Pat refuses to drop his sword and looks questioningly at Evers saying ”whose in charge here. You or that cheating scum! If you are how come he’s giving the orders?”
"Pat, honestly I just don't care enough to die at the hands of some madman, so he cheats at cards and he's has no honour, he's hardly alone, most of them are probably the same. Do as he says, it'll be alright." Hrain let's his sword drop to the floor "If he didn't cheat, why would I have cared you stupid woman, it was your money. How can you be such an idiot?" he goads Evers too, walking up to Turner he looks him in the eyes, then smiles "I know what it is about you that is wrong, for a servant of Sune you are an ugly bastard, you know that right?"
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"He thinks a care about his opinion about honor," Turner says glibly. Turner then kicks Hrain's sword away just as Commander Firebrand and the half-elf return.
"What's the meaning of this commotion?! Can't we ever have a smooth ride you two," the dwarf glowers.
Evers still holding Pat at sword point.
"They have no honor or sense of place Commander. Sellswords who don't take orders? They both drew swords after a misunderstanding at cards," Turner explains shealthing his blade then crossing his arms over hus board chest.
Deception 17
Evers says nothing just stares down Pat.
"Drop the sword," Commander Firebrand says in a steely tone cutting off Turner before he can speak again.
Folzi grits his teeth as it seems the fight is over as quicker than the suspected. "I think we missed our chance,"he whispers to Nick and Lyra. He retrieves his tools from his mage hand and begins to quickly stow them away. "We're going to need to hide that!" he says pointing at the gap in the wall.
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"Shit!"he curses under his breath as his minor illusion spell fizzles. "Help me hold this in place,"he calls over to the one in the neighboring cell.
Nicknack stays by the cell door, keeping a hand on it to hold it shut. Hearing Folzi's muttered frustration, he makes his first attempt to resist the power of the irresistible manacles.
Nicknack attempting to cast Minor Illusion as well: 6818
"Better try and wedge the board back in..." the wizard hisses.
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid,Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions! I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
"Up on deck," Commander Firebrand says to the entire group. "There's real trouble," she adds hustling up the steps as Turner and Evers wait for Hrain and Pat to move forward first.
"We want no part," the older voice hisses at Folzi again and he receives no aid from the others.
The teen half-elves look expectantly again as the one who tried to warn the captains about the escape attempts is balled up in a corner facing the wall.
"Be a darling and pass my sword will you? Apparently there is real trouble, and I see it isn't just me that thinks you are a joke." Hrain quietly goads Turner.
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid,Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions! I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
Lyra seems to be tensed up enough to react in time and remain upright. With the new voices shouting about in the hall, she picks up on the gnomes attempts and, while still withstanding the tremors running through the ships ground, tries to conjure a Minor Illusion herself to cover up the piece of wood that was originally covering the wall and test the mannacles.
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She doesn't wait to see whether any effect springs into existence, however, and spins around to face the inmates that were trapped in this cell in the first place. "Guys, this one there" and she points to the elf who repeatedly tried to give them away, "is obviously lost, but i feel like not all is lost for you. If theres one single bit of brains left in between those pointy ears of yours, you'd do your best to help us. Are you really that eager to get executed as a means of entertainment for the people who keep you locked up? Whatever is happening here might even be a chance to redeem yourselfs - we've done it before! But nothings going to come by rotting here, you need to take things into your own hands!"
Lyra then turns back to the two gnomes. "I said it, did i not? Who's idea was it to board an airship if theres freaking dragons taking over the world?"
Pat sheathes his sword and then (Dex Save DC 12 required but 15 rolled) means that he is able to maintain his footing as the airship suddenly dives. He follows Commander Firebrand up on deck and as he passes Turner he whispers “we ain’t finished my lad!
"Glad to see you lot have finally come to your senses. Keep it up for a little longer, we're gonna bust out once its safe. Somethings going on, i guess we'll be left alone quite soon. And you" she bursts out, ranting into the face of the young one that keeps trying to alert the guards. It is quite obvious Lyra's been looking for valve to pump out her emotions, and it seems like she's finally got the chance to do so. Due to the ship still losing altitude, Lyras hair is pushed upwards defying gravity and finally reveals a few thin but pitch black scales covering parts of her neck and the skin behind her ears. "It's fine if you've given up on your pathetic, miserable life, but don't you dare ruining it for the rest of us. If you try snitching on us again I swear the will be no prayer, no shepherd, no dragon and no god in this world to protect you from me." The words coming out of her mouth are spat out like deadly toxin, hardly suppressing the fury now visible in her face and it is for the first time that her draconig powers are revealed with the full scale of its venomous origin.
Hrain goes up the steps Turner and Evers follow. Above decks there are several paladins and clerics are in the middle of battle with a sudden storm. The airship is still plummeting with no sign of aggression from dragon but hundreds of figures in the shadows of the storm. Only Marion who's muttering at the great engines, free of her chains, as tendrils of light radiant from her hands keeping the ship aloft!
"It's an enchantment," Commander Firebrand shouts over the howling winds and gesturing at the figures in the storm all around them.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"He won't be a problem," the half elf-elven teen girl says. "Free us," she shouts her hands gripped around the bars.
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Nicknack clings to the cell gate and drags himself back to his feet. He pushes it open and scampers as far as he can towards the steps! "I am going up to help! Come along when you get their cell open, Uncle," he calls over his shoulder to Folzi. "Are you coming with me?" he asks Lyra, reaching out a little hand.
8617 attempting to cast Dimension Door up to the main deck, to a secluded spot we saw on the way in. If Lyra takes Nicknack's hand, she can come with him.
OOC: A player from before I started playing Nicknack informed me that we can't cast above lvl 2 at all while we're manacled, so if that's the case, I'll use that roll to pull my familiar from their pocket dimension and let them appear on my shoulder. Sorry for my confusion.
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid,Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions! I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
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Lyra looks at the girl for a moment, her anger still not entirely subsided. (Do they seem intent on helping, or rather like they'll backstab us once theyre out?)
Insight: 5
She then spins around on the spot, instinctively grabbing Nicknacks hand to come follow him wherever they'll be traveling.
Pat refuses to drop his sword and looks questioningly at Evers saying ”whose in charge here. You or that cheating scum! If you are how come he’s giving the orders?”
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"Pat, honestly I just don't care enough to die at the hands of some madman, so he cheats at cards and he's has no honour, he's hardly alone, most of them are probably the same. Do as he says, it'll be alright." Hrain let's his sword drop to the floor "If he didn't cheat, why would I have cared you stupid woman, it was your money. How can you be such an idiot?" he goads Evers too, walking up to Turner he looks him in the eyes, then smiles "I know what it is about you that is wrong, for a servant of Sune you are an ugly bastard, you know that right?"
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Laughing Turner looks to Evers.
"He thinks a care about his opinion about honor," Turner says glibly. Turner then kicks Hrain's sword away just as Commander Firebrand and the half-elf return.
"What's the meaning of this commotion?! Can't we ever have a smooth ride you two," the dwarf glowers.
Evers still holding Pat at sword point.
"They have no honor or sense of place Commander. Sellswords who don't take orders? They both drew swords after a misunderstanding at cards," Turner explains shealthing his blade then crossing his arms over hus board chest.
Deception 17
Evers says nothing just stares down Pat.
"Drop the sword," Commander Firebrand says in a steely tone cutting off Turner before he can speak again.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Folzi grits his teeth as it seems the fight is over as quicker than the suspected. "I think we missed our chance," he whispers to Nick and Lyra. He retrieves his tools from his mage hand and begins to quickly stow them away. "We're going to need to hide that!" he says pointing at the gap in the wall.
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"Shit!" he curses under his breath as his minor illusion spell fizzles. "Help me hold this in place," he calls over to the one in the neighboring cell.
"Hopefully this one is a bit less gullible than your partner here, but then what different would it make?" Hrain loudly says to Turner.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Nicknack stays by the cell door, keeping a hand on it to hold it shut. Hearing Folzi's muttered frustration, he makes his first attempt to resist the power of the irresistible manacles.
Nicknack attempting to cast Minor Illusion as well: 68 18
"Better try and wedge the board back in..." the wizard hisses.
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid, Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck
Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions!
I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
"Up on deck," Commander Firebrand says to the entire group. "There's real trouble," she adds hustling up the steps as Turner and Evers wait for Hrain and Pat to move forward first.
"We want no part," the older voice hisses at Folzi again and he receives no aid from the others.
The teen half-elves look expectantly again as the one who tried to warn the captains about the escape attempts is balled up in a corner facing the wall.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"Be a darling and pass my sword will you? Apparently there is real trouble, and I see it isn't just me that thinks you are a joke." Hrain quietly goads Turner.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
"Pick it up yourself or you have have mine stuck in your back on the way up the stairs," Turner growls through gritted teeth jerking his head forward.
"I said now," Commander Firebrand roars from a distance above.
Just as the dwarf's words ringing out a sudden drop in altitude shakes everyone's balance!
Everyone make a DEX save to remain standing DC 12.
Turner 19
Evers 14
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Dex 17
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Nicknack DEX save DC 12: 7
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid, Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck
Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions!
I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
DexST 20
Dex save: 17
Lyra seems to be tensed up enough to react in time and remain upright. With the new voices shouting about in the hall, she picks up on the gnomes attempts and, while still withstanding the tremors running through the ships ground, tries to conjure a Minor Illusion herself to cover up the piece of wood that was originally covering the wall and test the mannacles.
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She doesn't wait to see whether any effect springs into existence, however, and spins around to face the inmates that were trapped in this cell in the first place. "Guys, this one there" and she points to the elf who repeatedly tried to give them away, "is obviously lost, but i feel like not all is lost for you. If theres one single bit of brains left in between those pointy ears of yours, you'd do your best to help us. Are you really that eager to get executed as a means of entertainment for the people who keep you locked up? Whatever is happening here might even be a chance to redeem yourselfs - we've done it before! But nothings going to come by rotting here, you need to take things into your own hands!"
Persuasion: 25
Lyra then turns back to the two gnomes. "I said it, did i not? Who's idea was it to board an airship if theres freaking dragons taking over the world?"
Pat sheathes his sword and then (Dex Save DC 12 required but 15 rolled) means that he is able to maintain his footing as the airship suddenly dives. He follows Commander Firebrand up on deck and as he passes Turner he whispers “we ain’t finished my lad!
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"We'll help! Let us out," one of the female elves says in a pleading whispered tone!
Nick and the half-elves get knocked to the ground.
OOC: Is Hrain following up the steps?
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
After picking up and sheathing his sword Hrain turns to follow the others, leaving the area.
OOC if Hrain is left behind I'd like to edit this post please.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
"Glad to see you lot have finally come to your senses. Keep it up for a little longer, we're gonna bust out once its safe. Somethings going on, i guess we'll be left alone quite soon. And you" she bursts out, ranting into the face of the young one that keeps trying to alert the guards. It is quite obvious Lyra's been looking for valve to pump out her emotions, and it seems like she's finally got the chance to do so. Due to the ship still losing altitude, Lyras hair is pushed upwards defying gravity and finally reveals a few thin but pitch black scales covering parts of her neck and the skin behind her ears. "It's fine if you've given up on your pathetic, miserable life, but don't you dare ruining it for the rest of us. If you try snitching on us again I swear the will be no prayer, no shepherd, no dragon and no god in this world to protect you from me." The words coming out of her mouth are spat out like deadly toxin, hardly suppressing the fury now visible in her face and it is for the first time that her draconig powers are revealed with the full scale of its venomous origin.
Intimidation: 7
Hrain goes up the steps Turner and Evers follow. Above decks there are several paladins and clerics are in the middle of battle with a sudden storm. The airship is still plummeting with no sign of aggression from dragon but hundreds of figures in the shadows of the storm. Only Marion who's muttering at the great engines, free of her chains, as tendrils of light radiant from her hands keeping the ship aloft!
"It's an enchantment," Commander Firebrand shouts over the howling winds and gesturing at the figures in the storm all around them.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"He won't be a problem," the half elf-elven teen girl says. "Free us," she shouts her hands gripped around the bars.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Nicknack clings to the cell gate and drags himself back to his feet. He pushes it open and scampers as far as he can towards the steps! "I am going up to help! Come along when you get their cell open, Uncle," he calls over his shoulder to Folzi. "Are you coming with me?" he asks Lyra, reaching out a little hand.
86 17 attempting to cast Dimension Door up to the main deck, to a secluded spot we saw on the way in. If Lyra takes Nicknack's hand, she can come with him.
OOC: A player from before I started playing Nicknack informed me that we can't cast above lvl 2 at all while we're manacled, so if that's the case, I'll use that roll to pull my familiar from their pocket dimension and let them appear on my shoulder. Sorry for my confusion.
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid, Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck
Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions!
I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
Lyra looks at the girl for a moment, her anger still not entirely subsided. (Do they seem intent on helping, or rather like they'll backstab us once theyre out?)
Insight: 5
She then spins around on the spot, instinctively grabbing Nicknacks hand to come follow him wherever they'll be traveling.