As the night sets in Draanel's voice pierces the ambient noise of a camp settling down to rest, "I'll take the dawn watch, never been a late sleeper anyway." Turning to her fellow ranger, "Kier, you wanna take the watch before an wake me if I'm not up?" She wait's for the response before opening the question out to the rest of the group, snorting as she sees Rakim already turning down his bedroll. "Any others gonna start earning their way tonight?"
"I'll take first watch." Robin says with a shrug. She calls her owl forth, having it sit in a branch nearby, or simply atop the wagon they rode here in. "I like to have some extra time to read over my spells before sleep anyway."
"Reading is certainly a good way to send yourself to sleep... just try not to drop off before you wake your relief." Barring any further conversation, Draanel gathers her things around her before unstringing her bow, adjusting the daggers at her waist, and hunkers down, curling herself into a ball. The dagger given to the party by Lork is held in one hand as she drifts off and starts snoring.
"I'll take first watch." Robin says with a shrug. She calls her owl forth, having it sit in a branch nearby, or simply atop the wagon they rode here in. "I like to have some extra time to read over my spells before sleep anyway."
Robin perception (owl giving the help action.): 25
Your companion stares off at a nearby bundle of trees. You follow the line of sight and see a similar sparkle hovering over the trees that was present on Sir Vadamal's wall.
Robin frowns, narrowing her eyes at the sparkles. She sighs and gets to her feet. Stepping towards the sparkles she keeps her hands at her side and moves slowly. "Who are you and why do you keep watching us?" She asks directly to the sparkling area.
Robin frowns, narrowing her eyes at the sparkles. She sighs and gets to her feet. Stepping towards the sparkles she keeps her hands at her side and moves slowly. "Who are you and why do you keep watching us?" She asks directly to the sparkling area.
A gauntleted hand rips through the veil of shimmers, a greatsword stained in black in it's grip. You're able to dodge just in time. An armored foot steps through the veil, crushing a shrub. Another foot passes, and another. A face pokes through; a decaying corpse, eyes milky white. Chunks of bone poke through the rotting flesh. Another face appears, and another. A force of undead warriors marches through the veil.
(OoC - as she was going to be on watch, and she hasn't travelled with most of these people, Draanel would definitely have put up with sleeping in her armor.)
Rakim will just sleep. Unless someone asks him specifically to take a watch, he is more than happy to leave that load on others.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
As the night sets in Draanel's voice pierces the ambient noise of a camp settling down to rest, "I'll take the dawn watch, never been a late sleeper anyway." Turning to her fellow ranger, "Kier, you wanna take the watch before an wake me if I'm not up?" She wait's for the response before opening the question out to the rest of the group, snorting as she sees Rakim already turning down his bedroll. "Any others gonna start earning their way tonight?"
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
"I'll take first watch." Robin says with a shrug. She calls her owl forth, having it sit in a branch nearby, or simply atop the wagon they rode here in. "I like to have some extra time to read over my spells before sleep anyway."
"Reading is certainly a good way to send yourself to sleep... just try not to drop off before you wake your relief." Barring any further conversation, Draanel gathers her things around her before unstringing her bow, adjusting the daggers at her waist, and hunkers down, curling herself into a ball. The dagger given to the party by Lork is held in one hand as she drifts off and starts snoring.
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
OOC
(Sorry for the absence on my part. Was traveling and didn't have access to internet past few days. I'll be back on track tomorrow.)
(OOC: sounds good!)
Roll a Perception check.
Robin perception (owl giving the help action.): 25
Your companion stares off at a nearby bundle of trees. You follow the line of sight and see a similar sparkle hovering over the trees that was present on Sir Vadamal's wall.
Robin frowns, narrowing her eyes at the sparkles. She sighs and gets to her feet. Stepping towards the sparkles she keeps her hands at her side and moves slowly. "Who are you and why do you keep watching us?" She asks directly to the sparkling area.
Robin, make a Dexterity Saving Throw.
Robin dex save: 13
A gauntleted hand rips through the veil of shimmers, a greatsword stained in black in it's grip. You're able to dodge just in time.
An armored foot steps through the veil, crushing a shrub. Another foot passes, and another. A face pokes through; a decaying corpse, eyes milky white. Chunks of bone poke through the rotting flesh. Another face appears, and another. A force of undead warriors marches through the veil.
(OOC: Do the rest of us hear anything?)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
(ooc: are the ones waking up, sooner or later, to be considered in pijama or armored?)
Not at the moment, I'd say.
I'll say anyone who wishes to stay in their armor can without any drawbacks.
(OoC - as she was going to be on watch, and she hasn't travelled with most of these people, Draanel would definitely have put up with sleeping in her armor.)
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Albert wears no armor, but he drove the cart so he fell asleep pretty soon
OoC:
Are we just waiting for Robin's action after seeing what is coming out of the rift now?
@DM, please let me know when the Dagger of Warning wakes Draanel and anyone nearby her up
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