"Ahh, Gizzmodious is Gizzmo." As Wensa takes Gizzmo's hand to shake and smell it some of the dust coming off of Skeekbad causes her to sneeze on to Gizmo's hand. She then wipes her nose with his sleeve. Releasing you hand "Yes Wensa not fool. Gizzmo is goblin."
After about 20 minutes, a human man exits the door and stands on the landing overlooking the sitting room. He has medium length black hair and a trimmed mustache. A purple cape covers his ivory colored shirt and dark leather pants. A wand hangs from his belt in a holster. You can tell he is clearly a wizard of sorts. Exiting right behind him is a fair half-elven woman and Wadsworth. The wizard whispers something to Wadsworth and waits until the half-elf woman and Wadsworth leave out the front door. While the door is open, you can hear the sound of horses clopping and wagon wheels grinding against the dirt path outside before Wadsworth closes the front door behind him.
"Well well well! You're all here! Very good." He claps his hands together and holds them together for a moment looking you all over before releasing his hands again. "I was afraid some of you were not going to join us on this journey together. I am Chadwick Bernard Gloomblast." Out of nowhere, the same fanfare music you heard from your letter plays. Chad descends the stairs to the same level as the main room.
Chad makes his way to the sitting area and takes a seat in a leather armchair with purple trim. "Very exciting times! Very!" Chad leans back. "Now you all are assembled here for a very special purpose. A city to the west is home to a large number of magical items that I wish to be in my possession, and for reasons I cannot discuss, I am no longer allowed in this city." Chad clears his throat. "This city is Waterdeep. Waterdeep, also known as the City of Splendors, is the most important and influential city in the North of Faerun. More than 100,000 people have made their home in Waterdeep. There is a large order of city guard and currently a magical spell surrounding the city that does not allow magical travel to or from the city proper." Wadsworth makes his way back into the manor and takes position nearby, standing at attention.
Chad leans forward, grabs a glass of wine and some cheese and begins to eat on the cheese. "Why do you think I brought you all here?"
(Talk yourselves up to Chad about your abilities and prior victories.)
"Wensa lives in city. Wensa knows how to stay in shadows of city so people not see Wensa. Wensa sees good, and finds good, and fights good, and lies good......But Wensa not lie to you! No, no, no Wensa knows when people lies and Wensa not lying. Skeekbad lies. Skeekbad is frog-rat and pretends to be Barghest. Gizzmo lies and says Gizzmo is Gizzmomomos."
(What Wensa is referencing about moving around cities.)
Urchin
Feature: City Secrets
You know the secret patterns and flow to cities and can find passages through the urban sprawl that others would miss. When you are not in combat, you (and companions you lead) can travel between any two locations in the city twice as fast as your speed would normally allow.
"Wensa lives in city. Wensa knows how to stay in shadows of city so people not see Wensa. Wensa sees good, and finds good, and fights good, and lies good......But Wensa not lie to you! No, no, no Wensa knows when people lies and Wensa not lying. Skeekbad lies. Skeekbad is frog-rat and pretends to be Barghest. Gizzmo lies and says Gizzmo is Gizzmomomos."
(What Wensa is referencing about moving around cities.)
Urchin
Feature: City Secrets
You know the secret patterns and flow to cities and can find passages through the urban sprawl that others would miss. When you are not in combat, you (and companions you lead) can travel between any two locations in the city twice as fast as your speed would normally allow.
I will have this come into play later when I explain movement.
Gizzmo walks over to Gloomblast. He activates his stilt boots. Gears clink and grind and he is ratcheted up several feet until he is eye level with Gloomblast. He sticks out his hand for Chad to shake. "I am Gizzmodious Gladfartt Getsum. You can call me Gizzmo, and I can tell you Goblinses can do great thingses," He stops to wipe the viscous mucus from his sleeve onto the fine velvety arm chair. "We are not a bunch of sneaks," he glanced at his fellow goblinses. "Uhm, we are not JUST a bunch of sneaks. I'm sure we can do lots things. I, myself, attended the Waterdevian Community College of Alchemical and Magical Sciences for several days," his voice turns sour and he forgets he is still talking aloud. "until they discovered I was a Goblins. They couldn't prove I stole their bookses. Goblinses CAN do magic as good as them. I will show..." he regains a bit of focus. He ratchets down his shoes as he heads to the table mumbling a bit and refilling his wine glass.
Jallmur stops to think."Methinks I was brought here to balance out the goblinses. Not only do I have the sheer Goliath strength (He shows off his "muscles"- Performance 16) I have the agility to be stopping any foe(He attempts to do a backflip. Acrobatics-6 but falls on his face. He pretends he meant to do that.) You brought us here to...Oh! I know!. Free the seahorses! (He points madly at the seahorses). Since the city is being called Waterdeep, the tool to save them must be in the watery depths of the city."Jallmur feels very accomplished because he provided such crucial information to the party."You know what they is saying in the mountains: 'If you need help Jallmur can...can...help you!" It even rhymes!" Jallmur has a very smug expression on his face. He removes the borrowed wineglass from his pocket and takes a drink from it. Unfortunately, his cool-guy act is ruined because the glass is already empty. Jallmur goes to inspect the seahorses after his "drink" Investigation-- 8
Skeekbad looks genuinely injured that Wensa has called her a liar, and the insult has flustered her so much that she actually allows a few of the other goblins to say their piece instead of rudely interjecting or starting her own oration. After an unprecedented period of stunned silence she starts trying to speak over the end of Jallmur's speech.
But Skeekbad can help you better!
She says, rudely pushing her way in front of Jallmur as he starts attempts to drink from his empty glass.
I am clearly the smartest and the wisest of all of you who are gathered here. Even a wizard with an esteemed name such as the Blaster of Gloom cannot compare to my masterful powers of insight. No trick is tricksy enough to... uh... trick, Skeekbad, for I am the shiniest shaman, AND the greatest goblin to ever grace the dirt-ball-they-call-Faerun. I killed a boar who was just standing in front of me.
She points up at the boar's head.
It was easy too, and delicious. I have also mastered the becoming and can be anything I have before seen, such as that thing there.
She regards the owlbear and tries to demonstrate, turning into a nightmarish puddle of scales and fins and tentacles and fur briefly. She turns back to her regular form and smiles proudly.
Aaand, I am the best at sneaky-stabbing. Especially the sneaking. And the stabbing also. Shamaning is my "profession" sneaking and stabbing is my true love.
She does air quotes when saying the word "profession".
"Wensa lives in city. Wensa knows how to stay in shadows of city so people not see Wensa. Wensa sees good, and finds good, and fights good, and lies good......But Wensa not lie to you! No, no, no Wensa knows when people lies and Wensa not lying. Skeekbad lies. Skeekbad is frog-rat and pretends to be Barghest. Gizzmo lies and says Gizzmo is Gizzmomomos."
(What Wensa is referencing about moving around cities.)
Urchin
Feature: City Secrets
You know the secret patterns and flow to cities and can find passages through the urban sprawl that others would miss. When you are not in combat, you (and companions you lead) can travel between any two locations in the city twice as fast as your speed would normally allow.
"That is the exact reason I brought you here. I needed someone that knows the city rather well. You're going to have to guide the others to avoid your capture from the city guard. More on that later."
Gizzmo walks over to Gloomblast. He activates his stilt boots. Gears clink and grind and he is ratcheted up several feet until he is eye level with Gloomblast. He sticks out his hand for Chad to shake. "I am Gizzmodious Gladfartt Getsum. You can call me Gizzmo, and I can tell you Goblinses can do great thingses," He stops to wipe the viscous mucus from his sleeve onto the fine velvety arm chair. "We are not a bunch of sneaks," he glanced at his fellow goblinses. "Uhm, we are not JUST a bunch of sneaks. I'm sure we can do lots things. I, myself, attended the Waterdevian Community College of Alchemical and Magical Sciences for several days," his voice turns sour and he forgets he is still talking aloud. "until they discovered I was a Goblins. They couldn't prove I stole their bookses. Goblinses CAN do magic as good as them. I will show..." he regains a bit of focus. He ratchets down his shoes as he heads to the table mumbling a bit and refilling his wine glass.
Chad shakes the hand of this mechanically inclined goblin. "College is not for everyone my friend. Seems to me like you're doing just fine. And if you like that type of stuff, I'll have a treat for you later." Chad gives the stilted goblin a wink.
Jallmur stops to think. "Methinks I was brought here to balance out the goblinses. Not only do I have the sheer Goliath strength (He shows off his "muscles"- Performance 16) I have the agility to be stopping any foe (He attempts to do a backflip. Acrobatics-6 but falls on his face. He pretends he meant to do that.) You brought us here to...Oh! I know!. Free the seahorses! (He points madly at the seahorses). Since the city is being called Waterdeep, the tool to save them must be in the watery depths of the city." Jallmur feels very accomplished because he provided such crucial information to the party. "You know what they is saying in the mountains: 'If you need help Jallmur can...can...help you!" It even rhymes!" Jallmur has a very smug expression on his face. He removes the borrowed wineglass from his pocket and takes a drink from it. Unfortunately, his cool-guy act is ruined because the glass is already empty. Jallmur goes to inspect the seahorses after his "drink" Investigation-- 8
"Very impressive," Chad says as you flex. "I have a special goal for you during this little operation here. And I hope you enjoy fighting. There is something I want, and you all may need, that can only be gotten by fighting."
Chad spits out a little wine and laughs as you eat the floor after your flip. "No, no. The seahorses live here with me. They don't need freeing. And my hope is Jallmur can help!" Wadsworth has reentered the manor at this point. Upon seeing an empty glass, he refills it from the decanter.
You don't discern anything unnatural about the seahorses. They appear real as they swim around the large tank.
Skeekbad looks genuinely injured that Wensa has called her a liar, and the insult has flustered her so much that she actually allows a few of the other goblins to say their piece instead of rudely interjecting or starting her own oration. After an unprecedented period of stunned silence she starts trying to speak over the end of Jallmur's speech.
But Skeekbad can help you better!
She says, rudely pushing her way in front of Jallmur as he starts attempts to drink from his empty glass.
I am clearly the smartest and the wisest of all of you who are gathered here. Even a wizard with an esteemed name such as the Blaster of Gloom cannot compare to my masterful powers of insight. No trick is tricksy enough to... uh... trick, Skeekbad, for I am the shiniest shaman, AND the greatest goblin to ever grace the dirt-ball-they-call-Faerun. I killed a boar who was just standing in front of me.
She points up at the boar's head.
It was easy too, and delicious. I have also mastered the becoming and can be anything I have before seen, such as that thing there.
She regards the owlbear and tries to demonstrate, turning into a nightmarish puddle of scales and fins and tentacles and fur briefly. She turns back to her regular form and smiles proudly.
Aaand, I am the best at sneaky-stabbing. Especially the sneaking. And the stabbing also. Shamaning is my "profession" sneaking and stabbing is my true love.
She does air quotes when saying the word "profession".
"You better be sneaky little one! And cleaver. Have you ever stolen anything of value? If not, you will. You will also be in possession of some very expensive magical items. You all will be."
Chad watches as you turn from a goblin to some amalgamation of a creature and back. "Well, that was, uh, impressive."
Chad looks over at Tsux, waiting for his self-bolstering. (I'm going to wait on Tsux before I advance the story.)
Wensa puffs up a bit at the praise (as she sees it) from the wizard. As the others speak she thinks they might be distracted and tries to see if they might be carrying anything interesting on them.
(Not sure if you want perception or investigation for that. Also do I need to make a roll for each other player I check?)
Wensa puffs up a bit at the praise (as she sees it) from the wizard. As the others speak she thinks they might be distracted and tries to see if they might be carrying anything interesting on them.
(Not sure if you want perception or investigation for that. Also do I need to make a roll for each other player I check?)
No one except Gizzmo has anything too unusual. Gizzmo has a few different clockwork items. Skeekbad is covered in her animal cloak and dirt.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Wensa
The unusual baubles carried by Gizzmo catch Wensa's eye. She attempts to gauge when he is most distracted and then attempts to sneak one away from him.
Insight : 14(Hoping a high roll will gain me advantage on the Sleight of Hand)
The unusual baubles carried by Gizzmo catch Wensa's eye. She attempts to gauge when he is most distracted and then attempts to sneak one away from him.
Insight : 22(Hoping a high roll will gain me advantage on the Sleight of Hand)
Keen to goblin antics, Chad sees Wensa trying to steal from Gizzmo's pockets. Chad slaps Wensa hand away from Gizzmo. "No no, my little green friend. Stealing will not happen here. It will happen in Waterdeep. You all are going to be a team with one mission."
Chad looks over to Tsux who is beginning to smoke. All of a sudden Tsux bursts into green flames and is reduced to a pile of ashes where he was seated. Chad does not seem alarmed or concerned with the incident. There was no heat or fire damage to anything around. Just like the flames that transported you all here. "Well, that was bound to happen. Sometimes the magical safeguards put in place are a little slow to act against such treachery. I don't know how well you all read my letter, but there was a clause in there that the letter was attuned to a single specific recipient. If another party is to attempt to use the letter, the letter is supposed to remove the nonrecipient from this mortal plane." Wadsworth grabs a dustpan and sweeper and cleans off the area Tsux was seated.
"Back to the reason you all are here. Some of you may be more clever than you look," Chad says with a chuckle. "What I need from the four of you is to enter Waterdeep, recover a few specific magical items and return here with them. Well, those that are not captured or executed. After that, the world is yours as promised. Now there are a few issues we will run into during this little operation. Waterdeep as a whole is not very accepting of goblins and even less of crime. The city guard will have no quarrels about executing you in the city square to prove a point. The second is your escape. I can not assist in your escape. You will have to find your own way, but I do have a few ideas."
"There is one specific magical item that needs to be recovered, the rest is a little bonus to me, but may help you along the way. You are able to use these magic items if you would like during this operation, but there is a single caveat. The one item I need is in the deck of many things(this deck is the 22 card version), a specific card. If you use the deck and draw the moon card, the deck has no use to me. The moon card is very powerful and useless to me if someone else pulls the card." Chad takes a deep breath before continuing. "The problem is, I do not know where the deck is currently. I do know it is in a noble's manor, but I am still working on getting an exact location. I have narrowed it down to a manor in the Sea Ward.”
(If you use the deck, you must state how many cards you wish to blindly pull from the deck before you pull them. I will have you roll to see which card you get. I will only allow a reroll if you draw the donjon, void, the flames, skull and wish card and you, and only you, have an inspiration to burn. If you use a reroll, the card is removed from the deck is discarded, unless it is the wish card that reenters the deck. Other than that, you must live with the consequences. Most cards are single-use cards, but some reenter the deck after they are used. )
”Does anyone have any questions about the operation up to this point?” Chad says to the group. Chad leans back and takes a sip of wine.
Exhausted from being awoken in the middle of the night, and the transformations and Chadwick's long and tiresome speech, Skeebad curls up into a dirt ball on her chair. She's just a bit too large, so her rear end hangs off of the edge of the chair, her head the other side, and her feet and arms here and there as well. She is muttering and smacking her lips rather loudly as she slumbers.
Exhausted from being awoken in the middle of the night, and the transformations and Chadwick's long and tiresome speech, Skeebad curls up into a dirt ball on her chair. She's just a bit too large, so her rear end hangs off of the edge of the chair, her head the other side, and her feet and arms here and there as well. She is muttering and smacking her lips rather loudly as she slumbers.
Chad snaps his fingers and points over to Skeekbad. Wadsworth grabs a spray bottle and walks over to Skeekbad and sprays her in her face.
"Ah Mr. Gloomblast, I do have a question or two. You have most generously promised us the world," Gizzmo makes an expansive gesture, which makes his wine glass slosh onto Wensa. He steps away from her. "Could you be more specific? And while we Goblinses are a trusting lot," he looks at his companions in this venture, "we'll need something in writing." He turns away as if he is done but raises his hand for just one more thing. "Where exactly are we? How do we get in? And why aren't you welcome in Waterdevian? Do we get to ride on the Airship?!" His eyes light up with an erratic intensity.
Skeekbad sputters and coughs as Wadsworth sprays her. She rolls onto the floor and on all fours tries to shake the water off causing mud and dirt to fly everywhere, then rubs her still muddy face on the nearest piece of soft fabric she can find. She climbs back up onto the chair sheepishly and does her best to pay attention to the rest of Chad's spiel but is clearly struggling.
When Chad asks about questions, Skeekbad tries to talk at the same time as and possibly over Gizzmo and the others.
"When you say, the world will be mind... how will I fit it in my pocket, I need to stand on it so that will be difficult, is it some kind of trick where you make it very small, but I am also very small, but also still very big and in two places at once?"
She looks all around her as if she's trying to figure some thing out, then starts to freak out and hyperventilate.
"Are we in YOUR pocket?! How deep does it go?! If I'm here and in there, are there multiples of me, what will the other me's think when they find out that I am not the sneakiest or the stabbiest?!"
She starts gnawing on the edge of a plate and that seems to calm her down slightly.
"Ah Mr. Gloomblast, I do have a question or two. You have most generously promised us the world," Gizzmo makes an expansive gesture, which makes his wine glass slosh onto Wensa. He steps away from her. "Could you be more specific? And while we Goblinses are a trusting lot," he looks at his companions in this venture, "we'll need something in writing." He turns away as if he is done but raises his hand for just one more thing. "Where exactly are we? How do we get in? And why aren't you welcome in Waterdevian? Do we get to ride on the Airship?!" His eyes light up with an erratic intensity.
“You will have your very own pocket dimension that you can control in anyway you see fit. No fear from outside force. A king of your own land. Created in any form you would like. Wadsworth, please the contracts.” Wadsworth will fetch a few pieces of paper and quill pens, handing them out to you. “Just sign there at the bottom please.” (Everything is on the up and up.) Attached to the contract is a copy of the lettter you received with your footprints stamped on them from when you stood on the paper.
“You are in my family’s estate. It is to the east of Waterdeep in the hills. As far as getting into Waterdeep, the airship will take you there. So yes, we will be traveling via airship! As far as why I’m no longer welcome, well........ During a performance of mine a constabulary was killed in one of my acts. Totally out of my control I mind you, but never the less a tragedy for some. He was not well liked, but the act couldn’t go without some sort of recompense, which I refused to pay. Now there is a small price on my head now. Not enough for anyone to come looking, but a hinderence just the same.”
Skeekbad sputters and coughs as Wadsworth sprays her. She rolls onto the floor and on all fours tries to shake the water off causing mud and dirt to fly everywhere, then rubs her still muddy face on the nearest piece of soft fabric she can find. She climbs back up onto the chair sheepishly and does her best to pay attention to the rest of Chad's spiel but is clearly struggling.
When Chad asks about questions, Skeekbad tries to talk at the same time as and possibly over Gizzmo and the others.
"When you say, the world will be mind... how will I fit it in my pocket, I need to stand on it so that will be difficult, is it some kind of trick where you make it very small, but I am also very small, but also still very big and in two places at once?"
She looks all around her as if she's trying to figure some thing out, then starts to freak out and hyperventilate.
"Are we in YOUR pocket?! How deep does it go?! If I'm here and in there, are there multiples of me, what will the other me's think when they find out that I am not the sneakiest or the stabbiest?!"
She starts gnawing on the edge of a plate and that seems to calm her down slightly.
“No no Skeekbad, you are not in my pocket. I will provide you with your own pocket to live in, you see! A magical place filled with everything you could ever want. Invite only! As far as the infinite universe is concerned, I have only met myself so far. I feel you are in no danger from the other infinite Skeekbads occppuping other dimensions.”
It's probably at this point that Tsux bursts into flame. "Ahhh,ahhha,aaaa!" Wensa runs screaming hiding behind what ever is closest. "Wensa was stealing. Please don't burn Wensa! Wensa will not seal from other goblinses again! Gizzmo has so many shinys. Gizzmo will not miss. Wensa has no shiny. Don't burn Wensa! WENSA SORRY!!!!" She falls to the floor groveling. Snot streaming from her nose. She is a truly pitiful sight.
She calms as the wizard starts going over the job. Her facial expression changing quickly as he goes over it all. Fear at mention of capture and execution. Elation at talk of rewards and magical items. Lots of confusion through out. About 2/3 of the way through her face starts to scrunch up in apparent concentration effort moving into an almost pained expression. As chad finishes asking for questions she holds her for a few moments longer as the others ask questions. As they wrap up but probably before Chad gets a chance to answer she exclaims."You Reek! Wensa understand!" Turning to the remaining goblins. "Do goblins remeber the house? Chad house is all different. Chad takes part of other house Chad likes. Now Chad want deck for Chad house. Then Chad and Wensa and Gizzmo and Skeekbad and Jallmur and ..." She trails off as she looks at the pile of Tsux ashes. Then turns back quickly forgetting again. "all have party on Chad new deck. Wonderful idea. Wensa think Chad house need deck. Might need to move airship to make room. Is deck big? How Wensa and goblins carry big deck?"
It's probably at this point that Tsux bursts into flame. "Ahhh,ahhha,aaaa!" Wensa runs screaming hiding behind what ever is closest. "Wensa was stealing. Please don't burn Wensa! Wensa will not seal from other goblinses again! Gizzmo has so many shinys. Gizzmo will not miss. Wensa has no shiny. Don't burn Wensa! WENSA SORRY!!!!" She falls to the floor groveling. Snot streaming from her nose. She is a truly pitiful sight.
She calms as the wizard starts going over the job. Her facial expression changing quickly as he goes over it all. Fear at mention of capture and execution. Elation at talk of rewards and magical items. Lots of confusion through out. About 2/3 of the way through her face starts to scrunch up in apparent concentration effort moving into an almost pained expression. As chad finishes asking for questions she holds her for a few moments longer as the others ask questions. As they wrap up but probably before Chad gets a chance to answer she exclaims."You Reek! Wensa understand!" Turning to the remaining goblins. "Do goblins remeber the house? Chad house is all different. Chad takes part of other house Chad likes. Now Chad want deck for Chad house. Then Chad and Wensa and Gizzmo and Skeekbad and Jallmur and ..." She trails off as she looks at the pile of Tsux ashes. Then turns back quickly forgetting again. "all have party on Chad new deck. Wonderful idea. Wensa think Chad house need deck. Might need to move airship to make room. Is deck big? How Wensa and goblins carry big deck?"
Chad's insight into your lying: 5
Chad is weary of your story of the cheese but decides to believe you. "It's OK Wensa, take a deep breath." Chad reaches into his cloak. "Here, have this Wensa." Chad draws a gold coin from his cloak and flips it toward Wensa. It has a high polish and an engraving of Chads face. On the back, it says "Gloomblast Fan Club Member". To answer Wensa's question about the deck, "No, not a party deck, a deck of cards." Chad holds his hand out and casts prestidigitation. From his hand is an illusory Deck of Many Things, floating and slowly turning so you can see all angles. "After you get me this, then yes, we all will have a party of Chad's deck."
Wensa
"Ahh, Gizzmodious is Gizzmo." As Wensa takes Gizzmo's hand to shake and smell it some of the dust coming off of Skeekbad causes her to sneeze on to Gizmo's hand. She then wipes her nose with his sleeve. Releasing you hand "Yes Wensa not fool. Gizzmo is goblin."
After about 20 minutes, a human man exits the door and stands on the landing overlooking the sitting room. He has medium length black hair and a trimmed mustache. A purple cape covers his ivory colored shirt and dark leather pants. A wand hangs from his belt in a holster. You can tell he is clearly a wizard of sorts. Exiting right behind him is a fair half-elven woman and Wadsworth. The wizard whispers something to Wadsworth and waits until the half-elf woman and Wadsworth leave out the front door. While the door is open, you can hear the sound of horses clopping and wagon wheels grinding against the dirt path outside before Wadsworth closes the front door behind him.
"Well well well! You're all here! Very good." He claps his hands together and holds them together for a moment looking you all over before releasing his hands again. "I was afraid some of you were not going to join us on this journey together. I am Chadwick Bernard Gloomblast." Out of nowhere, the same fanfare music you heard from your letter plays. Chad descends the stairs to the same level as the main room.
Chad makes his way to the sitting area and takes a seat in a leather armchair with purple trim. "Very exciting times! Very!" Chad leans back. "Now you all are assembled here for a very special purpose. A city to the west is home to a large number of magical items that I wish to be in my possession, and for reasons I cannot discuss, I am no longer allowed in this city." Chad clears his throat. "This city is Waterdeep. Waterdeep, also known as the City of Splendors, is the most important and influential city in the North of Faerun. More than 100,000 people have made their home in Waterdeep. There is a large order of city guard and currently a magical spell surrounding the city that does not allow magical travel to or from the city proper." Wadsworth makes his way back into the manor and takes position nearby, standing at attention.
Chad leans forward, grabs a glass of wine and some cheese and begins to eat on the cheese. "Why do you think I brought you all here?"
(Talk yourselves up to Chad about your abilities and prior victories.)
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Wensa
"Wensa lives in city. Wensa knows how to stay in shadows of city so people not see Wensa. Wensa sees good, and finds good, and fights good, and lies good......But Wensa not lie to you! No, no, no Wensa knows when people lies and Wensa not lying. Skeekbad lies. Skeekbad is frog-rat and pretends to be Barghest. Gizzmo lies and says Gizzmo is Gizzmomomos."
Persuasion : 6
(What Wensa is referencing about moving around cities.)
You know the secret patterns and flow to cities and can find passages through the urban sprawl that others would miss. When you are not in combat, you (and companions you lead) can travel between any two locations in the city twice as fast as your speed would normally allow.
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Gizzmo
Gizzmo walks over to Gloomblast. He activates his stilt boots. Gears clink and grind and he is ratcheted up several feet until he is eye level with Gloomblast. He sticks out his hand for Chad to shake. "I am Gizzmodious Gladfartt Getsum. You can call me Gizzmo, and I can tell you Goblinses can do great thingses," He stops to wipe the viscous mucus from his sleeve onto the fine velvety arm chair. "We are not a bunch of sneaks," he glanced at his fellow goblinses. "Uhm, we are not JUST a bunch of sneaks. I'm sure we can do lots things. I, myself, attended the Waterdevian Community College of Alchemical and Magical Sciences for several days," his voice turns sour and he forgets he is still talking aloud. "until they discovered I was a Goblins. They couldn't prove I stole their bookses. Goblinses CAN do magic as good as them. I will show..." he regains a bit of focus. He ratchets down his shoes as he heads to the table mumbling a bit and refilling his wine glass.
Jallmur
Jallmur stops to think. "Methinks I was brought here to balance out the goblinses. Not only do I have the sheer Goliath strength (He shows off his "muscles"- Performance 16) I have the agility to be stopping any foe (He attempts to do a backflip. Acrobatics-6 but falls on his face. He pretends he meant to do that.) You brought us here to...Oh! I know!. Free the seahorses! (He points madly at the seahorses). Since the city is being called Waterdeep, the tool to save them must be in the watery depths of the city." Jallmur feels very accomplished because he provided such crucial information to the party. "You know what they is saying in the mountains: 'If you need help Jallmur can...can...help you!" It even rhymes!" Jallmur has a very smug expression on his face. He removes the borrowed wineglass from his pocket and takes a drink from it. Unfortunately, his cool-guy act is ruined because the glass is already empty. Jallmur goes to inspect the seahorses after his "drink" Investigation-- 8
Skeekbad
Skeekbad looks genuinely injured that Wensa has called her a liar, and the insult has flustered her so much that she actually allows a few of the other goblins to say their piece instead of rudely interjecting or starting her own oration. After an unprecedented period of stunned silence she starts trying to speak over the end of Jallmur's speech.
But Skeekbad can help you better!
She says, rudely pushing her way in front of Jallmur as he starts attempts to drink from his empty glass.
I am clearly the smartest and the wisest of all of you who are gathered here. Even a wizard with an esteemed name such as the Blaster of Gloom cannot compare to my masterful powers of insight. No trick is tricksy enough to... uh... trick, Skeekbad, for I am the shiniest shaman, AND the greatest goblin to ever grace the dirt-ball-they-call-Faerun. I killed a boar who was just standing in front of me.
She points up at the boar's head.
It was easy too, and delicious. I have also mastered the becoming and can be anything I have before seen, such as that thing there.
She regards the owlbear and tries to demonstrate, turning into a nightmarish puddle of scales and fins and tentacles and fur briefly. She turns back to her regular form and smiles proudly.
Aaand, I am the best at sneaky-stabbing. Especially the sneaking. And the stabbing also. Shamaning is my "profession" sneaking and stabbing is my true love.
She does air quotes when saying the word "profession".
~♡~
"That is the exact reason I brought you here. I needed someone that knows the city rather well. You're going to have to guide the others to avoid your capture from the city guard. More on that later."
Chad shakes the hand of this mechanically inclined goblin. "College is not for everyone my friend. Seems to me like you're doing just fine. And if you like that type of stuff, I'll have a treat for you later." Chad gives the stilted goblin a wink.
"Very impressive," Chad says as you flex. "I have a special goal for you during this little operation here. And I hope you enjoy fighting. There is something I want, and you all may need, that can only be gotten by fighting."
Chad spits out a little wine and laughs as you eat the floor after your flip. "No, no. The seahorses live here with me. They don't need freeing. And my hope is Jallmur can help!" Wadsworth has reentered the manor at this point. Upon seeing an empty glass, he refills it from the decanter.
You don't discern anything unnatural about the seahorses. They appear real as they swim around the large tank.
"You better be sneaky little one! And cleaver. Have you ever stolen anything of value? If not, you will. You will also be in possession of some very expensive magical items. You all will be."
Chad watches as you turn from a goblin to some amalgamation of a creature and back. "Well, that was, uh, impressive."
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Wensa
Wensa puffs up a bit at the praise (as she sees it) from the wizard. As the others speak she thinks they might be distracted and tries to see if they might be carrying anything interesting on them.
(Not sure if you want perception or investigation for that. Also do I need to make a roll for each other player I check?)
No one except Gizzmo has anything too unusual. Gizzmo has a few different clockwork items. Skeekbad is covered in her animal cloak and dirt.
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Wensa
The unusual baubles carried by Gizzmo catch Wensa's eye. She attempts to gauge when he is most distracted and then attempts to sneak one away from him.
Insight : 14 (Hoping a high roll will gain me advantage on the Sleight of Hand)
Sleight of Hand : 11 (if I'm allowed advantage 7)
Keen to goblin antics, Chad sees Wensa trying to steal from Gizzmo's pockets. Chad slaps Wensa hand away from Gizzmo. "No no, my little green friend. Stealing will not happen here. It will happen in Waterdeep. You all are going to be a team with one mission."
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Chad looks over to Tsux who is beginning to smoke. All of a sudden Tsux bursts into green flames and is reduced to a pile of ashes where he was seated. Chad does not seem alarmed or concerned with the incident. There was no heat or fire damage to anything around. Just like the flames that transported you all here. "Well, that was bound to happen. Sometimes the magical safeguards put in place are a little slow to act against such treachery. I don't know how well you all read my letter, but there was a clause in there that the letter was attuned to a single specific recipient. If another party is to attempt to use the letter, the letter is supposed to remove the nonrecipient from this mortal plane." Wadsworth grabs a dustpan and sweeper and cleans off the area Tsux was seated.
"Back to the reason you all are here. Some of you may be more clever than you look," Chad says with a chuckle. "What I need from the four of you is to enter Waterdeep, recover a few specific magical items and return here with them. Well, those that are not captured or executed. After that, the world is yours as promised. Now there are a few issues we will run into during this little operation. Waterdeep as a whole is not very accepting of goblins and even less of crime. The city guard will have no quarrels about executing you in the city square to prove a point. The second is your escape. I can not assist in your escape. You will have to find your own way, but I do have a few ideas."
"There is one specific magical item that needs to be recovered, the rest is a little bonus to me, but may help you along the way. You are able to use these magic items if you would like during this operation, but there is a single caveat. The one item I need is in the deck of many things (this deck is the 22 card version), a specific card. If you use the deck and draw the moon card, the deck has no use to me. The moon card is very powerful and useless to me if someone else pulls the card." Chad takes a deep breath before continuing. "The problem is, I do not know where the deck is currently. I do know it is in a noble's manor, but I am still working on getting an exact location. I have narrowed it down to a manor in the Sea Ward.”
(If you use the deck, you must state how many cards you wish to blindly pull from the deck before you pull them. I will have you roll to see which card you get. I will only allow a reroll if you draw the donjon, void, the flames, skull and wish card and you, and only you, have an inspiration to burn. If you use a reroll, the card is removed from the deck is discarded, unless it is the wish card that reenters the deck. Other than that, you must live with the consequences. Most cards are single-use cards, but some reenter the deck after they are used. )
”Does anyone have any questions about the operation up to this point?” Chad says to the group. Chad leans back and takes a sip of wine.
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Skeekbad
Exhausted from being awoken in the middle of the night, and the transformations and Chadwick's long and tiresome speech, Skeebad curls up into a dirt ball on her chair. She's just a bit too large, so her rear end hangs off of the edge of the chair, her head the other side, and her feet and arms here and there as well. She is muttering and smacking her lips rather loudly as she slumbers.
~♡~
Chad snaps his fingers and points over to Skeekbad. Wadsworth grabs a spray bottle and walks over to Skeekbad and sprays her in her face.
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Gizzmo
"Ah Mr. Gloomblast, I do have a question or two. You have most generously promised us the world," Gizzmo makes an expansive gesture, which makes his wine glass slosh onto Wensa. He steps away from her. "Could you be more specific? And while we Goblinses are a trusting lot," he looks at his companions in this venture, "we'll need something in writing." He turns away as if he is done but raises his hand for just one more thing. "Where exactly are we? How do we get in? And why aren't you welcome in Waterdevian? Do we get to ride on the Airship?!" His eyes light up with an erratic intensity.
Skeekbad
Skeekbad sputters and coughs as Wadsworth sprays her. She rolls onto the floor and on all fours tries to shake the water off causing mud and dirt to fly everywhere, then rubs her still muddy face on the nearest piece of soft fabric she can find. She climbs back up onto the chair sheepishly and does her best to pay attention to the rest of Chad's spiel but is clearly struggling.
When Chad asks about questions, Skeekbad tries to talk at the same time as and possibly over Gizzmo and the others.
"When you say, the world will be mind... how will I fit it in my pocket, I need to stand on it so that will be difficult, is it some kind of trick where you make it very small, but I am also very small, but also still very big and in two places at once?"
She looks all around her as if she's trying to figure some thing out, then starts to freak out and hyperventilate.
"Are we in YOUR pocket?! How deep does it go?! If I'm here and in there, are there multiples of me, what will the other me's think when they find out that I am not the sneakiest or the stabbiest?!"
She starts gnawing on the edge of a plate and that seems to calm her down slightly.
~♡~
“You will have your very own pocket dimension that you can control in anyway you see fit. No fear from outside force. A king of your own land. Created in any form you would like. Wadsworth, please the contracts.” Wadsworth will fetch a few pieces of paper and quill pens, handing them out to you. “Just sign there at the bottom please.” (Everything is on the up and up.) Attached to the contract is a copy of the lettter you received with your footprints stamped on them from when you stood on the paper.
“You are in my family’s estate. It is to the east of Waterdeep in the hills. As far as getting into Waterdeep, the airship will take you there. So yes, we will be traveling via airship! As far as why I’m no longer welcome, well........ During a performance of mine a constabulary was killed in one of my acts. Totally out of my control I mind you, but never the less a tragedy for some. He was not well liked, but the act couldn’t go without some sort of recompense, which I refused to pay. Now there is a small price on my head now. Not enough for anyone to come looking, but a hinderence just the same.”
“No no Skeekbad, you are not in my pocket. I will provide you with your own pocket to live in, you see! A magical place filled with everything you could ever want. Invite only! As far as the infinite universe is concerned, I have only met myself so far. I feel you are in no danger from the other infinite Skeekbads occppuping other dimensions.”
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets
Wensa
Wensa jumps as her hand is slapped away. "Wensa not stealing! Cheese stuck to Gizmmo. Wensa want cheese for snack. Snack likes cheese."
Deception/Persuasion : 12
It's probably at this point that Tsux bursts into flame. "Ahhh,ahhha,aaaa!" Wensa runs screaming hiding behind what ever is closest. "Wensa was stealing. Please don't burn Wensa! Wensa will not seal from other goblinses again! Gizzmo has so many shinys. Gizzmo will not miss. Wensa has no shiny. Don't burn Wensa! WENSA SORRY!!!!" She falls to the floor groveling. Snot streaming from her nose. She is a truly pitiful sight.
Deception/Persuasion : 9
She calms as the wizard starts going over the job. Her facial expression changing quickly as he goes over it all. Fear at mention of capture and execution. Elation at talk of rewards and magical items. Lots of confusion through out. About 2/3 of the way through her face starts to scrunch up in apparent concentration effort moving into an almost pained expression. As chad finishes asking for questions she holds her for a few moments longer as the others ask questions. As they wrap up but probably before Chad gets a chance to answer she exclaims."You Reek! Wensa understand!" Turning to the remaining goblins. "Do goblins remeber the house? Chad house is all different. Chad takes part of other house Chad likes. Now Chad want deck for Chad house. Then Chad and Wensa and Gizzmo and Skeekbad and Jallmur and ..." She trails off as she looks at the pile of Tsux ashes. Then turns back quickly forgetting again. "all have party on Chad new deck. Wonderful idea. Wensa think Chad house need deck. Might need to move airship to make room. Is deck big? How Wensa and goblins carry big deck?"
Chad's insight into your lying: 5
Chad is weary of your story of the cheese but decides to believe you. "It's OK Wensa, take a deep breath." Chad reaches into his cloak. "Here, have this Wensa." Chad draws a gold coin from his cloak and flips it toward Wensa. It has a high polish and an engraving of Chads face. On the back, it says "Gloomblast Fan Club Member". To answer Wensa's question about the deck, "No, not a party deck, a deck of cards." Chad holds his hand out and casts prestidigitation. From his hand is an illusory Deck of Many Things, floating and slowly turning so you can see all angles. "After you get me this, then yes, we all will have a party of Chad's deck."
PC: Brozznan Kane - Undead in Skyraker |
DM:
Popular Stream Character Sheets