Gwenant emerges from the Citadel with a drunk gnome tucked under her arm. Seeing that everyone has stopped for the moment, she slows and firmly plants Eskie on the ground nearby, then nods at the rest of the party. "Nobody gets left behind," she says, still a little out of breath, "What now?"
Calcryx looks up to the skies, you can distinguish hope, happiness and a sense of freedom in his eyes. He looks at Renny:
<— Mostly-human-girl-with-the-dragon-scales, there is still much more for you to learn about yourself in this world, and I hope you find what you seek. —>
To the rest of the party, he adds
Farewell, strange ones, and may you always be as lucky as today in your travels.
Eskie is now quiet and still, he looks up at Gwenant carrying him and mumbles:
D'you think they bought it? ... I almost scared myself off with those Goblin insults...
Gwenant just sighs and stares at Eskie. "Eeyup, I'm sure you did..." after taking a moment to stretch, she flashes Calcryx a smile and says, "Good luck, Smokey, may your days be devoid of kobolds and goblins alike."
Zak watches in awe as the dragon flies away. He still thinks to himself that Renny should've tried to fly it, but wouldn't say it out loud again.
Instead he looks to the others "Rescue Dragon... CHECK! Wait, was that even on the list? Oh well! Shall we head back in?" Zak smiles and seems ready to start moving again with his comrades.
Zak follows on Martin's coat tales and then pauses to look back at Eskie and say a farewell. "Well little friend, I think this is where we go our separate ways. Thanks for your help with that door earlier and also for the liquor!"
Gwenant gives Spooty a nod and finds a comfortable rock to rest on while she waits. When the minute is about up, she readies her weapons and follows behind Zak.
Spotty: back in the dragon cell room, you notice the door towards the Kobold colony is shut, and you hear loud noises from behind. The sounds are a mix of Kobold shouting out stuff to each other, and loud hammering sounds of wood, stone and iron.
Eskie heads out of the ravine, bidding you farewell, and mentioning something about going to find where he can get more quality Dwarven liquor.
Spotty quickly returns to the others and tells them what he observed. "I guess it worked... maybe a little too well. It seems they're sealing themselves away. Guess that means they won't be bothering us."
Zak is happy for Spotty and hopeful that we don't run into those Kobolds again so he doesn't have to kill his own kind again.
"I remember a door that we didn't open back where we found old Smokey. Do you guys want to go there? Martin, maybe your cleric is beyond that door?!"
Zak starts to walk that way and head to that room where we originally found Calcryx, hoping but not expecting the others to follow him. Well maybe Gwen. He's not going to be stealthy about it, just walking normally. He's assuming no one else will had come down that way since we left. If Spotty decides to scout ahead, that's cool.
Gwenant emerges from the Citadel with a drunk gnome tucked under her arm. Seeing that everyone has stopped for the moment, she slows and firmly plants Eskie on the ground nearby, then nods at the rest of the party. "Nobody gets left behind," she says, still a little out of breath, "What now?"
"Eskie!!!" Zak waves at the Gnome, glad to see Gwen remembered him.
OOC: Zak's thoughts on what might be next is back a few posts!
Calcryx looks up to the skies, you can distinguish hope, happiness and a sense of freedom in his eyes. He looks at Renny:
<— Mostly-human-girl-with-the-dragon-scales, there is still much more for you to learn about yourself in this world, and I hope you find what you seek. —>
To the rest of the party, he adds
Farewell, strange ones, and may you always be as lucky as today in your travels.
Eskie is now quiet and still, he looks up at Gwenant carrying him and mumbles:
D'you think they bought it? ... I almost scared myself off with those Goblin insults...
Dungeon Master – MelGon's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Hawk of the Night (Hawk) – Level 2 Tabaxi Ranger – Swift's Storm King's Thunder
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"Well I guess there's only one way to find out," says Spotty.
Renny smiles at Calcryx, <- I hope to see you again some day ->
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Gwenant just sighs and stares at Eskie. "Eeyup, I'm sure you did..." after taking a moment to stretch, she flashes Calcryx a smile and says, "Good luck, Smokey, may your days be devoid of kobolds and goblins alike."
Zak watches in awe as the dragon flies away. He still thinks to himself that Renny should've tried to fly it, but wouldn't say it out loud again.
Instead he looks to the others "Rescue Dragon... CHECK! Wait, was that even on the list? Oh well! Shall we head back in?" Zak smiles and seems ready to start moving again with his comrades.
Martin immediately begins to head inside. "We still have not found the cleric, We must keep looking." His face set in determination.
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
"That's right Martin... and the children..."
Zak follows on Martin's coat tales and then pauses to look back at Eskie and say a farewell. "Well little friend, I think this is where we go our separate ways. Thanks for your help with that door earlier and also for the liquor!"
"Well, I'll scout ahead" says Spotty. "You guys wait a minute or two before you go in."
Stealth: 14
Perception: 24
Nate watches as the Kobold rips ahead of them with ease. Zak will listen to his advice and wait a few moments before heading in, sword at the ready.
Gwenant gives Spooty a nod and finds a comfortable rock to rest on while she waits. When the minute is about up, she readies her weapons and follows behind Zak.
Renny watches as everyone starts to go back in. She takes a deep breath and then follows Gwenant and the others.
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Spotty: back in the dragon cell room, you notice the door towards the Kobold colony is shut, and you hear loud noises from behind. The sounds are a mix of Kobold shouting out stuff to each other, and loud hammering sounds of wood, stone and iron.
Eskie heads out of the ravine, bidding you farewell, and mentioning something about going to find where he can get more quality Dwarven liquor.
Dungeon Master – MelGon's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Hawk of the Night (Hawk) – Level 2 Tabaxi Ranger – Swift's Storm King's Thunder
Lavandula Angustia – Level 1 Tiefling Rogue – LMoP campaign, DM: novaskyr
Spotty quickly returns to the others and tells them what he observed. "I guess it worked... maybe a little too well. It seems they're sealing themselves away. Guess that means they won't be bothering us."
"Perfect then!"
Zak is happy for Spotty and hopeful that we don't run into those Kobolds again so he doesn't have to kill his own kind again.
"I remember a door that we didn't open back where we found old Smokey. Do you guys want to go there? Martin, maybe your cleric is beyond that door?!"
Zak starts to walk that way and head to that room where we originally found Calcryx, hoping but not expecting the others to follow him. Well maybe Gwen. He's not going to be stealthy about it, just walking normally. He's assuming no one else will had come down that way since we left. If Spotty decides to scout ahead, that's cool.
Renny smiles at Spotty, "Well.. that's good." she pauses, "Unless they are blocking somewhere we need to go...."
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Martin follows with crossbow in hand determined to not leave until they had scoured the whole place.
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
Renny looks around at the weird silence that lasts too long, "Uh, so where to?"
(( :P ))
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Martin looks at Renny and frowns a little. "We should go back to that room with the dead and make sure it has been cleansed of evil!"
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane