“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."
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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?"
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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."