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=[[Stavanger in June, 1650|Treborg Management]]=
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Continued from '''[[Restarting on the 19th of July]]'''
  
==Nadia==
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== Starting Down ==
Pilot (4 s.p), fisher (60 c.p)
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'''The DM:''' The stairs at '''c.''' lead into a cold pool of air that for whatever reason baffles your infravision.  You will all need manual illumination of some kind in order to see.
  
108 c.p. per month on the 19th
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'''Marcule:''' Sorry everyone i will be absent today, I had my shot yesterday and it has put me on my ass. I will see you on Friday.
  
HP ?/?
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' I obtain and light a torch. About how far down do the stairs go before reaching the water?
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: '''The DM:''' sorry, miswrote. That should be "air" not water.  I've changed it above.
  
Not Leveled. 0 XP.
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'''The DM:''' As a reminder, the stairs are steep and drop about 25 feet overall.
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Lexent]]:''' That simplifies things. Might we presume Marcule will hold the torch for us while we continue?
  
Str 14, Int 12, Wis 10, Con 13, Dex 16, Cha 9.  
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'''The DM:''' No, afraid not.  You'll have to do on your own.  Marcule is assisting the sappers in their search.  I always try to have absent characters participating in the safest activity at the moment of their departure.
  
Nadia is grim, serious and yet civil and agreeable, nimble and strong, with a tendency to fail to understand humour.  
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' OK. I proceed with the torch carefully to the bottom of the stairs.
  
She was born in Kristianstad and only arrived in Stavanger last fall;
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'''The DM:''' The temperature drops practically to freezing as you light on the bottom of the stairs.  You can see your breath and there’s very little heat coming from the torch.  I’m working on a map.
  
She has sailed around the Fjord however and is familiar with the coastlines from Bergen to Goteborg. She has twice been across the Skagerrak to Jutland.  
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[[File:Mine 01.jpg|right|490px|thumb|]]
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'''The DM:''' sorry, got caught up working on the effect.
  
She has an authority skill level in sailing and an amateur in fishing.  
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' "Well, with this torch, we're targets for anything down here."
  
Nadia is 27 years old, 6 ft. tall, 146 lbs., with China blue eyes and russet brown hair, with ivory skin.  
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' I start proceeding along the lefthand wall.
  
Her father was a porter, who arranged an apprenticeship for her in Kristianstad so she'd have a better life than him. Her birthday is August 7th.
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'''The DM:''' You move only five feet when you realize you're not alone in here.  A shadow flashes on the periphery of your right eye and your head snaps around to see there's nothing there.  Just like a horror flick.
  
Location: Treborg
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' Are there any other distinguishing features within our sight?
  
==Valda==
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'''[[Vafrandir]]:''' In. I'll go join Lexent. (I intentionally did not check the bed; thought that would be too on the nose!)
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:'''[[Lexent]]:''' After that post I couldn't risk not checking. Believe me. I tried.
  
Farmer (23 c.p.), Forager (10 c.p.) , Hunter (60 c.p.)
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'''[[Pandred]]''': I'll set myself up just beside Lex on his left. Grit my teeth, rolling with the Battleaxe.
  
93 c.p. per month on the 18th
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'''The DM:''' If I had thought of something to put there, you would have found something in the bed. Without updating the map, I’m counting Lexent in 2528 and Vafrandir in 2529. Vafrandir, you notice that you can’t see anything that your body casts a shadow against.  The torch isn’t throwing any ambient light off the ceiling or walls that would give light.  Something in here is messing with simple physics.
  
5/5 HP
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'''The DM:''' Until someone gives ground, counting Pandred on the stairs, where “2429” would be.
  
Not Levelled. 0 XP
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' While watching into the darkness, I edge another 5 feet along the wall.
  
Str 10, Int 10, Wis 10, Con 14, Dex 8, Chr 9.  
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'''Pandred''': I'll follow behind. Arduin well in the rear.
  
Neighbourly personality, gentle charm, low born perspective, robust, with tenacity and grit.  
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Taking off Vafrandir's move for now; look carefully at the image.
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[[File:Mine 02.jpg|left|420px|]]
  
Born in Stavanger May 20th, vaguely familiar to Pandred.
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'''[[Vafrandir]]:''' Nice, very creepy!
  
Sky blue eyes, 154 lbs., 5 ft. 7 in., 24 years old, wheaten coloured hair, alabaster skin.
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'''[[Lexent]]:''' Would setting the torch down in 2728 still provide us light with which we could fight if necessary?
 
 
Father was a farmer; possesses farmer, foraging and hunter sage abilities.
 
 
 
Location: Treborg
 
 
 
=The Anti-Grond Crew=
 
 
 
[[File:New July 13th Hirelings.jpg|center|630px|thumb|]]
 
 
 
6 g.p. per month each on the 11th
 
 
 
==Arvid==
 
 
 
Morale: 9
 
 
 
HP: 10/10
 
 
 
XP: 0
 
 
 
Armour: Shield
 
 
 
Weapons: Hand axe
 
 
 
Arvid is fair, in that he would be recognized as attractive in a room full of people; he is a pleasure to be around, warm, receptive, interesting to listen to and says the sort of things that an employer wants to hear about a willingness to work and get things done.
 
 
 
Arvid is irrepressibly jolly as well.
 
 
 
==Helga==
 
 
 
Morale: 8
 
 
 
HP: 10/10
 
 
 
XP: 447
 
 
 
Armour: Shield
 
 
 
Weapons: Hand axe, club (fashioned from broken furniture in dungeon), shortbow
 
 
 
==Asger==
 
 
 
Morale: 9
 
 
 
HP: 8/8
 
 
 
XP: 217
 
 
 
Armour: Shield
 
 
 
Weapons: Hand axe, club  (fashioned from broken furniture in dungeon), spear
 
 
 
==Marit==
 
 
 
Morale: 9
 
 
 
HP: 7/7
 
 
 
XP: 167
 
 
 
Armour: Shield
 
 
 
Weapons: Hand axe, club (fashioned from broken furniture in dungeon), spear
 
 
 
==Bjarni==
 
 
 
Morale: 9
 
 
 
HP: 10/10
 
 
 
XP: 168
 
 
 
Armour: Shield (from dungeon)
 
 
 
Weapons: Hand axe, club (fashioned from broken furniture in dungeon), mace
 
 
 
==Ole==
 
 
 
Morale: 9
 
 
 
XP: 0
 

Revision as of 11:25, 19 May 2021

Continued from Restarting on the 19th of July

Starting Down

The DM: The stairs at c. lead into a cold pool of air that for whatever reason baffles your infravision. You will all need manual illumination of some kind in order to see.

Marcule: Sorry everyone i will be absent today, I had my shot yesterday and it has put me on my ass. I will see you on Friday.

Lexent: I obtain and light a torch. About how far down do the stairs go before reaching the water?

The DM: sorry, miswrote. That should be "air" not water. I've changed it above.

The DM: As a reminder, the stairs are steep and drop about 25 feet overall. Lexent]]: That simplifies things. Might we presume Marcule will hold the torch for us while we continue?

The DM: No, afraid not. You'll have to do on your own. Marcule is assisting the sappers in their search. I always try to have absent characters participating in the safest activity at the moment of their departure.

Lexent: OK. I proceed with the torch carefully to the bottom of the stairs.

The DM: The temperature drops practically to freezing as you light on the bottom of the stairs. You can see your breath and there’s very little heat coming from the torch. I’m working on a map.

Mine 01.jpg

The DM: sorry, got caught up working on the effect.

Lexent: "Well, with this torch, we're targets for anything down here."

Lexent: I start proceeding along the lefthand wall.

The DM: You move only five feet when you realize you're not alone in here. A shadow flashes on the periphery of your right eye and your head snaps around to see there's nothing there. Just like a horror flick.

Lexent: Are there any other distinguishing features within our sight?

Vafrandir: In. I'll go join Lexent. (I intentionally did not check the bed; thought that would be too on the nose!)

Lexent: After that post I couldn't risk not checking. Believe me. I tried.

Pandred: I'll set myself up just beside Lex on his left. Grit my teeth, rolling with the Battleaxe.

The DM: If I had thought of something to put there, you would have found something in the bed. Without updating the map, I’m counting Lexent in 2528 and Vafrandir in 2529. Vafrandir, you notice that you can’t see anything that your body casts a shadow against. The torch isn’t throwing any ambient light off the ceiling or walls that would give light. Something in here is messing with simple physics.

The DM: Until someone gives ground, counting Pandred on the stairs, where “2429” would be.

Lexent: While watching into the darkness, I edge another 5 feet along the wall.

Pandred: I'll follow behind. Arduin well in the rear.

Taking off Vafrandir's move for now; look carefully at the image.

Mine 02.jpg

Vafrandir: Nice, very creepy!

Lexent: Would setting the torch down in 2728 still provide us light with which we could fight if necessary?