As crispy looks around generally, she would see the highly embroidered chest at the foot of the preistess' bed once more. Alongside the shrine, despite needing to strain her eyes in the darkness to see it, would notice small silver-framed mirror, the tiny shrine to Lolth is made of Zurkwood, and inlaid with several precious gems.
Aside from this, the room was full of the aforementioned weblike-silk fabrics, rugs, bedding, pillows, and drapery.
Taevi, Evriks spider would jump off of wherever she was in relation to Evrik himself, and begin a hot run at Arthasis.
"We don't have time for you," Immotichey says to the quaggoth with a snort. He quickly climbs the ladder and goes to retrieve he things from the pile. "The other prisoners are quickly becoming unreliable," he says to the others of the group as he begins sorting through all the gear. "That thing down there is strong and is useful in a fight," he says as he pulls his items out with his hands, as well as his tail. "But what are we going to do with him? He seems to be easily turned... Too much of a burden."
Forgot to mention because i've had a bit of a hectic day. Chubby for valor in combat, has gained a level. Immo, has reached a Milestone, and also gained a level. Everyone is now level 3.
Evrik grabs the rod, hoping it will prove useful in the future, if not to him, to one of his companions. He then follows Immotichey back up the rope ladder yelling down at Arthasis, "Hey, grab Taevi for me would ya!". Upon entering the room above, Evrik begins to gather his belongings, first throwing his amulet over his head and saying a small prayer of thanks. Then to add to the lizards conversation he says, "The prince is a little bit of an unknown, but I feel he can still be of use. Stool seemed to trust him. But the bigger question right now is how do we get out of here? There's got to be a guard shift change coming soon and I really need a rest. "
- Is there a key on the headless sex doll? If so, I grab it, and unlock the chest.
- After that's done, I go upstairs and put on all my gear again.
- Then, when i'm done with that, I find Cade and grab him by the the throat, hard. "YOU." She growls. "I've seen you do nothing but run and hide, you coward. If my life depended on it, could I trust you? We're Hells knows where deep underground, and we're bound to come across things that don't like us. So I ask you. Can I count on you?"
When Immotich comes up, Cade isn't all that far from the hole. In fact, it looked as if he was on his way down with a look of raw determination for a second or two before confusion set in. "But... But you all... su... succeeded?" He asks, sounding almost crestfallen. After hearing the answer, Cade waits until Immo and others attention are elsewhere, and then lets out a noiseless sigh as he wipes the sweat from his brow.
'That was close' He thought as he moved on to putting on his stuff. Cade even takes a moment to pick up the other hand axes he had up to this point, seeing them as good luck charms. Only once fully situated does he look to Immo and ask, "I know not what went down there. Heard some? But not know... But take it from me. You'll -- we need all help we can. That also said, we need to get rid of body somehow. Quickly." He suggest, taking great care to speak on the slow side. At the very least, it is enough to speak in whole sentences for the most part.
"Only supposed to embarrass. Not kill. Now it might become twisted excuse for them to further 'inspire' their new men to--" Cade cuts off there seeing Crispy, and doesn't even try to resist the grab. Though with all his gear on, trying to lift the goblin is probably going to strain her something fierce. Cade doesn't meet her eyes the whole time during her time she berates him. He just stares off to the side.
"... No." He states plainly and still without look at her. She and the others can wait all the want after, but Cade makes no further attempt to speak, let alone elaborate, lie, or plead his case.
Crispy would eventually find a key on the preistess' body. As she inserts the key, she would hear several clicks, and the sound of a trap disarming itself. The chest opening. Inside, she would find: 3 healing potions, a sum total of 300 Gold, 20 days worth of Rations (for a single person), and beneath all of it..... She would find what seems to be a hooded cloak, similar in nature to a raincoat made entirely of fabric, a faint power humming from it. Every thread was made of the finest spider silk, and acted similarly to a hooded cape. Being applicable over-armor. However it's power was a mystery. (it doesn't add to AC)
The quaggoth cautiously heads upstairs, avoiding Immotichey.
Taevi, Evriks Tarantula would leap at Arthasis.. Fangs bared, and dripping with venom....
(I take the cape and everything else. I put on the cape, and give the rest of the items to Chubby while I wring Cade's neck.)
Crispy's military training made her much stronger than the average barmaid, but when Cade said "no", she let him go, instead of picking him up and stuffing him through the window.
"No, huh." She said, calming down. "Then why should we take you with us? Why should we trust you?"
"Yes, we succeeded...,"the lizardman bristles in a reply to Cade."Your actions are making me think I should not have wasted my magics on you." He does not wait for a reply from the goblin as its answer to Crispy's question spoke volumes. He just grunts, shakes his head and continues to make sure his gear is secure.
He looks over towards the entrance of the room and notices the horn he attempted to throw out of the room earlier. He walks over to retrieve it and stuffs it in his bag.
After grabbing all the items that Crispy gave him from the Drow priestess's chest, Chubby spends a minute shoving all the goodies back into his pack. As he and Crispy make their way back up to the main level, Chubby whispers to her "I need to find you a better looking lass to whet your whistle with...she was ugly!" He then proceeds to chuckle uncontrollably all the way up the rope ladder.
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As everyone continues to gather up their belongings, Evrik gives further examination the leather armor he obtained from the previous room to determine if it was of a finer quality than the set he had previously. (Investigation: 3) Not noticing anything out of the ordinary, he leaves it donned but keeps his old set for now.
"Tch. I'd say kiss my ass Lizard, but you have pension for biting."Cade rasps hotly, ignoring Crispy for a second there. Turning to her next, and still in that somewhat slow and deliberate approach he says, "And you! You know damn well the answer to that. No matter what I say now, it'll be a lie on some level. So why don't you do the smart thing for once since we've met, take the rest, including the big guy down there, and ****. Right. OFF." He says, tightening his grip on both shield and weapon.
He points with the weapon to the door opposite of the one they entered through. "There's your exit."He said coolly. "... And may Helm watch over your sorry asses."With that, Cade sheathes his weapon, drops his satchel, removes the axes, then tosses it over to the gnome. "And here. I didn't forget deal. Rations and more. Seeing as I won't be need'em."
Immotichey walks over to Evrik, "You're right. We are lingering here too long... Also, are you going to be responsible for him," he jerks a clawed thumb at the quaggoth. Then, at the goblin's sudden outburst the lizardman just stares and clacks his teeth a few times with a sneer once it's finished. Turning back to the cleric, "We can just leave the prince with the goblin...?"
Crispy laughed. She wasnt sure if it was because he was trying to act so tough when he clearly wasnt, or that she felt sorry for him.
”Oh, im sorry,” she laughed, “It’s hard to hear you, could you take that pity dick out of your mouth..? Look, you turd, I even feel bad for you, you’re so pathetic. I don’t give a **** what happens to you, but don’t you wanna get out of here? What is your problem anyways?”
Chubby, suddenly unnearved by the tension in the room, let’s put a belch to end all belches. We’re talking a good 8 seconds long. Hazardous green putrid stink cloud and all. He then non challantly walks right between the tensioned crowd, and towards the front door. “Are you little girls done pulling down your pants and bragging about whose arse has more freckles on it? If so, we got a train to catch. Let’s vamoose!” He then proceeds out the door, not waiting for the rest of the group to catch up.
Nodding at Immotichey, Evrik asks, "What in Berronar's name is going on here? I mean, yeah, the goblin over there did lead us in to that mess and then bailed, and now seems to be losing it, but we're wasting precious time. You may have a point on leaving him with Darendil. Do your best to calm this situation, I'm going to yell down at Arthasis to see what's taking him so long."
Not even waiting for a response, Crispy roughly shoves Cade aside and begins to leave. “Lets get the **** outta here. If any of you want to stay I dont care.”
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As crispy looks around generally, she would see the highly embroidered chest at the foot of the preistess' bed once more. Alongside the shrine, despite needing to strain her eyes in the darkness to see it, would notice small silver-framed mirror, the tiny shrine to Lolth is made of Zurkwood, and inlaid with several precious gems.
Aside from this, the room was full of the aforementioned weblike-silk fabrics, rugs, bedding, pillows, and drapery.
Taevi, Evriks spider would jump off of wherever she was in relation to Evrik himself, and begin a hot run at Arthasis.
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"We don't have time for you," Immotichey says to the quaggoth with a snort. He quickly climbs the ladder and goes to retrieve he things from the pile. "The other prisoners are quickly becoming unreliable," he says to the others of the group as he begins sorting through all the gear. "That thing down there is strong and is useful in a fight," he says as he pulls his items out with his hands, as well as his tail. "But what are we going to do with him? He seems to be easily turned... Too much of a burden."
Forgot to mention because i've had a bit of a hectic day. Chubby for valor in combat, has gained a level. Immo, has reached a Milestone, and also gained a level. Everyone is now level 3.
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Unless you already posess one, everyone except Cade, and Arthasis, gain DM inspiration based on my notes.
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Evrik grabs the rod, hoping it will prove useful in the future, if not to him, to one of his companions. He then follows Immotichey back up the rope ladder yelling down at Arthasis, "Hey, grab Taevi for me would ya!". Upon entering the room above, Evrik begins to gather his belongings, first throwing his amulet over his head and saying a small prayer of thanks. Then to add to the lizards conversation he says, "The prince is a little bit of an unknown, but I feel he can still be of use. Stool seemed to trust him. But the bigger question right now is how do we get out of here? There's got to be a guard shift change coming soon and I really need a rest. "
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Crispy, eventually investigating the chest, would find it to be locked.
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- Is there a key on the headless sex doll? If so, I grab it, and unlock the chest.
- After that's done, I go upstairs and put on all my gear again.
- Then, when i'm done with that, I find Cade and grab him by the the throat, hard. "YOU." She growls. "I've seen you do nothing but run and hide, you coward. If my life depended on it, could I trust you? We're Hells knows where deep underground, and we're bound to come across things that don't like us. So I ask you. Can I count on you?"
She squeezes hard to accentuate her point.
When Immotich comes up, Cade isn't all that far from the hole. In fact, it looked as if he was on his way down with a look of raw determination for a second or two before confusion set in. "But... But you all... su... succeeded?" He asks, sounding almost crestfallen. After hearing the answer, Cade waits until Immo and others attention are elsewhere, and then lets out a noiseless sigh as he wipes the sweat from his brow.
'That was close' He thought as he moved on to putting on his stuff. Cade even takes a moment to pick up the other hand axes he had up to this point, seeing them as good luck charms. Only once fully situated does he look to Immo and ask, "I know not what went down there. Heard some? But not know... But take it from me. You'll -- we need all help we can. That also said, we need to get rid of body somehow. Quickly." He suggest, taking great care to speak on the slow side. At the very least, it is enough to speak in whole sentences for the most part.
"Only supposed to embarrass. Not kill. Now it might become twisted excuse for them to further 'inspire' their new men to--" Cade cuts off there seeing Crispy, and doesn't even try to resist the grab. Though with all his gear on, trying to lift the goblin is probably going to strain her something fierce. Cade doesn't meet her eyes the whole time during her time she berates him. He just stares off to the side.
"... No." He states plainly and still without look at her. She and the others can wait all the want after, but Cade makes no further attempt to speak, let alone elaborate, lie, or plead his case.
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Crispy would eventually find a key on the preistess' body. As she inserts the key, she would hear several clicks, and the sound of a trap disarming itself. The chest opening. Inside, she would find: 3 healing potions, a sum total of 300 Gold, 20 days worth of Rations (for a single person), and beneath all of it..... She would find what seems to be a hooded cloak, similar in nature to a raincoat made entirely of fabric, a faint power humming from it. Every thread was made of the finest spider silk, and acted similarly to a hooded cape. Being applicable over-armor. However it's power was a mystery. (it doesn't add to AC)
The quaggoth cautiously heads upstairs, avoiding Immotichey.
Taevi, Evriks Tarantula would leap at Arthasis.. Fangs bared, and dripping with venom....
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(I take the cape and everything else. I put on the cape, and give the rest of the items to Chubby while I wring Cade's neck.)
Crispy's military training made her much stronger than the average barmaid, but when Cade said "no", she let him go, instead of picking him up and stuffing him through the window.
"No, huh." She said, calming down. "Then why should we take you with us? Why should we trust you?"
"Yes, we succeeded...," the lizardman bristles in a reply to Cade. "Your actions are making me think I should not have wasted my magics on you." He does not wait for a reply from the goblin as its answer to Crispy's question spoke volumes. He just grunts, shakes his head and continues to make sure his gear is secure.
He looks over towards the entrance of the room and notices the horn he attempted to throw out of the room earlier. He walks over to retrieve it and stuffs it in his bag.
After grabbing all the items that Crispy gave him from the Drow priestess's chest, Chubby spends a minute shoving all the goodies back into his pack. As he and Crispy make their way back up to the main level, Chubby whispers to her "I need to find you a better looking lass to whet your whistle with...she was ugly!" He then proceeds to chuckle uncontrollably all the way up the rope ladder.
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As everyone continues to gather up their belongings, Evrik gives further examination the leather armor he obtained from the previous room to determine if it was of a finer quality than the set he had previously. (Investigation: 3) Not noticing anything out of the ordinary, he leaves it donned but keeps his old set for now.
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"Tch. I'd say kiss my ass Lizard, but you have pension for biting." Cade rasps hotly, ignoring Crispy for a second there. Turning to her next, and still in that somewhat slow and deliberate approach he says, "And you! You know damn well the answer to that. No matter what I say now, it'll be a lie on some level. So why don't you do the smart thing for once since we've met, take the rest, including the big guy down there, and ****. Right. OFF." He says, tightening his grip on both shield and weapon.
He points with the weapon to the door opposite of the one they entered through. "There's your exit." He said coolly. "... And may Helm watch over your sorry asses." With that, Cade sheathes his weapon, drops his satchel, removes the axes, then tosses it over to the gnome. "And here. I didn't forget deal. Rations and more. Seeing as I won't be need'em."
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Immotichey walks over to Evrik, "You're right. We are lingering here too long... Also, are you going to be responsible for him," he jerks a clawed thumb at the quaggoth. Then, at the goblin's sudden outburst the lizardman just stares and clacks his teeth a few times with a sneer once it's finished. Turning back to the cleric, "We can just leave the prince with the goblin...?"
Crispy laughed. She wasnt sure if it was because he was trying to act so tough when he clearly wasnt, or that she felt sorry for him.
”Oh, im sorry,” she laughed, “It’s hard to hear you, could you take that pity dick out of your mouth..? Look, you turd, I even feel bad for you, you’re so pathetic. I don’t give a **** what happens to you, but don’t you wanna get out of here? What is your problem anyways?”
Chubby, suddenly unnearved by the tension in the room, let’s put a belch to end all belches. We’re talking a good 8 seconds long. Hazardous green putrid stink cloud and all. He then non challantly walks right between the tensioned crowd, and towards the front door. “Are you little girls done pulling down your pants and bragging about whose arse has more freckles on it? If so, we got a train to catch. Let’s vamoose!” He then proceeds out the door, not waiting for the rest of the group to catch up.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Nodding at Immotichey, Evrik asks, "What in Berronar's name is going on here? I mean, yeah, the goblin over there did lead us in to that mess and then bailed, and now seems to be losing it, but we're wasting precious time. You may have a point on leaving him with Darendil. Do your best to calm this situation, I'm going to yell down at Arthasis to see what's taking him so long."
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Not even waiting for a response, Crispy roughly shoves Cade aside and begins to leave. “Lets get the **** outta here. If any of you want to stay I dont care.”