Dark rushes out to see what made that cry as he is blinded by the powerful sunlight beaming down. He catches a glimpse of the bird. It is absolutely enormous (read: gargantuan).
Having never been to a desert before, Rumble stares in awe from his corner of rest. "My oh my.." He mutters after rising and drifting closer to the sand. "So familiar..."He adds, entranced by the sight. Great bird or no. As a shudder passes through him, the earth genasi seems to snap out of the stupor. "Sorry... you were say'n someth'n bout rations? If we wanna quick nip some now, then-..."He carefully slip the backpack off, pull out one of the jar of bugs, and offer it to folks starting with the kids.
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"I will make sure to reserve some magic for water. I believe we will have to rely on what we have and what we can scavenge for food." He accepts some bugs from Rumble and turns to the elves, "Do you know which direction the village is from here?"
Rumble nods solemnly, and will still offer the others some bugs. But they will have to go to him, for the earth genasi had no intention of leaving the children's side after plopping his bottom right next to them. In effort to scoot away is met with him doing the same in turn. Otherwise, he quietly holds out the jar for folk to come and grab some before putting the jar back away.
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Killian looks out to the sea of sand, a sight he has never seen, rolling sand dunes. he scoops some of the sand into his hand and rubs it between his fingers. it reminds him of the sandy shores of islands he has ventured to but that is all. Hearing the great bird cry out and seeing a slight glimpse of the massive creature, Killian backs away from the door. "No uh... bugs for me Rumble." he politely declines the gesture.
Perception to take a look out into the sand dunes and the bird-like creature flying above. 7
Mara will duck behind the door again when she sees the giant bird, her eys wide as she looks to the others to try and get them to get out of sight once more. "Do not let that thing see you!"
Rumble shrugs and had started to pop one of the creepy crawlies in his mouth when Mara's warning cuts through the air. With a huff, he rises to his feet, cracks his bones, and with longsword in hand he then approaches the doorway. But keeping in mind the warning, he tries to stand on the opposite side and peek out as well. "What's got ya so spooked, Miss Mara?"
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As the group steps out into the shade, which is probably relatively cooler than the sun bleached sand ahead, they see two figures approaching from down the dune. They both appear to be human, one male and one female. They are both dressed in tatty rags, similar to those that the group started in. The male appears to be very badly wounded as they cautiously approach.
"HEY! MY FRIEND IS HURT, CAN YOU HELP US?" the female shouts towards the group.
(Welcome newcomers, YoFizz and Langoski! They are playing the two humans who called out, YoFizz as the female, and Langoski as the male. I'll let it play out from here by your RP)
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Mara pauses as she sees the strangers, looking to the others with her quickly. "We should proceed with caution. This is a common trick that I have seen when somone wants to lower the guard of others."
Mara is a human woman of average height and weight, seeming to be in her early to mid twenties. She has blonde hair with formerly blue eyes. Due to the pact she made with her patron she has a strange mark on the back of her hand and her eyes have turned a strange golden color due to being given dark vision. On her wrists she has bracer like golden tattoos.
"I'll 'ave to differ to ya on that one, Miss Mara. But-..."He looks back out and grimaces. "Someone aughta check it out. So, it mines as well be me." On that note, Rumble will stalk out into the open with his rendition of a assuaging, toothy grin unless someone stops him. "I'll meet'cha half-way. 'less you can't get your friend over here?" He calls out in turn as he cautiously approached the duo.
Rumble is an earth genasi judging by the metallic gunmetal black skin, pupilless orange eyes that faintly glow, and fissures stemming from them and few other open places on his body. He otherwise stands roughly over six feet tall, well built, and appears to either be in his late teens to early twenties. Due to a recent embrace of a wolf spirit, his canine and nails are sharp, ears pointed, and he is hairier than most of his kin. Though the hair still bears a similar metallic quality as his skin. His clothing is otherwise just as frayed as everyone else, though hints at a rustic background and missing sleeves. Lastly, his feet are bare, and both the longsword at his side and armor appear to be a little on the rusted side.
Killian sees the pair in the distance "I'll follow you out Rumble" He walks alongside his friend towards the couple. while walking can see one of them is badly wounded and prepares to get the potion of healing from his pouch.
Killian, A human man stands taller than the others at 6'-7", his hair is jet black short on the sides about 2 weeks since his last shave, his clothes resemble that of the others, but look a little snug due to his height. he carries two leather pouches over his shoulders in a criss-cross style along with a waterskin and holding a Staff. his skin is tanned and as you get closer the skin you can see is covered in tattoos of nautical nature in design with ships, compasses, sea creatures and the like.
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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
While walking with Rumble towards the two, Killian says "so we got these two kids to look after and now it looks like we may be getting two more? hopefully, they have some skills that can be useful, but keep your guard up a little as Mara had said we don't know their intentions yet."
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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
"Kids? That's funny. I don't remember picking up any goats." Rumble chuckles. "Oh I'm just mess'n with ya. But seriously. Just 'cause most folk are smaller than ya, doesn't automatically make'm kids."Rumble jests idly hoping to defuse some of the tension. ".... Thanks, by the way. Fer coming out here with me. Somethin' else Miss Mara rather spooked earlier. Not sure what. But we might have a bit more to keep our eyes out open fer."He says as he began looking around the area warily.
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Leojym walks straight to the wounded man, "These people are in need of help. I am sure you can save me if they are somehow hiding an army in the sand." He places a hand on his chest allowing a healing energy to surge into him.
Leojym is tall for an elf (a little over 6'). For as tall as he is he seems fairly svelte. He has golden blonde hair, bronze skin and gold eyes. He appears youthful but not young which does not say a lot for an elf. He carries a shield and wears leather armor but does not seem to have a weapon on him.
Darnell watches the exchange from what he judges to be a safe distance. He does not say anything by way of introduction, occasionally scanning the surrounding area.
Darnell is a stout-looking halfling. He stands just under 3 feet tall and lacks the paunch of a stereotypical halfling. His brown clothes are plain and dirty; his left sleeve is missing. He has curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a plain face, which is quite dirty.
Thursday, says to Steve quietly, "Well, we've either found some friends or we've met our makers..."
"We mean no harm! We just need help! We had another with us... He was taken!" Thursday approaches the groups of people making sure her hands are visible holding them up slightly.
Young girl, late teens/early twenties. Pretty but dirty. Her hair is jet black and slicked. She is a bit short for a human but nothing out of the ordinary. Her build is on the skinnier side of average. She normally is better put together, but under the circumstances she's a bit more unkempt than normal.
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Gash- Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
"Thank you for the healing. I am in your debt. My name is Steve. Seems you guys are in a bit better situation than us, but this place is still something else entirely. We just came from a building similar to the ones you just emerged from back in the opposite direction. There was smoke to the north, could be a fire, I don't know. Unless you guys already know where to go from here?"
5'10", 155 pounds human man. Tan skin, shaved head. Chiseled physique. 27 years old. Upper body covered in tattoos of various styles and worldly pursuits.
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Steve (Level 1 Human Variant Monk) currently in LOST IN THE ENDLESS TOWER
"My name is Leojym Daqen, but you may call me Leo. Pleased to meet you Steve. We were sent here to find a settlement by the guardian of these young wards there." He gestures with an open palm to two elves. "However, I don't believe we have definite bearing on this settlement. Perhaps the smoke is the mark of civilization."
He turns to face the majority of his group while talking to the newcomers. "Allow me to introduce the rest of my compatriots. The aarakocra gentleman is named Dark, the halfling is called Darnell, the tall human is Killian, the young human woman there is Mara, the earth genasi man is called Mr. Rumble, the dwarf in the back is named Simmeat, and the two young elves are Gretta and Hallens."
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Dark rushes out to see what made that cry as he is blinded by the powerful sunlight beaming down. He catches a glimpse of the bird. It is absolutely enormous (read: gargantuan).
Having never been to a desert before, Rumble stares in awe from his corner of rest. "My oh my.." He mutters after rising and drifting closer to the sand. "So familiar..." He adds, entranced by the sight. Great bird or no. As a shudder passes through him, the earth genasi seems to snap out of the stupor. "Sorry... you were say'n someth'n bout rations? If we wanna quick nip some now, then-..." He carefully slip the backpack off, pull out one of the jar of bugs, and offer it to folks starting with the kids.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
The twins don't accept any of the bugs. They don't seem to have an appetite, still mildly in shock.
"I will make sure to reserve some magic for water. I believe we will have to rely on what we have and what we can scavenge for food." He accepts some bugs from Rumble and turns to the elves, "Do you know which direction the village is from here?"
Rumble nods solemnly, and will still offer the others some bugs. But they will have to go to him, for the earth genasi had no intention of leaving the children's side after plopping his bottom right next to them. In effort to scoot away is met with him doing the same in turn. Otherwise, he quietly holds out the jar for folk to come and grab some before putting the jar back away.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Killian looks out to the sea of sand, a sight he has never seen, rolling sand dunes. he scoops some of the sand into his hand and rubs it between his fingers. it reminds him of the sandy shores of islands he has ventured to but that is all. Hearing the great bird cry out and seeing a slight glimpse of the massive creature, Killian backs away from the door. "No uh... bugs for me Rumble." he politely declines the gesture.
Perception to take a look out into the sand dunes and the bird-like creature flying above. 7
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 will duck behind the door again when she sees the giant bird, her eys wide as she looks to the others to try and get them to get out of sight once more. "Do not let that thing see you!"
Rumble shrugs and had started to pop one of the creepy crawlies in his mouth when Mara's warning cuts through the air. With a huff, he rises to his feet, cracks his bones, and with longsword in hand he then approaches the doorway. But keeping in mind the warning, he tries to stand on the opposite side and peek out as well. "What's got ya so spooked, Miss Mara?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
As the group steps out into the shade, which is probably relatively cooler than the sun bleached sand ahead, they see two figures approaching from down the dune. They both appear to be human, one male and one female. They are both dressed in tatty rags, similar to those that the group started in. The male appears to be very badly wounded as they cautiously approach.
"HEY! MY FRIEND IS HURT, CAN YOU HELP US?" the female shouts towards the group.
(Welcome newcomers, YoFizz and Langoski! They are playing the two humans who called out, YoFizz as the female, and Langoski as the male. I'll let it play out from here by your RP)
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Mara pauses as she sees the strangers, looking to the others with her quickly. "We should proceed with caution. This is a common trick that I have seen when somone wants to lower the guard of others."
Mara is a human woman of average height and weight, seeming to be in her early to mid twenties. She has blonde hair with formerly blue eyes. Due to the pact she made with her patron she has a strange mark on the back of her hand and her eyes have turned a strange golden color due to being given dark vision. On her wrists she has bracer like golden tattoos.
"I'll 'ave to differ to ya on that one, Miss Mara. But-..." He looks back out and grimaces. "Someone aughta check it out. So, it mines as well be me." On that note, Rumble will stalk out into the open with his rendition of a assuaging, toothy grin unless someone stops him. "I'll meet'cha half-way. 'less you can't get your friend over here?" He calls out in turn as he cautiously approached the duo.
Rumble is an earth genasi judging by the metallic gunmetal black skin, pupilless orange eyes that faintly glow, and fissures stemming from them and few other open places on his body. He otherwise stands roughly over six feet tall, well built, and appears to either be in his late teens to early twenties. Due to a recent embrace of a wolf spirit, his canine and nails are sharp, ears pointed, and he is hairier than most of his kin. Though the hair still bears a similar metallic quality as his skin. His clothing is otherwise just as frayed as everyone else, though hints at a rustic background and missing sleeves. Lastly, his feet are bare, and both the longsword at his side and armor appear to be a little on the rusted side.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Killian sees the pair in the distance "I'll follow you out Rumble" He walks alongside his friend towards the couple. while walking can see one of them is badly wounded and prepares to get the potion of healing from his pouch.
Killian, A human man stands taller than the others at 6'-7", his hair is jet black short on the sides about 2 weeks since his last shave, his clothes resemble that of the others, but look a little snug due to his height. he carries two leather pouches over his shoulders in a criss-cross style along with a waterskin and holding a Staff. his skin is tanned and as you get closer the skin you can see is covered in tattoos of nautical nature in design with ships, compasses, sea creatures and the like.
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
While walking with Rumble towards the two, Killian says "so we got these two kids to look after and now it looks like we may be getting two more? hopefully, they have some skills that can be useful, but keep your guard up a little as Mara had said we don't know their intentions yet."
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
"Kids? That's funny. I don't remember picking up any goats." Rumble chuckles. "Oh I'm just mess'n with ya. But seriously. Just 'cause most folk are smaller than ya, doesn't automatically make'm kids." Rumble jests idly hoping to defuse some of the tension. ".... Thanks, by the way. Fer coming out here with me. Somethin' else Miss Mara rather spooked earlier. Not sure what. But we might have a bit more to keep our eyes out open fer." He says as he began looking around the area warily.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Leojym walks straight to the wounded man, "These people are in need of help. I am sure you can save me if they are somehow hiding an army in the sand." He places a hand on his chest allowing a healing energy to surge into him.
Cure wounds: 11 hit points
Leojym is tall for an elf (a little over 6'). For as tall as he is he seems fairly svelte. He has golden blonde hair, bronze skin and gold eyes. He appears youthful but not young which does not say a lot for an elf. He carries a shield and wears leather armor but does not seem to have a weapon on him.
Darnell watches the exchange from what he judges to be a safe distance. He does not say anything by way of introduction, occasionally scanning the surrounding area.
Darnell is a stout-looking halfling. He stands just under 3 feet tall and lacks the paunch of a stereotypical halfling. His brown clothes are plain and dirty; his left sleeve is missing. He has curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a plain face, which is quite dirty.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Thursday, says to Steve quietly, "Well, we've either found some friends or we've met our makers..."
"We mean no harm! We just need help! We had another with us... He was taken!" Thursday approaches the groups of people making sure her hands are visible holding them up slightly.
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
"Thank you for the healing. I am in your debt. My name is Steve. Seems you guys are in a bit better situation than us, but this place is still something else entirely. We just came from a building similar to the ones you just emerged from back in the opposite direction. There was smoke to the north, could be a fire, I don't know. Unless you guys already know where to go from here?"
5'10", 155 pounds human man. Tan skin, shaved head. Chiseled physique. 27 years old. Upper body covered in tattoos of various styles and worldly pursuits.
Steve (Level 1 Human Variant Monk) currently in LOST IN THE ENDLESS TOWER
"My name is Leojym Daqen, but you may call me Leo. Pleased to meet you Steve. We were sent here to find a settlement by the guardian of these young wards there." He gestures with an open palm to two elves. "However, I don't believe we have definite bearing on this settlement. Perhaps the smoke is the mark of civilization."
He turns to face the majority of his group while talking to the newcomers. "Allow me to introduce the rest of my compatriots. The aarakocra gentleman is named Dark, the halfling is called Darnell, the tall human is Killian, the young human woman there is Mara, the earth genasi man is called Mr. Rumble, the dwarf in the back is named Simmeat, and the two young elves are Gretta and Hallens."