"Then we would know," Thromkor says with triumph in his voice, "that the rumors of you being an arch-lich must be false since you were keeping prisoners in your dungeon!"
The voice says “I would be wary of making false accusations if I were you!”The figure starts to turn and it looks somewhat like this
The figure says “you know that only children and fools go off half-cocked. You’re all children as far as I am concerned, the question is are you fools as well?”
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Cole pushes his way through the crowd that has been standing still for a while now. “Hey guys what’s the hold up? Oh hello there sir, could you kindly point us to the way out of here so we may leave? We have to get these people to safety and then come back to find their missing friends. Would you be able to assist us?”
14 persuasion
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Rockcrusher lvl 2 Goliath Barbarian Horde of the Dragon Queen
Taggart lvl 6 Air Genasi Blood Hunter Tomb of Annihilation
Shadow lvl 3 variant feral tiefling rogue Shackled City
As everyone follows Cole back down the stairs, Thromkor stands his ground ... or more, stands in confusion. "'Back down the steps first door on the left'? What kind of ... what are ... what is going on here? Are you or are you not aware that this crowd was being held hostage in your dungeon?!" In the dragonborn's anger and frustration, bits of sleet fly from his mouth unbidden.
In very calm measured tones, which are the complete antithesis of Thromkor's, the figure says "and this is my problem, or should be of interest, to me precisely why?"
"You should be more precise in your use of language!" the figure says."This room is most definitely my domain. The rest - well that is open to interpretation!" it finishes with.
Thromkor gives Bruldenthar a quick glance and then turns back to stare again at the individual's back. "Do you have a name you are called now?"he asks in a very measured tone of voice.
Tibold shakes his head, covering his keyboard with one hand to prevent the spectral hand from touching it..
"Shouldn't sit in someone's place if you don't even know their name!" he says, staring intently at the figure.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Thromkor looks at Bruldenthar and asks not quietly at all, "This couldn't be ... Renwick?"
Without turning around the figure, or at least it appears that where the voice comes from, says "and if it was?"
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"Then we would know," Thromkor says with triumph in his voice, "that the rumors of you being an arch-lich must be false since you were keeping prisoners in your dungeon!"
The voice says “I would be wary of making false accusations if I were you!” The figure starts to turn and it looks somewhat like this
The figure says “you know that only children and fools go off half-cocked. You’re all children as far as I am concerned, the question is are you fools as well?”
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Cole pushes his way through the crowd that has been standing still for a while now. “Hey guys what’s the hold up? Oh hello there sir, could you kindly point us to the way out of here so we may leave? We have to get these people to safety and then come back to find their missing friends. Would you be able to assist us?”
14 persuasion
Rockcrusher lvl 2 Goliath Barbarian Horde of the Dragon Queen
Taggart lvl 6 Air Genasi Blood Hunter Tomb of Annihilation
Shadow lvl 3 variant feral tiefling rogue Shackled City
“Back down the steps first door on the left” the figure says.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
“Thank you very much sir! Common everyone we have been standing around for too long, let’s go.”
Cole will go back downstairs weaving through the people and go to check the door on the left as the Man said.
Rockcrusher lvl 2 Goliath Barbarian Horde of the Dragon Queen
Taggart lvl 6 Air Genasi Blood Hunter Tomb of Annihilation
Shadow lvl 3 variant feral tiefling rogue Shackled City
The door is a wooden door, reinforced with iron bands, that opens inwards. It is also locked.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
As everyone follows Cole back down the stairs, Thromkor stands his ground ... or more, stands in confusion. "'Back down the steps first door on the left'? What kind of ... what are ... what is going on here? Are you or are you not aware that this crowd was being held hostage in your dungeon?!" In the dragonborn's anger and frustration, bits of sleet fly from his mouth unbidden.
In very calm measured tones, which are the complete antithesis of Thromkor's, the figure says "and this is my problem, or should be of interest, to me precisely why?"
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"Is this your domain?!" Thromkor continues.
"You should be more precise in your use of language!" the figure says. "This room is most definitely my domain. The rest - well that is open to interpretation!" it finishes with.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Cole attempte to use the keys he collected earlier to unlock the door
Rockcrusher lvl 2 Goliath Barbarian Horde of the Dragon Queen
Taggart lvl 6 Air Genasi Blood Hunter Tomb of Annihilation
Shadow lvl 3 variant feral tiefling rogue Shackled City
Thromkor looks to be about to explode, but he calms himself with a few deep breaths. Finally, he asks in a somewhat even tone, "Are you Renwick?"
Tibold grunts.
"Nice of him to unlock it or something," he mutters to Cole.
And that's all I have to say about that.
"Renwick?" the figure says. "Yes I believe I was once called that - but it is a long time since I've heard that name!"
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Thromkor gives Bruldenthar a quick glance and then turns back to stare again at the individual's back. "Do you have a name you are called now?" he asks in a very measured tone of voice.
“Renwick will do” the figure says.
OOC: he is facing you all - see post 652
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Thromkor seems to have switched gears. "What is this place, Renwick?"