Avaria quickly looks around for fabric in the mess in the captain's cabin while trying to keep her feet..
Athletics: 26
If she finds some, she'll rip it up and give some to each of her friends and then tie it around her head so it covers her mouth. She then starts going towards the doorway, calling back though a bit muffled, "This isn't good. we have flying creatures out there..."
Ethel tries to venture out onto the deck, but her walking stick slides on the slick wood and she tumble down, getting gross wet splinters on her knuckles. She hisses in combination of pain and embarassment.
Acrobatics: 6 [Not going to waste bardic inspiration on that one.]
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Ula follows Avaria out onto the deck, finding that the mist has thickened while the party was below decks. As they do, something swoops close by the ship; wind from the movement proves to be the final straw that pushes over the forward mast. It comes crashing down to the deck.
Ula dives to the side as it smashes into the deck between her and Avaria. The ship rolls to the side as it does.
Another sound, flapping of wings comes closer as two large shadows appear in the mist then break free of it. Curved jawlines and crests that begin near sharp eyes and continue down long spines, reaching full height just behind the skull are what are readily apparent. Then the green colour.
Avaria sees what really look like two flying winged lizards gazing down on her.
"Green wyrmlings," Ula whispers with awe in her voice.
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Ethel and Marrin are still in the aft cabin and are free to move.
Marrin tries to climb out again, standing and doing her best to get steady but ends up exactly where she started when the mast breaks and the ship rolls.
Ethel, watching the roll and pitch of the ship, times her steps better this time, avoiding the slickest spots on the deck. She is able to walk almost normally and she emerges out into the mists.
She curses loudly when the small dragons reveal themselves. "What on earth are they doing so far out to sea?" she asks in exasperation. Turning to the little wyrmlings, she shouts, "There is nothing of interest, here! Shoo!"
"Land is that way!"she adds, jerking a scarred thumb over her left shoulder.
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Avaria stares in awe at the wyrmlings, afraid to move and cause them to attack. She wasn't sure if she could handle that right now. She then looks around for the Wish.. or the rowboat that was supposed to be waiting for them.
((As everyone else is out, Marrin will keep trying when her turn(s) comes around.))
She tries to stand and just slips again into a pile of nasty bones and detritus.
"Agghhh!"
Acrobatics: 8
Getting very frustrated at her complete inability to get to out, she crawls to the wall, times the rocking and throw herself on deck with a triumphant yell.
Acrobatics: 16
...at which point she probabily notices the dragons.
"Honestly? HONESTLY?"
((She isn't contributing to any fight for a couple rounds...))
((Ava's only asked if she wants to come out, not said that she'd needed. Would seem that in terms of wanting to come out to a wet, stinking, sinking ship, the answer is "No thanks."))
Avaria spots the jollyboat bobbing in the water, the two sailors looking towards the Emperor, their mouths hanging open.
One green dragon wyrmling lands on the quarterdeck and the second alights on the forecastle. Both look down from their perches, eyeing the party carefully.
As they do, a third shadow sweeps through the fog and dives down into the water. A moment later the ship rocks and lurches to one side. It doesn't take a sailor to realize a big hole has been ripped into the side of the ship.
Soaring up out of the water, Ethel makes out a third wyrmling. It seems to be at home in water as much as the sky.
So far though they've left the party alone, but they do keep eyeing you intently.
((Ula did, but she looks very steady on her feet right now and will make it through the doorway if that's what the party is doing).
Marrin on the other hand is knocked from her feet before she can get to the doorway.
Avaria quickly looks around for fabric in the mess in the captain's cabin while trying to keep her feet..
Athletics: 26
If she finds some, she'll rip it up and give some to each of her friends and then tie it around her head so it covers her mouth. She then starts going towards the doorway, calling back though a bit muffled, "This isn't good. we have flying creatures out there..."
From her prone position Marrin groans.
"Underwater and in the air. I hope the Wish is okay."
Ethel tries to venture out onto the deck, but her walking stick slides on the slick wood and she tumble down, getting gross wet splinters on her knuckles. She hisses in combination of pain and embarassment.
Acrobatics: 6 [Not going to waste bardic inspiration on that one.]
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Marrin looks over at Ethel on the deck with her and gives her a wry smile.
"We got this...one more try."
There's nothing in the wreckage to salvage as any sort of mask, unless Avaria wants to use rotting, moldy wet rags.
Is Avaria heading out on to the deck? Ula will follow with her. She has movement still.
Marrin and Ethel will need another round.
ok fine - ewww... she doesn't use those.
Ava heads out on the deck, she figures the others will get there, she is worried about what is going on.
Ula follows Avaria out onto the deck, finding that the mist has thickened while the party was below decks. As they do, something swoops close by the ship; wind from the movement proves to be the final straw that pushes over the forward mast. It comes crashing down to the deck.
Ula dives to the side as it smashes into the deck between her and Avaria. The ship rolls to the side as it does.
Another sound, flapping of wings comes closer as two large shadows appear in the mist then break free of it. Curved jawlines and crests that begin near sharp eyes and continue down long spines, reaching full height just behind the skull are what are readily apparent. Then the green colour.
Avaria sees what really look like two flying winged lizards gazing down on her.
"Green wyrmlings," Ula whispers with awe in her voice.
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Ethel and Marrin are still in the aft cabin and are free to move.
Marrin tries to climb out again, standing and doing her best to get steady but ends up exactly where she started when the mast breaks and the ship rolls.
"Okay. Now this is getting worrying."
Acrobatics: 9
Ethel, watching the roll and pitch of the ship, times her steps better this time, avoiding the slickest spots on the deck. She is able to walk almost normally and she emerges out into the mists.
She curses loudly when the small dragons reveal themselves. "What on earth are they doing so far out to sea?" she asks in exasperation. Turning to the little wyrmlings, she shouts, "There is nothing of interest, here! Shoo!"
"Land is that way!" she adds, jerking a scarred thumb over her left shoulder.
Acrobatics: 18
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Avaria stares in awe at the wyrmlings, afraid to move and cause them to attack. She wasn't sure if she could handle that right now. She then looks around for the Wish.. or the rowboat that was supposed to be waiting for them.
((As everyone else is out, Marrin will keep trying when her turn(s) comes around.))
She tries to stand and just slips again into a pile of nasty bones and detritus.
"Agghhh!"
Acrobatics: 8
Getting very frustrated at her complete inability to get to out, she crawls to the wall, times the rocking and throw herself on deck with a triumphant yell.
Acrobatics: 16
...at which point she probabily notices the dragons.
"Honestly? HONESTLY?"
((She isn't contributing to any fight for a couple rounds...))
((Jan, meanwhile...))
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Avaria yells back towards Marrin, "You comin or what? There are wyrmlings out here!"
And to the ring, "Hey Jan, we've got two green wyrmlings on the deck of this ship, want to come out now? Or are you still painting your nails?"
No Jan emerges from the ring just yet, despite Ava's snark.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
(Lol well that is the second time she called her... so yeah, snark is what ya get)
((Ava's only asked if she wants to come out, not said that she'd needed. Would seem that in terms of wanting to come out to a wet, stinking, sinking ship, the answer is "No thanks."))
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Ava would only hear frustrated shout from Marrin at the shifter's kind request the half-elf join the rest on deck.
Avaria spots the jollyboat bobbing in the water, the two sailors looking towards the Emperor, their mouths hanging open.
One green dragon wyrmling lands on the quarterdeck and the second alights on the forecastle. Both look down from their perches, eyeing the party carefully.
As they do, a third shadow sweeps through the fog and dives down into the water. A moment later the ship rocks and lurches to one side. It doesn't take a sailor to realize a big hole has been ripped into the side of the ship.
Soaring up out of the water, Ethel makes out a third wyrmling. It seems to be at home in water as much as the sky.
So far though they've left the party alone, but they do keep eyeing you intently.
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Party is free to act.
Jan listens to the crashing sounds, but since she's not been called forth, remains warm and relatively dry in her ring.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock