Mmmn? Navi’s head tilts when she’d get a sense of being watched. When her eyes fall over the magnificent mare, they ping wide in awe and the little fairy starts vibrating in her excitement. Shwoop. With a fun flourish, Navi swoops away to bring herself closer to the mare. “Hi!” She feels her cheeks grow with warmth. “I’m Navi.” She gives a little wave. “You’re really pretty.” She coos and sways a little.
Faelan was about to answer Mr. Witch, when Flynn started to talk, or maybe he was actually singing, Faelan wasn't sure. "Yeahh... Ah suppose what mah buddy here said, is also the reason I am here as well."
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The mare seems to smile as Navi approaches and greets her. Then to the fairy's delight, the mare replies in a soft feminine voice:
As are you, little one. I am called Windsong. Are you enjoying the Carnival?
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Mr Light's eyes light up and his smile broadens unashamedly as Flynn launches into his first verse. He taps his foot and waves his golden weather-vane like a conductor's baton, absorbing every word like each is a bite of a sweet dessert. His smile wavers every so slightly as he hears of the heckler's antics, but is too engrossed in the song to be upset, and he occasionally glances over at Mr Witch, who listens impassively.
As the first verse concludes, Light turns to Witch and says: Bravo! Oh, I like this fellow! A candidate for Monarch, wouldn't you say? He then turns back eagerly as the second verse begins. However Mr Light's demeanor darkens noticeably as Flynn's second verse mentions something stolen, and especially at the mention of Hags. His foot stops tapping and his baton stops waving, and although the smile remains, it lacks the mirth from before. There is an uncomfortable silence, broken only by Faelan's confirmatory statement.
Finally Mr Light responds: I'm sorry for your loss, and as you clearly know, we are not responsible. Forces are at work on the other side that are entirely beyond our control.
Mr Witch then adds: The wheel of time turns ever on... what's lost is lost, what's gone is gone. You have my sympathies, but the risk of interfering is simply more than we are willing to consider.
Witch then glances at his pocket watch and nods silently to the waiting and watching Burly, before adding: Thank you for your visit, gentlemen. I'm afraid it's time for our Big Top Extravaganza, and we mustn't linger. Enjoy your evening, and I recommend the Snail Races. Good evening!
Both Mr Witch and Mr Light are now standing, with Burly at the door, and it is clear the meeting is over as far as they are concerned...
Faelan stands up, but this time with conviction. "Mista Witch and Mista Light. If y'all have a moment. Ah have been working in the Carnival for as long as ah can remembah. Ah hope ah have been a good worker all these time. Ah believe that ah also lost somethin' a very long time ago, and ah think ah finally found purpose for mah life. Y'all don't actually have to help us, but at the very least, can you tell us how to get to this 'other side'?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The little fairy blushes as she comes to smile. "Hi Windsong." After a bit of thought, she nods. "I am." She admits. But Navi also knew that things weren't all that they appeared, and not everyone was happy here. That did weigh on her little heart. She sways a little. "But what about you?" The fairy was curious about the mare's happiness.
Windsong: Are you enjoying the Carnival? Navi: I am. But what about you?
Windsong doesn't answer at first, but simply stares back at Navi. Perhaps she sees something in the fairy's wide, innocent eyes, but finally, with a sigh, the mare turns her face away, looks wistfully at nothing, and replies:
I was once, as were our two ringmasters. For many years we travelled the lands, bringing joy and wonder to countless others, and having the same returned to us. But now... Now, their happiness is as false as Thaco's painted smile - a front to cover a deep sadness. Their dream has been shattered by cruel fate, and now they cling to what little they have left, afraid to lose it, but refusing to accept that they are living a lie.
Windsong looks back at Navi, shaking her mane and apologising: Forgive me, I did not mean to dampen your mood. There is always hope! Perhaps one day Messers Witch and Light will find their courage, and be free of their oppressors, and the Carnival will once again reflect the joy that... Oh dear!
At this moment, Windsong cuts off as shouting starts to be heard from the owner's wagon.
Faelan, Flynn, Zeg:
Faelan's heartfelt and earnest plea certainly does not have the effect that the harengon intends. The tension that entered Mr Light's countenance during Flynn's second verse is no longer restrained by the favor won through his first verse, and he stands up, waving his golden weather-vane accusingly in Flynn's face. Mr Light screeches:
Aha! Now the conspiracy unfolds! That accursed kenku put you both up to this... no doubt bewitched you with her charms... used you to channel her beguiling sorcery at us... well, you can tell her we won't be tricked so easily! Now, take your poisoned honey-lyrics and depart!
My Light meanwhile bristles as he stands erect and looms darkly over Faelan, and in a deep scolding voice barks:
Shame on you, Faelan Cottontail! After all we have done... given you a home and a family... to now use that against us... playing on our sympathies... attempting to coerce us like so! Shame on you! Well I won't hustled by the likes of you. You're fired!
Mr Witch then glares through the open door at Burly. As one hand fidgets angrily with the pocket watch, the other points accusingly at the bugbear.
And you! You ungrateful beast! You plot to incite rebellion in the other staff too now, do you? Don't you dare EVER bring another interloper within this hedge again, or you'll be out too!
Thaco pushes past the quivering Burly, and with a scowl, attempts to grab Flynn by the front of his collar and drag him roughly out of the wagon. Even as he does so, Mr Light gestures animatedly at the clown and cries with a tone of melodrama:
Oh, don't eject them from the grounds, good Thaco. Let them remain until the finale, that the devious kenku can see her intrigues come to naught!
Flynn: Thaco is attempting to grapple you. Please make a contested check with either a Dexterity (Acrobatics) or Strength (Athletics) check. The DC is Thaco's Athletics check: 7
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Navi's light is soft as she listens to Windsong's share, appreciating the mare. She offers a warm smile. Her mood wasn't dampened. There was wisdom shared. Guidance. Direction. "Your honesty is welcomed, and does give me hope." She says sincerely before peeking over to the sudden shouting. The little fairy's head tilts.
"I should go before I get you in trouble." Navi looks back to the sweet mare. "Thank you Windsong." She reaches out to place a reassuring hand on her snoot. "I hope to bump into you again some day." Then with a flutter, she scoots.
Navi moves back in, making effort to remain hidden while keeping an eye on what was unfolding. If her friends needed help, she'd try to use the element of surprise, otherwise she'd aim to not be identified by them just yet.
"Hold on everyone!!" Faelan puts himself in front of Flynn. "We ain't got nothing with this Kenku. Ah swear! Them was the Unicorns. They told us to go to the other side, and look for the hags!" He looks at Mr. Light and Mr. Witch. "With all the years ah been working for the Carnival, you musta know that Faelan Cottontail ain't a liar!"
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Zeg continues to sit in his quiet spot, basically unseen as a tiny spider, watching and listening. His intent is to stay until his friends leave and listen in to anything the owners may say after the leave. If it gets close to an hour in this shape he will also leave by crawling out of the wagon so as not to return to his normal shape while in the wagon.
Thaco the clown slumps to the ground and immediately begins to snore loudly, with a few loose bubbles floating out of his mouth with each breath. At the sight of this retaliation, Mr Light shrieks in alarm at Flynn, and with cries of Knave! and Varlet! he points his golden weather-vane at the bard. A funny feeling washes over Flynn, and he senses that the magic of the rod is attempting to alter his physical form...
Flynn, make a DC 13 Wisdom save if you wish to resist the magic
Meanwhile, Mr Witch raises his voice to an all-out bellow as he towers threateningly over Faelan. I SAID OUT! GET OUT! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'VE LOST OR WHAT YOU'VE BEEN TOLD! MEDDLING IN PRISMEER WILL ONLY BRING RUIN ON US ALL! Never has poor Cottontail seen the Witchlight owners in such a state of agitation, and it is clear that their visit has struck a very sensitive nerve, causing them to act irrationally. It is clear to the desperate harengon that Mr Witch and Mr Light are currently beyond reasonable discussion, and in fact Mr Witch looks ready to physically eject Faelan from the wagon.
Zeg tucks himself safely into a corner to avoid being stepped on. Navi hovers nearby, out of view but able to observe Burly the bugbear, who is shaking with distress.
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Flynn fights the power of the spell, but it proves too strong for him. The last he remembers is the wagon expanding in size around him, with Witch, Light and Faelan growing to giant proportions, as black feathers sprout from his body...
Flynn: You have been polymorphed into a Raven. Your statistics, including mental ability scores, are replaced by Raven's statistics, but you retains your original alignment and personality. Zeg and Faelanare witnesses to Flynn's transformation into a raven...
The raven-that-was-Flynn finds itself flapping in frustration at the floor of the wagon. A juicy-looking spider hides in a nearby corner, although the raven is sure his sharp beak could retrieve it...
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
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Flynn looks at the owners in turn then starts to answer his voice quickly into a cadence following a sort of hidden melody.
The carnival so far, has been a delight. Tho I've only seen a portion.
We first went to the lost property tent. To visit the displacer beast who was charming.
But my favorite I would say was the mermaid who sang out. With a song of wonderous melody.
But a heckler called out. With a rough course shout. Which caused the mermaid dismay.
I took out bird pipes and found the tune. Which the mermaid joined quite easy.
But the voice called again causing to my chagrin. The mermaid fled the performance.
It almost ruined the night causing the mermaid such fright. The crowd became.rather moody.
I pulled out my pipes and played a tune so truly. The crowd joined in and mood lifted again before any became unruly.
his.voice lowers
This brings us to you and your second question too. Which I will answer fully.
You see I have been here before.when I was young and fool hardy.
Boundaries were crossed and something was lost. Or more to say was stolen.
A job I seek that is definitely true. But I also need some answers.
For to be the best for you and your business too. There is an issue that needs some solving.
There are Hags I seek. You know of who I speak. Have taken something so precious.
But not just from me I'm starting to believe. It's all of us from which they feed.
You would benefit as well if you surely would tell. Of where and how to find them.
Flynn stops suddenly looking at Mr. Light
Verse is to the tune of the "wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Mmmn? Navi’s head tilts when she’d get a sense of being watched. When her eyes fall over the magnificent mare, they ping wide in awe and the little fairy starts vibrating in her excitement. Shwoop. With a fun flourish, Navi swoops away to bring herself closer to the mare. “Hi!” She feels her cheeks grow with warmth. “I’m Navi.” She gives a little wave. “You’re really pretty.” She coos and sways a little.
just an unstable unicorn.
Faelan was about to answer Mr. Witch, when Flynn started to talk, or maybe he was actually singing, Faelan wasn't sure. "Yeahh... Ah suppose what mah buddy here said, is also the reason I am here as well."
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The mare seems to smile as Navi approaches and greets her. Then to the fairy's delight, the mare replies in a soft feminine voice:
As are you, little one. I am called Windsong. Are you enjoying the Carnival?
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Mr Light's eyes light up and his smile broadens unashamedly as Flynn launches into his first verse. He taps his foot and waves his golden weather-vane like a conductor's baton, absorbing every word like each is a bite of a sweet dessert. His smile wavers every so slightly as he hears of the heckler's antics, but is too engrossed in the song to be upset, and he occasionally glances over at Mr Witch, who listens impassively.
As the first verse concludes, Light turns to Witch and says: Bravo! Oh, I like this fellow! A candidate for Monarch, wouldn't you say? He then turns back eagerly as the second verse begins. However Mr Light's demeanor darkens noticeably as Flynn's second verse mentions something stolen, and especially at the mention of Hags. His foot stops tapping and his baton stops waving, and although the smile remains, it lacks the mirth from before. There is an uncomfortable silence, broken only by Faelan's confirmatory statement.
Finally Mr Light responds: I'm sorry for your loss, and as you clearly know, we are not responsible. Forces are at work on the other side that are entirely beyond our control.
Mr Witch then adds: The wheel of time turns ever on... what's lost is lost, what's gone is gone. You have my sympathies, but the risk of interfering is simply more than we are willing to consider.
Witch then glances at his pocket watch and nods silently to the waiting and watching Burly, before adding: Thank you for your visit, gentlemen. I'm afraid it's time for our Big Top Extravaganza, and we mustn't linger. Enjoy your evening, and I recommend the Snail Races. Good evening!
Both Mr Witch and Mr Light are now standing, with Burly at the door, and it is clear the meeting is over as far as they are concerned...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Faelan stands up, but this time with conviction. "Mista Witch and Mista Light. If y'all have a moment. Ah have been working in the Carnival for as long as ah can remembah. Ah hope ah have been a good worker all these time. Ah believe that ah also lost somethin' a very long time ago, and ah think ah finally found purpose for mah life. Y'all don't actually have to help us, but at the very least, can you tell us how to get to this 'other side'?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Faelan: please make a DC 25 Persuasion check.
(Would take a nat20. But not impossible.)
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Flynn would.like to give Faelin inspiration (d6)
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Sounds like the song inspired Faelan, so sure, go ahead.
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Persuasion: 7 + 2
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
(LOL. Not even close...)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The little fairy blushes as she comes to smile. "Hi Windsong." After a bit of thought, she nods. "I am." She admits. But Navi also knew that things weren't all that they appeared, and not everyone was happy here. That did weigh on her little heart. She sways a little. "But what about you?" The fairy was curious about the mare's happiness.
just an unstable unicorn.
Navi:
Windsong: Are you enjoying the Carnival?
Navi: I am. But what about you?
Windsong doesn't answer at first, but simply stares back at Navi. Perhaps she sees something in the fairy's wide, innocent eyes, but finally, with a sigh, the mare turns her face away, looks wistfully at nothing, and replies:
I was once, as were our two ringmasters. For many years we travelled the lands, bringing joy and wonder to countless others, and having the same returned to us. But now... Now, their happiness is as false as Thaco's painted smile - a front to cover a deep sadness. Their dream has been shattered by cruel fate, and now they cling to what little they have left, afraid to lose it, but refusing to accept that they are living a lie.
Windsong looks back at Navi, shaking her mane and apologising: Forgive me, I did not mean to dampen your mood. There is always hope! Perhaps one day Messers Witch and Light will find their courage, and be free of their oppressors, and the Carnival will once again reflect the joy that... Oh dear!
At this moment, Windsong cuts off as shouting starts to be heard from the owner's wagon.
Faelan, Flynn, Zeg:
Faelan's heartfelt and earnest plea certainly does not have the effect that the harengon intends. The tension that entered Mr Light's countenance during Flynn's second verse is no longer restrained by the favor won through his first verse, and he stands up, waving his golden weather-vane accusingly in Flynn's face. Mr Light screeches:
Aha! Now the conspiracy unfolds! That accursed kenku put you both up to this... no doubt bewitched you with her charms... used you to channel her beguiling sorcery at us... well, you can tell her we won't be tricked so easily! Now, take your poisoned honey-lyrics and depart!
My Light meanwhile bristles as he stands erect and looms darkly over Faelan, and in a deep scolding voice barks:
Shame on you, Faelan Cottontail! After all we have done... given you a home and a family... to now use that against us... playing on our sympathies... attempting to coerce us like so! Shame on you! Well I won't hustled by the likes of you. You're fired!
Mr Witch then glares through the open door at Burly. As one hand fidgets angrily with the pocket watch, the other points accusingly at the bugbear.
And you! You ungrateful beast! You plot to incite rebellion in the other staff too now, do you? Don't you dare EVER bring another interloper within this hedge again, or you'll be out too!
Thaco pushes past the quivering Burly, and with a scowl, attempts to grab Flynn by the front of his collar and drag him roughly out of the wagon. Even as he does so, Mr Light gestures animatedly at the clown and cries with a tone of melodrama:
Oh, don't eject them from the grounds, good Thaco. Let them remain until the finale, that the devious kenku can see her intrigues come to naught!
Flynn: Thaco is attempting to grapple you. Please make a contested check with either a Dexterity (Acrobatics) or Strength (Athletics) check. The DC is Thaco's Athletics check: 7
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Acrobatics: 14
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Twisting out of Thac0s grasp Flynn instinctively casts sleep
Hp affected 16
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Navi's light is soft as she listens to Windsong's share, appreciating the mare. She offers a warm smile. Her mood wasn't dampened. There was wisdom shared. Guidance. Direction. "Your honesty is welcomed, and does give me hope." She says sincerely before peeking over to the sudden shouting. The little fairy's head tilts.
"I should go before I get you in trouble." Navi looks back to the sweet mare. "Thank you Windsong." She reaches out to place a reassuring hand on her snoot. "I hope to bump into you again some day." Then with a flutter, she scoots.
Navi moves back in, making effort to remain hidden while keeping an eye on what was unfolding. If her friends needed help, she'd try to use the element of surprise, otherwise she'd aim to not be identified by them just yet.
just an unstable unicorn.
"Hold on everyone!!" Faelan puts himself in front of Flynn. "We ain't got nothing with this Kenku. Ah swear! Them was the Unicorns. They told us to go to the other side, and look for the hags!" He looks at Mr. Light and Mr. Witch. "With all the years ah been working for the Carnival, you musta know that Faelan Cottontail ain't a liar!"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Zeg continues to sit in his quiet spot, basically unseen as a tiny spider, watching and listening. His intent is to stay until his friends leave and listen in to anything the owners may say after the leave. If it gets close to an hour in this shape he will also leave by crawling out of the wagon so as not to return to his normal shape while in the wagon.
Thaco the clown slumps to the ground and immediately begins to snore loudly, with a few loose bubbles floating out of his mouth with each breath. At the sight of this retaliation, Mr Light shrieks in alarm at Flynn, and with cries of Knave! and Varlet! he points his golden weather-vane at the bard. A funny feeling washes over Flynn, and he senses that the magic of the rod is attempting to alter his physical form...
Flynn, make a DC 13 Wisdom save if you wish to resist the magic
Meanwhile, Mr Witch raises his voice to an all-out bellow as he towers threateningly over Faelan. I SAID OUT! GET OUT! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'VE LOST OR WHAT YOU'VE BEEN TOLD! MEDDLING IN PRISMEER WILL ONLY BRING RUIN ON US ALL! Never has poor Cottontail seen the Witchlight owners in such a state of agitation, and it is clear that their visit has struck a very sensitive nerve, causing them to act irrationally. It is clear to the desperate harengon that Mr Witch and Mr Light are currently beyond reasonable discussion, and in fact Mr Witch looks ready to physically eject Faelan from the wagon.
Zeg tucks himself safely into a corner to avoid being stepped on. Navi hovers nearby, out of view but able to observe Burly the bugbear, who is shaking with distress.
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Wis save: 3
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Flynn fights the power of the spell, but it proves too strong for him. The last he remembers is the wagon expanding in size around him, with Witch, Light and Faelan growing to giant proportions, as black feathers sprout from his body...
Flynn: You have been polymorphed into a Raven. Your statistics, including mental ability scores, are replaced by Raven's statistics, but you retains your original alignment and personality. Zeg and Faelan are witnesses to Flynn's transformation into a raven...
The raven-that-was-Flynn finds itself flapping in frustration at the floor of the wagon. A juicy-looking spider hides in a nearby corner, although the raven is sure his sharp beak could retrieve it...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?