Heroica RPG - Quest #58: Brothers-in-Arms

[Chromeknight]

Such talk from him is surprising. I would have thought that he could hold both his liquor and his tongue. But to take a ship, he'd first have to be on one...

A thought occurs to Nerwen. She steps back to the crying sailor.

A couple of gold coins and a place to stay if you can answer my question truly, young man. Did someone buy you the drinks that left you here asleep? Did they perhaps have shaggy blonde hair? A name perhaps?

Yes, I know Reno's a redhead like his brother. Yes, Nerwen knows that too. If Sailor boy wants to just be agreeable to get the gold, fine. But if he corrects my misinformation, then we're getting somewhere.

Edited February 20, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Khorne]

"Reno left Eubric?" Eric faked astonishment. "That's too bad, I was hoping to see him again here. It's been a while since we last met. He still owes me for saving his life, so I figured I'd come visit here so he could buy me a drink. Did he mention where he went to?"

[Sandy]

A couple of gold coins and a place to stay if you can answer my question truly, young man. Did someone buy you the drinks that left you here asleep? Did they perhaps have shaggy blonde hair? A name perhaps?

"Oh, thank you, missus! I seem to have misplaced my coinpurse somewhere, too. It was my shipmates that urged me into a drinking contest. That's the last thing I remember... By Neron, this is not my day!"

"Reno left Eubric?" Eric faked astonishment. "That's too bad, I was hoping to see him again here. It's been a while since we last met. He still owes me for saving his life, so I figured I'd come visit here so he could buy me a drink. Did he mention where he went to?"

"Nope, 'e did not say nothing, and refused to take me wiv 'im. Said that it was no place for a pretty young lass such as I. Oh, Reno..."

[Chromeknight]

Thank you. one last question. Did you see Reno Boneparte in here before you passed out?

True to her word, Nerwen gives the young sailor a note with directions to the temple of Sem and 5 gold.

Take this to Master Longhorn. he will show you somewhere to stay until yo find a berth that will take you home.

Edited February 21, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Sandy]

Thank you. one last question. Did you see Reno Boneparte in here before you passed out?

True to her word, Nerwen gives the young sailor a note with directions to the temple of Sem and 5 gold.

Take this to Master Longhorn. he will show you somewhere to stay until yo find a berth that will take you home.

"Reno who? Sorry, I'm not from around here, I don't know the local celebrities... Thanks madam, but I'd much rather do what I know best - find a ship crew to enlist to. Do you happen to know any?"

Party:

Guts Holla (Scubacarrot)

44 year old male human Raider

Level 23 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*Immune to

Weakened

,

Asleep

,

Confused

,

Blinded

,

Darkness

and

Ice

*

Power:

54

(23+28+3)

, 35 for ranged attacks

(23+9+3)

Health:

36/36

(7+22+7)

Gold:

166

Equipment:

Lifestealer (WP: 28,

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental, attacks restore 3 health; dagger), Dancing Shoes (In the turn after a miss is rolled, the wearer can act twice; immunity to

asleep

-,

confused

- and

blinded

-effects and to

darkness

and

ice

-elements; footwear), Pugilist's Gloves (+2 Power; immunity to

weakened

-effect; handwear), Spiked Collar (+1 Power; accessory)

Inventory:

Stag Antlers (WP:10, intimidation; halberd), Fafnir (WP:14; greatsword), Throwing Knife (WP:9, light-elemental; retrievable), Throwing Axe (WP:5; retrievable), Hollow Dagger (WP:6, hollow; dagger), 10 Grand Potion, Grand Tonic, Elixir, 10 Remedy, 3 Phoenix Essence, 10 Mead, 10 Smelling Salts, 10 Nostrum, Metasimian Ale, 5 Smoke Bomb, 2 Deadly Venom, 2 Neutralizer, Shovel, Telescope, Magic Compass, Magnifying Glass, Pickaxe, Bedroll, 3 Mythril Shard

Eric (Khorne)

30 year old Human Nord Raider

Level 21 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*

Immune to Fragile

*

*Evasion*

*Encouraged*

Power:

40

(21+19)

Defense:

5

Health:

39/39

(8+20+7+4)

Gold:

36

Equipment:

Godricsleif (WP:19;

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental; greatsword), Counterstrike Gloves (Counter with strength equal to their level after getting hit by a Free Hit; handwear), Boots of Evasion (Wearer takes half damage in front row; footwear), Heavy Armor (SP:5, immunity to fragile; bodywear)

Inventory:

Drengazuli Grom'az (WP:6; dual strike, Lightning-elemental; axe), Sticky Gloves (+50% gold from stealing), 2 Diseased Silverfish Wings (WP:8, inflicts cursed; retrievable); 6 Silverfish Wings (WP:8; retrievable), Garnet (Earth), Scroll of Sleep, 12 Grand Potions, Venom, 10 Meads, 10 Smelling Salts, 5 Nostrum, Mulled Wine, Fire Bomb, Lightning Bomb,

Nerwen Calmcacil (Chromeknight)

***Party Leader***

262 year old female Elven Shaman

Level 17

*Immune to Sealed*

*Encouraged*

Power:

31

(17+14)

Defense:

3

Health:

34/34

(9+16+6+3)

Ether:

26/27

(5+16+1+3)

Gold:

31

Equipment:

Magical Staff (WP:14,

water

-elemental, staff), Robe of the Archmage(SP:3, Max.Ether+5, immunity to sealed; bodywear), White Cloak (+3 Max Health; backwear)

Inventory:

Mourning Star (WP:9, inflicts fragile-effect; mace), Shackles of War (prevents anyone fleeing; accessory),

Sapphire

,

Emerald

,

Ruby

, Scroll of Sleep, Scroll of Sealing, 3 Grand Tonics, 2 Potions, 3 Elixirs, 2 Remedies, Phoenix Essence, Phoenix Incense, Essence of Sorrow (50% assassination chance on non-immune target), Mead, Venom, Fire Bomb, 2 Ice Bombs , Bone, Shovel, Bedroll

[Khorne]

"Nope, 'e did not say nothing, and refused to take me wiv 'im. Said that it was no place for a pretty young lass such as I. Oh, Reno..."

"That sounds quite mysterious. Well, since he didn't say anything about the place not being suited for good-looking Nords, I guess I'll just have to go and find where he went. I already saved him once, the drink afterwards will only be greater once I help him for a second time." Eric grinned. With a seductive look in his eyes, he addressed Muriel once more. "Here's two gold for your trouble, Muriel, buy something nice with it. Perhaps something sweet to match your personality."

Eric normally wouldn't go around spending his hard-earned coin on such follies, but he had a weak for redheads, and this one was a redhead. A piratey one at that. Before he left Muriel, he lay his large hand on the side of her head and stroked her cheeck with his thumb. He asked her, "Is there anything else you remember? Every hint or help would be of great assistance if I am to find our friend again."

The Nord seemingly hadn't lost his slickness yet.

[Sandy]

"Is there anything else you remember? Every hint or help would be of great assistance if I am to find our friend again."

Something lit up in Mariel's eye.

"Me name's Mariel, not Muriel, but I don't mind. Ye're awfully nice, sir. Maybe we can continue this discussion upstairs in me chamber, if ye catch me drift..."

The barmaid winked with her visible eye - which doesn't quite give the impression it should. She was nevertheless seemingly keen to forget all about Reno in that instant.

Party:

Guts Holla (Scubacarrot)

44 year old male human Raider

Level 23 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*Immune to

Weakened

,

Asleep

,

Confused

,

Blinded

,

Darkness

and

Ice

*

Power:

54

(23+28+3)

, 35 for ranged attacks

(23+9+3)

Health:

36/36

(7+22+7)

Gold:

166

Equipment:

Lifestealer (WP: 28,

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental, attacks restore 3 health; dagger), Dancing Shoes (In the turn after a miss is rolled, the wearer can act twice; immunity to

asleep

-,

confused

- and

blinded

-effects and to

darkness

and

ice

-elements; footwear), Pugilist's Gloves (+2 Power; immunity to

weakened

-effect; handwear), Spiked Collar (+1 Power; accessory)

Inventory:

Stag Antlers (WP:10, intimidation; halberd), Fafnir (WP:14; greatsword), Throwing Knife (WP:9, light-elemental; retrievable), Throwing Axe (WP:5; retrievable), Hollow Dagger (WP:6, hollow; dagger), 10 Grand Potion, Grand Tonic, Elixir, 10 Remedy, 3 Phoenix Essence, 10 Mead, 10 Smelling Salts, 10 Nostrum, Metasimian Ale, 5 Smoke Bomb, 2 Deadly Venom, 2 Neutralizer, Shovel, Telescope, Magic Compass, Magnifying Glass, Pickaxe, Bedroll, 3 Mythril Shard

Eric (Khorne)

30 year old Human Nord Raider

Level 21 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*

Immune to Fragile

*

*Evasion*

*Encouraged*

Power:

40

(21+19)

Defense:

5

Health:

39/39

(8+20+7+4)

Gold:

34

Equipment:

Godricsleif (WP:19;

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental; greatsword), Counterstrike Gloves (Counter with strength equal to their level after getting hit by a Free Hit; handwear), Boots of Evasion (Wearer takes half damage in front row; footwear), Heavy Armor (SP:5, immunity to fragile; bodywear)

Inventory:

Drengazuli Grom'az (WP:6; dual strike, Lightning-elemental; axe), Sticky Gloves (+50% gold from stealing), 2 Diseased Silverfish Wings (WP:8, inflicts cursed; retrievable); 6 Silverfish Wings (WP:8; retrievable), Garnet (Earth), Scroll of Sleep, 12 Grand Potions, Venom, 10 Meads, 10 Smelling Salts, 5 Nostrum, Mulled Wine, Fire Bomb, Lightning Bomb,

Nerwen Calmcacil (Chromeknight)

***Party Leader***

262 year old female Elven Shaman

Level 17

*Immune to Sealed*

*Encouraged*

Power:

31

(17+14)

Defense:

3

Health:

34/34

(9+16+6+3)

Ether:

26/27

(5+16+1+3)

Gold:

31

Equipment:

Magical Staff (WP:14,

water

-elemental, staff), Robe of the Archmage(SP:3, Max.Ether+5, immunity to sealed; bodywear), White Cloak (+3 Max Health; backwear)

Inventory:

Mourning Star (WP:9, inflicts fragile-effect; mace), Shackles of War (prevents anyone fleeing; accessory),

Sapphire

,

Emerald

,

Ruby

, Scroll of Sleep, Scroll of Sealing, 3 Grand Tonics, 2 Potions, 3 Elixirs, 2 Remedies, Phoenix Essence, Phoenix Incense, Essence of Sorrow (50% assassination chance on non-immune target), Mead, Venom, Fire Bomb, 2 Ice Bombs , Bone, Shovel, Bedroll

[Chromeknight]

"Reno who? Sorry, I'm not from around here, I don't know the local celebrities... Thanks madam, but I'd much rather do what I know best - find a ship crew to enlist to. Do you happen to know any?"

I am sorry, I do not. But I expect we will need one if Reno has left Eubric. Thank you though. I pray you will get home safely.

Nerwen looks around to see if there is anyone they have not yet spoken to about Reno.

Seeing that Guts was just sitting staring she said to him softly.

Perhaps those old sailors do know something. But they are unlikely to spill it unless to somone playing their game. And I think you would be much better at that sort of thing than I.

Edited February 22, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Scubacarrot]

Guts nodded. he walked up the old men, and said:

"Alright, let's play some Trip Traps, loser buys the round."

[Khorne]

Something lit up in Mariel's eye.

"Me name's Mariel, not Muriel, but I don't mind. Ye're awfully nice, sir. Maybe we can continue this discussion upstairs in me chamber, if ye catch me drift..."

The barmaid winked with her visible eye - which doesn't quite give the impression it should. She was nevertheless seemingly keen to forget all about Reno in that instant.

Eric's grin turned wider. He looked over his shoulder at his party members. They seemed like they'd be busy for a while, so Eric had plenty of time. He lay his arm around Mariel's shoulders. "Yes, perhaps it would be better to continue this discussion in your chamber."

[Sandy]

"Alright, let's play some Trip Traps, loser buys the round."

"What is it with you youngin's always flounting your purses? Didn't your momma tell you to save it up for a rainy day?"

"Aye! Neron knows I drank all my hard-earned gold down my throat as a lad. Could probably live up there in Sungold Hill nowadays if I hadn't..."

"The young men nowadays are none the wiser. Dumber still, if you ask me. Have you seen some of these city boys, dressed up all fancy like girls? Frills and all!"

"All hope is lost for the future generations, mark my words! Those sloppy sods could not defend themselves from a rabid shiprat, if they had to face one!"

"Squawk!"

It seems that the old sailors have no interest in playing Trip-Trap.

"Yes, perhaps it would be better to continue this discussion in your chamber."

"Ooh! Right this way, sir..."

The bartender Cuttler sees Eric disappear upstairs with the barmaid, and shouts after them in vain.

"Mariel, where are you going?! The tables need serving! Neron and Neredice have mercy, what do I do with that trollop?"

***

As Eric buckles his trousers back up, Mariel lays on her narrow bunk, her skin red with an afterglow.

"Me word, sir... Ye've got quite a weapon in yer possession, I must say! Poor Reno pales in comparison... Just so you know, I saw 'im making some sorta deals with them weregators when they first came 'ere. 'E forbade me to tell anyone, though, but I don't care about 'im anymore. But pray tell me, when will we see each other again?"

Mariel lifts up her eyepatch and gazes at Eric with her brown doe eyes.

[Scubacarrot]

Guts rolls his eyes as the Nord goes upstairs with the serving lass, those types laid with all kinds of men, and the Raider wouldn't be surprised if she carried a disease or two. These old men were also worthless. Guts would be surprised if one of them put foot on a ship in twenty years or longer. The raider got up, and proceeded to stand next to Nerwen, he remarked:

"The old fools know nothing, I'm sorry to report. I'm thinking we should head back, where's that Nord gone to?"

The Raider didn't like this place, it was loud, it smelled, and the watery rum was terrible. Perhaps he had gone soft, spending all that time drinking fine wine in the relative comfort of the hall.

Edited February 23, 2013 by Scubacarrot

[Chromeknight]

We could leave, but where would we go? We have not found the information we seek. It would look poor to return to Fort Boneparte so quickly. But yes, perhaps that is what we must do. We shall wait for Eric to return, then leave. I thought that I saw him head upstairs with the barmaid.

Nerwen thought for a space. Her hands itched as if for a bar fight. Then she asked Guts,

Did you ask them directly about Reno Boneparte? Perhaps in their gossiping they might have heard something. Better yet, I will.

Nerwen approached the old sailors. She stood before them waiting for their attention to settle on her. When it had she said,

Likely you old sots can not tell a reef knot from a half hitch. But on the off chance you do pay attention to things I have a wager for you. Tell me three true things about Reno Boneparte that I did not know and I'll buy you all a drink. Fail and you can stand the whole bar a tankard. Deal?

Edited February 23, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Khorne]

As Eric buckles his trousers back up, Mariel lays on her narrow bunk, her skin red with an afterglow.

"Me word, sir... Ye've got quite a weapon in yer possession, I must say! Poor Reno pales in comparison... Just so you know, I saw 'im making some sorta deals with them weregators when they first came 'ere. 'E forbade me to tell anyone, though, but I don't care about 'im anymore. But pray tell me, when will we see each other again?"

Mariel lifts up her eyepatch and gazes at Eric with her brown doe eyes.

Eric put his gambeson and chainmail armor back on. While he straps on his weapons, he replies: "I'll return soon, but I've got to find Reno first." He then left the room and hurried downstairs.

The pub was still bustling with people, but it didn't take the Nord too long to spot his party members. He walked up to them and casually said: "You talked with those crocodiles yet? From what I heard, Reno made some sort of deal with them before he left."

[Sandy]

Likely you old sots can not tell a reef knot from a half hitch. But on the off chance you do pay attention to things I have a wager for you. Tell me three true things about Reno Boneparte that I did not know and I'll buy you all a drink. Fail and you can stand the whole bar a tankard. Deal?

"Did you say Reno? Why, he's an old chap of ours!"

"Sure, we know Reno! He's not quite as seasoned as us, but a great drinking buddy nevertheless!"

"Do you want to speak to him, then? We can take you to him, for sure!"

"Aye! Just follow us. He's lodging just around the corner from here."

"Squawk! Mayday! Mayday! Save Our Souls!"

The old gang of sailors all stand up, ready to lead the party out of the bar.

[Scubacarrot]

Guts whispered to Nerwen:

"It's a trap, they're lying. Prepare for battle. I wouldn't be surprised if those beards were fake, as well."

Guts got up, ready to follow the old men, but not before casually taking a Nostrum, Smelling Salts and Mead.

[Chromeknight]

Eric's return gave Nerwen another lead to follow, though she was not going to ask how he came by his information. Speaking to the oldies she said,

We will follow you, but give us a moment to finish our business here.

Moving back to the Weregators, Nerwen sat down again and smiled a toothy grin.

Pardon me, Captain Dundee, we are looking for our friend Reno, perhaps you have spoken to him recently?

Edited February 23, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Sandy]

Pardon me, Captain Dundee, we are looking for our friend Reno, perhaps you have spoken to him recently?

"You mean Reno Bonaparte? He return us toll and give us advice where sell fruit and cocoa. He generous man."

[Chromeknight]

"You mean Reno Bonaparte? He return us toll and give us advice where sell fruit and cocoa. He generous man."

That is generous indeed. And were you generous to him also?

[Sandy]

That is generous indeed. And were you generous to him also?

Captain Dundee flashed a toothy smile to Nerwen.

"Business secrets, spear-eared woman. Must not tell."

"Vamos, capitán?"

"Un momento, Sobeca."

The captain emptied his goblet and rose up, ready to leave. His two crewmen followed his example. The elderly sailors were also waiting for the party at the door.

"Are you coming or not? We don't have all day!"

"Actually, we do. We've retired, remember?"

[Scubacarrot]

Guts, his hand casually resting on the hilt of his blade, and a mysterious grin on his face, got up, and said: "I'm ready." If he would kill these old men, and these Crocs, he would.

[Chromeknight]

Captain Dundee flashed a toothy smile to Nerwen.

"Business secrets, spear-eared woman. Must not tell."

The captain emptied his goblet and rose up, ready to leave. His two crewmen followed his example.

Nerwen nods and says casually, without trace of threat.

Business. I understand. I understand keeping secrets too. You appear to have a grasp of how things are done here. We will see you around.

Then she stepped over to where Guts waited with the bearded men.

The elderly sailors were also waiting for the party at the door.

"Are you coming or not? We don't have all day!"

"Actually, we do. We've retired, remember?"

I am now ready also.

I do not believe we have been properly introduced, my name is Nerwen Calmcacil, Elven Shaman. And yours are?

She looked around for Eric, having lost sight of him briefly whilst she exchanged words with the weregators.

We need only wait for our friend, then we will see what you have to show us.

Edited February 24, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Khorne]

Eric watched the Elven Shaman talk to the walking crocodiles. The talk seemed rather short, though. It was obvious she wasn't able to wrestle any new information from the captain and his crew. He felt disappointed with the apparent lack of dedication the Elf had. From what Eric was able to deduce, the leader of the crocodiles had produced a friendly smile and brushed Nerwen off. In his opinion, the Shaman should've pressed on, tricked or intimidated the captain into talking. People talk, they all do eventually. Sometimes it takes breaking some bones or shedding some blood to encourage them, but in the end you'd get information.

Eric was itching to question the greenskins himself, but time was of essence. Reno had to be found fast and the rest of his party was already pressing on. They seemed to have arranged some sort of meeting with a bunch of old coots. Eric eyed the crocodiles a final time and sighed. The Nordic Mead has stirred his bloodlust once more and he craved for violence. The crocodiles were lucky. With a stern face, the Nord made his way to the old men. He took some Smelling Salts and a Nostrum. Something seemed odd and Eric just knew never to trust a pirate. Even if they were old, cripple and demented.

"Let's go."

[Chromeknight]

Speaking to the sailors she said

We are ready. Lead on.

Edited February 25, 2013 by Chromeknight

[Sandy]

The oldest of the pirates and the apparent leader of the bunch tips his hat off to Nerwen.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintace, ma'am. You can call me Meathook, and these are my old crewmates."

"Greybeard at your service, ma'am."

"My name's Guybrush of the Threepwood family."

"I'm Popeye, the Sailor of the Seventeen Seas, and the squawker is Parakeet. He's spent too much time with his parrot, so just ignore him."

"Squawk! Man over board! Land ahoy! Mayday! Squawk!"

The gang of elderly sailors lead the party out of the Merry Mermaid, and into a narrow street a few blocks away. There they usher the heroes through a door into a dark room.

"Sorry we have to do this, ma'am, but we can't betray our old captain Jolly Roger."

"Or Reno, as you know him."

"Yeah, he paid us enough to keep us on the rum for the rest of our lives, if we were to take care of any nosy inquirers."

"Enough of this blabber, just get 'em, fellows!"

"Squawk! Save our souls!"

PREPARE FOR BATTLE!

Enemies:

Retired Pirate Meathook

Type: Humanoid

Level: 21

Health: 278/278

Special:

Old Habits Die Hard

– Steals one of each consumable item that gives a positive effect from the target and uses them on self.

Drops: 30 gold

Retired Pirate Greybeard

Type: Humanoid

Level: 21

Health: 278/278

Special:

Old Habits Die Hard

– Steals one of each consumable item that gives a positive effect from the target and uses them on self.

Drops: 30 gold

Retired Pirate Guybrush

Type: Humanoid

Level: 21

Health: 278/278

Special:

Old Habits Die Hard

– Steals one of each consumable item that gives a positive effect from the target and uses them on self.

Drops: 30 gold

Retired Pirate Popeye

Type: Humanoid

Level: 21

Health: 278/278

Special:

Old Habits Die Hard

– Steals one of each consumable item that gives a positive effect from the target and uses them on self.

Drops: 30 gold

Retired Pirate Parakeet

Type: Humanoid

Level: 21

Health: 278/278

Special:

Old Habits Die Hard

– Steals one of each consumable item that gives a positive effect from the target and uses them on self.

Drops: 30 gold

Party:

Guts Holla (Scubacarrot)

44 year old male human Raider

Level 23 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*Immune to

Weakened

,

Asleep

,

Confused

,

Blinded

,

Darkness

and

Ice

*

*Encouraged*

*Hastened*

*Lucky*

Power:

54

(23+28+3)

, 35 for ranged attacks

(23+9+3)

Health:

36/36

(7+22+7)

Gold:

166

Equipment:

Lifestealer (WP: 28,

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental, attacks restore 3 health; dagger), Dancing Shoes (In the turn after a miss is rolled, the wearer can act twice; immunity to

asleep

-,

confused

- and

blinded

-effects and to

darkness

and

ice

-elements; footwear), Pugilist's Gloves (+2 Power; immunity to

weakened

-effect; handwear), Spiked Collar (+1 Power; accessory)

Inventory:

Stag Antlers (WP:10, intimidation; halberd), Fafnir (WP:14; greatsword), Throwing Knife (WP:9, light-elemental; retrievable), Throwing Axe (WP:5; retrievable), Hollow Dagger (WP:6, hollow; dagger), 10 Grand Potion, Grand Tonic, Elixir, 10 Remedy, 3 Phoenix Essence, 9 Mead, 9 Smelling Salts, 9 Nostrum, Metasimian Ale, 5 Smoke Bomb, 2 Deadly Venom, 2 Neutralizer, Shovel, Telescope, Magic Compass, Magnifying Glass, Pickaxe, Bedroll, 3 Mythril Shard

Eric (Khorne)

30 year old Human Nord Raider

Level 21 1/3

*Natural Respite*

*

Immune to Fragile

*

*Evasion*

*Encouraged*

*Hastened*

*Lucky*

Power:

40

(21+19)

Defense:

5

Health:

39/39

(8+20+7+4)

Gold:

34

Equipment:

Godricsleif (WP:19;

ice

- and

darkness

-elemental; greatsword), Counterstrike Gloves (Counter with strength equal to their level after getting hit by a Free Hit; handwear), Boots of Evasion (Wearer takes half damage in front row; footwear), Heavy Armor (SP:5, immunity to fragile; bodywear)

Inventory:

Drengazuli Grom'az (WP:6; dual strike, Lightning-elemental; axe), Sticky Gloves (+50% gold from stealing), 2 Diseased Silverfish Wings (WP:8, inflicts cursed; retrievable); 6 Silverfish Wings (WP:8; retrievable), Garnet (Earth), Scroll of Sleep, 12 Grand Potions, Venom, 10 Meads, 9 Smelling Salts, 4 Nostrum, Mulled Wine, Fire Bomb, Lightning Bomb,

Nerwen Calmcacil (Chromeknight)

***Party Leader***

262 year old female Elven Shaman

Level 17

*Immune to Sealed*

*Encouraged*

Power:

31

(17+14)

Defense:

3

Health:

34/34

(9+16+6+3)

Ether:

26/27

(5+16+1+3)

Gold:

31

Equipment:

Magical Staff (WP:14,

water

-elemental, staff), Robe of the Archmage(SP:3, Max.Ether+5, immunity to sealed; bodywear), White Cloak (+3 Max Health; backwear)

Inventory:

Mourning Star (WP:9, inflicts fragile-effect; mace), Shackles of War (prevents anyone fleeing; accessory),

Sapphire

,

Emerald

,

Ruby

, Scroll of Sleep, Scroll of Sealing, 3 Grand Tonics, 2 Potions, 3 Elixirs, 2 Remedies, Phoenix Essence, Phoenix Incense, Essence of Sorrow (50% assassination chance on non-immune target), Mead, Venom, Fire Bomb, 2 Ice Bombs , Bone, Shovel, Bedroll

Party leader, post the order of action. Everyone, post your actions and targets.