"Unfortunately the corridor branches off and continues, there is evidently more to explore before we can ascertain nothing more will come crawling down this way, you should perhaps come up here after all."Rasziel calls down to those below, not particularly keen on investigating these tunnels any further on his own.
(Rasziel would use his telekinesis to draw up any rope from below and hopefully find somewhere to telekinetically tie it up to allow the others and easier climb up the slope.)
"Hale and hearty, it seems, Mr. Raskin. Our sincere apologies for depriving you of the privilege of delivering the coup de grace." The wizard says, beaming with amusement as Don Jon appears to make a swift recovery.
Gray eyes scan his features, one hand tucked in the small of her back. Alisande eyes Sister Garaele and Lyra sceptically, leaning over to lower her voice."Are you quite sure his convalescence is complete? I hesitate to issue impugnments about his personal hygiene, having never met the gentleman before, but he seems inordinately... hirsute?"
When Rasziel extends Alisande the invitation to accompany the others on their investigations of the tunnels, she seems torn - hesitant to leave the suspiciously hairy Raskin alone with the clerics, yet anxious to join the exciting hunt for more carrion crawlers. If neither of the healers give her good reason to remain, Alisande begins removing the peculiar broom from her bag, rearranging the avalanche of tomes and scrolls stuffed within.
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"Unfortunately the corridor branches off and continues, there is evidently more to explore before we can ascertain nothing more will come crawling down this way, you should perhaps come up here after all." Rasziel calls down to those below, not particularly keen on investigating these tunnels any further on his own.
(Rasziel would use his telekinesis to draw up any rope from below and hopefully find somewhere to telekinetically tie it up to allow the others and easier climb up the slope.)
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Characters: Bryony Alderleaf (Phandelver and Below) ♦ Vesta Trevelyan (Vecna: Eve of Ruin) ♦ Ada Kendrick (Curse of Strahd) ♦ Gareth Blackwood (Dragon of Icespire Peak)
DM: Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus & Phandalin Adventures
(Meira Persuasion: 10)
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard ||
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Zephyros grabs some rope from his pack and waits for Raziel to telekinetically lift it up.
After Raziel secures the (actual) rope this time, Ironheart swiftly scales upward.
Athletics: 20
OOC- Rope?! Whoops! Guess I'd better learn to read...
Sorry!
"Hale and hearty, it seems, Mr. Raskin. Our sincere apologies for depriving you of the privilege of delivering the coup de grace." The wizard says, beaming with amusement as Don Jon appears to make a swift recovery.
Gray eyes scan his features, one hand tucked in the small of her back. Alisande eyes Sister Garaele and Lyra sceptically, leaning over to lower her voice. "Are you quite sure his convalescence is complete? I hesitate to issue impugnments about his personal hygiene, having never met the gentleman before, but he seems inordinately... hirsute?"
When Rasziel extends Alisande the invitation to accompany the others on their investigations of the tunnels, she seems torn - hesitant to leave the suspiciously hairy Raskin alone with the clerics, yet anxious to join the exciting hunt for more carrion crawlers. If neither of the healers give her good reason to remain, Alisande begins removing the peculiar broom from her bag, rearranging the avalanche of tomes and scrolls stuffed within.