Ash tilts her head in thought as she finishes her soup and looks between everyone's hands, studying them as they eat or talk. She returns to fluffing her hair, feeling the urgeful burning on her back again. There's a slight glare to an unknown source before she speaks lowly.
"So we have some time.... What do you suppose we do? You seem to have some history here."
At Talike's shouting, Ash stands, moving over to her and placing a hand slightly roughly on her shoulder, speaking in a sharper tone.
"Quit causing a scene. Do you want to get all of killed?"
Now that her back is not pressed on the wall, her tattoo glows a slight red, causing the burning on her back.
Jezzika remained calm. She turned to face Talike, speaking to her telepathically.
"I suppose you don't, honestly."She admitted. "I understand you have no reason to trust me. I would react the same, if our positions were reversed. I can assure you, however, I am not responsible for your current predicament, and only wish to see the surface. I ran away from my people. I do not wish to be a part of their society. I am hoping that through my actions, you will come to trust me and see I am telling the truth."
She looks back at the guard tower.
"In the meantime, Ash is correct. We do not wish to make a scene. They WILL kill us."
Considering Jezzika's words, Ree'lyn measures his next words carefully.
"Usstan tlun dal Ched Nasad. Dosst statha zhah curiously indar ulu ussta ehmtu. Aed whol tluin expelled. Usstan tlun natha zahanzon lu'natha mei'q jabbuk whol ussta fuma."
I am from Ched Nasad. Your story is curiously similar to my own. Except for being expelled. I am a scout and a trade master for my family.
A deep sigh is his most immediate reaction to both women.
"Are both of you sisters, by any chance?" - pointing and smirking at Enkindle and Talike, his voice is scornful, and he clearly ignored the telepathic link. - "I believe it is safe to assume that everyone who is not here is dead. The bruised ones got lucky. I am wondering how have they not made you work more and depriving you from food." - then after a short pauses, the Drow adds - "If i were one of them, I would be where they are at now. So, as I am here, you can say I am one of you; taking by your logic. Really...are you sisters?" - noticing people got sidetracked with their own grumbling and wounds tending, Ree'lyn reminds them of his request. - "So, let's fill in the blanks with each other's reports. The elite guards are our main concern. We must make sure of how many they are. Also, making sure there is just one priestess; which is unlikely as she must boss other Lolth whores around. That is how they take joy in their lives. Places you have seen. Also, we must find our gear. It must be somewhere in one of the watchtowers. Let's make of our daily chores a recognition mission."
Jezzika smiled at Ree'lyn, turning her head, and asked mentally to him, "Interesting. Then, why are you here? It will be a challenge to have the others trust us. We are Drow. In a Drow outpost, and our captors are aching to kill us."
Then to the others,
"Our gear would most likely be in the guard tower."she admitted, nodding to AREA 10. "That's where I saw them take it when I was brought here 3 days ago. I counted about 10 Elite guards around the outpost, in addition to the four officers."
Still standing around the cave, as ordered, Huey starts slapping himself on the side of his head. “Voices in head? Get out! Owwwwwww!”
(He’s quite confused about the telepathic communication....and is too dumb to realize that the voices he’s hearing are those of his fellow inmates!)
In the silence of the cave, every inmate could likely hear the loud growling of Huey’s stomach, as he was quite hungry, having not supped in over a day. When the guard showed up with the bowls of mushroom soup, Huey eagerly consumed his bowl, spilling at least half of its contents down his jerkin. He was quite an amusing sight- shaking his head, trying to get the voices to spill out of his ear, with soup dripping down his wide muscled chest. Quite the turn-on for the females in the cave, no doubt.
Ash hums in thought at this new information. "So we would need to cause a distraction to lure away the guards from there if we have any hope of getting our things back."
As her worried temper calms down, the tattoo on her back fades again to the normal black and the voices calm in her head. She makes no note to talk about her tattoo just yet and looks to Ree'lyn.
"All of us here worked in some way or not. Whether that was physically or mentally. There is no reason anyone should starve. And we only have 3 days left to get out of here. Whatever we're doing we need to get on it if we have a chance of getting out of here."
After another pause, she lowers her voice and looks around. "Who has gotten out of their shackles so far? So we know who we need to assist."
After she has asked her questions and statements, she'll move over to Huey, crouching down beside him. She will then spend a minute explaining the voices to him carefully and in a way he understands (hopefully), trying to be helpful and friendly as she also slightly cleans up his food mess.
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Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
There is joy in Ree'lyn's eyes as he manages to adjust his thoughts between the private messages with Jezzika and the common telepathic link with the group. Replying to the female Drow - "Usstan ssinssrin ulu ragar doeb 'zil mzilt bauth nindol Qu'ellar 'zil Usstan shlu'ta. P'wal shaming mina orn tlu l'toha 'zil destroying mina. Usstan zhahus githinia ka fol contacts Usstan zhaun orn'la tlu associated xuil mina, d'elezz. Mayoe naut. Jhal Usstan gumash naut kyon n'nehr." - staring at Jezzika with piercing look he adds - "Eilistraee orn'la rhseev dos xuil pahntar da'rex, dos zhaun."
Drow language translation
I want to find out as much about this House as I can. Because shaming them will be the same as destroying them. I was wondering if some contacts I know would be associated with them, though. Maybe not. But I could not care less."
And
Eilistraee would receive you with open arms, you know.
Switching his thoughts with ease to the communitarian link, Ree'lyn addresses to those who have offered their replies - "Thank you, automaton. I think I didn't catch your designation. You have confirmed my suspicion; they are willing to kill us. What makes just the more curious as to how we got two battered individuals and just one killed. Either finding more slaves is not as easy for them, or they are taking preferences here. We need our gear and we need to make use of their openings. If we break out of the pen during the thinning hours, we still must break into the watchtowers for our gears. Or we let them take us into the watchtowers and just break free from there, with our belongings."
Jezzika, still staring at the guard tower, arms folded, smiled as Ree'lyn spoke, but at the last thing he said to her, she closed her eyes and let the shadows wrap around her.
Noticing the half-orc's reactions not understanding the telepathic communication, Ree'lyn feels like he should seize this opportunity. -" Hey! Half-orc! Scratch your ear with your left leg! And make a suckling sound as you do it!"
As opposed to Huey, Svana drinks her broth sitting upright and refined, taking her time. Despite her hunger she didn’t want to look like a savage, not to mention the broth itself was severely lacking in spice and flavor, as if they would have given them the good stuff. When Ash inquires about the shackles, the elf pipes up telepathically. “I can slide my hands out of them, thanks to Duke’s assistance.” She gives an approving nod over to the warforged. “My strength isn’t near as great as his but I can be of some assistance in helping remove others shackles.”
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At Ree'lyn's comment, Ash's tattoo scarilly immediately lights up a bright red and she visibly tenses. There's an audible deep breath before she speaks aloud with a growl. "Do you have to be such an Ass? And you wonder why we do not like you. You'd actually be attractive if you didn't have such a shitty personality you know. So could you stop being a heartless bully?"
She then turns to Huey with kind smile, trying to mask her anger which is still visible from her bright red tattoo. The whispers are almost overwhelming as she speaks. "Do not listen to that one if he says anything mean or weird. He is trying to make you look silly."
"I have learned a while back not to get on Huey's bad side."Jezzika said casually. "I have seen him crush a man with his bare hands. He is simply..misunderstood. When he saved my life in the Underdark trying to escape, he never left my side. With a single command word from me, he can become a raging killing machine, or my stalwart protector. I have seen it. I have learned to work together with him, and he listens to me unwavering. I have come to show him the respect he deserves, for he has earned mine."
Grabbing the bowl and drinking from the side, Ronnal sets the bowl down. "If we are going to make it out of here then we should stop the in fighting now and focus on escaping." Ronnal sighs, proceeding to lift his bowl again and drinks. He mutters a few words in dwarven as he finishes off the broth.
"I am surrounded by children. I pray to you Deep Duerra give me the strength to make it out of here or, at least let these idiots die so that I may live."
Jezzika smiled to herself. She had nothing against Ree'lyn. They were the same blood, the same people. Just two different paths. She held no animosity towards him.
"I would say..he is more of a guardian."she finally said. "Yes. That is how I would put it. A faithful companion."
Ash takes deep breaths, calming her anger as she returns to carefully explaining the voices to Huey, the red fading back to black as she calms, there still being a hint and the overwhelming voice urging her to do something stupid.
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Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Looking at the mechanical humanoid, Ree'lyn thinks of something really quick. - "We can work together. " - the Drow thinks to the communitarian channel. " When we have the chance, grapple one of the guards. I will do the rest. Just when the time is right." - considering his own words after a brief moment, he adds - " We should all think of helping each other in specific tasks. Whenever we have to make a tool, examine something or act towards someone, make sure to use the knowledge you have together. Always."
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Ash tilts her head in thought as she finishes her soup and looks between everyone's hands, studying them as they eat or talk. She returns to fluffing her hair, feeling the urgeful burning on her back again. There's a slight glare to an unknown source before she speaks lowly.
"So we have some time.... What do you suppose we do? You seem to have some history here."
At Talike's shouting, Ash stands, moving over to her and placing a hand slightly roughly on her shoulder, speaking in a sharper tone.
"Quit causing a scene. Do you want to get all of killed?"
Now that her back is not pressed on the wall, her tattoo glows a slight red, causing the burning on her back.
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
Jezzika remained calm. She turned to face Talike, speaking to her telepathically.
"I suppose you don't, honestly." She admitted. "I understand you have no reason to trust me. I would react the same, if our positions were reversed. I can assure you, however, I am not responsible for your current predicament, and only wish to see the surface. I ran away from my people. I do not wish to be a part of their society. I am hoping that through my actions, you will come to trust me and see I am telling the truth."
She looks back at the guard tower.
"In the meantime, Ash is correct. We do not wish to make a scene. They WILL kill us."
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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Considering Jezzika's words, Ree'lyn measures his next words carefully.
"Usstan tlun dal Ched Nasad. Dosst statha zhah curiously indar ulu ussta ehmtu. Aed whol tluin expelled. Usstan tlun natha zahanzon lu'natha mei'q jabbuk whol ussta fuma."
I am from Ched Nasad. Your story is curiously similar to my own. Except for being expelled. I am a scout and a trade master for my family.
A deep sigh is his most immediate reaction to both women.
"Are both of you sisters, by any chance?" - pointing and smirking at Enkindle and Talike, his voice is scornful, and he clearly ignored the telepathic link. - "I believe it is safe to assume that everyone who is not here is dead. The bruised ones got lucky. I am wondering how have they not made you work more and depriving you from food." - then after a short pauses, the Drow adds - "If i were one of them, I would be where they are at now. So, as I am here, you can say I am one of you; taking by your logic. Really...are you sisters?" - noticing people got sidetracked with their own grumbling and wounds tending, Ree'lyn reminds them of his request. - "So, let's fill in the blanks with each other's reports. The elite guards are our main concern. We must make sure of how many they are. Also, making sure there is just one priestess; which is unlikely as she must boss other Lolth whores around. That is how they take joy in their lives. Places you have seen. Also, we must find our gear. It must be somewhere in one of the watchtowers. Let's make of our daily chores a recognition mission."
Jezzika smiled at Ree'lyn, turning her head, and asked mentally to him, "Interesting. Then, why are you here? It will be a challenge to have the others trust us. We are Drow. In a Drow outpost, and our captors are aching to kill us."
Then to the others,
"Our gear would most likely be in the guard tower." she admitted, nodding to AREA 10. "That's where I saw them take it when I was brought here 3 days ago. I counted about 10 Elite guards around the outpost, in addition to the four officers."
Still standing around the cave, as ordered, Huey starts slapping himself on the side of his head. “Voices in head? Get out! Owwwwwww!”
(He’s quite confused about the telepathic communication....and is too dumb to realize that the voices he’s hearing are those of his fellow inmates!)
In the silence of the cave, every inmate could likely hear the loud growling of Huey’s stomach, as he was quite hungry, having not supped in over a day. When the guard showed up with the bowls of mushroom soup, Huey eagerly consumed his bowl, spilling at least half of its contents down his jerkin. He was quite an amusing sight- shaking his head, trying to get the voices to spill out of his ear, with soup dripping down his wide muscled chest. Quite the turn-on for the females in the cave, no doubt.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Ash hums in thought at this new information. "So we would need to cause a distraction to lure away the guards from there if we have any hope of getting our things back."
As her worried temper calms down, the tattoo on her back fades again to the normal black and the voices calm in her head. She makes no note to talk about her tattoo just yet and looks to Ree'lyn.
"All of us here worked in some way or not. Whether that was physically or mentally. There is no reason anyone should starve. And we only have 3 days left to get out of here. Whatever we're doing we need to get on it if we have a chance of getting out of here."
After another pause, she lowers her voice and looks around. "Who has gotten out of their shackles so far? So we know who we need to assist."
After she has asked her questions and statements, she'll move over to Huey, crouching down beside him. She will then spend a minute explaining the voices to him carefully and in a way he understands (hopefully), trying to be helpful and friendly as she also slightly cleans up his food mess.
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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There is joy in Ree'lyn's eyes as he manages to adjust his thoughts between the private messages with Jezzika and the common telepathic link with the group. Replying to the female Drow - "Usstan ssinssrin ulu ragar doeb 'zil mzilt bauth nindol Qu'ellar 'zil Usstan shlu'ta. P'wal shaming mina orn tlu l'toha 'zil destroying mina. Usstan zhahus githinia ka fol contacts Usstan zhaun orn'la tlu associated xuil mina, d'elezz. Mayoe naut. Jhal Usstan gumash naut kyon n'nehr." - staring at Jezzika with piercing look he adds - "Eilistraee orn'la rhseev dos xuil pahntar da'rex, dos zhaun."
Drow language translation
I want to find out as much about this House as I can. Because shaming them will be the same as destroying them. I was wondering if some contacts I know would be associated with them, though. Maybe not. But I could not care less."
And
Eilistraee would receive you with open arms, you know.
Switching his thoughts with ease to the communitarian link, Ree'lyn addresses to those who have offered their replies - "Thank you, automaton. I think I didn't catch your designation. You have confirmed my suspicion; they are willing to kill us. What makes just the more curious as to how we got two battered individuals and just one killed. Either finding more slaves is not as easy for them, or they are taking preferences here. We need our gear and we need to make use of their openings. If we break out of the pen during the thinning hours, we still must break into the watchtowers for our gears. Or we let them take us into the watchtowers and just break free from there, with our belongings."
Jezzika, still staring at the guard tower, arms folded, smiled as Ree'lyn spoke, but at the last thing he said to her, she closed her eyes and let the shadows wrap around her.
"Someone already has.." she said.
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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Noticing the half-orc's reactions not understanding the telepathic communication, Ree'lyn feels like he should seize this opportunity. -" Hey! Half-orc! Scratch your ear with your left leg! And make a suckling sound as you do it!"
As opposed to Huey, Svana drinks her broth sitting upright and refined, taking her time. Despite her hunger she didn’t want to look like a savage, not to mention the broth itself was severely lacking in spice and flavor, as if they would have given them the good stuff. When Ash inquires about the shackles, the elf pipes up telepathically. “I can slide my hands out of them, thanks to Duke’s assistance.” She gives an approving nod over to the warforged. “My strength isn’t near as great as his but I can be of some assistance in helping remove others shackles.”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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"I understand your position. I have a course of my own as well. " - Ree'lyn replies to Jezzika.
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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"Too bad I seem to be wearing a druid's son stroller suit. " - The Drow says out loud.
"Then I wish you luck in your journey." Jezzika replies. "If we ever get out."
At Ree'lyn's comment, Ash's tattoo scarilly immediately lights up a bright red and she visibly tenses. There's an audible deep breath before she speaks aloud with a growl. "Do you have to be such an Ass? And you wonder why we do not like you. You'd actually be attractive if you didn't have such a shitty personality you know. So could you stop being a heartless bully?"
She then turns to Huey with kind smile, trying to mask her anger which is still visible from her bright red tattoo. The whispers are almost overwhelming as she speaks. "Do not listen to that one if he says anything mean or weird. He is trying to make you look silly."
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
"I have learned a while back not to get on Huey's bad side." Jezzika said casually. "I have seen him crush a man with his bare hands. He is simply..misunderstood. When he saved my life in the Underdark trying to escape, he never left my side. With a single command word from me, he can become a raging killing machine, or my stalwart protector. I have seen it. I have learned to work together with him, and he listens to me unwavering. I have come to show him the respect he deserves, for he has earned mine."
Grabbing the bowl and drinking from the side, Ronnal sets the bowl down. "If we are going to make it out of here then we should stop the in fighting now and focus on escaping." Ronnal sighs, proceeding to lift his bowl again and drinks. He mutters a few words in dwarven as he finishes off the broth.
"I am surrounded by children. I pray to you Deep Duerra give me the strength to make it out of here or, at least let these idiots die so that I may live."
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARee'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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"Ah! He is yours...I mean, with you!" - Ree'lyn says out loud to Jezzika, ignoring the hysterical babble from the red haired girl.
Jezzika smiled to herself. She had nothing against Ree'lyn. They were the same blood, the same people. Just two different paths. She held no animosity towards him.
"I would say..he is more of a guardian." she finally said. "Yes. That is how I would put it. A faithful companion."
Ash takes deep breaths, calming her anger as she returns to carefully explaining the voices to Huey, the red fading back to black as she calms, there still being a hint and the overwhelming voice urging her to do something stupid.
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1
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Looking at the mechanical humanoid, Ree'lyn thinks of something really quick. - "We can work together. " - the Drow thinks to the communitarian channel. " When we have the chance, grapple one of the guards. I will do the rest. Just when the time is right." - considering his own words after a brief moment, he adds - " We should all think of helping each other in specific tasks. Whenever we have to make a tool, examine something or act towards someone, make sure to use the knowledge you have together. Always."