Age of Ice and Blood: A Pathfinder System Heroic Fantasy Quest

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[X] Leave them be and look for something less uncanny

Front facing eyes are usually nature's way of telling you something is a predator. Let's not go up against a group of predators with a small hunting party lol
 
[X] Hunt the goats, you are not going to shy away from odd looking goats after dealing with a sea cat

If we act carefully we can propably deal with them. They are small for goats.
And predators taste no worse than prey.

Edit: These are definitly not Dire Goats, those would be larger.
 
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Green for additions, yellow for substitutions, red for deletions, blue for everything else.

From the previous update:
your hand reaches out carefully towards the back of Ripper's head over the smooth warm scales... it's that cats love to be scratched behind the ears. He does not purr, more a kind of low growl that that you can practically feel running up your shoulder.
but he had looked rather agitated to seem them all weighted to the bottom with pieces of stone ballast.
it turns as though some unseen hands are upon it to point the longer thinner part of itself points aft.
Some word doubling.
It is in that state, pondering what you are feeling and what you aught to feel, that Zaia finds you.
ought
the man produces another polished stone, this one glistening black, and a piece of iron that he moves around the table, causing the stone moves as though by an unseen force following his hand.
to move

From the last update (I know it says "not yet edited", but here is is anyway)
There is always that niggling fear in the back of every knight's mind that they should die not in battle but in the sickbed burning from the inside too weak to even open your eyes or raise your head,
The sentence uses "they" but then switches to impersonal "you"
As it happened the morrow did not bring any news good or ill, only swift cold rain of the sort that put one of a mind to winter, though it had been summer when you set off from Alexandria.
not familiar with the expression; suspecting a typo.
The remaining crew crumble, but they do so softly, the fate of their mutinous kin still very much on their minds, Antonio peers up at the sky day and night, trying to take such measurements as eye and instrument can and as for Doctor Zaia the man seems to find the strange stone a more fascinating study than Ripper.
"grumble", and either a dot or a semicolon should be present to divide the sentences.
Not that you can really blame him for it, the stone after all had ripped into his hand. Still you find yourself very much at odds ends. One might almost regret that dignity and blood do not allow a knight to take up the oar of a common sailor. Not that there it takes much rowing to to follow the path of the stone. s strong wind from the Northwest bearing rain also pushes the Marcella along on its chosen course.
"had not ripped", possibly? The beginning of the last sentence is missing.
more to set your thoughts in order about these strange happenings then because you have any hope of her receiving it
"than"
At first it seems to you a strange call indeed, but see in your confusion the old quartermaster explains. "He's seen a land bird my lord, an eagle or a hawk or something else that does not fly so far in search of fish as the gulls do."
"seeing", and also possibly a comma to separate the direct speech.
not Sicily where sparse thorny underbrush stretches under the ho sun save for tended groves of olives or ceder.
not Sicily where sparse thorny underbrush stretches under the ho sun save for tended groves of olives or ceder.
..."cedars", possibly?

...how do I keep missing votes that go up mere couple of hours ago?

[x] Hunt the goats, you are not going to shy away from odd looking goats after dealing with a sea cat

...a herd of predatory goats? It could happen, but one does wonder where they get enough prey to feed them all. Nah, I bet they are still herbivores. Maybe omnivores if we're unlucky.
 
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[X] Hunt the goats, you are not going to shy away from odd looking goats after dealing with a sea cat

If we act carefully we can propably deal with them. They are small for goats.
And predators taste no worse than prey.
Never underestimate a group of predators, no matter how small. Also, six against sixteen is not good odds.
 
Never underestimate a group of predators, no matter how small. Also, six against sixteen is not good odds.
1 big one, 8 adults, 3 young ones. Makes 12.
Also we are seven if we include our MC.

If these are relativly close to CR 1/3 regular goats I'm giving us great odds.
Much better ones than attacking five level two men alone with only a seacat that may or may not help us.
 
1 big one, 8 adults, 3 young ones. Makes 12.
Also we are seven if we include our MC.

If these are relativly close to CR 1/3 regular goats I'm giving us great odds.
Much better ones than attacking five level two men alone with only a seacat that may or may not help us.
There are non-negligible odds that they breath fire or have laser vision, or something worse. Healing is as muggle as it can be at the moment, so even relatively mild injuries can be life threatening. Even if we can kill all of the goats, assuming they don't flee rather than attempt to murder us back, the chances for serious injury to one or more of our men is a bit too high, IMO.
 
[X] Leave them be and look for something less uncanny

If the herd was half the size then perhaps. But we know too little and dont have enough suitable weapons to start hunting something unknown.
 
Also, they could be immune to mundane weapons like (IIRC) Rakshasa and Lycanthropes.
If they are, we don't want to provoke something that we have literally no means of putting down.
Also, when you mentioned goats, my mind *immediately* went to Qohor, specifically the Black Goat in the Forest with Ten Thousand Young.
 
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Dire goats are cr 3.

I'd sooner fight Ripper than the whole herd

[X] Leave them be and look for something less uncanny
 
Dire goats are cr 3.
Dire goats are also bigger than average goats, these are on the small side.

There are non-negligible odds that they breath fire or have laser vision, or something worse. Healing is as muggle as it can be at the moment, so even relatively mild injuries can be life threatening. Even if we can kill all of the goats, assuming they don't flee rather than attempt to murder us back, the chances for serious injury to one or more of our men is a bit too high, IMO.
So what do you suggest?
Wait for entirely save encounters?
We can't afford that, not at level 2 and with absolutly no knowledge-skills that could give us a reasonable chance to identify anything.
 
[X] Leave them be and look for something less uncanny

If we don't recognize species let's not take risk.
 
Dire goats are also bigger than average goats, these are on the small side.


So what do you suggest?
Wait for entirely save encounters?
We can't afford that, not at level 2 and with absolutly no knowledge-skills that could give us a reasonable chance to identify anything.
Wait for a another smaller creature. Or even a single big creature that will allow us to leverage our numbers. Something in the vein of a deer. These goats might be individually inferior but they have superior numbers and way better knowledge of the terrain.

Edit- Another thing to note is that it's not a failure if we don't bring anything back right now. We scouted and should know a little regarding the surrounding area. We can come back next time with more men or perhaps with crossbows. I know one mutineer had one, its unknown if there are more but one more ranged weapon is helpful regardless.
 
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Dire goats are also bigger than average goats, these are on the small side.

So what do you suggest?
Wait for entirely save encounters?
We can't afford that, not at level 2 and with absolutly no knowledge-skills that could give us a reasonable chance to identify anything.
Not safe, but not quite so murky, at least not willingly. If the goats attack us, that's one thing, but I'm wary of unnecessarily poking a metaphorical Dragon so soon after making landfall. The men we have right now are a precious, perhaps even irreplaceable resource, so I don't want to squander them.
 
I am very glad that we are at the shore at last. It was a very tense feeling of lost in the sea.

[X] Leave them be and look for something less uncanny

I do not think that it will be a party-wipe encounter, but it is better not to risk. Even wounds would be nasty, not to say about lost of our men.
 
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