Sitting on the roof, Eliaanore waits. If nothing else, she takes the time to wipe the muck of her dress.
She doesn't know what's being discussed inside, but it doesn't matter. She had a feeling and so went with it. That's kept her free so far. Besides, she can always ask one of the others later. In the meantime, she lays back against the shingled roof and watches time pass her by.
"With-her-shins. Simply grab her by her ankles and run around holding her. I assume if your hands are big enough, like mine probably are, her shins will be throughly held and she will commence to having a sneezing fit as run about! This shouldn't be too hard afterall!" Barreknar looks smug and pleased with his explanation of his plan.
Fa'ame shakes her head... "No no no..."She says. "Widdershins..."
By way of explanation, she sticks out a finger and draws a counter-clockwise circle in the air, as if that action alone should make everything clear. She looks to the other two with an eager expression, as if to say... "See?"
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DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae(L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk -Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
"Why would simply waggling your finger in the air do anything? There isn't any 'running' there, Fa'ame..." Moneo says, clearly doubting such a simple explanation. "Barr's idea definitely makes more sense. Though my hands aren't big enough, nor am I strong enough to grab anyone's shins and run with them."
And she start awkwardly "running" in a counter clockwise circle around the table, even though there really isn't much room to maneuver, causing her to bump into furniture and squeeze between tables. As she moves ths way, she looks back to the other too. "See?"She says. "Like this."
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DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae(L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk -Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
"Well, that is certainly 'running'. ok ok Fa'ame, you've been here longer than us. But if that doesn't work, Barr, try and grab her shins." Moneo says still doubtful, but at least understanding. "Also, we can test your grip strength on the scarf sooner it seems."
Fa'ame's face scrunches in confusion at first, then rolls the idea around in her head until her eyes open wide and she smiles broadly. "Sounds like a good plan to me! I suppose we should gather that strange one from wherever she went and head off to the bandit camp."
She turns to the harengon and offers a bow. "Thank you for your help. I am very glad that I did not kill you."
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DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae(L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk -Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
“Let’s rest for a bit first. We’ve been up for quite a few hours before even coming to this world,” Moneo says. “But yes, after that, let’s go play with some jumpers,” bending into a squat himself, Moneo flexes his strong goat legs.
"Yes, I have more than enough beds free. Business is never quite as busy as when the inn could roam the whole of Prismeer. Oh how I long for those days again."
You have a room each (if you so wish, the exchange having been made to cover that when combining everything already offered). Moneo puts a performance on, which Eliaanore can also hear. The rocking of the walking is quite comforting from the roof, the stop starting to lower down every mile or so is a bit more of a jolting motion, but she is wedged in safely enough that she won't fall out.
The morning comes, everyone has had a long rest, and you set off. The water level is currently highwhich does mean that as Eliaanore sees (or more likely, hears) the others exit, she can descend safely, landing in the 5ft deep water without taking damage. You start to head off in the direction of the rabbits hideout, which starts off a bit confusing as you didn't leave the inn at the same place as entering, but with instructions provided, you think you are in the right direction. The waters lower while you walk, and after a couple of hours of walking, you come across a stream. It is 10ft wide but shallow enough to wade through. As you do, you don't see your reflection. Instead, you see a different scene altogether (and not the same scenes as each other).
Moneo:
A hag with toad-like features relaxes in a pool of water while miniature versions of her ladle the water and pour it over her head and shoulders.
Barreknar:
Rows upon rows of severed bullywug heads, all impaled on spikes, chatter at each other.
Davros:
A short, mean-looking old woman wearing a crimson cap, a leather apron, and iron boots uses a cleaver to chop meat in a drab kitchen.
Eliaanore:
A satyr (who looks different to Moneo) whistles to himself as he reclines in a metal cage that dangles off the end of a boom over a lake.
Fa'ame:
A headless, child-sized scarecrow with metal lobster claws for hands tries on some new heads, including an upside-down wooden bucket and a withered head of cabbage. It decides on a large gourd.
Fa'ame stops in her tracks and haunches down to stare at the scene unfolding where her reflection should be.
"Friends..." she asks. "Do you, by chance, see what I see in the water?"
Then, to the figure she sees in the water she calls out. "Excuse me. So sorry to trouble you, but have you by chance seen my reflection? There appears to be some sort of mixup and you two might've been... swapped around or whatnot."
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DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae(L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk -Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
Eliaanore is too busy scouring for river stones to notice initially.
[Passive Perception]
Upon Fa'ame's mention, however, the elf suddenly notices her strange reflection. She peers in closer, trying to discern the details of this strange image, perhaps whether it's real or if there's anything of note on the person in "her" reflection.
Barreknar misses initially about paying attention to his or thenothers reflections. Hearing Fa'ame's question, he looked down into the water. Barreknar eyes go wide and instantly starts smashing his morning star into the water over and over again. Saying between hits "Heads. With. No. Body. Don't. Talk." Frantically looking for a means to cross without being in the water, he tells the others, "watch out for the spikes in the water."
Happy to be mostly dry after starting the day swimming, Moneo looks into the water and says, "My reflection's not quite right either... well... not really right at all. I don't think it's actually a reflection at all that I'm seeing here... Just a creepy hag in a strange bath."
Then, to the figure she sees in the water she calls out. "Excuse me. So sorry to trouble you, but have you by chance seen my reflection? There appears to be some sort of mixup and you two might've been... swapped around or whatnot."
Upon Fa'ame's mention, however, the elf suddenly notices her strange reflection. She peers in closer, trying to discern the details of this strange image, perhaps whether it's real or if there's anything of note on the person in "her" reflection.
There is nothing of note on the person. In fact, there is nothing on the person at all. They are naked in the cage, but seem cheerful enough considering the circumstances
Barreknar misses initially about paying attention to his or thenothers reflections. Hearing Fa'ame's question, he looked down into the water. Barreknar eyes go wide and instantly starts smashing his morning star into the water over and over again. Saying between hits "Heads. With. No. Body. Don't. Talk." Frantically looking for a means to cross without being in the water, he tells the others, "watch out for the spikes in the water."
As you bash the water, the ripples spread out and everyone sees their images distort a bit. You connect with a spike, and the morning star goes through it with no resistance. But the spike is still there afterwards.
Unsttled by the experience, Fa'ame continues crossing, but looks back at the others. "Troubling..." She says. "If any of you happen to see my reflection as we continue onward, would you mind letting me know? It seems I must've misplaced it somewhere."
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DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae(L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk -Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
Sitting on the roof, Eliaanore waits. If nothing else, she takes the time to wipe the muck of her dress.
She doesn't know what's being discussed inside, but it doesn't matter. She had a feeling and so went with it. That's kept her free so far. Besides, she can always ask one of the others later. In the meantime, she lays back against the shingled roof and watches time pass her by.
"Ah of course, widdershins," Moneo says nodding. He then pauses for a second and says, "Wait.. Widder-what?"
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"With-her-shins. Simply grab her by her ankles and run around holding her. I assume if your hands are big enough, like mine probably are, her shins will be throughly held and she will commence to having a sneezing fit as run about! This shouldn't be too hard afterall!" Barreknar looks smug and pleased with his explanation of his plan.
Fa'ame shakes her head... "No no no..." She says. "Widdershins..."
By way of explanation, she sticks out a finger and draws a counter-clockwise circle in the air, as if that action alone should make everything clear. She looks to the other two with an eager expression, as if to say... "See?"
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
"Why would simply waggling your finger in the air do anything? There isn't any 'running' there, Fa'ame..." Moneo says, clearly doubting such a simple explanation. "Barr's idea definitely makes more sense. Though my hands aren't big enough, nor am I strong enough to grab anyone's shins and run with them."
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"No no no..." Says Fa'ame. "Look..."
And she start awkwardly "running" in a counter clockwise circle around the table, even though there really isn't much room to maneuver, causing her to bump into furniture and squeeze between tables. As she moves ths way, she looks back to the other too. "See?" She says. "Like this."
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
"Uhhh isn't that what I said? You just forgot the holding the shins part."
"Well, that is certainly 'running'. ok ok Fa'ame, you've been here longer than us. But if that doesn't work, Barr, try and grab her shins." Moneo says still doubtful, but at least understanding. "Also, we can test your grip strength on the scarf sooner it seems."
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Fa'ame's face scrunches in confusion at first, then rolls the idea around in her head until her eyes open wide and she smiles broadly. "Sounds like a good plan to me! I suppose we should gather that strange one from wherever she went and head off to the bandit camp."
She turns to the harengon and offers a bow. "Thank you for your help. I am very glad that I did not kill you."
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
“Let’s rest for a bit first. We’ve been up for quite a few hours before even coming to this world,” Moneo says. “But yes, after that, let’s go play with some jumpers,” bending into a squat himself, Moneo flexes his strong goat legs.
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Fa'ame nods in agreement and turns to the innkeep. "My friends will be in need of a couple beds for the evening... Do you have any vacancy?"
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
"Yes, I have more than enough beds free. Business is never quite as busy as when the inn could roam the whole of Prismeer. Oh how I long for those days again."
You have a room each (if you so wish, the exchange having been made to cover that when combining everything already offered). Moneo puts a performance on, which Eliaanore can also hear. The rocking of the walking is quite comforting from the roof, the stop starting to lower down every mile or so is a bit more of a jolting motion, but she is wedged in safely enough that she won't fall out.
The morning comes, everyone has had a long rest, and you set off. The water level is currently high which does mean that as Eliaanore sees (or more likely, hears) the others exit, she can descend safely, landing in the 5ft deep water without taking damage. You start to head off in the direction of the rabbits hideout, which starts off a bit confusing as you didn't leave the inn at the same place as entering, but with instructions provided, you think you are in the right direction. The waters lower while you walk, and after a couple of hours of walking, you come across a stream. It is 10ft wide but shallow enough to wade through. As you do, you don't see your reflection. Instead, you see a different scene altogether (and not the same scenes as each other).
Moneo:
A hag with toad-like features relaxes in a pool of water while miniature versions of her ladle the water and pour it over her head and shoulders.
Barreknar:
Rows upon rows of severed bullywug heads, all impaled on spikes, chatter at each other.
Davros:
A short, mean-looking old woman wearing a crimson cap, a leather apron, and iron boots uses a cleaver to chop meat in a drab kitchen.
Eliaanore:
A satyr (who looks different to Moneo) whistles to himself as he reclines in a metal cage that dangles off the end of a boom over a lake.
Fa'ame:
A headless, child-sized scarecrow with metal lobster claws for hands tries on some new heads, including an upside-down wooden bucket and a withered head of cabbage. It decides on a large gourd.
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Fa'ame stops in her tracks and haunches down to stare at the scene unfolding where her reflection should be.
"Friends..." she asks. "Do you, by chance, see what I see in the water?"
Then, to the figure she sees in the water she calls out. "Excuse me. So sorry to trouble you, but have you by chance seen my reflection? There appears to be some sort of mixup and you two might've been... swapped around or whatnot."
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
Eliaanore is too busy scouring for river stones to notice initially.
[Passive Perception]
Upon Fa'ame's mention, however, the elf suddenly notices her strange reflection. She peers in closer, trying to discern the details of this strange image, perhaps whether it's real or if there's anything of note on the person in "her" reflection.
[Perception roll: 16]
"Curiouser and Curiouser."
Barreknar misses initially about paying attention to his or thenothers reflections. Hearing Fa'ame's question, he looked down into the water. Barreknar eyes go wide and instantly starts smashing his morning star into the water over and over again. Saying between hits "Heads. With. No. Body. Don't. Talk." Frantically looking for a means to cross without being in the water, he tells the others, "watch out for the spikes in the water."
Happy to be mostly dry after starting the day swimming, Moneo looks into the water and says, "My reflection's not quite right either... well... not really right at all. I don't think it's actually a reflection at all that I'm seeing here... Just a creepy hag in a strange bath."
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The figure shows no sign of hearing you.
There is nothing of note on the person. In fact, there is nothing on the person at all. They are naked in the cage, but seem cheerful enough considering the circumstances
As you bash the water, the ripples spread out and everyone sees their images distort a bit. You connect with a spike, and the morning star goes through it with no resistance. But the spike is still there afterwards.
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Unsttled by the experience, Fa'ame continues crossing, but looks back at the others. "Troubling..." She says. "If any of you happen to see my reflection as we continue onward, would you mind letting me know? It seems I must've misplaced it somewhere."
DM - Origins - A Level Zero Adventure
DM - Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
The Forge of Fury - Lehmani (L3 Tiefling Cleric, Forge Domain)
Wild Beyond the Witchlight - Fa'amae (L2 Shadar-kai Druid, Circle of the Spores)
Greyhawk - Tilliman Treewick Toadswaddler the First (L1 Gnome Rogue)
Eliaanore giggles childishly.
"All I see is a spirited satyr all too eager to let everything hang out."
A few seconds more of immature revelry pass and she returns to her search, feeling about in the muck for river stones.
There are plenty of puddles in the mud around. They all show your reflections as normal. It was only that one stream that showed something else
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