You all hear the voice in your head "it is honorable that you help / but i must warn you / get in and out / perform the task and get out / do not try on socialize with it or do more than you are there for / good luck to you"
“I’m truly beginning to question if that thing has our best interests in mind.”
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Sura of the Shaltari - Level 2 Human Barbarian - Lost Mine of Phandelver Tarhun Delmirev - Level 1 Dragonborn Paladin - Out of the Abyss Gymgier Morigak - Level 2 Dwarf Cleric - The Guild DM - Storm King's Thunder
The forest grows dark and still as the trail winds deeper into the trees. Heavy vines and thick layers of moss drape the branches, and the air is noticeably colder than it was in the ruined village. Rounding a bend in the trail, you see a screen made from the warped branches of trees standing close together, woven into a domelike shelter in the shadows. A low doorway leads inside.
A home of sorts is sheltered within the dome of woven branches. It is sparsely furnished with chests, shelves, a table, and a reclined couch, all of it old and of elven craft.
The air grows cold, and a powerful feeling of dread grips you. A cold, pale light flickers in the air, rapidly taking on the form of a female elf, her hair and robes waving in a spectral wind. She might have been beautiful once, but a hateful expression twists her features now. “Foolish mortals,” she snarls. “What do you want here? Do you not know it is death to seek me out?”
Sura isn't much for talking herself, and pushes whomever is holding the comb towards the new formed elf.
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Sura of the Shaltari - Level 2 Human Barbarian - Lost Mine of Phandelver Tarhun Delmirev - Level 1 Dragonborn Paladin - Out of the Abyss Gymgier Morigak - Level 2 Dwarf Cleric - The Guild DM - Storm King's Thunder
"Well ... I hope she doesn't want specifics". Lewsie looks back to Agatha "we seek information about this spellbook". (Assuming we would've been given it)
The ghostly figure smiles with cold amusement. “Very well,” she says. “I know that you seek many things. Ask me one question, and I will give you an answer.”
as you offer the silver comb out in your hand / it starts to float slowly toward her
you ask you Question! about Bowgentle’s spellbook
Agatha tells them that she traded the book to a necromancer named Tsernoth from the city of Iriaebor more than a hundred years ago. She does not know what became of the book afterward. Her answer is truthful, and it is all the information Sister Garaele needs
"NOW LISTEN WELL" in a loud ear piercing voice
"TELL THE SISTER NOT TO FOLLOW ANYMORE, AND YOU LEAVE NOW"
"FOR IF NOT EITHER OF THESE ARE NOT FOLLOWED I WILL SIMPLE KILL YOU, WITH A PAINFUL FOREVER DEATH"
as she vanishes the door way open back up and the room starts to disappear
"We should probably go." Sura waves her arm to usher her companions out as the room starts to disappear.
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You set off to the lair
You all hear the voice in your head "it is honorable that you help / but i must warn you / get in and out / perform the task and get out / do not try on socialize with it or do more than you are there for / good luck to you"
light laughter as the voice disappeaers
"Our little pixie friend again hope she really means well"
I sure hope so or we could be losing quite the opportunity by listening to it
“I’m truly beginning to question if that thing has our best interests in mind.”
Sura of the Shaltari - Level 2 Human Barbarian - Lost Mine of Phandelver
Tarhun Delmirev - Level 1 Dragonborn Paladin - Out of the Abyss
Gymgier Morigak - Level 2 Dwarf Cleric - The Guild
DM - Storm King's Thunder
"How could she not? She's warning us not to dally with a banshee! I trust this new friend."
The forest grows dark and still as the trail winds deeper into the trees. Heavy vines and thick layers of moss drape the branches, and the air is noticeably colder than it was in the ruined village. Rounding a bend in the trail, you see a screen made from the warped branches of trees standing close together, woven into a domelike shelter in the shadows. A low doorway leads inside.
A home of sorts is sheltered within the dome of woven branches. It is sparsely furnished with chests, shelves, a table, and a reclined couch, all of it old and of elven craft.
Nyla wants to see if the cold air is magical in nature, but Im noy sure what to roll to figure that out...
Arcana: 20
The air grows cold, and a powerful feeling of dread grips you. A cold, pale light flickers in the air, rapidly taking on the form of a female elf, her hair and robes waving in a spectral wind. She might have been beautiful once, but a hateful expression twists her features now. “Foolish mortals,” she snarls. “What do you want here? Do you not know it is death to seek me out?”
Sura isn't much for talking herself, and pushes whomever is holding the comb towards the new formed elf.
Sura of the Shaltari - Level 2 Human Barbarian - Lost Mine of Phandelver
Tarhun Delmirev - Level 1 Dragonborn Paladin - Out of the Abyss
Gymgier Morigak - Level 2 Dwarf Cleric - The Guild
DM - Storm King's Thunder
A-agatha? We come baring this beautiful artifact. In exchange for a small bit of information
"Yes Ahatha we beseech ye and we mean ye no harm"
Ahatha"so what is it you wish to ask of me"
"only one of you shall ask me one thing"
Lewsie looks around at the party. Says to them "Umm did anyone think to ask about the spell book its self before we left?"
Nayla shakes her head at Lewsie, adding a shrug.
(Thats...all i got...)
"Well ... I hope she doesn't want specifics". Lewsie looks back to Agatha "we seek information about this spellbook". (Assuming we would've been given it)
The ghostly figure smiles with cold amusement. “Very well,” she says. “I know that you seek many things. Ask me one question, and I will give you an answer.”
as you offer the silver comb out in your hand / it starts to float slowly toward her
you ask you Question! about Bowgentle’s spellbook
Agatha tells them that she traded the book to a necromancer named Tsernoth from the city of Iriaebor more than a hundred years ago. She does not know what became of the book afterward. Her answer is truthful, and it is all the information Sister Garaele needs
"NOW LISTEN WELL" in a loud ear piercing voice
"TELL THE SISTER NOT TO FOLLOW ANYMORE, AND YOU LEAVE NOW"
"FOR IF NOT EITHER OF THESE ARE NOT FOLLOWED I WILL SIMPLE KILL YOU, WITH A PAINFUL FOREVER DEATH"
as she vanishes the door way open back up and the room starts to disappear
"We should probably go." Sura waves her arm to usher her companions out as the room starts to disappear.
Sura of the Shaltari - Level 2 Human Barbarian - Lost Mine of Phandelver
Tarhun Delmirev - Level 1 Dragonborn Paladin - Out of the Abyss
Gymgier Morigak - Level 2 Dwarf Cleric - The Guild
DM - Storm King's Thunder