Sylrea quickly gathered her belongings and closely followed the group out the door. "They cant be trusted" Said the slithery voice in her head.She tried to ignore it, but it just kept repeating. Soon, she starts to look over her new "companions". She is inspecting their armor, clothes, mannerisms, and faces. Trying to determine if they can be trusted
Cinder watched everyone and finally calmed down enough to to follow, the Bugbear was scary looking but no one was hurt by him. Looking around Cinder went up to Sylrea, who tried to calm her earlier. Taking their hand to hold and following the others, "I hope there isnt any actual skeletons. Those are just creepy when they move."
"Probably a little bit of both" Sylrea answered in a low tone. As she was about to look over the crew one more time, was was startled by someone suddenly grabbing her hand. She quickly turned her head and saw that it was the Genasi from earlier. She was about to remove her hand, but realized the Genasi is probably still nervous. "True, but I would fell much better cutting of the head of a skeloton, than a human" Sylrea was silent for a couple more second before asking. "So what can I call you guys. You know, like your names?"
Cinder listened to Sylrea, and nodded to her. "Yes. I am not good at cutting but I can blast things with magic, then it doesn't matter much what the target is. "I am Cinder, I am not from around here. I like to travel and I don't know if I can find my way home anymore, it is very far away. Who are you my noble protector and maybe someday friend?"
(I'll take the total lack of a response as a yes.)
As you reach the home of Grigor (a 40 ft. Tall tower, made of brick and painted green), you notice a group of Thugs outside the house, trying to shoot an unseen figure through one of the windows! They shout:
We know your master is in there, so open up!
the figure responds by throwing a chair at them through the window.
The words noble protector pierced at Sylrea's heart like a cold steel blade. For a split second, she looked like she was about to break down and cry. Although she he quickly got a hold of herself, the pain in her heart was still there. "People tend to call me Joan, but my full name is Sylrea Joan Lightbringer." She said with a beautiful smile. "Maybe I can help you look for your home, im in a bit of a search for my own as well. And please, consider me a friend.
When Sylrea turned her head a look forward, she saw a couple of thugs outside of Grigor's home."Hey! What do you thugs think you are doing?" Sylrea screamed while running up to the thugs. She tends to act pretty rash if she thinks someone is in need of help. Forgetting that she was holding Cinder's hand, she dragged her along.
ooc: Sorry! Was waiting for the others. Ill reply next time.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Cedrick approaches the thugs and proclaims in a loud voice “ Hold fast ner’do wells. For I am an Acolyte of Helm, and as the sacred tome states, ‘Trouble not the home of your enemy.’. Stand away and lay down your arms.”
"I am not sure, but if there is something I know, he's a mad man.
I won't be surprised if he has a few skeletons on his closets before he magically disappeared into thin air.
Maybe he's just hiding and waiting for us to become his victims."
The bugbear lets out a sarcastic yet foreboding remark at the gnome.
Sylrea quickly gathered her belongings and closely followed the group out the door. "They cant be trusted" Said the slithery voice in her head.She tried to ignore it, but it just kept repeating. Soon, she starts to look over her new "companions". She is inspecting their armor, clothes, mannerisms, and faces. Trying to determine if they can be trusted
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
Clearly intimidated by the bugbear, "I am glad we are on the same team. Skeletons in his closet.... literally or just some bad experiences?"
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Cinder watched everyone and finally calmed down enough to to follow, the Bugbear was scary looking but no one was hurt by him. Looking around Cinder went up to Sylrea, who tried to calm her earlier. Taking their hand to hold and following the others, "I hope there isnt any actual skeletons. Those are just creepy when they move."
"Probably a little bit of both" Sylrea answered in a low tone. As she was about to look over the crew one more time, was was startled by someone suddenly grabbing her hand. She quickly turned her head and saw that it was the Genasi from earlier. She was about to remove her hand, but realized the Genasi is probably still nervous. "True, but I would fell much better cutting of the head of a skeloton, than a human" Sylrea was silent for a couple more second before asking. "So what can I call you guys. You know, like your names?"
OOC: How tall are you guys? Im 6"2
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
(I'm assuming that you are all currently travelling to Grigor's house?)
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Cinder listened to Sylrea, and nodded to her. "Yes. I am not good at cutting but I can blast things with magic, then it doesn't matter much what the target is. "I am Cinder, I am not from around here. I like to travel and I don't know if I can find my way home anymore, it is very far away. Who are you my noble protector and maybe someday friend?"
Ooc
Cinder is 5ft, tiny thing.
https://i.imgur.com/wjqOc7Z.jpg
(I'll take the total lack of a response as a yes.)
As you reach the home of Grigor (a 40 ft. Tall tower, made of brick and painted green), you notice a group of Thugs outside the house, trying to shoot an unseen figure through one of the windows! They shout:
We know your master is in there, so open up!
the figure responds by throwing a chair at them through the window.
(Pic: fixed, in case of confusion)
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Zaliey looks for coverage and draws his crossbow.
”Are they the bad guys or is it the person in the house?” He whispers to the group.
ooc: 3’9”
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
The words noble protector pierced at Sylrea's heart like a cold steel blade. For a split second, she looked like she was about to break down and cry. Although she he quickly got a hold of herself, the pain in her heart was still there. "People tend to call me Joan, but my full name is Sylrea Joan Lightbringer." She said with a beautiful smile. "Maybe I can help you look for your home, im in a bit of a search for my own as well. And please, consider me a friend.
When Sylrea turned her head a look forward, she saw a couple of thugs outside of Grigor's home."Hey! What do you thugs think you are doing?" Sylrea screamed while running up to the thugs. She tends to act pretty rash if she thinks someone is in need of help. Forgetting that she was holding Cinder's hand, she dragged her along.
ooc: Sorry! Was waiting for the others. Ill reply next time.
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
The thugs seem rather annoyed at being interrupted. One of them turns and says:
if you don't mind, this is a private conference between us and a friend.
the figure in the tower (anybody who knew Grigor would recognize him as his janitor, Elroy) shouts:
THEY AREN'T MY FRIENDS! THEY'RE TRYING TO CAPTURE GRIGOR!
the thugs drop all pretense of friendliness and attack!
Thug 1 (speedy) 16
Thug 2(healer) 18
Thug 3 (rich) 21
Thug 4 (actual thug) 2
Thug 5 (Leader) 9
ROLL FOR INITIATIVE!
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Initiative: 11
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Cedrick approaches the thugs and proclaims in a loud voice “ Hold fast ner’do wells. For I am an Acolyte of Helm, and as the sacred tome states, ‘Trouble not the home of your enemy.’. Stand away and lay down your arms.”
Persuasion Check: 24
[ Insert Favorite Saying Here ] ... ;-)
Initiative 21
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Initiative:10
Initiative: 19
Ooc: You want me or the leader to go first?
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
The healer speaks:
Halt, my friends! I am also one of the faithful of Helm. We have been told that the man who owns this is comitting an act of PURE EVIL:
He forgot to pay taxes to Lord Deas last week and we have come to collect 5 gold in compensation for this offense.
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Ooc: Dang, that is pure evil! Good roll Cowboy!
(Holy frick tho. You just earned a dmpc!)
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1