"I<>have enough left<>in me to give us a <> safe place to rest<>whenever we<><>are ready"
Looking even more curiously at the book "Onwelror<> I would like to <> talk more about Jeralla<> and get your <> insights as it<>were. We can <> work to end her and<cough> your curse. And mayhap<> you know something about<> this dragonskull chest<>"
Utar watches the exchange between Raist and the book but manages to keep himself from peering over the elf's shoulder at the responses from the book. In only listening to Raist's half of the conversation, is Raist's wheezing becoming more frequent?
"Well, sounds like overall we have part of our plan. I'd still caution against remaining in the immediate area, however. But, seeing as the oxen can't exactly see in the dark, well... not like we got much choice. So, if you got that chest figured out, I say pop it open and relocate whatever's inside in Neya's bag. T'is my advice, anyhow. After that, we can get the wagon loaded, so that first thing tomorrow, we can head on out."Doozey casts a worried glance at Raist, if only due to sensing Utar's own concern for the elf. "'cept you. Prolly best ya just pop a squat somewhere 'till we're sorted. Or, if ya... if ya have in ya to weave yer spell, by all means do so, and get some rest early." Doozey suggests.
Once Raist weaves his spell and reveals its nature (at least to the party), Doozey and Biscuit yet opt to rest near but just outside the protection to watch out for the Oxen and Wagon alike, least any bold Grey Patriot thinks to linger and steal it in the night.
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(@Red: I'll leave it up to you to add details to Raist's condition here for @MB. Please elaborate on my first two sentences below as you see fit. For my two cents, I think his Nat20 deserves some good insight into Raist's health. )
Despite being close to the conversation between the wizard and the floating book, Utar focuses on Raist's health instead. The elf has been wheezing more intensely since the climax of the fight and the orc has noticed it.
Raist accepts the book's offering, packing it into his bag without much delay. By simply touching the book, Raist can feel its magic and understands that, should he attune to it (like you attune to any other magic item), the elf wizard is likely to receive a boon, a vote of confidence from Onwelror himself.
Doozey, Biscuit, and presumably Neya (?) are also nearby. The halfling is still focusing on the exit plan, which he now prefers to delay until the morning. At this point, Raist shares with the rest of the party what Onwelror has revealed about the chest and its trap.
Doozey takes one glance over at the Oxen, or at least their general direction before turning once more to Raist and shaking his head. "No can do. They'll need the night outside to realm their nervous, but the offer is 'preciated."He replied. A note of skepticism creaped into his visage upon finally noting the small door in Raist hands. But before he could ask what it was for, he takes a step back in surprising seeing the shimmering door and knew it to be no piddling conjuration once Raist stepped on into it.
"Huh, well I'll be." Still scratching his head, Doozey finally looks up and over to Utar. "Uhh, 'fore ya go disabling the trap, if'n ya think ya can get inside... whatever Raist created 'fore ya do, that'a probably be fer the best. 'cause ain't telling if Jerella might be try'na divine it." He cautioned but wouldn't begrudge Utar and Neya taking an alternative route to dealing with the chest. Either way, soon as it is dealt with, Doozey and Biscuit would start loaded up the wagon in preparation for tomorrow, and further silent ward(set for creatures halfling size or larger triggering it) the back-end area of the wagon. After which, Doozey snagged himself a couple of candy critters to snack on while he worked on how best to dump the contents of the stew over the cliff...
That, and unless there were any objections, he'd set up camp near the oxen, but not so close as to worry them overly much when Biscuit inevitably joined his side to rest for the night. Though as it was likely to just be the two of them after so long, the two fell into an old routine of sleeping in six hour shifts, with Biscuit taking first watch.
"If yer referring to those 'hounds', I can manage them well enough, so long as I get at least an hour's rest. But, yer welcome to stay outside with me if ya wish. Otherwise, don't stress it too much there Neya." Doozey assures Neya.
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Raist notices Utar's concern about his incessant wheezing and promises to explain it at a later time. The elf then spends the next minute or so conjuring a Extradimensional Mansion to serve as the group's safe space not only for the night but, potentially, for the next 24 hours.
Although impressed, Doozey politely refuses to go into the mansion, preferring to stay outside and stand guard over the oxen and the cart. He sets up his own precautions and prepares to either sleep or stand watch for the next 12 hours with Biscuit's help. Neya warns the halfling about other potential dangers but it seems Doozey is deciding to take the risk nonetheless.
One thing he doesn't want to stand watch over, however, is the trapped chest. Doozey suggests that Utar take it into the mansion with the rest of the party and open it up while protected from any scrying eyes.
(OOC: It sounds like we are inching forward towards disarming the chest's trap and then calling it a night with a long rest. Please let me know who is staying outside with Doozey, if anyone, and who is sleeping comfortably in the mansion. If trying to reveal the chest's contents, let me know how you go about disarming the trap. I am also looking forward to @Red's description of the mansion and of Raist's wheezing condition.)
Those passing through the doorway are surprised by a large well lit room. Walls of maple paneling and stone, a large lit stone fireplace in the center of.the back wall. A door on either side evenly.placed between the fire place and stairs going up to a landing where there are 3 oaken doors evenly spaced.
In the main room there are comfy chairs placed around a large table which appears set.for dinner. Four more chairs are.also set.around the fireplace. To the right there is.a large.open door passing Into what.looks like a stable. With troughs of fresh hay and water.
To the left through an open archway comes the smells of roasting meats and baking pies.
Raist is sitting in one of the chairs near the fire. You notice a mostly translucent being depositing a cup of the familiar smelling tea and a plate of.cheese and fruits on a small table near him.
Another grey/sliver ghostly figure bows at you as you enter and gestures towards the table and fireplace
Utar follows Raist's instructions regarding the chest. Getting close to the skull, he takes a deep breath and then tries to blow the green flames out as one might blow out the candles on a birthday cake. Failing that, Utar opens a canteen of water and tries to douse the flames. Failing that, he just shrugs and decides to tackle this problem in the morning.
Should the flames be extinguished, Utar will lift the chest and carry it through Raist's conjured doorway, otherwise the Orc just walks through himself.
Utar blows the flames on the dragon skull's eye socket like they were birthday candles and, perhaps surprisingly, the green flames simply go out. With the trap now disabled, Utar moves the chest out of the wagon. The magical runes on the outside of the wagon react, as if triggering the arcane trap set up around the chest but, without the flames in its eye sockets, nothing else seemingly happens apart from the runes on the wagon being enveloped in dimming shadows for a brief moment.
Utar then carries the chest into Raist's magical mansion and is faced with an astounding display of comfort. There is no apparent lock on the dragon chest. Does Utar open it in the relative safety of Raist's mansion?
Outside, Doozey and Biscuit set up for the night while Neya considers where to sleep tonight.
"Have a <><>seat wherever you like <><>these fine beings will <><>provide whatever nourishment <><>you desire. Just ask. The doors on <><>the second floor are bedrooms. The door to the right<>of the fireplace <><><>is a full bath area." Raist sips his tea.
Utar sets the chest down near the entrance door, then slumps down into one of the comfy chairs around the table. "Shall we eat? We can sort everything else out in the morning? Will it be morning? Is it morning now? After a sleep anyhow."
"I<>have enough left<>in me to give us a <> safe place to rest<>whenever we<><>are ready"
Looking even more curiously at the book "Onwelror<> I would like to <> talk more about Jeralla<> and get your <> insights as it<>were. We can <> work to end her and<cough> your curse. And mayhap<> you know something about<> this dragonskull chest<>"
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Raist has Onwelror's full attention now:
Onwelror then closes itself and turns slightly, making it easy for Raist to pick him up and stow him away.
Utar watches the exchange between Raist and the book but manages to keep himself from peering over the elf's shoulder at the responses from the book. In only listening to Raist's half of the conversation, is Raist's wheezing becoming more frequent?
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Raist takes the book and tucks it away in his pack
Yes
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"Well, sounds like overall we have part of our plan. I'd still caution against remaining in the immediate area, however. But, seeing as the oxen can't exactly see in the dark, well... not like we got much choice. So, if you got that chest figured out, I say pop it open and relocate whatever's inside in Neya's bag. T'is my advice, anyhow. After that, we can get the wagon loaded, so that first thing tomorrow, we can head on out." Doozey casts a worried glance at Raist, if only due to sensing Utar's own concern for the elf. "'cept you. Prolly best ya just pop a squat somewhere 'till we're sorted. Or, if ya... if ya have in ya to weave yer spell, by all means do so, and get some rest early." Doozey suggests.
Once Raist weaves his spell and reveals its nature (at least to the party), Doozey and Biscuit yet opt to rest near but just outside the protection to watch out for the Oxen and Wagon alike, least any bold Grey Patriot thinks to linger and steal it in the night.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(@Red: I'll leave it up to you to add details to Raist's condition here for @MB. Please elaborate on my first two sentences below as you see fit. For my two cents, I think his Nat20 deserves some good insight into Raist's health. )
Despite being close to the conversation between the wizard and the floating book, Utar focuses on Raist's health instead. The elf has been wheezing more intensely since the climax of the fight and the orc has noticed it.
Raist accepts the book's offering, packing it into his bag without much delay. By simply touching the book, Raist can feel its magic and understands that, should he attune to it (like you attune to any other magic item), the elf wizard is likely to receive a boon, a vote of confidence from Onwelror himself.
Doozey, Biscuit, and presumably Neya (?) are also nearby. The halfling is still focusing on the exit plan, which he now prefers to delay until the morning. At this point, Raist shares with the rest of the party what Onwelror has revealed about the chest and its trap.
After.explaining the trap
"This[pointing to throat] will go<><>away soon enough, then I <><> will explain.
Nodding to doozy he.moves to a space near the rock wall pulling a small door out of his pouch
"I believe the oxen<><>will fit<><>not sure on the cart"
Standing the door next to the wall and waving his hands in a mystical way. "AITREABH IONTACH"
mordenkainen's magnificent mansion
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A shimmering door appears 5ft wide 10ft high Raist opens it
"Enter<>as you can" and he walks through
Will describe what you see when you all enter 😀
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Doozey takes one glance over at the Oxen, or at least their general direction before turning once more to Raist and shaking his head. "No can do. They'll need the night outside to realm their nervous, but the offer is 'preciated." He replied. A note of skepticism creaped into his visage upon finally noting the small door in Raist hands. But before he could ask what it was for, he takes a step back in surprising seeing the shimmering door and knew it to be no piddling conjuration once Raist stepped on into it.
"Huh, well I'll be." Still scratching his head, Doozey finally looks up and over to Utar. "Uhh, 'fore ya go disabling the trap, if'n ya think ya can get inside... whatever Raist created 'fore ya do, that'a probably be fer the best. 'cause ain't telling if Jerella might be try'na divine it." He cautioned but wouldn't begrudge Utar and Neya taking an alternative route to dealing with the chest. Either way, soon as it is dealt with, Doozey and Biscuit would start loaded up the wagon in preparation for tomorrow, and further silent ward(set for creatures halfling size or larger triggering it) the back-end area of the wagon. After which, Doozey snagged himself a couple of candy critters to snack on while he worked on how best to dump the contents of the stew over the cliff...
That, and unless there were any objections, he'd set up camp near the oxen, but not so close as to worry them overly much when Biscuit inevitably joined his side to rest for the night. Though as it was likely to just be the two of them after so long, the two fell into an old routine of sleeping in six hour shifts, with Biscuit taking first watch.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Jeralla is not the only danger out here. Recall we have been beset by strange creatures at night, before."
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"If yer referring to those 'hounds', I can manage them well enough, so long as I get at least an hour's rest. But, yer welcome to stay outside with me if ya wish. Otherwise, don't stress it too much there Neya." Doozey assures Neya.
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Raist notices Utar's concern about his incessant wheezing and promises to explain it at a later time. The elf then spends the next minute or so conjuring a Extradimensional Mansion to serve as the group's safe space not only for the night but, potentially, for the next 24 hours.
Although impressed, Doozey politely refuses to go into the mansion, preferring to stay outside and stand guard over the oxen and the cart. He sets up his own precautions and prepares to either sleep or stand watch for the next 12 hours with Biscuit's help. Neya warns the halfling about other potential dangers but it seems Doozey is deciding to take the risk nonetheless.
One thing he doesn't want to stand watch over, however, is the trapped chest. Doozey suggests that Utar take it into the mansion with the rest of the party and open it up while protected from any scrying eyes.
(OOC: It sounds like we are inching forward towards disarming the chest's trap and then calling it a night with a long rest. Please let me know who is staying outside with Doozey, if anyone, and who is sleeping comfortably in the mansion. If trying to reveal the chest's contents, let me know how you go about disarming the trap. I am also looking forward to @Red's description of the mansion and of Raist's wheezing condition.)
Those passing through the doorway are surprised by a large well lit room. Walls of maple paneling and stone, a large lit stone fireplace in the center of.the back wall. A door on either side evenly.placed between the fire place and stairs going up to a landing where there are 3 oaken doors evenly spaced.
In the main room there are comfy chairs placed around a large table which appears set.for dinner. Four more chairs are.also set.around the fireplace. To the right there is.a large.open door passing Into what.looks like a stable. With troughs of fresh hay and water.
To the left through an open archway comes the smells of roasting meats and baking pies.
Raist is sitting in one of the chairs near the fire. You notice a mostly translucent being depositing a cup of the familiar smelling tea and a plate of.cheese and fruits on a small table near him.
Another grey/sliver ghostly figure bows at you as you enter and gestures towards the table and fireplace
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Utar follows Raist's instructions regarding the chest. Getting close to the skull, he takes a deep breath and then tries to blow the green flames out as one might blow out the candles on a birthday cake. Failing that, Utar opens a canteen of water and tries to douse the flames. Failing that, he just shrugs and decides to tackle this problem in the morning.
Should the flames be extinguished, Utar will lift the chest and carry it through Raist's conjured doorway, otherwise the Orc just walks through himself.
Utar blows the flames on the dragon skull's eye socket like they were birthday candles and, perhaps surprisingly, the green flames simply go out. With the trap now disabled, Utar moves the chest out of the wagon. The magical runes on the outside of the wagon react, as if triggering the arcane trap set up around the chest but, without the flames in its eye sockets, nothing else seemingly happens apart from the runes on the wagon being enveloped in dimming shadows for a brief moment.
Utar then carries the chest into Raist's magical mansion and is faced with an astounding display of comfort. There is no apparent lock on the dragon chest. Does Utar open it in the relative safety of Raist's mansion?
Outside, Doozey and Biscuit set up for the night while Neya considers where to sleep tonight.
Neya is curious about the magical housing and decides to spend the night in there.
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"Have a <><>seat wherever you like <><>these fine beings will <><>provide whatever nourishment <><>you desire. Just ask. The doors on <><>the second floor are bedrooms. The door to the right<>of the fireplace <><><>is a full bath area." Raist sips his tea.
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Neya joins Utar and Raist inside. The elf shares the layout of his mansion and invites those within to get comfortable for the night.
(OOC: Are you opening the chest now or are we ready for a long rest?)
Utar sets the chest down near the entrance door, then slumps down into one of the comfy chairs around the table. "Shall we eat? We can sort everything else out in the morning? Will it be morning? Is it morning now? After a sleep anyhow."
Raist chuckles. <>this.place is good for 24 hours. <><><>but I doubt we will sleep<><>for that long." Looking at the door <>"is Doozy coming?"
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