Vafrandir’s Journey
Continued from The Lodge
Vafrandir, during your journey to Bergen, this being the 6th of August, you face a drizzling rain. The weeather is cool and there is a stiff, moderate wind in your face. As you and Arvid descend towards the fjord (about noon), you pass through a narrow defile; and it is here that you're ambushed by four unarmed assailants — three men and a woman. They are using short clubs for weapons, suggesting they want to take you alive rather than kill you. I'll set up the map. For the moment, please roll a d6 for surprise.
Vafrandir: 4.
The DM: Sorry about the delay and that the enemy all look alike. Please roll a d6 for initiative.
Vafrandir: 2.
The DM: I roll a 1. You have initiative.
Vafrandir: I draw my sword (2 AP), only 1 left.
The DM: Please run Arvid as well; you're in charge of his actions. He has 4 AP and is carrying a short sword on his belt.
Arvid: I draw my sword and move to 1810.