Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
During his wandering around the city, Laievis found the flower street - where gardeners from around the city celebrated the big day with flower mini-festival. Kind request, a bet of convincing and some gold allowed the elf to get hold of several silvery irises. Some addition of wild grass and flowers plus a couple of silver bands turned it into a bouquet, that Laievis presented to Saerirra, with a deep gratitude for for the amazing performance.
The happy couple - Cade and Ellethy - was not forgotten either, though, in their case the bouquet consisted of tiger lilies.
The rest of the day Laievis spent with friends and later in the tavern, making sure he is prepared for a tomorrow march (checking armor, weapon, visiting the stables to see how Blizzard is doing, etc.). When he got to bet this night, he could do it knowing he is ready to anything.
During his wandering around the city, Laievis found the flower street - where gardeners from around the city celebrated the big day with flower mini-festival. Kind request, a bet of convincing and some gold allowed the elf to get hold of several silvery irises. Some addition of wild grass and flowers plus a couple of silver bands turned it into a bouquet, that Laievis presented to Saerirra, with a deep gratitude for for the amazing performance.
The happy couple - Cade and Elety - was not forgotten either, though, in their case the bouquet consisted of tiger lilies.
The rest of the day Laievis spent with friends and later in the tavern, making sure he is prepared for a tomorrow march (checking armor, weapon, visiting the stables to see how Blizzard is doing, etc.). When he got to bet this night, he could do it knowing he is ready to anything.
Saerirra graciously accepted the bouquet.
"I will need to find a vase for these to put in my room. They are lovely."
Cade - Ellethy flies off his shoulders and sees the boquet that was offered by Laievis and took in a deep breath of smelling them...she enjoyed them so much. Cade grabbing the boquet says, "Thank you! We will enjoy them while they last! See you later!". Leaving for their room Cade goes through his pack and makes sure that everything is ready. He brushes Barons fur and makes sure that all his equipment is ready for travel. Looking at Ellethy Cade can't help but wonder what will happen on the road. As he readies for the night he thinks on Hyrsam and wonders what they would do...
((Out of time sequence, explaining the advance to level 5))
Peshley's time in the library and working out has paid off. As she has continued with her sword practice she has thought about ways of trying to cast her spells in the middle of battle. As she does so, she thinks about how each wizard interprets spells differently. They study the movements and words and then replicate it in the way that works for them. If that is the case, why can't the required gestures be built into the motion of an attack, or be performed by a hand behind a shield? As this idea settles on her mind she experiments and finds that her thinking is true. (Gains War Caster feat).
((Back to now))
Peshley stood up and clapped and hooted for her friends. The performance had been outstanding. Making her way to the stage she came up behind claps Cade on the back. "Amazing. Simply ... I don't know what to say. The two of you did so well."
Peshley walks back to the inn with Cade and Ellethy. The mood changes, getting heavier with each step they took. Today may have been a day of revelry and merriment, but tomorrow they marched with the army to face an unknown enemy. Gnolls, as big and frightening as they may be, were not what kept her up at night. It was the thought of the ground cracking open to the power of something malicious far beneath. Peshley wondered if that creature only had power in the Fey Wilds, or if they could somehow access this plane too.
Back at the inn, Peshley prepared her gear for the morning and settled down for a fitful night of sleep.
That night Rosri doesn't go to bed. He stays up all night and drink from his Ever fill mug in the common room, to worried about the coming events. After a while it start to fill up with another beverage as he tiers of Saerloonian Special Vat.
OOC: putting down 1 point of exhaustion and poisoned..
Edeleth strolls slowly from the Hanging Chicken to the stable. Absorbed in thinking over the new information he has learned, he barely notices the boisterous crowds. He will have to reconsider his spellcasting options again, in view of the new plans.
He steps into the stable and stops, with a sense that there is something odd going on. Every stable hand still on duty turns to look at him with an inexplicable, wide, meaningful grin. He greets them politely and wonders what's up, as the dwarves nudge each other gleefully.
Then he comes in sight of his brand new wagon. On the cloth wagon cover, on both sides, someone has painted the arms of the Hanging Chicken Inn.
"I...that is...um...unbelievable," Edeleth says to the proud dwarves. "I...truly don't know what to say." After a few moments, he tosses his last silver coin to the dwarf with the biggest grin and the paint-stained overalls. "I, er...wish I was able to give you more than that."But tact, kindness and noblesse oblige did not permit him to whack the artist with a manure shovel.
He admires the regrettable graffiti until the stable hands are satisfied and return to their work, or slip out to enjoy the festival. Then he turns his hand to practicing harnessing the mules, wondering how much work it would be to turn the wagon cover inside out, once safely out of sight of the city. When he is satisfied that he is competent to harness his beast friends, and will not give them harness galls, tangle them in knots of twisted leather, or end up sitting on the seat of an unmoving wagon while the draft team trots away into the distance, he returns the mules to their stalls and bids them goodnight, thanking the stablehands for their advice.
A few small fireworks are starting to go off in the darkening sky as he heads back to the inn. He retreats upstairs to meditate and prepare his magical resources for tomorrow's challenges.
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Edelith rises early, as usual, and packs his gear, regretfully putting his good silks back at the bottom of his pack.
He goes downstairs and is surprised to find Rosri there, face-down on the table, as if he has been there all night. He tries to wake the halfling, but Rosri is completely unresponsive. Edeleth thinks it's odd to find his rogue friend this drunk, especially when planning an important mission. Rosri didn't even get drunk the night of the Hanging Chicken Banquet: an occasion on which, consigning himself to wear a chicken suit for the forseeable future, anyone might have been excused for getting completely stinking plastered.
Rosri's Ever-Fill mug is laying beside him, on its side, next to a puddle of some noxious, vile-looking liquid. Edeleth picks up the mug, and it fills. He cautiously tastes a drop, but it seems all right. In fact, it tastes surprisingly like the mead that High Druid Talos Vithan brews. The special mead, made from the honey of the bees who gather nectar from the sacred Naranda blossoms, which is only imbibed during the most sacred rituals, the most solemn ceremonies, and the most secret late-night card games between the high druid and his chosen successor.
He pulls the halfling up into a sitting position and takes a better look at him. (Medical check 5 ) (Nat 1! :O )
He decides all Rosri needs is some time to sleep it off. Checking the halfling's pockets for his room key, Edeleth goes to his friend's room to pack up his gear for him.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
When Rosri slowly open his eyes the entier tavern spins. For a moment he think that it has come to life again, until his head explodes and he remembers. “Never again he grown..” the last thing he remember is that he, Edeleth and Roscoe were talking to Gavin, but that was just after the performance.. he must have gotten really drunk. That Ever fill mug was a marvelous item, but without care it was also quite dangerous. By the way, where is it? He can’t see it anywhere, that is until he notices his packed bag beside him, and a note from Edeleth explaining that he had packed his bags for him.
He sit up and look around for the kind elf and the rest of his crew. It must be time to leave soon.
With the early morning sun beginning to burn off the night's mist, and hardly any people in view, the city is almost attractive. At least the mountains are lovely. In the plaza, Edeleth sits cross-legged on the seat of his wagon. The mules are content to be out of the stable, and will be as happy as he to leave the cobblestone streets behind.
A pity everyone else always misses the most beautiful part of the day, Edeleth thinks. When the army starts showing up, and there is someone to keep an eye on his ride, he supposes he should go and see if Rosri needs carrying out.
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Grunda has been off doing various distracting activities of no real import. When time comes to get ready she decks herself out in her plate and gathered her belongings. She passes through the common room and waves to Rosri.
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Liarin: Against the Cult of the Reptile God Adewild: Shadows and Light 2 Brother Thaddeus: Rime of the Frostmaiden.
Rosri waves back to Grunda, but that motion alone makes his head spin. He waves Grunda over. ”Morning Grunda, i-is all well with you?” His eyes are totally blood shot and he reek of liquor. “I have completely forgotten to ready Buttercup for the journey, do you think you could go and ready her for me? I’m embarrassed to say that I’m not up for the task right now..” he realize that this might be the most he has spoken to her since they met. ”Also.. I’m sorry that I have been avoiding you in the past..”
Peshley woke in her bed. Her blankets had managed to get wound around her arms, partially pinning her to her bed. In her dreams, she had seen the chasm open beneath their feet, but this time hands had reached out to drag her down. She sat up in her bed, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Hastily she shrugged herself out of the encompassing blankets and climbed out of bed. Wearily, she pulled on her travelling clothes and boots, sat on the edge of her bed and tried to shake off the ill-humour.
Collecting her gear, Peshley decides to visit the stable, before the day's events, and check in on Pony. Possibly getting her out for some exercise.
Edeleth, remembering their last trip, attempts to judge what the weather will be like for this one.
Survival 10
When a city guard starts strolling through the plaza on patrol, he asks her to keep an eye on his stuff while he steps into the tavern to check on Rosri. He thinks he can carry Rosri and his gear out to the wagon at the same time, if necessary. If not, surely by now some of the others must be up. The pink of the sunrise has almost completely faded.
(OOC I seem to have a low-roll curse lately. My other PBP I am rolling everything low, I DMed irl Saturday and the party just bulldozed over everything they faced, and played a live session on Sunday with new dice where the d20 seems to grossly favor the number 3.)
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Edeleth, remembering their last trip, attempts to judge what the weather will be like for this one.
Survival 10
(OOC I seem to have a low-roll curse lately. My other PBP I am rolling everything low, I DMed irl Saturday and the party just bulldozed over everything they faced, and played a live session on Sunday with new dice where the d20 seems to grossly favor the number 3.)
As Edeleth get to the common room he sees Rosri just starring in to space completely shitfaced. His eyes are blood shoot with big black bags under them, his skin is all pale and moist. Rosri sees Edeleth and waves at him.
OOC: oh, the curse of the dice, must be hard man..
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
"Good morning, Rosri!" says Edeleth. At least, it is a good morning for some of us. He looks at his friend worriedly and tried another medicine check.
Medicine: 21
Deciding that it will at least help with the alcohol affects, Edeleth casts Protection from Poison on Rosri. He had deemed it wise to have the spell prepared, in view of Gavin's information.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
”Shhh, not so loud! Please!” He growns. “So today is the day hu?” He lift his hands to his head and rubs his temples. “I asked Grunda to go and retrieve Butterscotch. And thank you for getting my pack ready for me Edeleth.” He suddenly feel much better after Edeleth’s examination.
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(OOC: WOOT for level 5! :) Don't have to choose between Cure Wounds and Spike Growth after all. Thanks Grotex!)
OOC: EDIT: Original post either delayed or to be deleted due to unexpected circumstances)--Instead:
Edeleth is approached by Rosri. He and Roscoe slip away with their rogue friend.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
During his wandering around the city, Laievis found the flower street - where gardeners from around the city celebrated the big day with flower mini-festival. Kind request, a bet of convincing and some gold allowed the elf to get hold of several silvery irises. Some addition of wild grass and flowers plus a couple of silver bands turned it into a bouquet, that Laievis presented to Saerirra, with a deep gratitude for for the amazing performance.
The happy couple - Cade and Ellethy - was not forgotten either, though, in their case the bouquet consisted of tiger lilies.
The rest of the day Laievis spent with friends and later in the tavern, making sure he is prepared for a tomorrow march (checking armor, weapon, visiting the stables to see how Blizzard is doing, etc.). When he got to bet this night, he could do it knowing he is ready to anything.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Saerirra graciously accepted the bouquet.
"I will need to find a vase for these to put in my room. They are lovely."
Cade - Ellethy flies off his shoulders and sees the boquet that was offered by Laievis and took in a deep breath of smelling them...she enjoyed them so much. Cade grabbing the boquet says, "Thank you! We will enjoy them while they last! See you later!". Leaving for their room Cade goes through his pack and makes sure that everything is ready. He brushes Barons fur and makes sure that all his equipment is ready for travel. Looking at Ellethy Cade can't help but wonder what will happen on the road. As he readies for the night he thinks on Hyrsam and wonders what they would do...
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
((Out of time sequence, explaining the advance to level 5))
Peshley's time in the library and working out has paid off. As she has continued with her sword practice she has thought about ways of trying to cast her spells in the middle of battle. As she does so, she thinks about how each wizard interprets spells differently. They study the movements and words and then replicate it in the way that works for them. If that is the case, why can't the required gestures be built into the motion of an attack, or be performed by a hand behind a shield? As this idea settles on her mind she experiments and finds that her thinking is true. (Gains War Caster feat).
((Back to now))
Peshley stood up and clapped and hooted for her friends. The performance had been outstanding. Making her way to the stage she came up behind claps Cade on the back. "Amazing. Simply ... I don't know what to say. The two of you did so well."
Peshley walks back to the inn with Cade and Ellethy. The mood changes, getting heavier with each step they took. Today may have been a day of revelry and merriment, but tomorrow they marched with the army to face an unknown enemy. Gnolls, as big and frightening as they may be, were not what kept her up at night. It was the thought of the ground cracking open to the power of something malicious far beneath. Peshley wondered if that creature only had power in the Fey Wilds, or if they could somehow access this plane too.
Back at the inn, Peshley prepared her gear for the morning and settled down for a fitful night of sleep.
That night Rosri doesn't go to bed. He stays up all night and drink from his Ever fill mug in the common room, to worried about the coming events. After a while it start to fill up with another beverage as he tiers of Saerloonian Special Vat.
OOC: putting down 1 point of exhaustion and poisoned..
(OOC: Return of the Delayed post, edited.)
Edeleth strolls slowly from the Hanging Chicken to the stable. Absorbed in thinking over the new information he has learned, he barely notices the boisterous crowds. He will have to reconsider his spellcasting options again, in view of the new plans.
He steps into the stable and stops, with a sense that there is something odd going on. Every stable hand still on duty turns to look at him with an inexplicable, wide, meaningful grin. He greets them politely and wonders what's up, as the dwarves nudge each other gleefully.
Then he comes in sight of his brand new wagon. On the cloth wagon cover, on both sides, someone has painted the arms of the Hanging Chicken Inn.
"I...that is...um...unbelievable," Edeleth says to the proud dwarves. "I...truly don't know what to say." After a few moments, he tosses his last silver coin to the dwarf with the biggest grin and the paint-stained overalls. "I, er...wish I was able to give you more than that." But tact, kindness and noblesse oblige did not permit him to whack the artist with a manure shovel.
He admires the regrettable graffiti until the stable hands are satisfied and return to their work, or slip out to enjoy the festival. Then he turns his hand to practicing harnessing the mules, wondering how much work it would be to turn the wagon cover inside out, once safely out of sight of the city. When he is satisfied that he is competent to harness his beast friends, and will not give them harness galls, tangle them in knots of twisted leather, or end up sitting on the seat of an unmoving wagon while the draft team trots away into the distance, he returns the mules to their stalls and bids them goodnight, thanking the stablehands for their advice.
A few small fireworks are starting to go off in the darkening sky as he heads back to the inn. He retreats upstairs to meditate and prepare his magical resources for tomorrow's challenges.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Edelith rises early, as usual, and packs his gear, regretfully putting his good silks back at the bottom of his pack.
He goes downstairs and is surprised to find Rosri there, face-down on the table, as if he has been there all night. He tries to wake the halfling, but Rosri is completely unresponsive. Edeleth thinks it's odd to find his rogue friend this drunk, especially when planning an important mission. Rosri didn't even get drunk the night of the Hanging Chicken Banquet: an occasion on which, consigning himself to wear a chicken suit for the forseeable future, anyone might have been excused for getting completely stinking plastered.
Rosri's Ever-Fill mug is laying beside him, on its side, next to a puddle of some noxious, vile-looking liquid. Edeleth picks up the mug, and it fills. He cautiously tastes a drop, but it seems all right. In fact, it tastes surprisingly like the mead that High Druid Talos Vithan brews. The special mead, made from the honey of the bees who gather nectar from the sacred Naranda blossoms, which is only imbibed during the most sacred rituals, the most solemn ceremonies, and the most secret late-night card games between the high druid and his chosen successor.
He pulls the halfling up into a sitting position and takes a better look at him. (Medical check 5 ) (Nat 1! :O )
He decides all Rosri needs is some time to sleep it off. Checking the halfling's pockets for his room key, Edeleth goes to his friend's room to pack up his gear for him.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
When Rosri slowly open his eyes the entier tavern spins. For a moment he think that it has come to life again, until his head explodes and he remembers. “Never again he grown..” the last thing he remember is that he, Edeleth and Roscoe were talking to Gavin, but that was just after the performance.. he must have gotten really drunk. That Ever fill mug was a marvelous item, but without care it was also quite dangerous. By the way, where is it? He can’t see it anywhere, that is until he notices his packed bag beside him, and a note from Edeleth explaining that he had packed his bags for him.
He sit up and look around for the kind elf and the rest of his crew. It must be time to leave soon.
With the early morning sun beginning to burn off the night's mist, and hardly any people in view, the city is almost attractive. At least the mountains are lovely. In the plaza, Edeleth sits cross-legged on the seat of his wagon. The mules are content to be out of the stable, and will be as happy as he to leave the cobblestone streets behind.
A pity everyone else always misses the most beautiful part of the day, Edeleth thinks. When the army starts showing up, and there is someone to keep an eye on his ride, he supposes he should go and see if Rosri needs carrying out.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Grunda has been off doing various distracting activities of no real import. When time comes to get ready she decks herself out in her plate and gathered her belongings. She passes through the common room and waves to Rosri.
Liarin: Against the Cult of the Reptile God
Adewild: Shadows and Light 2
Brother Thaddeus: Rime of the Frostmaiden.
As she woke up, Saerirra did not immediately head downstairs, instead remaining in her room, contemplating the information she had obtained.
Rosri waves back to Grunda, but that motion alone makes his head spin. He waves Grunda over. ”Morning Grunda, i-is all well with you?” His eyes are totally blood shot and he reek of liquor. “I have completely forgotten to ready Buttercup for the journey, do you think you could go and ready her for me? I’m embarrassed to say that I’m not up for the task right now..” he realize that this might be the most he has spoken to her since they met. ”Also.. I’m sorry that I have been avoiding you in the past..”
"Sure, not a problem, I'm hard to talk to at first."
Liarin: Against the Cult of the Reptile God
Adewild: Shadows and Light 2
Brother Thaddeus: Rime of the Frostmaiden.
Peshley woke in her bed. Her blankets had managed to get wound around her arms, partially pinning her to her bed. In her dreams, she had seen the chasm open beneath their feet, but this time hands had reached out to drag her down. She sat up in her bed, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Hastily she shrugged herself out of the encompassing blankets and climbed out of bed. Wearily, she pulled on her travelling clothes and boots, sat on the edge of her bed and tried to shake off the ill-humour.
Collecting her gear, Peshley decides to visit the stable, before the day's events, and check in on Pony. Possibly getting her out for some exercise.
Edeleth, remembering their last trip, attempts to judge what the weather will be like for this one.
Survival 10
When a city guard starts strolling through the plaza on patrol, he asks her to keep an eye on his stuff while he steps into the tavern to check on Rosri. He thinks he can carry Rosri and his gear out to the wagon at the same time, if necessary. If not, surely by now some of the others must be up. The pink of the sunrise has almost completely faded.
(OOC I seem to have a low-roll curse lately. My other PBP I am rolling everything low, I DMed irl Saturday and the party just bulldozed over everything they faced, and played a live session on Sunday with new dice where the d20 seems to grossly favor the number 3.)
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
(I have had my own string of terrible rolls)
As Edeleth get to the common room he sees Rosri just starring in to space completely shitfaced. His eyes are blood shoot with big black bags under them, his skin is all pale and moist. Rosri sees Edeleth and waves at him.
OOC: oh, the curse of the dice, must be hard man..
"Good morning, Rosri!" says Edeleth. At least, it is a good morning for some of us. He looks at his friend worriedly and tried another medicine check.
Medicine: 21
Deciding that it will at least help with the alcohol affects, Edeleth casts Protection from Poison on Rosri. He had deemed it wise to have the spell prepared, in view of Gavin's information.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
”Shhh, not so loud! Please!” He growns. “So today is the day hu?” He lift his hands to his head and rubs his temples. “I asked Grunda to go and retrieve Butterscotch. And thank you for getting my pack ready for me Edeleth.” He suddenly feel much better after Edeleth’s examination.