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Weekly Gaming Summary #13:

Thank You For Playing today's game 04/11/2020 - From 10:15 am EDT, until 1:30 pm EDT, and our 23rd Gaming Session, goes out to:   Fighter (Echo Knight) – Xar’Tharkas – Half Orc - Christian W.   Ranger – High Elf – Willie Belson –  Buddy-D Rogue – High Elf - Roqar -  Roxxifarius Warlock – Prayn Vigim – Aasimar - Rahfen   Whom Could Not Make It Today!   Monk – Half Elf – Eimong (Ee-mong) -  The Hermit Legend                                                                                                                                                    Game Summary for Saturday (04/11/2020):   Opening Scene: Day 13: May 13 th ; 11:00 pm The adventurers, had helped Alfonse ‘Big Al’ Kalazorn to bury the farm-hands and set up a pyre for the dead orcs. The group stays overnight in Big Al’s house, before setting off to find his cattle and horses.   It takes the party two hours to locate the three horses and another hour to find the cow Petunia and her mate.   Willie used his Animal handling skill for the horses and was able to get all three.   For the Cows Willie was used his animal handling and was able to get Petunia the cow, while Flint got her mate.   When the party returns 3 hours later with the animals, Big Al is ever grateful, especially now that he can continue to make his famous Butter Skulls. So he, as promised gives the party a suit of magical mithral chain mail (+1), which helps the wearer dodge blows.   Mithral is a light, flexible metal. A mithral chain shirt or breastplate can be worn under normal clothes. If the armor normally imposes disadvantage on Dexterity (Stealth) checks or has a Strength requirement, the mithral version of the armor doesn’t.   It is Roqar the half-elf roque, that puts on the armor under her clothing.   Alfonse Kalazorn the Retired Sheriff Says: "If you are heading back to Conyberry, tell them I am alright now, and that I will need some volunteers to rebuild the barn and smithy as soon as possible."   Flint Frostbeard: says, “Anytime. But, keep a sharp eye in case trouble arises again, perhaps, buy guards or something?"   Alfonse Kalazorn the Retired Sheriff Says: "The help you send will be the guards."   So, after a decent breakfast and some house cleaning to assist Big Al, including boarding up the broken window, the party makes the seven mile trip back west to Conyberry on the Triboar trail.   Once they arrive to the village, they head to the Fewmets Inn, owned by twin brothers Bob and Zack Zeissin. In spite of the booze being somewhat bland, the food is decent there.   Several members of the party decide to part ways with the group, with Ravoprax, giving the Talon long sword that was found under Tresendar manor, to the party. It is thought to have magical properties but no one has tried to detect magic upon it or identify it.   Keziah Dankill the hill dwarf cleric, Kaiser Starlocke the high elf wizard and Flint Frostbeard the mountain dwarf fighter also depart the party.   Bob Zeissin the InnKeeper Says: "We belive a lot of the Orcs are camping down at the old Savras shrine about five miles south and some reports say they are also hiding near the base of Wyvern Tor about 30 miles from here. A Group did go sniffing around wyvern Tor, lead by some Paladin fellow but they have not been heard from or seen in a long while now"   The party meets Xar’Tharkas the half-orc fighter and Prayn Vigim the Asimar warlock at the inn and they join the party to go look for the orcs that are raiding the Triboar trail and Conyberry.   Lead by Sildar Hallwinter, a fighter fellow whom they rescued from the Cragmaw Goblin tribe, they head south following along a dirt trail that is know to lead to the Shrine of Savran. Finally, just before they reach the edges of the woods, they spot the ruined shrine in the distance in the middle of a flat plain of land that surrounds it.   Area Description: A ruin stands in the middle of a vast field north of the rocky foothills of the Sword Mountains. An old stone temple with a belfry jutting from its peaked roof is enclosed by stone walls, many sections of which have collapsed. The trail ends at a crumbling gatehouse, the doors to which were sundered long ago. Three of the four towers that once stood at the corners of the outer walls have collapsed. Only the northeast tower remains, and a guard stands atop it.   Prayn does a religion check to see if he knows anything about the shrine and the roll of 15 indicates he knows it is dedicated to the god of divination and fate, known as Savran.   Sildar Hallwinter the Fighter Says, “ Many years ago, the shrine’s priest-seers foresaw a barbarian attack on Conyberry, giving the townsfolk time to escape. Not all the townsfolk chose to flee, but those who did went to the shrine and brought much of the town’s gold with them. The barbarians eventually tracked the townsfolk to the shrine, besieged it, and slaughtered everyone inside.”   Xar’Tharkas whom is half-orc and Prayn, who disguises himself as an orc, decide to simply casually walk up to the shrine alone, in spite of the visible guard in the lone standing tower.   Xar’Tharkas, knowing how to speak Orcish, hears the guard in the tower shout down, about their arrival, "Company Approaches, Company Approaches from the north, heading to the front gate."   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Translates under his breath , says: "They’re gonna get hostile fast."   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "a-ah! yes, okay"   Says: "ahem   yells* "We seek to join your ranks for the glory of Gruumsh!""   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "Shouts we come to join your Clan we are the only servers of are own band "   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "seeing Xar, says in orcish, "Ah Looks like we have Vistors, We don't get many, what do you want?"   Prayn Vigim: "There is a town ripe of gold and women just due northeast of here! If we join you, we may tell you all the secrets of their defenses!"   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "So you wish to join us, there is nothign fancy here. We were chased away by a white dragon from our home."   Says: "Since we need food and supplies, perhaps we will let you in and see what you have to offer."
Rahfen: "Fancy or not! Orc kind mustn't live in squalor! For the glory of Gruumsh, we must return to wealth"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "its a trap..... he says under his breath"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: " whispers  What? Are you sure?"   Insight checks are made by both and Xar’Tharkas, belives the Orc is speaking truthfully.   Prayn tries to reach for his axe unnoticeably but a Sleight of Hand roll of 4 indicates, the Orcs see him do so.   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "Ummm....I ! I! also would like to offer my goods!"   Says: "A fine axe I have here!"   Area Description of the Gate House: The gatehouse is 20 feet high, and its outer doors have been smashed to flinders. A rusty iron portcullis blocks the south exit there is a rubbled filled gap in it's south west corner.   There is another exchange with the orc in the tower and those on the ground, about if any more are spotted. Then a command from the ones on the ground to lift the front gate, of which 4 of them do by hand to waist height.   Pray tells them he thinks that they were followed, pointing back to the tree line from which they came, and immediately the gate is lowered back down.   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "Cowards. we will do your dirty work and catch the intruders and prove are worth"   Prayn Vigim: goes fucking white when Xar' says this   They go back into the tree line, hollering, like there is a fight going on.   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "Come vommesh we will catch these interlopers are selves and use there lives to gain entry"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "*HA! HURRAH! DIE FOR THE GLORY OF GRUUMSH!"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter moves like hes going to fight the intruders   Willie Belson: lol let the bodies hit the floor   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "ORCS! WE'VE SLAIN THEM, THE COAST IS CLEAR!"   The guard in the tower and those at the gate hear the ruckus, but can’t see them.   Prayn Vigim: grabs dirt and rubs it on face , "...wait,  just changes disguise spell to be damaged looking "       Roqar suggests to the two, to take her as a captured prisoner, so Roqar, hides her daggers and short sword. Then they loosely tie her wrists together with rope. Then they head back to the front gate with her.   Zar'Tharkus: but was funny watching u rub dirt on an illusion   Roqar the Elf Rogue Says: "No!! Dont take me in there!! I'd rather die!!"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "SHUT IT YA BLOODY ELF!"   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "So now, what do we have here? You brough along a new friend?"                                                                       Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "Found this elf wench larking in the woods "   Roqar: (Does not speak Orc)   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "Not just any "friend," a filthy elf"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "enough of this stupidity he growls open the gate or bring out your leader"   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "I see, perhaps we will let you in."   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Puts on best ork face   Orc #01 the Fighter Consults with other orcs for a moment.   Roqar the Elf Rogue Says: "Get your hands off me you damn dirty Orc"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: " slaps roqar "   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "Ok, mates, let's lift the gate and come right on in, the three of you."   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: ""Where shall we put 'er??"   Again the gate is lifted to waist height and the 3 party members enter.   Prayn using sleight of hand, tries to signal the rest of the party they are inside by casting a light spell at a selected tree, hoping the orcs don’t notice. (The sleight of hand roll was a 20 so no).   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "Come sit over here by the campfire and start talking about what you know of Conyberry I assume?"   He motions to a courtyard on the northwest side of the ruin shrine where there is a campfire.  They see it is a grassy courtyard, which is littered with bones, broken weapons, and shattered armor from past battles.
Orc #05 the Fighter Says: "What do you know that can be helpful (to Xar and Prayn)"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Grunts then says: "that this band isnt strong enough to take it on there own"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "There's a Wyvern priming itself to attack. We've made friends of the town and can convince them to evacuate. Once, they do, we have you loot the place"   Orc Female #05 the Fighter Says: "Evacuate on your word you say? Interesting as the town guards in Conyberry have been very persistant in trying to keep us away."   Prayn Vigim: "Perhaps, you didn't hear me. A wyvern. One big and strong enough to tear the houses apart on its own. They're not gonna risk their lives over that thing."   Orc #05 the Fighter Says: "Wyverns have not come around here in decades and now you have one very large one to attack the Conyberry?"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: " I  don't. But, sure enough, something stirred it up from a cave or something, and it's angry."   Dungeon Master (GM): Suddenly the guard in the tower is shouting a warning!   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Glaces around at the male orcs that surround them   Says: "who is Chief here?"   Orc #11 the Fighter Says: "Dragon! There Be Dragon! Flying in from the south east! It appears to be white!"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter stands griping hid pole-arm tightly standing to see what danger approaches   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "MY GOD! SEE! WHAT I SPEAK IS TRUTH"   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "I am the acting chief here, the white dragon, killed our leader."   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "Do you figure, you'd like to avenge him?"   Xar'Tharkas the Half-Orc Fighter Says: "looks like hes come around for more"   Orc #01 the Fighter Says: "Avenge yes, for driving us from our home."   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "Come then, let's see where this wyvern flies at. Perhaps, we may help you slay it."   Orc #11 the Fighter Says: "Dragon coming straight for us!" that is the guard and suddenly you see the beast flying high over head before turning northward (way way out of reach of any missile weapons)   The party in the shrine and those hidden in the woods see for themselves for the first time a white dragon flying high over head far out of reach of missile weapons. [Note: They also know of the existence of a green dragon in Thundertree, living in an old wizard tower.]   Willie, rolls a perception check roll of 20, to see if he noticed if the white dragon spotted them and he believes it did so by the subtle way it seemed to react.   Orc #11 the Fighter Says: "So as to your plan here to help raid Conyberry for food and supplies. "   Says: "So now you wish to help us slay the dragon"   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "They may agree to get you supplies, so long as you take that wyvern down. Consider it, like a mercenary job."   Says: "Of course, we'll help too."   Orc #11 the Fighter Says: "so you believe the Villagers would actually trade goods with us?"   Zar'Tharkus: K out of Character arnt we here to kill them we are not actually gonna try to aline them with the town right   Prayn the Aasimar Warlock Says: "People's minds can always change, and common folk love trade more than they love hatred. Business has no bounds; but, they must trust you first. That's where we can come in and convince them, once we prove our mettle and slay the beast, we may soon find you a peaceful new home."   Dungeon Master (GM): [Well, yes if it of course comes to that but already it appears another course aside of killing can be had.]   Rahfen: (idk, this would be cool af to have an orc army on our quest)   Dungeon Master (GM): always possible of course     Adventure Time is now May 14 th , at 9:30 am. [Party left town at 6 am]     And this ends the gaming session for the day, until next time!   The Adventurers Earned: No Experience Points awarded ------- Grand Total: None   Everyone is at 1,238.61 XP  Level 4 reached at 2,700 XP   Loot Found: No Loot found, but Talon sword given to party.   Number of Sessions for current Adventure Module: 22 nd Session for “Lost Mines of Phandelver” 04/11/2020 [1st Session start was 10/26/2019]