Scylla’s eye’s flutter open and when he sees his worried companies surrounding him he simply asks “did we win?”
Scylla sits up and rubs his talons across his face, moving his jaw side to side. He then gets up and steadies himself on Klamar and Nonna until he regains his balance. He walks forward some and says “well let’s get to it,” and starts searching the drake and kobolds.
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As Nonna Rol and Kalmar crowd around Scylla his eyes snap open and with a sputter smoke begins to reemerge from his nostrils. The townsfolk look on with awe and the large dark-skinned man approaches. "I...I thank you. Friends. I didn't know what we were going to to without you. There were raiders in the house, they killed our neighbors..." You see the two sandy-haired men dash around towards the front of the house with wild eyes the minute they see the fighting over.
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You don't find much of interest on the kobolds and drake, though you could take any weapons they have. It does seem that they were staking out the house and you remark on the man's words about the raiders. Gene hops down off the roof.
Kalmar claps Scylla on the shoulder You had us worried for a moment there, Scyll! Kalmar looks to the man approaching them Well met, friend. What’s your name? And why in the nine hells is your town beset by dragons and kobolds and God’s damned drakes? His hand goes to his wounded shoulder And have you got a healing potion or salve? An unction even? Tymora knows I could use one.
Kalmar will gather whatever daggers he can from the dead kobolds.
Orochi confirming that Scylla is ok turns to Gene. "Salutations my fellow. It appears you have had quite the adventure. Have you learned anything worthwhile?" he asks casually
Nonna retrieves her trident and stands by Kalmar and the large man, but after Gene gives Orochi a shoulder so cold it could give an ice giant frostbite she breaks down laughing while slapping her knee and beckoning Orochi over.
Wiping tears from her eyes she sobers up and returns her attention to the large man.
Anything you could spare for our scaly friend here would be much appreciated. Also we are making our way to the keep, did you happen to notice if a larger force of kobolds are focusing their efforts towards it?
Orochi, Gene pointedly ignores your question and walks away from the party wordlessly the instant the excitement's over. He reenters the house.
Nonna and Kalmar, the large man looks in your direction. "I am Argas. I...I know not why they attacked, only that they swarmed in just before sundown, kobolds drakes and raiders alike. Everywhere, looting, pillaging; the keep has to be the only place they're not actively attacking though it's bound to be swarming outside. And the God's damned dragon..." he spits on the ground, his eyes dark and somber. "It hasn't wrought much by the way of destruction, but lords and ladies has it struck fear in our hearts."
He looks unsure of how to respond to requests of aid. "Look, adventurers. I am just a blacksmith. Lars and Ulrich," he nods in the direction of the sandy-haired men, "well, truth be told they're just farmhands. I worry for their father who tills their land; he's not emerged from their house. I'll be honest with you, I've nothing to offer by way of healing. But by Tymora we'll all make it to the keep, I'm certain Governor Nighthill has healers that can attend to you all."
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Gene, your 'friend' lies unconscious, his neck red-lined and swollen, though you know from experience (?) that it's only a matter of time before he rouses. You see Lars and Ulrich enter and dash around the house until they come upon the sight of the two older villagers you saw slaughtered earlier. They hang their heads in unison.
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Nonna crouches down putting Scylla arm around her shoulder winking at him before standing up completely.
I understand friend Argas, let us travel together, it can't be safe for you to remain here. If you could put in a good word to the Governor for our friend and lend us a future favor that would be much appreciated. Especially considering our friend's grievous wounds...
As she says this she discretely elbows Scylla in his wound to get him to groan.
Argas laughs despite himself, deep from his belly. “No need for theatrics friend, getting any of the governor’s people safe to the keep should be good word enough. The favor on the other hand...I don’t know what will remain of my livelihood after tonight, but help get my family to the keep and these hands are yours, as much as they’re able. And I truly wish I had more aid to offer. What’s going on in the house?”
Gene slaps the unconscious raider awake, puts a knife to the mans throat, smiles and says "Hey friend you wouldn't mind answering a few questions for me would you"
OOC: can i do a preemptive insight check on the first thing the man says? i want to know his state of mind/ if he is lying or not
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Kalmar takes a few shallow breaths and then a long deep one SECOND WIND 8 butvhis wounds seem too hamper the effect. I might be staying towards the back for a while, boys and girls.
Gene, the raider starts, sputters, and stirs. "Who--wha--RRggg..." he groans in pain and frustration as he sees you kneeling over him with a knife and grits his teeth.
((Nice insight roll, I'll use it when it becomes applicable. Let me get an [check]intimidation[/check] check as well. If anyone would like to join the interrogation describe doing so and Gene roll at advantage for the help.))
((Hope everyone had a good 4th, I'm gonna resume replying regularly))
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Scyllanods thanks to Kalmar and Nonna after helping him get up and regain his balance. He slips his arm off of Nonna and goes searches for his thrown javelin. Finding it he kneels down to pick it up but winces in pain. He takes his hand, places it on his chest, and starts to mouth some words. Smoke then billows out of his nostrils as he lays hands and heals himself enough to take the edge off slightly. He then finishes picking up his javelin and limps back over to Kalmarand Nonna. "So, shall we move and take these people to the gate? They're in need of safety and we're in need of healing."
Lay on Hands: +1 HP
((Note: I am back to posting every day now that I am down from the mountains. Also, Jesse, I have 3 points left in my Lay on Hands))
Kalmar sighs I’m in rough shape, but you save it for someone who really needs it. I say we just try to get to the Keep as quickly as possible. Kalmar adjusts all his new daggers and sheaths his swords then draws his bow. Let’s get a move on, gang.
Scylla, your hand burns with holy dragonfire, cleansing a small bit of your wounds and easing the ringing in your head where the rock struck. Any other notes before proceeding? What is the general party order and means of approach?
Gene, let me know what questions you want to ask and I'll answer according to the intimidation roll and then have you follow not far behind.
What say Rol, Orochi, and Nonna?
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
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Running over to the downed Dragonborn, Rol asks quizzically, will he be ok?!
Scylla’s eye’s flutter open and when he sees his worried companies surrounding him he simply asks “did we win?”
Scylla sits up and rubs his talons across his face, moving his jaw side to side. He then gets up and steadies himself on Klamar and Nonna until he regains his balance. He walks forward some and says “well let’s get to it,” and starts searching the drake and kobolds.
As Nonna Rol and Kalmar crowd around Scylla his eyes snap open and with a sputter smoke begins to reemerge from his nostrils. The townsfolk look on with awe and the large dark-skinned man approaches. "I...I thank you. Friends. I didn't know what we were going to to without you. There were raiders in the house, they killed our neighbors..." You see the two sandy-haired men dash around towards the front of the house with wild eyes the minute they see the fighting over.
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You don't find much of interest on the kobolds and drake, though you could take any weapons they have. It does seem that they were staking out the house and you remark on the man's words about the raiders. Gene hops down off the roof.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Kalmar claps Scylla on the shoulder You had us worried for a moment there, Scyll! Kalmar looks to the man approaching them Well met, friend. What’s your name? And why in the nine hells is your town beset by dragons and kobolds and God’s damned drakes? His hand goes to his wounded shoulder And have you got a healing potion or salve? An unction even? Tymora knows I could use one.
Kalmar will gather whatever daggers he can from the dead kobolds.
Orochi confirming that Scylla is ok turns to Gene. "Salutations my fellow. It appears you have had quite the adventure. Have you learned anything worthwhile?" he asks casually
Gene seeing that everything is under control walks back into the house to check on his new "friend"
Kalmar waves after Gene. Good talk, Gene! Nice seeing you!
Nonna retrieves her trident and stands by Kalmar and the large man, but after Gene gives Orochi a shoulder so cold it could give an ice giant frostbite she breaks down laughing while slapping her knee and beckoning Orochi over.
Wiping tears from her eyes she sobers up and returns her attention to the large man.
Anything you could spare for our scaly friend here would be much appreciated. Also we are making our way to the keep, did you happen to notice if a larger force of kobolds are focusing their efforts towards it?
Orochi, Gene pointedly ignores your question and walks away from the party wordlessly the instant the excitement's over. He reenters the house.
Nonna and Kalmar, the large man looks in your direction. "I am Argas. I...I know not why they attacked, only that they swarmed in just before sundown, kobolds drakes and raiders alike. Everywhere, looting, pillaging; the keep has to be the only place they're not actively attacking though it's bound to be swarming outside. And the God's damned dragon..." he spits on the ground, his eyes dark and somber. "It hasn't wrought much by the way of destruction, but lords and ladies has it struck fear in our hearts."
He looks unsure of how to respond to requests of aid. "Look, adventurers. I am just a blacksmith. Lars and Ulrich," he nods in the direction of the sandy-haired men, "well, truth be told they're just farmhands. I worry for their father who tills their land; he's not emerged from their house. I'll be honest with you, I've nothing to offer by way of healing. But by Tymora we'll all make it to the keep, I'm certain Governor Nighthill has healers that can attend to you all."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Gene, your 'friend' lies unconscious, his neck red-lined and swollen, though you know from experience (?) that it's only a matter of time before he rouses. You see Lars and Ulrich enter and dash around the house until they come upon the sight of the two older villagers you saw slaughtered earlier. They hang their heads in unison.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Nonna crouches down putting Scylla arm around her shoulder winking at him before standing up completely.
I understand friend Argas, let us travel together, it can't be safe for you to remain here. If you could put in a good word to the Governor for our friend and lend us a future favor that would be much appreciated. Especially considering our friend's grievous wounds...
As she says this she discretely elbows Scylla in his wound to get him to groan.
Argas laughs despite himself, deep from his belly. “No need for theatrics friend, getting any of the governor’s people safe to the keep should be good word enough. The favor on the other hand...I don’t know what will remain of my livelihood after tonight, but help get my family to the keep and these hands are yours, as much as they’re able. And I truly wish I had more aid to offer. What’s going on in the house?”
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Gene slaps the unconscious raider awake, puts a knife to the mans throat, smiles and says "Hey friend you wouldn't mind answering a few questions for me would you"
OOC: can i do a preemptive insight check on the first thing the man says? i want to know his state of mind/ if he is lying or not
Insight: 20
Kalmar takes a few shallow breaths and then a long deep one SECOND WIND 8 butvhis wounds seem too hamper the effect. I might be staying towards the back for a while, boys and girls.
Kalmar, you feel a meager rush of vitality.
Gene, the raider starts, sputters, and stirs. "Who--wha--RRggg..." he groans in pain and frustration as he sees you kneeling over him with a knife and grits his teeth.
((Nice insight roll, I'll use it when it becomes applicable. Let me get an [check]intimidation[/check] check as well. If anyone would like to join the interrogation describe doing so and Gene roll at advantage for the help.))
((Hope everyone had a good 4th, I'm gonna resume replying regularly))
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
"What could scum like you want to know?"
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Scylla nods thanks to Kalmar and Nonna after helping him get up and regain his balance. He slips his arm off of Nonna and goes searches for his thrown javelin. Finding it he kneels down to pick it up but winces in pain. He takes his hand, places it on his chest, and starts to mouth some words. Smoke then billows out of his nostrils as he lays hands and heals himself enough to take the edge off slightly. He then finishes picking up his javelin and limps back over to Kalmar and Nonna. "So, shall we move and take these people to the gate? They're in need of safety and we're in need of healing."
Lay on Hands: +1 HP
((Note: I am back to posting every day now that I am down from the mountains. Also, Jesse, I have 3 points left in my Lay on Hands))
Kalmar sighs I’m in rough shape, but you save it for someone who really needs it. I say we just try to get to the Keep as quickly as possible. Kalmar adjusts all his new daggers and sheaths his swords then draws his bow. Let’s get a move on, gang.
Scylla keeps hold of his javelin he retrieved and gets ready to move with Kalmar, staying close to the human.
Scylla, your hand burns with holy dragonfire, cleansing a small bit of your wounds and easing the ringing in your head where the rock struck. Any other notes before proceeding? What is the general party order and means of approach?
Gene, let me know what questions you want to ask and I'll answer according to the intimidation roll and then have you follow not far behind.
What say Rol, Orochi, and Nonna?
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3