He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
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When the door to Tulgi's house swings open, Vivith blinks away the tears that rise to her eyes as she's hit by the horrific odor. "Ugh, it smells like something died," she mutters, burying her nose in the crook of her arm.
Constitution Save: 20
Vivith tries to look through the open door without entering, scanning for a sense of the home's layout, furniture, occupants, and anything else of interest . . . or danger.
When the door to Tulgi's house swings open, Vivith blinks away the tears that rise to her eyes as she's hit by the horrific odor. "Ugh, it smells like something died," she mutters, burying her nose in the crook of her arm.
Constitution Save: 20
Vivith tries to look through the open door without entering, scanning for a sense of the home's layout, furniture, occupants, and anything else of interest . . . or danger.
Perception (Darkvision 60'): 24
The cramped, dark cabin might have been a cozy place where its owner lives. Now an unmade bed stands near a cold fireplace, its mantle hung with the head of a snarling white beast with grey horns. On the other side of the room, a small table strewn with dirty dishes and set with a dwarf-sized chair stands before two empty shelves whose contents are scattered across the floor: kitchen utensils, dried foodstuffs, adventuring gear, and a few books.
Avery stumbles a bit and turns around to retch. "What the- What is tha- BLECHHHHHHH"
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He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
As the door to Tulgi's house creaked inward, a wave of fetid air billowed out, hitting Kitsune with unexpected force. Her pale grey eyes widened, and she instinctively recoiled slightly, pressing a hand to her mouth. "By the Shadowfell..." she murmured, her usual composure momentarily cracking.
Even before fully crossing the threshold, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. She swayed, reaching out to steady herself against the doorframe. "Ugh..." she groaned softly, her vision swimming momentarily.
Despite the sudden onset of her own discomfort, her gaze flickered past the doorway, taking in the initial details Vivith had already observed: the cramped interior, the unmade bed, the strange head mounted above the fireplace. "The interior...it bears signs of disarray" she noted, her voice slightly strained. She then saw Avery's immediate and visceral reaction. "Avery...are you alright?" she asked, her concern evident despite her own growing nausea.
Avery shook her head, still dry heaving from the smell. "Wh-what the hell died in there!? Gods above it smells like a Tarasque's crap pit in there!" She wiped her mouth with a disgusted groan before adding, "Welp, I'm glad I didn't eat anything, otherwise that could've been messy."
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Avery looks around, still a bit dizzy from her dry heaving. "Damn, it's barren in here."
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He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Despite the lingering nausea, Kitsune moved carefully through Tulgi's disheveled home, her eyes methodically scanning the scattered belongings. She crouched by the overturned shelves, briefly examining the discarded items before moving towards the unmade bed and the unsettling fireplace. Following a narrow passage, she entered a small bedroom where the dwarf lay, apparently sleeping. Kitsune approached cautiously, observing the rise and fall of the dwarf's chest and the peaceful expression. "Asleep?" she murmured softly, her initial assessment tinged with uncertainty. "Or unconscious?"
Symptoms from the disease appear 1-4 days after coming into contact with it.
Death appears 3 days after symptoms appear.
OOC: Would our characters know/understand that we've been infected, and are on the express train to a quick and excruciatingly painful death in 4-7 days? Or, are we oblivious to that fact?
Symptoms from the disease appear 1-4 days after coming into contact with it.
Death appears 3 days after symptoms appear.
OOC: Would our characters know/understand that we've been infected, and are on the express train to a quick and excruciatingly painful death in 4-7 days? Or, are we oblivious to that fact?
You arrive at Tulgi’s house. When you open the door, there’s a nasty smell in the air.
roll Constitution saving throw.
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8 (7 + 1)
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
When the door to Tulgi's house swings open, Vivith blinks away the tears that rise to her eyes as she's hit by the horrific odor. "Ugh, it smells like something died," she mutters, burying her nose in the crook of her arm.
Constitution Save: 20
Vivith tries to look through the open door without entering, scanning for a sense of the home's layout, furniture, occupants, and anything else of interest . . . or danger.
Perception (Darkvision 60'): 24
As soon as you walk into the house, you start to get dizzy.
The cramped, dark cabin might have been a cozy place where its owner lives. Now an unmade bed stands near a cold fireplace, its mantle hung with the head of a snarling white beast with grey horns. On the other side of the room, a small table strewn with dirty dishes and set with a dwarf-sized chair stands before two empty shelves whose contents are scattered across the floor: kitchen utensils, dried foodstuffs, adventuring gear, and a few books.
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Avery stumbles a bit and turns around to retch. "What the- What is tha- BLECHHHHHHH"
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Oh well ok then.
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Kitsune's CON ST: 12
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
As the door to Tulgi's house creaked inward, a wave of fetid air billowed out, hitting Kitsune with unexpected force. Her pale grey eyes widened, and she instinctively recoiled slightly, pressing a hand to her mouth. "By the Shadowfell..." she murmured, her usual composure momentarily cracking.
Even before fully crossing the threshold, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. She swayed, reaching out to steady herself against the doorframe. "Ugh..." she groaned softly, her vision swimming momentarily.
Despite the sudden onset of her own discomfort, her gaze flickered past the doorway, taking in the initial details Vivith had already observed: the cramped interior, the unmade bed, the strange head mounted above the fireplace. "The interior...it bears signs of disarray" she noted, her voice slightly strained. She then saw Avery's immediate and visceral reaction. "Avery...are you alright?" she asked, her concern evident despite her own growing nausea.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Avery shook her head, still dry heaving from the smell. "Wh-what the hell died in there!? Gods above it smells like a Tarasque's crap pit in there!" She wiped her mouth with a disgusted groan before adding, "Welp, I'm glad I didn't eat anything, otherwise that could've been messy."
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Lavi walks in and is immediately hit with the smell
constitution save6
Lavis' sensitive nose works against her as she tries to keep from vomiting.
Lavis, Avery, Kitsune, You are infected.
Symptoms from the disease appear 1-4 days after coming into contact with it.
Death appears 3 days after symptoms appear.
You explore further into Tulgi’s house until you find a bedroom with a dwarf that appears to be sleeping.
Roll a Investigation Check.
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Investigation check: 7 (7 + 0)
Avery looks around, still a bit dizzy from her dry heaving. "Damn, it's barren in here."
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Kitsune's Investigation check: 19
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Despite the lingering nausea, Kitsune moved carefully through Tulgi's disheveled home, her eyes methodically scanning the scattered belongings. She crouched by the overturned shelves, briefly examining the discarded items before moving towards the unmade bed and the unsettling fireplace. Following a narrow passage, she entered a small bedroom where the dwarf lay, apparently sleeping. Kitsune approached cautiously, observing the rise and fall of the dwarf's chest and the peaceful expression. "Asleep?" she murmured softly, her initial assessment tinged with uncertainty. "Or unconscious?"
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
OOC: Would our characters know/understand that we've been infected, and are on the express train to a quick and excruciatingly painful death in 4-7 days? Or, are we oblivious to that fact?
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
OOC: Lavis' luck strikes again. Hopefully we find a cure before she becomes a ice sculpture.
Lavis investigates the bedroom. investigation check 9
*Oblivious*.
Kitsune, you discover that the body is indeed deceased
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