Also Geth to your previous Detect Magic ritual, the room with the purple glow does not seem to radiate magic.
Meepo sheepishly looks at the ground, rubs his elbow and says, "Calcryx is not old. She is wild still. We could try to lure her with food, maybe. We hatched her and have kept her in lock until now. How do you capture a dragon?"
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Lark- Goblin Bard 2- Lost Mines Gr-A/ AC 13 HP 15, passive perception 11
"Well, I can probably play rabbit if needed. I'm pretty fast and if we can get her to chase me, I can probably stay ahead of her, but we'd need somewhere to lead her where she'd be contained, and I wouldn't get destroyed at the end."
(ooc: I can move 120' for two rounds, then 80'/round after that. DM: Plz check my monk math. 40' movement, dash action, step of the wind bonus action = 120' while I have ki, right?)
Scar considers Anton's suggestion and grins savagely, "You run in there and get its attention then run back out the door. Then I will tackle it and hold it so the rest of you can restrain it with rope or chains. Works for me."
"I may be able to work my natural charms on it," the perpetually sardonic Geth says with a half smile. He waits a beat before following up, "But seriously, I have some magic that can sometimes make creatures treat me as, well, not necessarily a friend, but at least not a threat... Or food. At least for a few seconds. But it might be enough to let the rest of you subdue it..."
OoC: Fey presence: On a failed wisdom save it'd be charmed for a round.
"Better someone else bait then me, I do dare say. But, I'll back whatever play the rest of you wanna pull." Obsben curtly pointed to the ceiling. "Just let me know if ya need me to help... wrestle it down, I guess. Or whatever."
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Curerntly: Player In: Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
“So our aim is to get the Dragon back to the Kobolds. So first we should try to talk to it, maybe bribe it. If that wont work, we can try to restrain it, and take it back. I have a net and a rope and tripwires, but maybe we can find something usefully in the storage room next door?“
If nobody raises any objection, Bhuraelea will open the door to the storage room and start to search for food, valuables or sturdy containers to store a baby dragon in. (Investigation 9)
The door to the store rooms squeaks open to reveal several crates in a haphazard stack. A few barrels of foul smelling, vinegary wine are here as well. There is a box labelled "Elf Pudding" in goblin. There is another door on the eastern wall. A path is cleared between the doors. Any food you find is mostly rotted or quite honestly gross.
(OOC: regarding Anton's speed, I support your math with step of the wind)
Boh - the crude lock falls readily to your tools and delicate touch. You slide the door open enough to look inside
Mounted and stuffed animal heads adorn the walls. The mounting job is sloppy, and the assortment of heads includes cattle, rats, and other not particularly impressive specimens. A few grisly trophies share the wall with the animals, including a couple of kobold heads. Smashed and broken cabinets and small tables litter the periphery of the room, mute victims of some sort of rampage. A rusted iron spike stands in the center of the room, trailing a broken chain. Thin patches of frost coat sections of the walls, floor, and debris. Calcryx sits in the middle of the room on a small pile of silverware and golden cups. She hasn't noticed you yet.
How do you guys want to do this?
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Lark- Goblin Bard 2- Lost Mines Gr-A/ AC 13 HP 15, passive perception 11
"Well, I, like Meepo can speak Draconic, but its wild so, yeah I think fresh corpses should help lead it out of there. Maybe before we get her attention we make a trail with the bodies out of here."
Anton again thinks that Kobold on a Stick might be the way to go.
He signals Boh to quietly close the door. He then suggests that Boh's plan of rigging a trap is probably the smartest choice.
Whispering, "She's a small one, but she's not small. With the net and some of our rope, I can work up a rig that will pull itself tighter as she pulls against it and will cinch off before she can snap the rope." (Cuz, ya know, he was a bosun's mate and they can definitely all do that.)
"Then you can try talking with her and if she freaks, she runs through the door and captures herself. We'll need your tripwire, Boh."
"Do we still have ball bearings? We could set them out with a trip wire. Once it falls we grab onto it a bunch of us. While someone hogties it and maybe we can make a muzzle of some kind... at least something crude with rope."
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Gash- Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
(OOC: Not a perfect picture, cuz the internet lacks a big supply of rope and net dragon traps, but something like this where it tapers and prevents backing out, strapping down the wings. Along with a cinch to collar the neck and, boom she's ours.)
"Do we still have ball bearings? We could set them out with a trip wire. Once it falls we grab onto it a bunch of us. While someone hogties it and maybe we can make a muzzle of some kind... at least something crude with rope."
"Rope need not be crude, my friend", Anton smiles.
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Scar chuckles, "Isn't Meepo its handler, can't we just throw him into the room and let him deal with it?"
Geth casts mage hand and has the hand start walking up Meepo's back.
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
Also Geth to your previous Detect Magic ritual, the room with the purple glow does not seem to radiate magic.
Meepo sheepishly looks at the ground, rubs his elbow and says, "Calcryx is not old. She is wild still. We could try to lure her with food, maybe. We hatched her and have kept her in lock until now. How do you capture a dragon?"
Lark- Goblin Bard 2- Lost Mines Gr-A/ AC 13 HP 15, passive perception 11
DM- Sunless Citadel PbP// Waterdeep Dragon Heist (IRL F2F)// Adventurers League (F2F LGS)
"But aren't white dragons supposed to be eavil? "
Anton ponders the 'Kobold on a Stick' variant of his plan, but shakes his head and moves on to the next idea.
"Well, I can probably play rabbit if needed. I'm pretty fast and if we can get her to chase me, I can probably stay ahead of her, but we'd need somewhere to lead her where she'd be contained, and I wouldn't get destroyed at the end."
(ooc: I can move 120' for two rounds, then 80'/round after that. DM: Plz check my monk math. 40' movement, dash action, step of the wind bonus action = 120' while I have ki, right?)
Scar considers Anton's suggestion and grins savagely, "You run in there and get its attention then run back out the door. Then I will tackle it and hold it so the rest of you can restrain it with rope or chains. Works for me."
"I may be able to work my natural charms on it," the perpetually sardonic Geth says with a half smile. He waits a beat before following up, "But seriously, I have some magic that can sometimes make creatures treat me as, well, not necessarily a friend, but at least not a threat... Or food. At least for a few seconds. But it might be enough to let the rest of you subdue it..."
OoC: Fey presence: On a failed wisdom save it'd be charmed for a round.
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
"Better someone else bait then me, I do dare say. But, I'll back whatever play the rest of you wanna pull." Obsben curtly pointed to the ceiling. "Just let me know if ya need me to help... wrestle it down, I guess. Or whatever."
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
"Meepo, what do you think? Do you have a way to contain or tame the dragon if we go get it? What kind of food might seduce it?"
“So our aim is to get the Dragon back to the Kobolds. So first we should try to talk to it, maybe bribe it. If that wont work, we can try to restrain it, and take it back. I have a net and a rope and tripwires, but maybe we can find something usefully in the storage room next door?“
If nobody raises any objection, Bhuraelea will open the door to the storage room and start to search for food, valuables or sturdy containers to store a baby dragon in. (Investigation 9)
The door to the store rooms squeaks open to reveal several crates in a haphazard stack. A few barrels of foul smelling, vinegary wine are here as well. There is a box labelled "Elf Pudding" in goblin. There is another door on the eastern wall. A path is cleared between the doors. Any food you find is mostly rotted or quite honestly gross.
(OOC: regarding Anton's speed, I support your math with step of the wind)
Lark- Goblin Bard 2- Lost Mines Gr-A/ AC 13 HP 15, passive perception 11
DM- Sunless Citadel PbP// Waterdeep Dragon Heist (IRL F2F)// Adventurers League (F2F LGS)
Bhuraelea shrugs after seeing nothing helpfully in the next room and starts to work on the treasure room lock.
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"Talk is fine, right up until it isn't. Don't think you get much warning before things go bad. Does anyone speak 'dragon'?"
Anton ponders for a moment.
"We do have some fresh corpses nearby. Perhaps that would be appetizing?"
Boh - the crude lock falls readily to your tools and delicate touch. You slide the door open enough to look inside
Mounted and stuffed animal heads adorn the walls. The mounting job is sloppy, and the assortment of heads includes cattle, rats, and other not particularly impressive specimens. A few grisly trophies share the wall with the animals, including a couple of kobold heads. Smashed and broken cabinets and small tables litter the periphery of the room, mute victims of some sort of rampage. A rusted iron spike stands in the center of the room, trailing a broken chain. Thin patches of frost coat sections of the walls, floor, and debris. Calcryx sits in the middle of the room on a small pile of silverware and golden cups. She hasn't noticed you yet.
How do you guys want to do this?
Lark- Goblin Bard 2- Lost Mines Gr-A/ AC 13 HP 15, passive perception 11
DM- Sunless Citadel PbP// Waterdeep Dragon Heist (IRL F2F)// Adventurers League (F2F LGS)
"Well, I, like Meepo can speak Draconic, but its wild so, yeah I think fresh corpses should help lead it out of there. Maybe before we get her attention we make a trail with the bodies out of here."
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
Anton again thinks that Kobold on a Stick might be the way to go.
He signals Boh to quietly close the door. He then suggests that Boh's plan of rigging a trap is probably the smartest choice.
Whispering, "She's a small one, but she's not small. With the net and some of our rope, I can work up a rig that will pull itself tighter as she pulls against it and will cinch off before she can snap the rope." (Cuz, ya know, he was a bosun's mate and they can definitely all do that.)
"Then you can try talking with her and if she freaks, she runs through the door and captures herself. We'll need your tripwire, Boh."
"Do we still have ball bearings? We could set them out with a trip wire. Once it falls we grab onto it a bunch of us. While someone hogties it and maybe we can make a muzzle of some kind... at least something crude with rope."
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
(OOC: Not a perfect picture, cuz the internet lacks a big supply of rope and net dragon traps, but something like this where it tapers and prevents backing out, strapping down the wings. Along with a cinch to collar the neck and, boom she's ours.)
"Rope need not be crude, my friend", Anton smiles.