Meepo uses his fingers to stretch his eyelids as far open as they will go, “Eyes wide open!” He pronounces as they begin to water. He removes his fingers, but continues to hold his eyes “wide open” and fires once more.
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"You may have over done it with the wide eyes," Arxius says, frowning slightly. "Just look at it naturally, watch me-"
She draws her bow and nocks her arrow. She holds it steady, aiming for Dot's eye socket. Holding it a little longer than necessary to make her point, she relaxes and fires her shot.
Attack: 18
[oh ffs]
"My weapon is not as easily used at short range as yours is," she says. "But it was the action I wanted you to focus on, not the shot itself."
Right when Arxius is lining up the shot, Alten replies a little more forcefully than necessary and with a wild eyed look
I hate rats and I'm glad we killed every ****in one of em. Now we got a man turning into a rat. AND
Realizinig he's starting to shout, he pauses and takes a deep breath. Rees thinks there might be more and I pray to Torm not. But I just hadavisionandTormsaidIwouldbechallengedand. . . oh gods what the nine hells have I got my self into?
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"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
A little annoyed with Alten's unexpected outburst when she was trying to teach her son Meepo, Arxius frowns as she finally turns her attention completely to him.
oh gods what the nine hells have I got my self into?
"A dungeon," she offers, without even the slightest hint that she's trying to be amusing. "You are presenting as erratic, Alten. What did you say? A vision?"
Alten walked away with a purpose and keeps going. He returns to the main room and goes up to Grom and maaaybee with a mite of over compensation asks in a cheerful voice.
You doing alright? You and Rees figure out whatever it was you were studying on?
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"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Talien says to Rees Help me Rees, you are my only hope! Well I don't think Alten wants to talk to me about this. He seems upset every time. Maybe he does not know as much about the chicken dance reproduction process as he thinks or he could explain it right? Will you show me Rees?
Talien says to Rees Help me Rees, you are my only hope! Well I don't think Alten wants to talk to me about this. He seems upset every time. Maybe he does not know as much about the chicken dance reproduction process as he thinks or he could explain it right? Will you show me Rees?
"Show you? No. I will not. Firstly because I don't wish to have children and secondly because that's...private and awkward and no thank you. Perhaps when we're out of here we can find you a book or something. I don't know."
Arxius frowns. She's not entirely sure what occurred then. It certainly reads as though she did something wrong but she isn't sure what that would be. He was the one that messed up her shot with his emotional outburst. She starts prepping for the night, laying out her bedroll and taking a moment to snack on her ration pack.
Alten walked away with a purpose and keeps going. He returns to the main room and goes up to Grom and maaaybee with a mite of over compensation asks in a cheerful voice.
You doing alright? You and Rees figure out whatever it was you were studying on?
she has a good chunck of it translated already.. it's not super complex of a cypher but it's still gonna take some time to get it all correct..
Did I hear u overstay something about a vision? I'm not really a man of religion myself but I've been around this world long enough to know when people of faith start seeing and believing in these dreams good or bad things happen...
{I doubt Grom heard it. The smaller text is supposed to be quiteter, whispering. If you guys were focusing on the code, you might have heard Alten yelling about rats - the bigger cap text. Perception roll?
Arxius and Meepo were practicing in the room to the south of the caltrop hallway while Talien, Rees, and Grom were in the northern room where we had set up camp. So Alten was somewhere between 40 and 80, 90 feet away, perhaps with walls between the two of you.
Right at the end of the combat, when we decided we were taking our long rest, Alten dragged the dead goblin bodies into the south room. Wouldn't want stinking corpses in camp.}
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"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Talien says to Rees Help me Rees, you are my only hope! Well I don't think Alten wants to talk to me about this. He seems upset every time. Maybe he does not know as much about the chicken dance reproduction process as he thinks or he could explain it right? Will you show me Rees?
"Show you? No. I will not. Firstly because I don't wish to have children and secondly because that's...private and awkward and no thank you. Perhaps when we're out of here we can find you a book or something. I don't know."
Talien's eyes turn back blue, I don't want to make things awkwardRees...Talien ponders for a few moments thinking of how reproduction can happen. Is this like a fighting style? You cant really explain it in words, it just has to be demonstrated and after the demonstration you try to so it yourself? So I need to find someone that wants a baby and ask to watch.Talien removes his arm from around Rees and starts to get up to move over against a wall next to one of the doors to stand guard while he rests.
For the sake of strighting out the timeline here and getting things back on track After talking to Rees about the paper Grom will find a place to sit down. he will light a pipe and pull out his spell book and all his other books and just dive into getting down to business
As your conversations wind down you all find a spot to relax, patch up your wounds, have a bite to eat, and bed down for the night. Alten assumes first watch still contemplating his vision.
DM Note: Watches start around 8pm and run to 6am. So that everyone gets their downtime and sleep. For Alten’s watch Grom is still studying, Chatra is playing his lute, Rees may still be “deciphering”, and Talien is likely polishing himself and his weapons. Arxius and Meepo take a quick nap as they have second watch.
It has been a long and eventful day for our ranger who has shown uncharacteristic strength and courage through diplomatic negotiations, tactical decision making, and now through training her unlikely companion Meepo. Having finished target practice we now find Arxius sprawled out on her bedroll in the midst of a peaceful and dreamless sleep.
Arxius, about an hour into your slumber your peace fades as a bright white light shines into your eyes...
A constant low buzzing hum drones in your ears.
Your head aches.
You taste copper in your dry mouth.
Your stomach turns.
You feel cold hard metal underneath your fingertips.
You blink your eyes open.
A white light shines into them.
Fear washes over you once more.
You are afraid you will not be able to move.
You harden your resolve.
You try to shift your head.
It moves.
You try to sit up.
You are free.
You bolt upright and find you are in a white room with glass windows and no door.
You jump off the stretcher and run to a window.
You look out.
Blackness.
You scream.
Nobody hears you.
You pound on the window.
Nobody responds.
You close your eyes and dig deep, deeper than you have ever before.
You start to see shades of green. You hear birds and a the sound of a creek. You feel the warmth of the sun. You are in a forest, perhaps.
Something walks into your vision. It is four legged, hoofed, antlered, and white as snow.
A deer.
It looks at you. It glows with a strange aura. The aura grows brighter, brighter, and brighter still until the deer is covered in a glowing white light.
The light races towards you.
You shield your eyes. You begin to fear, but instead feel warmth.
Life.
Power.
You open your eyes and you are in the white room. You yell and smash the glass with your fists. It shatters and you leap through into the blackness...
Blackness....
You suddenly start awake.
Your heart is pounding, but you do not feel fear, or pain.
You look around you and find you are in the Citadel, your friends beside you.
You smile to yourself. You feel like you can protect them now. You will protect them.
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Meepo uses his fingers to stretch his eyelids as far open as they will go, “Eyes wide open!” He pronounces as they begin to water. He removes his fingers, but continues to hold his eyes “wide open” and fires once more.
6.
"You may have over done it with the wide eyes," Arxius says, frowning slightly. "Just look at it naturally, watch me-"
She draws her bow and nocks her arrow. She holds it steady, aiming for Dot's eye socket. Holding it a little longer than necessary to make her point, she relaxes and fires her shot.
Attack: 18
[oh ffs]
"My weapon is not as easily used at short range as yours is," she says. "But it was the action I wanted you to focus on, not the shot itself."
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
“Meepo eats now? Hungry!”
Right when Arxius is lining up the shot, Alten replies a little more forcefully than necessary and with a wild eyed look
I hate rats and I'm glad we killed every ****in one of em. Now we got a man turning into a rat. AND
Realizinig he's starting to shout, he pauses and takes a deep breath. Rees thinks there might be more and I pray to Torm not. But I just hadavisionandTormsaidIwouldbechallengedand. . . oh gods what the nine hells have I got my self into?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
"Yes, Meepo. Eat now. You did well," she tells him. She retrieves her arrow and cleans it off. "Make sure you pick up your arrows."
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
A little annoyed with Alten's unexpected outburst when she was trying to teach
her sonMeepo, Arxius frowns as she finally turns her attention completely to him."A dungeon," she offers, without even the slightest hint that she's trying to be amusing. "You are presenting as erratic, Alten. What did you say? A vision?"
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
My appoligies. Momentary mental burp. Forget it. Sorry to interrupt.
Alten turns and heads back towads the main room.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
"Alten," Arxius pushes herself up. "Something is wrong. Speak with me."
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
Alten walked away with a purpose and keeps going. He returns to the main room and goes up to Grom and maaaybee with a mite of over compensation asks in a cheerful voice.
You doing alright? You and Rees figure out whatever it was you were studying on?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Talien says to Rees
Help me Rees, you are my only hope!Well I don't think Alten wants to talk to me about this. He seems upset every time. Maybe he does not know as much about thechicken dancereproduction process as he thinks or he could explain it right? Will you show me Rees?Warforged Fighter Talien
"Show you? No. I will not. Firstly because I don't wish to have children and secondly because that's...private and awkward and no thank you. Perhaps when we're out of here we can find you a book or something. I don't know."
Rees Changeling Rogue in Tales From the Yawning Portal: Sunless Citadel
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Arxius frowns. She's not entirely sure what occurred then. It certainly reads as though she did something wrong but she isn't sure what that would be. He was the one that messed up her shot with his emotional outburst. She starts prepping for the night, laying out her bedroll and taking a moment to snack on her ration pack.
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
Meepo clasps his hands together with glee and rushes over to the goblin corpses to have his feast.
Chatra looks over when he hears Alten’s outburst. He shakes his head, smiles to himself, and continues to strum his lute.
she has a good chunck of it translated already.. it's not super complex of a cypher but it's still gonna take some time to get it all correct..
Did I hear u overstay something about a vision? I'm not really a man of religion myself but I've been around this world long enough to know when people of faith start seeing and believing in these dreams good or bad things happen...Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
{I doubt Grom heard it. The smaller text is supposed to be quiteter, whispering. If you guys were focusing on the code, you might have heard Alten yelling about rats - the bigger cap text. Perception roll?
Arxius and Meepo were practicing in the room to the south of the caltrop hallway while Talien, Rees, and Grom were in the northern room where we had set up camp. So Alten was somewhere between 40 and 80, 90 feet away, perhaps with walls between the two of you.
Right at the end of the combat, when we decided we were taking our long rest, Alten dragged the dead goblin bodies into the south room. Wouldn't want stinking corpses in camp.}
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Talien's eyes turn back blue, I don't want to make things awkward Rees... Talien ponders for a few moments thinking of how reproduction can happen. Is this like a fighting style? You cant really explain it in words, it just has to be demonstrated and after the demonstration you try to so it yourself? So I need to find someone that wants a baby and ask to watch. Talien removes his arm from around Rees and starts to get up to move over against a wall next to one of the doors to stand guard while he rests.
Warforged Fighter Talien
For the sake of strighting out the timeline here and getting things back on track After talking to Rees about the paper Grom will find a place to sit down. he will light a pipe and pull out his spell book and all his other books and just dive into getting down to business
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
As your conversations wind down you all find a spot to relax, patch up your wounds, have a bite to eat, and bed down for the night. Alten assumes first watch still contemplating his vision.
DM Note: Watches start around 8pm and run to 6am. So that everyone gets their downtime and sleep. For Alten’s watch Grom is still studying, Chatra is playing his lute, Rees may still be “deciphering”, and Talien is likely polishing himself and his weapons. Arxius and Meepo take a quick nap as they have second watch.
Interlude 1:
Arxius
It has been a long and eventful day for our ranger who has shown uncharacteristic strength and courage through diplomatic negotiations, tactical decision making, and now through training her unlikely companion Meepo. Having finished target practice we now find Arxius sprawled out on her bedroll in the midst of a peaceful and dreamless sleep.
Arxius, about an hour into your slumber your peace fades as a bright white light shines into your eyes...
A constant low buzzing hum drones in your ears.
Your head aches.
You taste copper in your dry mouth.
Your stomach turns.
You feel cold hard metal underneath your fingertips.
You blink your eyes open.
A white light shines into them.
Fear washes over you once more.
You are afraid you will not be able to move.
You harden your resolve.
You try to shift your head.
It moves.
You try to sit up.
You are free.
You bolt upright and find you are in a white room with glass windows and no door.
You jump off the stretcher and run to a window.
You look out.
Blackness.
You scream.
Nobody hears you.
You pound on the window.
Nobody responds.
You close your eyes and dig deep, deeper than you have ever before.
You start to see shades of green. You hear birds and a the sound of a creek. You feel the warmth of the sun. You are in a forest, perhaps.
Something walks into your vision. It is four legged, hoofed, antlered, and white as snow.
A deer.
It looks at you. It glows with a strange aura. The aura grows brighter, brighter, and brighter still until the deer is covered in a glowing white light.
The light races towards you.
You shield your eyes. You begin to fear, but instead feel warmth.
Life.
Power.
You open your eyes and you are in the white room. You yell and smash the glass with your fists. It shatters and you leap through into the blackness...
Blackness....
You suddenly start awake.
Your heart is pounding, but you do not feel fear, or pain.
You look around you and find you are in the Citadel, your friends beside you.
You smile to yourself. You feel like you can protect them now. You will protect them.