After hearing the drunk man shout and jump from his seat and hearing the bartender yell for everyone to flee to safety, Saerirra will bolt out the front door as fast as possible, yelling to Uther and Cade, "I think we should get out of here!"
This was exciting. Peshley had never seen a spell like this take place from the inside before. She figured that if she was not going to exit as quickly as possible the next best place was to stay right where she was. The reaction from the barkeep showed that this Wizard had clearly done this before and the very fact that he was still alive said that being close to him should be pretty safe.
Uthor, annoyed at being interrupted, although not expecting much from the spell, saw this as a chance to continue the conversation with Saerirra. So he giddyly followed her out, thinking to himself 'things we do to get the fairer genders attention.
" that was crazy wasnt it?" He asked as he walked with Saerirra. " where are you off to now ?"
Saerirra sees Uther having followed her out of the tavern, digging into her pack to gather her medical supplies and says, "Off? I'm not going anywhere! I have no idea what sort of spell is going on in there, but if it's harmful I want to be around to tend to the wounded. And I can't very well do that if I am caught in it as well, depending on what it is." She lets out a sigh. "I suppose it looked foolish of me to just run so suddenly. I suppose I should have attempted to identify what spell it was, if I could."
"Not at all, being safe to tend the wounded is very admirable" he nods his head at the tavern " i think the noise died down, lets go back inside and see what mess this spell has caused"
Saerirra had not taken her eyes off the tavern since after rummaging through her supplies and nods. Ok...um...you first." She holds her basic but effective supplies closely as she follows Uther.
Quiet elf hold a simple but well crafted symbol of Meryn hanging from his neck, whispered a few words and sprinkled a table in front of him with something from the flask. All of this was done in a swift automatic motion as something overly familiar while bald wizard was finishing his spell.
Bless on himself, Peshley and the wizard
He did not duck behind the table but was watching with the same calm curiosity he demonstrated before.
Actually, though he did not run, he could take possible precaution if his knowledge (Arcana16 ) allowed him to justify the danger.
Allowing the man to take her hand, she offers a soft smile in return, the gentlemanly Half Orc not the first to do such a gesture or offer to pay for her drinks. She replies, "Thank you good sir, Uther, my name is Saerirra. I am glad you enjoyed my performance, but I prefer to purchase my own drinks. Plus, towards the end I was not the only performer on stage." She turns to Cade and smiles, bending slightly in a bow towards him. Turning back to Uther, she says "If you feel invigorated and refreshed after hearing me play, then that is all the payment I need. Yes, I do make a living with my flute, but as I started playing of my own accord, I was not officially hired exactly, so payment was not necessary to begin with." She takes one of Uther's hands, gently clasping it between both of hers for a moment before letting go and says "But I do appreciate the gesture. You are not the first to offer me things for my performances. I had received a number of gifts in the past. Mostly flowers, which were lovely and I adored them, but sadly, you cannot take care of flowers while on the road. But gifts such as these..." She places her hand on her chest up near her neck, indicating the small thin leather band around her neck, with a shard hanging from it. "...These kinds of gifts do not require maintenance. But then, I do not require gifts at all, though I am delighted to receive them. This one came from an admirer who I do not know."
After hearing the drunk man shout and jump from his seat and hearing the bartender yell for everyone to flee to safety, Saerirra will bolt out the front door as fast as possible, yelling to Uther and Cade, "I think we should get out of here!"
Cade - Laying exhausted on the stage after his and Saerirras performance Cade slowly sat up and heard a noise that was almost too familiar...cheers and applause! The crowd had been so delighted with the show they had even thrown money a total of 15 silver pieces... Cade thought to himself, "Not too shabby for a impromptu performance! And that music...AH! Wait..where had Saerirra gone too?" Taking a look around he noticed her standing with a half-orc and saw her lips move and she was showing teeth in what he now new was a smile and take a bow. He responded by making bending motion and bowing to her as well he and thinks, "If she hadn't played such wonderful music my performance may not have been enough to please this crowd...perhaps we could make a duo of it?!', while still bent from the bow Cade had a sudden nagging reminder, "No...wait...that's exactly what I am trying to get away from since I have been doing it for so many years...yet here I am far from home and the first thing I do is go back to what I know...maybe I am over my head." Over hearing the Bartender yell Cade attempted to find look for Saerirra and found her and the half-orc and was able to just here hear over the noise say, "I think we should get out of here!" Cade wanted to make sure he had all of his stuff and jumped off of the stage and ran towards where his empty pint glass was sitting on the bar to grab his pack.
Fanir, you walk up to the arm wrestling circle just in time to see "Big Rat" slam some poor dwarf's arm against the table.
"No Dwarf can beat me, haha!" He then takes a look at you, and his cocky smirk disappears. The other dwarves smile, and immediately make space for you at the table. "We have a new challenger! Lets see what ya' got now, ya' bastard!"
You sit down and lock hands with Big Rat. The referee shouts "Aaaaand go!!", right as Saerirra starts playing her war song. Big Rat is a tough bastard indeed, and for a few minutes it looks like the veins in both your temples are about to pop, as you both struggle against each other. But eventually, his arm gives in, and you slam his hand onto the table, shattering it and sending Big Rat face first to the floor, breaking another few of his teeth! Big Rat scutters away, holding his bleeding mouth, and muttering something along the lines of "This ain't over, you dwarven scum..." as he leaves the tavern in shame.
The Dwarves around you errupt in cheers and laughter, patting you on the back, and offering you drinks, as well as a small wager from the bets.
You earn 15 silver pieces, and the respect of this group of Granit Clan warriors!
However, as you regain your breath, watching Cade's fascinating live story telling, the ground starts to shake, cutting the fun short...
Fanir jump up from his seat warhammer instantly in his hands "What in the name a the almighty Moradin was that!" looking around for the source and not seeing anything a omonous feeling washes over him "Better drain your drinks boys I gotta bad feelin."
Quiet elf hold a simple but well crafted symbol of Meryn hanging from his neck, whispered a few words and sprinkled a table in front of him with something from the flask. All of this was done in a swift automatic motion as something overly familiar while bald wizard was finishing his spell.
Bless on himself, Peshley and the wizard
He did not duck behind the table but was watching with the same calm curiosity he demonstrated before.
Actually, though he did not run, he could take possible precaution if his knowledge (Arcana16 ) allowed him to justify the danger.
You realize that the tavern itself is being affected by the spell...
The rumbling intensifies. Glasswear, plates and wall-mounted decor start to fall all over the place and crash, creating more and more chaos.
If you are still in the Sleeping Goat tavern, roll a DEXTERITY SAVING THROW DC 15.
You ALL feel the tavern itself move, and lift itself from the very ground, as IT SUDDENLY GROWS A HUGE PAIR OF CHICKEN LEGS, and without warning, starts walking down the street, stomping around and destroying everything in its path.
You hear screams everywhere, and see people running for their lives, as the Huge size "Chicken-tavern" creature accidentally crushes a small house, nearly trampling its Halfling residents to death.
I also reread what I wrote and I am not actually in the tavern, only decided to re-enter but waited for Uther to go first, but either way, my Dex save is there if needed
The rumbling intensifies. Glasswear, plates and wall-mounted decor start to fall all over the place and crash, creating more and more chaos.
If you are still in the Sleeping Goat tavern, roll a DEXTERITY SAVING THROW DC 15.
You ALL feel the tavern itself move, and lift itself from the very ground, as IT SUDDENLY GROWS A HUGE PAIR OF CHICKEN LEGS, and without warning, starts walking down the street, stomping around and destroying everything in its path.
You hear screams everywhere, and see people running for their lives, as the Huge size "Chicken-tavern" creature accidentally crushes a small house, nearly trampling its Halfling residents to death.
EVERYONE ROLL INITIATIVE!
Roll for Dexterity: 9 + 5 (saving throw modifier) = 14
Roll for Initiative: 6 + 3 (initiative modifier) = 9
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Hardly noticed in the back of the tavern, sitting deep in the shadow, Shaw watched the events unfold. Sitting still with his drink hardly touched, he had a good vantage of things, as the room started shake and move...
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
As Uther is about to hold the door handle the whole structure magically is lifted by a huge pair of chicken legs, he shields Saerirra with his body. Then watches as the tavern start walking through the street.
After hearing the drunk man shout and jump from his seat and hearing the bartender yell for everyone to flee to safety, Saerirra will bolt out the front door as fast as possible, yelling to Uther and Cade, "I think we should get out of here!"
This was exciting. Peshley had never seen a spell like this take place from the inside before. She figured that if she was not going to exit as quickly as possible the next best place was to stay right where she was. The reaction from the barkeep showed that this Wizard had clearly done this before and the very fact that he was still alive said that being close to him should be pretty safe.
Uthor, annoyed at being interrupted, although not expecting much from the spell, saw this as a chance to continue the conversation with Saerirra. So he giddyly followed her out, thinking to himself 'things we do to get the fairer genders attention.
" that was crazy wasnt it?" He asked as he walked with Saerirra. " where are you off to now ?"
Saerirra sees Uther having followed her out of the tavern, digging into her pack to gather her medical supplies and says, "Off? I'm not going anywhere! I have no idea what sort of spell is going on in there, but if it's harmful I want to be around to tend to the wounded. And I can't very well do that if I am caught in it as well, depending on what it is." She lets out a sigh. "I suppose it looked foolish of me to just run so suddenly. I suppose I should have attempted to identify what spell it was, if I could."
"Not at all, being safe to tend the wounded is very admirable" he nods his head at the tavern " i think the noise died down, lets go back inside and see what mess this spell has caused"
Saerirra had not taken her eyes off the tavern since after rummaging through her supplies and nods. Ok...um...you first." She holds her basic but effective supplies closely as she follows Uther.
Quiet elf hold a simple but well crafted symbol of Meryn hanging from his neck, whispered a few words and sprinkled a table in front of him with something from the flask. All of this was done in a swift automatic motion as something overly familiar while bald wizard was finishing his spell.
Bless on himself, Peshley and the wizard
He did not duck behind the table but was watching with the same calm curiosity he demonstrated before.
Actually, though he did not run, he could take possible precaution if his knowledge (Arcana 16 ) allowed him to justify the danger.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Cade - Laying exhausted on the stage after his and Saerirras performance Cade slowly sat up and heard a noise that was almost too familiar...cheers and applause! The crowd had been so delighted with the show they had even thrown money a total of 15 silver pieces... Cade thought to himself, "Not too shabby for a impromptu performance! And that music...AH! Wait..where had Saerirra gone too?" Taking a look around he noticed her standing with a half-orc and saw her lips move and she was showing teeth in what he now new was a smile and take a bow. He responded by making bending motion and bowing to her as well he and thinks, "If she hadn't played such wonderful music my performance may not have been enough to please this crowd...perhaps we could make a duo of it?!', while still bent from the bow Cade had a sudden nagging reminder, "No...wait...that's exactly what I am trying to get away from since I have been doing it for so many years...yet here I am far from home and the first thing I do is go back to what I know...maybe I am over my head." Over hearing the Bartender yell Cade attempted to find look for Saerirra and found her and the half-orc and was able to just here hear over the noise say, "I think we should get out of here!" Cade wanted to make sure he had all of his stuff and jumped off of the stage and ran towards where his empty pint glass was sitting on the bar to grab his pack.
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Fanir, you walk up to the arm wrestling circle just in time to see "Big Rat" slam some poor dwarf's arm against the table.
"No Dwarf can beat me, haha!" He then takes a look at you, and his cocky smirk disappears. The other dwarves smile, and immediately make space for you at the table. "We have a new challenger! Lets see what ya' got now, ya' bastard!"
You sit down and lock hands with Big Rat. The referee shouts "Aaaaand go!!", right as Saerirra starts playing her war song. Big Rat is a tough bastard indeed, and for a few minutes it looks like the veins in both your temples are about to pop, as you both struggle against each other. But eventually, his arm gives in, and you slam his hand onto the table, shattering it and sending Big Rat face first to the floor, breaking another few of his teeth! Big Rat scutters away, holding his bleeding mouth, and muttering something along the lines of "This ain't over, you dwarven scum..." as he leaves the tavern in shame.
The Dwarves around you errupt in cheers and laughter, patting you on the back, and offering you drinks, as well as a small wager from the bets.
You earn 15 silver pieces, and the respect of this group of Granit Clan warriors!
However, as you regain your breath, watching Cade's fascinating live story telling, the ground starts to shake, cutting the fun short...
Fanir jump up from his seat warhammer instantly in his hands "What in the name a the almighty Moradin was that!" looking around for the source and not seeing anything a omonous feeling washes over him "Better drain your drinks boys I gotta bad feelin."
You realize that the tavern itself is being affected by the spell...
The rumbling intensifies. Glasswear, plates and wall-mounted decor start to fall all over the place and crash, creating more and more chaos.
If you are still in the Sleeping Goat tavern, roll a DEXTERITY SAVING THROW DC 15.
You ALL feel the tavern itself move, and lift itself from the very ground, as IT SUDDENLY GROWS A HUGE PAIR OF CHICKEN LEGS, and without warning, starts walking down the street, stomping around and destroying everything in its path.
You hear screams everywhere, and see people running for their lives, as the Huge size "Chicken-tavern" creature accidentally crushes a small house, nearly trampling its Halfling residents to death.
EVERYONE ROLL INITIATIVE!
Dexterity: 13
Initiative: 9
Dex Save: 15
Initiative: 20 (Not Nat 20, just total)
I also reread what I wrote and I am not actually in the tavern, only decided to re-enter but waited for Uther to go first, but either way, my Dex save is there if needed
Roll for Dexterity: 9 + 5 (saving throw modifier) = 14
Roll for Initiative: 6 + 3 (initiative modifier) = 9
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Hardly noticed in the back of the tavern, sitting deep in the shadow, Shaw watched the events unfold. Sitting still with his drink hardly touched, he had a good vantage of things, as the room started shake and move...
DEX save= 13
Initiatice= 16
(PM'd you my character sheet)
Initiative 5
DEX save 9
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Dex Save: 3
Initiative: 7
Liarin: Against the Cult of the Reptile God
Adewild: Shadows and Light 2
Brother Thaddeus: Rime of the Frostmaiden.
As Uther is about to hold the door handle the whole structure magically is lifted by a huge pair of chicken legs, he shields Saerirra with his body. Then watches as the tavern start walking through the street.
Initiative 2
Aaa CRAP!
Initiative- 15
dex save- 11