Saarebas well take his hour before the feast to claim his bed and relax after a long days travel. He doesn't change or anything. However, he does take his Greataxe with him to the feast claiming that it never leaves his side and you never know when you are going to need to defend yourself.
Darik will pick a bed closest to the door. For my hr I will walk in the chapel checking for entrance and exit planning escape routes. After that he will wait to be called on.
Brida returns to the dormitory and has cleaned up wearing clean cleric vestments for Chauntea in white, gold, and green! She has her scale male on beneath them, a force of habit, with a handaxe on her belt like she always has worn it. Her hair is tightly braided away from her face and calls to all of you to follow her. Gathering you up from she leads you outside to the square where a cart is waiting the dark elf smithy seated at the reins. He looks you over suspiciously but his dark expression relaxes into a half smile at the sight of Brida happily discussing with the party her family's farm, where she grew up, and about her aunt Vera's cooking.
"Everyone this is Aldaryn Vaandree," Brida introduces the dark elf who says nothing but gives a curt nod. The dark elf had shoulder length silver hair and an athletic build. He is dressed nicely but not overtly trying to impress. He wears plain clothes in dark colors and the only visible weapon he carries is a rapier which you notice it's hilt gleaming silver in the moonlight.
Helping Willow into the buckboard of the wagon Brida then boards behind her before she gestures to the rest of you to get into the back. It's a happy atmosphere as you all calmor onto the cart. The full moon illuminates the village and some towns people carrying baskets of food follow the cart. You notice some are dressed in their best clothing or at least not as threadbare as you seen before. The dark elf then urges the horses forward and you head out of town on the road you entered going back towards the main road to Feirm.
{Everyone please roll for whatever you'd like! Investigation, perception, nature, etc...}
Noticing Aldaryn's change of expression on seeing Brida Saarebas will elbow her, not hard enough to hurt just to get her attention, in the side and say "I'm excited for some home cooked food. I see someone else is excited to see you Brida." He'll then give her a slight eyebrow wiggle.
Brida blushes at Saarebas teasing but says nothing in response just put an arm around Willow in the buckboard protectively as the wagon jostles them on the bumpy road but you see her look at Aldaryn in profile. The dark elf however stares forward ever watchful of the road ahead unchanging in his stone faced expression.
Willow & Erevan: You hear the faint sounds of howling in the distance even over the chatter of people, about a dozen or so following the wagon behind you, as well as the creak of the wagon wheels and horse hooves on the earth beaten road.
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Brida looks down at Willow, concern flickering across her face, then looking at Aldaryn who turns to face her but still does not talk. He nods at Brida who then answers Willow.
"There are wolves yes," Brida says glancing over her shoulder at the party then back at the people on the road still jovial in the moonlight. "My family's farm isn't much farther," she adds gesturing ahead now at a light in the near distance.
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Erevan: THIS is a Hero's feast laid on the table in front of you. You know if a creature partakes of the feast gains several benefits. The creature is cured of all Diseases and poison, becomes immune to poison and being Frightened, and makes all Wisdom saving throws with advantage. Its hit point maximum also increases by 2d10, and it gains the same number of hit points. These benefits last for 24 hours. You've never cast the spell yourself but you do recognize the druidic magic!! Now where's the druid, you wonder?! You also notice runes carved in several trees warding off evil and disease.
Erevan keeps that information to himself, making a comment about it would only draw unwanted attention about how he could know such a thing. I'd think my companions would gain these benefits whether they know it or not so I'll just make sure they all choose to eat.
OOC: Is druid magic also outlawed or are druids here in the service of Chaunteau and allowed to practice? Also, who polices the use of magic here? The clerics? And what are the penalties?
OOC: Clerics and paladins of the four sisters but so far you've only seen clerics. People also tell on others via Salem witch trials style finger pointing etc. Depending on what is cast or done and what is seen by whom it's dealt with accordingly. Death is the harshest penalty Brida mentioned on the road in passing solemnly but you did not press her further. Druidic magic is allowed but controlled everywhere outside of Foroais where druids are revered followers of Mielikki. Not mentioning it is also good move!
"What a lovely home you have Brida! And the feast looks wonderful!" As Erevan approaches the table he's looking at the table, are there any raw vegetables? If so, are they shriveled like the ones in town?
Saarebas well take his hour before the feast to claim his bed and relax after a long days travel. He doesn't change or anything. However, he does take his Greataxe with him to the feast claiming that it never leaves his side and you never know when you are going to need to defend yourself.
Darik will pick a bed closest to the door. For my hr I will walk in the chapel checking for entrance and exit planning escape routes. After that he will wait to be called on.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiABrida returns to the dormitory and has cleaned up wearing clean cleric vestments for Chauntea in white, gold, and green! She has her scale male on beneath them, a force of habit, with a handaxe on her belt like she always has worn it. Her hair is tightly braided away from her face and calls to all of you to follow her. Gathering you up from she leads you outside to the square where a cart is waiting the dark elf smithy seated at the reins. He looks you over suspiciously but his dark expression relaxes into a half smile at the sight of Brida happily discussing with the party her family's farm, where she grew up, and about her aunt Vera's cooking.
"Everyone this is Aldaryn Vaandree," Brida introduces the dark elf who says nothing but gives a curt nod. The dark elf had shoulder length silver hair and an athletic build. He is dressed nicely but not overtly trying to impress. He wears plain clothes in dark colors and the only visible weapon he carries is a rapier which you notice it's hilt gleaming silver in the moonlight.
Helping Willow into the buckboard of the wagon Brida then boards behind her before she gestures to the rest of you to get into the back. It's a happy atmosphere as you all calmor onto the cart. The full moon illuminates the village and some towns people carrying baskets of food follow the cart. You notice some are dressed in their best clothing or at least not as threadbare as you seen before. The dark elf then urges the horses forward and you head out of town on the road you entered going back towards the main road to Feirm.
{Everyone please roll for whatever you'd like! Investigation, perception, nature, etc...}
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Noticing Aldaryn's change of expression on seeing Brida Saarebas will elbow her, not hard enough to hurt just to get her attention, in the side and say "I'm excited for some home cooked food. I see someone else is excited to see you Brida." He'll then give her a slight eyebrow wiggle.
Perception 21
Brida blushes at Saarebas teasing but says nothing in response just put an arm around Willow in the buckboard protectively as the wagon jostles them on the bumpy road but you see her look at Aldaryn in profile. The dark elf however stares forward ever watchful of the road ahead unchanging in his stone faced expression.
Willow & Erevan: You hear the faint sounds of howling in the distance even over the chatter of people, about a dozen or so following the wagon behind you, as well as the creak of the wagon wheels and horse hooves on the earth beaten road.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Brida looks down at Willow, concern flickering across her face, then looking at Aldaryn who turns to face her but still does not talk. He nods at Brida who then answers Willow.
"There are wolves yes," Brida says glancing over her shoulder at the party then back at the people on the road still jovial in the moonlight. "My family's farm isn't much farther," she adds gesturing ahead now at a light in the near distance.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Erevan is sitting on the back of the cart playing his lute and trying to get a read on the mood of the villagers
Insight: 12
Erevan: They all seem happy a little tired form the hard days work but they do not seem to think anything is amiss.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Perception:14
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiADarik: You can only hear the jovial chatter of the people and the sounds of the wagon.
The party all make it to the Tierney farm that's lit up with a wealth of lanterns. There is a long table set up groaning with foods of all kinds.
OOC: Magic users please roll an arcana check.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Arcana: 4
Erevan: THIS is a Hero's feast laid on the table in front of you. You know if a creature partakes of the feast gains several benefits. The creature is cured of all Diseases and poison, becomes immune to poison and being Frightened, and makes all Wisdom saving throws with advantage. Its hit point maximum also increases by 2d10, and it gains the same number of hit points. These benefits last for 24 hours. You've never cast the spell yourself but you do recognize the druidic magic!! Now where's the druid, you wonder?! You also notice runes carved in several trees warding off evil and disease.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Erevan keeps that information to himself, making a comment about it would only draw unwanted attention about how he could know such a thing. I'd think my companions would gain these benefits whether they know it or not so I'll just make sure they all choose to eat.
OOC: Is druid magic also outlawed or are druids here in the service of Chaunteau and allowed to practice? Also, who polices the use of magic here? The clerics? And what are the penalties?
OOC: Clerics and paladins of the four sisters but so far you've only seen clerics. People also tell on others via Salem witch trials style finger pointing etc. Depending on what is cast or done and what is seen by whom it's dealt with accordingly. Death is the harshest penalty Brida mentioned on the road in passing solemnly but you did not press her further. Druidic magic is allowed but controlled everywhere outside of Foroais where druids are revered followers of Mielikki. Not mentioning it is also good move!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Insight: 9 I'll be casually watching Brida for signs that she is aware of the druidic magic present here.
Darik: "Brida where will we be sleeping?" He looks to Brida as we approach the table of food.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAIt's her home of course she knows of the druidic symbols. She however doesn't mention it or point anything out.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"Darik we will return to the temple after we eat," Brida replies. "Please everyone let's make no more ceremony! Eat, please, eat!"
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"What a lovely home you have Brida! And the feast looks wonderful!" As Erevan approaches the table he's looking at the table, are there any raw vegetables? If so, are they shriveled like the ones in town?