"I...guess I could take some time to get in the right state of mind..." Nara gets up and pays for her drinks "Still pretty tense after the last fight, so I'll be down by the arena prepping. Catch ya later Morthos."
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
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With an abundance of energy gained through combat. Parabolus wanders into the woods to prepare an eldritch ritual. He does his best to not draw any attention as he enters the forest (Stealth: 22). Drawing a fibonacci spiral on the ground aligned with strange symbols, he mutters incantations in the language of the primordials and the spiral begins to glow a neon violet.
Oh dark and powerful Hadar, I ride the spirual upward as you channel your power down to me! Great Devourer, grant me the strength to vanquish my foes so I may satiate your hunger!
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The group comes upon Parabolus bathed in a strange light, his feet floating a few inches above the ground. As Wilhelm approches the sound of his books and papers causes Parabo to jerk around and his concentration falters. He falls to the ground and accidentally opens up a rift to the stars as he casts Hunger of Hadar with the new power bestowed onto him. The glowing spiral burts as an otherwordly darkness fills a 20ft radius from it and some may notice a star in the sky glowing red. Parabo scrambles away and stares in amazement at the entity in the abyssal blackness.
(A creature starting its turn in the void takes 3 cold damage)
I... I can feel your hunger. It burns in my very soul!
Harmond takes the gold and says, "To serve that much ale... It will take some time. Wait here." He gets to work. While working he says, "Any reason you want to pass out at the door? It's still day time (I think. I don't know what time this is)"
"Okay. I like drinking too but over 84 Mugs of ale is a F*** ton of ale for one person. People don't usually drink that much unless they have something they want to forget. Like having your beloved knight in shining armor coming to rescue you from a dragon, only to fall in love with and marry said dragon. Or when you boost the party morale with your inspiring bardic speech only for them to forget you gave a speech five minutes later. Or when you fight a pit fiend because your a****le commander told you to and you have to run away to not get killed while your friends all die and then the commander who also ran blames the whole thing on you."
"Im also paying for previous drinks and food so like ill forget, but not my life just the recent hours ya know so like were looking at 20 mugs or what not. Also because i get rowdy when i get too gluggy, theres a bit more in there as insurance."
"I...guess I could take some time to get in the right state of mind..." Nara gets up and pays for her drinks "Still pretty tense after the last fight, so I'll be down by the arena prepping. Catch ya later Morthos."
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
With an abundance of energy gained through combat. Parabolus wanders into the woods to prepare an eldritch ritual. He does his best to not draw any attention as he enters the forest (Stealth: 22). Drawing a fibonacci spiral on the ground aligned with strange symbols, he mutters incantations in the language of the primordials and the spiral begins to glow a neon violet.
Oh dark and powerful Hadar, I ride the spirual upward as you channel your power down to me! Great Devourer, grant me the strength to vanquish my foes so I may satiate your hunger!
Parabolus, The Cosmic Horror: Hexblade Warlock
Coliseum stats: 8W-2L
Crow sees bright lights coming from the woods and moves to check it out, he sees parabolus speaking to... the sky?
As Wilhelm walks around town, he sees the.. samurai (i think?) .. walking into a forest and decides to follow.. stealth 7
He ends up tripping over his coattails and dropping a stack of papers
Wilhelm the Chronicler - Striving to write the most enthralling books known worldwide
"He's a bit odd." Dyoken says as he follows Crow. "Maybe more so than my last companion in battle even."
(His last companion in battle also happened to be an elfish Hexblade Warlock.)
(I wonder if Keygella is with us?)
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Morthos goes quiet for a second.
"Oh Nara!"
"Don't, don't die."
As Nara leaves, Morthos waves signalling for a bartender.
The group comes upon Parabolus bathed in a strange light, his feet floating a few inches above the ground. As Wilhelm approches the sound of his books and papers causes Parabo to jerk around and his concentration falters. He falls to the ground and accidentally opens up a rift to the stars as he casts Hunger of Hadar with the new power bestowed onto him. The glowing spiral burts as an otherwordly darkness fills a 20ft radius from it and some may notice a star in the sky glowing red. Parabo scrambles away and stares in amazement at the entity in the abyssal blackness.
(A creature starting its turn in the void takes 3 cold damage)
I... I can feel your hunger. It burns in my very soul!
Parabolus, The Cosmic Horror: Hexblade Warlock
Coliseum stats: 8W-2L
“Heh, I won’t.” She replies over her shoulder
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Morthos signal's, waving for a? Bartender in the glory.
Harmond answers.
"Hello good sir?"
Morthos pulls out and puts 43 Gold pieces on yhe table.
"I need you to give me all the Ale you have."
Harmond looks at the gold and then back at Marthos.
"May I ask, what the F*** you plan to do with that much ale?"
"Drink. And most likely pass out, out there."
Pointing at the door.
Harmond takes the gold and says, "To serve that much ale... It will take some time. Wait here." He gets to work. While working he says, "Any reason you want to pass out at the door? It's still day time (I think. I don't know what time this is)"
"id rather drink on my own. Also food. Bring food too, like um... Meat and ale."
Morthos looks straight at Harmond acting as if these requests are normal.
"Okay. I like drinking too but over 84 Mugs of ale is a F*** ton of ale for one person. People don't usually drink that much unless they have something they want to forget. Like having your beloved knight in shining armor coming to rescue you from a dragon, only to fall in love with and marry said dragon. Or when you boost the party morale with your inspiring bardic speech only for them to forget you gave a speech five minutes later. Or when you fight a pit fiend because your a****le commander told you to and you have to run away to not get killed while your friends all die and then the commander who also ran blames the whole thing on you."
Morthos stares at Harmond.. a little stunned.
"Im also paying for previous drinks and food so like ill forget, but not my life just the recent hours ya know so like were looking at 20 mugs or what not. Also because i get rowdy when i get too gluggy, theres a bit more in there as insurance."
"Umm, Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm good. Just curious. Not every day people order that much ale. "
Harmond hands him a steak and gives him 30 mugs of Elvish Ale. "The rest of the gold goes to pay your tab."
"And ill inevitably start ruining business so the rest is yours" Morthos smiles.
(BD. Any rolls you want here for a tiefling wanting to get drunk and crazy for a day.)
(Drink and drunk as you like.)
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