The water that drenched Darkwing is cold, making him shiver as he is now completely soaked after just managing to dry himself off. He licks some of the water off of his hand. It tastes like normal water.
Darnell, seeing what happened to Darkwing, takes care when examining another one of the beads. They don't appear to be rocks, and they feel slightly malleable to the touch. Deducing from what happened it appears that these little ball things have managed to store a potent amount of water in them, and there are currently three that haven't been broken open. If the group can find a hollow stump, they could open one there and have a drinking font potentially.
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Dark moves away from the group enough to fly. While flying to warmup and shake all of the water off, he looks around to see if there is a path or any indication of where they should go next.
Investigation 20
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DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Mara looks around to see that most of them are doing there own thing so she stays quiet anf finishes up warming at the fire. She will take some of the strange grease of parts of her clothing and attempt to tear a few pieces off around her sleeves. It seemed that the it was very flammable so maybe they could use it to make a cloth for a torch perhaps.
Rumble joins whoever else remains by the fire. If he spots an untouched bead along the way, then he'll snatch it up to examine. Otherwise, the earth genasi carries on wordlessly, and plops down in an empty space. For a time, he sits there silently observing the others while finally trying to warm up. After seeing Mara's action Rumble quirks a brow, but ultimately mirrors them to an extent.
One sleeve is wrapped about the old torch tucked into his belt. The other he tries to fashion into a makeshift bag. Although, his attention is divided during the last part, seeing as how Orianna and Killian kept drawing it. "Ya... ya know the first time I got into a serious fight, I used to get the shakes too. Still do, sometimes!" He pauses and looks to his hands. "Though... Not this time, but, uh... my ma? She... well, she taught meee this trick to get'em sorted. Sooo... " He trails off from there tossing Mara the completed bag to store the berries, and then turns to Orianna, hands extended to her and palms facing upward. A strained but placating smile accompanies the gesture.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Mara nods in thanks to the genasi as she fiddles with her oil covered sleeves, rasing a brow at the bag that was handed to her by Rumble. For the time being she will set it to the side and work on seeing if this would work as a torch or not. To see the warlock with carefully tie part of the cloth to a stick which she will carefully put into the fire to see if it can be a viable torch or if it would burn to quickly to be safe.
The group begins using torn parts of clothing to create makeshift implements. The sleeve wrapped around some deadwood and smeared in the grease is placed near the fire and it immediately engulfs the head of the improvised torch. Rumble spends a bit of time tying up another sleeve and making a makeshift pouch in which the berries and three beads can be placed (the clothing people have on unfortunately do not come with pockets).
In the meantime, Darkwing has taken to the air, finding that the ceiling is possibly around 100 feet above them. He begins to fly around the nearby area, seeing that this deadwood carries on for a fair while. One thing he spots, however, is that the trees all seem nearly perfectly spaced from one another, as if placed by a design into a specific place. He returns a short while later, while the rest of the group has warmed up, restoking the fire after the sand mephit's attempt to snuff it.
(If people other than Darkwing wish to take a Short Rest, they may do so. Also decide who will be carrying the pouch with the berries and beads in.)
As Darkwing rejoins the group, and after the short rest(if we are taking one)Killian will stand up and address the group. " Well then let's take a minute now that we are all together, obviously we will need to work together to get out of where ever we are." Pausing a second to look around at everyone before continuing on. " before we head on, Darkwing would you be opposed to scouting the path ahead of us? clearly, you're most suited for this task. Also, we all need to keep a keen eye out in case anything else pops up and tries attacking us again."
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Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Looking around the camp while his Detect Magic is active, Leojym can see there is magic on the little black beads, but that's about it. It appears to be whatever makes them contain the large amount of water within them.
After finally coming back to reality, Sim notices the others and the work they're doing to make pouches and torches.
"Great work, folks. Into the trees, then? I'll carry the pouch since you guys did all of that work." Sim said, feeling a bit guilty for not having helped them after the fighting stopped.
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Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10) League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
Rumble joins whoever else remains by the fire. If he spots an untouched bead along the way, then he'll snatch it up to examine. Otherwise, the earth genasi carries on wordlessly, and plops down in an empty space. For a time, he sits there silently observing the others while finally trying to warm up. After seeing Mara's action Rumble quirks a brow, but ultimately mirrors them to an extent.
One sleeve is wrapped about the old torch tucked into his belt. The other he tries to fashion into a makeshift bag. Although, his attention is divided during the last part, seeing as how Orianna and Killian kept drawing it. "Ya... ya know the first time I got into a serious fight, I used to get the shakes too. Still do, sometimes!" He pauses and looks to his hands. "Though... Not this time, but, uh... my ma? She... well, she taught meee this trick to get'em sorted. Sooo... " He trails off from there tossing Mara the completed bag to store the berries, and then turns to Orianna, hands extended to her and palms facing upward. A strained but placating smile accompanies the gesture.
Orianna glares at the Earth Genasi "This has nothing to do with fighting... I've been in my fair share of battles."She passes on the helping hand and stands up walking to the group. Seeing how the other are beginning to work together she too will tare off her sleeve and lower part of of her shirt. She will wrap the great club at the tip and downward before the grip. As one of the human who she swears was shorter, begins to explain the situation. Orianna speaks up "Who are you people, all I saw while I was in the cell was you all jumping in the mouth of that statue. Thankfully the elf noticed my escaped and directed me in joining. I need to know someone before I work with them, I am Ori killer of demons and devils."
"Ah. A demon slayer? I had no idea. I'm sorry if I'm a bit of a disappointment, but I was just a stone carver back home. I've never really gone beyond my town and never been in a fight until just a few minutes ago. I'm afraid I'm not too knowledgeable about surviving in the wilderness or slaying demons and monsters. I... don't really have anything to go back to, but I'm happy to help you all make it out of wherever we are." Sim said, feeling a bit embarrassed and useless yet again. He looked to the faces of those gathered around him and also at the apparitions of his family. When he saw them, he sat back down by the fire and lowered his head.
I wish I could see them smile again. Those looks of disappointment... they're near-impossible to stomach.
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Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10) League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
As Orianna speaks up. Killian agrees saying "yes we will learn about each other as we travel together. I don't think anyone here means harm to eachother" while looking directly at the tiefling. "If everyone agrees I'll hold on the these beads" he adds at the end.
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Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Mara nods and hands the pouch off to the strange dwarf, her mind wandering a bit as she remebers that she had yet to see her friends. Her head turns back towards the demon mouth to see if anyone else had come through. She kept expecting to see a half orc decked out with a seemingly endless amount of weapons, followed by a bumbling high elf that made all the tales of grace his race was known for seem like a complete lie. After a few seconds passed she waved the thoughts away as she had been the only one to see the strange mirror.
Crouching she will grab her newly made torch and hold it aloft to better see those speaking. "I find that I must agree with with. I would much rather not find myself face to face with any type of creature from the lower planes. Well at least in combat that is, I mean they must be rather interesting to talk with. As I have told the others I am Mara Kulenov of Silverymoon. I am what you could call a scholar as I study ancient and foreign cultures, my speciality being languages. So far I speak fluently in Elvish, Dwarven, Draconic and I understand enough orcish to say I few words."
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Rumble just waves off-handedly and w/o looking, not really caring at the time about who held the pouch. Mere moments later, he audible gulps from the glare. "A-ah-alright then. I-I-I'll leave ya t-to it then." He flashes wary smile and quickly scoots off a bit more to the side as she approaches the group.
"Uhh... First off, we'd --" He glances off to the others."Er, I'd like to apologize for that demoness mam. Er, Ori?" Rumble pauses to wait for a confirmation. "Yea, well, between the whole waking up hair in the first place, 'nd the lights goin' out, things were a bit... ya know... we had to rush getting out there 'fore things got worse." Rumble admits, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, 'nd not to get too off topic here, but... aren't ya one of those things? Ya know, demon or devil?"He cups his chin in a hand and "hmms". "Now that I think about it. Did'n ma used to say they kill each other often."
Religion: 18
Rumble curtly shakes his head, rises to his feet, and starts to walk over to Orianna with a hand extended. "Names Rumble, by the way. Rumble Steelskin, or... so some folk back home like to tack on every now and then. Not sure why tho'. I'm a... Guess you could say I was a Rancher, or farm hand. But, eh, I did a lotta' stuff back home."
Rumble just waves off-handedly and w/o looking, not really caring at the time about who held the pouch. Mere moments later, he audible gulps from the glare. "A-ah-alright then. I-I-I'll leave ya t-to it then." He flashes wary smile and quickly scoots off a bit more to the side as she approaches the group.
"Uhh... First off, we'd --" He glances off to the others."Er, I'd like to apologize for that demoness mam. Er, Ori?" Rumble pauses to wait for a confirmation. "Yea, well, between the whole waking up hair in the first place, 'nd the lights goin' out, things were a bit... ya know... we had to rush getting out there 'fore things got worse." Rumble admits, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, 'nd not to get too off topic here, but... aren't ya one of those things? Ya know, demon or devil?"He cups his chin in a hand and "hmms". "Now that I think about it. Did'n ma used to say they kill each other often."
Religion: 7
Rumble curtly shakes his head, rises to his feet, and starts to walk over to Orianna with a hand extended. "Names Rumble, by the way. Rumble Steelskin, or... so some folk back home like to tack on every now and then. Not sure why tho'. I'm a... Guess you could say I was a Rancher, or farm hand. But, eh, I did a lotta' stuff back home."
"I am not a Demon... I born of two human parents. Though my ancestors may have come into a contact with a devil which resulted in my appearance. I am a Tiefling and I will forgive your ignorance as many often mistake me as a Demon."Orianna reaches to grab Rumbles hand gripping it tight. "However I DO NOT like being called a DEMON and do not wish to be called one again."She looks to the group, giving off a feeling she's had to deal with bigotry all her life.
The water that drenched Darkwing is cold, making him shiver as he is now completely soaked after just managing to dry himself off. He licks some of the water off of his hand. It tastes like normal water.
Darnell, seeing what happened to Darkwing, takes care when examining another one of the beads. They don't appear to be rocks, and they feel slightly malleable to the touch. Deducing from what happened it appears that these little ball things have managed to store a potent amount of water in them, and there are currently three that haven't been broken open. If the group can find a hollow stump, they could open one there and have a drinking font potentially.
Dark moves away from the group enough to fly. While flying to warmup and shake all of the water off, he looks around to see if there is a path or any indication of where they should go next.
Investigation 20
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Mara looks around to see that most of them are doing there own thing so she stays quiet anf finishes up warming at the fire. She will take some of the strange grease of parts of her clothing and attempt to tear a few pieces off around her sleeves. It seemed that the it was very flammable so maybe they could use it to make a cloth for a torch perhaps.
Darnell pockets the bead, resolving to use it when possible.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Rumble joins whoever else remains by the fire. If he spots an untouched bead along the way, then he'll snatch it up to examine. Otherwise, the earth genasi carries on wordlessly, and plops down in an empty space. For a time, he sits there silently observing the others while finally trying to warm up. After seeing Mara's action Rumble quirks a brow, but ultimately mirrors them to an extent.
One sleeve is wrapped about the old torch tucked into his belt. The other he tries to fashion into a makeshift bag. Although, his attention is divided during the last part, seeing as how Orianna and Killian kept drawing it. "Ya... ya know the first time I got into a serious fight, I used to get the shakes too. Still do, sometimes!" He pauses and looks to his hands. "Though... Not this time, but, uh... my ma? She... well, she taught meee this trick to get'em sorted. Sooo... " He trails off from there tossing Mara the completed bag to store the berries, and then turns to Orianna, hands extended to her and palms facing upward. A strained but placating smile accompanies the gesture.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Sim made his way over to the fire and sat quietly, staring into the flames. He was oblivious to what he others were doing, deep in his thoughts.
Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10)
League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
Mara nods in thanks to the genasi as she fiddles with her oil covered sleeves, rasing a brow at the bag that was handed to her by Rumble. For the time being she will set it to the side and work on seeing if this would work as a torch or not. To see the warlock with carefully tie part of the cloth to a stick which she will carefully put into the fire to see if it can be a viable torch or if it would burn to quickly to be safe.
The group begins using torn parts of clothing to create makeshift implements. The sleeve wrapped around some deadwood and smeared in the grease is placed near the fire and it immediately engulfs the head of the improvised torch. Rumble spends a bit of time tying up another sleeve and making a makeshift pouch in which the berries and three beads can be placed (the clothing people have on unfortunately do not come with pockets).
In the meantime, Darkwing has taken to the air, finding that the ceiling is possibly around 100 feet above them. He begins to fly around the nearby area, seeing that this deadwood carries on for a fair while. One thing he spots, however, is that the trees all seem nearly perfectly spaced from one another, as if placed by a design into a specific place. He returns a short while later, while the rest of the group has warmed up, restoking the fire after the sand mephit's attempt to snuff it.
(If people other than Darkwing wish to take a Short Rest, they may do so. Also decide who will be carrying the pouch with the berries and beads in.)
Leojym will look around to see if he senses anything magical while others are resting or what not.
Perception: 7
As Darkwing rejoins the group, and after the short rest(if we are taking one)Killian will stand up and address the group. " Well then let's take a minute now that we are all together, obviously we will need to work together to get out of where ever we are." Pausing a second to look around at everyone before continuing on. " before we head on, Darkwing would you be opposed to scouting the path ahead of us? clearly, you're most suited for this task. Also, we all need to keep a keen eye out in case anything else pops up and tries attacking us again."
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Looking around the camp while his Detect Magic is active, Leojym can see there is magic on the little black beads, but that's about it. It appears to be whatever makes them contain the large amount of water within them.
After finally coming back to reality, Sim notices the others and the work they're doing to make pouches and torches.
"Great work, folks. Into the trees, then? I'll carry the pouch since you guys did all of that work." Sim said, feeling a bit guilty for not having helped them after the fighting stopped.
Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10)
League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAAt "demons and devils," Darnell stomps his left foot three times on the ground, not hard.
"I hope we won't be seeing any of those!" he says.
"I'm Darnell, hunter of rabbits and squirrels," the halfling continues with a slight smile.
He follows the others' example of turning parts of clothing into makeshift tools.
And that's all I have to say about that.
"Ah. A demon slayer? I had no idea. I'm sorry if I'm a bit of a disappointment, but I was just a stone carver back home. I've never really gone beyond my town and never been in a fight until just a few minutes ago. I'm afraid I'm not too knowledgeable about surviving in the wilderness or slaying demons and monsters. I... don't really have anything to go back to, but I'm happy to help you all make it out of wherever we are." Sim said, feeling a bit embarrassed and useless yet again. He looked to the faces of those gathered around him and also at the apparitions of his family. When he saw them, he sat back down by the fire and lowered his head.
I wish I could see them smile again. Those looks of disappointment... they're near-impossible to stomach.
Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10)
League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
As Orianna speaks up. Killian agrees saying "yes we will learn about each other as we travel together. I don't think anyone here means harm to eachother" while looking directly at the tiefling. "If everyone agrees I'll hold on the these beads" he adds at the end.
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Mara nods and hands the pouch off to the strange dwarf, her mind wandering a bit as she remebers that she had yet to see her friends. Her head turns back towards the demon mouth to see if anyone else had come through. She kept expecting to see a half orc decked out with a seemingly endless amount of weapons, followed by a bumbling high elf that made all the tales of grace his race was known for seem like a complete lie. After a few seconds passed she waved the thoughts away as she had been the only one to see the strange mirror.
Crouching she will grab her newly made torch and hold it aloft to better see those speaking. "I find that I must agree with with. I would much rather not find myself face to face with any type of creature from the lower planes. Well at least in combat that is, I mean they must be rather interesting to talk with. As I have told the others I am Mara Kulenov of Silverymoon. I am what you could call a scholar as I study ancient and foreign cultures, my speciality being languages. So far I speak fluently in Elvish, Dwarven, Draconic and I understand enough orcish to say I few words."
Rumble just waves off-handedly and w/o looking, not really caring at the time about who held the pouch. Mere moments later, he audible gulps from the glare. "A-ah-alright then. I-I-I'll leave ya t-to it then." He flashes wary smile and quickly scoots off a bit more to the side as she approaches the group.
"Uhh... First off, we'd --" He glances off to the others. "Er, I'd like to apologize for that demoness mam. Er, Ori?" Rumble pauses to wait for a confirmation. "Yea, well, between the whole waking up hair in the first place, 'nd the lights goin' out, things were a bit... ya know... we had to rush getting out there 'fore things got worse." Rumble admits, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, 'nd not to get too off topic here, but... aren't ya one of those things? Ya know, demon or devil?" He cups his chin in a hand and "hmms". "Now that I think about it. Did'n ma used to say they kill each other often."
Religion: 18
Rumble curtly shakes his head, rises to his feet, and starts to walk over to Orianna with a hand extended. "Names Rumble, by the way. Rumble Steelskin, or... so some folk back home like to tack on every now and then. Not sure why tho'. I'm a... Guess you could say I was a Rancher, or farm hand. But, eh, I did a lotta' stuff back home."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Killian after speaking with the group will walk to the tree line to search for a sturdy branch to use as a torch. Ripping off his sleeves to make it.
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiA