“Found another body!” Sacha yells to her companions, “It’s a dark elf! With red . . . eyes.”
Sacha hesitates upon seeing the Drow’s red eyes. Lolthsworn are bad news. Growing up, she heard stories of Drow raiders feeding Wood Elf children to their pet spiders. Worried that disturbing the body might somehow summon more drow or invoke the wrath of Lolth, she leaves the body.
“Maybe this Drow was a member of a raiding party? Could it have attacked this group? This Orc must have died pretty recently. I don’t see signs of scavenging.”
“What a waste,” Sacha shakes her head, “All lives are precious. We should clear the road and figure out what to do with the bodies.”
OOC: If no one else wants the chain shirt, Sacha would take it. It would increase her AC by 1.
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Ylis pushes half of the rings towards Ayo with a stick. She shrugs, "The owner doesn't need them anymore and well, if they are for all of us then..." She shrugs again. The blood on the rings grosses her out. She wishes there was a way to magic them clean.
She takes a used ration wrapper and nudges the rings onto it before tying it up. That'll do for now. "Self! Remember to clean the rings!"
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"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
Jacaranda watched Sacha as she moved confidently around the ambush site, they were both Children of the Green but Saschas northern home seemed so much harsher than her own...though she knew the jungle had dangers of its own.
" If everyone has collected the weapons, armour and treasure they require we should move on before our screaming friend gets too curious."
Maggie approaches the group. “Pardon my interruption, but might I inquire if anyone here harbors intentions concerning the axe or the war hammer? These formidable tools of devastation are exceptionally suited for an individual of my stature, and it would be remiss of me not to express my interest should the champions show no inclination towards them.”
Morgan glances at the imposing ogre, with a smile. He gestures as if to say "suit yourself," while his eyes scan the area around the wagon, searching for any signs of the attackers or... anything still watching.
"What attacked these people might be waiting for us up the road," he says. "I agree with Jacaranda, we should move. I’d hate for us to become the next looting stop for the wagon behind us."
Maggie easily rights the chest with one massive hand. Irvan looks to Ylis and confidently unfurls his thieve’s tools. In half a minute the chest is open and Irvan looks to Ylis for approval, a proud grin across his face.
The chest is opened and inside is a bag of gems, a sleeve of 20 gold bars (valued at 10 gold each), and a rather large bag of gold (683). Also inside is a decorative dagger, an ornate rapier, and two changes of very fine clothes.
Ylis recognizes a crest on the bag of gold. It matches a strange patch on the shoulder of the fine satin jacket she tied to her staff like a banner: a silver rose wreathed in green vines and strange red crystals.
“Where are you from again, Morgan?” Sacha asks, pulling the Orc’s body further from the road and double checking the pockets. While working she notices the gold and stares in awe. She had never seen so much in all her years on Exandria. After taking a second, she starts to drag the wagon off the road.
“Because I’m sure you know the protocol for this situation better than I. How should we dispose of the bodies? We’re not near a farm and don’t have time, so we can’t do my people’s burial rites. And I’d rather not touch the drow.”
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The chest is opened and inside is a bag of gems, a sleeve of 20 gold bars (valued at 10 gold each), and a rather large bag of gold (683). Also inside is a decorative dagger, an ornate rapier, and two changes of very fine clothes.
Ylis recognizes a crest on the bag of gold. It matches a strange patch on the shoulder of the fine satin jacket she tied to her staff like a banner: a silver rose wreathed in green vines and strange red crystals.
"You know we're pretty broke and probably still owe a bit to that horse dude. BUT! That symbol on the bag matches this one," she points to the jacket on her staff. "Whoever lost their jacket probably owns the money.
.... "Aw man, maybe one of these dudes is the owner of the jacket." After thinking for a bit she says, "Maybe we can keep the jacket and the money together until we find somebody that actually owns the money." She looks at the others. "We can split up the other things equally, I don't know if any of the Fellowship use fancy stickers like those." indicating the weapons.
Ylis then pokes her fingers in the bag of gems and counts them.
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-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
Hello. I'm new to this and I just noticed that you made a lot of posts and I was wondering if you could give me some pointers. I've always wanted to play D&D I just didn't know how to. So, when you get time it will be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
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“Found another body!” Sacha yells to her companions, “It’s a dark elf! With red . . . eyes.”
Sacha hesitates upon seeing the Drow’s red eyes. Lolthsworn are bad news. Growing up, she heard stories of Drow raiders feeding Wood Elf children to their pet spiders. Worried that disturbing the body might somehow summon more drow or invoke the wrath of Lolth, she leaves the body.
“Maybe this Drow was a member of a raiding party? Could it have attacked this group? This Orc must have died pretty recently. I don’t see signs of scavenging.”
“What a waste,” Sacha shakes her head, “All lives are precious. We should clear the road and figure out what to do with the bodies.”
OOC: If no one else wants the chain shirt, Sacha would take it. It would increase her AC by 1.
Please check out my homebrew, I would appreciate feedback:
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Ylis pushes half of the rings towards Ayo with a stick. She shrugs, "The owner doesn't need them anymore and well, if they are for all of us then..." She shrugs again. The blood on the rings grosses her out. She wishes there was a way to magic them clean.
She takes a used ration wrapper and nudges the rings onto it before tying it up. That'll do for now. "Self! Remember to clean the rings!"
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Jacaranda watched Sacha as she moved confidently around the ambush site, they were both Children of the Green but Saschas northern home seemed so much harsher than her own...though she knew the jungle had dangers of its own.
" If everyone has collected the weapons, armour and treasure they require we should move on before our screaming friend gets too curious."
Maggie approaches the group. “Pardon my interruption, but might I inquire if anyone here harbors intentions concerning the axe or the war hammer? These formidable tools of devastation are exceptionally suited for an individual of my stature, and it would be remiss of me not to express my interest should the champions show no inclination towards them.”
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Morgan glances at the imposing ogre, with a smile. He gestures as if to say "suit yourself," while his eyes scan the area around the wagon, searching for any signs of the attackers or... anything still watching.
"What attacked these people might be waiting for us up the road," he says. "I agree with Jacaranda, we should move. I’d hate for us to become the next looting stop for the wagon behind us."
“What of that chest?” Irvan points to the overturned box still in the ditch with his dagger. “Shall I…?” He then mimics Morgan’s gesture. “Too?”
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Ylis goes up to the chest and tries to muscle it open "Urrrrgghh!...*pant* *pant*...yeah somebody else has to try that."
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
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"real life is a super high CR."
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"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Maggie easily rights the chest with one massive hand. Irvan looks to Ylis and confidently unfurls his thieve’s tools. In half a minute the chest is open and Irvan looks to Ylis for approval, a proud grin across his face.
The chest is opened and inside is a bag of gems, a sleeve of 20 gold bars (valued at 10 gold each), and a rather large bag of gold (683). Also inside is a decorative dagger, an ornate rapier, and two changes of very fine clothes.
Ylis recognizes a crest on the bag of gold. It matches a strange patch on the shoulder of the fine satin jacket she tied to her staff like a banner: a silver rose wreathed in green vines and strange red crystals.
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Morgan studies the crest, trying to recall if he's seen it before. (History check: 3)
He shrugs and casually points at the pile of gold.
"So… if nobody wants that, can I suit myself?"
Without waiting for an answer, he grins, looks at Sacha:
"I'll help you with the bodies. But let's be quick."
“Where are you from again, Morgan?” Sacha asks, pulling the Orc’s body further from the road and double checking the pockets. While working she notices the gold and stares in awe. She had never seen so much in all her years on Exandria. After taking a second, she starts to drag the wagon off the road.
“Because I’m sure you know the protocol for this situation better than I. How should we dispose of the bodies? We’re not near a farm and don’t have time, so we can’t do my people’s burial rites. And I’d rather not touch the drow.”
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DM: Morgan knows crests mean things, but ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯
DM: Sacha, Perception Check for the pocket pursuing, please.
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"You know we're pretty broke and probably still owe a bit to that horse dude. BUT! That symbol on the bag matches this one," she points to the jacket on her staff. "Whoever lost their jacket probably owns the money.
.... "Aw man, maybe one of these dudes is the owner of the jacket." After thinking for a bit she says, "Maybe we can keep the jacket and the money together until we find somebody that actually owns the money." She looks at the others. "We can split up the other things equally, I don't know if any of the Fellowship use fancy stickers like those." indicating the weapons.
Ylis then pokes her fingers in the bag of gems and counts them.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DM: There are a variety of gems that, in total, are worth about 700 gold.
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Hello. I'm new to this and I just noticed that you made a lot of posts and I was wondering if you could give me some pointers. I've always wanted to play D&D I just didn't know how to. So, when you get time it will be greatly appreciated. Thank you.