**tyriok can definitely use the nothic eye as his focus.**
So there are 2 dark hallways, both leading south and you can hear running water from one of them. The chanting is echoing in this room so it's hard to tell which one it's coming from, but you should be able to tell going down either hall if it's getting louder or quieter.
**What all is left of the weird things? Tisnip would really like that shriveled hand and the hag's finger, I don't think they've been taken. She's also fine with us continuing on but she's hanging back keeping an eye on the way they came. EDIT: Well she really calls for everyone to bag it all up and we can look at it later, but she wants dibs on the weird body parts.**
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*** those 2 items should be available Tisnip. I am sure Rajiira will let you have the shrunken head as well once she realizes what it is lol but that is up to her...... Also that is awesome that Tyriok can use the eye as an arcane focus, congrats :)***
After spotting the two paths, Thrash will take a few steps down each path and then back up, attempting to determine which path leads towards the chanting.
When Thrash returns from the the two paths he will approach the group. Looking at them with the torch held high he will say to them "Welp, this way leads to water and the chanting.. Pointing one direction and this way seems quiet. Pointing the other direction So is the plan still to head straight towards the chanting? His eyes looking to each of you.
Tyriok pockets the nothic eye. And waits for everyone else to choose where they want to go.
((On phone right now so no dialogue from Tyriok but I will say that Tyriok is out of spell slots, but we can take a quick short rest so he can use Arcane Recovery and get one back, if anyone needs a rest. Also, am I able to have a component pouch AND an arcane focus?))
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Rajiira would take note that OTC had completely ignored everything she said, personally noting that OTC may be a liability in the future. Regardless, she would say "Rajiira feels we should move on, but, not before we take a quick break. Post ourselves in a way that an ambush is unlikely so make sure we all face each entryway. Let us sit for a moment. This one feels..." she pauses, taking a look at the casters, "..that we may wish to allow them to rest for the moment. With this we can bandage ourselves up, they can recover themselves, and we can proceed forward a bit more safely. Regardless... Rajiira is going to check one other thing..." she would proceed to each of the doors, starting with the one Thrash pointed out, saying "Good catch Thrrrash, I'm glad to know again this one can count on you. She was startign to doubt it before, but she also did not know you were posessed, so this one is sorry~" and with that, she would check for clues to track undead presences, mainly to see if she can determine if the chanters themselves are still alive, or, if there's undead of any kind that have been through here, and where they came/went.
Alustine agrees with taking a short break, and will stand guard along the silent way. He will examine the pendant while he rests, hoping to find some other markings or way of identifying what it may do.
(@Raiketsu Sorry, I missed your edit. OTC would've complied if I had noticed. On phone so no dialogue, but OTC votes for the rest, and states that there couldn't possibly be anything alive in here anymore)
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"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Since he is feeling much better after being healed and having full control of his body again, Thrash will open his mouth to oppose the short rest. Before he could utter a word though, he would decide against it after the rest of the party agreed to taking a break. "Alright, If we are going to take a break... I guess this place is as good as any." He would then move over and to the hallway where the chanting was coming from and sit against the wall with his head resting in his hands. "This has been one hell of a day" he would sigh to himself before pulling out his backpack. Sifting through his backpack, Thrash would remove his leather-working kit, a pair of long thick bones from an unknown creature, and a handaxe. "Now... let's see what we have here" Thrash will say with a small smile across his face as he begins to file down one end of one of the bones. Looking up he will see Rajiira and motion to her to sit next to him. When she approaches he will tap his hand on the floor next to him and wait for her to sit. Once sitting he will look up again from his work and lock eyes with her. "So, I think it is time for me to question you for a while" A smile spreading across his face. "So, what brings you here?"
Rajiira would after a moment, comply having gleaned what she had gleaned but intentionally sitting on the opposite side of Immo and the door, so she could keep an eye on it. She was mostly looking at him, but enough angled that she wouldn't be completely blind to the door itself. Her tail shifted around her waist so she would not sit on it by accident, bow still mostly at the ready but relaxed enough that she would still feel as though she were resting.
"This one think's that is a silly question Thrrash. Rajiira is not necessarily here by choice. I was moving near a group, which consisted of those gathered around here in this room, as well as several others and we were moving, our own directions, we simply happened upon eachother and walked together for a while, as it is safer this way. Unless I am wrong.." she would say, allowing anyone else to state if their business was not as described, before continuing "Through her peripheral vision she could see thrash working on something, apparently sharpening or carving it. "However, why is Rajiira 'here' specifically.. well I come from a far off land, known as Maztica. Far far to the north, though even that is not truly my homeland. Which that story will be for a time when we have less danger around us as it is long. After having come to this world, this one was struck with a currriosity, and wanted to find out more about this new world. And so Rajiira began exploring to learn the mysteries of the world. Unfortunately a lot of what I found had to do with death and the undead. So Rajiira knows a bit more than your run of the miller when it comes to walking corpses. Though whether her memory will cooperate or not.. is another matter! To sum up, this one wishes to aid her tribe by learning of this new world"
Thrash will listen and nod is head, looking up to her and then back to his work. He will pick one of the bones up and very carefully notch one end of the bone before removing the rounded end, then notch and remove the end of the bone he had not been sharpening. Once both bones had an end that was notched, he would open his leatherworking kid and pull out a small punch tool and begin working holes through the bones so that pins could be inserted to hold them together. "So, it sounds like you have somewhere to return to once we get out of this mess...." Thrash will stop what he is doing for a moment... "I am not so sure I do..." now picking up some of the previously discarded bone pieces to widdle into pins. Once the pins are constructed, he will use the back of his hand axe to drive the pins into the bones to hold them together. Once the two pieces are together he will then proceed to pull out various leather straps out of his kit. Each piece a different texture and begin sanding the newly constructed bone javelin. Starting with the roughest and ending with the softest he will have the weapon polished up to almost a ivory mirror finish. Then he will pull out the thick gold ring that he got from OTC and slide it on to the weapon, tapping it into place tightly to add extra stability to the center as well as an added look of class. Then, pulling additional straps out of his kit, he will add black leather straps on either side of the ring for a final bit of strength as well as a better grip. The last touch is to carefully carve into the shaft of the javelin "Rajiira" on one side... and something written in draconic on the other.
"please, take this Rajiira" Thrash will say to her, a small nervous smile on his face.... "I made this for you"
Rajiira sat deathly still, a relatively easy task for her limber limbs. She semi-saw him working while her eyes were glued to the door, just in case, she was also looking both at and past him simultaneously. As he would make his statements, she would shake her head and say "In a sense, I do. But it will not be the home I knew my entire life until a year ago, even though it is. A mystery for you to ponder, and Rajiira has given you enough clues as to make it possible for you to figure out. As for having nowhere to go, there is an ancient human saying, this one learned in her travels that she feels would apply. 'home is where you make it, and often where the heart is' Rajiira may have gotten the words a little muddled but you get the point. Rajiira does not know why you feel you have nowhere to go back to, and she will not ask, but she will also not impede you from stating it." she would pause for breath, letting out a tense sigh, from the situation, not thier conversation. Shaking her head a bit before her body followed suit.
She called out to the cleric in the group saying "Rajiira almost forgot to mention, she has found this uh.. As-per-gill-um? I believe it can be used for spells of your sort, though as it is made of bone... it may be antithetical for your needs. If you uh.. don't want it, Rajiira wishes to keep it, to sell if we ever find a town of living folk."
Rajiira would break her eye contact with the door as not to be rude, and look over the new object that thrash had handed her then. A teasign smile spreading across her face at his actions even as he gave it to her. "One open book, the other easy to read. Curiosities are everywhere. If you had skin and not scales, Rajiira would dare say you were blushing."
I was using the Cunning artisan trait for lisardfolk
As part of a short rest, you can harvest bone and hide from a slain beast, construct, dragon, monstrosity, or plant creature of size Small or larger to create one of the following items: a shield, a club, a javelin, or 1d4 darts or blowgun needles. To use this trait, you need a blade, such as a dagger, or appropriate artisan’s tools, such as leatherworker’s tools.
Thrash will let out a laugh, a little louder than he intended. "This is simply a way of saying thanks...." His eyes moving from Rajiira to the floor, his hand scratching the spot on the back of his head where she had kissed him... "Thanks for not putting me out of my misery when I was bumbling around like a foolish coward upstairs.... and Thanks for listening to me.... for seeing past what most people cannot." Thrash will lock eyes with Rajiira once again. The spear says..... pausing a moment before continueing... "Skilled predator" (Deception on meaning of words 19) in Draconic. One of the highest compliments I would have ever hoped to receive when I was growing up.... "Thrash's face will sour for a moment. My father died only a few months ago.... Killed by the very village he had spent the second half of his life protecting. his eyes moving from Rajiira to his own obsidian claws... And it is all my fault. He was the only person I knew that I could talk to. He was the only one to ever show any intrest or concern with my dreams and feelings... Thrash will look from his hands back to Rajiira, eyes shimmering like Dark Green mirrors... They killed him because of who I am... because of the monster my mother is. When I found out what they had done to my father, I tracked down the mayor of the village and nearly crushed this throat between my claws. Just before could finish the job I felt my father... I knew it was not what he wanted... but the weak coward was going to pay. As I lowered him by his neck so his feet were back on the wooden floor of his house, I grabbed his right hand and bit it off.... I chewed it up and spit it in his face. A small smile spreading across Thrash's face.... I still remember the shocked look on his face...
Thrash will slowly stand and turn away from Rajiira "After that I left the village... Walking out of town I could see the smoke rising over the ridge as they burned down my fathers home. I don't belong with my lizardfolk brethren... and I didn't belong amung the humans that used to hold my father in such high regard.."
He will then turn and look to Rajiira, a forced smile on his face "But hey! I don't need to continue to bore you with my story. If I keep this up I will need to make you another weapon."
So you all take an hour to rest and recuperate. Things are a bit unsettling here this close to the chanting. But you all pack your possessions and get ready to depart.
(OTC's healing must have numbed his eyes too! Is eye-numbing a thing that can happen? Sure. Now it is.)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
(I think my eye-lids are frozen to my pupils)
Tyriok chuckles at Trash while still examining the eye, "An arcane focus? Hmm... maybe..."
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
**tyriok can definitely use the nothic eye as his focus.**
So there are 2 dark hallways, both leading south and you can hear running water from one of them. The chanting is echoing in this room so it's hard to tell which one it's coming from, but you should be able to tell going down either hall if it's getting louder or quieter.
**What all is left of the weird things? Tisnip would really like that shriveled hand and the hag's finger, I don't think they've been taken. She's also fine with us continuing on but she's hanging back keeping an eye on the way they came. EDIT: Well she really calls for everyone to bag it all up and we can look at it later, but she wants dibs on the weird body parts.**
*** those 2 items should be available Tisnip. I am sure Rajiira will let you have the shrunken head as well once she realizes what it is lol but that is up to her...... Also that is awesome that Tyriok can use the eye as an arcane focus, congrats :)***
After spotting the two paths, Thrash will take a few steps down each path and then back up, attempting to determine which path leads towards the chanting.
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The chanting and the water sounds seem to be coming from the same way. The other path is quiet.
When Thrash returns from the the two paths he will approach the group. Looking at them with the torch held high he will say to them "Welp, this way leads to water and the chanting.. Pointing one direction and this way seems quiet. Pointing the other direction So is the plan still to head straight towards the chanting? His eyes looking to each of you.
Tyriok pockets the nothic eye. And waits for everyone else to choose where they want to go.
((On phone right now so no dialogue from Tyriok but I will say that Tyriok is out of spell slots, but we can take a quick short rest so he can use Arcane Recovery and get one back, if anyone needs a rest. Also, am I able to have a component pouch AND an arcane focus?))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Rajiira would take note that OTC had completely ignored everything she said, personally noting that OTC may be a liability in the future. Regardless, she would say "Rajiira feels we should move on, but, not before we take a quick break. Post ourselves in a way that an ambush is unlikely so make sure we all face each entryway. Let us sit for a moment. This one feels..." she pauses, taking a look at the casters, "..that we may wish to allow them to rest for the moment. With this we can bandage ourselves up, they can recover themselves, and we can proceed forward a bit more safely. Regardless... Rajiira is going to check one other thing..." she would proceed to each of the doors, starting with the one Thrash pointed out, saying "Good catch Thrrrash, I'm glad to know again this one can count on you. She was startign to doubt it before, but she also did not know you were posessed, so this one is sorry~" and with that, she would check for clues to track undead presences, mainly to see if she can determine if the chanters themselves are still alive, or, if there's undead of any kind that have been through here, and where they came/went.
Thrash's door Survival Check for Undead signs: 20
Silent Door Survival Check for Undead signs: 21
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Alustine agrees with taking a short break, and will stand guard along the silent way. He will examine the pendant while he rests, hoping to find some other markings or way of identifying what it may do.
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(@Raiketsu Sorry, I missed your edit. OTC would've complied if I had noticed. On phone so no dialogue, but OTC votes for the rest, and states that there couldn't possibly be anything alive in here anymore)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Since he is feeling much better after being healed and having full control of his body again, Thrash will open his mouth to oppose the short rest. Before he could utter a word though, he would decide against it after the rest of the party agreed to taking a break. "Alright, If we are going to take a break... I guess this place is as good as any." He would then move over and to the hallway where the chanting was coming from and sit against the wall with his head resting in his hands. "This has been one hell of a day" he would sigh to himself before pulling out his backpack. Sifting through his backpack, Thrash would remove his leather-working kit, a pair of long thick bones from an unknown creature, and a handaxe. "Now... let's see what we have here" Thrash will say with a small smile across his face as he begins to file down one end of one of the bones. Looking up he will see Rajiira and motion to her to sit next to him. When she approaches he will tap his hand on the floor next to him and wait for her to sit. Once sitting he will look up again from his work and lock eyes with her. "So, I think it is time for me to question you for a while" A smile spreading across his face. "So, what brings you here?"
Rajiira would after a moment, comply having gleaned what she had gleaned but intentionally sitting on the opposite side of Immo and the door, so she could keep an eye on it. She was mostly looking at him, but enough angled that she wouldn't be completely blind to the door itself. Her tail shifted around her waist so she would not sit on it by accident, bow still mostly at the ready but relaxed enough that she would still feel as though she were resting.
"This one think's that is a silly question Thrrash. Rajiira is not necessarily here by choice. I was moving near a group, which consisted of those gathered around here in this room, as well as several others and we were moving, our own directions, we simply happened upon eachother and walked together for a while, as it is safer this way. Unless I am wrong.." she would say, allowing anyone else to state if their business was not as described, before continuing "Through her peripheral vision she could see thrash working on something, apparently sharpening or carving it. "However, why is Rajiira 'here' specifically.. well I come from a far off land, known as Maztica. Far far to the north, though even that is not truly my homeland. Which that story will be for a time when we have less danger around us as it is long. After having come to this world, this one was struck with a currriosity, and wanted to find out more about this new world. And so Rajiira began exploring to learn the mysteries of the world. Unfortunately a lot of what I found had to do with death and the undead. So Rajiira knows a bit more than your run of the miller when it comes to walking corpses. Though whether her memory will cooperate or not.. is another matter! To sum up, this one wishes to aid her tribe by learning of this new world"
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Tyriok will sit down and stick his nose in his spellbook as he uses his Arcane Recovery to get 1 level one spell slot back.
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Thrash will listen and nod is head, looking up to her and then back to his work. He will pick one of the bones up and very carefully notch one end of the bone before removing the rounded end, then notch and remove the end of the bone he had not been sharpening. Once both bones had an end that was notched, he would open his leatherworking kid and pull out a small punch tool and begin working holes through the bones so that pins could be inserted to hold them together. "So, it sounds like you have somewhere to return to once we get out of this mess...." Thrash will stop what he is doing for a moment... "I am not so sure I do..." now picking up some of the previously discarded bone pieces to widdle into pins. Once the pins are constructed, he will use the back of his hand axe to drive the pins into the bones to hold them together. Once the two pieces are together he will then proceed to pull out various leather straps out of his kit. Each piece a different texture and begin sanding the newly constructed bone javelin. Starting with the roughest and ending with the softest he will have the weapon polished up to almost a ivory mirror finish. Then he will pull out the thick gold ring that he got from OTC and slide it on to the weapon, tapping it into place tightly to add extra stability to the center as well as an added look of class. Then, pulling additional straps out of his kit, he will add black leather straps on either side of the ring for a final bit of strength as well as a better grip. The last touch is to carefully carve into the shaft of the javelin "Rajiira" on one side... and something written in draconic on the other.
"please, take this Rajiira" Thrash will say to her, a small nervous smile on his face.... "I made this for you"
Just being clear, he made her a javelin?
Rajiira sat deathly still, a relatively easy task for her limber limbs. She semi-saw him working while her eyes were glued to the door, just in case, she was also looking both at and past him simultaneously. As he would make his statements, she would shake her head and say "In a sense, I do. But it will not be the home I knew my entire life until a year ago, even though it is. A mystery for you to ponder, and Rajiira has given you enough clues as to make it possible for you to figure out. As for having nowhere to go, there is an ancient human saying, this one learned in her travels that she feels would apply. 'home is where you make it, and often where the heart is' Rajiira may have gotten the words a little muddled but you get the point. Rajiira does not know why you feel you have nowhere to go back to, and she will not ask, but she will also not impede you from stating it." she would pause for breath, letting out a tense sigh, from the situation, not thier conversation. Shaking her head a bit before her body followed suit.
She called out to the cleric in the group saying "Rajiira almost forgot to mention, she has found this uh.. As-per-gill-um? I believe it can be used for spells of your sort, though as it is made of bone... it may be antithetical for your needs. If you uh.. don't want it, Rajiira wishes to keep it, to sell if we ever find a town of living folk."
Rajiira would break her eye contact with the door as not to be rude, and look over the new object that thrash had handed her then. A teasign smile spreading across her face at his actions even as he gave it to her. "One open book, the other easy to read. Curiosities are everywhere. If you had skin and not scales, Rajiira would dare say you were blushing."
Occassional Dungeon Master.
It is a javelin. here is a picture I made of the process lol, it is not great.
[img]https://i.imgur.com/vxJLTaX.jpg?1[/img]
I was using the Cunning artisan trait for lisardfolk
As part of a short rest, you can harvest bone and hide from a slain beast, construct, dragon, monstrosity, or plant creature of size Small or larger to create one of the following items: a shield, a club, a javelin, or 1d4 darts or blowgun needles. To use this trait, you need a blade, such as a dagger, or appropriate artisan’s tools, such as leatherworker’s tools.
Thrash will let out a laugh, a little louder than he intended. "This is simply a way of saying thanks...." His eyes moving from Rajiira to the floor, his hand scratching the spot on the back of his head where she had kissed him... "Thanks for not putting me out of my misery when I was bumbling around like a foolish coward upstairs.... and Thanks for listening to me.... for seeing past what most people cannot." Thrash will lock eyes with Rajiira once again. The spear says..... pausing a moment before continueing... "Skilled predator" (Deception on meaning of words 19) in Draconic. One of the highest compliments I would have ever hoped to receive when I was growing up.... "Thrash's face will sour for a moment. My father died only a few months ago.... Killed by the very village he had spent the second half of his life protecting. his eyes moving from Rajiira to his own obsidian claws... And it is all my fault. He was the only person I knew that I could talk to. He was the only one to ever show any intrest or concern with my dreams and feelings... Thrash will look from his hands back to Rajiira, eyes shimmering like Dark Green mirrors... They killed him because of who I am... because of the monster my mother is. When I found out what they had done to my father, I tracked down the mayor of the village and nearly crushed this throat between my claws. Just before could finish the job I felt my father... I knew it was not what he wanted... but the weak coward was going to pay. As I lowered him by his neck so his feet were back on the wooden floor of his house, I grabbed his right hand and bit it off.... I chewed it up and spit it in his face. A small smile spreading across Thrash's face.... I still remember the shocked look on his face...
Thrash will slowly stand and turn away from Rajiira "After that I left the village... Walking out of town I could see the smoke rising over the ridge as they burned down my fathers home. I don't belong with my lizardfolk brethren... and I didn't belong amung the humans that used to hold my father in such high regard.."
He will then turn and look to Rajiira, a forced smile on his face "But hey! I don't need to continue to bore you with my story. If I keep this up I will need to make you another weapon."
So you all take an hour to rest and recuperate. Things are a bit unsettling here this close to the chanting. But you all pack your possessions and get ready to depart.
**Which way are you going and who is in the lead?
Thrash will offer to take the lead, and will go whichever way the group decides.