“Is the food ready? I will eat a little then go checkout that light unless someone has a better plan.” Says Dark trying to reorient himself to this strange place.
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Health: 13
Rumble wasn't sure if he wanted to smile or grimace at the epiphany, so he settled for mildly agitated grumbling as he and killian went to work on some onion soup with a side of jam bread. Spread out, it comes out to be a meager meal for all. And yet, he somehow manages to make the scent of the former smell pretty darn enticing enough after cooking it over a small fire. Sadly, with only one or two cups at most making up part of the mess kit, folk are gonna have to be patient about the delivery process; especially the genasi, since he had every intention of feeding himself last.
"Now yaw'll hold yer dang horses. Birdman. Clinton, wasn't it? Yaw'll two first, seeing as you two are just jumping at the bit... No offense, Darnell."
Rumble cracks a wiry grin as he holds out a cup in one hand, and jammed bread slices in the other. All in all seeming to be in better spirits after semi-break.
Simmeat shivers as he realises his entire body is paralyzed. He sees somewhing, a whispy white smoke-like trail, caress over this shoulder, like an arm hugging around him from behind.
<that is the best onion soup and bread ever.... I wish I could share that deer with everyone. This is a strange group but no one is ever this nice to me.> Dark thinks to himself. “Thank you for the food. Now about that light.” Dark says as he takes to the air. He flies as high as he can get then moves towards the light to get a look.
OOC : what kind of check do you want me to roll?
Forgot to add that I grabbed the darts that were mentioned earlier.
(Oh god hugs from behind.... Run for your life!!!!)
Mara will get to her feet and look at the others. "Should we go and look for our dwarven companion? It does not seem like it would be a good idea for us to split apart."
Rumble grins sheepishly, nods, and accepts the cup back for another pour. It's only after Dark takes off that he thinks to mutter the question "Wait... light?" before looking to the others. Orianna's dozing form in particular gives him pause.
"Huh? But.. I... Ehh... R-right. Uh-..."He glances up to darkwing. "Not sure what the odds are of keep'n up with mister birdman. But either way, yaw'll can get started move'n. 'nd I-..." He looks between the remaining soup and Orianna. "Uh... I'll catchup."With that said, Rumble moves to begin shaking the tiefling awake.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(NOTE FOR POST #349: While paralyzed, a creature cannot speak.)
Darnell, if I could have a survival check to try and pick up on which way Simmeat went. He wandered for a bit, but tracks shouldn't be too hard to locate.
"If you would like I shall accompany the both of you." Mara offers to Darnell and Shadow after she has eaten, moving to grab the torch so that the two of them without darkvision will be able to see.
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Shadow nods, "I will go ahead and keep to the shadows, so that if something is up there, I may be able to see it before it sees us" With that, Shadow springs off into the darkness ahead then attempts to sneak.
Rumble grins sheepishly, nods, and accepts the cup back for another pour. It's only after Dark takes off that he thinks to mutter the question "Wait... light?" before looking to the others. Orianna's dozing form in particular gives him pause.
"Huh? But.. I... Ehh... R-right. Uh-..."He glances up to darkwing. "Not sure what the odds are of keep'n up with mister birdman. But either way, yaw'll can get started move'n. 'nd I-..." He looks between the remaining soup and Orianna. "Uh... I'll catchup."With that said, Rumble moves to begin shaking the tiefling awake.
Orianna shifts and turns until finally being awaken by Rumble. She is initially startled by him getting up "Wha.... What's happen?" The smell of Onion soup gets her sick and she quickly turns and vomits "Wha... barf... Get that soup away from me!"
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After a few minutes of following the dwarf's tracks around the different trees in the local vicinity, Shadow, Darnell, and Mara finds Sammeat curled up on the ground, shivering in a semi-conscious state.
Orianna feels like vomiting, but her stomach is empty, as only a bit of bile stings the bottom of her throat.
The below is for Simmeat
You feel a voice whisper into your ear. "YOU WILL NEVER SEE HER WHILE IN THE TOWER."Then the whisps of smokey white begin to choke around Simmeat's throat, some of the "fumes" begin slipping into his mouth and nose, the taste of ash becomes overwhelming.
(Please make a DC 15 Wisdom Saving Throw, taking 9 necrotic damage on a failure, or half as much on a success)
The time that this is happening seems to stretch out, the choking seemingly close to killing you, but never allowing you to fall unconscious, nor giving you relief.
"THE DEADWOOD IS FOR THE DEAD." The voice tells you. "EITHER JOIN US OR LEAVE US BE. OUR GRAVES SHALL BE LEFT TO GROW UNTIL OUR SPIRITS CAN BE FREED FROM THIS TOWER."
Mara shrugs and looks to the to the two, guessing that they would need to find someone stronger to carry the dwarf back. She knew he was to heavy for her to have any chance of lifting or dragging along.
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“Is the food ready? I will eat a little then go checkout that light unless someone has a better plan.” Says Dark trying to reorient himself to this strange place.
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
Despite his diminutive frame, Darnell's stomach rumbles loudly.
"Yes, maybe we should eat what we can now," he says sheepishly.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Health: 13
Rumble wasn't sure if he wanted to smile or grimace at the epiphany, so he settled for mildly agitated grumbling as he and killian went to work on some onion soup with a side of jam bread. Spread out, it comes out to be a meager meal for all. And yet, he somehow manages to make the scent of the former smell pretty darn enticing enough after cooking it over a small fire. Sadly, with only one or two cups at most making up part of the mess kit, folk are gonna have to be patient about the delivery process; especially the genasi, since he had every intention of feeding himself last.
"Now yaw'll hold yer dang horses. Birdman. Clinton, wasn't it? Yaw'll two first, seeing as you two are just jumping at the bit... No offense, Darnell."
Rumble cracks a wiry grin as he holds out a cup in one hand, and jammed bread slices in the other. All in all seeming to be in better spirits after semi-break.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Hit Die: 14
As Orianna is still sleeping she mumbles in her sleep and she has a cold sweat.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiACon saving throw: 14
(So close!)
Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10)
League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
Simmeat shivers as he realises his entire body is paralyzed. He sees somewhing, a whispy white smoke-like trail, caress over this shoulder, like an arm hugging around him from behind.
<that is the best onion soup and bread ever.... I wish I could share that deer with everyone. This is a strange group but no one is ever this nice to me.> Dark thinks to himself. “Thank you for the food. Now about that light.” Dark says as he takes to the air. He flies as high as he can get then moves towards the light to get a look.
OOC : what kind of check do you want me to roll?
Forgot to add that I grabbed the darts that were mentioned earlier.
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
(Oh god hugs from behind.... Run for your life!!!!)
Mara will get to her feet and look at the others. "Should we go and look for our dwarven companion? It does not seem like it would be a good idea for us to split apart."
"Mirtha! Help! What is that thing!?" The dwarf shouted, struggling but unable to move. "I can't move!" He shouted.
Pit of Vipers: Watl Wiggins - Halfling Rogue(10)
League of Improbable Adventurers: Alan Quatermain - Human Fighter(3)
Rumble grins sheepishly, nods, and accepts the cup back for another pour. It's only after Dark takes off that he thinks to mutter the question "Wait... light?" before looking to the others. Orianna's dozing form in particular gives him pause.
"Huh? But.. I... Ehh... R-right. Uh-..." He glances up to darkwing. "Not sure what the odds are of keep'n up with mister birdman. But either way, yaw'll can get started move'n. 'nd I-..." He looks between the remaining soup and Orianna. "Uh... I'll catchup." With that said, Rumble moves to begin shaking the tiefling awake.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
OOC: Not sure if Simmeat can speak or not? By default, paralyzed usually means you can't. If not, here's my post:
Darnell accepts his portion gratefully, and eats it quickly. He hands back his bowl and stands up to his full height of 2'10".
He picks up his dagger.
"I'll go try to find Sim. I hope he's alright!"
Darnell sets off.
Perception: 21
And that's all I have to say about that.
(NOTE FOR POST #349: While paralyzed, a creature cannot speak.)
Darnell, if I could have a survival check to try and pick up on which way Simmeat went. He wandered for a bit, but tracks shouldn't be too hard to locate.
Darnell can see the trees really well, but he realizes he should be following tracks.9
Survival: 9
EDIT: I don't know why I have two rolls. :p
And that's all I have to say about that.
Shadow puts a hand on Darnell's shoulder.
"I shall accompany you"
He helps Darnell look for Simmeat.
Perception 17
"If you would like I shall accompany the both of you." Mara offers to Darnell and Shadow after she has eaten, moving to grab the torch so that the two of them without darkvision will be able to see.
Shadow nods, "I will go ahead and keep to the shadows, so that if something is up there, I may be able to see it before it sees us" With that, Shadow springs off into the darkness ahead then attempts to sneak.
Stealth 20
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAAfter a few minutes of following the dwarf's tracks around the different trees in the local vicinity, Shadow, Darnell, and Mara finds Sammeat curled up on the ground, shivering in a semi-conscious state.
Orianna feels like vomiting, but her stomach is empty, as only a bit of bile stings the bottom of her throat.
The below is for Simmeat
You feel a voice whisper into your ear. "YOU WILL NEVER SEE HER WHILE IN THE TOWER." Then the whisps of smokey white begin to choke around Simmeat's throat, some of the "fumes" begin slipping into his mouth and nose, the taste of ash becomes overwhelming.
(Please make a DC 15 Wisdom Saving Throw, taking 9 necrotic damage on a failure, or half as much on a success)
The time that this is happening seems to stretch out, the choking seemingly close to killing you, but never allowing you to fall unconscious, nor giving you relief.
"THE DEADWOOD IS FOR THE DEAD." The voice tells you. "EITHER JOIN US OR LEAVE US BE. OUR GRAVES SHALL BE LEFT TO GROW UNTIL OUR SPIRITS CAN BE FREED FROM THIS TOWER."
Shadow kneels down finding him, he shakes him a bit and calls out for Mara.
"Something is wrong with him, hurry"
Shadow flexes his claws and peers around into the darkness seeing if he can see any threats.
Perception 19
Mara shrugs and looks to the to the two, guessing that they would need to find someone stronger to carry the dwarf back. She knew he was to heavy for her to have any chance of lifting or dragging along.