Following the others gestures of respect, Nean bows as well, one hand behind his back, the other lifting quickly lifting his hat. Since doing so has not been forbidden, however, Nean does not avert his eyes from the extraodinary sight and tries to appraise this socalled queen.
"A satyr you say? Dirty, hedonistic creatures they are. What was its name? What did it tell you of the Feywild?" She seems apathetic to your plight as she continues her interrogation.
Opsos is too busy thinking quickly to perceive anything. He replies immediately, "I believe the satyr's name was Ming, if I remember correctly?" Ospos looks at the others to confirm his memory...
Ospos shoots Franz a glare, then continues, "Finch, I suppose that sounds right. Ming must be the bartender that served us the nectar.... In any case your Majesty, Finch simply told us that we were in the Feywild, that crossing planes was illegal, and that we would be visited by the Opherani for our trespass. He also told us we should meet with the Everqueen. Hence why we were travelling towards your capital, your Majesty."
The Everquen's razor brow jumps up at the apparent confusion over the satyr's name. "Finch." As she says this, her eyes cut to one of the tiny fey that flutter near her, who catches the gaze and then buzzes off down another small passageway. "Very well. Is there anything in your possession that you've acquired since arriving here?" she asks with a bored tone.
Franz and Nean:
You notice that one of the people sitting near the queen looks very different than the rest of the fey. The woman is dressed in black and white robes, trimmed with silver, a contrast to the colorful vestments of everyone else. She appears to be a dark skinned human, but her features are incredibly beautiful, almost shifting as you inspect them, somehow suddenly more appealing than she was a second ago. There is also a slight metallic sheen to her skin.
"Your Majesty, we did stop by a curiosity shop and purchased many trinkets with the gems and gold from the dragon hoard. I myself did not find anything that interested me, but some of us do have potions and other items." Ospos looks to the others in his party.
Nean locks eyes with the outstanding stranger and decides to commit a stupidity. He inconspicuously tries tipping his hat again before he conveys his thoughts into the mind of the outstanding stranger.
"Excuse me, may i pay my compliments? I don't mean to disturb, i simply couldn't help but wonder who you might be."
"Your Majesty, I am a wizard in training, and I purchased some materials to help me with my training. A brazier, some herbs and incense, and some ink for spell scribing."
"By all means.". Her eyes train up and down Nean, then the rest of the group, as she hadn't been paying them much attention moments before. "My name is Avalokitesvara Narajuna, but you may call me Ava, if you decide to verbally address me, that is.".
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Insight: 16
The powerful fey's eyes narrow to slits as she inspects all of you. "Ugh, utterly unremarkable. I was hoping we'd have some dastardly interplanar criminal in our midsts, or maybe a lost demigod wandering the planes. As always, I find myself disappointed. Opherani, take them at once, I tire." She sits back in her throne and resumes being pampered by her attendants, as if none of you were there.
Opherani bows. "Of course, your majesty." Turning to you all he gestures with his head. "Come. Oh, Ava," he turns back to the figure standing out like a sore thumb from the fey nobles. "We still have no more information towards your mission, I fear your quarry is beyond the Feywild at this point. Why don't you head back to base with me?" the tone of his voice is that of a host implying that a houseguest has overstayed their welcome .
Franz, following Ospos lead, give a deep formal bow, when Ospos gives his.
Franz keeps his head slightly bowed making sure not to make eye contact.
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Dril bows and avoids eye contact, pretty anxious about his situation.
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Following the others gestures of respect, Nean bows as well, one hand behind his back, the other lifting quickly lifting his hat. Since doing so has not been forbidden, however, Nean does not avert his eyes from the extraodinary sight and tries to appraise this socalled queen.
"A satyr you say? Dirty, hedonistic creatures they are. What was its name? What did it tell you of the Feywild?" She seems apathetic to your plight as she continues her interrogation.
(everyone give me perception checks)
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
Perception check: 18
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Perception: 21
Perception: 5
Opsos is too busy thinking quickly to perceive anything. He replies immediately, "I believe the satyr's name was Ming, if I remember correctly?" Ospos looks at the others to confirm his memory...
Persuasion:10
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Franz gives Ospos a concerned look,
"I believe his name was Finch, actually."
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Ospos shoots Franz a glare, then continues, "Finch, I suppose that sounds right. Ming must be the bartender that served us the nectar.... In any case your Majesty, Finch simply told us that we were in the Feywild, that crossing planes was illegal, and that we would be visited by the Opherani for our trespass. He also told us we should meet with the Everqueen. Hence why we were travelling towards your capital, your Majesty."
The Everquen's razor brow jumps up at the apparent confusion over the satyr's name. "Finch." As she says this, her eyes cut to one of the tiny fey that flutter near her, who catches the gaze and then buzzes off down another small passageway. "Very well. Is there anything in your possession that you've acquired since arriving here?" she asks with a bored tone.
Franz and Nean:
You notice that one of the people sitting near the queen looks very different than the rest of the fey. The woman is dressed in black and white robes, trimmed with silver, a contrast to the colorful vestments of everyone else. She appears to be a dark skinned human, but her features are incredibly beautiful, almost shifting as you inspect them, somehow suddenly more appealing than she was a second ago. There is also a slight metallic sheen to her skin.
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
"Your Majesty, we did stop by a curiosity shop and purchased many trinkets with the gems and gold from the dragon hoard. I myself did not find anything that interested me, but some of us do have potions and other items." Ospos looks to the others in his party.
Nean locks eyes with the outstanding stranger and decides to commit a stupidity. He inconspicuously tries tipping his hat again before he conveys his thoughts into the mind of the outstanding stranger.
"Excuse me, may i pay my compliments? I don't mean to disturb, i simply couldn't help but wonder who you might be."
Franz bows again,
"Your Majesty, I am a wizard in training, and I purchased some materials to help me with my training. A brazier, some herbs and incense, and some ink for spell scribing."
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
(I need a deception check from Ospos and Franz, you can use the higher of your scores like we did before)
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
"By all means.". Her eyes train up and down Nean, then the rest of the group, as she hadn't been paying them much attention moments before. "My name is Avalokitesvara Narajuna, but you may call me Ava, if you decide to verbally address me, that is.".
Deception check: 17
David Gearlock | Human | Artificer | Revenge Heist
Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Ospos Deception: 9
Insight: 16
The powerful fey's eyes narrow to slits as she inspects all of you. "Ugh, utterly unremarkable. I was hoping we'd have some dastardly interplanar criminal in our midsts, or maybe a lost demigod wandering the planes. As always, I find myself disappointed. Opherani, take them at once, I tire." She sits back in her throne and resumes being pampered by her attendants, as if none of you were there.
Opherani bows. "Of course, your majesty." Turning to you all he gestures with his head. "Come. Oh, Ava," he turns back to the figure standing out like a sore thumb from the fey nobles. "We still have no more information towards your mission, I fear your quarry is beyond the Feywild at this point. Why don't you head back to base with me?" the tone of his voice is that of a host implying that a houseguest has overstayed their welcome .
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger