"Hmm, hospitality is much appreciated." Karra replies. "Follower of dead tyrant, very disturbing. If single man took all of them down, very powerful, very dangerous..." He seems to contemplate this for a moment. "Will speak to them when awake. Tell them of your kindness, yes?"
Gasps eyes groggily open. He lays there for a moment, letting everything come back into focus. Finally, he sits up and lets out a raspy sort of trill as he takes a look around. Well, it doesn't look like any of them are dead, at least. What in the hells was that? Who were those other adventurers? As Gasp dives into trying to wrap his mind around the things that just happened, his head begins to pound and his vision goes a little blurry again. Ugh...best to leave it alone for now.
Hatt is dreaming a surprisingly pleasant dream, given the circumstances. He's attending his brother Nort's wedding, and Nort is marrying a large frothy flagon of mead, which everyone in the family agrees is a very suitable match. Hatt has just been invited to dance by a very fetching hobgoblin who has been making eyes at him all afternoon, but she insists on dancing a romantic waltz while everyone else is doing a conga. It takes Hatt quite a lot of effort to keep to the beat of the dance while dodging the vicious kicks of the conga line, but he's managing and having quite a lovely time.
Crispy wakes up like she always does, startled and violent.
"BAAA!" She jolts awake, flailing, "WHAT THE HELL?!"
She looks around angrily. Then it dawns on her. "I'm alive. I'm..OW." She rubs the back of her head where she hit the tree.
She begins to get up. "Where is that son of a motherless whore?? What magic trickery was THAT." She looks around and sees mostly everyone beat up in beds. "Wait. He beat up almost ALL of us??" she makes an exasperated sigh, and begins to calm down.
She tries to focus and gets out of bed, muttering obscenities. She takes a small box out of her pack, opens it, takes a small pill inside, and swallows it. In a moment, the pain is gone, and the focus returns. She looks over everyone to see if they're also ok.
The dance comes to an end, and Hatt bows formally to his partner, except that in mid-bow he hears a deafening cry of "BAAA! WHAT THE HELL?!". He rises with a start, and his hobgoblin dancing partner has been replaced by an angry human woman with glowing red eyes and who appears to be wearing armour made entirely of daggers and severed heads. Hatt blinks, startled, and wakes up.
"Hmm... You're awake."Karra says, getting up from his seat in the corner. "Yes, you all found unconscious in street. Brought here to recover, yes? Glad you all alive." Karra lightly kicks the chest in the room. "Payment in here. Not opened yet, waited until everyone is up. Man cross that you didn't listen to him, but not mean. Brought you here to recover, yes?"
Karra nods. "Yes, saw statue they took item from. Signs of old cult to tyrant long ago, called Cevisas. Left this blade in grasp of statue, yes?" Karra unsheathes a sword (sword type TBC) which has a ruby pommel. "Think, maybe if they not want this it something that against cult, yes? Blade named Flare in dwarven, methinks."
DM:
Since Karra had to wait during that time, he would attempt to attune to the weapon to maybe discern its properties.
I think we're already awakesays Hatt, getting clumsily up from the bed in his full armour. I just think I want to check I've understood this all correctly. He frowns, thinks for a moment, and then speaks again. The cloaked one and the armoured man - the Mysterious Two? - they were travelling with hobgoblins, right? And we saw that hobgoblins were commanding the goblins in the mine, ordering them to work. So this whole thing was a deception - it was staged from the start? The Mysterious Two sent the goblins into the mine in the first place, to create a pretext for them to enter so they could reach this crypt and find this weapon. Their plan was for the overseer to send for help, and then they would answer that call, and gain access to the mine. Have I got this right?
"Hmm, right now, not strong enough to stand up to, yes?" Karra says. "For now, worry about own merits. Done job, got paid." Karra taps the lid of the chest. "Means successful. No need to put downer by powerful man doing bad things. Maybe in future, we get strong enough to take down."
While unconscious Ashley is plagued by the nightmare of that first failure . After a time the nightmare forces her awake. With a scream of NO!!!!! she jolts up. Breathing heavily, her eyes heavy and her cheeks stained with tears, Ashley begins to notice where she is and who is around her. Wha..what happened ?
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Karra nods. "Yes, saw statue they took item from. Signs of old cult to tyrant long ago, called Cevisas. Left this blade in grasp of statue, yes?" Karra unsheathes a sword (sword type TBC) which has a ruby pommel. "Think, maybe if they not want this it something that against cult, yes? Blade named Flare in dwarven, methinks."
DM:
Since Karra had to wait during that time, he would attempt to attune to the weapon to maybe discern its properties.
(Yup, you are attuned to the item and you are capable of using its magic.)
Calming her herself and getting her breathing under control Ashley replies. I'll be fine. Just a long forgotten memory forced violently to the surface.
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Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
”I know what you mean. I have those almost every night.” Trying to lighten the mood, Crispy takes her hand. “Here, look, I want to show you something. Im not sure If they taught you stuff like this back then..”
Crispy takes her hand and shows her how to communicate without speaking, showing her basic words and phrases. She gets her to copy the hand movements and explains what they mean. When theyre done she smiles, and say, “Sorry im a little rough around the edges sometimes. That fight was mostly my fault. Maybe I can make it up to you. Buy you a drink sometime, or something..?”
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"Hmm, hospitality is much appreciated." Karra replies. "Follower of dead tyrant, very disturbing. If single man took all of them down, very powerful, very dangerous..." He seems to contemplate this for a moment. "Will speak to them when awake. Tell them of your kindness, yes?"
Hit Dice x 3: 23
Rolling up additional HP for lvl 4: 8
Gasps eyes groggily open. He lays there for a moment, letting everything come back into focus. Finally, he sits up and lets out a raspy sort of trill as he takes a look around. Well, it doesn't look like any of them are dead, at least. What in the hells was that? Who were those other adventurers? As Gasp dives into trying to wrap his mind around the things that just happened, his head begins to pound and his vision goes a little blurry again. Ugh...best to leave it alone for now.
Hatt is dreaming a surprisingly pleasant dream, given the circumstances. He's attending his brother Nort's wedding, and Nort is marrying a large frothy flagon of mead, which everyone in the family agrees is a very suitable match. Hatt has just been invited to dance by a very fetching hobgoblin who has been making eyes at him all afternoon, but she insists on dancing a romantic waltz while everyone else is doing a conga. It takes Hatt quite a lot of effort to keep to the beat of the dance while dodging the vicious kicks of the conga line, but he's managing and having quite a lovely time.
Hit Dice rolls: 19
Bennett dreams of his childhood home, his parents, and his time in the military. He awakes and just quietly groans and sits up in the bed.
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Crispy wakes up like she always does, startled and violent.
"BAAA!" She jolts awake, flailing, "WHAT THE HELL?!"
She looks around angrily. Then it dawns on her. "I'm alive. I'm..OW." She rubs the back of her head where she hit the tree.
She begins to get up. "Where is that son of a motherless whore?? What magic trickery was THAT." She looks around and sees mostly everyone beat up in beds. "Wait. He beat up almost ALL of us??" she makes an exasperated sigh, and begins to calm down.
She tries to focus and gets out of bed, muttering obscenities. She takes a small box out of her pack, opens it, takes a small pill inside, and swallows it. In a moment, the pain is gone, and the focus returns. She looks over everyone to see if they're also ok.
The dance comes to an end, and Hatt bows formally to his partner, except that in mid-bow he hears a deafening cry of "BAAA! WHAT THE HELL?!". He rises with a start, and his hobgoblin dancing partner has been replaced by an angry human woman with glowing red eyes and who appears to be wearing armour made entirely of daggers and severed heads. Hatt blinks, startled, and wakes up.
Gasp is so startled from Crispy's uh...awakening...that he just lets out a series of loud caws instead of actually mimicking her.
”Sorry. I dont sleep very peacefully.” She says, gathering up her things.
"Hmm... You're awake." Karra says, getting up from his seat in the corner. "Yes, you all found unconscious in street. Brought here to recover, yes? Glad you all alive." Karra lightly kicks the chest in the room. "Payment in here. Not opened yet, waited until everyone is up. Man cross that you didn't listen to him, but not mean. Brought you here to recover, yes?"
”Ah, good, we got paid. I don’t care that he’s cross. I was right. That bunch is not good news. I could tell right away.”
Karra nods. "Yes, saw statue they took item from. Signs of old cult to tyrant long ago, called Cevisas. Left this blade in grasp of statue, yes?" Karra unsheathes a sword (sword type TBC) which has a ruby pommel. "Think, maybe if they not want this it something that against cult, yes? Blade named Flare in dwarven, methinks."
DM:
Since Karra had to wait during that time, he would attempt to attune to the weapon to maybe discern its properties.
“Hmm. Yes, that’s not good. Rgh. Bastards. We should tell the others once they all wake. I am glad everyone is ok.”
I think we're already awake says Hatt, getting clumsily up from the bed in his full armour. I just think I want to check I've understood this all correctly. He frowns, thinks for a moment, and then speaks again. The cloaked one and the armoured man - the Mysterious Two? - they were travelling with hobgoblins, right? And we saw that hobgoblins were commanding the goblins in the mine, ordering them to work. So this whole thing was a deception - it was staged from the start? The Mysterious Two sent the goblins into the mine in the first place, to create a pretext for them to enter so they could reach this crypt and find this weapon. Their plan was for the overseer to send for help, and then they would answer that call, and gain access to the mine. Have I got this right?
"Hmm, right now, not strong enough to stand up to, yes?" Karra says. "For now, worry about own merits. Done job, got paid." Karra taps the lid of the chest. "Means successful. No need to put downer by powerful man doing bad things. Maybe in future, we get strong enough to take down."
While unconscious Ashley is plagued by the nightmare of that first failure . After a time the nightmare forces her awake. With a scream of NO!!!!! she jolts up. Breathing heavily, her eyes heavy and her cheeks stained with tears, Ashley begins to notice where she is and who is around her. Wha..what happened ?
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
Knowing what its like to wake up from nightmares, Crispy notices Ashley is awake and sits next to her.
”Hey,” she says calmly. “Its ok. We‘re here. Are you alright?”
(Yup, you are attuned to the item and you are capable of using its magic.)
Calming her herself and getting her breathing under control Ashley replies. I'll be fine. Just a long forgotten memory forced violently to the surface.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
”I know what you mean. I have those almost every night.” Trying to lighten the mood, Crispy takes her hand. “Here, look, I want to show you something. Im not sure If they taught you stuff like this back then..”
Crispy takes her hand and shows her how to communicate without speaking, showing her basic words and phrases. She gets her to copy the hand movements and explains what they mean. When theyre done she smiles, and say, “Sorry im a little rough around the edges sometimes. That fight was mostly my fault. Maybe I can make it up to you. Buy you a drink sometime, or something..?”