Norr nods along as the dwarf and the Tabaxi share, watching quietly from the other side of the campfire, and polishing Dolmek’s drinking cup and meal tin.
“You’re the best Tabaxi I’ve ever met. That’s for sure. The tallest. The strongest. The wisest. Best with a bow. Most friendly with a drake. Any Tabaxi you want to compare yourself to Leo, be assured, you’re the most at it I’ve ever had the good fortune to know. Until I meet another at least, and I’m sure then it’ll still be true too.”
Norr nods along as the dwarf and the Tabaxi share, watching quietly from the other side of the campfire, and polishing Dolmek’s drinking cup and meal tin.
“You’re the best Tabaxi I’ve ever met. That’s for sure. The tallest. The strongest. The wisest. Best with a bow. Most friendly with a drake. Any Tabaxi you want to compare yourself to Leo, be assured, you’re the most at it I’ve ever had the good fortune to know. Until I meet another at least, and I’m sure then it’ll still be true too.”
Norr nods along as the dwarf and the Tabaxi share, watching quietly from the other side of the campfire, and polishing Dolmek’s drinking cup and meal tin.
“You’re the best Tabaxi I’ve ever met. That’s for sure. The tallest. The strongest. The wisest. Best with a bow. Most friendly with a brother. Any Tabaxi you want to compare yourself to Leo, be assured, you’re the most at it I’ve ever had the good fortune to know. Until I meet another at least, and I’m sure it’ll still be true then, too.”
"What other Tabaxi?" ... awkward pause, and he then (Proceeds with the laughter from the Scottish section of the United Kingdom) before anyone could answer him.
The day begins to grow dark, and stars begin to dot the sky. Birds slowly stop chirping, and the cicadas grow ever so louder in the silence of twilight.
The day begins to grow dark, and stars begin to dot the sky. Birds slowly stop chirping, and the cicadas grow ever so louder in the silence of twilight.
"Aye, I'll go ahead and take first watch, as agreed."
Norr comes up from out of the woods as some are pulling themselves from the tent or from under the cart. His silvery hair is braided today, and his leathers — which were plain yesterday — now have a faint golden chest decal in the style of a shot glass containing some sort of liquid that seems to be on fire.
He sets a skillet on the fire which flares to life at a twist of his genie ring. “How do you want your mushrooms seasoned this morning, egg? Bacon? Sausage? Penne á calf cerebella ventricula passata?”
The last of the options sounds a little … odder, but it is clear by this point that Norr wouldn’t offer anything malicious, just strange.
Norr comes up from out of the woods as some are pulling themselves from the tent or from under the cart. His silvery hair is braided today, and his leathers — which were plain yesterday — now have a faint golden chest decal in the style of a shot glass containing some sort of liquid that seems to be on fire.
He sets a skillet on the fire which flares to life at a twist of his genie ring. “How do you want your mushrooms seasoned this morning, egg? Bacon? Sausage? Penne á calf cerebella ventricula passata?”
The last of the options sounds a little … odder, but it is clear by this point that Norr wouldn’t offer anything malicious, just strange.
Brix rises with the rest. Between mouthfuls of venison and mushrooms he thanks the providers. After his hearty breakfast he helps break camp. Once everything is stowed and the cart hitched he climbs back into the drivers seat and sets everyone on the road again.
Norr climbs into the back as they set off. “Thank you Master Brix. If we grow too heavy for Rowdy, we’ll gladly walk. Then he puts his arm over his eyes and tries to snooze.
After a bit of time passes on the road, Leo asks anyone who's awake on the cart...
"Aye, what is our plan fer once we reach the city?"
“My herald Brock should meet us upon arrival, he can help us find reasonable accommodations. I have some personal matters while we’re here as well. The library should be easy to find, admittance however sounds more difficult.” Dolmek has a smile on his face and a spring in his step New Basin is at the top of his travel list.
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We don’t know Reds a drake... Norr.
(Fixed. Thanks).
Found someone had made a lovely picture for the inside of a Djinni ring. So. Welcome to Norr's pad ... coming soon to a level 10 near you.
"What other Tabaxi?" ... awkward pause, and he then (Proceeds with the laughter from the Scottish section of the United Kingdom) before anyone could answer him.
The day begins to grow dark, and stars begin to dot the sky. Birds slowly stop chirping, and the cicadas grow ever so louder in the silence of twilight.
DMing:
Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Playing:
None sadly.
Optimization Guides:
Literally Too Angry to Die - A Guide to Optimizing a Barbarian
"Aye, I'll go ahead and take first watch, as agreed."
Do we long rest? If so in the morning make some hot mushroom brew, harness Rowdy & rouse everyone...
I will assume that you long rest, taking turn with the watches. Dolmek makes some hot mushroom brew, harnesses rowdy and rouses everyone.
DMing:
Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Playing:
None sadly.
Optimization Guides:
Literally Too Angry to Die - A Guide to Optimizing a Barbarian
So nothing happened on watch?
Well, on your watch, you saw as a wolf ate a rabbit. Other than that, no.
DMing:
Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Playing:
None sadly.
Optimization Guides:
Literally Too Angry to Die - A Guide to Optimizing a Barbarian
Ok, in that case, I wake up and says to anyone awake "Aye, good morning."
Norr comes up from out of the woods as some are pulling themselves from the tent or from under the cart. His silvery hair is braided today, and his leathers — which were plain yesterday — now have a faint golden chest decal in the style of a shot glass containing some sort of liquid that seems to be on fire.
He sets a skillet on the fire which flares to life at a twist of his genie ring. “How do you want your mushrooms seasoned this morning, egg? Bacon? Sausage? Penne á calf cerebella ventricula passata?”
The last of the options sounds a little … odder, but it is clear by this point that Norr wouldn’t offer anything malicious, just strange.
"Yes"
“Keep an eye out for scoundrels these woods are a decent place for an ambush.”
Dolmek perception 10
You don't see anybody. I assume that we eat breakfast and get on the road again?
DMing:
Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Playing:
None sadly.
Optimization Guides:
Literally Too Angry to Die - A Guide to Optimizing a Barbarian
Brix rises with the rest. Between mouthfuls of venison and mushrooms he thanks the providers. After his hearty breakfast he helps break camp. Once everything is stowed and the cart hitched he climbs back into the drivers seat and sets everyone on the road again.
**This Space for Rent**
Yeah, I'd assume so
Norr climbs into the back as they set off. “Thank you Master Brix. If we grow too heavy for Rowdy, we’ll gladly walk. Then he puts his arm over his eyes and tries to snooze.
After a bit of time passes on the road, Leo asks anyone who's awake on the cart...
"Aye, what is our plan fer once we reach the city?"
“My herald Brock should meet us upon arrival, he can help us find reasonable accommodations. I have some personal matters while we’re here as well. The library should be easy to find, admittance however sounds more difficult.” Dolmek has a smile on his face and a spring in his step New Basin is at the top of his travel list.