Barrel looks towards Bran. "You're a Gnome good sir, Have you ever seen or used the hourglass? I don't want any part of keeping time. I'm afraid I will get us stranded within Gloomwrought if I were the timekeeper."
"Well of course I've seen those. Just about even Gnome house I've been to has one sitting on the common room mantle place. "
Bran notices Hildigrim take the feather. "If I may recommend good sire, perhaps leave that part to someone more practiced in the ways of the arcane arts and invocations...just saying."Bran shrugs.
Barrel looks towards Bran. "You're a Gnome good sir, Have you ever seen or used the hourglass? I don't want any part of keeping time. I'm afraid I will get us stranded within Gloomwrought if I were the timekeeper."
"Well of course I've seen those. Just about even Gnome house I've been to has one sitting on the common room mantle place. "
Deception: 1
Insight: 12
Barrel looks Bran in the eye and smiles. "Of course they do friend Bran. What was I thinking to ask such a silly question."
Hildigrim pauses, then extends the feather toward Bran with a forced smile. "I may not know how to wield the arcane, but I can assure you, good sir, that I have read many a tome on the subject. Regardless, I believe the ignition of enough flame to burn the quill is not out of my wheelhouse. Do you even know what kind of feather this is?"
"Hmm?" Hildigrim asks, Flow's question seeming to awaken him from deep thought. The halfling looks down at the feather and turns it slightly between his fingers. "Oh. It's a tail-feather from a Kenku." Hildigrim steals a furtive glance at Bran before looking at the genasi. "Kenkus are a race of flightless avian humanoids more often found in southern Faerûn," he says, starting to sound more energetic. "I've spotted a few in Waterdeep ... ," he says, winding back down and glancing at Bran again, "... but not many." His head lowered, Hildigrim watches Bran. He looks a bit like a dog who's been caught going through the garbage.
Hildigrim, competely ignoring Flow's very kind gesture, bursts forth: "Bran, I'm sorry! I ... ugh! Fort's always telling me to keep my mouth shut and I ... Hainard's hairy toes! Take the feather! Please!" He stomps one bare foot. "I'm ... sorry. OK? I'm sorry." He extends one arm toward Bran, brandishing the Kenku feather like a sword.
OOC: I'm sure Charlie is like, "Holy cow! How long does it take to jump down a well?!"
Bran's demeanor picks up a bit at the sound of the Kenku. "Well, let's hope this works, as I don't fancy drawing straws for who gets to collect the next feather." He then gives Pax another piece of dried meat at places him back in the sling, "I think it best if you ride in your sling for this next part; could get bumpy."
He looks around to each party member, ending at Hidigrim, who he gives a slight nod. "Ready when you are, friend."
[wrote this ^^ before your last post obv. oh well. Anyways, off to bed; working tomorrow]
OOC: I'm sure Charlie is like, "Holy cow! How long does it take to jump down a well?!"
[DM] No not at all! I love it. PbP is usually slower-paced but I'm totally okay with it because the level of detail is so good. This is all about fleshing out your personalities, relationships, and doing things your way... allowing me to decide the consequences!
Carrow breathes deeply, doing his best to maintain his calm as the halfling and gnome prattle on. He places the potions in his pack (OOC: Assuming these are standard healing potions? 2d4+2?)
"The way lies before us, let us not hesitate further." He nods to Bran to begin the ritual.
Carrow breathes deeply, doing his best to maintain his calm as the halfling and gnome prattle on. He places the potions in his pack (OOC: Assuming these are standard healing potions? 2d4+2?)
"The way lies before us, let us not hesitate further." He nods to Bran to begin the ritual.
Bran notices Hildigrim take the feather. "If I may recommend good sire, perhaps leave that part to someone more practiced in the ways of the arcane arts and invocations...just saying." Bran shrugs.
DM Tomb of Annihilation X2
DM Curse of Strahd
Redleaf Moutain Dwarf Circle of land(Moutain) Druid
Flow frowns upon hearing their exchange, but says nothing.
He carefully pockets the hourglass after accepting it from Hildigrim.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Hildigrim pauses, then extends the feather toward Bran with a forced smile. "I may not know how to wield the arcane, but I can assure you, good sir, that I have read many a tome on the subject. Regardless, I believe the ignition of enough flame to burn the quill is not out of my wheelhouse. Do you even know what kind of feather this is?"
"It's about to become a singed one, I know that much" With that, Bran walks past Hildigrim, not taking the feather, and stands by the well.
Hildigrim watches Bran pass. His smile drops, as does the hand holding the feather. He looks at the floor quietly, not moving.
Flow's frown deepens.
This group is already falling apart, he thinks.
"What kind of feather is it, though, sir Hildigrim?" Flow asks with an attempt at a smile, partly to lighten the mood, partly out of real curiosity.
Deception: 20
However, the fact that he is trying to draw attention away from the tension between Hildigram and Bran is obvious.
And that's all I have to say about that.
"Hmm?" Hildigrim asks, Flow's question seeming to awaken him from deep thought. The halfling looks down at the feather and turns it slightly between his fingers. "Oh. It's a tail-feather from a Kenku." Hildigrim steals a furtive glance at Bran before looking at the genasi. "Kenkus are a race of flightless avian humanoids more often found in southern Faerûn," he says, starting to sound more energetic. "I've spotted a few in Waterdeep ... ," he says, winding back down and glancing at Bran again, "... but not many." His head lowered, Hildigrim watches Bran. He looks a bit like a dog who's been caught going through the garbage.
Flow smiles.
"You know your stuff. I don't think I've ever met a 'kenku' before."
And that's all I have to say about that.
Hildigrim, competely ignoring Flow's very kind gesture, bursts forth: "Bran, I'm sorry! I ... ugh! Fort's always telling me to keep my mouth shut and I ... Hainard's hairy toes! Take the feather! Please!" He stomps one bare foot. "I'm ... sorry. OK? I'm sorry." He extends one arm toward Bran, brandishing the Kenku feather like a sword.
OOC: I'm sure Charlie is like, "Holy cow! How long does it take to jump down a well?!"
Bran's demeanor picks up a bit at the sound of the Kenku. "Well, let's hope this works, as I don't fancy drawing straws for who gets to collect the next feather." He then gives Pax another piece of dried meat at places him back in the sling, "I think it best if you ride in your sling for this next part; could get bumpy."
He looks around to each party member, ending at Hidigrim, who he gives a slight nod. "Ready when you are, friend."
[wrote this ^^ before your last post obv. oh well. Anyways, off to bed; working tomorrow]
Hildigrim smiles a relieved smile and walks over to stand beside the Gnome.
OOC: For the theater of my mind, how tall is everyone? Hildi is just under three feet tall.
[DM] No not at all! I love it. PbP is usually slower-paced but I'm totally okay with it because the level of detail is so good. This is all about fleshing out your personalities, relationships, and doing things your way... allowing me to decide the consequences!
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OOC: Flow is 6 feet tall, but his black hair (flows) upwards a little, giving him an extra inch or so.
IC: Flow shakes his head. That halfling is something, alright, he thinks.
He walks over to the well and peers down, then steps back and waits for whoever is going to drop the feather.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Carrow breathes deeply, doing his best to maintain his calm as the halfling and gnome prattle on. He places the potions in his pack (OOC: Assuming these are standard healing potions? 2d4+2?)
"The way lies before us, let us not hesitate further." He nods to Bran to begin the ritual.
OOC: Carrow is a shade under 6 feet
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OOC: Barrel is 4'8" and a sturdy 165lbs.
IC: Barrel walks over to the well and peers down it. "I'm ready when you are friends."
DM Tomb of Annihilation X2
DM Curse of Strahd
Redleaf Moutain Dwarf Circle of land(Moutain) Druid
Dungeon Master - Princes of the Apocalypse PbP
Dungeon Master - Chopshop PbP - ToA
Dungeon Master - Dungeon Squad Live (HotDQ Live Stream)
Magnus Munch - Level 4 Gnome Necromancer - Shadowguard D&D Stream
Hildigrim looks around the group expectantly. He places the feather on the edge of the well in front of himself and Bran.
[ooc] at a training seminar for most day. Using phone for this
”Anyone have a light? I’m afraid I might burn more then just a feather if I use a spell”