Mr. Greenleaf - After getting blasted out of Manneo's grasp and skipping across the ground like a rock on water, Flyn will stand up and dust himself off. Watching his friends flee back too the building they just fled from. *sigh* "What have I got myself into." before slowly walking back towards them.
Mr. Greenleaf - After getting blasted out of Manneo's grasp and skipping across the ground like a rock on water, Flyn will stand up and dust himself off. Watching his friends flee back too the building they just fled from. *sigh* "What have I got myself into." before slowly walking back towards them.
You can only crawl
And crawl I shall.
Mr. Greenleaf - As he crawl's across the dirt mumbling to himself "One small lightening strike and he tosses me like like I'm a dwarf or something... and now my back is acting up again, great."
You see body parts that look like yours under here
Hearing a commotion from below, Gwyllen sighs again – “What have they done this time?”
She pulls the black cloth from the body parts and begins shredding it with her dagger, making rough pieces that can be sewn into a dress, as promised. Now she just needed a needle and thread. Taking out some nails from her kit, she tacks the fabric to the wall in a dress shaped form to get a little bit of perspective on the task at hand.
Frowning in concentration, she turns back to the table… and her eyes light up. Grabbing a couple of arms, legs and a torso, she makes a haphazard amalgam of a human figure, and begins laying the cut pieces around it to see how the pieces will come together on a human body.
Torvin looks to the party and says: "What are we going to do about Gwyllen? I have called her 2 or 3 times and she has failed to reply. Do you think she is in trouble or is she ignoring us? I dont really want to go back in there but, I dont want to leave her behind if she is in trouble"
Gwyllen stands back to admire the dress as it starts to take shape. "I suppose I'll see about that needle and thread and find out what these blockheads are up to now..."
She walks out of the door to the top of the stairs to see the Celestial flaring it's wings in fury and the rest of the party looking pensive."Gods damn it all".
She takes a deep breath and gently clears her throat to draw some attention away from the confrontation- "My very Good and Kind Lord Abbott, I've cut the pieces for the wedding dress and used your nice collection of body parts as a model for the design... the only issue is I'm in need of a needle and thread. If you have some, I'll be done with this in no time and we can be out of your hair!"she glances down at the rest of her companions and thinks quickly.
"Why don't you boys wait on the steps and give the poor Abbott his space? I'll be done before you know it, and then we can be on our way!"
Looking between the shining Deva and the would-be-heroes with a pleading look in her eye, hoping to convince everyone involved - Persuasion12
I can't believe I'm up here digging in a pile of dead bodies just to get in good with an obviously insane Celestial so he can resurrect one of these 5 after they make the final mistake... hopefully it will be worth it - she thinks to herself.
You see body parts that look like yours under here
Hearing a commotion from below, Gwyllen sighs again – “What have they done this time?”
She pulls the black cloth from the body parts and begins shredding it with her dagger, making rough pieces that can be sewn into a dress, as promised. Now she just needed a needle and thread. Taking out some nails from her kit, she tacks the fabric to the wall in a dress shaped form to get a little bit of perspective on the task at hand.
Frowning in concentration, she turns back to the table… and her eyes light up. Grabbing a couple of arms, legs and a torso, she makes a haphazard amalgam of a human figure, and begins laying the cut pieces around it to see how the pieces will come together on a human body.
Those body parts look like they had needle and thread on them once before.
The deva says to Gwy " My dear, take all the time you need, but they can not come back inside. I am not sure where to find needle and thread as there is no shop here and Valliki is far away. That is where I had a hunting party looking for a dress."
Skorn starts laughing. Cordially invited, are we? He brings us into this land, sends his minions after us, hits us with lightning and threatens us, and now cordially invites us to dinner? What say you, fellows? Shall we accept? He shakes his head, still laughing.
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Kellen Rivian(Level 12 Lore Bard)- Ghosts of Saltmarsh (cbaer8)
Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
Skorn starts laughing. Cordially invited, are we? He brings us into this land, sends his minions after us, hits us with lightning and threatens us, and now cordially invites us to dinner? What say you, fellows? Shall we accept? He shakes his head, still laughing.
As you say this you see a black coach pull in to the Abbey path with skeletal horses and a horsemen with no face. The door swings open as if to beckon you inside.
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You can only crawl
You see body parts that look like yours under here
Skorn grabs the sun disk but not before the Abbott sheds his skin and clothes to reveal his true Angelic form. He says "You all need to leave now!!"
Torvin will call out to Gwyllen: "The Abbott has ordered us to leave if your coming with us I suggest you join us down here."
Torvin turns to leave the abbey.
And crawl I shall.
Mr. Greenleaf - As he crawl's across the dirt mumbling to himself "One small lightening strike and he tosses me like like I'm a dwarf or something... and now my back is acting up again, great."
OOC: Flyn is a youngster too lol
As most of you walk outside and crawl you see a note fall from the sky.
Mr. Greenleaf - Noticing the others flooding back out of the building, Flyn still muttering will crawl towards the note
Hearing a commotion from below, Gwyllen sighs again – “What have they done this time?”
She pulls the black cloth from the body parts and begins shredding it with her dagger, making rough pieces that can be sewn into a dress, as promised. Now she just needed a needle and thread. Taking out some nails from her kit, she tacks the fabric to the wall in a dress shaped form to get a little bit of perspective on the task at hand.
Frowning in concentration, she turns back to the table… and her eyes light up. Grabbing a couple of arms, legs and a torso, she makes a haphazard amalgam of a human figure, and begins laying the cut pieces around it to see how the pieces will come together on a human body.
Gwyllen Øyvund - Level 4 / Human Variant / Warlock, Fey Touched Archanist of the Raven Queen - Death Inspectors
Torment Malichar - Level 8 / Tiefling / Druid of the Underdark, Cleric of Mielikki - Knights of the Hanging Chicken (Team 3)
Master Shovel of the Sandbox - Bane of Kerakys
Torvin looks to the party and says: "What are we going to do about Gwyllen? I have called her 2 or 3 times and she has failed to reply. Do you think she is in trouble or is she ignoring us? I dont really want to go back in there but, I dont want to leave her behind if she is in trouble"
Gwyllen stands back to admire the dress as it starts to take shape. "I suppose I'll see about that needle and thread and find out what these blockheads are up to now..."
She walks out of the door to the top of the stairs to see the Celestial flaring it's wings in fury and the rest of the party looking pensive. "Gods damn it all".
She takes a deep breath and gently clears her throat to draw some attention away from the confrontation- "My very Good and Kind Lord Abbott, I've cut the pieces for the wedding dress and used your nice collection of body parts as a model for the design... the only issue is I'm in need of a needle and thread. If you have some, I'll be done with this in no time and we can be out of your hair!" she glances down at the rest of her companions and thinks quickly.
"Why don't you boys wait on the steps and give the poor Abbott his space? I'll be done before you know it, and then we can be on our way!"
Looking between the shining Deva and the would-be-heroes with a pleading look in her eye, hoping to convince everyone involved - Persuasion 12
I can't believe I'm up here digging in a pile of dead bodies just to get in good with an obviously insane Celestial so he can resurrect one of these 5 after they make the final mistake... hopefully it will be worth it - she thinks to herself.
Gwyllen Øyvund - Level 4 / Human Variant / Warlock, Fey Touched Archanist of the Raven Queen - Death Inspectors
Torment Malichar - Level 8 / Tiefling / Druid of the Underdark, Cleric of Mielikki - Knights of the Hanging Chicken (Team 3)
Master Shovel of the Sandbox - Bane of Kerakys
Those body parts look like they had needle and thread on them once before.
The deva says to Gwy " My dear, take all the time you need, but they can not come back inside. I am not sure where to find needle and thread as there is no shop here and Valliki is far away. That is where I had a hunting party looking for a dress."
You see the note on the ground is another letter with a red wax seal on it
Skorn sees Greenleaf crawling and will go to help him up.
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Kellen Rivian (Level 12 Lore Bard)- Ghosts of Saltmarsh (cbaer8)
Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
Manneo Dex Save 23
You help him up ending his Prone state
Torvin will look at Flyn and say: "Well...what does the letter say?" as he scans the area to see if anything is going on after the commotion
perception: 18
It says " You are cordially invited to dinner. Come at once!- Sincerely Strahd"
Skorn starts laughing. Cordially invited, are we? He brings us into this land, sends his minions after us, hits us with lightning and threatens us, and now cordially invites us to dinner? What say you, fellows? Shall we accept? He shakes his head, still laughing.
Ready to DM and chew bubblegum. And I'm alllll outta bubblegum.
Kellen Rivian (Level 12 Lore Bard)- Ghosts of Saltmarsh (cbaer8)
Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
As you say this you see a black coach pull in to the Abbey path with skeletal horses and a horsemen with no face. The door swings open as if to beckon you inside.