Yasei has been asleep all this time, oblivious to the recent goings on. Suddenly stirring awake when the warrior appeared out of nowhere, she jumps up and smiles broadly at it. “We were wondering when you’d arrive! I’ve taken the liberty of preparing for your arrival.” She then mentions how she prepared the rail car holding the water to easily be disconnected from the rest of the head of the train. All that was left to do was disconnect one more pin from the coupling, and the car should completely disconnect itself.
Pumpkin been chillaxing, hanging out, and acting like a teenager that's been trapped in a stuffy train-car for multiple days. That is, very sullen and hot. When she's not loudly complaining about how hot it is, she's bugging all of you to show her some sweet moves.
When the bugs barg in, she looks pretty excited to have something break the monotony of everyday life, and she seems pretty pumped to throw all of society into an anarchic civil war.
The Thri-kreen pauses in it’s actions to consider each of your ideas.
”hrmmmm yes. I suppose we’ll have to do this differently. So far, we have been sabotaging these deliveries in such a way it looks like we were never here. This has, in turn, made the brothers think that they have stopped sending supplies to each other. With you here, how do we explain the missing cargo? If you say you were attacked, then the brothers will blame the attackers, and not each other.”
it thinks for a while, scratching it’s head.
”You either have to lie when you get to Arid, and tell Krum that Sledge wants war... or abandon The Dune after disposing of the water shipment, delivering an empty train once again.”
Cora looked at the others. Either way, she didnt mind too much which way they went. If one way benefitted someone, thats the way she would go. As they spoke, her headache returned, and she grew more fidgety and impatient.
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Rosli will make her way over to Cora tail darting about "Maybe we could hide the water somewhere that way it doesn't get wasted... but I'm fine with whatever you all decide."
OOC: Does Rosli know if this pain train is operated by mostly thugs or regular people?
Is there anything hidden or left in the room/rail car we're currently in? Items that may have been left from the last residents, secret compartments and/or etc. Seemingly bored with the situation Rosli will begin searching the room paying little attention to the conversation at hand.
The train carriage is mostly empty with a few hammocks and straw beds from previous travellers. Your perception check reveals scratch marks and combat damage over the inside of the train, long since dried blood fills these marks.
You know that riding on The Dune is not common these days. Outlander bandits used to attack, find nothing, then leave but the train hasn't been compromised for a while now due to the emptiness of the cargo, mainly only transporting raw materials from city to city of which bandits have no need. The train drives itself on scheduled stops.
Your check does reveal a hand x-bow with 15 bolts tucked away in a small side panel next to a bed.
The Thri-Kreen opens a satchel and pulls out four small feathers.
"We shall abandon The Metallic Snake. Come with me, and we will be able to help you with your freedom from this place, as promised."
The Thri-kreen opens a large sliding door, letting in a rush of sand and dust. It swings it's pole arm around in a large arc, slicing the container across the middle, spilling water out on to the floor where it runs through rusted holes in the floor. You all fill your water skins with enough water for roughly three days. After the load has lightened a bit, with your help, the container is pushed out the door and sent tumbling out into the desert, where you watch the liquid evaporate almost instantly before it slides the door shut. A well practiced procedure, done a few times before evidently.
"Take these, and follow me."it says. It hands you each a small, black and white feather and heads out of the train through the roof trap door. You look around the cabin once again. Empty. Just like nothing had been sent from The City of Rust at all.
As you pull yourselves up through the roof hatch, the swarming particles of sand burn your skin. The loud hammering of the train's wheels is all that can be heard as the train speeds through the wastes at incredible speed and you struggle to keep your footing. "Jump. As high as you can."you hear in your minds, as the Thri-kreen folds it's arms across it's chest and leans forward, folding out four transparent wings which begin to buzz rapidly. It jumps vertically, and soars upwards in to the sky.
[ Everyone make a DC 14 Athletics check to jump from the train safely! On a fail, you take 24 bludgeoning damage as you fail to clear the train's numerous impediments which protrude from it's steel hide! ]
As you jump, you become weightless, and the feather allows you to fall safely, as it has the effect of feather fall on each of you. Once you land, the feather disintegrates.
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If nobody else picks up the hand crossbow and bolts Rosli will quickly pop them into her bag. Backing to the far side of the train beaming from ear to ear in excitement she will stretch a little, whisper something to herself then take off sprinting towards the door vaulting just before reaching the edge of the platform.
3 Athletics
OOC: Rosli will Dash, use feline agility and spend 1 Ki point to use step of the wind (for an extra dash and doubling her jump distance).
Rosli fumbles the jump. Hitting numerous spikes and poles like a kid falling out of a tree, she takes the least optimal way down to the ground. She drops her feather which blows away in the wind and her limp, unconscious body hits the hard, cracked earth and skids to a stop, motionless.
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Cora watches the cat leap and careen to the ground. With a sharp cry, she screams, "*****CAT!" and watches her fall. Cora jumps after her.
Athletics: 20
For a heart wrenching moment, Cora realized she wasn't going to make it. In a panic, she twisted to try and blunt the impact, but fell, hard, and hit her head on the ground with a sickening crunch.
The closest word to describe her form was a spirit. The darkness was cold, and vast. A chill unlike anything she had ever felt. It was so thick and endless. She floated. Deep in her subconscious, her name was called. On the edges of her perception, she heard and understood. And an emotion she had not experienced in over two thousand years gripped her soul and held on tight. She was afraid.
"Finally." Her father said. "Finally, after an eternity of waiting. You are finally mine."
Her lost memory returned, and everything came back in an unfathomable wave of pain, anger, and agony. Love, hope, unbearable loss. The onslaught of remembrance hit her with a force unlike anything she had ever known. Her lives and deeds and mistakes and her victories. Everything. She knew this voice, and it had been thousands of years since it tormented her, and now..all she could do was but listen.
"You have avoided my wrath for longer that any mortal would think possible. You lied, tricked, and deceived many. I will punish and torment you till the end of time. You will hurt, you will suffer, you will break. But you fight. You want to live. You are not afraid of death. You are afraid of ME. When I have taken every last bit of everything left that you are, you will beg for mercy and your screams will echo through the cosmos. What I will do to you until Creation has ended will pale in comparison to the suffering you have endured your entire lifetime."
Then, only then, will I allow you to die."
She had finally lost. There was nowhere to run now. Her death had finally brought upon the punishment she was avoiding for so long, and she could no longer avoid her abusive father. The fear and panic was overwhelming. She could feel his presence approaching, the pure darkness surrounding her, penetrating her soul. She tried to speak, to cry out, but there was nothing pure about her soul any longer, nothing to fight with. There was nothing left to do but await for the darkness.
Her borrowed time imploded upon itself, and in a final act of defiance, waited to be accepted into oblivion.
Danica crouches, the tips of her fingers barely touching the steel below her. With a mighty jump, the steel actually compresses under the force of her legs, as she flips off, gliding gracefully down near Rosli and Cora.
With a practiced grace, Yasei crouches down, and then springs upwards with the grace of a lithe brute:
Athletics check: 9
Her body smacks into a mail bag catching arm on the way out, knocking the wind out of her. She begins to flip around, uncontrollably, slamming continually into various other appendages of the rail cars as they zoom by. Her lifeless body feather floats down to the sand, where she lies motionless, bleeding uncontrollably.
OOC: Holy #@&*#@. We all sucked royally with that. Time for the death saves!
Danica spoke up, "Any chance we can steal the water a redistribute it to the poor people, but not the leaders?"
Yasei has been asleep all this time, oblivious to the recent goings on. Suddenly stirring awake when the warrior appeared out of nowhere, she jumps up and smiles broadly at it. “We were wondering when you’d arrive! I’ve taken the liberty of preparing for your arrival.” She then mentions how she prepared the rail car holding the water to easily be disconnected from the rest of the head of the train. All that was left to do was disconnect one more pin from the coupling, and the car should completely disconnect itself.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Pumpkin been chillaxing, hanging out, and acting like a teenager that's been trapped in a stuffy train-car for multiple days. That is, very sullen and hot. When she's not loudly complaining about how hot it is, she's bugging all of you to show her some sweet moves.
When the bugs barg in, she looks pretty excited to have something break the monotony of everyday life, and she seems pretty pumped to throw all of society into an anarchic civil war.
The Thri-kreen pauses in it’s actions to consider each of your ideas.
”hrmmmm yes. I suppose we’ll have to do this differently. So far, we have been sabotaging these deliveries in such a way it looks like we were never here. This has, in turn, made the brothers think that they have stopped sending supplies to each other. With you here, how do we explain the missing cargo? If you say you were attacked, then the brothers will blame the attackers, and not each other.”
it thinks for a while, scratching it’s head.
”You either have to lie when you get to Arid, and tell Krum that Sledge wants war... or abandon The Dune after disposing of the water shipment, delivering an empty train once again.”
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Cora looked at the others. Either way, she didnt mind too much which way they went. If one way benefitted someone, thats the way she would go. As they spoke, her headache returned, and she grew more fidgety and impatient.
Rosli will make her way over to Cora tail darting about "Maybe we could hide the water somewhere that way it doesn't get wasted... but I'm fine with whatever you all decide."
OOC: Does Rosli know if this pain train is operated by mostly thugs or regular people?
Is there anything hidden or left in the room/rail car we're currently in? Items that may have been left from the last residents, secret compartments and/or etc. Seemingly bored with the situation Rosli will begin searching the room paying little attention to the conversation at hand.
19 Perception
Rosli:
The train carriage is mostly empty with a few hammocks and straw beds from previous travellers. Your perception check reveals scratch marks and combat damage over the inside of the train, long since dried blood fills these marks.
You know that riding on The Dune is not common these days. Outlander bandits used to attack, find nothing, then leave but the train hasn't been compromised for a while now due to the emptiness of the cargo, mainly only transporting raw materials from city to city of which bandits have no need. The train drives itself on scheduled stops.
Your check does reveal a hand x-bow with 15 bolts tucked away in a small side panel next to a bed.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
(Updating soon...)
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Rosli will pull them from the side panel, shrug, place them on the floor and continue searching (mostly trying to avoid the conversation at hand)
The Thri-Kreen opens a satchel and pulls out four small feathers.
"We shall abandon The Metallic Snake. Come with me, and we will be able to help you with your freedom from this place, as promised."
The Thri-kreen opens a large sliding door, letting in a rush of sand and dust. It swings it's pole arm around in a large arc, slicing the container across the middle, spilling water out on to the floor where it runs through rusted holes in the floor. You all fill your water skins with enough water for roughly three days. After the load has lightened a bit, with your help, the container is pushed out the door and sent tumbling out into the desert, where you watch the liquid evaporate almost instantly before it slides the door shut. A well practiced procedure, done a few times before evidently.
"Take these, and follow me." it says. It hands you each a small, black and white feather and heads out of the train through the roof trap door. You look around the cabin once again. Empty. Just like nothing had been sent from The City of Rust at all.
As you pull yourselves up through the roof hatch, the swarming particles of sand burn your skin. The loud hammering of the train's wheels is all that can be heard as the train speeds through the wastes at incredible speed and you struggle to keep your footing. "Jump. As high as you can." you hear in your minds, as the Thri-kreen folds it's arms across it's chest and leans forward, folding out four transparent wings which begin to buzz rapidly. It jumps vertically, and soars upwards in to the sky.
[ Everyone make a DC 14 Athletics check to jump from the train safely! On a fail, you take 24 bludgeoning damage as you fail to clear the train's numerous impediments which protrude from it's steel hide! ]
As you jump, you become weightless, and the feather allows you to fall safely, as it has the effect of feather fall on each of you. Once you land, the feather disintegrates.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
If nobody else picks up the hand crossbow and bolts Rosli will quickly pop them into her bag. Backing to the far side of the train beaming from ear to ear in excitement she will stretch a little, whisper something to herself then take off sprinting towards the door vaulting just before reaching the edge of the platform.
3 Athletics
OOC: Rosli will Dash, use feline agility and spend 1 Ki point to use step of the wind (for an extra dash and doubling her jump distance).
R.I.P. Rosli
Have another go at adv due to step of the wind =)
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
0 Athletics round 2.
OOC: Dice Jesus be with me.
Double R.I.P. Rosli lol
Like a spotted freight train Rosli almost teleports directly into the corner of the door plummeting into the spikey bits of the train.
Rosli fumbles the jump. Hitting numerous spikes and poles like a kid falling out of a tree, she takes the least optimal way down to the ground. She drops her feather which blows away in the wind and her limp, unconscious body hits the hard, cracked earth and skids to a stop, motionless.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
(ROSLI NOU!!! Will post soon!!)
(Danica will do the same, ie spend a ki point to activate Step of the Wind)
Athletics: 24
Cora watches the cat leap and careen to the ground. With a sharp cry, she screams, "*****CAT!" and watches her fall. Cora jumps after her.
Athletics: 20
For a heart wrenching moment, Cora realized she wasn't going to make it. In a panic, she twisted to try and blunt the impact, but fell, hard, and hit her head on the ground with a sickening crunch.
She didn't move from that point on.
Cora floated in the darkness of the abyss.
The closest word to describe her form was a spirit. The darkness was cold, and vast. A chill unlike anything she had ever felt. It was so thick and endless. She floated. Deep in her subconscious, her name was called. On the edges of her perception, she heard and understood. And an emotion she had not experienced in over two thousand years gripped her soul and held on tight. She was afraid.
"Finally." Her father said. "Finally, after an eternity of waiting. You are finally mine."
Her lost memory returned, and everything came back in an unfathomable wave of pain, anger, and agony. Love, hope, unbearable loss. The onslaught of remembrance hit her with a force unlike anything she had ever known. Her lives and deeds and mistakes and her victories. Everything. She knew this voice, and it had been thousands of years since it tormented her, and now..all she could do was but listen.
"You have avoided my wrath for longer that any mortal would think possible. You lied, tricked, and deceived many. I will punish and torment you till the end of time. You will hurt, you will suffer, you will break. But you fight. You want to live. You are not afraid of death. You are afraid of ME. When I have taken every last bit of everything left that you are, you will beg for mercy and your screams will echo through the cosmos. What I will do to you until Creation has ended will pale in comparison to the suffering you have endured your entire lifetime."
Then, only then, will I allow you to die."
She had finally lost. There was nowhere to run now. Her death had finally brought upon the punishment she was avoiding for so long, and she could no longer avoid her abusive father. The fear and panic was overwhelming. She could feel his presence approaching, the pure darkness surrounding her, penetrating her soul. She tried to speak, to cry out, but there was nothing pure about her soul any longer, nothing to fight with. There was nothing left to do but await for the darkness.
Her borrowed time imploded upon itself, and in a final act of defiance, waited to be accepted into oblivion.
Danica crouches, the tips of her fingers barely touching the steel below her. With a mighty jump, the steel actually compresses under the force of her legs, as she flips off, gliding gracefully down near Rosli and Cora.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
With a practiced grace, Yasei crouches down, and then springs upwards with the grace of a lithe brute:
Athletics check: 9
Her body smacks into a mail bag catching arm on the way out, knocking the wind out of her. She begins to flip around, uncontrollably, slamming continually into various other appendages of the rail cars as they zoom by. Her lifeless body feather floats down to the sand, where she lies motionless, bleeding uncontrollably.
OOC: Holy #@&*#@. We all sucked royally with that. Time for the death saves!
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?