There is a muffled few words spoken from within the shuffling pit of balls and then the popping sound seems to be happening in two places,
"ouch! Hmm"
...then again "agh damnit!"
...and then again "huh! Spicy".
More shuffling, some snuffling, and then an oink escape the pit before pan calls out, "hey everyone grab as many o' them balls as ye can hehehe! Fill yer bags up!"
"just don't pop 'em! Yer gonne need 'em for our new pal!" Pan yells out with wild amusement as the pit of balls starts shrinking away from the edge, as if the balls are going away. "Grab as many as ye can! Do it! HA HA!"
"HAHAH!" Ashtar laughs loudly and suddenly after his long moment of silence. It's unclear exactly what he's laughing at, but he does take off is cloak and starts using it as a bag for the balls.
Nekane gives Pan and Ashtar a wide eyed look before shaking his head and letting out a hissing breath, "Okey. Will do then." And then he proceeds to (carefully) tuck away as many balls as he can without crushing/popping any.
Violet sighs contentedly as Lozak begins rubbing her shoulders. After letting herself melt in his hands for a while, she sighs and looks at the ball pit and the halfling again.
"Ummm... is that a really good idea? You guys seem to be laughing at nothing after you touched the balls..."
The pit gets lower and lower as the remaining balls empty out of the pit to somewhere unseen, all the while the popping sound like muffled explosions keeps going off, after a moment, the balls are all gone, and pan stands in an empty pit next to a large plug hole which he then stoppers. Near him, a large pig looks very sad, and pan grabs a ball out of his pack and begins starts climbing out of the out, one ball outstretched toward the oig trying to coax it out of the pit along with him. "look at this! The balls explode when ye pop 'em, Piggy 'ere seems to love 'em! An' now we can tek it along wi' us! I fed it a bottle o' alchemist fire and the bloody thing loved it! Not a scratch!" As pan gets closer you can see blistering scorch marks around the halflings mouth, betraying the fact that he too tried eating the balls.
Somehow the pig finds his way out of the now empty ball pit, determined to get to the ball that Pan is holding out to him. He runs at Pan and snatches it out his hand with a satisfying POP as the little ball explodes in the pigs mouth.
Tha' sounds painful 'cause it is painful, but apparently no' for the pig! 'cause boy tha' pig can tek more grief if ye wanne throw it tha' way. I fed it a flask o' alchemists fire an' it didn'e bat an eye!." Pan grins and as he does the blisters around his lips tighten uncomfortably, he pets the pig and turns his attention to the rest of the group
As Pan shuffles around in the ball pit, the small explosion sounds pause for a few seconds, then continue.
There is a muffled few words spoken from within the shuffling pit of balls and then the popping sound seems to be happening in two places,
"ouch! Hmm"
...then again "agh damnit!"
...and then again "huh! Spicy".
More shuffling, some snuffling, and then an oink escape the pit before pan calls out, "hey everyone grab as many o' them balls as ye can hehehe! Fill yer bags up!"
Travin Tiller, Junk Dweller Bard, AURYN.
The Ironmaiden, Questionable Artificer, Descent into Avernus.
DM, Peacekeepers of Northmorrah
Nekane takes a step away from the ball pit, now glad that he'd waited for his more durable companion to jump in first.
"Are you sure they are safe to carry around?" he asks tentatively.
"just don't pop 'em! Yer gonne need 'em for our new pal!" Pan yells out with wild amusement as the pit of balls starts shrinking away from the edge, as if the balls are going away. "Grab as many as ye can! Do it! HA HA!"
Travin Tiller, Junk Dweller Bard, AURYN.
The Ironmaiden, Questionable Artificer, Descent into Avernus.
DM, Peacekeepers of Northmorrah
"HAHAH!" Ashtar laughs loudly and suddenly after his long moment of silence. It's unclear exactly what he's laughing at, but he does take off is cloak and starts using it as a bag for the balls.
Nekane gives Pan and Ashtar a wide eyed look before shaking his head and letting out a hissing breath, "Okey. Will do then." And then he proceeds to (carefully) tuck away as many balls as he can without crushing/popping any.
Violet sighs contentedly as Lozak begins rubbing her shoulders. After letting herself melt in his hands for a while, she sighs and looks at the ball pit and the halfling again.
"Ummm... is that a really good idea? You guys seem to be laughing at nothing after you touched the balls..."
Lozak laughs when Violet talks about 'touching balls'.
DM of AURYN: The Measure of Devotion - Escape from New York
DM of Legacy of NIMH
The pit gets lower and lower as the remaining balls empty out of the pit to somewhere unseen, all the while the popping sound like muffled explosions keeps going off, after a moment, the balls are all gone, and pan stands in an empty pit next to a large plug hole which he then stoppers. Near him, a large pig looks very sad, and pan grabs a ball out of his pack and begins starts climbing out of the out, one ball outstretched toward the oig trying to coax it out of the pit along with him. "look at this! The balls explode when ye pop 'em, Piggy 'ere seems to love 'em! An' now we can tek it along wi' us! I fed it a bottle o' alchemist fire and the bloody thing loved it! Not a scratch!" As pan gets closer you can see blistering scorch marks around the halflings mouth, betraying the fact that he too tried eating the balls.
Travin Tiller, Junk Dweller Bard, AURYN.
The Ironmaiden, Questionable Artificer, Descent into Avernus.
DM, Peacekeepers of Northmorrah
Somehow the pig finds his way out of the now empty ball pit, determined to get to the ball that Pan is holding out to him. He runs at Pan and snatches it out his hand with a satisfying POP as the little ball explodes in the pigs mouth.
Nekane eyes the pig, "Where did that thing come from?" He shakes his head, "And why does it like things exploding in its mouth? Sounds painful to me."
"Well, where should we head now?" He pats his pouch, indicating that it's full of the exploding balls.
"uh! Were'n'ye watchin'? Pig came outta tha pit!
Tha' sounds painful 'cause it is painful, but apparently no' for the pig! 'cause boy tha' pig can tek more grief if ye wanne throw it tha' way. I fed it a flask o' alchemists fire an' it didn'e bat an eye!." Pan grins and as he does the blisters around his lips tighten uncomfortably, he pets the pig and turns his attention to the rest of the group
"Anyhoo, what did'j'all find in the othe' room!?"
Travin Tiller, Junk Dweller Bard, AURYN.
The Ironmaiden, Questionable Artificer, Descent into Avernus.
DM, Peacekeepers of Northmorrah
Ash stops placing balls into his cape to look at the pig. Then he pulls one out of his pile and tosses it to the pig experimentally.