and provided distraction when the attack
occurred!" He strikes over to the beggars, looming over them
threateningly. "Who hired you to enter the tavern and cause a
scene?" he demands.
Upon getting an answer, he will tell the beggars to get back
into the tavern and take a seat at a table. They're not going
anywhere until we figure out what happened. Once back inside,
Ben'Dar splashes some water in the face of the unconcscious
messenger, reviving him. He questions the messenger roughly,
and tries to determine whether the man was also part of the
plot. (Assuming that at that point Ben'Dar will learn who
the real attacker was.)
At some point, he eyes the huge man standing near Arawn.
Suspiciously, he grunts, "Who are you?"
GM: Ack.
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
As the trio hover around Unali Arawn balances tending to her
while keeping his eye on the situation around them. Assisting
Z'leyra as best as he can he barely takes notice of the rather
large man hovering over them at first but once the shaman's
potion has been administered and Unali's wound tended to he
looks back to the man, his eyes smiling for him, the only
visible part showing through his face wrap. When he speaks his
voice is serious and tinged with concern, his eyes drifting to
his companion while he assists Z'leyra.
"Our friend seems to have been poisoned but I think she will be
alright now. Nevertheless, the offer is much appreciated." Arawn
looked back to Unali and then past the giant of a man several
times in a somewhat distracted matter. Finally appearing fixate
on something he said, "Z'leyra, I'll be right back. Let me know
if the potion doesn't seem to be working."
As he prepared to stand he said the Kalu, "Perhaps you can
assist my friend until I return."
Moving away from the table, but keeping his eyes sharp, he made
a beeline to the dart as it lay beside the table where only
moments before all were enjoying themselves. He wasn't sure
where the assailant was but he could use the dart to locate
him should he evade the others. Picking it up and slipping it
into a pouch at his side he made his way back toward Z'leyra,
Raban, Unali.
If the potion doesn't seem to have an effect Arawn will cast
Negate Poison.
GM: Ack.
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
After treating Unali, Z'leyra will ask if any others were
rounded by the assassin. If so, she will offer a similar
potion to them. She suggests that the assassin be bound and
will do it herself if no one else does.
Z'leyra looks closely at the city guard to see if she recognizes
them. Considering their timely arrival she is wary of potential
impostors.
GM: Ack.
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From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
Making sure her dagger is secure, Fremea starts to run towards
Chion, yelling in a little kids voice "Daddy, your here!" and
"trips" over something near the unconscious assassin. Sprawling
across him, and fumbling on him to get up "quickly."
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Marqi 29, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4.
Location: Sivas, Marentia, Green Eye Tavern.
[Time: 8:18am]
[Corona flies 200 odd feet above the Tavern watching the
sudden surge of movement around the tavern. He notices
a glint of blue in the neighborhood. Someone standing
on a roof wearing blue robes? Suddenly Corona sees
horses surround the tavern and some coming around back
to meet Chion and Fremea. Corona looks back up to the
nearby roof a few streets over and the man is gone.]
[Inside the tavern......]
[Arawn looks upward to Raban and replies back.]
Arawn: "Our friend seems to have been poisoned but I think
she will be alright now. Nevertheless, the offer is much
appreciated."
[Raban stares at Arawn with his strange face wrap very
rare for this society. Raban sees Arawn's blue green eyes
and black hair but not his face. Raban nods in response to
Arawn. Arawn also studies Raban quickly. Raban wears
all leather from his boots to his clothing. One distinction
is Raban has 2 jeweled armbands that reveal themselves when
Raban moves in certain ways. Arawn notices for a human
Raban seems rather handsome looking. Arawn also notices he
wears the leathers with bardic like symbols on them
as Strie'bog does at times. Arawn recognizes him as
a possible servants of Cernunnos like Strie'bog.]
[Z'leyra finishes giving Unali the potion and puts down the
goblet and pulls out the Bezoar. She knows little of
poison matters not being a poisoner herself. But her healing
treatment in poisons is limited. She does know each person
reacts differently to poison. Some may react faster or
slower while others could resist lethal amounts of poison
and still others die from a simple bee sting. She checks
the neck wound and tries to clean the poison off with a table
cloth and wipes poison and blood froth from Unali's mouth.
Seconds pass what seems to be hours. Z'leyra checks Unali's
pulse and finds it continue to decrease in tempo. Then
the man that just entered the tavern comes over closer and
distracts Z'leyra for a half second. The man sighs and looks
at the trio under the table. Z'leyra rechecks her pulse
and finds none. It has completely stopped. Z'leyra begins to
consider options for immediate treatment. Surely this must
be a death poison so why didn't the potion work? She glances
at Arawn who raises an eyebrow to wonder about his poison
removal spell. Z'leyra begins to try to restart Unali's
heart by using her fist in a pounding motion she was taught
onto Unali's chest. Unali's body flails under the pounding.
Raban watching this growls and leans in closer. The man
commanding the guards comes closer and kneels down a few feet
from Unali. After a few seconds of pounding Z'leyra checks
her pulse again and finds nothing.]
Guard Leader: "She's dead?" [He glances over his shoulder to
the guards] "Prepare to question everyone. Call fore
some reinforcements."
[With those cold words Raban's mind does a double take hearing
the cold nature of the guard he stands up and growls. He
moves around the table throwing a chair a few feet with his
feet and charges the man. With a forceful tug he yanks the
man up by his feet and growls in anger. The man struggles
and waves his arms and feet in the air 2 feet off the ground.]
[The three guards draw their swords...]
[Outside in the rear of the tavern....]
[The guards repeat their order for Chion to stand down.
Chion and Fremea eye each other. Fremea deftly places
her dagger into her clothes as the guards seem to be
staring at Chion. Chion lets the 2 daggers that the
assassin threw at him fall from his chest onto the ground
with a clank. ]
Chion: "Oh dear, young one, you should not have to see this."
[Chion raises his hand and Fremea notices a nice Sapphire
ring on his hand. Chion lowers his voice and begins to
mutter but in reality begins to cast a spell. Fremea
in a little kids voice replies.]
Fremea: "Daddy, your here!"
[Fremea steps forward a couple feet and stumbles over the
unconscious assassin and her hands move quickly to regain
her footing as she stands up again.]
Horseman: "Back away from the body now!"
[As one horseman dismounts and draws his sword he starts
to move toward the trio.]
Horseman: "Comply!"
[The guard raises his sword and steps a few more feet
closer as Chion, Fremea and the Assassin disappear in
a blue hue of light.]
[The guard stops cold and stares at the empty area where
a bit of blood and 2 daggers are only left. The guard
turns and looks at the horseman.]
[The horseman curses and looks around for any sign of
Chion and the other 2. The third horseman speaks up.]
Guard: "That kid...she had wings?"
Horseman: "This isn't good. Secure the back stairs. I'll
report this."
[The rider turns the horse and heads back east around the
building toward the front.]
[Seconds before out front......]
[Ben'dar growls back at the guard commander.]
Ben'dar: "Yes, you're too late. My friend just got attacked by
an assassin in there. The assassin may still be nearby!"
[The leader just stares back and enters the tavern.]
[Ben'dar twirls back to the beggars who jump at his reaction.]
Ben'dar: "These were part of the plot. They came in and
provided distraction when the attack occurred!"
[Ben'dar strides toward the beggars and looks normal but
to anyone else its a threatening stance.]
Ben'dar: "Who hired you to enter the tavern and cause a scene?"
Beggar: "Some girl told us we should come here for some painting
and other odd jobs for good money."
[Ben'dar growls and tells the beggars to enter the tavern as
the guards outside begin to surround the tavern on all sides.]
[Back inside......]
[The dangling commander tries to speak.]
Leader: "Hey! Let go! If anyone..." [cough] "...could help
it would be Z'leyra!..let--"
[Z'leyra and Arawn both hear this and look up quickly at the
name of the healer. How could this man know it? Raban
suddenly comes to his senses not sure how he got into this
mess but only seemed to react to instinct he slowly puts
the man down and back away with hands outward. The guards
stop moving as the leader grabs his throat.]
[Suddenly Unali's body begins to twitch and Z'leyra looks
down to the dead Unali. Arawn begins to speak the words
to negate the poison but Z'leyra raises a hand as she
checks Unali's pulse and finds a weak one. Suddenly
Unali begins to cough and in reflect rolls on her side
and coughs up a black vicious liquid onto the ground.
Arawn backs away not wanting it on his nice clothes.]
[Unali begins to open her eyes and cough one last time
and then rolls onto her back. Weak she stares up at
the table and at Z'leyra and Arawn.]
[Unali tries to sit up but at first fails. Raban comes
over and physically pushes the table full of food 4 feet
to the west. He leans down and helps Unali sit up.
With a tear from the pain and body reactions Unali checks
her neck to find dried blood but no dart or wound. She
starts to sit up with help from Raban who with his large
hands acts like a chair.]
[Ben'dar enters the tavern with the beggars and pushes them
to a side table to sit down. Ben'dar then notices
Unali trying to sit up and grins.]
[With a raspy voice Unali speaks to Z'leyra.]
Unali: "You're a superb healer as always. I guess I am not
much help today." [She pauses. Raban and Ben'dar help
Unali stand up. She loses her balance and stumbles but
Raban catches her easily. They help her to a chair to
sit. The guard leader comes over as Unali eyes the
situation over not seeing Kaylle, Chion and Fremea.]
Unali: "Or lately for that matter. We must have missed one
when rounding up ..."
[Guard leader smiles and nods.]
Leader: "Yes. I'm sorry Unali."
[The guard from the rear enters the tavern and walks
up to the leader and whispers.]
Leader: [in a low voice] "That would be Chion and Thig
I suspect. Search the area." [Raises voice] "Continue
to surround the area. Call for help if needed from
the Thatcher street garrison. Then start to move these
citizens over there and there to the back so we can
talk here."
[Arawn stands.]
Arawn: "Z'leyra, I'll be right back. Let me know if the
potion doesn't seem to be working."
[Arawn then turns to Raban who only identified himself as
a Kalu person.]
Arawn: "Perhaps you can assist my friend until I return."
[Kaylle now on the second floor gets tot he balcony and
looks down. He suddenly stops seeing all the new people
and Unali holding her head. He begins to jump off the
balcony and fly down to the ground.]
Kaylle: "What is going on--whoa!"
[Raban reacts again on instinct thinking this form moving
toward them is the assassin he grabs Kaylle by one leg
and jerks. Kaylle gives a muffled grunt as Raban pulls
the short 4 foot person to him and onto the ground.]
Cholan: "Whoa! He's good!"
[Raban realizes this short person must not be a threat
and releases him blushing slightly.]
Kaylle: "Wow. I go to my room for something and come back
and all heck breaks loose. What is going on?"
Leader: "Wait if your Thig where is Chion?"
Kaylle: "Excuse me? I'm Kaylle not Thig."
[The other 2 guards moves the family and other citizens
to the rear of the tavern along with the bar maids.
The man who was thrown from the bar gets splashed with
water by the tavern owner and he gets to his feet behind
the bar. He looks around and sees Raban and raises
a fist.]
Man: "How dare you! I shou--" [He notices blood dripping
from his nose and places a hand to it and then notices
the blood on his hand. The man faints with a thud behind
the bar. Raban sighs.]
[Ben'dar comes to the passed out messenger and throws
water on him and slaps him lightly to wake him. But
the man is well knocked out. As he does he turns
to Raban.]
Ben'dar: "Who are you?"
[Arawn walks over to the dart and bit of blood. He
examines the dart without touching it for a few
seconds. Arawn then starts to reach out for the
dart but a voice stops him.]
Leader: "Don't do that. Some poisons can be contact
poison as well. Plus we'll need that for evidence
and for the priest to use for any future convictions
without you touching and tainting it. Please leave it
alone."
[Meanwhile in the city of Maren where Chion has his home
Chion, Fremea and the knocked out Assassin teleport inside
his house. Fremea still not used to the feeling moves
away from Chion and looks around the darkened room. She
notices a few books and scrolls strewn about with a
suit of chainmail and crossbow in one corner. not sure
where she is she looks at Chion for direction.]
[Chion stops the bleeding of his 2 minor wounds and
feels weak likely from the poison from the chest
wound. He risks the poison and hopes he can resist it
since he isn't dead yet. He checks the assassin over for
hidden weapons and false teeth. He then ties up the
man onto a chair and tends to his wounds quickly.]
[Within 2 minutes the man wakes up as Chion finishes
cleaning up his chest wound. The Assassin looks around
but looks confused.]
Assassin: "This is how it will be huh? No quick death.
You and your...pet here think you can do things I've
not been used to all my life? Go for it. My job
is done and she is dead by now. Release me and I'll
give you money. Business is business."
[Chion stands and feels his knees weaken as he realizes
his energy is ebbing away from the slow poison. He
found no vials of antidote on the man. If only there
was a person who could help with poisons but Z'leyra
is over 115 miles away.]
[Meanwhile back at the Tavern...]
Leader: "...You people are weird. One wears barbaric
fangs or whatever they are. One covers his face like
a bandit. One has wings...maybe all should be detained
and questioned? Bandits do work a like."
[he paces back and forth looking over the party assembled
in front of him. Moments before a report comes in that
Chion could not be found anywhere.]
Leader: "Your friend Chion..and the other one like him."
[He points to Kaylle] "I thought was Thig but now I
guess not. Where are they? He escaped with my
prisoner and I want him back now. If the man comes
back dead Chion could be in a great deal of trouble."
Cholan: "I'm sorry and who are you?"
Leader: "I'm an associate of Duke Aren." [He speaks
quietly so the other guards don't hear then a bit
louder] "Commander of Sivas Garrison Detached City
Guards." [But the party, those who know Aren, likely
realize this man is from the intelligence service and
the guard position his cover.] "Unali here helped
the city with a recent problem. One of the prisoners
we interrogated early this morning revealed a person
had escaped our round up. As soon as we got further
information we later learned he helped in part to
get the ring leader's female partner" [the priestess
Unali spoke of?] "to escape a day ago. But it failed.
In the chaos though we learned she signed on for Unali's
death as revenge. The man fled without being caught
again. The prisoner we interrogated this morning
gave info of the plan and we sought out the location
of Aren and Unali. The Duke is back in Maren and
we learned Unali was in town and likly here. So
we came here. Just too late to warn anyone. For
that I'm sorry. Took us too long to put the pieces
of the plan together."
[The story with the beggars seems to continue as they
were hired by some girl maybe age 10 or 11 about 4
foot tall to come here and paint.]
Leader: "Typical trick of thieves and assassins. They
use some kid to hire someone else or as courier and
then use distractions like them. Course this guy
was rather desperate to kill you here Unali. Bold
but desperate. He didn't suspect no one could help
with the deadly poison. He underestimated."
[He walks over to the dart and kneels down and sniffs it
without touching.]
Leader: "Krief poison. Very expensive and rare. Fast
acting if I'm not mistaken. A good death poison that
works in matter of ten seconds or so." [he stands
and looks at the party.] "Again where do I find
Chion? I need my prisoner to question."
[A groan is heard by the table and the messenger slowly
wakes and raises up. He sees Ben'dar and jerks back
and then the towering Raban next time him and quickly
gets to his feet and cowers.]
Messenger: "Take it! I knew I shouldn't have taken
this job for my uncle! First day get robbed and
beat up! Take it!" [He hands out his bag.]
Guard Leader: "Son I suspect you were just in the wrong
place at the wrong time. Why did you come?"
[Messenger looks to the man then the guards and seems to
relax.]
Messenger: "This mean here beat me up! Arrest him!"
[He points to Ben'dar.]
Leader: "In the circumstances he was only defending himself."
Messenger: "What! Your not going to do anything!?"
Leader: "I'm sure he'll say he is sorry. " [He glances and
glares at Ben'dar then back at the messenger.] "We will
need to check out your story but if your here by mistake
you will be rewarded for your damages."
Messenger: "Yea? Like pain and suffering? No nee for
judges and all that?"
Leader: "No. We have enough evil to deal with as is without
the law scholars to get involved."
[The messenger relaxes and looks around.]
Messenger: "Well in that case. I have something here
for Cheeorn Blades."
Cholan: "Chion."
Messenger: "Yes that's it. Only for him. Company policy."
Leader: "No exceptions even for the Guard?"
Messenger: "No exception some may be coded only for him.
But I suppose I could turn it over to you for enough
compensation I doubt I'll be doing this job tomorrow.
Not with what I have to put up with."
Actions? Comments?
Next Update...Friday...
GM: Experience -
Player CEP MEP Expertise Notes
Ben'dar 1 - 2 Dagger - Fight
Arawn - 12 6 Healing Hand
Raban 3 - 4 Hand to Hand
Fremea - 12 - Not Listed
Chion - 12 13 Astral Web
Chion - 48 12 Teleport
Chion 8 - 4 War Staff
* Chion +1 EL War Staff.
GM: Arawn - Still grab the dart?
Chion - House is in Maren city not Sivas :)
So the teleport had to be a EL6 one to get there
over 115 miles away. You continue to feel
weak by the second. Also telepathy can't be
done over 115 miles sorry. What questions and
things do you do for the assassin?
GM: Actions not done. If action was not done that you planned
or wanted don't feel back. Some times the plot and other
actions conflict. There will be future chances for
tons of experience for all. :) Its nothing personal.
GM: Keep in mind the reality of who knows what. No one
knows where Chion went and Chion doesn't know what
is going on in the tavern for example. I only started
the teleport above since it wasn't requested to be
private. :)
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