Tyriok and Allustine enter the tavern a moment later, and are led upstairs to join their comrades. A short time later the same man you've met comes up to let you know that he's sorry but Father Donavich was unable to come.
**are you guys taking a long rest? does anyone want to do anything before that?**
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Thrash will attempt to carry out Rajiiras wishes, trying to put the head in her backpack (Slight of hand 15) and attempt to have her believe that the man was rajiira when he came back to the inn (13), before making his way back to the room with Rajiira and will close the door behind him (Assuming that Tisnip already gave her the water) and slouching against the door behind him attempting to sleep while preventing any unwanted people from entering the room...
(I vote for long rest)
***Damn it.. I tried to label the persuasion roll (it was a 10) and it is ruined now... Also slight of hand was originally a 14 or 15 I think....***
So you all settle in, the day is getting late and you've all been through a lot since arriving here.
**Everyone long rest your character, annnddd level yourself up to level 3! also if you could message me some of the new things you get from levelling up before we continue, that would be great.**
Once they have everyone together and settled Tisnip will remove her armor and take some time to clean it. It certainly got dusty in that house, and bloody from carrying Rajiira. After she’s satisfied that it’s back to gleaming she’ll set it aside and say her evening prayers—mentally, so as not to disturb her roommate.
She’ll inform Ilmater of the strange day, from waking up in a mist with strangers to a haunted house where they ended the suffering of two little children. Tisnip will pray for the strength and endurance to fix whatever’s wrong in this disturbing place he guided her to and to bring all her new companions out with her alive and well.
Thrash will sit with his back against the door...Trying to sleep... dozing in and out of consciousness. He had experienced a lot of new feelings and emotions... Along with facing many new enemies... within the past 24 hours. Unable to sleep... he will retrieve some of the pieces of bone from his backpack, the same bones that he used to make the Javelin for Rajiira. Pulling them out along with his leather-working tools, he will begin to carve an object... working with tools to create weapons and items had always calmed Thrash. These bones in particular have an important meaning. The day before his father was killed, Thrash and his father went on a hunt together and managed to kill a dire beast that had been killing local farm animals.... It was the next morning that his father went into town to collect the reward for killing the beast.. but Thrash was too eager to begin processing the body and imagining all the possibilities the bones, skin, and tendons of his kill had to offer, to bother going into town with him...
"if only I had gone with him....." Thrash will mutter to himself. putting the finishing touches on his idol... "He would still be alive..."
Thrash will put a small hole through the tail of the creature and work a long thin leather strap through it to make a necklace. After spending time polishing the bone to a nice shine... he will put the necklace around his neck and fall over in a heap....exhausted and passed out...
((Nice Tyriok, My rages will make me resistant to everything but psycic damage now... and I can talk to animals but I don't think that will help much in this scary world....))
((Oh did you go for the Path of the Totem Warrior? Sick. A lot of those abilities are really good! I chose Evocation for the school of magic. BIG damage inbound))
((Oh did you go for the Path of the Totem Warrior? Sick. A lot of those abilities are really good! I chose Evocation for the school of magic. BIG damage inbound))
I want more awesome RP flavor from you and everyone lol. I really like this campaign because of the players and the RP and I want more darn it :D
((Tyriok will eventually get more talkative. He is a shy gnome, never had too many friends growing up. He always stayed in his books. He will warm up to everyone lol))
Rajiira was too weak to protest even if she didn't like it. But she got a weak chuckle, that turned into a soft laugh at his verbal mistake, and at Thrash's reactions to his own actions. though she had to turn her head hard to the left to actually see him herself. There is nothing to be ashamed of Thrash, we do what we do when we wish to do it. And it is OK. it means you care, you may do so as you wish. If thrash had only waited before leaving the room, she would have done muchmore. Not quite full monty, as her body was too damaged and tired for that, but he would have gotten something, had he not left so swiftly.
In the intervening time while she waited for Tisnip to return, her thoughts turned darker. Not evil, or anger. But she realized she would have to be able to better combat the horrors of the world. She had already been on the path of hunting the undead, but she needed more...... Much more. And what better way than to become like a monster herself?
As these thoughts flooded her mind, all her cumulative experiences from the house, and her final act, and survival of it flooded her mind, she felt power welling in her. Dark power, intermingling with her more natural gifts that had already began to flow within her, creating a dark-yin-yang. Where the darkness of the world, and her newfound power over nature intermingled, twining in shadowy void.
Alustine is almost too excited to sleep - the events of the day, and the characteristics of his new-found friends, were all buzzing around in his head like a nest of angry hornets. He stayed up in the common room, scribbling in his journal to capture the key points so that he could create them into songs, poems, or even his promised stage-play. He also spent some time recording the interesting things he had observed during the past few days, as he was taught by his master in the College of Lore. His contemplations led to a greater understanding of the arcane and natural, and he even picked up some historical knowledge of exceptional value.
During the night, he dreamed of an old room, with a locked chest and a beautiful woman. There were other details his dreaming mind overlooked or neglected to include, for certain, but these were the things he remembered the next morning. In the dream, Alustine imagined that he had the power to unlock both of these treasures with his skillful words and intriguing phrases. For the chest, the words of power that would turn the lock and open it for him were burned into his brain as if he had always known them. Likewise, the bard dreamed of the words to make a man or woman do whatever he requested. For in his dream, Alustine realized that words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself. Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.
When he awoke, the bard felt more confident in his powers and abilities. Yesterday had been a strange turn of events, but he was going to do well, regardless of the circumstances. He was excited to start the new day...
Tyriok and Allustine enter the tavern a moment later, and are led upstairs to join their comrades. A short time later the same man you've met comes up to let you know that he's sorry but Father Donavich was unable to come.
**are you guys taking a long rest? does anyone want to do anything before that?**
Thrash will attempt to carry out Rajiiras wishes, trying to put the head in her backpack (Slight of hand 15) and attempt to have her believe that the man was rajiira when he came back to the inn (13), before making his way back to the room with Rajiira and will close the door behind him (Assuming that Tisnip already gave her the water) and slouching against the door behind him attempting to sleep while preventing any unwanted people from entering the room...
(I vote for long rest)
***Damn it.. I tried to label the persuasion roll (it was a 10) and it is ruined now... Also slight of hand was originally a 14 or 15 I think....***
OTC can roll against that if she wants but I'm pretty sure she was with you guys the whole time and probably heard the whole plan beforehand
*** Yeah I think so too lol but figured I would do it anyway :D***
(I absolutely vote for a long rest. We’re all tapped, whether it’s health or spells.)
**2 outta 5 votes is good enough for me!**
So you all settle in, the day is getting late and you've all been through a lot since arriving here.
**Everyone long rest your character, annnddd level yourself up to level 3! also if you could message me some of the new things you get from levelling up before we continue, that would be great.**
***SQUUUEEEEEE!!!!***
(The lack of sneezing would give it away. OTC is allergic, remember?)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Once they have everyone together and settled Tisnip will remove her armor and take some time to clean it. It certainly got dusty in that house, and bloody from carrying Rajiira. After she’s satisfied that it’s back to gleaming she’ll set it aside and say her evening prayers—mentally, so as not to disturb her roommate.
She’ll inform Ilmater of the strange day, from waking up in a mist with strangers to a haunted house where they ended the suffering of two little children. Tisnip will pray for the strength and endurance to fix whatever’s wrong in this disturbing place he guided her to and to bring all her new companions out with her alive and well.
Thrash will sit with his back against the door...Trying to sleep... dozing in and out of consciousness. He had experienced a lot of new feelings and emotions... Along with facing many new enemies... within the past 24 hours. Unable to sleep... he will retrieve some of the pieces of bone from his backpack, the same bones that he used to make the Javelin for Rajiira. Pulling them out along with his leather-working tools, he will begin to carve an object... working with tools to create weapons and items had always calmed Thrash. These bones in particular have an important meaning. The day before his father was killed, Thrash and his father went on a hunt together and managed to kill a dire beast that had been killing local farm animals.... It was the next morning that his father went into town to collect the reward for killing the beast.. but Thrash was too eager to begin processing the body and imagining all the possibilities the bones, skin, and tendons of his kill had to offer, to bother going into town with him...
"if only I had gone with him....." Thrash will mutter to himself. putting the finishing touches on his idol... "He would still be alive..."
Thrash will put a small hole through the tail of the creature and work a long thin leather strap through it to make a necklace. After spending time polishing the bone to a nice shine... he will put the necklace around his neck and fall over in a heap....exhausted and passed out...
Tyriok studies over his spellbook a while before he falls asleep in his bed all sprawled out.
((Man two levels is a big jump for a wizard. Went from two level 1 spell slots to four level 1 spell slots and two level 2 slots.))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
((Nice Tyriok, My rages will make me resistant to everything but psycic damage now... and I can talk to animals but I don't think that will help much in this scary world....))
((Oh did you go for the Path of the Totem Warrior? Sick. A lot of those abilities are really good! I chose Evocation for the school of magic. BIG damage inbound))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
(my post will be out a bit later. Havent had a chance to level up and such)
Occassional Dungeon Master.
I am excited, I want to hear more level up stories and cool RP stuff!
I want more awesome RP flavor from you and everyone lol. I really like this campaign because of the players and the RP and I want more darn it :D
((Tyriok will eventually get more talkative. He is a shy gnome, never had too many friends growing up. He always stayed in his books. He will warm up to everyone lol))
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
Rajiira was too weak to protest even if she didn't like it. But she got a weak chuckle, that turned into a soft laugh at his verbal mistake, and at Thrash's reactions to his own actions. though she had to turn her head hard to the left to actually see him herself. There is nothing to be ashamed of Thrash, we do what we do when we wish to do it. And it is OK. it means you care, you may do so as you wish. If thrash had only waited before leaving the room, she would have done much more. Not quite full monty, as her body was too damaged and tired for that, but he would have gotten something, had he not left so swiftly.
In the intervening time while she waited for Tisnip to return, her thoughts turned darker. Not evil, or anger. But she realized she would have to be able to better combat the horrors of the world. She had already been on the path of hunting the undead, but she needed more...... Much more. And what better way than to become like a monster herself?
As these thoughts flooded her mind, all her cumulative experiences from the house, and her final act, and survival of it flooded her mind, she felt power welling in her. Dark power, intermingling with her more natural gifts that had already began to flow within her, creating a dark-yin-yang. Where the darkness of the world, and her newfound power over nature intermingled, twining in shadowy void.
(Gloom Stalker Rajiira)
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Alustine is almost too excited to sleep - the events of the day, and the characteristics of his new-found friends, were all buzzing around in his head like a nest of angry hornets. He stayed up in the common room, scribbling in his journal to capture the key points so that he could create them into songs, poems, or even his promised stage-play. He also spent some time recording the interesting things he had observed during the past few days, as he was taught by his master in the College of Lore. His contemplations led to a greater understanding of the arcane and natural, and he even picked up some historical knowledge of exceptional value.
During the night, he dreamed of an old room, with a locked chest and a beautiful woman. There were other details his dreaming mind overlooked or neglected to include, for certain, but these were the things he remembered the next morning. In the dream, Alustine imagined that he had the power to unlock both of these treasures with his skillful words and intriguing phrases. For the chest, the words of power that would turn the lock and open it for him were burned into his brain as if he had always known them. Likewise, the bard dreamed of the words to make a man or woman do whatever he requested. For in his dream, Alustine realized that words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself. Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.
When he awoke, the bard felt more confident in his powers and abilities. Yesterday had been a strange turn of events, but he was going to do well, regardless of the circumstances. He was excited to start the new day...
Love God. Love Others. Any Questions?
*** Thrash did end up back in the room with Rajiira again a short time later ... just saying...
really liking all the RP from everyone