Cinder looked at Bram and huffed at his comment, "Burn? Forget who you are talking to? I am rarely burned, you silly man." As Sylrea got up, Cinder smiled at her friend. "I won't play for long. Then we can talk so more." Sighing Cinder smiled at Sylrea, "She is such a cutie and so strong. I got lucky meeting her." Looking at the Banjo man Cinder waves and yells at him, "Thank you sir! You are great!" Then blowing a kiss at the man and returning to Cedrick, "So?"
The temple is probably the nicest structure in the village; built from clay bricks, and painted a familiar shade of green with winged serpents overlooking the entrance. The entire place radiates good and happiness. Two men in feathered serpent themed robes sit in front, charming strange winged snakes.
Sylrera quickly whipped out her journal and wrote down the names she just heard. "acolyte Todd....Acolyte Bubba....Priestess Eileen.....High priest Mezcal.... Saint Kulenov with feathered serpent..."She suddenly stopped writing when she heard the word demon? "Demon? What demon" She asked as she looked over the group, hoping he was not talking about her.
Cedrick looks at Cinder, gives her a wide smile and a knowing nod, then says, “There are some who would pervert any teaching to their own will, and the Temple of Helm has not been immune to their number over the years. I choose to live by the word of the sacred text: ‘Pervert not the teachings of Helm, lest your chicken should roost when they make their way home.’
“Come my friend. Let us journey to the temple of the feathered serpent.”
He then proceeds to walk toward the center of town and the temple.
OOC: Sorry, wanted to post this a few hours ago, but got caught late at work, drive home, etc....
The people inside the temple are out of there faster than greased lightning.
"DEMON? WHERE IS THE DEMON? DO NOT PANIC, EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL!"
A booming, powerful voice comes from inside the temple:
"Fear not, my children, for there is no demon here, but there is some variety of goblinoid, an elemental, a shapeshifter, a gnome, and a human, from what I can sense"
A voice probes deep within all of your minds:
*I can sense you have come to converse with me. I am Apacotl, the winged serpent.*
Using only his mind Zaliey speaks to Apacotl, “ Have you ever met a wizard named Grigor? We have traveled from his home to this place. He may be in danger.”
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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 looks at Cedrick and shakes her head, "The pervert was more fun, he liked fuss and fight. You feel too pure and makes me want to knock you in the mud." Next Cinder heard the booming voice and winced, "Loud ass!" Next she felt the mental link connect, and her questions in her head came out in a rush. "Are you really a feathered serpent? Do you have mates or do you have to find them? Do you lay eggs? Do you shed your feathers and skin? Bet you look weird during that. I wonder if I can have a feather or scale? Bet you have creepy snake junk huh? Why a church? Why a swamp? I think you can do better." And so on and on.
*Grigor is a great friend of mine, for he is the one who freed me from my prison. He has placed a ward over himself to protect from magical detection, and I promised him I would never give his location away; but I can point you towards a portal that could help you in your search. There, you shall find the Isle of dread in the plane of water. There will be more clues there that could help you.*
*I am indeed a feathered serpent; we are known as couatl, and there are none of us. We produce eggs through magic, and we do not have, as you so crudely put it, "snake junk". For my blessing, you must go through a trial within the temple.*
Pietr replies to the bugbear's comment:
"I WAS THIS HIGH IN DEBT. THEY WERE GOING TO SAW OFF MY FINGERS AND FEED THEM TO A FISH!"
Cinder nods and stops the flow of questions, "Thank you Serpent. You have gave me interesting knowledge I won't soon forget. I will see if others would be interested in your trial, but I am curious about it." Looking at Fuzzy and laughing at him, "Well you definitely are the oddest Bug I have ever seen. I wonder who is a goblin, I think it is a the Gnome. Wait no, they mentioned a Gnome. Oh well." Looking at the screaming Pietr, "Well, before we found out what you were. I was going to set your whole group on fire, so debt isn't that bad."
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Sylrea is just listening while trying to write down this information as fast as she can, even if it doesnt really concern her." At least there are no demons." She says to herself "But shapeshifter...." She looks back to the group and looks towards Bram "hmm...is it?" She started to think back to when she met them at the tavern and how he suddenly appeared on the boat. "It has to be you" She said in a barely audible tone.
Pietr raises his hands to reveal that he has no thumbs:
"THEY'VE ALREADY TAKEN MY THUMBS!"
The voice of Apacotl rings out:
*you must enter the magical item disposal grounds, an area of unstable magic. It is east of here. I hope you have a boat, because that area is especially watery."
Cinder looked at Bram and huffed at his comment, "Burn? Forget who you are talking to? I am rarely burned, you silly man." As Sylrea got up, Cinder smiled at her friend. "I won't play for long. Then we can talk so more." Sighing Cinder smiled at Sylrea, "She is such a cutie and so strong. I got lucky meeting her." Looking at the Banjo man Cinder waves and yells at him, "Thank you sir! You are great!" Then blowing a kiss at the man and returning to Cedrick, "So?"
Bram smiles at Cinders remark before turning back to the conversation with the "Banjo man".
"Are we welcome to enter your fair town and to go to your temple to seek an audience with the Feathered Serpent?"
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Zaliey takes note of the names listed but mostly the one missing name. “Thank you banjo man.”
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
"Go ahead and knock yourself out. The temple accepts all types, even that demon travelling with you."
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
(Ooc: I'm guessing you're going to the Temple)
The temple is probably the nicest structure in the village; built from clay bricks, and painted a familiar shade of green with winged serpents overlooking the entrance. The entire place radiates good and happiness. Two men in feathered serpent themed robes sit in front, charming strange winged snakes.
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Sylrera quickly whipped out her journal and wrote down the names she just heard. "acolyte Todd....Acolyte Bubba....Priestess Eileen.....High priest Mezcal.... Saint Kulenov with feathered serpent..."She suddenly stopped writing when she heard the word demon? "Demon? What demon" She asked as she looked over the group, hoping he was not talking about her.
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
"We have a demon in our ranks? how interesting..."
Bram scans the group looking for anything that could give the demon away
Perception to notice anything obvious: 11
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Well, there's only one person among you with bright red skin and flaming hair...
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Cinder, "A Demon! Fuzzy, I thought you were a bear! Color me surprised that we have some demon bear with us. That's kinda awesome, good on you Fuzzy!"
Cedrick looks at Cinder, gives her a wide smile and a knowing nod, then says, “There are some who would pervert any teaching to their own will, and the Temple of Helm has not been immune to their number over the years. I choose to live by the word of the sacred text: ‘Pervert not the teachings of Helm, lest your chicken should roost when they make their way home.’
“Come my friend. Let us journey to the temple of the feathered serpent.”
He then proceeds to walk toward the center of town and the temple.
OOC: Sorry, wanted to post this a few hours ago, but got caught late at work, drive home, etc....
[ Insert Favorite Saying Here ] ... ;-)
The people inside the temple are out of there faster than greased lightning.
"DEMON? WHERE IS THE DEMON? DO NOT PANIC, EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL!"
A booming, powerful voice comes from inside the temple:
"Fear not, my children, for there is no demon here, but there is some variety of goblinoid, an elemental, a shapeshifter, a gnome, and a human, from what I can sense"
A voice probes deep within all of your minds:
*I can sense you have come to converse with me. I am Apacotl, the winged serpent.*
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Using only his mind Zaliey speaks to Apacotl, “ Have you ever met a wizard named Grigor? We have traveled from his home to this place. He may be in danger.”
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, just because I have a bear on the word bugbear it doesn't mean we're actual bears. The winged serpent is right on his observation.
I'm concerned about the thing that he said about the shapeshifter among us. Also, I heard tax collectors are considered demons to some people."
He Fuzzyfeet looks suspiciously at Pietr.
Cinder looks at Cedrick and shakes her head, "The pervert was more fun, he liked fuss and fight. You feel too pure and makes me want to knock you in the mud." Next Cinder heard the booming voice and winced, "Loud ass!" Next she felt the mental link connect, and her questions in her head came out in a rush. "Are you really a feathered serpent? Do you have mates or do you have to find them? Do you lay eggs? Do you shed your feathers and skin? Bet you look weird during that. I wonder if I can have a feather or scale? Bet you have creepy snake junk huh? Why a church? Why a swamp? I think you can do better." And so on and on.
*Grigor is a great friend of mine, for he is the one who freed me from my prison. He has placed a ward over himself to protect from magical detection, and I promised him I would never give his location away; but I can point you towards a portal that could help you in your search. There, you shall find the Isle of dread in the plane of water. There will be more clues there that could help you.*
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
*I am indeed a feathered serpent; we are known as couatl, and there are none of us. We produce eggs through magic, and we do not have, as you so crudely put it, "snake junk". For my blessing, you must go through a trial within the temple.*
Pietr replies to the bugbear's comment:
"I WAS THIS HIGH IN DEBT. THEY WERE GOING TO SAW OFF MY FINGERS AND FEED THEM TO A FISH!"
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Cinder nods and stops the flow of questions, "Thank you Serpent. You have gave me interesting knowledge I won't soon forget. I will see if others would be interested in your trial, but I am curious about it." Looking at Fuzzy and laughing at him, "Well you definitely are the oddest Bug I have ever seen. I wonder who is a goblin, I think it is a the Gnome. Wait no, they mentioned a Gnome. Oh well." Looking at the screaming Pietr, "Well, before we found out what you were. I was going to set your whole group on fire, so debt isn't that bad."
"ok so we don't have any demons among us, but now we have a shapeshifter?!"
Bram looks relieved that there are no demons around, but starts to look at the others with suspicion
"so...who's the shapeshifter then"
Bram again eyes everyone for any signs of oddness
Perception to notice anything odd that might suggest a shapeshifter: 22
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Sylrea is just listening while trying to write down this information as fast as she can, even if it doesnt really concern her." At least there are no demons." She says to herself "But shapeshifter...." She looks back to the group and looks towards Bram "hmm...is it?" She started to think back to when she met them at the tavern and how he suddenly appeared on the boat. "It has to be you" She said in a barely audible tone.
Investigation: 13 - To see if im right about him
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
Pietr raises his hands to reveal that he has no thumbs:
"THEY'VE ALREADY TAKEN MY THUMBS!"
The voice of Apacotl rings out:
*you must enter the magical item disposal grounds, an area of unstable magic. It is east of here. I hope you have a boat, because that area is especially watery."
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1