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>>119729"I'm not used to constraints..."
>>119728Iron eyes her a bit, humming softly, before nodding.
"Alright. If you feel any ill effects or your body starts to act up, remember the potion is available at any time, Jubilosa."
>>119729>>119730With a little bow, he excuses himself from the catbird, walking to where Skies, Silver and Star are talking.
"I can manage breaking a few beaks for some of that bounty," he offers. "My hooves are all about that."
>>119728He smiles then continues filling jars.
>>119732She smiles
"Great. The quantity is the only issue here"
>>119732>>119729Okay, what's going on with the potion situation?
>>119734Iron apparently has at least one potion left. Silver used his last one.
>>119735"Yea, im gonna carve up maakie."
>>119734>>119736Actually, I've checked the character sheet. It says I should still have 2 more Cure Moderate Wounds and 2 Barkskin +1 as well aside from that last Cure Light Wounds.
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>>119737"What of the other griffins?"
>>119738Probably a good time to make some use of those
>>119739Iron has already used one, making his health go from 28 to 37 in one swoop. This is why he only has 5 potions left.
>>119740One of the Cure Moderate Wounds?
>>119739"which ones? the lackeys trying to murder us? im sure they'd love a drink."
>>119742"Okay.... I'm just saying it needs to be self defense"
>>119741Wait, is somebody else aside from Jubilosa an inch away from near death? Those items heal a lot more than a Cure Light Wounds, with a 2d8.
>>119744Silver and Iron are the injured ones
>>119743He grins
"Self Defense is a beautiful thing."
>>119746She wubs the little pony on te head, between his ears
>>119740>>119742>>119736"So what is the plan?"
>>119747Silver sighs after having thought on it for a minute. "I do not know solution to this predicament. However, right now, I am not so concerned about laws of land as I am making sure that as many people get out of this building alive as possible. Removing as many guards out of picture as we can in shortest period of time would do much to minimize risk to these people's lives. To
your life."
>>119745I suppose I can make Iron drink another Cure Light Wounds.Iron decides to drink up the last Cure Light Wounds potion, knowing that he's well stocked on more care intensive healing items.
[1d8+3 = 9]<Sticky texture, actually.He looks to Silver wondering how hurt he is.
50 health = Healthy
49-40 health =Lightly Wounded
39-30 Health =Moderately Wounded
29-20 Health =Severely Wounded
19-10 Health =Lethally Wounded
9-1 Health =Almost dying. >>119747"We start by picking off patrols."
>>119749If any of the potion is wasted because of the creature being at full health, don't do it. What would the HP be now?
>>119750"Looks like we already got most of those. They are grouping up to go do something"
>>119748"Okay... how?"
>>119751Then Iron doesn't drink it. His wounds are minor compared to his health pool.
Iron looks at Skies
"How many were taken out by that incident?"
>>119751"what would they group up for?"
>>119749On the lower end of moderately wounded.
>>119751"Either we drop firebombs on them from upper balconies, or we ambush them with ranged weaponry. There are not many other options available to us unless we want to engage them in open combat. I do not know what effect we have had on their numbers so far, but I can not guarantee we will all make it out of this if we do not try to ambush them."
>>119753"...... I don't know, actually"
>>119752"Three in the hallway, one in here. Then there are all of the others already taken out"
>>119755"Have any guards gotten away?"
>>119756"Not that I know of. But who knows how aware they are of missing guards"
>>119755Iron nods at her approvingly.
"Good work out there, Skies. Glad to have you with us."
>>119754Sounds worthy of a Cure Moderate Wounds.Iron, gazing over Silver's visage, decides to lightly poke him on his chest, pulling out a Cure Moderate Wounds off his belt.
"Take the potion. Your body is worse for wear," he says flatly, eyes staring at his in a cool, calm and firm gaze.
[2d8+3 = 8]>>119758Silver's tired eyes lock with his before he takes hold of the potion. "Thank you." He grins mischeviously as he whispers into Iron's ear. "Good to see you had fun with Sands while you were gone. Going to need that clear mind for what is coming."
With that, he pulls back, and downs the potion.
>>119754>>119758Let's get some numbers here on the wounds
>>119754She shakes her head
"Ambushes in any proper sense are out of the question. They must either fight you or flee first"
>>119758She nods, and smiles
>>119760>>119759You heard GM, Silver.He nods back with a small grin of his own.
"Do you know how many are left, Skies?"
>>119759A magical glow shines out of his wounds as they heal. They don't heal perfectly, but the color has returned to his skin, and at worst looks to be on the lower end of lightly wounded.
>>11976041 out of 50 Hit Points after the potion.He sighs. "Then I shall put it like this: I will do my best to make sure you all get out of here alive." He hikes up his greatsword's sheath. "We should not keep them waiting, then. Every minute spent here is another minute they have to prepare. Should we demand their surrender before we engage them in combat?"
>>119761"Many. In the center of a kind of atrium in this building, and who know how many where ever else. They are gathering together."
>>119762"Well, if you demand they surrender first, I guess there are three possible responses. They surrender, which is not a problem, they fight back, which lets you use deadly force, or they flee the scene, which lets you use deadly force. There isn't really a requirement that they know the
full extent of the forces you have against them"
>>119762After how many potions?>>119762"Yes. This could get sour"
>>119756"Darkie? Darkie Sweetie?"
>>119763Iron nods.
"I can help shake their rumps in fear if you want. I have my way with words."
>>119763After the single moderate wounds potion Iron gave him."Then that is what we will do."
>>119759>>119758>>119757im sorry frens, but im falling asleep over here. i woke up early this morning i can barly keep my eyes open.
>>119766It's alright Darkie-boi. Sleep well. We'll see you tomorrow.
>>119767Do you still want to scout out before combat, or wait for him to return?
>>119768>>119767At least to cover all escape routes through doors.
>>119768>>119769I suppose what Iron said.
>>119769>>119770“Okay, so how are we going to do this? Where are they, and how do we take them down?”
>>119771"You say all remaining opponents are currently in a single room, correct?" Iron starts. "We need to block as many exits as possible to avoid stragglers, either by our presence or through obstacles."
>>119772>>119770>>119766Mala steps forward, and speaks
“There are two group of them. One group lives here, in the dorms here. The Society gives them the free dorms. I think all of them come from across the sea, from just one or two places. The other group is in the neighbor hood and lives there. They come from many more places. They meet together I think, I am not sure how often, I think in the middle building. That must be what they are doing. Waiting for the time of the meeting”
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>>119773"That sounds very insidious. they live in the neighborhood? the priests?"
>>119773"That is very useful to know."
>>119773Iron nods, turning to Skies.
"I assume that first group was taken out by you, right, Skies?"
>>119776“No. We may have encountered them, out in the church. But it’s a number of them.”
>>119775Mala nods, with something of a smile
>>119774“I think most of them are just creatures”
>>119777With another nod, he turns to Mala.
"So there is a small pocket of griffons on the floors above us, sleeping right now?"
>>119778He shakes his head
“No. Awake. Probably in the other building.”
>>119779Iron nods again.
"So the closest group we know of is the second one, correct?"