After the Calwit leaves the group, Silvosh asks the others, "Since the room is so large, do you mind if I take a spot on the far wall between the beds? It would be the first time I actually slept inside an inn!"
Silvosh takes the time to cast an alarm ritual on the door and each window, designating her companions as people who won't set off the spell. She'll try to keep the incantations quiet so as to not wake the quick sleeping Abishai. Once that's done she'll settle down in the center of the east wall (assuming top is north), leaning her human torso against the wall.
It takes Aralia a while to fall asleep, as usual, but she eventually does. Nightmares of her shadowy encounter with the Balowang as a child are commonplace, along with ones about the whispers from her ring.
Abathax remains awake thanks to eating the fruit. Not sure why even6is in his bed.
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You all wind down and make preparations to head off to bed. For most of you, it's a carefree night, since the bar closes to customers at around 11, though for some of you, there are disturbances.
Silvosh:
Your sleep is restless to say the least. The magical vitality you inherited from the Primal Fruit swells in power as your body relaxes to rest, and you can feel it trying to overcome you with its sway and influence, attempting to bring you closer to the pure primal magic it is made of. The almost savagery of the magic is particularly agitated within your soul, and you have to struggle to fight back against it. Please make a Charisma Saving Throw.
Abathax:
Once the patrons of the tavern have left, and your party has feel asleep (most of them seeming quite calm in their slumber, aside from Aralia and Silvosh), you are left awake and in the quiet of the darkness. The countryside is particularly still at this time of night; not a creature stirs, and you could hear a pin drop. A few minutes after 11, once the last drunken stragglers have seemingly been banished from the tavern, you hear somebody pass through the hall outside, the soft jingle of coins and footfall coming past. The noise then stops as the person assumedly reaches the innkeeper's room, and you just catch that in between the creak of the hinge as they open the door and the slam as it closes, there seems to be the sound of descending feet on cold stone steps. The environment is silent again for nearly an hour, but then you hear the sound of the door opening once more, and the figure leaves for good, the sound of coins now absent.
Abathax wonders if he should investigate the innkeepers room by his own. But if there is anything there he'd rather not encounter it on his own. Calling upon the order of desolation is hard, but he is with a group now so he decided to wait till morning and discuss with the others.
So when the others wake up Abathax says
"so last night, when you all were asleep, I heard someone go into the inkeepers room with coins, returning without. But the interesting thing was. It sounded like the person went down steps behind the door."
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Silvosh is aligned with primal power and is used to dealing with it, bending it to do her will (cast spells). But this something else. She'd never had the primal power try to make her even more wild than she already was.
Wendell would have eaten his fruit, purely becuase he didn't want to pay for a bed and therefore didn't want to sleep. Overnight he spent the additional time awake in careful study of his spellbook to the extent that he was oblivious to what Abathax heard. Moreso, he was tucked carefully away in a corner so even Abathax didn't realise he was awake (which should mean that no prior post is contradicted)
Upon the new day starting (and this is an everyday thing) Wendell casts mage armour (from magic initiate feat so not a spell slot) as he gets ready to hunt the Balawang. The stairs is intriguing, the money less so, likely being the earnings from the tavern going to the owners personal safe, and Wendell is no thief. (he doesn't voice any of this yet though, preferring to see how others react)
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Abishai wakes as the dawn light begins to creep through the windows. He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes. He looks around to see the rest of the group stirring as well. As he slips his boots on...
"so last night, when you all were asleep, I heard someone go into the inkeepers room with coins, returning without. But the interesting thing was. It sounded like the person went down steps behind the door."
"So the Innkeeper stays in his basement. It's not surprising, really. I figured this establishment would have a basement to store sundries and keep them fresh longer. Perhaps we should go meet our patron Brimbul and ask him about this establishment along with our hunt. Surely, he would know more than us."
Abishai stands and gets ready to set out on a hunt for breakfast and then remembers the fruit portion he has stored. He pulls it out and eats it.
“Ssssomething fisssshy about the ownerssss room you ssssay?” Sliding to wake and stretching to his full ssroentine scale…
”do we hold pretensesssss and check it out tomorrow night? I don’t thinkssss they are running ofd anytime sssssoon”
"Personally, I would rather find better accommodations for tonight. This place was less than ideal and the tips last night, dreadful. Let's be off then shall we?" Abishai then opens the door to their room and waits for the group.
"Hm...I can't say I'm not curious. Keeping your coin in the cellar seems a bit odd. Still, we shouldn't keep our patron waiting too long." Aralia stretches a bit before heading for the door as well.
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Silvosh wakes a bit groggy from sleeping poorly. The after effects of the fruit making sleep difficult. "Hmm? Coin in celler odd you say? I wouldn't know, I don't spend enough time in buildings to know what is normal. But keeping money in the most secure place makes sense to me."
Before Wendell heads to sleep, he eats his portion of fruit, granting him 4 days of no needing to eat, sleep or drink, just as his spell indentified, though he also starts to experience the same dreamy, magical migraines as Abathax has, giving him disadvantage on Perception checks. Seems his spell couldn't pick up on any side affects of the magic within. Similarly, when Abishai wakes up, he eats his portion, and his skin starts to glow, not in the beauty sense (although that is likely true for him anyway) but literally, as he begins to shed bright light in a 5-foot radius and dim light for an additional 5 feet. [I think that's all the fruit portions eaten now!]
Silvosh:
You just, but only barely, manage to spiritually wrestle back the oncoming curse of the fruit during the night. The primal, bestial magic subsides and fades, leaving you drained, but okay.
As you head out, Calwit is behind the bar, shining the glasses on the rack, getting ready for another day of business. He smiles to you all and says 'I hope the room was satisfactory enough for you all, I appreciate your patronage! Enjoy our fair town and I hope to see you around again soon!' The time is currently 7 in the morning, bright and early, and Brimbul has told you to meet at his manor on the east side of town at 9, so you have a couple hours to spend exploring the town if you wish.
"what I mostly found interesting is that the person who helped is talked about a room behind a door, not about entrance to the basement. But i can see your points of at least talk to our patron first." Abathax reacts to the others comments.
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The dreams for disadvantage on perception throws Wendell off a bit, he's not sure how well he will cope with that for the next 4 days seeing as he already has some issue telling reality apart from premonitions (talking of which, I need to roll my new potent dice).
Rather than exploring the town, Wendell will aim just to get to Brimbul. He would rather do exploration when his vision is back to normal.
[[ OOC: I believe Abishai was holding onto one more portion of fruit for Aralia. ]]
After eating the fruit, Abishai feels an energy coursing through his veins, manifesting itself through his glowing skin. 'So this is what Ssha felt like,' he thinks to himself.
"Good morning Calwit. I presume breakfast is included in the cost of the bed rental. What's on the menu this morning?" Abishai, glowing with a radiant light, isn't hungry. He's seeking to provide his breakfast to anyone else in the group who is.
Abishai will then head to the town center and softly play his lute for people walking past. It will be soft enough not to anger anyone still sleeping but loud enough for anyone to hear within 50/75 feet or so. He's just looking to bring some joy to the city to start the day off right.
Upon leaving the inn, Aralia will perform the rituals for detect magic and comprehend languages, as well as cast false life (+10 temp HP) out of habit. She will look around town for anything out of the ordinary.
Perception: 8 -.-
She will also thank Abishai for the last piece of fruit and eat it for breakfast (assuming he does have one more). 5
After the Calwit leaves the group, Silvosh asks the others, "Since the room is so large, do you mind if I take a spot on the far wall between the beds? It would be the first time I actually slept inside an inn!"
Aralia smiles at seeing Silvosh so excited. "It's fine with me." She'd be worried if the centaur stayed too far from the rest of the group anyway.
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"I'm cool with that also," Abishai adds. "It would be best for us to stay together anyway." Abishai gives voice to Aralia's thoughts.
Abishai lays down on his bed and falls asleep within a few minutes. Gently snoring loud enough to annoy at least one person in the party.
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Silvosh takes the time to cast an alarm ritual on the door and each window, designating her companions as people who won't set off the spell. She'll try to keep the incantations quiet so as to not wake the quick sleeping Abishai. Once that's done she'll settle down in the center of the east wall (assuming top is north), leaning her human torso against the wall.
It takes Aralia a while to fall asleep, as usual, but she eventually does. Nightmares of her shadowy encounter with the Balowang as a child are commonplace, along with ones about the whispers from her ring.
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Abathax remains awake thanks to eating the fruit. Not sure why even6is in his bed.
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You all wind down and make preparations to head off to bed. For most of you, it's a carefree night, since the bar closes to customers at around 11, though for some of you, there are disturbances.
Silvosh:
Your sleep is restless to say the least. The magical vitality you inherited from the Primal Fruit swells in power as your body relaxes to rest, and you can feel it trying to overcome you with its sway and influence, attempting to bring you closer to the pure primal magic it is made of. The almost savagery of the magic is particularly agitated within your soul, and you have to struggle to fight back against it. Please make a Charisma Saving Throw.
Abathax:
Once the patrons of the tavern have left, and your party has feel asleep (most of them seeming quite calm in their slumber, aside from Aralia and Silvosh), you are left awake and in the quiet of the darkness. The countryside is particularly still at this time of night; not a creature stirs, and you could hear a pin drop. A few minutes after 11, once the last drunken stragglers have seemingly been banished from the tavern, you hear somebody pass through the hall outside, the soft jingle of coins and footfall coming past. The noise then stops as the person assumedly reaches the innkeeper's room, and you just catch that in between the creak of the hinge as they open the door and the slam as it closes, there seems to be the sound of descending feet on cold stone steps. The environment is silent again for nearly an hour, but then you hear the sound of the door opening once more, and the figure leaves for good, the sound of coins now absent.
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Abathax wonders if he should investigate the innkeepers room by his own. But if there is anything there he'd rather not encounter it on his own. Calling upon the order of desolation is hard, but he is with a group now so he decided to wait till morning and discuss with the others.
So when the others wake up Abathax says
"so last night, when you all were asleep, I heard someone go into the inkeepers room with coins, returning without. But the interesting thing was. It sounded like the person went down steps behind the door."
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Silvosh
CHA saving throw 15 (rolled on character sheet)
Silvosh is aligned with primal power and is used to dealing with it, bending it to do her will (cast spells). But this something else. She'd never had the primal power try to make her even more wild than she already was.
Wendell would have eaten his fruit, purely becuase he didn't want to pay for a bed and therefore didn't want to sleep. Overnight he spent the additional time awake in careful study of his spellbook to the extent that he was oblivious to what Abathax heard. Moreso, he was tucked carefully away in a corner so even Abathax didn't realise he was awake (which should mean that no prior post is contradicted)
Upon the new day starting (and this is an everyday thing) Wendell casts mage armour (from magic initiate feat so not a spell slot) as he gets ready to hunt the Balawang. The stairs is intriguing, the money less so, likely being the earnings from the tavern going to the owners personal safe, and Wendell is no thief. (he doesn't voice any of this yet though, preferring to see how others react)
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“Ssssomething fisssshy about the ownerssss room you ssssay?” Sliding to wake and stretching to his full ssroentine scale…
”do we hold pretensesssss and check it out tomorrow night? I don’t thinkssss they are running ofd anytime sssssoon”
Abishai wakes as the dawn light begins to creep through the windows. He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes. He looks around to see the rest of the group stirring as well. As he slips his boots on...
"So the Innkeeper stays in his basement. It's not surprising, really. I figured this establishment would have a basement to store sundries and keep them fresh longer. Perhaps we should go meet our patron Brimbul and ask him about this establishment along with our hunt. Surely, he would know more than us."
Abishai stands and gets ready to set out on a hunt for breakfast and then remembers the fruit portion he has stored. He pulls it out and eats it.
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"Personally, I would rather find better accommodations for tonight. This place was less than ideal and the tips last night, dreadful. Let's be off then shall we?" Abishai then opens the door to their room and waits for the group.
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"Hm...I can't say I'm not curious. Keeping your coin in the cellar seems a bit odd. Still, we shouldn't keep our patron waiting too long." Aralia stretches a bit before heading for the door as well.
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Silvosh wakes a bit groggy from sleeping poorly. The after effects of the fruit making sleep difficult. "Hmm? Coin in celler odd you say? I wouldn't know, I don't spend enough time in buildings to know what is normal. But keeping money in the most secure place makes sense to me."
Abishai agrees, "My thoughts exactly."
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Before Wendell heads to sleep, he eats his portion of fruit, granting him 4 days of no needing to eat, sleep or drink, just as his spell indentified, though he also starts to experience the same dreamy, magical migraines as Abathax has, giving him disadvantage on Perception checks. Seems his spell couldn't pick up on any side affects of the magic within. Similarly, when Abishai wakes up, he eats his portion, and his skin starts to glow, not in the beauty sense (although that is likely true for him anyway) but literally, as he begins to shed bright light in a 5-foot radius and dim light for an additional 5 feet. [I think that's all the fruit portions eaten now!]
Silvosh:
You just, but only barely, manage to spiritually wrestle back the oncoming curse of the fruit during the night. The primal, bestial magic subsides and fades, leaving you drained, but okay.
As you head out, Calwit is behind the bar, shining the glasses on the rack, getting ready for another day of business. He smiles to you all and says 'I hope the room was satisfactory enough for you all, I appreciate your patronage! Enjoy our fair town and I hope to see you around again soon!' The time is currently 7 in the morning, bright and early, and Brimbul has told you to meet at his manor on the east side of town at 9, so you have a couple hours to spend exploring the town if you wish.
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"what I mostly found interesting is that the person who helped is talked about a room behind a door, not about entrance to the basement. But i can see your points of at least talk to our patron first." Abathax reacts to the others comments.
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The dreams for disadvantage on perception throws Wendell off a bit, he's not sure how well he will cope with that for the next 4 days seeing as he already has some issue telling reality apart from premonitions (talking of which, I need to roll my new potent dice).
Rather than exploring the town, Wendell will aim just to get to Brimbul. He would rather do exploration when his vision is back to normal.
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[[ OOC: I believe Abishai was holding onto one more portion of fruit for Aralia. ]]
After eating the fruit, Abishai feels an energy coursing through his veins, manifesting itself through his glowing skin. 'So this is what Ssha felt like,' he thinks to himself.
"Good morning Calwit. I presume breakfast is included in the cost of the bed rental. What's on the menu this morning?" Abishai, glowing with a radiant light, isn't hungry. He's seeking to provide his breakfast to anyone else in the group who is.
Abishai will then head to the town center and softly play his lute for people walking past. It will be soft enough not to anger anyone still sleeping but loud enough for anyone to hear within 50/75 feet or so. He's just looking to bring some joy to the city to start the day off right.
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Upon leaving the inn, Aralia will perform the rituals for detect magic and comprehend languages, as well as cast false life (+10 temp HP) out of habit. She will look around town for anything out of the ordinary.
Perception: 8 -.-
She will also thank Abishai for the last piece of fruit and eat it for breakfast (assuming he does have one more). 5
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