“I can take the first watch.” Rosri offers and join the two by the fire. ”And sorry about the face.. Can you turn in to a wolf? What is that like?” Rosri ask amazed.
Taking a bowl of stew, Rosri walks over to the table and sits down. He can see a few bits of burnt meat but other than that it looks and smells good.
Zyman gladly shares his stew, and, willing to take on his share of responsibilities, he speaks up: "I'm used to long nights, they are a pretty regular thing as a student. I don't mind taking third shift with Edeleth, or even take two shifts." Then, looking over at Edeleth, he adds: "And noted, I won't blast lone howling wolves."
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Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
“What do you guys think happend here? Between the dwarf and the human?” Rosri ask out of nowhere. “I mean if someone killed those two, wouldnt the have taken the tresuremap? And the gold downstairs?” He looks over st the rest of the group.
"What's it like?" Edelith puts down his bowl. "It's a bit like this..."
Suddenly, where Edeleth was sitting, a sleek panther appears. It yawns, showing fangs longer than the halfling's fingers.
Then the panther transforms back into the elf. "..****y more wolfy," Edeleth continues. As he continues his meal, he seems to be suppressing a rare smile.
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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
Rosris jaw drops. “That... was.. awesome! What else can you do!?” Never had Rosri seen anything like it. Not even at his fathers yearly entertainment parties.
Roscoe makes his way back down into the cellar where he plans to sleep for the night. He finds a spot near one of the corners and rolls out his bedroll. He found the quiet preferable to the banter coming from upstairs. It had been what felt like years since he started his spiritual journey but he could still remember what it was like back with the tribe. He thought about them all the time. He wondered where they may have traveled and settled in the time he's been away. He wondered how he'd ever find them again. There were so many questions he had, and this was the time he should be learning those things.
Roscoe always slept with his battleaxe next to his bedroll. His other supplies always ended up in a pile nearby, but having his axe within reach at all times made him feel much safer. "Goodnight moon," the halfling mutters as his eyes grow heavy.
"Various animals. Nothing very powerful. And only for an hour or two, or I could have simply turned into a horse and pulled the wagon myself," Edeleth said. "Sadly, I have not yet managed to master the mechanics of swimming or flying creatures yet, but one day..."
"And I wouldn't worry too much about the dead people," he added. "It looked to me like they finished each other off." Remembering the ascension of the hyena, he refrained from making any further character judgements on them.
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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
Noticing that Roscoe has gone off to bed, Edeleth decides he'd better get some rest as well. He had planned to sleep in the living room, but with Rosri on watch here and Grunda still snoozing by the fire, not to mention the horses, it was feeling more crowded that restful. He finishes his stew, thanks Zyman for the meal, and makes his way into one of the bedrooms.
Before he settles down to rest, he casts Goodberry twice, in case of emergencies on the following day. ( Creates 17 berries) He goes into his trance, enjoying the memory of Rosri's excitement over the transformation. The Wild Shape skill had only been recently acquired, and to be honest, Edeleth was still pretty excited about it himself.
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
With Edeleth and Roscoe off to bed and Grunda sleeping on the floor, that left Rosri and Zyman alone in the dark. Rosri sat silently for a long while before saying. "Mr. Ozymandias you should get some sleep, It is late and you have the last watch."
Rosri got his dagger out and started to twirl it between his fingers, ready for his watch. Outside he could hear the night come to life. A wolf howled in the far distance. Rosri wondered if the villagers would still be alive when they got there and if they would be able to save them.
"Don't worry Rosri, in my experience it's far easier to stay awake with someone to talk to, and in my case that has too often just been the voice in my head, so I don't mind keeping you company now. But if you don't want to talk, that's fine by me too." Zyman takes a couple of minutes to wait for a response, or else he'll start reading one of his books on the local wildlife.
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Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
"I really hope so. There's so much destruction in the world, I want to see myself proven wrong for once. I want to see life, instead of death and destruction triumph. I need that proof. Otherwise, what I'm trying to do, trying to find, well… it's a long story, sure you wanna hear it?" Ozymandias feared getting to emotional and wanted to stop himself, before unduly burdening his companion.
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Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
Rosri keept looking out in the night. He was on guard after all, but he answerd in an comforting voice "Heh" Rosri can't stop the chuckle. "I'm sorry Mr. Ozymandias. I didn't mean to laugh.. My mother always used to tell me stories at night when I couldn't sleep. You just reminded me of her alittle. She told me stories about brave heroes with happy endings. But I get the feeling yours isn;t a happy one, am I right? Rosri finally turns to Zyman and looks him in the eyes, "I'd be honored to hear your story if you are willing to share it." He put his dagger on the table. Being reminded of his mother has made him a little home sick, he picks up the magic Mug and takes a sipp of the wine, feeling the tingle on the tip of his toung.
"Well, on your head be it" Zyman says with a chuckle, before getting serious again "I've been happy to see that this group has no issues with including a warlock. Usually, people assume that only evil people would follow such a path. Well, in my case I can assure you, I may be a fool, but I'm not doing this for power, or for greed. No, for me my quest is of another sort. I've been studying ways of healing people for all my life, and, if I can say so, I've gotten pretty good at it. Still not good enough to cure my wife's disease though. Eurydice died in my arms, and all I could do was weep over her dead body. Some said that I was young and that at twenty I could still find another wife, but you know when your sure about something? I was sure she was the right person for me and that I would do anything to bring her back. Some vile, dark, ancient spirit heard me, and decided to give me a promise what I sought, a way to bring people back to life. I... I tried to bring her back, but I wasn't powerful enough, and all I had before me was a breathing corpse… she had a pulse, but was otherwise in a deep sleep, and I was unable to wake her from it. I cursed the voice inside my head, I cried all night, desperately trying to wake her, until at dawn I took a decision, and a vow.
I buried Eurydice the next day, and in doing so, made her a promise. I wouldn't rest until I could bring her back from the dead completely. Nothing short of my own death will stop me in this!"
Zyman had gotten more and more intense as he talked mostly at the bonfire. Now, finished, doubts came rushing back. Was it a good idea that he had laid his heart open to a relative stranger? Was it wise to get so emotional when the next days looked to be rather taxing on him physically? Mumbling under his breath, he adds to himself: "Shut up, why shouldn't I trust them? Without them I'd have been mauled by hyenas today…"
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Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
Rosri swallowed as he heared that Zyman was a warlock. He didn't know muck about them other that they were people who had made a pact with an evil spirit. He didn't know Zyman well enought to take him by his word, however he hadn't done anything that depicted him as evil. He studied the mans face as he told his story and before he responded, he swallowed again. "I admire your intention Mr. Ozymandias. I understand why you did what you did, but do we really have the right to decide who lives and dies? Shouldn't that be up to the gods?" He keept studying Zymans face as he kept going."I won't try to stop you, neither will I tell the others about you, however, I think you should be careful about how you proceed with your quest. Most people wouldn't understand, and people have been hanged for less."
Rosri knew that adventuring would be dangerous, but he never thought he would be involved with warlocks and demonic hyenas. What had he gotten himself in to? Maybe it be wise to keep an eye on his friends, atleast untill he had gotten to know them better.
Then Pebbles walks up behind Rosri begging for some stew and scaring him half to death, reminding him that he is on guard duty.
Inside check on Zymans story, Does he seem to tell the truth or might he be an evil guy/spy for team evil? 5
OOC: Rosri believs every word and thinks he has made a new best friend... XD
"Dear Gavin, I know we haven't spoken in years, and you must think I have completely forgotten about you. Nothing could be further from the truth...
The fact is, the Iron Clan Lands are under a Great Threat. The Inquisition has taken over the City, and I had to flee, for fear of ending in a cell or at the Gallows.
But there is hope. There is a Dwarf out there by the name of Thornæd Dragonslayer. He is the last descendant of the defunct Silver Clan, and therefore Heir to the throne of the Six Clans. He has already slain an Adult Red Dragon single-handedly, and people are flocking to his Rebel group by the hundreds. With him as our King, perhaps the Six Clans could once more be united, and finally rise against the Red Dragon Threat.
Anyway, I've decided to join the good Fight, and I am off to War. I may never come back, therefore i've decided to leave you the contents of this chest, that I've hidden away from prying eyes. I've had to move it several times, as these two Thieves have been trying to steal it for months now. But their greed knows no boundaries, and they will probably end up stabbing each other before sharing. You may find my trusty old Iron Clan armor, which I have worn with pride for many years before the Damn Inquisition, my favorite Everful Mug, and a bit of money that might help you open that Tavern you've always talked about. I would rather You be a tavern owner than a soldier, my boy. War is overrated. But I hope that somehow, my War can carve a better future for you and our Family. Until we see each other again, wither in this World, or in Moradin's Great Halls, I send you all my love and affection. I may have never told you in the flesh, but you make me proud, my son...
The rest of the night is uneventful. Our heroes wake up after a long rest, and get ready for a full day of trekking through a snowy valley down below. The blizzard is still raging outside, but at your current pace, you should reach Oakfields by Nightfall.
EVERYONE ROLL A SURVIVAL CHECK, AND A CONSTITUTION SAVE DC 11 FOR COLD WEATHER (which Grunda doesn't have to roll, being a Goliath)
Edeleth keeps his bag of Naranda cuttings strapped under his cloak. He doesn't think the trees would be subject to frostbite in their current state, but doesn't want to take any chances. He will ride the wagon again. He has made a few alterations in his prepared spell list for today.
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 keeps his bag of Naranda cuttings strapped under his cloak. He doesn't think the trees would be subject to frostbite in their current state, but doesn't want to take any chances. He will ride the wagon again.
Survival: 25
Constitution: 8
Anyone who rides inside the wagon may gain advantage on the Con Save, as it is covered in a thick canvas tarp.
Edeleth keeps his bag of Naranda cuttings strapped under his cloak. He doesn't think the trees would be subject to frostbite in their current state, but doesn't want to take any chances. He will ride the wagon again.
Survival: 25
Constitution: 8
Anyone who rides inside the wagon may gain advantage on the Con Save, as it is covered in a thick canvas tarp.
Okay, roll again for advantage-- 12
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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
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“I can take the first watch.” Rosri offers and join the two by the fire. ”And sorry about the face.. Can you turn in to a wolf? What is that like?” Rosri ask amazed.
Taking a bowl of stew, Rosri walks over to the table and sits down. He can see a few bits of burnt meat but other than that it looks and smells good.
Zyman gladly shares his stew, and, willing to take on his share of responsibilities, he speaks up: "I'm used to long nights, they are a pretty regular thing as a student. I don't mind taking third shift with Edeleth, or even take two shifts." Then, looking over at Edeleth, he adds: "And noted, I won't blast lone howling wolves."
Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms
Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms
Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
“What do you guys think happend here? Between the dwarf and the human?” Rosri ask out of nowhere. “I mean if someone killed those two, wouldnt the have taken the tresuremap? And the gold downstairs?” He looks over st the rest of the group.
"What's it like?" Edelith puts down his bowl. "It's a bit like this..."
Suddenly, where Edeleth was sitting, a sleek panther appears. It yawns, showing fangs longer than the halfling's fingers.
Then the panther transforms back into the elf. "..****y more wolfy," Edeleth continues. As he continues his meal, he seems to be suppressing a rare smile.
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
Rosris jaw drops. “That... was.. awesome! What else can you do!?” Never had Rosri seen anything like it. Not even at his fathers yearly entertainment parties.
Roscoe makes his way back down into the cellar where he plans to sleep for the night. He finds a spot near one of the corners and rolls out his bedroll. He found the quiet preferable to the banter coming from upstairs. It had been what felt like years since he started his spiritual journey but he could still remember what it was like back with the tribe. He thought about them all the time. He wondered where they may have traveled and settled in the time he's been away. He wondered how he'd ever find them again. There were so many questions he had, and this was the time he should be learning those things.
Roscoe always slept with his battleaxe next to his bedroll. His other supplies always ended up in a pile nearby, but having his axe within reach at all times made him feel much safer. "Goodnight moon," the halfling mutters as his eyes grow heavy.
"Various animals. Nothing very powerful. And only for an hour or two, or I could have simply turned into a horse and pulled the wagon myself," Edeleth said. "Sadly, I have not yet managed to master the mechanics of swimming or flying creatures yet, but one day..."
"And I wouldn't worry too much about the dead people," he added. "It looked to me like they finished each other off." Remembering the ascension of the hyena, he refrained from making any further character judgements on them.
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
Noticing that Roscoe has gone off to bed, Edeleth decides he'd better get some rest as well. He had planned to sleep in the living room, but with Rosri on watch here and Grunda still snoozing by the fire, not to mention the horses, it was feeling more crowded that restful. He finishes his stew, thanks Zyman for the meal, and makes his way into one of the bedrooms.
Before he settles down to rest, he casts Goodberry twice, in case of emergencies on the following day. ( Creates 17 berries) He goes into his trance, enjoying the memory of Rosri's excitement over the transformation. The Wild Shape skill had only been recently acquired, and to be honest, Edeleth was still pretty excited about it himself.
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
With Edeleth and Roscoe off to bed and Grunda sleeping on the floor, that left Rosri and Zyman alone in the dark.
Rosri sat silently for a long while before saying. "Mr. Ozymandias you should get some sleep, It is late and you have the last watch."
Rosri got his dagger out and started to twirl it between his fingers, ready for his watch. Outside he could hear the night come to life. A wolf howled in the far distance. Rosri wondered if the villagers would still be alive when they got there and if they would be able to save them.
Perception check for the first watch: 24
"Don't worry Rosri, in my experience it's far easier to stay awake with someone to talk to, and in my case that has too often just been the voice in my head, so I don't mind keeping you company now. But if you don't want to talk, that's fine by me too." Zyman takes a couple of minutes to wait for a response, or else he'll start reading one of his books on the local wildlife.
Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms
Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms
Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
Rosri looks over at the young magic man.. he seemed so old.. he wonderd what he had been through.
"Thanks." Rosri answer silently. "Do you think Tarden Barth and the other villagers are still alive?" Rosri keep staring out in the night.
"I really hope so. There's so much destruction in the world, I want to see myself proven wrong for once. I want to see life, instead of death and destruction triumph. I need that proof. Otherwise, what I'm trying to do, trying to find, well… it's a long story, sure you wanna hear it?" Ozymandias feared getting to emotional and wanted to stop himself, before unduly burdening his companion.
Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms
Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms
Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
Rosri keept looking out in the night. He was on guard after all, but he answerd in an comforting voice "Heh" Rosri can't stop the chuckle. "I'm sorry Mr. Ozymandias. I didn't mean to laugh.. My mother always used to tell me stories at night when I couldn't sleep. You just reminded me of her alittle. She told me stories about brave heroes with happy endings. But I get the feeling yours isn;t a happy one, am I right? Rosri finally turns to Zyman and looks him in the eyes, "I'd be honored to hear your story if you are willing to share it." He put his dagger on the table. Being reminded of his mother has made him a little home sick, he picks up the magic Mug and takes a sipp of the wine, feeling the tingle on the tip of his toung.
"Well, on your head be it" Zyman says with a chuckle, before getting serious again "I've been happy to see that this group has no issues with including a warlock. Usually, people assume that only evil people would follow such a path. Well, in my case I can assure you, I may be a fool, but I'm not doing this for power, or for greed. No, for me my quest is of another sort. I've been studying ways of healing people for all my life, and, if I can say so, I've gotten pretty good at it. Still not good enough to cure my wife's disease though. Eurydice died in my arms, and all I could do was weep over her dead body. Some said that I was young and that at twenty I could still find another wife, but you know when your sure about something? I was sure she was the right person for me and that I would do anything to bring her back. Some vile, dark, ancient spirit heard me, and decided to give me a promise what I sought, a way to bring people back to life. I... I tried to bring her back, but I wasn't powerful enough, and all I had before me was a breathing corpse… she had a pulse, but was otherwise in a deep sleep, and I was unable to wake her from it. I cursed the voice inside my head, I cried all night, desperately trying to wake her, until at dawn I took a decision, and a vow.
I buried Eurydice the next day, and in doing so, made her a promise. I wouldn't rest until I could bring her back from the dead completely. Nothing short of my own death will stop me in this!"
Zyman had gotten more and more intense as he talked mostly at the bonfire. Now, finished, doubts came rushing back. Was it a good idea that he had laid his heart open to a relative stranger? Was it wise to get so emotional when the next days looked to be rather taxing on him physically? Mumbling under his breath, he adds to himself: "Shut up, why shouldn't I trust them? Without them I'd have been mauled by hyenas today…"
Union!- Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Embers in the Dark - Errydha (Homebrew) Setting
Welcome to the Jungle- Far Realms
Citadel of the Unsleeping Sun - Erathis (Grim Hollow) Setting
Yevelda the Mutt- 3rd Level Half-Orc Battlemaster Fighter- Far Realms
Rehgys- 5th Level Satyr Bard of Eloquence- Far Realms
Rosri swallowed as he heared that Zyman was a warlock. He didn't know muck about them other that they were people who had made a pact with an evil spirit. He didn't know Zyman well enought to take him by his word, however he hadn't done anything that depicted him as evil.
He studied the mans face as he told his story and before he responded, he swallowed again. "I admire your intention Mr. Ozymandias. I understand why you did what you did, but do we really have the right to decide who lives and dies? Shouldn't that be up to the gods?" He keept studying Zymans face as he kept going."I won't try to stop you, neither will I tell the others about you, however, I think you should be careful about how you proceed with your quest. Most people wouldn't understand, and people have been hanged for less."
Rosri knew that adventuring would be dangerous, but he never thought he would be involved with warlocks and demonic hyenas. What had he gotten himself in to? Maybe it be wise to keep an eye on his friends, atleast untill he had gotten to know them better.
Then Pebbles walks up behind Rosri begging for some stew and scaring him half to death, reminding him that he is on guard duty.
Inside check on Zymans story, Does he seem to tell the truth or might he be an evil guy/spy for team evil? 5
OOC: Rosri believs every word and thinks he has made a new best friend... XD
Constitution check for the scare: 10
Zyman reads the note in Dwarvish:
"Dear Gavin, I know we haven't spoken in years, and you must think I have completely forgotten about you. Nothing could be further from the truth...
The fact is, the Iron Clan Lands are under a Great Threat. The Inquisition has taken over the City, and I had to flee, for fear of ending in a cell or at the Gallows.
But there is hope. There is a Dwarf out there by the name of Thornæd Dragonslayer. He is the last descendant of the defunct Silver Clan, and therefore Heir to the throne of the Six Clans. He has already slain an Adult Red Dragon single-handedly, and people are flocking to his Rebel group by the hundreds. With him as our King, perhaps the Six Clans could once more be united, and finally rise against the Red Dragon Threat.
Anyway, I've decided to join the good Fight, and I am off to War. I may never come back, therefore i've decided to leave you the contents of this chest, that I've hidden away from prying eyes. I've had to move it several times, as these two Thieves have been trying to steal it for months now. But their greed knows no boundaries, and they will probably end up stabbing each other before sharing. You may find my trusty old Iron Clan armor, which I have worn with pride for many years before the Damn Inquisition, my favorite Everful Mug, and a bit of money that might help you open that Tavern you've always talked about. I would rather You be a tavern owner than a soldier, my boy. War is overrated. But I hope that somehow, my War can carve a better future for you and our Family. Until we see each other again, wither in this World, or in Moradin's Great Halls, I send you all my love and affection. I may have never told you in the flesh, but you make me proud, my son...
Yours truly, Shorgreg "the Ugly" Mc Kullick
The rest of the night is uneventful. Our heroes wake up after a long rest, and get ready for a full day of trekking through a snowy valley down below. The blizzard is still raging outside, but at your current pace, you should reach Oakfields by Nightfall.
EVERYONE ROLL A SURVIVAL CHECK, AND A CONSTITUTION SAVE DC 11 FOR COLD WEATHER (which Grunda doesn't have to roll, being a Goliath)
Edeleth keeps his bag of Naranda cuttings strapped under his cloak. He doesn't think the trees would be subject to frostbite in their current state, but doesn't want to take any chances. He will ride the wagon again. He has made a few alterations in his prepared spell list for today.
Survival: 25
Constitution: 8
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
Anyone who rides inside the wagon may gain advantage on the Con Save, as it is covered in a thick canvas tarp.
Okay, roll again for advantage-- 12
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