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Marcus watches without much interest as the others at the tavern react to Leonidas. You'd think none of them had ever seen magic before.

Mechanics

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Short rest: spend 2 surges to regain full hp, regain use of encounter powers.

Combat Block

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Marcus Aemilianus

Male Human Blackguard 3
Languages: Brenissian, Common
Age: 33
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 185 lbs.

Speed: 5
Initiative: +2
Passive Perception: 11
Passive Insight: 11
Senses: Normal Vision

AC: 21
Fort: 17
Reflex: 16
Will: 16
HP: 41+1/41
Bloodied: 20
Surge Value: 10
Surges left: 10/12
Action Points: 0

MBA (Valiant Srike):

• with club, +9 vs AC, 1d6+5 damage
• with dagger, +10 vs AC, 1d4+5 damage
• for both, I gain an additional +1 to attack for each adjacent enemy and deal +3 damage to enemies granting CA
• I will usually be using my feat ability to change damage type to thunder, which provides +2 damage and activates my sliding from mark of storm
  RBA: +3 vs AC (+7 with dagger), 1d4+2 damage (+3 more with CA)

Resistances: None

Vulnerabilities: None

Saves: None

Active Effects:

• +3 damage when I have CA
• +1 stealth from footpads
• all allies get +1 shield bonus to AC

Powers:

Focused Discipline
Valiant Strike
Vengeance Strike
Dominator's Strike

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Second Wind []
Dread Smite [][]*
Shroud of Shadow []
Vice's Reward [_]

• Can only use once per turn
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Consumables:

None.

Important Features:

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Dark Menace: Whenever I make a weapon attack against an enemy granting me CA, the enemy takes extra damage equal to my charisma modifier (+3)

Spirit of Vice (Domination): Once per round when I have THP, I can take a free action to do damage to myself right before making an attack roll against a target. The damage is equal to my charisma modifier (+3), and I can then gain a damage bonus to that attack equal to the same amount.

Power of Skill: +1 to untrained skill checks, and I can use Valiant Strike as an MBA.

Power of the Storm: +2 to intimidate checks. When I use Valiant Strike, I can choose to change its damage type to thunder (the power gains the thunder keyword and loses the keyword of its former damage types). If I do this, I gain a +2 bonus to the damage roll.

Devout Protector Expertise: I gain a +1 feat bonus to weapon attack rolls made with a one-handed melee weapon, and a +1 feat bonus to implement attack rolls made with a holy symbol. While I use a shield, my allies gain a +1 shield bonus to AC.

Mark of Storm: Slide enemies 1 square when hitting with lightning or thunder powers. +1 to fly speed. Can master and perform certain rituals.

"Hold on, hold on," the tavernkeeper grumbles at Varon, making his way toward the basement. "I have more supplies in the attic, but, as I discussed, that's off-limits. I'll find you a few sacks in case you find more supplies." He fiddles with the door latch and plods down the stairs, out of sight.

Weasel raises his hands in a skeptical gesture. "Yeah... biter in the attic. And why haven't we done anything about that yet?" he asks quietly.

"That was his wife up there," Redros, the poacher, sternly reminds him. "It doesn't make sense to me either, but it's not my place to say."

Elene, the street urchin girl scoffs. "Stupid old man. Somebody's going to get bit with that thing up there. Plus I'm sure there's all sorta useful junk just goin' to waste."

Leonidas watches the innkeeper descends to the cellar, listening as the others explain the situation in the attic. Really? We've got one of those in here? That seems like an unnecessary risk. He lies down on the table and sighs. Any trace of his wife's gone now. Keeping her up there puts us all in danger.

Aurelius grumbled slightly. "I've got a thought or two but I'll bite my tongue."

"It is a risk, but only for those who decide to ignore the warnings," Marcus says, shooting a glance at the street urchin. "Until we have more safe spaces to reside in we are bound by his rules, so for now best to pretend the creature isn't there." Once we've expanded our zone of safe haven, perhaps then we can dispose of the vile creature. And the tavernkeep too, if he chooses to resist.

"I suppose you're right. We can't really deal with it now, no matter how much I would like to." Aurelius sighed and looked around. "Let me know when we're on the way out." He says calmly, trying not to let that knowledge bother him. He kneels down in a corner and begins to pray quietly.

Prayer Time

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"In your light, we're guided, and in your healing hands protected. Aurelia, I, your humble servant, asks for you to lead the way for me -- To give me the power to protect those I am pledged to serve and the strength to avenge those who have fallen. I thank you for all you have given me. Amen."

Mechanics

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Relgion as part of my prayer?: 12(1d20) +7 = 19

Varon walks to back to one of the tables, and puts his gear down. "That'll help, thanks."
Fuck. They've got kids in this place for fuck's sake. Someone will need to deal with that thing, before it get's loose.

After a moment, the tavernkeeper returns from the basement, handing a burlap sack to each of the survivors planning on leaving. "Used to hold potatoes and other food supplies. The dirt's harmless," he says.

"You know," comes the voice of Mahren, a handsome, bronze-skinned man with a well-tailored apron. "I could probably fashion some packs for you, since it seems like these runs are going to continue."

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather outfit the rest of us for armor like these boys?" Athena says with a shrug, fanning a hand toward the newcomers. "It's not as if the supply-runners are the only ones in danger."

Mahren nods. "If I had enough leather I could do both. Keep an eye out."

"I'll follow you," Kam says to Marcus, holding the staff, weary-eyed. "Not the front door, right?"

Aurelius

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Your raise your prayer to Aurelia. When you stand up, you catch the Princess looking your way. She offers a soft smile and gives you a nod.

Aurelius catches her look and smiles before quickly turning away. It is not your place to get tied up in these things, Aurelius thinks to himself. "Perhaps we can make a detour on the way if things don't get too hairy." He says, taking a moment to think.

Mechanics

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Streetwise to think about if I know about any local leatherworkers?: 11(1d20) = 11

"Protection is more vital than fancy bags," Marcus responds to Mahren and Athena. "If the temple proves worthy of relocation, everyone needs as much protection as they can get. Though we can keep an eye out for more leather as well."

At Kam's question, he turns to face the man. "Yes, we go from the roof for now, those creatures don't seem to grasp the concept of climbing, or at least have not pieced together that we do so. It is currently our safest route in and out of here."

Leonidas makes a mental note about the leather, hoping to prove his use even further by outfitting the rest of the Mare's inhabitants. Maybe there's a tanner someplace nearby. Doubt we'll be that lucky though. Then again, we did find that warehouse. He pounces down behind Marcus, eager to get out and get going.

Varon nods as he takes a sack and fills it with his gear. "Thanks, that will help."
This trip better be good for a new backpack at least.

The four of you, accompanied by Einkill, Athena, and Kam, make your way up the stairs. Along the way, you find Smock and Guthrik cleaning up the room of Presius, where man lays lifeless on a blood-soaked, ruined rug — a deep gash in one destroyed eyehole.

"We were going to roll him up in this rug and then slide him though the window. Or maybe... carry him up to the roof and deal with him there," the orc says, looking at the group of you with concern. "A pulley system might be of benefit in the future if we are relying on the roof as our entry."

Athena's eyebrows raise. "What the hell happened here?"

The Who and Where

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Calepha Avenue — Western Plaza — The Gilded Mare

Burtin
Drozga
Rorsi
Jozanta
Bessia
Mathilda
Mahren
Liviana
Bastia
Isdren
Elene
Tomas
Redros
Weasel
Cassia

Inn Level

Guthrik
Smock
Presius
Marcus
Leonidas
Aurelius
Varon
Athena
Kam
Einkill

Leonidas eyes the grizzly scene uneasily as he struts along towards the exit. Gods, there's no easy way to clean that up. I pity whoever has to sleep in that room next.

"He killed himself," Marcus responds matter-of-factly to Athena. "This whole situation really got to him." And he might have been insane. Or potentially prophetic. Time will tell. He nods to Guthrik but doesn't respond, having not much knowledge of pulleys, or much input to add on the subject.

"I'm sorry to hear that. That truly is terrible." He says, looking over the scene with a look of sadness and disgust. Aurelius also knows little of the magic that is engineering, so he too inputs nothing.

"Aye, it's a shame," Einkill agrees, nodding solemnly.

Athena stares on, offering an eventual shrug. "He lost his mind before we found him. It was only a matter of time before something happened, honestly. I'm just glad he only got Tobias and himself."

Kam says nothing, instead continuing to follow Einkill as you make your way down the hallway and up the ladder to the roof. The climb down the thick ivy takes a few minutes for the seven of you, but thankfully you don't encounter any issue.

Einkill leads you down the alley to the south, stepping around a pile of the dead as he goes. At a junction, he turns back.

"Well, we can take this two ways, how I see it. We can follow the main street south and the avenue east, that should get us straight to the Bazzidono. Or, we can take the alleys. It'll take longer, but we might hit less trouble."

"Only, things will be a lot tighter if we do," Athena says.

Einkill nods. "Right."

"Whatever you think is best," Kam says to the group, mostly eyeing Marcus.

The Who and Where

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Calepha Avenue — Western Plaza — The Gilded Mare

Presumably...

Burtin
Drozga
Rorsi
Jozanta
Bessia
Mathilda
Mahren
Liviana
Bastia
Isdren
Elene
Tomas
Redros
Weasel
Cassia
Guthrik
Smock

South of the Mare

Marcus
Leonidas
Aurelius
Varon
Athena
Kam
Einkill

"Surely, a tighter trip with less chance of conflict would be better, yes?" Aurelius says, looking around as well. "Though obviously, we need to remain on our guard anyways."

"I'm not so sure," Marcus responds, thinking over their situation. "As Athena so keenly pointed out, if there is trouble, being in an alley is much worse. On the first day of this madness we had an entire alleyway set on fire before us by someone seeking to keep loot for themselves. I don't think that is a situations we should be putting ourselves in again."

Leonidas listens on as the others deliberate on the best course of action. He sits down, letting the others figure it out as he'd prefer to not shift back into his human form just to respond to idea. Marcus seems competent. Whatever he thinks is best should be fine. I'd trust his advice over a rookie guard, at least.

Mechanics

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Perception to find a safer looking path: 8(1d20) +14 = 22

Aurelius and Marcus

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You noticed the waterfront on your right as you walked, just on the other side of the line of buildings next to you. While it may add a minute or two onto your trip, and you don't know what threats may be there, it could be a route around this pack.

A couple alleys crawl off to the left, allowing an alternate — if tighter — way toward the south-easterly direction you're intending to go. In addition, there is a small lane before the arch that intersects you and runs east, but it would mean doubling back a minute or so.

Mechanics

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13(1d20) +7 = 20; 18(1d20) +4 = 22
Varon starts for a brick or stone that might be useful to distract the incoming foes. And if found, tries to acquire without making noise.
20 perception, 22 thievery

Varon

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You catch sight of a loose stone in the side of the street just a bodylength away. Bending down, you slide it free with a subtle scrape and heft it in your hand.

It is the size of an apple, and you feel like you could toss it pretty easily with a decent wind-up.

OOC

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If you wanna toss it, just roll an RBA. Feel free to treat it as a heavy thrown weapon that you have proficiency in.

Mechanics

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Stealth: 19(1d20) +14 = 33

Mechanics

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Perception: 9(1d20) +1 = 10 ha

Streetwise, to know the general layout of the area I guess: 3(1d20) +9 = 12

Hopefully you'll let me keep my stealth from the prior post :^)

Mechanics

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Varon tries to toss the stone over the zombies, trying to hit the street or something similar as not to make too much noise.
2(1d20) +7 = 9

Leonidas

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You pad your way through a small gap between buildings on your right, the creatures taking no obvious notice to your gait. The cobblestone street changes to a thick, wooden boardwalk that runs this side of the channel. Shops stretch for a long ways down, and you know that the boardwalk continues for some time. You don't see any threats from here.

You hear a slight crunch and a rattle from the street behind, leading you to believe Varon has thrown the flagstone he had found.

Everyone Else

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Leonidas slinks away in his feline form, leaving the six of you against the edge of the street. Varon throws the flagstone, but it comes up short — landing hard on the road, bouncing with a few, staccato crunches, before coming to rest a few meters ahead of the four shamblers. They, and the three by the shopfront, snap to attention at the rock, coming closer to investigate.

OOC

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Make a stealth check if you plan to move from where you are.

Stealth

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Stealth check to move into alleyway that connects to the boardwalk.
16(1d20) +9 = 25

Mechanics

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Stealth: 18

Mechanics

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Stealth 27. 16(1d20) +11 = 27

Mechanics

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Do you want new stealth rolls or no?