Sunshine puts a hand on Telias' shoulder and gives him a shake of her head. "Nah, there's no reasons to bring the authorities into this, mate. Not yet. Lemme try the lock first." She pulls her gloves off, sticking them into her pockets as she draws a set of thin tools from a pouch around her waist. "Well, none of ya look at me weirdly after this, alright?" Sunshine jokes as she moves toward the door. "Just a little skill I picked up over the years." Then she sticks her thieves' tools into the lock and attempts to pick it.
If no one moves to open the door, Nalla will step inside with her staff held out in front as if she was going to cast a spell or perhaps in th middle of casting one.
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Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Nalla, you open the door. Immediately the heat in this small cabin hits like a hammer blow. A table set with neatly stacked dishes, tools, and utensils stands at the center of the room. The smell of a simmering soup comes from a pot hanging inside a roaring fireplace. Another fire burns in an iron brazier at the opposite end of the room, filling the cabin with a smoky haze. Shivering at the end of a bed near the brazier is a dwarf wrapped in blankets. Bulging blue veins streak her face, neck, and hands. As she notices you she stands, and her hands go to the mace at her side, but she doesn't speak, just glares at you.
"So it is true then. You have whatever killed Urgon..." Nalla mutters as she examines the dwarf closely, holding her staff at the ready as she motions for the others to come inside with her. As she is glared at her own stare is rather blank.
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Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Telias grips his own staff as he notices the dwarf go for the mace. "My dear, there are five of us and one of you. You can't think it will go well if you want to fight. Let us talk this out like reasonable people. The more and faster we learn the better we may be able to help you."
Persuasion: 10
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Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisysin Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Sunshine pokes her head into the room, peering around Nalla's larger frame. "Hi. Like I said, we've got a few questions. And to be fair, we did knock first," she says. "So, like the good man said, no real reason to attack us. We just wanna know how ya got this weird thing, too. Did ya get it from Urgon? Did ya get it from somewhere else? What even is it? Do ya have any idea? How long've ya had it? Do ya think we could get it from ya?" The rapid fire questions spill out of her mouth without even a breath in between. But after the last one, she stops herself and just blinks, sticking her hands in her pockets yet again.
I'm afraid Telias and Sunshine don't get a chance to speak. As soon as Nalla mentions the dwarf's condition, she pulls out her mace and roars as she runs up to attack.
In the moments as you draw your weapons or ready your move, there's a movement from one side, and a large wolf darts from under a bunk. You see another pair of eyes still under the bunk, ready to move.
(This was the best map I could find for a log cabin, but there are no internal walls and the beds are part of the same big room.)
Round One Wolf 1 Verdan Wolf 2 Sunshine Dwarf Mr. Fists, Telias and Nalla
Wolf 1 charges Nalla:
Attack: 19 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
The wolf grabs Nalla's arm and sinks teeth deep into the flesh. Nalla, make a STR saving throw against DC 11. If you fail, you are knocked prone.
Sun waves the kenku down with a bewildered look. "Or I can pick the lock if ya want. Rather than go burstin' in all crazy like."
Nalla nods as she steps away, moving to let one of others try and pick the lock so that they can get inside.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Verdan returns from circling the house, "Yes, let's try the subtle method first."
Ryndar Shadowsbane - Lvl 3 Eldarin Fighter | Kassar - Lvl 2 Lizardfolk Druid (Circle of Stars) | Finnegan (Finn) Taggert - Lvl 1 Human Cleric (Peace Domain) |
Verdan Schmidt - Lvl 2 Half-Elf Bard | Grithik - Lvl 5 Deep Gnome Warlock (Celestial)
Telias taps one last time on the door with his staff. "Last time dear, or else we take what we know to the Glassblades and let them sort it out."
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
There's no response from the interior of the cabin, as far as you can tell.
Sunshine puts a hand on Telias' shoulder and gives him a shake of her head. "Nah, there's no reasons to bring the authorities into this, mate. Not yet. Lemme try the lock first." She pulls her gloves off, sticking them into her pockets as she draws a set of thin tools from a pouch around her waist. "Well, none of ya look at me weirdly after this, alright?" Sunshine jokes as she moves toward the door. "Just a little skill I picked up over the years." Then she sticks her thieves' tools into the lock and attempts to pick it.
Thieves' Tools: 16
Click. You successfully unlock the door.
If no one moves to open the door, Nalla will step inside with her staff held out in front as if she was going to cast a spell or perhaps in th middle of casting one.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Nalla, you open the door. Immediately the heat in this small cabin hits like a hammer blow. A table set with neatly stacked dishes, tools, and utensils stands at the center of the room. The smell of a simmering soup comes from a pot hanging inside a roaring fireplace. Another fire burns in an iron brazier at the opposite end of the room, filling the cabin with a smoky haze. Shivering at the end of a bed near the brazier is a dwarf wrapped in blankets. Bulging blue veins streak her face, neck, and hands. As she notices you she stands, and her hands go to the mace at her side, but she doesn't speak, just glares at you.
"So it is true then. You have whatever killed Urgon..." Nalla mutters as she examines the dwarf closely, holding her staff at the ready as she motions for the others to come inside with her. As she is glared at her own stare is rather blank.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Telias grips his own staff as he notices the dwarf go for the mace. "My dear, there are five of us and one of you. You can't think it will go well if you want to fight. Let us talk this out like reasonable people. The more and faster we learn the better we may be able to help you."
Persuasion: 10
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Sunshine pokes her head into the room, peering around Nalla's larger frame. "Hi. Like I said, we've got a few questions. And to be fair, we did knock first," she says. "So, like the good man said, no real reason to attack us. We just wanna know how ya got this weird thing, too. Did ya get it from Urgon? Did ya get it from somewhere else? What even is it? Do ya have any idea? How long've ya had it? Do ya think we could get it from ya?" The rapid fire questions spill out of her mouth without even a breath in between. But after the last one, she stops herself and just blinks, sticking her hands in her pockets yet again.
I'm afraid Telias and Sunshine don't get a chance to speak. As soon as Nalla mentions the dwarf's condition, she pulls out her mace and roars as she runs up to attack.
Everyone roll initiative please.
Mr. Fists initiative - 9
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
Verdan Initiative: 14
Ryndar Shadowsbane - Lvl 3 Eldarin Fighter | Kassar - Lvl 2 Lizardfolk Druid (Circle of Stars) | Finnegan (Finn) Taggert - Lvl 1 Human Cleric (Peace Domain) |
Verdan Schmidt - Lvl 2 Half-Elf Bard | Grithik - Lvl 5 Deep Gnome Warlock (Celestial)
Telias Initiative: 8
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Sunshine's Initiative: 12
Nalla Initiative: 3
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
13 22 14
In the moments as you draw your weapons or ready your move, there's a movement from one side, and a large wolf darts from under a bunk. You see another pair of eyes still under the bunk, ready to move.
(This was the best map I could find for a log cabin, but there are no internal walls and the beds are part of the same big room.)
Round One
Wolf 1
Verdan
Wolf 2
Sunshine
Dwarf
Mr. Fists, Telias and Nalla
Wolf 1 charges Nalla:
Attack: 19 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
The wolf grabs Nalla's arm and sinks teeth deep into the flesh. Nalla, make a STR saving throw against DC 11. If you fail, you are knocked prone.
Verdan is up.