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Athaclenna looks at the approaching Gnoll with curiosity, wondering if he is with the four bandits or not. Well, in any case, we have a handful of confirmed targets to deal with. Lets be on with this. She aims her finger at the man that just spit (nasty habit, that) and fires off one of her Force Missiles at him.
Cantrips
Mage Hand
Message
Ray of Frost

Level 1 Save DC 16
Mage Armor
Magic Missile
Shield
Sleep x2

Force Missile 1d4+1 x8 / 7
 
Scikelov takes his bow and arrows and tries drawing the arrow with some....Minor difficulty "Come on, you cursed death sticks! Align properly! Those bandit bastards must not triumph!" Scikelov ends up droping his arrow "AAAAH!" Scikilove picsk up back up and draws it again "Okay aaaaanndddd...." Scikelov takes aim down at the bandits "Now!" Scikelov releases the arrow
 
1586962415567.png Bandit Leader Gerak, you open a deep wound on the lead bandit's leg. His blood soaks his horse's flank. Mokele isn't as lucky and it misses his lunge. He instead to falls flat on his face in the dirt.

Niko, your crossbow bolt whizzes past one of the bandit's (A) face. Ifrit on the other hand leaps down and mauls the man on his horse. The Eidolon's claws and teeth have made the bandit a bloody ruin in the saddle. The horse spooks and takes off toward the back of the trading post seeing the knoll blocking the gate.

Athaclenna, your force missiles strike true, like always. They slam into the chest of the lead bandit and lift him out of the saddle. He slams to the ground and his horse takes off toward the gate, then stops short seeing the knoll. The horse turns and runs to the side of the trading post. The leader is left groaning on the ground.

Scikelov, roll a d20 to hit and add your Dexterity modifier and you proficiency bonus. Also, pick a target.

The remaining bandits pull out their bows and brace for battle.

Everyone, roll initiative.

Leader:
AC: 14
HP: 0/11, staggered

Bandits:
AC: 13
A HP: Dead
B HP: 9/9
C HP: 9/9
D HP: 9/9

Initiative order:
Gorgorigo 17
Gerak 17
Niko 12
Bandit Leader 12
Bandits 7
Athaclenna 5

Kameron Esters- Kameron Esters- , Sherwood Sherwood , Psychie Psychie , Spiderheart Spiderheart , Wondertainment Wondertainment , Orikanyo Orikanyo
 
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Initiative roll for Niko
Hit Points: 11

Armor Class: 16
Touch AC: 12
Flat Footed: 14
CMB: 10
CMD: 12

Fort: +2
Reflex: +2
Will: +2

Initiative: +4
Base Attack: +0
Melee: 0
Ranged: +2

Perception: +3

Heavy Crossbow: 1d10, Crit 19-20/x2
Hit Points: 7
Armor Class: 15
Touch AC: 11
Flat Footed: 14

Fort: +3
Reflex: +1
Will: +2

Base Attack: +1
CMB: +3
CMD: 15
Initiative: +1

Special Abilities
Darkvision: 60ft
Perception: +4

Speed: 30ft

Melee Attacks
Bite: +3, 1d6+5
Two Claws: +3, 1d6+5
 
Roll for Athaclenna

<snort> A whopping 5.
Cantrips
Mage Hand
Message
Ray of Frost

Level 1 Save DC 16
Mage Armor
Magic Missile
Shield
Sleep x2

Force Missile 1d4+1 x8 / 7
Hit Points: 7

Armor Class: 12
Touch AC: 12
Flat Footed: 10
CMB: -1
CMD: 11

Fort Save: 0
Reflex Save: +2
Will Save: +2

Initiative: +4
Base Attack: 0
Melee Attack: -1
Ranged Attack: +2

Perception: +2

Weapons
Light Crossbow: +2, 1d8, 19-20/x2
 
Initative!?!?!

Gnoll confusion strats go!
 
(Since it seems like Gerak will be tied for highest initiative, and Mokele is only behind Gorgo)

Taking advantage of the momentum he gained in his charge, Gerak turns to the fallen leader and aims a swift kick at his head – trying to knock the man out rather than killing him. He's the ideal captive anyway. Given how well the fight is going so far, he doesn't bother maintaining his defensive stance; clean hits are more valuable than dodging at this point.

The gnoll was looking for "a man of Leg" – Oleg, presumably. And as vicious as the creatures supposedly were, this one seemed... painfully naive. He'd just walked in on a standoff and casually inserted himself – casually and loudly. For the time being, he feels no need to draw any more attention to the new arrival, but he's prepared to shout down any of his allies who start aiming for Gorgorigo.

(Note: Being prone inflicts -4AC, being flanked inflicts -2)
 
With the leader down, Mokele wheels about to face the nearest remaining bandit, its jaws open wide in an expression of either ravenous hunger or unbridled joy. The eidolon's war cry does little to clarify matters – "Bite! Bite! Bite!" It rears up on its hind legs, seeking to drag its target down off his horse.

(Power attack not active for bite attack)

(Trip probably fails)

Even if the bandit doesn't fall, that does nothing to stop the eidolon from continuing its assault. Its jaws are the deadliest of its tools, but the claws on its leonine forepaws are nothing to sniff at.

(Power attack still inactive, given results of bite)

Once his target has been subdued, the eidolon stops. He's not trying to tear his victim apart like Ifrit did – Gerak may not have asked him to pull punches, but Mokele knows its summoner wants prisoners more than corpses.

(Still dealing lethal damage, because claws, but would like the bandit to be dying rather than insta-gibbed.)
 
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Gerak you put a boot to the head of the bandit leader and knock him unconscious.

Mokele, meanwhile, lock-jaws onto the arm of one of the other bandits (B), knocking him to the ground. On impact, the bandit's arm snaps with a loud CRACK! Mokele rakes him with his claws to be sure he won't be getting back up.

Orikanyo Orikanyo , you're up.

Leader:
AC: 14
HP: 0/11 unconscious, bleeding

Bandits:
AC: 13
A HP: Dead
B HP: -2/9 dying
C HP: 9/9
D HP: 9/9

Initiative order:
Gerak 17
Gorgorigo 17 <------------
Niko 12
Bandit Leader 12
Bandits 7
Athaclenna 5
 
Well.

This is awkward.

Not only did he get here, his debutante styled greeting was rudely ended by a quite effective ambush. Perhaps this is what the yelling was about from earlier?

In times like these, he can only rely on his quick desicion making and his instincts.

Instincts, what say you?

"Rampage and tear the fallen asunder like a ferocious god you are."

Okay neat.

Desicion making what say you?

"Fight with the winners and they wont hurt you."

Perfect idea.

Since he was at the back, he had a good bit of access to the newly made enemie's backs. As such, he went for the one on the... right? Or was it left? He'll check later. (Bandit D)

With a battlecry that sounded much akin to the beastial laughter of a hyena the gnoll rushed forwards, drawing his longsword with one hand and settling both upon the hilt, he rushed and attempted to perform a leaping strike at the horse mount fellow.

(Charge attack: +2 Attack, -2 AC
Shield not drawn yet.
Longsword drawn and two handed

Attacking Bandit D)
 
Gorgorigo, your blade connects and bites deep into the bandit’s (D) shoulder, opening a yawning wound in his chest. He drops out of the saddle, gasping for air.

Sherwood Sherwood , you're up.

Leader:
AC: 14
HP: 0/11 unconscious, bleeding

Bandits:
AC: 13
A HP: Dead
B HP: -2/9 dying
C HP: 9/9
D HP: -2/9 dying

Initiative order:
Gerak 17
Gorgorigo 17
Niko 12 <------------
Bandit Leader 12
Bandits 7
Athaclenna 5
 
Niko pauses, shouting out in his most powerful voice, "You are surrounded! Surrender now, and your lives will be spared! Continue to resist, and you'll be shown no mercy!"

Ifrit crouches down and growls deep in his throat, waiting for the word to either pounce once more, or stand down.

Intimidate roll total of 22
 
Gerak is almost annoyed at the level of competence they've shown. Three people to interrogate is nice, but he'd wanted to have someone run and give the bandits misinformation. Well, at least one of them can probably be convinced to lie to their boss. "Getting the jump on an enemy does wonders. Anyway, time for some cleanup." He points his sword at the surviving bandit. "Drop the bow and lie down with your hands behind your head. We'll deal with you in a moment. Miren, make sure none of these sods have a chance to kick the bucket until we tell them to. And you –" He nods in the gnoll's direction. "I'm guessing you're a friend, given the side you took, but I'm open to revising that guess. What do you want with the 'man of Leg?'"

Assuming the bandit obeys and drops his weapon, Mokele trundles over and picks it up in his jaws. The beast then begins sniffing over the sole waking bandit, checking for other weapons. "You are very smart man! Learn from mistakes, give up when can't win." It gives the bandit a conciliatory headpat, which is probably not as comforting as it was intended to be. "Do not worry. Not your fault you not good enough."
 
Athaclenna gazes down at the fallen and surrendered men with interest. This went very smoothly. We must not get complacent. The next fight will most likely be much harder, with more foes to deal with. She heads down to the lower level to investigate what they have in hand and to join in the questioning of the prisoners.
Cantrips
Mage Hand
Message
Ray of Frost

Level 1 Save DC 16
Mage Armor
Magic Missile
Shield
Sleep x2

Force Missile 1d4+1 x8 / 7
 
"...Revise guess?" Revise was one of those strange words, what did it mean? Didn't matter. "Was told to come, bandit problem yea? Clear problem get reward!

Or no?"

His words were more or less explaining the situation well enough, though he did start the bandit killing long before he expected. With a quick twirl of his blade he sprayed the blood clinging to the sword onto the ground, before examining it once and sheathing the black.

"Chef Gorgorigo am I. Am strong, need money, make restaurant." He knew that word well.

"Need lot of money.

Lot of friends." He tried to give his winning smile, the smile was at best fifth place.
 
The gnoll's explanation sets a smile on Gerak's face. A friend... and a chef. Not what he expected, but far from unwelcome. "In that case, Gorgorigo, you're in the right place – and you got here at just the right time. I'm Gerak." Throughout, he never takes his attention off the bandits, as if he expects them to leap from the ground and take a swing. "It'll be nice to have someone who can cook with us. Can't speak for the others, but I'd probably burn a salad."
 
Excellent. With the bandits subdued or dead, your immediate concerns are:
  • Most of them are dying. Bleeding out into the yard in the case of the leader. Hemorrhaging internally for the rest. How do you stabilize them?
  • How do you secure the bandit who surrendered?
Oleg eyes you warily, Gorgorigo. “We do appreciate the help, friend. We have food if you’re interested.“

“Plenty,” chimes in Svetlana who forces a smile. She moves to Oleg‘s side and leans on his shoulder.

“So, what do we do with all these?” Oleg surveys the damage again. “I’m still in favor of hanging them from the ramparts.”

”Oleg!” Svetlana says in disgust, hands on hips.
 
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Gorgorigo

Well, that went well.

And he found the leg man, and a female, the way they were standing it appears they were a mating pair. It took abit to understand how these things worked with these people, back in his own kind it was more or less a fight for everything, litterally everything.

Hell if you wanted to mate that was putting your life at risk.

But this seems like a calm female, not so ready to do the proper thing to keep others away.

Glancing down at the bandit he had cleaved off the horse he took a good little sniff of the air before flipping the human onto it's back and opening up it's coat to fiddle around.

Should at least find something worth some gold, even if his face wasn't welcome, gold was.

Gold was always good, thats why it was sepperated by only one letter.

"Food is good, bandit only good for feeding wolf. Or other things of bad taste." He of course meant having a bad palate, but hey, whatever.

"...Gerak, who others you speak of?"
 
Niko comes over and gives his furry friend a good scratch on the head right next to his horns. The Eidolon asks, "Ifrit done good?"

"Yes, my friend. You did very good, just like I wanted. I am proud of you."

The lion-headed monster gives off a happy growl, letting his eyes close half way in pleasure as his horns are scratched.

Niko then looks over at the new arrival, and says, "Well met, stranger. I am Niko, and this is Ifrit. We are two of the friends that Gerak spoke of. What brings you to this place?" As he speaks, he stops his horn-scratching and goes over to the one bandit that surrendered, takes his bow and tosses it aside, then begins to frisk him, looking for any hidden weapons. "You chose well by surrendering. Now, so long as you cooperate, you'll keep your life."
 
All the bandits are carrying the same:
  • Leather armor
  • Longbow with 20 arrows
  • Short sword
  • 2 days of trail rations
  • 10 gp

The leader has:
  • Alchemist’s fire (2)
  • Leather armor
  • Dagger
  • Composite longbow (+2 Str)
  • 20 arrows
  • 2 days of trail rations
  • Silver Stag Lord amulet worth 20 gp
  • 35 gp

65 gp total in just coin.
 
Scikelov comes down to ground level to meet wit the rest of the party "Ha-ha! We are succesful! Those pesky bandit stod no chance against our might! This calls for a victory melody!" Scikelov takes his harp and begins to pluck the strings with his fingers, though the way he plays the harp, anyone would swear he was trying to play the harp like a sitar...Which it isn't. It still sounds nice enough however. Scikelov looks to Niko and immediately jumps back in fear "AAAH! WHAT IS THAT? Oh...!" Scikelov catches his breath "You're just... You're just one of the feline folk...My apologies for my reaction. I don't see them most and the ones I have met...Have been rather deathly encounters...."
 
it truly didn't take long for Gorgorigo to start looting, like a meticulous looter he began undoing straps of leathers, peeling back bloodier parts, unstrapping weapons and placing them in nicely arranged piles. Longbows were important, they were the true prizes of this hunt, the rest show a good bit of coin but a smart man knows that if you had a choice, go for the bows.

"Kits are... reg... regiliated? No.. Regulation? yes, that word. all same. Not looted are these..." he examined one of the bows. "...Poorly kept.. bow string is starting to fray... You must take care of your weapon, ill luck befall you who don't." he wasn't about to take the prizes, rules of combat and scavenging must be obeyed.

Best pieces go to the leader.

he interrupted this hunt, so to him go the scraps.

"...Who is chief of warband..? Wish to join."
 
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