“I would choose no one better than you to give a measure of her soul. Thank you for your efforts, Judge.” The duchess gains a glimmer of hope in her eye seeing you all.
"I only wish I had the Duke of Weaselton here to aid us in this as well." Hans says as he nods to the others. "He was a worthy ally in my battle against the Winter Queen, but, alas, he was required to stay behind to rally what he could of the people against the Queen while I am away." He sighs. "His council will sorely be missed..." With a glance to the others around him. "Shall we depart?"
"Duchess, you have my deepest sympathies. I sought to arrive as soon as I heard the request," A man draped in robes of black and reds. A billowing cape as he enters with a parrot upon his shoulder which suddenly becomes animated and squawks Awwrk! He lies! He's just late! With a deft hand, the man retrieves a small snack and stuffs it, almost violently, in the parrot's mouth.
With his golden snake-headed staff in one hand, he bows. His flowing clothes adding grace to slim form. A thin, coiled beard frames a smile, "My sharp eye and knowledge are now yours, Duchess. Jafar of Agrabah at your service."
A purple-skinned water genasi wearing an elegant long black dress, steps forward to join the heroic band.
"I will join your noble quest. I have seen firsthand the terror and destruction an evil princess can wreck and will lend any of my abilities to preventing this from ever happening again. My name is Ursula, and I have traveled far from the land of Atlantica. I possess a connection with nature and the ocean in particular, and I think I can be of assistance."
“You are all welcome here, and all of you have suffered greatly, as I have. But I must plead with you, head into the forest! Stop the madness, as soon as you are able. Go! And know that once I am well, I will have powers to aid you in return.”
"We shall go post haste." Hans calls out and starts to stride purposefully from the room. "At least there are no small snowmen rolling around trying to eat my knees here..." he comments to himself as he passes outside.
"You might reconsider if you saw the snowmen in question. Hans says with a shudder. "Their leader is called Olaf and he has a sick infatuation with the idea of summer. The snowmen can break apart, with claws, heads, and even feet coming at you from all different directions.... Then the trolls come rolling in as well, large boulders that suddenly sprout into claws and fangs. And, if the old troll is about, it is time to turn tail and run..." Hans just shivers at the thought. "For now, let's worry about this snow white and I'll enjoy not being in a frozen land for a while..."
Jafar'sgraceful strides deceives his speed and is keeping pace, "Summer! Ha! That foul thing should try an afternoon in dunes of the desert around Agrabah; a hour in that sun is enough to last a hundred summers. And the only place of 'salvation' is a city succumbed to the frightful whims of a princess. Every man, woman, even child, slaves to fulfil her wishes in all their possibilities! And her betrothed is a man who has his 'rats' running through the streets, their eyes and ears. Any word they deem evil or against our princess, leaves without a hand, a tongue, maybe even a head... But the latter would be too generous..."
"I'm thankful for my own worries then, as my land is just plagued by the Romani. While they were harmless at first, they've become violent as of late. While I understand the fervor of my captain, I have him show mercy to them. At first, I feared that he will make the same mistake that I once did. But now my fears are that the rage has become something else, a sick perversion of lust in bondage of them...I only hope that Quasimodo will not be affected by him." He marches with purpose, cautiously glancing about.
The duchess gestures to a plainly dressed attendant who leads you all out and points to the west, where a large forest is splayed across the land. “There is her demesne. Go with god.”
Give me a general idea of what you’d like to do. Ie: go look for the mine, look for signs of witchcraft, look for an ally of Snow’s to kidnap to lure her out. Anything at all, as straight forward or crooked as you like
"I am for just heading straight to these mines and seeing if we can find the evil princess." Hans states boldly, glancing to the others. "Who is with me?" he furrows his brows though as a thought hits him. "The Duke of Weaselton often reminded me that I was too straight-forward in my plans though. Do any of you have something you would like to try first?"
The most logical approach is to gather information on the enemy. I believe searching for signs of witchcraft could help us to understand both her plans and her means of carrying them out. Auto offers. However, go straight to the mines could offer the element of surprise.
"Subduing the huntsman and the prince can also prevent them from aiding her. Along with give us more information on how she corrupts such people, we can deal with her more easily if she is alone."
Claude adds
"I suppose the huntsman would be in his element so we should encounter him in the woods. And I'm afraid I am at a loss for where the prince would be."
"Well, I have studied the supernatural arts to deduce what sort of witchcraft is taking place, I cannot help agree with this... being."Jafarraises an eyebrow at Auto. He goes on, but the podgy parrot continues to stare. "But, I have suspicions of this mine, and to where it leads. I say we start there."
“I would choose no one better than you to give a measure of her soul. Thank you for your efforts, Judge.” The duchess gains a glimmer of hope in her eye seeing you all.
Paladin - warforged - orange
"I only wish I had the Duke of Weaselton here to aid us in this as well." Hans says as he nods to the others. "He was a worthy ally in my battle against the Winter Queen, but, alas, he was required to stay behind to rally what he could of the people against the Queen while I am away." He sighs. "His council will sorely be missed..." With a glance to the others around him. "Shall we depart?"
"Duchess, you have my deepest sympathies. I sought to arrive as soon as I heard the request," A man draped in robes of black and reds. A billowing cape as he enters with a parrot upon his shoulder which suddenly becomes animated and squawks Awwrk! He lies! He's just late! With a deft hand, the man retrieves a small snack and stuffs it, almost violently, in the parrot's mouth.
With his golden snake-headed staff in one hand, he bows. His flowing clothes adding grace to slim form. A thin, coiled beard frames a smile, "My sharp eye and knowledge are now yours, Duchess. Jafar of Agrabah at your service."
A purple-skinned water genasi wearing an elegant long black dress, steps forward to join the heroic band.
"I will join your noble quest. I have seen firsthand the terror and destruction an evil princess can wreck and will lend any of my abilities to preventing this from ever happening again. My name is Ursula, and I have traveled far from the land of Atlantica. I possess a connection with nature and the ocean in particular, and I think I can be of assistance."
“You are all welcome here, and all of you have suffered greatly, as I have. But I must plead with you, head into the forest! Stop the madness, as soon as you are able. Go! And know that once I am well, I will have powers to aid you in return.”
Paladin - warforged - orange
"We shall go post haste." Hans calls out and starts to stride purposefully from the room. "At least there are no small snowmen rolling around trying to eat my knees here..." he comments to himself as he passes outside.
"I concur, the sooner the better." Claude takes his shield out and follows.
Auto and GO-4 follow the group. Weapons ready.
Ursula's mouth quirks into a wry smile at Hans' comment, "I'll take little snowmen over a horde of charmed fish!"
Understanding the urgency of the situation, she follows immediately.
"You might reconsider if you saw the snowmen in question. Hans says with a shudder. "Their leader is called Olaf and he has a sick infatuation with the idea of summer. The snowmen can break apart, with claws, heads, and even feet coming at you from all different directions.... Then the trolls come rolling in as well, large boulders that suddenly sprout into claws and fangs. And, if the old troll is about, it is time to turn tail and run..." Hans just shivers at the thought. "For now, let's worry about this snow white and I'll enjoy not being in a frozen land for a while..."
Jafar's graceful strides deceives his speed and is keeping pace, "Summer! Ha! That foul thing should try an afternoon in dunes of the desert around Agrabah; a hour in that sun is enough to last a hundred summers. And the only place of 'salvation' is a city succumbed to the frightful whims of a princess. Every man, woman, even child, slaves to fulfil her wishes in all their possibilities! And her betrothed is a man who has his 'rats' running through the streets, their eyes and ears. Any word they deem evil or against our princess, leaves without a hand, a tongue, maybe even a head... But the latter would be too generous..."
Awk! Too generous! The parrot gleefully echoes.
"I'm thankful for my own worries then, as my land is just plagued by the Romani. While they were harmless at first, they've become violent as of late. While I understand the fervor of my captain, I have him show mercy to them. At first, I feared that he will make the same mistake that I once did. But now my fears are that the rage has become something else, a sick perversion of lust in bondage of them...I only hope that Quasimodo will not be affected by him." He marches with purpose, cautiously glancing about.
The duchess gestures to a plainly dressed attendant who leads you all out and points to the west, where a large forest is splayed across the land. “There is her demesne. Go with god.”
Give me a general idea of what you’d like to do. Ie: go look for the mine, look for signs of witchcraft, look for an ally of Snow’s to kidnap to lure her out. Anything at all, as straight forward or crooked as you like
Paladin - warforged - orange
"I am for just heading straight to these mines and seeing if we can find the evil princess." Hans states boldly, glancing to the others. "Who is with me?" he furrows his brows though as a thought hits him. "The Duke of Weaselton often reminded me that I was too straight-forward in my plans though. Do any of you have something you would like to try first?"
The most logical approach is to gather information on the enemy. I believe searching for signs of witchcraft could help us to understand both her plans and her means of carrying them out. Auto offers. However, go straight to the mines could offer the element of surprise.
"Subduing the huntsman and the prince can also prevent them from aiding her. Along with give us more information on how she corrupts such people, we can deal with her more easily if she is alone."
Claude adds
"I suppose the huntsman would be in his element so we should encounter him in the woods. And I'm afraid I am at a loss for where the prince would be."
"Well, I have studied the supernatural arts to deduce what sort of witchcraft is taking place, I cannot help agree with this... being." Jafar raises an eyebrow at Auto. He goes on, but the podgy parrot continues to stare. "But, I have suspicions of this mine, and to where it leads. I say we start there."
You make your way into the woods, watchful for signs of evil, and looking to get a back way ‘round to take your enemy by surprise.
Gaston, with a specialty in tracking, make a survival check with advantage.
Auto is watchful of any dangers, or people. Make a perception check.
Jafar and Frollo are watchful for signs of wicked magic. Make an Arcana check each, and I’ll base it off what Auto finds.
Hans, you can make an initiative check with advantage. When we need to roll, we’ll use it then. Your quick plan for action gives you ample readiness.
Ursula, make a stealth check, as you are quietly avoiding notice.
Paladin - warforged - orange