Chesterfield is going to clear his throat and speak up: "Hey there, gents. Perhaps you haven't spent much time in the civilized world, but this isn't usually the way we conduct business. Uncover my eyes and we can have a little chat. You know, talk a little business?" 10 Persuasion
Hammond will hold back until the last of his captors gets closer, waiting to see what his options are as his mind flashes through various choices. He could attempt to blast them with a cantrip or make a run for it. "That is just an example of what I will do to you. Now stop I do not want to kill anyone!"
Kina thinks for a moment. He's been repeating the same thing over and over. Does that mean he's not in control? Is he being held as some kind of thrall? Unfortunately, she doesn't know all that much about magic.
He's not attacking her now. Is it because he's still weak, or maybe he doesn't know what to do if he's not met with violence?
"Well, what if I don't resist? What would you do then? I don't want to hurt you any more. You win. I surrender. So, what now?" she asks. Of course, she has no intention of allowing herself to be taken, but she's testing to see if he'll say or do anything different, because clearly threats and mercy haven't worked so far.
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DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
The ropes seem to be very secure, until your thumb nudges over just a shade more, and one loop comes free, allowing the others to shift ever so slightly. It seems like you would be able to pull your right hand free with a little effort. You hear a light snore coming from just behind you.
Chesterfield:
A voice behind you chuckles and says, "we will have plenty of time to talk once you join the One. Now, hush up or we'll gag you."
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Chesterfield sighs, "Well, to be frank this is rather disappointing. I was hoping not to resort to this, but I come from a very important family with lots of armed men. And, I'm certain that if you lay even a finger on me, they will pull retribution out of your rotting corpse. Now kindly uncover my eyes and explain yourself and maybe I can convince my families men to spare your life." 6 Intimidation
"Well then, just put your hands together so I can tie them up again and we'll have no more killing." He continues to close, scimitar in one hand and a fresh length of rope in the other.
Kina:
"Then allow me to tie your hands, and hobble your feet and we will go so you may join the One." He starts getting to his feet and produces a length of rope from the sleeve of his robe.
He laughs and delivers a sharp kick to your lower back. Not enough to cause serious damage, but easily enough to send a message. "They too shall join the One when it is time. All will join The One."
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Barnabus tries to shake the cobwebs from his muddled head as he awakens. After a moment of taking stock of his situation he calls out,
"Hey! What's the meaning of this! Get this hood off me. Dammit why am I tied up!? Somebody tell me what in the 9 hells is going on! I demand to be released! Come on now enough of this!"
Barnabus continues to struggle against his bonds and will attempt to work the hood from his head as well as the bindings from his wrist.
Bartholomew says "I'm up gentlemen, so lets take off this hood shall we? Ain't to often someone tries to kidnap little ol me and I'd love to see where you're taking me".
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Bartholomew Gale- LVL 3 Bard (Northlands Campaign) DM- Disney Campaign
You feel a sharp pain in your shoulder as what seems to be the toe of a boot strikes home. "Settle down and silence, or we'll silence you. We'll get to where we're going soon enough."
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Hammond steps back and shakes his head as he simply points at the man. He then mutters a word which is then followed by the loud tolling of a bells this being the effect of the cantrip Toll The Dead
The captor needs to make a dc 13 Wisdom Save or take 7 Necrotic Damage.
Chesterfield yelps in pain, but has never known when to shut up, "Alright, no need to get touchy. If we're going to be wagonmates would you at least tell me who this "one" is?"
Kina's eyes widen! Progress! Maybe now she can get some answers. She just has to play the game.
"Before you do that, why don't you tell me about the One?" she asks. "I want to know who I'm surrendering to, and why the One wants me. You can do that, right? I'm not resisting, I'm just curious." she adds, inwardly cringing as she attempts to flip her hair in a flirtatious way and pulls on the straps of her running harness... as if she knows the first thing about flirting! Still, maybe it will confuse his instructions. She's trying to reach for any remaining free will the man might have. She IS ready to try and slip her hands away should he lunge at her with the rope, though, in case she's wrong, but now she's even more reluctant to hurt this man, if she can avoid it.
Cade tries to see if there is any way to wiggle out of the ropes that bind his hands.
Not sure if it is sleight of hand or acrobatics, but Cade's mod is the same on either...
Check: 19 Guidance: 1 (If it can be used...
Chesterfield is going to clear his throat and speak up: "Hey there, gents. Perhaps you haven't spent much time in the civilized world, but this isn't usually the way we conduct business. Uncover my eyes and we can have a little chat. You know, talk a little business?" 10 Persuasion
Hammond will hold back until the last of his captors gets closer, waiting to see what his options are as his mind flashes through various choices. He could attempt to blast them with a cantrip or make a run for it. "That is just an example of what I will do to you. Now stop I do not want to kill anyone!"
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Kina thinks for a moment. He's been repeating the same thing over and over. Does that mean he's not in control? Is he being held as some kind of thrall? Unfortunately, she doesn't know all that much about magic.
He's not attacking her now. Is it because he's still weak, or maybe he doesn't know what to do if he's not met with violence?
"Well, what if I don't resist? What would you do then? I don't want to hurt you any more. You win. I surrender. So, what now?" she asks. Of course, she has no intention of allowing herself to be taken, but she's testing to see if he'll say or do anything different, because clearly threats and mercy haven't worked so far.
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Wil tucks the object between the ropes binding his hands and bides his time... no need to panic... yet....
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Cade:
The ropes seem to be very secure, until your thumb nudges over just a shade more, and one loop comes free, allowing the others to shift ever so slightly. It seems like you would be able to pull your right hand free with a little effort. You hear a light snore coming from just behind you.
Chesterfield:
A voice behind you chuckles and says, "we will have plenty of time to talk once you join the One. Now, hush up or we'll gag you."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Chesterfield sighs, "Well, to be frank this is rather disappointing. I was hoping not to resort to this, but I come from a very important family with lots of armed men. And, I'm certain that if you lay even a finger on me, they will pull retribution out of your rotting corpse. Now kindly uncover my eyes and explain yourself and maybe I can convince my families men to spare your life." 6 Intimidation
Hammond:
"Well then, just put your hands together so I can tie them up again and we'll have no more killing." He continues to close, scimitar in one hand and a fresh length of rope in the other.
Kina:
"Then allow me to tie your hands, and hobble your feet and we will go so you may join the One." He starts getting to his feet and produces a length of rope from the sleeve of his robe.
Wilhorn:
Roll Sleight of Hand to see if you are noticed.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
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Chesterfield:
He laughs and delivers a sharp kick to your lower back. Not enough to cause serious damage, but easily enough to send a message. "They too shall join the One when it is time. All will join The One."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Barnabus tries to shake the cobwebs from his muddled head as he awakens. After a moment of taking stock of his situation he calls out,
"Hey! What's the meaning of this! Get this hood off me. Dammit why am I tied up!? Somebody tell me what in the 9 hells is going on! I demand to be released! Come on now enough of this!"
Barnabus continues to struggle against his bonds and will attempt to work the hood from his head as well as the bindings from his wrist.
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
Bartholomew says "I'm up gentlemen, so lets take off this hood shall we? Ain't to often someone tries to kidnap little ol me and I'd love to see where you're taking me".
Bartholomew Gale- LVL 3 Bard (Northlands Campaign)
DM- Disney Campaign
Barnabus:
You feel a sharp pain in your shoulder as what seems to be the toe of a boot strikes home. "Settle down and silence, or we'll silence you. We'll get to where we're going soon enough."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Hammond steps back and shakes his head as he simply points at the man. He then mutters a word which is then followed by the loud tolling of a bells this being the effect of the cantrip Toll The Dead
The captor needs to make a dc 13 Wisdom Save or take 7 Necrotic Damage.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Chesterfield yelps in pain, but has never known when to shut up, "Alright, no need to get touchy. If we're going to be wagonmates would you at least tell me who this "one" is?"
Bartholomew:
You hear a chuckle behind you. "He wants the hood off, does he? Well, we will take it off once we get back to the hive, and not a moment before."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Chesterfield:
The voice turns inward a little and says, "The One is the All. The One knows all. The One sees all. The One IS all."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
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Kina's eyes widen! Progress! Maybe now she can get some answers. She just has to play the game.
"Before you do that, why don't you tell me about the One?" she asks. "I want to know who I'm surrendering to, and why the One wants me. You can do that, right? I'm not resisting, I'm just curious." she adds, inwardly cringing as she attempts to flip her hair in a flirtatious way and pulls on the straps of her running harness... as if she knows the first thing about flirting! Still, maybe it will confuse his instructions. She's trying to reach for any remaining free will the man might have. She IS ready to try and slip her hands away should he lunge at her with the rope, though, in case she's wrong, but now she's even more reluctant to hurt this man, if she can avoid it.
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
"Grrr...you're gonna regret that."
The dwarf grumbles before settling back for the ride.
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
Sleight of hand: 19
OOC: well this is going to be interesting.... 🤦♂️🤦♂️🤦♂️
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Kina:
He says, "what is there to tell. The One is All. The One sees all. The One knows all. The One IS all." As he steps forward with the rope.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.