Zylo snorts, "Sure." The temptation to hurt this one is brief, but the noise definitely will probably make using this as a resting place a moot point. He looks to Iali again, "I still hate this place. Let's go before this ignorant one gets themselves hurt." He keeps an eye on the bullywug and leaps partially down the ladder to climb the rest of the way down. "This is not safe, as much as I want to take that one down, somewhere else would be ideal."
Valrieth says, "I'm...not...sure. He was at the Sunken Palace (D11) on the opposite side of the lake," she points almost directly at the thick fog at the center of the lake, "but I don't know whether he won or lost the succession struggle to become the new ruler of Downfall. If he didn't, I guess he might head back to his business (D4) or one of the other huts (D16 or D17). I thought that the Duke might hide me just to embarrass the new ruler of Downfall." Val realizes that she doesn't know how royal succession works among the humans of Faerun, much less how it works in this strange Fey kingdom of bullywugs. "Assuming, of course, that the new ruler didn't throw him in jail...or worse!"
"But if Duke Ickrind is the new ruler, then I'm not sure whether he'd help," Val says. "We saved his business from being burned down, and he awarded me this badge." She takes out a badge and pins it to her tabard: it's shaped like a fly with wings that really flutter. "But I don't know him that well. I'm not sure whether he would defy the hag for me."
Val thinks for a moment and then suggests two options.
Head directly out of Downfall. Regroup and try to come back the next day, hoping that the bullywugs don't track them down in the swamp.
Head toward D4 (crossing the water) to see whether they can find Duke Ickrind. If bullywugs are coming from D14 toward the guard tower at D19, that would at least take them away from those guards.
Again, Val is just trying to find a place to rest. If Zylo and Iali can think of any other way to hide Val from the bullywugs for an hour, then she's "all ears." (Since Val's ears make up about 25% of her height, that statement is more true than it is for most!)
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Zylo snorts, "Sure." The temptation to hurt this one is brief, but the noise definitely will probably make using this as a resting place a moot point. He looks to Iali again, "I still hate this place. Let's go before this ignorant one gets themselves hurt." He keeps an eye on the bullywug and leaps partially down the ladder to climb the rest of the way down. "This is not safe, as much as I want to take that one down, somewhere else would be ideal."
Zylo Esstyrlynn - The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
Iali shakes her head and rolls her eyes at the guard's squawking. She rises into the air and looks down her nose at the guard.
"Young person, you had best hope your unholy shrieking is not the cause of your compatriots' untimely deaths, let alone your own."
(intimidation 7, oh well!)
She flaps her wings and heads down to the ground. "So where do we find this Duke of yours, Val?"
Past characters:
Cariadne - Forest of Celador
Daphyra Fuffletail - The City of Cats
DM - Geek Legends - Wild beyond the Witchlight
Leela Steadystone - Adventures in the Sands
Mirri Goldenhorn - Journeys through the Radiant Citadel
Lola Smythe-Whyte - Larkin Expedition
Daphyra - Deathworld: Lost Mine of Phandelver
Vanja - Binder's Hold and the Problem with the Mine
Valrieth says, "I'm...not...sure. He was at the Sunken Palace (D11) on the opposite side of the lake," she points almost directly at the thick fog at the center of the lake, "but I don't know whether he won or lost the succession struggle to become the new ruler of Downfall. If he didn't, I guess he might head back to his business (D4) or one of the other huts (D16 or D17). I thought that the Duke might hide me just to embarrass the new ruler of Downfall." Val realizes that she doesn't know how royal succession works among the humans of Faerun, much less how it works in this strange Fey kingdom of bullywugs. "Assuming, of course, that the new ruler didn't throw him in jail...or worse!"
"But if Duke Ickrind is the new ruler, then I'm not sure whether he'd help," Val says. "We saved his business from being burned down, and he awarded me this badge." She takes out a badge and pins it to her tabard: it's shaped like a fly with wings that really flutter. "But I don't know him that well. I'm not sure whether he would defy the hag for me."
Val thinks for a moment and then suggests two options.
Again, Val is just trying to find a place to rest. If Zylo and Iali can think of any other way to hide Val from the bullywugs for an hour, then she's "all ears." (Since Val's ears make up about 25% of her height, that statement is more true than it is for most!)