Looking at Ghaoth then at all others and back "You are right, us dryads tend not to be seen with good eyes by those not in the wild, but just like I've heard both humans and elves say [an enemy of my enemy is my friend], we dryads only want peace most time, all treasure we own are from those who disturbed it, and we are willing to share this treasure if you prevent the disturbance from those foul deamons"
Mokk will continue to simply give the halfling an uninterested look as he berated him for negotiating for pay in exchange for his help. He will nod at what he says in his mind but become much more cautious of his thoughts as he pulls his spear out of the ground. "I usually charge per hour but if I must do the work for the payment then I will do so."
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Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
The elf slowly awakens after the others, confused and babbling in elvish: "Great Enoreth, I've got to steer clear of the wine for a tenday or so-" he stops mid-sentence to glare around in his confusion, jumping at the realisation of his surroundings, eventually calming down and rising to his feet, staring at the dryads for more than a moment.
He bows to the dryads in respect, speaking in sylvan, "I thought I was in Arvandor for a moment, great spirits." he looks at the others, nodding in acknowledgement, but can't hide his 'double-take' when he spots a goblin nearby and his exchange with the archer. Walking a few steps towards the group, he raises his hands in a calming intervening motion, speaking in common "Let us calm ourselves, gentlemen. Given the manner of our transportation here, I have no reason to doubt the words of our hosts, that we were brought here for no other reason than fate. I will gladly help your forest."
Watching the Tom foolery subside between Mokk and Ghaoth. Will follows Ghaoth to the dryad circle.
“ Yes Ghaoth we’re adventurers and should talk amongst ourselves. Is there a certain topic you wish to discuss? I do so enjoy discussing where one can find a steal of a deal on trade goods...”
He let’s a small chuckle escape. “I kid, Ghaoth you seem so tense...let’s ask the Dryads which direction to go and then we’ll be off.”
Will turns to the dryads.
”Apologies for labeling you elf woman. Tell me, has everyone arrived? Me and my companions are eager to go?”
Will turns to the rag tag band of adventurers, “What say you, are we ready spiritually, physically and emotionally to see what these Dryads have for us?”
Grimalkin turns to Ghaoth with an irritated look on his face “I’m not one to get bent over fancy talk, but it seems to me that speaking in my head without askin’ is a good way to get punched in the mouth. Now is the time for listening.” And he turns back to the dryads. Then somewhat less agitated, he’ll call back over his shoulder to Ghaoth “It is good you see the opportunity for profit as a team.”
"Yeash, I guess I've been in the wilderness to long" he thinks to himself in reaction to Grimalkin.
"Pardon, Grimalkin Its just the way my people speak. If its any comfort to you I only receive what you reply, otherwise I can't read your thoughts."
he shrugs
"Will, and Sir Elf (Arddwyr)" He says as he nods
He then maneuvers Tapper to investigate where these magical transports have happened wondering about the magic involved. Keeping his ears and mind attuned to what is happening with the Dryads and the party
Turning to Ghaoth "you are actually our second group, the 1st dissapeared from our sight with a strange stone, it took us 2 weeks to recover all our energy, for now our magic is mostly used to call adventurers, , we might be able to call 1 more depleting our energy too much"
Then to Will "This is the direction the forest is burning from" (she then points south) "But let us first give you something to help into your quest"
The dryads on that stood behind the adventurers moved into the oaks.
Mokk listens to them speak, pausing when he hears that the dryads had already lost track of one group of adventurers that they had brought to the strange forest previously. The goblin soon shrugs it off and pushes it out of we mind by deciding the others were simply not good enough.
"This is going to be long trip to the forest."
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Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Ghaoth nods to the Dryads and waits in the back of the group getting an uneasy feeling after making himself the center of attention and waits, noting the direction the fay female pointed to thinking to himself about
the distant Grasslands and hunting with tapper by his side
He then wonders about these Demons, and if these people are strong enough to handle such creatures
having his crossbow ready for almost anything.Then he realized he missed something she said and with silent speach to the Dryad whom said it
"I know you asked it in private but...We don't know what exactly they had, so we call it a magic stone, they gathered around a tiny blue stone they may have found within the cave and all disapeared from our sight"
Meanswhile the Driads come with 5 items and the elder one who's been talking all this time "Share those among yourselves, it may not be much, but they may help you"
The elf approaches, looking up-down at the items with some interest, "This mask bears some resemblance to those worn by a particularly reclusive and savage sect of my people." he ponders over them for a moment before continuing, "The cloak or the shield might serve me the best, but I will gladly bear the mask if none of you will." .
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Will
"Thank you" he says in the Sylvan tongue.
Will gazes upon the gifts. His eyes are drawn to a pair of goggles.
The rest of the party seems to pass over this gift. Will reaches for the goggles placing the Goggles of Night upon his head.
Pulling them over his eyes he turns to the party, "Well what do you think? Makes me look smarter eh!"
Persuasion: 9
As the rest of the party divides the gifts he turns to face the elder dryad, "Again, thank you for these gifts, you're too kind but if we are to save your forest and people we must be off."
Drawing his pack tight to his back he holds the straps and begins walking south toward the tree line.
Thank you he says in silent speech maneuvers Tapper to the south where the Dryad pointed one more thing before we are outta touch my lady could you give me a mental map of where we are going.said as he is moving
Grimalkin will palm the mask and give a huff of amusement before putting it on. “Perhaps fate really is in command here,” as he slides the bestial mask over his bestial face.
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Looking at Ghaoth then at all others and back "You are right, us dryads tend not to be seen with good eyes by those not in the wild, but just like I've heard both humans and elves say [an enemy of my enemy is my friend], we dryads only want peace most time, all treasure we own are from those who disturbed it, and we are willing to share this treasure if you prevent the disturbance from those foul deamons"
Mokk will continue to simply give the halfling an uninterested look as he berated him for negotiating for pay in exchange for his help. He will nod at what he says in his mind but become much more cautious of his thoughts as he pulls his spear out of the ground. "I usually charge per hour but if I must do the work for the payment then I will do so."
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Arddwyr
The elf slowly awakens after the others, confused and babbling in elvish: "Great Enoreth, I've got to steer clear of the wine for a tenday or so-" he stops mid-sentence to glare around in his confusion, jumping at the realisation of his surroundings, eventually calming down and rising to his feet, staring at the dryads for more than a moment.
He bows to the dryads in respect, speaking in sylvan, "I thought I was in Arvandor for a moment, great spirits." he looks at the others, nodding in acknowledgement, but can't hide his 'double-take' when he spots a goblin nearby and his exchange with the archer. Walking a few steps towards the group, he raises his hands in a calming intervening motion, speaking in common "Let us calm ourselves, gentlemen. Given the manner of our transportation here, I have no reason to doubt the words of our hosts, that we were brought here for no other reason than fate. I will gladly help your forest."
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Ghaoth turns his head to the Dryads and in Silent Speach "Um may I ask, how many more are you bringing here?"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Will
Watching the Tom foolery subside between Mokk and Ghaoth. Will follows Ghaoth to the dryad circle.
“ Yes Ghaoth we’re adventurers and should talk amongst ourselves. Is there a certain topic you wish to discuss? I do so enjoy discussing where one can find a steal of a deal on trade goods...”
He let’s a small chuckle escape. “I kid, Ghaoth you seem so tense...let’s ask the Dryads which direction to go and then we’ll be off.”
Will turns to the dryads.
”Apologies for labeling you elf woman. Tell me, has everyone arrived? Me and my companions are eager to go?”
Will turns to the rag tag band of adventurers, “What say you, are we ready spiritually, physically and emotionally to see what these Dryads have for us?”
Grimalkin turns to Ghaoth with an irritated look on his face “I’m not one to get bent over fancy talk, but it seems to me that speaking in my head without askin’ is a good way to get punched in the mouth. Now is the time for listening.” And he turns back to the dryads. Then somewhat less agitated, he’ll call back over his shoulder to Ghaoth “It is good you see the opportunity for profit as a team.”
Paladin - warforged - orange
"Yeash, I guess I've been in the wilderness to long" he thinks to himself in reaction to Grimalkin.
"Pardon, Grimalkin Its just the way my people speak. If its any comfort to you I only receive what you reply, otherwise I can't read your thoughts."
he shrugs
"Will, and Sir Elf (Arddwyr)" He says as he nods
He then maneuvers Tapper to investigate where these magical transports have happened wondering about the magic involved. Keeping his ears and mind attuned to what is happening with the Dryads and the party
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Turning to Ghaoth "you are actually our second group, the 1st dissapeared from our sight with a strange stone, it took us 2 weeks to recover all our energy, for now our magic is mostly used to call adventurers, , we might be able to call 1 more depleting our energy too much"
Then to Will "This is the direction the forest is burning from" (she then points south) "But let us first give you something to help into your quest"
The dryads on that stood behind the adventurers moved into the oaks.
Mokk listens to them speak, pausing when he hears that the dryads had already lost track of one group of adventurers that they had brought to the strange forest previously. The goblin soon shrugs it off and pushes it out of we mind by deciding the others were simply not good enough.
"This is going to be long trip to the forest."
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Ghaoth nods to the Dryads and waits in the back of the group getting an uneasy feeling after making himself the center of attention and waits, noting the direction the fay female pointed to thinking to himself about
the distant Grasslands and hunting with tapper by his side
He then wonders about these Demons, and if these people are strong enough to handle such creatures
having his crossbow ready for almost anything.Then he realized he missed something she said and with silent speach to the Dryad whom said it
"Magic Stone?"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
"I know you asked it in private but...We don't know what exactly they had, so we call it a magic stone, they gathered around a tiny blue stone they may have found within the cave and all disapeared from our sight"
Meanswhile the Driads come with 5 items and the elder one who's been talking all this time "Share those among yourselves, it may not be much, but they may help you"
The items given are:
Mask of the Beast
Googles of the Night
Gloves of Missile Snaring
Cloak of Protection
Sentinel Shield
OOC: Decide among yourselves (in or out of character) who gets what, I tried making them kinda useful for any character
"Me thinks Will should have the goggles Mokk the gloves I would like the mask"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
"I do not need those gloves as they are rather pointless if I am skilled enough to already do such a thing myself." Mom says as he crosses his arms.
The monk'ss ability to do almost the same thing is actually better then what the gloves let you do.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Grimalkin will look over the contents and point at the cloak and the mask. “This is useful to me.”
(Grimalkin And Mokk both have class features better than the gloves, race features that give the goggles ability, and can’t use the shield.)
Paladin - warforged - orange
"Umm, maybe I should try these on" he reaches for the gloves and tries them on
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Arddwyr
The elf approaches, looking up-down at the items with some interest, "This mask bears some resemblance to those worn by a particularly reclusive and savage sect of my people." he ponders over them for a moment before continuing, "The cloak or the shield might serve me the best, but I will gladly bear the mask if none of you will." .
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Will
"Thank you" he says in the Sylvan tongue.
Will gazes upon the gifts. His eyes are drawn to a pair of goggles.
The rest of the party seems to pass over this gift. Will reaches for the goggles placing the Goggles of Night upon his head.
Pulling them over his eyes he turns to the party, "Well what do you think? Makes me look smarter eh!"
Persuasion: 9
As the rest of the party divides the gifts he turns to face the elder dryad, "Again, thank you for these gifts, you're too kind but if we are to save your forest and people we must be off."
Drawing his pack tight to his back he holds the straps and begins walking south toward the tree line.
He stops to ensure the party is following...
Thank you he says in silent speech maneuvers Tapper to the south where the Dryad pointed one more thing before we are outta touch my lady could you give me a mental map of where we are going. said as he is moving
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
"I wilk take the cloak if none of you wish for it. I think it will fit me quite well." Mokk says as he eyes it greedily.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Grimalkin will palm the mask and give a huff of amusement before putting it on. “Perhaps fate really is in command here,” as he slides the bestial mask over his bestial face.
Paladin - warforged - orange