Xullraema, "You know, we're not getting out of here. I've lived here long enough to know that if we do find a way out, our captors will have put it there."
Phineas just smiles at Xullraema, "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Then shrugs agreeing, "yeah its probably a trick, a sucker's bet but I am if anything a born sucker... crazy enough to take the bait! So unless something better comes along, I am hitching my wagon to the guard, not like I got anything to lose."
Tarhun, "Now now, my friend, that is no way to look at the situation! One must have hope!"
The Jester looks up at the Dragonborn, "oh... you looking for another sweet embrace, its like I told the guard's first one is free, after that, it will cost ya," and giggles, patting the floor beside her for mister scaly to have a seat and join them.
Xullraema, "Besides, I'm sure you lot have all committed horrible crimes. It would be a terrible day if so many brigands and murderers were released once again upon the world."
Phineas giggles, "oh my, you wound me with your words, I'm a Jester, my only crimes are bad jokes and puns... but there was this one time when I went into a tavern with a pine comb... but that is a tale for another day."
The Jester looks up at the Dragonborn, "oh... you looking for another sweet embrace, its like I told the guard's first one is free, after that, it will cost ya," and giggles, patting the floor beside her for mister scaly to have a seat and join them.
"And what's the price? An arm, a leg, a life?" Xullraema laughs, a bitter harsh noise.
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Phineas turns to Xullraema, "price... usually just saying there is a price scares em off right quick so never got around to actually setting a price, I have always imagined it would depend on the person and the given situation so you are not far off... but for you my dear Xullraema, never a price, I would have to be completely insane then wouldn't I?"
"Yes of course you would. Harming a drow in a drow prison... I wonder how that would work out for you. Of course, it seems that your sanity is not completely intact, so perhaps I should keep an eye open at night, lest I be attacked by the Hugging Horror."
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With a potential plan in place, Treston started feeling nervous about putting their trust in someone else attempts to see if he can wiggle his way out of his shackles. OOC rolling Dex to see if he can get out. 15
Uradurk is intrigued by the drow guard’s words, but still does not trust them. However, he starts to believe that some of these fellow prisoners are innocents like him, and is interested in offering his skills to the cause. He is not much for conversation, but his intentions are pure.
He lumbers his large half-orc frame over to the group and softly says to those planning an escape, “I hear you guys talking about escape. I’m big. I can shield the little ones.”
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Mundis looks around and gets up switching her spots every other minute so the guards wouldn't find her. But one thing she new she had to do was find a way to get the other prisoners out...but how? she thought. Suddenly an Idea popped into her head, she would find her way back to the cells and see out her plan from there, her problem now was getting past the guards without passing out. Mundis stood up again and moved to another spot hoping no one would see her. Stealth 14
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With a potential plan in place, Treston started feeling nervous about putting their trust in someone else attempts to see if he can wiggle his way out of his shackles. OOC rolling Dex to see if he can get out. 15
To escape the chains that would be a perfect d20 and every time you fail it 1 hp lost
Mundis looks around and gets up switching her spots every other minute so the guards wouldn't find her. But one thing she new she had to do was find a way to get the other prisoners out...but how? she thought. Suddenly an Idea popped into her head, she would find her way back to the cells and see out her plan from there, her problem now was getting past the guards without passing out. Mundis stood up again and moved to another spot hoping no one would see her. Stealth 1
(Ouch a natural 1) you move spots just as a guard is passing, you run right into him making him and his partner fall over, other guards hear this and start running your direction. You all fall and tripp hitting your head loosing 2 hp (you didn’t pass out). You have two fallen guards in front of you and about ten behind you running towards you.
Grailkic waited quietly after he had finished speaking, going silent as he tried to come up with a plan to make it out of the slave pens alive. He had no doubt that if he got free the drow would either kill him or worse torture him slowly until he either his will broke or he died from the pain. He closed his eyes and waited, deciding to see if the strange drow from earlier was telling the truth.
Having thought about their plan for escape Treston approaches the Myconud and ask how many can be connected with telekinesis and if we all could + our elf colleague who was taken away.
Xullraema yells to one of the guards. "Hey you there, why are you hiding behind bars? You think you can chain me up? Perhaps you believe Ilvara will protect you from my wrath?"
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Grailkic waited quietly after he had finished speaking, going silent as he tried to come up with a plan to make it out of the slave pens alive. He had no doubt that if he got free the drow would either kill him or worse torture him slowly until he either his will broke or he died from the pain. He closed his eyes and waited, deciding to see if the strange drow from earlier was telling the truth.
You show them your spider, when you open you hands they both slightly gasp, the twins speak together “put that away, you can’t let other people know about this” Jimjar nods his head agreeing “I think this all just a waiting game, it’s only a matter of time”
Having thought about their plan for escape Treston approaches the Myconud and ask how many can be connected with telekinesis and if we all could + our elf colleague who was taken away.
The myconid turns around trembling then backs up slowly not speaking to you at all
Xullraema yells to one of the guards. "Hey you there, why are you hiding behind bars? You think you can chain me up? Perhaps you believe Ilvara will protect you from my wrath?"
As you yell at one of the guards you hear them unlocking the door and 4 walk in crossbows drawn “what’d ya saw punk? Huh you want to go see her your self” the other join in laughing at the drows comment
Grailkic put the spider back in between his crossed legs and kept a hand over it to keep it from escaping. Like Jimjar had said it was a waiting game so for the time being he would just wait for a chance. He scooted away when the drow rushed in with drawn crossbows. He looked down and did his best to seem cowed by the sight.
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Xullraema, "You know, we're not getting out of here. I've lived here long enough to know that if we do find a way out, our captors will have put it there."
Phineas just smiles at Xullraema, "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Then shrugs agreeing, "yeah its probably a trick, a sucker's bet but I am if anything a born sucker... crazy enough to take the bait! So unless something better comes along, I am hitching my wagon to the guard, not like I got anything to lose."
Tarhun, "Now now, my friend, that is no way to look at the situation! One must have hope!"
The Jester looks up at the Dragonborn, "oh... you looking for another sweet embrace, its like I told the guard's first one is free, after that, it will cost ya," and giggles, patting the floor beside her for mister scaly to have a seat and join them.
Xullraema, "Besides, I'm sure you lot have all committed horrible crimes. It would be a terrible day if so many brigands and murderers were released once again upon the world."
Phineas giggles, "oh my, you wound me with your words, I'm a Jester, my only crimes are bad jokes and puns... but there was this one time when I went into a tavern with a pine comb... but that is a tale for another day."
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Phineas turns to Xullraema, "price... usually just saying there is a price scares em off right quick so never got around to actually setting a price, I have always imagined it would depend on the person and the given situation so you are not far off... but for you my dear Xullraema, never a price, I would have to be completely insane then wouldn't I?"
"Yes of course you would. Harming a drow in a drow prison... I wonder how that would work out for you. Of course, it seems that your sanity is not completely intact, so perhaps I should keep an eye open at night, lest I be attacked by the Hugging Horror."
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
With a potential plan in place, Treston started feeling nervous about putting their trust in someone else attempts to see if he can wiggle his way out of his shackles. OOC rolling Dex to see if he can get out. 15
Uradurk is intrigued by the drow guard’s words, but still does not trust them. However, he starts to believe that some of these fellow prisoners are innocents like him, and is interested in offering his skills to the cause. He is not much for conversation, but his intentions are pure.
He lumbers his large half-orc frame over to the group and softly says to those planning an escape, “I hear you guys talking about escape. I’m big. I can shield the little ones.”
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Mundis looks around and gets up switching her spots every other minute so the guards wouldn't find her. But one thing she new she had to do was find a way to get the other prisoners out...but how? she thought. Suddenly an Idea popped into her head, she would find her way back to the cells and see out her plan from there, her problem now was getting past the guards without passing out. Mundis stood up again and moved to another spot hoping no one would see her. Stealth 14
OOC: I think they saw her.
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Grailkic waited quietly after he had finished speaking, going silent as he tried to come up with a plan to make it out of the slave pens alive. He had no doubt that if he got free the drow would either kill him or worse torture him slowly until he either his will broke or he died from the pain. He closed his eyes and waited, deciding to see if the strange drow from earlier was telling the truth.
Having thought about their plan for escape Treston approaches the Myconud and ask how many can be connected with telekinesis and if we all could + our elf colleague who was taken away.
Xullraema yells to one of the guards. "Hey you there, why are you hiding behind bars? You think you can chain me up? Perhaps you believe Ilvara will protect you from my wrath?"
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Receiving no response to his comments, Uradurk returns to his shady corner and awaits the return of the drow “ally.”
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Grailkic put the spider back in between his crossed legs and kept a hand over it to keep it from escaping. Like Jimjar had said it was a waiting game so for the time being he would just wait for a chance. He scooted away when the drow rushed in with drawn crossbows. He looked down and did his best to seem cowed by the sight.