You spot flint and Hurren ascending the stairs from the kitchen. They look determined and so they might not spot you if you don't intercept them.
You also notice something strange. Some of the party guests are circling each other, yowling. Others are trying to pry their masks off with little success. One party goer wearing a lizard mask is seen convulsing on the floor, a reptilian tail sprouting where there wasn't one before.
Malichi moves to intercept them. Very casually he falls into step with them. "This is Malichi wearing the disguise hat. Are you both okay? What's going on?" he asks quietly
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Zensiro regards the feather gravely, sighs, and shakes his head. "If we're sharing, I am also here with several comrades to investigate the situation with the severed arm. I suppose I'm fortunate to have at least one ally here in Harissa and a few that might be able to offer assistance in removing this bloody thing", he says, pointing to the mask. "I had my suspicions, but I thought I had more time before the situation became . . . persistent. So, can anyone get this off of me before I am compelled to eat poor Carina over there? My thanks to you Harissa, at least I didn't imbibe any of that corrupted wine."
If no one is able to offer assistance, Zensiro will eat one of his goodberries, hoping that it will at least delay the transformation.
"Jasna, I can understand Rezmar and Harissa's lack of compliance with Lady Irene's mask mandate, but how did you come to wear your skull mask and avoid her treachery? Rezmar, you're obviously skeptical, but are you here to investigate as well? You certainly don't seem to be here for the revelry. And what in the Earthmother's name is that growling?"
Zensiro moves to the window or door, whichever is closest to the source of the growling, to try and peek out and identify the source. Of the group, Zensiro is most interested in Harissa and her order, but he'll inquire with her about that more discreetly. Once his situation is settled, mask on or not, he will ask his new acquaintances if they will accompany him in checking on Skrach and Dexen next door, and then the rest of the party.
(And just in case this transformation calls for it, I'll roll a Con save. As usual, feel free to disregard, especially if it sucks.)
If Hurren notices the activity among the partygoers, he also will try to remove his mask. (Is there a saving throw?)
He will signal Flint that they should hurry to find that secret entrance to the chamber, the key to the mystery likely lies within.
(Alas, this is a plot device and so no saving throw. The masks are cursed though : P no roll needed haha)
You feel a tingle in your mouth and temples. Your front 2 teeth elongate, and your ears broaden and grow longer, flopping over as they grow.
You look at flint, course hairs grow on his arm, and tusks (sort of like an orc) jut out the corners of his mouth.
One of the guests, now appearing as a lion/orc hybrid, roars loudly and attacks another guest who is scampering on all fours, whiskers now poking through her mouse mask.
If Skrach's tattoo is finished, he will say "Whats all the ruckus about MIss Zula?"and pricks up his ears to investigate.
"As much as I have enjoyed your company lovely Miss, I should try and find my companions, it sounds like things are kicking off a little. Mind you, you can always come with unless you have other plans" He winks at Zula, a little suggestion behind his eyes, as he pulls his hide jacket back on.
As Skrach approach the door he flexes his fingers in anticipation, warily peaking outside.
Malichi takes advantage of the commotion and uses the disguise hat to recast the disguise spell to include longer ears, buck teeth and patches of fur to make it look like he's affected as well.
Zensiro regards the feather gravely, sighs, and shakes his head. "If we're sharing, I am also here with several comrades to investigate the situation with the severed arm. I suppose I'm fortunate to have at least one ally here in Harissa and a few that might be able to offer assistance in removing this bloody thing", he says, pointing to the mask. "I had my suspicions, but I thought I had more time before the situation became . . . persistent. So, can anyone get this off of me before I am compelled to eat poor Carina over there? My thanks to you Harissa, at least I didn't imbibe any of that corrupted wine."
If no one is able to offer assistance, Zensiro will eat one of his goodberries, hoping that it will at least delay the transformation.
"Jasna, I can understand Rezmar and Harissa's lack of compliance with Lady Irene's mask mandate, but how did you come to wear your skull mask and avoid her treachery? Rezmar, you're obviously skeptical, but are you here to investigate as well? You certainly don't seem to be here for the revelry. And what in the Earthmother's name is that growling?"
Zensiro moves to the window or door, whichever is closest to the source of the growling, to try and peek out and identify the source. Of the group, Zensiro is most interested in Harissa and her order, but he'll inquire with her about that more discreetly. Once his situation is settled, mask on or not, he will ask his new acquaintances if they will accompany him in checking on Skrach and Dexen next door, and then the rest of the party.
(And just in case this transformation calls for it, I'll roll a Con save. As usual, feel free to disregard, especially if it sucks.)
" Oh the handmaiden at the front kicked a fuss, insisted I took a mask she made, but I've worn this mask at every party, and she didn't have any valid reason to deny me entry, since I was physically wearing a mask"
You eat a Goodberry, however the mask remains fully affixed. Harrissa uses a healing spell on Carina; her drunkenness disappears, and she regains consciousness. You observe that healing appears to counteract the effects of the wine, though are unsure if it cures the alcohol's effects, or whatever has been added to it.
Harissa attempts a healing on you. You feel like your condition stabilises, but the spell has no effect on the mask or feathers that have already sprouted. Through shear force of will(and constitution), you fight off the animalistic urges bubbling at the back of your mind.
"If you find Lady Irene, I feel like you will have to force her to remove the curse put on these masks. I fear this is her work" Rezmar states to you. " We will see what we can do for Polpo, you should find your friends and see if you can confront Lady Irene, or whatever monster she turns out to be."
If Skrach's tattoo is finished, he will say "Whats all the ruckus about MIss Zula?"and pricks up his ears to investigate.
"As much as I have enjoyed your company lovely Miss, I should try and find my companions, it sounds like things are kicking off a little. Mind you, you can always come with unless you have other plans" He winks at Zula, a little suggestion behind his eyes, as he pulls his hide jacket back on.
As Skrach approach the door he flexes his fingers in anticipation, warily peaking outside.
Zula finishes off her work when you hear the commotion.
"What's that awful sound?" She asks as . As you begin to do up your jacket she stops you. " Little fox, your back, there's fur sprouting from it"
You notice that a patch of fur has also appeared on the back of your hand and your nails have grown into claw tips but you haven't called upon your primal savagery.
Zula apologises to Dexen " I wish I had time to do your tattoo, but there appears to be some commotion happening outside; they've never been this rowdy, and I am afraid to attempt to exit. You are both welcome to stay here with me until Lady Irene declares it is safe, but I think I will lock myself in here if you two decide to leave. Will you be okay?"
Dexen casts dancing lights and uses it to make a humanoid figure in front of him " We have a few tricks up our sleeve, yes"
Malichi takes advantage of the commotion and uses the disguise hat to recast the disguise spell to include longer ears, buck teeth and patches of fur to make it look like he's affected as well.
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“That is a kind offer Miss, which I am gonna regret turning down. But we have mates out there. Comin’ Dex?”Skrach heads out of the door and looks around for familiar faces.
Perception: 21
If he sees his companions, he will join them. If not he will begin searching, calling "Oi Flint, Mal, Zen, where you at mates!"
“That is a kind offer Miss, which I am gonna regret turning down. But we have mates out there. Comin’ Dex?”Skrach heads out of the door and looks around for familiar faces.
Perception: 21
If he sees his companions, he will join them. If not he will begin searching, calling "Oi Flint, Mal, Zen, where you at mates!"
"Alright Zen, what's goin' on mate? Things seem a bit feral" Skrach flashes a toothy grin, "Things seen a bit more like home, which is not a good thing..."
He tails off for a second looking thoughtful, "Have you seen Mal, Flint or Hurren? We should all get together if we are gonna have to scrap with the whole party? Where is the tabaxi miss as well?"
Flint grasps Malichi on the shoulder as he continues to lead them upstairs “It is good to see you, things are not what they seem here. Don’t drink the wine, it is bad, and possibly poisoned. We discovered traces of blood and what appears to be a secret room downstairs. It is directly under Lady Irene’s quarters. We should search there next for a possible entrance. We believe a halfling guest has been taken there. Let us go, the others are upstairs”
While he is talking, Flint can’t help but notice the strange reactions of the other party guests on the main floor, and his hands go to his jaw as he feels the sharp protrusions of tusks growing “What in the name of the gods! What is going on here.?” He looks in shock and notices the changes on Hurren and Malichi as well.
Alarmed at the chaos around them, and his own transformation, Hurren declares, "We need to find the others, now!" and will sprint back up to the second level, where they left Zensiro, Dexan and Skrach.
Flint grasps Malichi on the shoulder as he continues to lead them upstairs “It is good to see you, things are not what they seem here. Don’t drink the wine, it is bad, and possibly poisoned. We discovered traces of blood and what appears to be a secret room downstairs. It is directly under Lady Irene’s quarters. We should search there next for a possible entrance. We believe a halfling guest has been taken there. Let us go, the others are upstairs”
While he is talking, Flint can’t help but notice the strange reactions of the other party guests on the main floor, and his hands go to his jaw as he feels the sharp protrusions of tusks growing “What in the name of the gods! What is going on here.?” He looks in shock and notices the changes on Hurren and Malichi as well.
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Flint quickly fills the others in on what he and Hurren discovered downstairs “Halfling missing. Blood trail. Secret room. Need to check Lady’s quarters for entrance.”
He gets the feeling that time is of the utmost importance, especially watching a guest move like a crab, and that the guests attacking each other will serve as enough of a distraction. So he walks up to Lady Irene’s door and attempts to kick it open. Athletics 26
Flint quickly fills the others in on what he and Hurren discovered downstairs “Halfling missing. Blood trail. Secret room. Need to check Lady’s quarters for entrance.”
He gets the feeling that time is of the utmost importance, especially watching a guest move like a crab, and that the guests attacking each other will serve as enough of a distraction. So he walks up to Lady Irene’s door and attempts to kick it open. Athletics 24
(Haha; DIRECT APPROACH!)
You hear the door respond in a tremendous *crack* before the door caves in, leaving the lock mechanism still intact, hanging from the doorway.
You hear a high pitched screech as a giant vulture flies past you, knocking you prone and causing 1 point of bludgeoning damage. The giant vulture disappears down stairs, clearly seeking out its master to alert them to the intruders.
This room is large, impeccably clean, and lavishly furnished. There is a tall mahogany bookshelf lined with books that look like they’ve never been read. The books are religious texts about the gods worshipped in Haven. Several swords of different designs — a scimitar, a shashka, and a sabre — are mounted to the wall. To the left of the door is a floor-to-ceiling tapestry depicting a three-headed beast — a chimera. The large window on the back wall is covered with silk curtains. Outside is a view of the clocktower, arcane runes glowing around its face.
Hurren will draw the tapestry aside, looking behind it. If it is a blank wall, he will help Malichi or anyone else that would care to investigate for secret doors.
If Hurren notices the activity among the partygoers, he also will try to remove his mask. (Is there a saving throw?)
He will signal Flint that they should hurry to find that secret entrance to the chamber, the key to the mystery likely lies within.
Malichi moves to intercept them. Very casually he falls into step with them. "This is Malichi wearing the disguise hat. Are you both okay? What's going on?" he asks quietly
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Zensiro regards the feather gravely, sighs, and shakes his head. "If we're sharing, I am also here with several comrades to investigate the situation with the severed arm. I suppose I'm fortunate to have at least one ally here in Harissa and a few that might be able to offer assistance in removing this bloody thing", he says, pointing to the mask. "I had my suspicions, but I thought I had more time before the situation became . . . persistent. So, can anyone get this off of me before I am compelled to eat poor Carina over there? My thanks to you Harissa, at least I didn't imbibe any of that corrupted wine."
If no one is able to offer assistance, Zensiro will eat one of his goodberries, hoping that it will at least delay the transformation.
"Jasna, I can understand Rezmar and Harissa's lack of compliance with Lady Irene's mask mandate, but how did you come to wear your skull mask and avoid her treachery? Rezmar, you're obviously skeptical, but are you here to investigate as well? You certainly don't seem to be here for the revelry. And what in the Earthmother's name is that growling?"
Zensiro moves to the window or door, whichever is closest to the source of the growling, to try and peek out and identify the source. Of the group, Zensiro is most interested in Harissa and her order, but he'll inquire with her about that more discreetly. Once his situation is settled, mask on or not, he will ask his new acquaintances if they will accompany him in checking on Skrach and Dexen next door, and then the rest of the party.
(And just in case this transformation calls for it, I'll roll a Con save. As usual, feel free to disregard, especially if it sucks.)
Saving Throw CON 23
(P.S. NAT 20 BABY!!!! Just saying.)
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(Alas, this is a plot device and so no saving throw. The masks are cursed though : P no roll needed haha)
You feel a tingle in your mouth and temples. Your front 2 teeth elongate, and your ears broaden and grow longer, flopping over as they grow.
You look at flint, course hairs grow on his arm, and tusks (sort of like an orc) jut out the corners of his mouth.
One of the guests, now appearing as a lion/orc hybrid, roars loudly and attacks another guest who is scampering on all fours, whiskers now poking through her mouse mask.
If Skrach's tattoo is finished, he will say "Whats all the ruckus about MIss Zula?" and pricks up his ears to investigate.
"As much as I have enjoyed your company lovely Miss, I should try and find my companions, it sounds like things are kicking off a little. Mind you, you can always come with unless you have other plans" He winks at Zula, a little suggestion behind his eyes, as he pulls his hide jacket back on.
As Skrach approach the door he flexes his fingers in anticipation, warily peaking outside.
Skrach / Miner
Malichi takes advantage of the commotion and uses the disguise hat to recast the disguise spell to include longer ears, buck teeth and patches of fur to make it look like he's affected as well.
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" Oh the handmaiden at the front kicked a fuss, insisted I took a mask she made, but I've worn this mask at every party, and she didn't have any valid reason to deny me entry, since I was physically wearing a mask"
You eat a Goodberry, however the mask remains fully affixed. Harrissa uses a healing spell on Carina; her drunkenness disappears, and she regains consciousness. You observe that healing appears to counteract the effects of the wine, though are unsure if it cures the alcohol's effects, or whatever has been added to it.
Harissa attempts a healing on you. You feel like your condition stabilises, but the spell has no effect on the mask or feathers that have already sprouted. Through shear force of will(and constitution), you fight off the animalistic urges bubbling at the back of your mind.
"If you find Lady Irene, I feel like you will have to force her to remove the curse put on these masks. I fear this is her work" Rezmar states to you. " We will see what we can do for Polpo, you should find your friends and see if you can confront Lady Irene, or whatever monster she turns out to be."
Zula finishes off her work when you hear the commotion.
"What's that awful sound?" She asks as . As you begin to do up your jacket she stops you. " Little fox, your back, there's fur sprouting from it"
You notice that a patch of fur has also appeared on the back of your hand and your nails have grown into claw tips but you haven't called upon your primal savagery.
Zula apologises to Dexen " I wish I had time to do your tattoo, but there appears to be some commotion happening outside; they've never been this rowdy, and I am afraid to attempt to exit. You are both welcome to stay here with me until Lady Irene declares it is safe, but I think I will lock myself in here if you two decide to leave. Will you be okay?"
Dexen casts dancing lights and uses it to make a humanoid figure in front of him " We have a few tricks up our sleeve, yes"
(Nice!)
You do so with no suspicion risen.
“That is a kind offer Miss, which I am gonna regret turning down. But we have mates out there. Comin’ Dex?” Skrach heads out of the door and looks around for familiar faces.
Perception: 21
If he sees his companions, he will join them. If not he will begin searching, calling "Oi Flint, Mal, Zen, where you at mates!"
Any altercations, he will prepare his Primal Savagery
Skrach / Miner
You join up with Zensiro.
You notice the animalistic behaviours down on the ground floor, and catch a glimpse of Polpo walking like a crab.
( just a reminder that you were all in splinter groups, so you don't know what each other discovered)
"Alright Zen, what's goin' on mate? Things seem a bit feral" Skrach flashes a toothy grin, "Things seen a bit more like home, which is not a good thing..."
He tails off for a second looking thoughtful, "Have you seen Mal, Flint or Hurren? We should all get together if we are gonna have to scrap with the whole party? Where is the tabaxi miss as well?"
"Need me to send out a scout or two?"
Skrach / Miner
Flint grasps Malichi on the shoulder as he continues to lead them upstairs “It is good to see you, things are not what they seem here. Don’t drink the wine, it is bad, and possibly poisoned. We discovered traces of blood and what appears to be a secret room downstairs. It is directly under Lady Irene’s quarters. We should search there next for a possible entrance. We believe a halfling guest has been taken there. Let us go, the others are upstairs”
While he is talking, Flint can’t help but notice the strange reactions of the other party guests on the main floor, and his hands go to his jaw as he feels the sharp protrusions of tusks growing “What in the name of the gods! What is going on here.?” He looks in shock and notices the changes on Hurren and Malichi as well.
(I bet he looks awesome though!)
Alarmed at the chaos around them, and his own transformation, Hurren declares, "We need to find the others, now!" and will sprint back up to the second level, where they left Zensiro, Dexan and Skrach.
(Very rugged and manly I would say, haha)
Hurren, Malachi and Flint make their way upstairs, and meet with Zensiro, Dexen and Skrach.
Lady Irene's room is locked. A DC 12 Stealth (Sleight of Hand) successfully lockpicks it open; a DC 15 Strength check forces it open.
How would you like to proceed?
Flint quickly fills the others in on what he and Hurren discovered downstairs “Halfling missing. Blood trail. Secret room. Need to check Lady’s quarters for entrance.”
He gets the feeling that time is of the utmost importance, especially watching a guest move like a crab, and that the guests attacking each other will serve as enough of a distraction. So he walks up to Lady Irene’s door and attempts to kick it open. Athletics 26
(Haha; DIRECT APPROACH!)
You hear the door respond in a tremendous *crack* before the door caves in, leaving the lock mechanism still intact, hanging from the doorway.
You hear a high pitched screech as a giant vulture flies past you, knocking you prone and causing 1 point of bludgeoning damage. The giant vulture disappears down stairs, clearly seeking out its master to alert them to the intruders.
This room is large, impeccably clean, and lavishly furnished. There is a tall mahogany bookshelf lined with books that look like they’ve never been read. The books are religious texts about the gods worshipped in Haven. Several swords of different designs — a scimitar, a shashka, and a sabre — are mounted to the wall. To the left of the door is a floor-to-ceiling tapestry depicting a three-headed beast — a chimera. The large window on the back wall is covered with silk curtains. Outside is a view of the clocktower, arcane runes glowing around its face.
Hurren will draw the tapestry aside, looking behind it. If it is a blank wall, he will help Malichi or anyone else that would care to investigate for secret doors.