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    As the one creature dropped in front of Njord he smiled at the other two. His fists were like a tornado's furry as he punched at one and then another. As his fist hit the first one he cried, "And this little piggy had roast beef! HAHA!" but his fist sailed wide of the second and disappointed he cried, "And this little piggy had none."

    OOC: Flurry of blows, one attack on each.
    Attack on #4 first, 1d20(15)+7= 22
    Possible damage 1d6(3)+7= 10
    Attack on #2 1d20(2)+7= 9 misses.
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    Njord’s punch caused the leader of the orc bandits to see stars momentarily, but he was able to remain on his feet. The other laughed with a disturbing chortle as it ducked Njord’s second swing.

    Gat shuffled his feet quickly as he pulled another sling stone, and rounded the cart to see Njord battling the two remaining raiders. With a quick flick of his wrist, he let loose another shot at the orc to Njord’s right.

    “Huzzah!” he shouted gleefully as his stone hit the orc on the side of its head. “Take that, ya filthy cabbage thief!”

    In response, the orc leader slashed at Njord with his large sword, but he was still having trouble seeing clearly from Njord’s vicious strike, and the blow flew wide. The other orc was no better tactician, having sacrificed fighting prowess for dodging capabilities, and his attack missed completely.

    OOC
    Njord: attack on #4 hits, does 10 damage. Attack on #2 misses.
    Gat: moves 5’ sw, 15’ south. Attacks #2 with sling with -4, 13 – hits! Does 3 points of damage.

    Orc #2: attacks Njord with Falchion, 7 – misses.
    Orc #4: attacks Njord with Falchion, 11 – misses.

    Slacker’s Deathwatch: he knows that both #2 & #4 are ‘fragile’.

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    Slacker drew his rapier enchanted by Aegis as he leapt out of the wagon toward Njord to skewer the smelly cabbage thieves.

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    Slacker steps up to the square 1 square North of Njord while drawing rapier. (Acrobatics to hop from wagon d20+9= 12)...lol, if he makes it to the "space", swings with rapier at #4: d20+5= 22. 1d6+1= 6 damage.
    The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."

    “I will,” Darvig uttered.

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    Slacker's sudden appearance made Njord grin as the half kender dropped one of the creatures. "Good job Slacker. But this little piggy is gonna go whee whee whee all the way home! HAHA!" He said as he punched the last bandit and it slumped to the ground.

    OOC: Flurry of blows on #2, attack 1 1d20(5)+7= 12 miss, attack 2 1d20(12)+7= 19
    If hits 1d6(1)+7= 8 points of damge.
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    Moving into the fray with his friend Njord, the two heroes made short work of the remaining creatures. Slacker’s newly magicked rapier skewered the pig faced monster with ease, while Njord’s fists crushed more skull bones. Both foes were felled with practiced precision, much to Gat’s delight.

    “Yessir! You lads know how to throw down, dontcha!” Gat said excitedly, stowing his sling and approaching the other two. As he reached Njord, his eyes widened in concern. “Oh, dear! You’ve gone and gotten yerself all cut like,” he said at the sight of the injury Njord had received from the vicious orcan blade. “We’d better see to that, or you could get an nasty infection!”

    Gesturing for Njord to drop to a knee while he treated the wound so he could reach the tall warrior’s shoulder, Gat closed his eyes. Laying one hand on Njord’s injured shoulder, and holding the other high above both of their heads, he chanted in a language neither Krynn native had ever heard before. Gat’s voice became soothing and warm, unlike his high pitched, gravelly tone he normally spoke with. As Slacker watched, his friends wound stopped bleeding, closed, and disappeared as though it were never there.

    “Well, that’s better!” Gat said with satisfaction, clapping his hands together. “Now, we’d best be on our way. Don’t wanna wait ‘round here too long. Where there be four orc, there be dozens more!” With that he hopped back on the wagon, and put the reigns to Fido, who was more than happy to leave the scent of death behind them.

    Several hours passed as they traveled the North Road leading into Northgate, but finally they crested a small hill, and before them was a walled town Gat called Northgate. The fortified town, he informed them, was a frontier settlement that was comprised primarily of woodsmen and traders who gathered to sell their goods, or have them transported to other regions. Several cartage companies headquartered in the town, sending these goods to nearly all parts of Dryktara. From Seaport to the southwest; to Portskeep to the southeast; or to Ocalath and Caer Cam in the northern provinces, much industry passed through the humble walls of Northgate.

    The sun was just beginning to fall behind the Razorback Mountains to the west as they approached the open gates of Northgate. There were guards posted at the entrance, and a small patrol of militia were making their rounds as they drew near. At the sight of the cart laden with fresh cabbages, the head guard waved in recognition of Gat and Fido, and ushered them inside. The Dubahli exchanged a few pleasantries with the guards as they passed, and assured them that his new “friends” were nothing to be concerned about. It appeared that Gat was known to them, for they were not questioned or prevented entrance for even a moment.

    Inside the walls, the town splayed out before them, with a prominent market place, a main street that had many permanent shops including several taverns, and many other buildings of wood and stone, including gambling houses, a bakery which filled the air with the scent of fresh baked goods making both travelers stomach grumble. The streets were filled with passersby, businessmen heading to their next sale, and street peddlers shouting out what bargains they had and to hurry ‘cuz it won’t last forever!’ The common grounds were covered with many small tents, the temporary homes to the traveling merchants who were visiting and attempting to sell their wares at the market. Ladies of the evening smiled and waved at the two young, strapping lads as they walked by.

    As they continued down the main road through town to where Gat had his booth waiting, he mentioned that although there were two inns that would be to their liking in Northgate, he would recommend staying at an establishment called the Rusty Nail, located near the center of town.

    “Unless ya got other arrangements, I’d be more than glad to pay for yer accommodations for your stay, being as that ya saved my cabbages from them stinky orcs!” Gat said, before giving them directions to the inn and telling them to meet him there after he dropped off his cabbages.

    There was a definitive military presence in Northgate, but it didn’t give them the feel of oppression. The guards allowed business to be conducted, kept order when it was called for, but otherwise remained at a distance from the general public. Gat liked it that way.

    OOC
    Slacker: Acrobatics check (can’t fail, DC 5), moves into position. Attacks orc #4, 22 – hits! Does 6 damage, orc drops. Slacker knows that orc is dying.

    Njord: Flurry of Blows on #2, 12 – miss, 19 – hits! Does 8 points of damage, orc drops. Slacker knows that orc is dying.

    Gat: casts Cure Light Wounds on Njord, heals up to 7 points of damage (back to full health!). Slacker – spellcraft check on Gat’s spell, 14 (DC 16) – fails.

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    NORTHGATE

    NG Small town
    Corruption +0; Crime +0; Economy +2; Law +1; Lore +1; Society +1
    Qualities military presence, strategic location
    Danger +0

    DEMOGRAPHICS

    Government Autocracy

    Population 1,000 (Humans 40%, Dwarves 20%, Half Elves 20%, Elves 10%, Gnomes 5%, Other 5%)

    Noteable NPCs
    Brother Himlar (Male Half Elven Cleric 5 of Shala - Head of Temple of Shala)
    Elistra Silvermane (Female Elven Rogue 4 / Fighter 1 - Proprietor of Second Chances (Gambling Hall))
    Martus Bovey (Male Human Fighter 7 - Mayor of Northgate)
    Vorcha Bizt (Female Dwarven Expert 10 - Proprietor of Smoke & Iron (Blacksmith))
    Ziplaroch (Male Gnome Wizard 5 - Proprietor of Ziplaroch's Emporium of Arcane Wonders)


    MARKETPLACE

    Base Value 1,200 gp; Purchase Limit 5,000 gp; Spellcasting 4th

    Minor Items 3d4; Medium Items 1d6; Major Items None

    (settlement created with Settlement Creator)
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    Slacker was overloaded with new sights and sounds and enjoyed the way.

    "Sure, you can pay," Slacker said agreeably. "So this is Northgate. Hey, did you see those two women looking at us?"
    The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."

    “I will,” Darvig uttered.

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    On bended knee Njord accepted Gat's help. His wound closed and left minimal scarring. "Thank you Gat. In my homeland we have the Keena that heals, though they are mostly women. But in out last group we had a two men who could heal with a touch, Rory and Charles. Alas poor Charles, he was a brave lad but his wounds were too great that even Rory could not save him." Njord was surprised to feel his mood sadden at the memory of Charles. He had seen many of his kinsman die so why did his death bother him? Partially because it could have been prevented, the other part... because he was his friend. Through clenched teeth he said, "Damn kobolds."

    The city was impressive for sure and as Gat offered to pay Njord had mixed feelings. He didn't feel Gat needed to pay, but he wasn't sure if these people accepted steel or not. Again he accepted the generosity of the halfling. "We appreciate your help Gat, thank you. But if you do pay at least let us help you unload your wagon and help you sell your goods tomorrow. I don't want to feel like a burden, I will work for you for your help." Njord said with a slight bow to the man.

    When Slacker mentioned the women, yes Njord had noticed them and he remembered the young half-kender's experience at the inn upon their first meeting. "All in good time Slacker... HAHA!... All in good time."
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    Gat smiled at Njord’s offer to assist him in unloading his cabbages. “Thanks, lad, but that is not necessary,” he said, walking to the back of the wagon. “However, you can help me by taking this crate of cabbages to Ingred at the Rusty Nail.” Pulling out a crate filled with cabbages, he handed it to the tall warrior. “She’ll be expecting these. The best part is she’ll be boiling them into tonights dinner!” he added with zest at the thought of Ingred’s savory stew. “Now run along like good lads. My cousin’s will be here momentarily to unload all of this,” he said, indicating his load of produce.

    With no more protesting to be had by the Halfling, Njord and Slacker headed off to find the Inn of the Rusty Nail on the other side of town. Slacker protested, though not about unloading cabbages, but about his desire to meet the pretty ladies who had smiled and waved at he and Njord earlier. The stalwart Njord promised that they would return after their task was completed for Gat.

    The streets were a bustle with townsfolk scurrying to their homes, others were frantically trying to sell the last item of the day before shutting down for the night. Following Gat’s directions to the Inn, the two travelers passed by a building that they discovered to be a gambling hall. A sign board hung above the door with writing neither could understand, but that they would learn later said “Second Chances”. An elven woman stood in the doorway wearing an elegant purple dress, with yellow flowers twined through her white hair. To say she was beautiful would have been an insult, to say the least. Both young men found themselves staring at her as they passed, which only inspired a quaint smile from the woman.

    “You boys look like you enjoy adventures!” she called as they passed. “Come by and see me after you drop off your crate, and we’ll discuss how adventurous you really are!” Then she turned to head back inside, but not before turning back to them and smiling.

    With a purpose to their step, they continued on their way. As they rounded a corner, which would put them only a few blocks away according to Gat’s direction, Slacker felt something wiggle in his pocket. At first, he didn’t pay much attention to it, but when it continued, he wondered if he had inadvertently picked up a frog along the way, for what ever it was was bound and determined to make itself known. Skidding to a halt, he thrust his hand into his pocket, then wrestled the item in question out.

    It was the stone that Aegis had given him with the strange runes upon it. And now the runes were glowing. Suddenly, Slacker hear Aegis’ voice in his head.

    “Slacker, it was important that I contact you,” the old man’s voice echoed in his mind, as though he had been shouting from across a chasm. The stone vibrated with each word the man said. “You will be meeting another that shares your quest. Another individual from another realm, different from yours or the one you find yourself currently in. This person will know your name, and of your quest. They have been sent to assist you and your friend Njord. Keep vigilant for their arrival.” Aegis’ voice trailed off, then went silent. The stone in Slacker’s hand no longer vibrated.

    Just as the half-kender was about to relate what had just happened to Njord, who stood next to Slacker wondering if he had gone daft, for he had called his name more than once with no reply, the stone was snatched out of his hand. At first, Slacker thought it was Aunt Addie, and her attempt to gain his attention, but he realized quickly that it was in fact a young girl. She wore shabby clothes, a torn skirt and dirty tunic, and had no shoes on her feet. Her face was dirty, and it looked as though she hadn’t washed her hair in quite some time. So surprised was Slacker, that she was able to dart away without hindrance, dodging deftly around Njord, who feared dropping his crate of cabbages.

    The girl took of like a spooked jack rabbit, and about as quickly, ducking past a horse that was being led by an aged man. He appeared to be a farmer, with a straw hat, and dirty overalls, and a red kerchief in his back pocket. As she moved by, she swatted the beast of burden on its hindquarters, causing it to rear up on its hind legs. The horse nearly yanked the rope from the farmer’s hands, but he worked at calming the animal, but in doing so, blocked the street with the frightened horse.

    Then she darted down a cluttered ally way, jumping and leaping past fallen boxes and crates. It was obvious that she had taken this route before, as she seemed to know the layout of the land very well. As she neared a tipped cart at the end of the ally, a large dog rushed out, barking loudly, forcing her to slow her escape.

    OOC
    The Chase is on! The street urchin has initiative, and proceeds as noted above. For this scenario we will be using Chase Cards by Paizo. See the planner for specifics, or PM me with any questions!

    You guys are up! Whacha gonna do?

    The Chase Layout
    1. Spooked Horse

    2. Cluttered Alleyway

    3. Angry Mutt

    4. Fruit Cart

    5. Pothole

    6. Crowded Street
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    "Heywhereyagoin'don'tbeafraidjustcuzNjordisbigdoes n'tmeanhe'smean!"

    Slacker loved a good chase scene. He ducked down to roll between the horses legs. He dodged, he weaved, he made a feint for the roll only to realize it was too dangerous, he...dodged and weaved more and finally just went for it, catching a hoof in the face that would surely leave a black eye.

    "Ahh!"

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    tries to move past card 1 The Spooked Horse
    Acrobatics d20+9= 21, fail.
    The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."

    “I will,” Darvig uttered.

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    The horse proved to be more skittish than Slacker was prepared for, and he was nearly stomped on by the creatures powerful hooves. The farmer tugged and pulled on the reigns, calling out soothingly to the beast to attempt to calm it down.

    OOC
    Slacker fails attempt to pass first card, but may attempt to try again next round. He may also attempt to pass through two cards as a full round action as well next time around.

    Still Njord this round! Reminder: Njord has a crate of cabbages in his hands right now.
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