Yes, though you lack any sort of whip trainer (or for that matter whips) so the last one cannot be done.
Age of Ice and Blood: A Pathfinder System Heroic Fantasy Quest
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Yes, though you lack any sort of whip trainer (or for that matter whips) so the last one cannot be done.
- Location
- Germany
[X] Train them in a form of armor
-[X] Train the melee Armsmen in Medium Armor.
[X] Train them in a form of armor
-[X] Train the Net Armsmen in Medium Armor.
[X] Train them in a form of armor
-[X] Train the Knickut in Light Armor
Armor for everyone! Except archers.
-[X] Train the melee Armsmen in Medium Armor.
[X] Train them in a form of armor
-[X] Train the Net Armsmen in Medium Armor.
[X] Train them in a form of armor
-[X] Train the Knickut in Light Armor
Armor for everyone! Except archers.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
What are you wanting to put them in? I would prefer breastplates for the +6 bonus, but that's 200 gold each, while the scale mail is only +5 but costs just 50 gold each.
- Location
- Germany
Honestly that kinda depends on what we can get.
If more people learn to make chain from our examples then we might get Chainmail for a decent price. Since none of our men are particularly dextrous the lower max DEX bonus doesn't matter.
Scalemail would be nice too though.
Eventually I would kinda hope to have our whole company in heavy armor, but that's a distant dream.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
Even if chainmail becomes available in the near future, the best we could hope for is it costing 150 gold per set, which is only a bit better than the intrastate option. I would be happy with scale mail for now, considering our depleted finances, and just worry about upgrades in the future. Another +1 bonus to AC is a solid improvement, especially at our level.
[X] Artemis1992
- Location
- Texas
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Artemis1992
Good night guys, see you tomorrow with training and trading.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
@DragonParadox, does the upcoming training we will be providing for our men count toward eventually retraining them as Fighters? Not counting Wanderer, of course, since he already has a PC class.
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- Location
- Pilipinas
@DragonParadox Can we train the otters to use the Sling, Bolas and the Sap or daggers for that matter so that they can hamstring foes while they are engaged to our medium-sized troops
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Seventh Day of Ikomi-hamba (Ikomi Descendant) 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
"Long and difficult is your task, thankless also..." you begin, then at Anisi's sharp look cut yourself off. Had you misspoken again? It seems you have found a special kind of hell to speak a language well enough to be understood, but not so well that you can be sure you had not made some absurd misstep.
"Spit it out, no need to dip me in oil and powder me with spice," the hunter says, not taking her eye off the bedraggled minstrel.
"I offer payment, in gold or in potions, for whichever of your spoils you are minded to sell," you answer, doing your best to keep back an exasperated sigh. Hard enough to recall a whole new set of manners, always cut bread with the knife in your left hand, never leave bones in your plate, pour out wine before drinking or cover the cup to show one's god does not desire the sacrifice... without having to deal with people who ignore those customs altogether and set you once more adrift in the sea of uncertainty. Perhaps it makes her a good interrogator, certainly you are not particularly comfortable beneath the huntress' suddenly sharpened gaze.
"For her?" she tips her head in Esha's direction.
"Partly, though I do not imagine one would be able to keep Zaia off any oddity for long, not even if a curtain of fire might stand between them," you try to add back in a touch of levity.
"Very well," she says after a briefer pause than you had thought. "I'll send someone with the spoils, as you say." By way of parting she adds: "Keep an eye on her, I certainly shall."
"I would rather keep an eye on others far more troubling, for words can be exchanged more readily than gold and to the good of all," you reply somberly. "I do not make any claim that the Fellowship is driven by charity towards the city alone, but we have seen enough of evil black as pitch that we would forearm ourselves as much as we can before it finds us again."
At that Anisi's expression softens a touch at least and she nods. A moment later she is gone, following the minstrel as he picks up his drums and his meager coin.
"Charming," Esha sniffs once Anisi's cloaked figure, not dark this time but white to better blend against the snow, is well out of sight. Glancing up at her you see that her smile is a good bit less bitter than you might have expected. "Oh, I mean that. For one of her calling she truly was charming today. The drummer must have truly earned the dagger between the ribs."
"You don't know she'll..." you start to say, but she cuts you off.
"I know a hunter going for the throat when I see one."
To that you have no argument, only a shiver down your spine.
Unlocked Action: Trading with the Hunters
Alas that is not the only mark of death you come upon that day. As you approach the dark stone halls of the temple of Ikomi later that same evening by light of swaying lantern you find unwelcome news. The priestess who had been here in the summer had passed away into the care of her goddess. At once your mind goes to foul deeds, some plot or treachery, but the new high priestess, shrouded just as the other had been, though this one at least you can guess the age of at least by the voice, assures you that her predecessor had passed peacefully and in her own time during the autumn when you had been far away in the north.
"Can you read the bones as she had done?" you ask, but the veiled figure shakes her head, her vestments rustling in the echoing hall.
"That, I cannot. I have not yet the favor and the skill for it, to call the memories of the dead to light from cold bone."
"There's got to be another way!" Inge bursts out in Anwari. "I'm not strong enough either, but we have t' know what they're up to!"
As the priestess turns to her, perhaps to chastise the girl, a cold wind blows through the high windows, flakes of snow swirling in and falling all about her like flakes of silver.
"There is another way," she stutters a bit. "I would not reveal it to any common travelers, but perhaps this is a sign to have come twice from the sea and twice with dark tidings." She goes on to explain that three days sailing along the coast to the north there is a cave that spills into the sea and in that cave the records of the temple claim is a holy place of Ikomi, though not one men are meant to walk in lightly.
"Dead stone grows as living flesh in the briny waters and feasts upon the minds of the dying. Cut ye from that place a piece of the dead man's brain, but touch it not with living flesh, and bring it back here that it may be used to harvest the thoughts you would hear."
Action Unlocked: Picking a Dead Man's Brains
Though you leave the temple ill at ease at being unable to unravel the mysteries of your now dead foes and finding no respite for the curses that afflict your company you do not have long to linger on such thoughts, for even as the foundations are leveled for the motte yet to rise the men of House Koire had arrived to be trained so that they might serve their lord with greater skill... and by this opportunity you might teach your own men new skills and weapons.
What training actions do you do with your men over the winter?
Applies to a type of troop; Wanderer counts as a type with a single warrior. One troop type cannot be trained more than once. Choose three.
[] Train them in a weapon
-[] Write in
[] Train them in a form of armor
-[] Write in
[] Exchange one feat for another feat which either Roland or Tom have or could reasonably engender though training
-[] Write in
OOC: Yes, the Dead Man's Brain is an actual form of monster in Pathfinder. You will get more details on them if you choose the quest cause this did not feels like a good place to exposition dump monsters you likely would not be facing for seasons.
Question, does this exchange
A Quarry Sought, a Hand Unclasped
Seventh Day of Ikomi-hamba (Ikomi Descendant) 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
"Long and difficult is your task, thankless also..." you begin, then at Anisi's sharp look cut yourself off. Had you misspoken again? It seems you have found a special kind of hell to speak a language well enough to be understood, but not so well that you can be sure you had not made some absurd misstep.
"Spit it out, no need to dip me in oil and powder me with spice," the hunter says, not taking her eye off the bedraggled minstrel.
"I offer payment, in gold or in potions, for whichever of your spoils you are minded to sell," you answer, doing your best to keep back an exasperated sigh. Hard enough to recall a whole new set of manners, always cut bread with the knife in your left hand, never leave bones in your plate, pour out wine before drinking or cover the cup to show one's god does not desire the sacrifice... without having to deal with people who ignore those customs altogether and set you once more adrift in the sea of uncertainty. Perhaps it makes her a good interrogator, certainly you are not particularly comfortable beneath the huntress' suddenly sharpened gaze.
"For her?" she tips her head in Esha's direction.
"Partly, though I do not imagine one would be able to keep Zaia off any oddity for long, not even if a curtain of fire might stand between them," you try to add back in a touch of levity.
"Very well," she says after a briefer pause than you had thought. "I'll send someone with the spoils, as you say." By way of parting she adds: "Keep an eye on her, I certainly shall."
"I would rather keep an eye on others far more troubling, for words can be exchanged more readily than gold and to the good of all," you reply somberly. "I do not make any claim that the Fellowship is driven by charity towards the city alone, but we have seen enough of evil black as pitch that we would forearm ourselves as much as we can before it finds us again."
At that Anisi's expression softens a touch at least and she nods. A moment later she is gone, following the minstrel as he picks up his drums and his meager coin.
"Charming," Esha sniffs once Anisi's cloaked figure, not dark this time but white to better blend against the snow, is well out of sight. Glancing up at her you see that her smile is a good bit less bitter than you might have expected. "Oh, I mean that. For one of her calling she truly was charming today. The drummer must have truly earned the dagger between the ribs."
"You don't know she'll..." you start to say, but she cuts you off.
"I know a hunter going for the throat when I see one."
To that you have no argument, only a shiver down your spine.
Unlocked Action: Trading with the Hunters
***
Alas that is not the only mark of death you come upon that day. As you approach the dark stone halls of the temple of Ikomi later that same evening by light of swaying lantern you find unwelcome news. The priestess who had been here in the summer had passed away into the care of her goddess. At once your mind goes to foul deeds, some plot or treachery, but the new high priestess, shrouded just as the other had been, though this one at least you can guess the age of at least by the voice, assures you that her predecessor had passed peacefully and in her own time during the autumn when you had been far away in the north.
"Can you read the bones as she had done?" you ask, but the veiled figure shakes her head, her vestments rustling in the echoing hall.
"That, I cannot. I have not yet the favor and the skill for it, to call the memories of the dead to light from cold bone."
"There's got to be another way!" Inge bursts out in Anwari. "I'm not strong enough either, but we have t' know what they're up to!"
As the priestess turns to her, perhaps to chastise the girl, a cold wind blows through the high windows, flakes of snow swirling in and falling all about her like flakes of silver.
"There is another way," she stutters a bit. "I would not reveal it to any common travelers, but perhaps this is a sign to have come twice from the sea and twice with dark tidings." She goes on to explain that three days sailing along the coast to the north there is a cave that spills into the sea and in that cave the records of the temple claim is a holy place of Ikomi, though not one men are meant to walk in lightly.
"Dead stone grows as living flesh in the briny waters and feasts upon the minds of the dying. Cut ye from that place a piece of the dead man's brain, but touch it not with living flesh, and bring it back here that it may be used to harvest the thoughts you would hear."
Action Unlocked: Picking a Dead Man's Brains
Though you leave the temple ill at ease at being unable to unravel the mysteries of your now dead foes and finding no respite for the curses that afflict your company you do not have long to linger on such thoughts, for even as the foundations are leveled for the motte yet to rise the men of House Koire had arrived to be trained so that they might serve their lord with greater skill... and by this opportunity you might teach your own men new skills and weapons.
What training actions do you do with your men over the winter?
Applies to a type of troop; Wanderer counts as a type with a single warrior. One troop type cannot be trained more than once. Choose three.
[] Train them in a weapon
-[] Write in
[] Train them in a form of armor
-[] Write in
[] Exchange one feat for another feat which either Roland or Tom have or could reasonably engender though training
-[] Write in
OOC: Yes, the Dead Man's Brain is an actual form of monster in Pathfinder. You will get more details on them if you choose the quest cause this did not feels like a good place to exposition dump monsters you likely would not be facing for seasons.
Question, does this exchange
mean that Inge knows Engur, or at least understands it?
Not really. That would be a lot more long term
You can find trainers for all but the sap. Roland does not know what that is
The Priestess was speaking anwari for her sake. It is relatively well known among the priesthood of Ikomi at least in this part of the world
- Location
- Germany
Sap – d20PFSRD
www.d20pfsrd.com
It's just a club with a softer exterior though, that should not handle any different from a regular heavy object to hit people with?
Sap – d20PFSRD
It's just a club with a softer exterior though, that should not handle any different from a regular heavy object to hit people with?
Sure, but it never occurred to him to wrap a club in cloth and you do not have anyone else with you who is familiar with the weapon. You would have to do a action say 'looking for non-lethal weapons' to find it or other similar weapons.
- Location
- Germany
Huh, I would have though that most of the world is familiar with the idea.
At least every city-guard that had to break up a drunken fight or anything like that, as well as any bouncer/security type working for anything from brothels to taverns.
The need for a weapon that hurts people, or stops them from fighting, while minimizing long-term damage seems universal to me.
In the time before the idea of civil rights or pervasive laws on assault there would be less need to standardize such things and lethal weapons were used in those instances a lot more. The people most likely to use such weapons are those who need their targets alive for one reason or another, so criminals of various stripes who want to kidnap a victim.
- Location
- Germany
This is not about civil rights.
Say you are hired muscle to keep order in some establishment selling drink or drugs.
Sometimes you have to throw out rowdy idiots who will not be persuaded by words alone.
Do you want to do so with minimal damage, or do you want to risk crippling a guy and find out tomorrow that he was the son of some local noble/trade magnate/captain and have your career and healthy lifetime ended?
Or in less rare and extreme cases, just have the friends or family of the guy come after you later?
There are legitimate reasons to keep violence limited, in many situation besides crime and covering a club in leather or cloth is an incredibly simple way to do so.
Though I admit it's not a particularly effective way, you can still accidentaly do permanent harm, but at least you improve the odds a bit.
Sure there are, and in that case you have your hired muscle use a club and try not to hit them in the head. Looking at the history of the sap as it was used by law enforcement it only goes back to Victorian times and even then those were some pretty hefty billy clubs.
Vote closed.
Arc 11 Post 10: Sweat and Blood
Sweat and Blood
Seventeenth Day of Ikomi-hamba (Ikomi Descendant) 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
Over the next ten days, as the foundations for the motte are leveled, the timber is cut and the laborers are brought in from the city, your men split their time between lending their backs to the work and learning how to make use of the Anwa coats Isele and his ilk had so 'graciously' donated to the Fellowship of Saint Nicholas. As for you, well it could be said you help them train, hand out advice, rebukes and praise with an even and lordly hand... so long as the saying was done by some chronicler working in the far off halcyon future within a warm keep with perhaps a fresh baked pie and honey and milk on the side. Here and now, in the frozen muddy and miserable present, you feel like you spend the better part of each day cursing all the limbs of a man's body and biting your tongue against the urge to blaspheme.
Having never worn one of those damned coats in your life you are not sure precisely how one is supposed to move in them, but you are quite sure that there should be less in the way of falling on your ass from over-balancing. The men sweat and grumble and run through the damn woods when they are not put to the task of carrying rocks still in 'that damn devil's coat', as they had come to be called.
Net-users and Spearmen Men-at-Arms gain 1/4 progress in Medium Armor proficiency
Perhaps unsurprisingly you have a lot more luck in training Wanderer how to move and fight in Tam's old chain shirt, you had actually fought in chain over a padded coat before and don't have to do the learning right along with the people you are training. Though you have to give the Knikut warrior his due, he takes to the notion of armor with the fervor of the newly converted. His own people do use stiff leather and hide to make coats and cloaks, but warriors rarely make use of them in raids as they are awkward to move in, more concerned with keeping out the cold and the snow than the points of spears.
Wanderer gains 3/4 Progress in Light Armor proficiency
Speaking of spears, you had left much of the training of House Koire's armsmen to Tom, secure in the knowledge that if anyone can grind through the task properly it is the man who had lead Verley's men-at-arms for the last decade. Alas that being bold and stubborn in the face of a hard day's fighting does not make up for the lack of a common language and the poor quality of one's recruits.
"Babes torn from their mother's teat, they are!" Tom had exclaimed one evening, then with a look towards Inge who was trying to teach herself how to throw knives at tree stumps he adds with marked disgust: "Insult to babes, that is! Two left feet and a head full of straw, they have."
He is not entirely wrong, of course. You would judge that between the dozen men you had been asked to train in the ways of war three have seen a score years and six were yet four and ten. It is admittedly a touch amusing to see Nico or Luc play the grizzled veterans, though you imagine it would be less so if you actually had to spend six hours out of every day on spear and shield drill.
Koire Spearmen gain 1/4 Progress in Warrior training
***
"Keep steady maggots! Shields locked or you might as well gut the man beside you yourself and spare the enemy the work!"
The last part was more than a hollow threat. Knowing that Inge could heal any wound that did not kill a man outright or take off a limb Tom's training was so bloody as to be counted mad on the green hills of Verley, and perhaps a little mad here as well.
"Do you think he'd ever explained what a maggot is, or will they think all those are terms of endearment?" Antonio asks, motioning out the window of your newly built lower keep to where you had all moved your furs to at least be out of the cold and the wet and be spared the rocking of the ship in the rough weather.
"Between the shouting and the blood I think they get the gist of it," you say unsmiling. Maybe you should talk to Tom about how he is training them...
"I hear Zaia's ready to fire up the cauldron and take out the knives and carve up the dragon," your friend continues, cutting off your thought. "What do you think he aught to make of it?" And what is it going to cost us, the tone could not have been clearer in expressing. Antonio might not have spent long reading through the compendium that Inge had dictated to Zaia, but he is all too aware of the price of herbs and spices, especially in winter and in the midst of a city at war.
What does Zaia make from the dragon corpse?
Dragon Size: Large
General Rules: Dragoncrafting
Special Notes:
Grip cost halved
Perfume Added: Nightshade's Kiss: Brewed from the musk of a creature long trapped in the dreaming world this concoction allows a mage to greatly enhance the effects of spells of slumber. Add 2d2 HD to the cap creatures affected by a sleep spell. Cost 150 gp/dose.
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OOC: You guys did not get lucky this time around, though this was not really dangerous or anything, it just means you will take longer to do it than might otherwise be the case. Rollz is down right now so I had to use another site. Here is a pic of the results since the site will not save them otherwise.
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Bingo, they are commoners with spears, they do not know how to use said spears that well either.