Morgan struggles to hide his disappointment. He knows it isn't worth taking unnecessary risks... and the others are still annoyed about his little cave adventure. But two skeletons cleaning their own graves...
He sighs. "Let's stay away from them," he mutters, sulking. "There could be hundreds more behind them... even if they only look like two... skeletons... doing gardening."
He lifts his hat and sends his bat-familiar fluttering upward for a quick aerial sweep, checking the tombs for any recognizable symbols, and scanning for the far less pleasant possibility of a hidden skeletal horde waiting out of sight. The bat will try to stay away from obvious danger.
(Bat's stealth: 16, perception: 3) (I accidentally used saves instead of modifiers... but the values are the same.)
That’s a strange sight, Sacha thinks when they see the skeletons, but they’ve seen stranger. At least they don’t seem to be hostile. She agrees that it’s best to leave them to the dead to their business.
With death on the mind, Sacha remembers hearing bits and pieces about Dermot’s strange faith earlier in their travels.
“Wiseman Dermot,” Sacha inquires, “I’ve heard your people don’t care for the afterlife? What do you say happens when you die?”
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Morgan struggles to hide his disappointment. He knows it isn't worth taking unnecessary risks... and the others are still annoyed about his little cave adventure.
But two skeletons cleaning their own graves...
He sighs.
"Let's stay away from them," he mutters, sulking. "There could be hundreds more behind them... even if they only look like two... skeletons... doing gardening."
He lifts his hat and sends his bat-familiar fluttering upward for a quick aerial sweep, checking the tombs for any recognizable symbols, and scanning for the far less pleasant possibility of a hidden skeletal horde waiting out of sight. The bat will try to stay away from obvious danger.
(Bat's stealth: 16, perception: 3)
(I accidentally used saves instead of modifiers... but the values are the same.)
That’s a strange sight, Sacha thinks when they see the skeletons, but they’ve seen stranger. At least they don’t seem to be hostile. She agrees that it’s best to leave them to the dead to their business.
With death on the mind, Sacha remembers hearing bits and pieces about Dermot’s strange faith earlier in their travels.
“Wiseman Dermot,” Sacha inquires, “I’ve heard your people don’t care for the afterlife? What do you say happens when you die?”
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Spells, Monsters, Subclasses, Races, Arcknight Class, Occultist Class, World, Enigmatic Esoterica forms