Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
Daphiwyse says: "Yeah! I hope they're friendly. Did you say something about nightmares? I had one too. How are you? Oh, that's too bad. I hope that I can get to know you guys before I bust out." He says this, overlapping his words with Umarook's.
Misty wakes up, and reflexively bares his teeth at thin air, until he realizes it was all a dream. Overall, he hates the Drows’ guts. (Whispering to Daphiwise) “Did you have dreams? What could it mean?” He glances around. “Dreams or no, we’ve got to get out of here.”
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and notsome dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
Where are the guards? Also, do we know the general location of our gear? Either way, I turn to the elf prince/quaggoth “Can you help us escape? If we can find our gear, we can get out easily.”
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and notsome dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
"Dreams brought on by stress? Believe me I have known stress in my life and I have never experienced anything like this before. I bet the Drows have brought it on." Umarook gets to her feet and looks around. She is looking to see what all is in the space with them, are there torches? She does have darkvision. She waits till she thinks there isn't a Drow around to really scan the area.
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
Daphiwyse says: "Yeah! I hope they're friendly. Did you say something about nightmares? I had one too. How are you? Oh, that's too bad. I hope that I can get to know you guys before I bust out." He says this, overlapping his words with Umarook's.
Misty wakes up, and reflexively bares his teeth at thin air, until he realizes it was all a dream. Overall, he hates the Drows’ guts. (Whispering to Daphiwise) “Did you have dreams? What could it mean?” He glances around. “Dreams or no, we’ve got to get out of here.”
Daphiwyse says: "Ah, well I have magic, though our best bet is during chores where we might be able to fight our way out. My patron can probably help me with some better magic, though if my dream is correct, I don't think he can help. It said something about breaking a stone. I have no idea about what that is but I know all the shifts of the other spies. I could probably get one of them to help or the fiend that helped me sent an alert."
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and notsome dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
"Dreams brought on by stress? Believe me I have known stress in my life and I have never experienced anything like this before. I bet the Drows have brought it on." Umarook gets to her feet and looks around. She is looking to see what all is in the space with them, are there torches? She does have darkvision. She waits till she thinks there isn't a Drow around to really scan the area.
Yeah. It seems unlikely that it was dreams brought on by stress. I have also known stress for a long time and I have never experienced something like this. Either way, we got to suck it up and pretend that we have accepted our fate.
Daphwise tries to manipulate the weave with his patron's help and casts Eldritch Blast. Daphwise doesn't know that magic is dysfunctional. Also, he makes motions to manipulate the blast in a circle to make a circle of flame*.
*This is just a piece of flavor, it just does force damage
A male Deep-Gnome who has gained the ire of his fellow captives and Drow due to his incessant need to gamble.
I tell Jimjar: "Hello, do I know you? Many deep gnomes look alike, well at least to me."
"Where do ye hail from? And what's yer name? Name is Jimjar, I was living in Blingdenstone before being kick...er nevermind!" He smiles with a toothy grin and extends a hand out to give you the customary Deep-Gnome greeting.
"These Drow sure are taking awhile to haul us off to Menzo! I'm hoping we can either get out or have larger cells."
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Where are the guards? Also, do we know the general location of our gear? Either way, I turn to the elf prince/quaggoth “Can you help us escape? If we can find our gear, we can get out easily.”
Derendil turns to you with what seems like a frown buried beneath all of that thick fur and points out of the gate towards a stalactite tower.
"There seem to be a few guards always keeping watch on us. I daresay a rude invasion of privacy." He scowls and a low growl lets out to his surprise.
"Oh, please excuse me. I can't seem to control myself these days. That was not very polite of me. Any-who, I'm not entirely sure what happened to any of our gear. I'm not too familiar with the layout of this outpost to gander a guess. So sorry."
Daphwise says: "Huh? Oh! I'm Daphwise Silverthread. I come from a small town not too far from here. I think we come from close places! Must be why I recognized you, or it's that it's someone else that I confused with you" Daphwise does the greeting and says "Wheres Menzo? I haven't heard of a drow city called Menzo, but bigger cells would be better. Do you have any ideas to get all of us out of here?" Daphwise says, gesturing to the others
Daphwise tries to manipulate the weave with his patron's help and casts Eldritch Blast. Daphwise doesn't know that magic is dysfunctional. Also, he makes motions to manipulate the blast in a circle to make a circle of flame*.
*This is just a piece of flavor, it just does force damage
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and notsome dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
"Dreams brought on by stress? Believe me I have known stress in my life and I have never experienced anything like this before. I bet the Drows have brought it on." Umarook gets to her feet and looks around. She is looking to see what all is in the space with them, are there torches? She does have darkvision. She waits till she thinks there isn't a Drow around to really scan the area.
Yeah. It seems unlikely that it was dreams brought on by stress. I have also known stress for a long time and I have never experienced something like this. Either way, we got to suck it up and pretend that we have accepted our fate.
The Kuo-Toa comes up to the two of you and places his hands together in prayer.
"Come now my friends. Why don't we take some time to breathe, that usually helps me in stressful situations!"
"Maybe even talking about our experiences might help. What is happening with these dreams of yours? Come, tell Shuushar if you don't mind."
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Roll an insight check to see how well you understand their behaviors.
Daphwise says: "Huh? Oh! I'm Daphwise Silverthread. I come from a small town not too far from here. I think we come from close places! Must be why I recognized you, or it's that it's someone else that I confused with you" Daphwise does the greeting and says "Wheres Menzo? I haven't heard of a drow city called Menzo, but bigger cells would be better. Do you have any ideas to get all of us out of here?" Daphwise says, gesturing to the others
Jimjar laughs. "I might have seen ye on one of my travels! I come down here often for trade amongst other things."
"Menzo is Menzoberranzan of course! It's just such a mouthful to say. MEN-ZO BERR-AN-ZAN. See! It's just difficult for me tah say!"
Ront pipes up at your question.
"There's no getting out of here! Duuuh! There are like 20 Drow here! With weapons and armor and magic! How do you expect us to even fight that without any gear?"
At this point Eldeth interjects, in her voice is a defiant fervor.
"You listen here you yellow tailed excuse for an Orc! Talk like that ain't gonna get us out of here. I bet that we can find some more discarded scraps like this." She beckons you all close to show a black shard of flint.
"We could use tools like this to help us get out!"
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Roll an insight check to see how well you understand their behaviors.
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Roll an insight check to see how well you understand their behaviors.
Insight :8
You're not able to glean a lot from them since their visits have been fairly fleeting.
However, you've caught the eye? sense? of the little Myconid sprout Stool.
They've mentioned that Jorlan had suffered some disfiguring injuries recently, which made him fall out of Ilvara's favor. Her new favorite is Shoor. Jorlan seems none to happy about this from what Stool and the others can tell.
Daphwise tries to manipulate the weave with his patron's help and casts Eldritch Blast. Daphwise doesn't know that magic is dysfunctional. Also, he makes motions to manipulate the blast in a circle to make a circle of flame*.
*This is just a piece of flavor, it just does force damage
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and notsome dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
"Dreams brought on by stress? Believe me I have known stress in my life and I have never experienced anything like this before. I bet the Drows have brought it on." Umarook gets to her feet and looks around. She is looking to see what all is in the space with them, are there torches? She does have darkvision. She waits till she thinks there isn't a Drow around to really scan the area.
Yeah. It seems unlikely that it was dreams brought on by stress. I have also known stress for a long time and I have never experienced something like this. Either way, we got to suck it up and pretend that we have accepted our fate.
The Kuo-Toa comes up to the two of you and places his hands together in prayer.
"Come now my friends. Why don't we take some time to breathe, that usually helps me in stressful situations!"
"Maybe even talking about our experiences might help. What is happening with these dreams of yours? Come, tell Shuushar if you don't mind."
Daphwise says: "Ah, well, my dream went like so: I was in this goop and I felt like a fire from the Nine Hells. After that, I was put into a void and a voice called out and said: "Release me from my prison. Destroy the stone." Then the same message echoed off of the void infinitely until I woke up."
Umarook tries to find a more comfortable spot in their accommodations and speaks to no one in particular, "Does anyone understand a word these Drow are speaking? I am so lost, and I don't know about you, but these nightmares are driving me mad! Are the rest of you having them as well? I'm not sure how much more I can take of this."
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Roll an insight check to see how well you understand their behaviors.
Insight :8
You're not able to glean a lot from them since their visits have been fairly fleeting.
However, you've caught the eye? sense? of the little Myconid sprout Stool.
They've mentioned that Jorlan had suffered some disfiguring injuries recently, which made him fall out of Ilvara's favor. Her new favorite is Shoor. Jorlan seems none to happy about this from what Stool and the others can tell.
Ah, well I may be able to strike a bargain with him. I may be able to charm him in a few days if he leads me to do my chores. The best of luck for you guys if you can bust out, but my fiend may need my help. If I have a chance, I will leave. I am sorry, but I will return.
Misty wakes up, and reflexively bares his teeth at thin air, until he realizes it was all a dream. Overall, he hates the Drows’ guts. (Whispering to Daphiwise) “Did you have dreams? What could it mean?” He glances around. “Dreams or no, we’ve got to get out of here.”
Belvalor sits near the edge of the pen with his back leaning against the wall. His head leans downward causing his shoulder-length, brown hair to fall over his face. He opens his hazel eyes; stirred by the conversation of the other prisoners.
He looks out at the other prisoners and then toward the Tabaxi, “The Tabaxi is right. We should focus on a way out of this mess and not some dreams brought on by the stress of all this.
Where are the guards? Also, do we know the general location of our gear?
Either way, I turn to the elf prince/quaggoth “Can you help us escape? If we can find our gear, we can get out easily.”
(Deleted)
"Dreams brought on by stress? Believe me I have known stress in my life and I have never experienced anything like this before. I bet the Drows have brought it on." Umarook gets to her feet and looks around. She is looking to see what all is in the space with them, are there torches? She does have darkvision. She waits till she thinks there isn't a Drow around to really scan the area.
Daphiwyse says: "Ah, well I have magic, though our best bet is during chores where we might be able to fight our way out. My patron can probably help me with some better magic, though if my dream is correct, I don't think he can help. It said something about breaking a stone. I have no idea about what that is but I know all the shifts of the other spies. I could probably get one of them to help or the fiend that helped me sent an alert."
Yeah. It seems unlikely that it was dreams brought on by stress. I have also known stress for a long time and I have never experienced something like this. Either way, we got to suck it up and pretend that we have accepted our fate.
Daphwise tries to manipulate the weave with his patron's help and casts Eldritch Blast. Daphwise doesn't know that magic is dysfunctional. Also, he makes motions to manipulate the blast in a circle to make a circle of flame*.
*This is just a piece of flavor, it just does force damage
"Where do ye hail from? And what's yer name? Name is Jimjar, I was living in Blingdenstone before being kick...er nevermind!" He smiles with a toothy grin and extends a hand out to give you the customary Deep-Gnome greeting.
"These Drow sure are taking awhile to haul us off to Menzo! I'm hoping we can either get out or have larger cells."
They/Them
" I can understand what they say. " A young half elf with black hair and goatee appears from the shadow of the room. He could be counted as handsome if half of his face isn't covered with various colors of boils. The man smiles sarcastically and continues. " However, there is nothing to make you feel at ease. But if you are curious, I will help. "
@DM
For a couple of weeks, Julius observed two drow males(Jorlan and Shoor) very carefully to find the pattern of their behaviour and prepare for disguising them in the future. By the way, I hope my description about Julius's appearance is correct.
@Everyone
Although Julius is a half drow, he is also a ghost spider, an albino who almost looks like a normal half elf. Also I think the swelling on his face completely conceals his drow feature.
Derendil turns to you with what seems like a frown buried beneath all of that thick fur and points out of the gate towards a stalactite tower.
"There seem to be a few guards always keeping watch on us. I daresay a rude invasion of privacy." He scowls and a low growl lets out to his surprise.
"Oh, please excuse me. I can't seem to control myself these days. That was not very polite of me. Any-who, I'm not entirely sure what happened to any of our gear. I'm not too familiar with the layout of this outpost to gander a guess. So sorry."
They/Them
Daphwise says: "Huh? Oh! I'm Daphwise Silverthread. I come from a small town not too far from here. I think we come from close places! Must be why I recognized you, or it's that it's someone else that I confused with you" Daphwise does the greeting and says "Wheres Menzo? I haven't heard of a drow city called Menzo, but bigger cells would be better. Do you have any ideas to get all of us out of here?" Daphwise says, gesturing to the others
The Kuo-Toa comes up to the two of you and places his hands together in prayer.
"Come now my friends. Why don't we take some time to breathe, that usually helps me in stressful situations!"
"Maybe even talking about our experiences might help. What is happening with these dreams of yours? Come, tell Shuushar if you don't mind."
They/Them
Roll an insight check to see how well you understand their behaviors.
They/Them
Jimjar laughs. "I might have seen ye on one of my travels! I come down here often for trade amongst other things."
"Menzo is Menzoberranzan of course! It's just such a mouthful to say. MEN-ZO BERR-AN-ZAN. See! It's just difficult for me tah say!"
Ront pipes up at your question.
"There's no getting out of here! Duuuh! There are like 20 Drow here! With weapons and armor and magic! How do you expect us to even fight that without any gear?"
At this point Eldeth interjects, in her voice is a defiant fervor.
"You listen here you yellow tailed excuse for an Orc! Talk like that ain't gonna get us out of here. I bet that we can find some more discarded scraps like this." She beckons you all close to show a black shard of flint.
"We could use tools like this to help us get out!"
They/Them
Insight :20
You're not able to glean a lot from them since their visits have been fairly fleeting.
However, you've caught the eye? sense? of the little Myconid sprout Stool.
They've mentioned that Jorlan had suffered some disfiguring injuries recently, which made him fall out of Ilvara's favor. Her new favorite is Shoor. Jorlan seems none to happy about this from what Stool and the others can tell.
They/Them
Daphwise says: "Ah, well, my dream went like so: I was in this goop and I felt like a fire from the Nine Hells. After that, I was put into a void and a voice called out and said: "Release me from my prison. Destroy the stone." Then the same message echoed off of the void infinitely until I woke up."
Ah, well I may be able to strike a bargain with him. I may be able to charm him in a few days if he leads me to do my chores. The best of luck for you guys if you can bust out, but my fiend may need my help. If I have a chance, I will leave. I am sorry, but I will return.
May I scavenge for materials? I ask anybody if they can translate Eldeth so then I can ask if he can provide any tips to scavenge.