Kross Words

Character and players in the game tonight:
Glaive (Janielle), Ghoral (Bill), Jarlyn (Dennis), Perrol (Bob) and Kross (Heath)

We now have a mission to investigate some missing men and some dealing with Orcs and Goblems.

We head to a place, not near the market, that is near the university for some spell ingredient for Glaive.

We are walking along a main road and we get attacked by bowmen (2 sets of 2 men). They mostly miss their target.

* Segment 12 (+2 DCV)
Kross will move out of the direct combat action. He heads off to his left and up the wall to the top of the building. He get a chance to look around and spots one off to his left and one to the right. Both are in cloak and are squat down.

With one of the archers de-handed, the two cloaked men spot Kross when they look around.

Kross hears a light whistle. Kross is attacked by the two cloaked guys, which pulled out a crossbow.

Kross takes some damage: Right Arm for 1 Body 2 Stun and Right Thighs 1 Body 1 Stun

Recovers: down 2 Body

* Segment 4 (+2 DCV)
Kross will pull out bow and strings it and fires a Bolt of Blasting at the cloaked guy (6 body/13 stun).

Kross takes some damage: Left Hand for 2 body, Left Arm for 1 body 1 stun

* Segment 8 (+2 DCV)
Kross will do a small move to look down the alley. Will see the alley blocked off a small of oil is around. Kross will fire a Bolt of Blasting for max people effect.

Fired the Bolt of Blasting at the seven archers: 24/7, 20/5, 19/6, 19/6, 18/5, 22/6 and16/5

* Segment 12 (+2 DCV)
Kross will fire a Bolt of Blasting for max people effect.
Fired the Bolt of Blasting at the seven archers: 16/5, 19/7, 22/8, 16/5, 18/6, 25/8 and 25/6

There is a loud whistle and the five guys on the ground, turn around and retreats. The two standing archers run aways.

Recovers: down 5 Body

* Segment 4 (+2 DCV)
Kross fired a shot and hit in the Vitals for 5 body and 20 stun. (still up)

* Segment 8 (+2 OCV)
Kross fired a shot at the archer and hit in the Head for dead.

Kross will keep a eye out around the area.

Kross comes down from the roof for Jarlyn to heal for 5 body.

They are from the East Side Thieves Guild. Bounty is from Aarn for 100 GP.

Vinny is waiting for us at the hotel

+1 XP

Perrol tells us a story:

Vashturi (“Steelflame”) is an ancient blade of proud lineage. Ulronai legend tells that it was given by the gods to Kynerion, a Tala?rion-Corum, in the early years of the Second Epoch. It happened that a great force of Orcs came upon Kynerion and his band of warriors. Though they fought fiercely and true, they were sore outnumbered, and one by one they fell before the strength and wicked might of the Orcs. At last only Kynerion, his sword shat- tered by the force of his enemies’ blows, remained alive, and he fled, seeking to escape the Orcs and bring word of them to those of his people who dwelt nearby. And as he fled he found himself riding beside a rapid, rock-strewn river.

Of a sudden he looked up, and saw that ahead of him, by the side of the river, there was a great stone, and seated on the stone was a man, or so Kynerion took him to be. He was dressed all in black robes, and his face was hidden by a hood. In his right hand he held a greatsword, its point resting on the stone.
“Ho, Kynerion! You are sore pressed,” the man in black said.
“Aye, I am, Grandfather, but what of it? Still I live, and while I live, my foes know the meaning of fear.”
“But you have no blade anymore.”
“With my bare hands I will kill them, if I must, but a blade true and strong would be the better yet. What of the one that you carry? Will you give it to me, or sell it?”
“Sell Vashturi?” the man asked, now speaking in Ulronai. Then Kynerion knew him for more than he appeared, for no one, would speak the Tongue of Ulro to him that was also Ulronai. “It is beyond whatever price you could pay.”
“I would give all that I have, to own such a blade,” Kynerion said.
“And still it would be beyond your price. Vashturi must be earned by one noble of heart, and bold of deed. But you have earned it, Son of Ulro. I see in your soul the valor of a warrior born and blessed to the True Path.”
“My thanks, Grandfather. I will treasure Vashturi always, and in no wise will I dishonor it.”
“That is good, for you will have need of Vashturi’s sharpness, and your own honor, in the days to come. But look you!” he said, pointing back the way Kynerion had come. “Your foe approaches.”
Kynerion turned to look, and saw the Orcs coming towards him on their tall horses. “Quickly, Grandfather, the sword!” he said, but received no response. Turning back, he saw that the man was gone, but Vashturi remained, stuck into the ground beside the stone. Grasping its hilt, he pulled it forth, and rode to meet his foe. And though eight Orcs surrounded him, one by one he slew them, and Vashturi’s blade was baptized in blood.