Sennet, as little luck as he has with women, attempts to woo Asha as he cleans. "You keep this place rather clean, especially for having all these beasts around. I'm impressed." He continues cleaning a little bit before continuing. "A clean place for a gorgeous priestess I might add, definitely the most attractive one in this place." He gives Asha a wink before continuing. "Where I'm from we don't have women who look like you. Where I'm from, we're trained to use our hands, and not such much in a nice way.." He finishes up cleaning, waiting to see if she'll say anything. If not, he'll stop at the entrance to each of the rooms, giving each one a once over, to make sure he didn't miss anything, then will head back.
Sennet, as little luck as he has with women, attempts to woo Asha as he cleans. "You keep this place rather clean, especially for having all these beasts around. I'm impressed." He continues cleaning a little bit before continuing. "A clean place for a gorgeous priestess I might add, definitely the most attractive one in this place." He gives Asha a wink before continuing. "Where I'm from we don't have women who look like you. Where I'm from, we're trained to use our hands, and not such much in a nice way.." He finishes up cleaning, waiting to see if she'll say anything. If not, he'll stop at the entrance to each of the rooms, giving each one a once over, to make sure he didn't miss anything, then will head back.
(Something I'm good at yay! Crosses fingers) Persuasion: 4
(Sooooooooooooooooooooooo, come here often?)
[ha ha ha...your partner is also laughing at your attempt...]
"Why you miserable creature! Get out of here and be grateful I don't throw you down to the spiders below!" Asha raged at the pitiful attempt to charm her. The giant spider comes rushing from its hiding spot to protect it's mistress, quickly crossing the small room. It does not try to kill but scare you off.
In your hurry to vacate the room, the giant spider just manages to clip your leg with its own, dripping a small bit of venom on your leg before you manage to scurry away.
Sennet grabs the back of his leg as he get's struck by the spider and begins to limp away, making his way back to the cell, heading to a wall and inspecting his wound.
Kel returns to the cell with little fuss, though the temptation to breathe lightening at a guard is very strong. Nonetheless, they resist the urge, and comply. Upon returning, they will flop unceremoniously back onto the floor with a growling grumble. "Well, my outing was useless," they complain quietly, glancing around to see who has so far returned.
The quaggoths on guard there make it difficult to search for anything useful, but you do manage to gather some information about the basket delivery system. It is raised and lowered by a pegged wheel up top, looks like it can carry a fair bit of weight (up to 800lbs) and it is hard to see the floor below so it must take a while to get up and down (4 rounds). Normally someone is down at the bottom to give a signal of some kind to lower the basket. Unfortunately, the quaggoths show no interest in helping you at any point.
(Finn will try one more time to establish some type of aid from the quaggoths: he is assuming that they are intelligent enough to understand)
"You know that I'm a blacksmith and could use some help once I get back to my family's forge", he says as pleasantly as if he was chatting with an old friend. "You all look like strong, hardworking individuals. If I ever get out of here in one piece, id gladly give you food, a comfortable place to sleep, and even some coin for whatever you might like."
Cadeyrn sees Kel and says in a low voice: "Psst Kel I managed to get a hold of a few scraps of food that will hopefully last us a few days if you want any and maybe the others are hungry as well." As he tries to slip him some food without getting caught.
Kel perks up at the talk of food. "You are saving lives," they tell Caderyn gratefully, trying to take the offered food without being caught.
Finn's attempt to befriend the quaggoths is only met with growls and more suspicion. They are intelligent enough to understand, but these are loyal to the drow. On the way back to the cell though, Eldeth comments, "I want us all to escape, even if that means sacrificing myself. If I can be of help in any way, let me know. Though I do know the way to my home in Guantlgrym from here I think. We may find help there."
Back in the cell, food is passed unnoticed as the rest of the group slowly makes their way back. The warm voice of the myconid fills their minds briefly. "Whatever your plan is, I suggest coming to Netherlight Grove. We would be glad to help you with whatever you need."
Before sennet makes his way to the back of the cell, the others could notice him slightly limping back with the rest of them as his group merges with theirs.
Not long after you all return to the cell, Shoor comes by to bring the paltry mushroom soup. The guards are across the bridge, watching, but after he slips the soup in he deftly leaves the door unlocked. He refuses to make any eye contact with anyone and quickly walks off. If previous encounters are anything to go by, it won't be long before a guard shift happens, less than an hour perhaps.
Shushan slurps his soup down quickly before speaking quietly, "If anyone has a plan, now is the time to act. We may never get another opportunity." Ront huffs but acknowledges the comment, "And we won't make it far if we don't get our things back." Eldeth pips up, "Or a direction to go in."
[As you plan what to do, consider that your fellow inmates are trying to escape as well and could possibly join you if you all make it. Their experience in the Underdark could be valuable...or not...]
Sennet waits a few moments to ensure Shoor is gone and stands up, making his way to the cell door, grabbing onto one of the bars and turns to the others. "We go now to the otherside of the hold, where our weapons are. If we encounter anyone, we overtake them. That's unfortunately the only plan I see."
There's a moment of frowning at the others. As he returns to his cell, as if his shift was a disappointment. Then. He grins. Giving a wink as he pulls out a dagger. Giving it a few shakes at the others as if to say, 'hey, look at what I got.' Followed by a fingergun. Then the half-mast half-drow pauses, Crowfell turning that fingergun to his face so he's staring at it. Like. 'the hell is a fingergun? Why'd I do that?' before lowering the hand. "Let's go... but let's not fight. Let's see if I can avoid fighting the guards and get them to even help us! Of course that doesn't mean walk right up to them."
He blinks at Caderyn. Doing a double take. "What. No. Don't do anything. I can take a look at you and already tell you don't think things through. Just wait until things go pear-shaped, mmkay?"
Sennet, as little luck as he has with women, attempts to woo Asha as he cleans. "You keep this place rather clean, especially for having all these beasts around. I'm impressed." He continues cleaning a little bit before continuing. "A clean place for a gorgeous priestess I might add, definitely the most attractive one in this place." He gives Asha a wink before continuing. "Where I'm from we don't have women who look like you. Where I'm from, we're trained to use our hands, and not such much in a nice way.." He finishes up cleaning, waiting to see if she'll say anything. If not, he'll stop at the entrance to each of the rooms, giving each one a once over, to make sure he didn't miss anything, then will head back.
I don't have a signature.
[roll a persuasion check]
(Something I'm good at yay! Crosses fingers) Persuasion: 4
(Sooooooooooooooooooooooo, come here often?)
I don't have a signature.
[ha ha ha...your partner is also laughing at your attempt...]
"Why you miserable creature! Get out of here and be grateful I don't throw you down to the spiders below!" Asha raged at the pitiful attempt to charm her. The giant spider comes rushing from its hiding spot to protect it's mistress, quickly crossing the small room. It does not try to kill but scare you off.
[Make a Dexterity saving throw.]
Dex Save: 7
I don't have a signature.
In your hurry to vacate the room, the giant spider just manages to clip your leg with its own, dripping a small bit of venom on your leg before you manage to scurry away.
[Take 1 point of poison damage]
Sennet grabs the back of his leg as he get's struck by the spider and begins to limp away, making his way back to the cell, heading to a wall and inspecting his wound.
I don't have a signature.
Kel returns to the cell with little fuss, though the temptation to breathe lightening at a guard is very strong. Nonetheless, they resist the urge, and comply. Upon returning, they will flop unceremoniously back onto the floor with a growling grumble. "Well, my outing was useless," they complain quietly, glancing around to see who has so far returned.
No Longer Active(Finn will try one more time to establish some type of aid from the quaggoths: he is assuming that they are intelligent enough to understand)
"You know that I'm a blacksmith and could use some help once I get back to my family's forge", he says as pleasantly as if he was chatting with an old friend. "You all look like strong, hardworking individuals. If I ever get out of here in one piece, id gladly give you food, a comfortable place to sleep, and even some coin for whatever you might like."
Kel perks up at the talk of food. "You are saving lives," they tell Caderyn gratefully, trying to take the offered food without being caught.
No Longer ActiveFinn's attempt to befriend the quaggoths is only met with growls and more suspicion. They are intelligent enough to understand, but these are loyal to the drow. On the way back to the cell though, Eldeth comments, "I want us all to escape, even if that means sacrificing myself. If I can be of help in any way, let me know. Though I do know the way to my home in Guantlgrym from here I think. We may find help there."
Back in the cell, food is passed unnoticed as the rest of the group slowly makes their way back. The warm voice of the myconid fills their minds briefly. "Whatever your plan is, I suggest coming to Netherlight Grove. We would be glad to help you with whatever you need."
Before sennet makes his way to the back of the cell, the others could notice him slightly limping back with the rest of them as his group merges with theirs.
I don't have a signature.
Not long after you all return to the cell, Shoor comes by to bring the paltry mushroom soup. The guards are across the bridge, watching, but after he slips the soup in he deftly leaves the door unlocked. He refuses to make any eye contact with anyone and quickly walks off. If previous encounters are anything to go by, it won't be long before a guard shift happens, less than an hour perhaps.
Shushan slurps his soup down quickly before speaking quietly, "If anyone has a plan, now is the time to act. We may never get another opportunity." Ront huffs but acknowledges the comment, "And we won't make it far if we don't get our things back." Eldeth pips up, "Or a direction to go in."
[As you plan what to do, consider that your fellow inmates are trying to escape as well and could possibly join you if you all make it. Their experience in the Underdark could be valuable...or not...]
Sennet waits a few moments to ensure Shoor is gone and stands up, making his way to the cell door, grabbing onto one of the bars and turns to the others. "We go now to the otherside of the hold, where our weapons are. If we encounter anyone, we overtake them. That's unfortunately the only plan I see."
I don't have a signature.
There's a moment of frowning at the others. As he returns to his cell, as if his shift was a disappointment. Then. He grins. Giving a wink as he pulls out a dagger. Giving it a few shakes at the others as if to say, 'hey, look at what I got.' Followed by a fingergun. Then the half-mast half-drow pauses, Crowfell turning that fingergun to his face so he's staring at it. Like. 'the hell is a fingergun? Why'd I do that?' before lowering the hand. "Let's go... but let's not fight. Let's see if I can avoid fighting the guards and get them to even help us! Of course that doesn't mean walk right up to them."
He blinks at Caderyn. Doing a double take. "What. No. Don't do anything. I can take a look at you and already tell you don't think things through. Just wait until things go pear-shaped, mmkay?"