Aldith stares at Kenar's proffered coins and stiffens up ever so slightly. Finally, she shakes her head. "No, thank you," she says. To the orc woman, she says, "I will merely watch and provide encouragement for my team."
To herself, she thinks why couldn't you have just taken the coins? It's such a simple thing, but you let your pride get in the way, again. Aldith knows that she should let people help her if she needs it, but she has always prized herself on her independence, her ability to survive even in the darkest reaches of the Shadowshire.
Agathe shrugs. "Suit yourselves, dearies. Here's your pies, sweethearts," she says, presenting two hand pies to Mornin and Shayone. Should they eat them, they find that they are quite delicious. The meat is seasoned very well, and the crust is light and fluffy.
The young man lets out a chuckle at Nexus' reply. "I'll do my best!"
"Alright, ladies, gentlemen, good people of Jigow, the pie eating contest is about to begin! The rules are simple: just keep eating 'til you can't anymore! On your marks... get set... GO!"
RULES FOR THE CHALLENGE: All contestants can easily eat their first pie, requiring no check. Eating a second pie requires a successful DC 8 Constitution check. For every pie after the second, the DC increases by 2. The person who eats the most pies before failing a check is the winner (ties are possible). A contestant whose check fails is too full to continue eating and must make a DC 15 Constitution saving throw. On a failed save, the contestant becomes poisoned for 1 hour and feels queasy.
2nd pie DC: 8 3rd pie DC: 10 4th pie DC: 12 5th pie DC: 14 (and so on and so forth)
So just keep making Constitution checks until you fail, keeping in mind the increasing DC! This could get messy if you try and do it in the dice roller post function, so maybe try and roll the con checks on your character sheet here on DDB. That way your results will be saved in the dice log on the campaign page and I can keep track of your rolls! Either way, I'm leaving it up to you contestants to keep track of your rolls and keep going 'till you fail.
Without any further ado, Nexus, Kalhala, and Kenar, roll those checks!
The drow, halfling, and human eat through the first pie with ease. Though he was acting all tough and charismatic prior to the contest, the dark elf man's consumption of the second pie is much slower, and once he finishes it he can't go on. Thankfully for him, he doesn't get sick, or that would be an even further embarrassment on his part, considering his cockiness before the match. The halfling woman fares somewhat better, but after she finishes her third pie and tries to start on her fourth, she covers her mouth and runs to the edge of the platform away from the audience, and sounds of her retching can be heard.
The human fellow does remarkably well, finishing five meat pies before he waves his hand over his throat to Agathe to signal that he's done.
In terms of stomach capacity, Nexus wasn't ever one would view as a competitive eater. And it shows, since she barely gets into the third pie before she finds herself too full to continue. Eating till she swears she could feel it in the base of her throat, at which point she closes her eyes and breaths deeply. Calmly. Focusing on quelling her body till she no longer felt like she was going to uphurl and simply pushed away her food to denote her forfeit.
Kalhala gets up on stage licking his lips getting ready to inhale some pies. As Agatha yells go, he inhales the first pie and reaches for his second. Unfortunately, the second one turned out to be a sweet pie instead of meat and he was NOT ready for that. He made himself finish it, he wasn’t going to be that guy, but that did him in. “Sorry, guys, I’m out.” He has a disgusted look on his face as he pushes his chair back and leaves the stage.
Kenar attacks the first pie with a joy and plows through the second, but the third a hearty meat pie slows his momentum to a crawl and with a low head he drops the pie and charges out to the grasses of the alley way to dispose of the contents. Looking down hearted and still pretty green as he returns to watch the rest of contest and congratulate the winner. “Sorry errgg…..I hate lamb but I tried to muscle through.”
Agathe heads over to the human man, grabs his hand, and raises it in the air. "We've got a winner here!" She crows, nearly yanking the poor guy out of his chair. "Congratulations! Here's your prize!"
She puts a medal that's been shaped into the form of a meat pie around his neck, and the spectators cheer. After you all step off the podium, the young man approaches all of you.
"Hey there! That was a good effort, you three. My name's Irvan. Irvan Wastewalker," He says earnestly, a smile on his scruffy face. He looks to Nexus. "I guess your wish for my good luck came through. I didn't think I could do it! But, anyway, just thought I'd introduce myself. I'm not from around these parts, but this sure is a fun town. Is your friend going to be alright?"
He gestures to Kenar, who is looking a bit under the weather.
Nexus by that point, assuming she had a few more seconds to compose herself, had at least managed to get comfortable again despite how full her stomach felt at the time. Irvan introducing himself earning a faint if somewhat strained smile from Nexus. "Truly, I didn't think you'd be able to fit as much as you did inside---Where do you put it all, hah! And thanks! Jigow is pretty swell this time of year, so it's nice to hear that visitors are enjoying themselves. Even if one of my group seems to be, uh...a little less well than they were a second ago. Congrats on the win, again!"
With a little wave of her hand, she moves to return to her group with a sheepish smile. "Well---suppose my eyes were bigger than my stomach on that one. Did you all at least enjoy the show?" Turning toward Kenar, she lifts the side of her dress she had hiding her leg to reveal what seemed to be a small black book strapped to her outer-thigh, which she places a hand on."Did you get anything on you? I can give you a quick tidying up, if need be."
Prestidigation was such a wonderful spell for keeping one's appearance tidy.
He doesn’t show it, but Mornin marvels that this human managed to out eat everyone else at the table and doesn’t even seem sick.
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Shayone takes her time eating her own pie. The savory filling is delicious, and the meat a welcome change from the more vegetable-heavy cuisine she'd been eating in Rosohna. She doesn't watch the contest itself, though, instead taking the time to scan the crowd, looking for any sign of her friend, or anyone who looked like her -- a possible relative.
Aldith watches with amazement as the nondescript human man manages to stow away five of the pies. If she had any money, she would have bet on Kalhala. He was a giant of a minotaur after all. Kenar wasn't looking very good after consuming his pies so Aldith approaches him and tentatively puts a hand on the pale elf's shoulder.
"Are you all right, Kenar?" she asks. "You did great, by the way. That man, Irvan, must have a stomach made of steel."
“Irvan!! Now that was quite a showing! I bet all your pies were delicious meat pies, lucky man!” He turns to the elf after he uh, is finished and asks if he’s going to be ok. Kalhala then starts looking around, “Alright, what’s next?” his eyes alight with excitement.
Kenar forces a smile through the stomach pains nod every so slightly at the group putting on a brave face as he turns to Nexus saying “I made it to the alley just in time so I’m clean but keep it hand just in case” blushing terribly as she displays her book and looking away quickly. Then to Irvan he places out a hand “Impressive showing you’ve got a talent I envy and it was a lot of fun minus the ending for me at least.” As he smiles brightly. When Aldith approaches he smiles sheepishly “I’ll be alright thanks Aldith. I just really don’t have a taste for lamb. He was amazing though.” A bit unsettle both in stomach and the unaccustomed helping of support for the other around he was really starting to like this group. At Kalhalas exuberance he shrugs “What ever you want as long as it dose not involve any food or shaky ride” chuckling lightly but still uncomfortably.
In response to Kalhala's question, Mornin taps him on the shoulder and point toward where he saw Riddles and Rhymes. "Riddles is the closest. I'm not smart enough for them, but the elf ladies said they wanted to do that."
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Nexus doesn't comment on Kenar's blushing, merely taking his word for what it was and letting her dress fall back into place properly to hide away that spellbook of hers. Seems she kept herself armed and dangerous at all times, even during the relatively peaceful festival evening. "Of course. I'm happy to hear that you managed, then. And good job everyone that participated. Can't say we didn't give it our best shots, right?"
Hearing some of her teammates speak of the riddles being nearby, Nexus crossed her arms over her chest, nodding her head in confirmation. "Yep! And to be frank, it's the one I'm most comfortable with possibly getting correct. Are you all feeling up to moving right now, or need a few minutes to digest?"
Her attention briefly turned back to the scruffy human that won the contest. "Are you planning on taking part in the riddles too, or did something else catch your eye?"
Irvan chuckles at Nexus' comment. "Hollow legs, mum always used to say. I hope you feel better, there, friend and thanks for the kind words, all. I'm actually going to check out the rice fields, see what's going on over there. Here it's a pretty... interesting game? But hey, if you're sticking around till the closing ceremony, maybe I'll see you all there!" The young man says, giving you all a wave as he heads north toward the rice fields.
Shayone, you scan the crowd and don't see anyone at first, but then you hear a voice cry out over the hustle and bustle of Jigow: "I wanna arm wrestle Auntie Maryl! Where is she?!"
It comes from a little orcish boy, who appears to be excitedly chattering with his mother, who smiles at him. "I'm sure Auntie Maryl would love to arm wrestle you, dear-heart, let's go see her! She'll be at Beefslab Butchers near Helter-Skelter."
"Helter-Skelter!!!! That's so fun to say!!!" The child howls as he and his mother move toward the town's center.
“Actually, I’d like to go to the arm-wrestling competition,” Shayone speaks up. “Unless either of you are interested —“ she nods at Nexus and Mornin “— we could split up and then meet up again for one of the team events?”
Mornin steps forward, "I want to try arm wrestling. If we do split up, we could regroup at the tortoises. I'm excited for that game. But only if no one who likes riddles wants to arm wrestle as well."
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"I'm not one for overindulgence," Shayone says to the orc woman. "But I'll buy one," she adds, following Mornin's lead, and handing over 5 copper.
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Aldith stares at Kenar's proffered coins and stiffens up ever so slightly. Finally, she shakes her head. "No, thank you," she says. To the orc woman, she says, "I will merely watch and provide encouragement for my team."
To herself, she thinks why couldn't you have just taken the coins? It's such a simple thing, but you let your pride get in the way, again. Aldith knows that she should let people help her if she needs it, but she has always prized herself on her independence, her ability to survive even in the darkest reaches of the Shadowshire.
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Characters: Bryony Alderleaf (Phandelver and Below) ♦ Vesta Trevelyan (Vecna: Eve of Ruin) ♦ Ada Kendrick (Curse of Strahd) ♦ Gareth Blackwood (Dragon of Icespire Peak) ♦ Karys Velthune (Out of the Abyss) ♦ Surina Xarith (Simple, Heroic Adventure)
DM: Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus
Agathe shrugs. "Suit yourselves, dearies. Here's your pies, sweethearts," she says, presenting two hand pies to Mornin and Shayone. Should they eat them, they find that they are quite delicious. The meat is seasoned very well, and the crust is light and fluffy.
The young man lets out a chuckle at Nexus' reply. "I'll do my best!"
"Alright, ladies, gentlemen, good people of Jigow, the pie eating contest is about to begin! The rules are simple: just keep eating 'til you can't anymore! On your marks... get set... GO!"
RULES FOR THE CHALLENGE: All contestants can easily eat their first pie, requiring no check. Eating a second pie requires a successful DC 8 Constitution check. For every pie after the second, the DC increases by 2. The person who eats the most pies before failing a check is the winner (ties are possible). A contestant whose check fails is too full to continue eating and must make a DC 15 Constitution saving throw. On a failed save, the contestant becomes poisoned for 1 hour and feels queasy.
2nd pie DC: 8
3rd pie DC: 10
4th pie DC: 12
5th pie DC: 14
(and so on and so forth)
So just keep making Constitution checks until you fail, keeping in mind the increasing DC! This could get messy if you try and do it in the dice roller post function, so maybe try and roll the con checks on your character sheet here on DDB. That way your results will be saved in the dice log on the campaign page and I can keep track of your rolls! Either way, I'm leaving it up to you contestants to keep track of your rolls and keep going 'till you fail.
Without any further ado, Nexus, Kalhala, and Kenar, roll those checks!
Okay, yeah, so definitely don't make any of these checks using the in-forum dice function. Rolls get manipulated all over the place. Ugh.
Scout's honor, the scrawny human failed after his fifth pie. He has to make a con save to avoid becoming sick.
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The drow, halfling, and human eat through the first pie with ease. Though he was acting all tough and charismatic prior to the contest, the dark elf man's consumption of the second pie is much slower, and once he finishes it he can't go on. Thankfully for him, he doesn't get sick, or that would be an even further embarrassment on his part, considering his cockiness before the match. The halfling woman fares somewhat better, but after she finishes her third pie and tries to start on her fourth, she covers her mouth and runs to the edge of the platform away from the audience, and sounds of her retching can be heard.
The human fellow does remarkably well, finishing five meat pies before he waves his hand over his throat to Agathe to signal that he's done.
In terms of stomach capacity, Nexus wasn't ever one would view as a competitive eater. And it shows, since she barely gets into the third pie before she finds herself too full to continue. Eating till she swears she could feel it in the base of her throat, at which point she closes her eyes and breaths deeply. Calmly. Focusing on quelling her body till she no longer felt like she was going to uphurl and simply pushed away her food to denote her forfeit.
But, hey! At least she didn't get sick in public.
Kalhala gets up on stage licking his lips getting ready to inhale some pies. As Agatha yells go, he inhales the first pie and reaches for his second. Unfortunately, the second one turned out to be a sweet pie instead of meat and he was NOT ready for that. He made himself finish it, he wasn’t going to be that guy, but that did him in. “Sorry, guys, I’m out.” He has a disgusted look on his face as he pushes his chair back and leaves the stage.
Kenar attacks the first pie with a joy and plows through the second, but the third a hearty meat pie slows his momentum to a crawl and with a low head he drops the pie and charges out to the grasses of the alley way to dispose of the contents. Looking down hearted and still pretty green as he returns to watch the rest of contest and congratulate the winner. “Sorry errgg…..I hate lamb but I tried to muscle through.”
Agathe heads over to the human man, grabs his hand, and raises it in the air. "We've got a winner here!" She crows, nearly yanking the poor guy out of his chair. "Congratulations! Here's your prize!"
She puts a medal that's been shaped into the form of a meat pie around his neck, and the spectators cheer. After you all step off the podium, the young man approaches all of you.
"Hey there! That was a good effort, you three. My name's Irvan. Irvan Wastewalker," He says earnestly, a smile on his scruffy face. He looks to Nexus. "I guess your wish for my good luck came through. I didn't think I could do it! But, anyway, just thought I'd introduce myself. I'm not from around these parts, but this sure is a fun town. Is your friend going to be alright?"
He gestures to Kenar, who is looking a bit under the weather.
Nexus by that point, assuming she had a few more seconds to compose herself, had at least managed to get comfortable again despite how full her stomach felt at the time. Irvan introducing himself earning a faint if somewhat strained smile from Nexus. "Truly, I didn't think you'd be able to fit as much as you did inside---Where do you put it all, hah! And thanks! Jigow is pretty swell this time of year, so it's nice to hear that visitors are enjoying themselves. Even if one of my group seems to be, uh...a little less well than they were a second ago. Congrats on the win, again!"
With a little wave of her hand, she moves to return to her group with a sheepish smile. "Well---suppose my eyes were bigger than my stomach on that one. Did you all at least enjoy the show?" Turning toward Kenar, she lifts the side of her dress she had hiding her leg to reveal what seemed to be a small black book strapped to her outer-thigh, which she places a hand on. "Did you get anything on you? I can give you a quick tidying up, if need be."
Prestidigation was such a wonderful spell for keeping one's appearance tidy.
He doesn’t show it, but Mornin marvels that this human managed to out eat everyone else at the table and doesn’t even seem sick.
You can't drown someone with Create Water. If your lungs are containers than your bones are objects. Any Siege monster that attacks you deals double damage because it’s attacking your bones.
Shayone takes her time eating her own pie. The savory filling is delicious, and the meat a welcome change from the more vegetable-heavy cuisine she'd been eating in Rosohna. She doesn't watch the contest itself, though, instead taking the time to scan the crowd, looking for any sign of her friend, or anyone who looked like her -- a possible relative.
Perception: 0
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Aldith watches with amazement as the nondescript human man manages to stow away five of the pies. If she had any money, she would have bet on Kalhala. He was a giant of a minotaur after all. Kenar wasn't looking very good after consuming his pies so Aldith approaches him and tentatively puts a hand on the pale elf's shoulder.
"Are you all right, Kenar?" she asks. "You did great, by the way. That man, Irvan, must have a stomach made of steel."
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“Irvan!! Now that was quite a showing! I bet all your pies were delicious meat pies, lucky man!” He turns to the elf after he uh, is finished and asks if he’s going to be ok. Kalhala then starts looking around, “Alright, what’s next?” his eyes alight with excitement.
Kenar forces a smile through the stomach pains nod every so slightly at the group putting on a brave face as he turns to Nexus saying “I made it to the alley just in time so I’m clean but keep it hand just in case” blushing terribly as she displays her book and looking away quickly. Then to Irvan he places out a hand “Impressive showing you’ve got a talent I envy and it was a lot of fun minus the ending for me at least.” As he smiles brightly. When Aldith approaches he smiles sheepishly “I’ll be alright thanks Aldith. I just really don’t have a taste for lamb. He was amazing though.” A bit unsettle both in stomach and the unaccustomed helping of support for the other around he was really starting to like this group. At Kalhalas exuberance he shrugs “What ever you want as long as it dose not involve any food or shaky ride” chuckling lightly but still uncomfortably.
In response to Kalhala's question, Mornin taps him on the shoulder and point toward where he saw Riddles and Rhymes. "Riddles is the closest. I'm not smart enough for them, but the elf ladies said they wanted to do that."
You can't drown someone with Create Water. If your lungs are containers than your bones are objects. Any Siege monster that attacks you deals double damage because it’s attacking your bones.
Nexus doesn't comment on Kenar's blushing, merely taking his word for what it was and letting her dress fall back into place properly to hide away that spellbook of hers. Seems she kept herself armed and dangerous at all times, even during the relatively peaceful festival evening. "Of course. I'm happy to hear that you managed, then. And good job everyone that participated. Can't say we didn't give it our best shots, right?"
Hearing some of her teammates speak of the riddles being nearby, Nexus crossed her arms over her chest, nodding her head in confirmation. "Yep! And to be frank, it's the one I'm most comfortable with possibly getting correct. Are you all feeling up to moving right now, or need a few minutes to digest?"
Her attention briefly turned back to the scruffy human that won the contest. "Are you planning on taking part in the riddles too, or did something else catch your eye?"
Irvan chuckles at Nexus' comment. "Hollow legs, mum always used to say. I hope you feel better, there, friend and thanks for the kind words, all. I'm actually going to check out the rice fields, see what's going on over there. Here it's a pretty... interesting game? But hey, if you're sticking around till the closing ceremony, maybe I'll see you all there!" The young man says, giving you all a wave as he heads north toward the rice fields.
Shayone, you scan the crowd and don't see anyone at first, but then you hear a voice cry out over the hustle and bustle of Jigow: "I wanna arm wrestle Auntie Maryl! Where is she?!"
It comes from a little orcish boy, who appears to be excitedly chattering with his mother, who smiles at him. "I'm sure Auntie Maryl would love to arm wrestle you, dear-heart, let's go see her! She'll be at Beefslab Butchers near Helter-Skelter."
"Helter-Skelter!!!! That's so fun to say!!!" The child howls as he and his mother move toward the town's center.
“Actually, I’d like to go to the arm-wrestling competition,” Shayone speaks up. “Unless either of you are interested —“ she nods at Nexus and Mornin “— we could split up and then meet up again for one of the team events?”
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Shayone | Hobgoblin | Sorcerer | Netherdeep
Mornin steps forward, "I want to try arm wrestling. If we do split up, we could regroup at the tortoises. I'm excited for that game. But only if no one who likes riddles wants to arm wrestle as well."
You can't drown someone with Create Water. If your lungs are containers than your bones are objects. Any Siege monster that attacks you deals double damage because it’s attacking your bones.