GROUP 1 (ZELI, LEON, ASTRID) ONE HELL OF A SUMMER THE FINAL CHAPTER
Zeli let Leon think. She patted Astrid on the head, like a pet, happy the fuzzy little woodland creature was ok. The Cassalanters most likely used Raenar to let Aurinax give up the gold. There went her cut. But that didn't matter so much now. These poor humans needed help. She remained vigilant and promised herself that she would see this to the end. And Leon. Zeli looked at him with kindness, softness. He was such a handsome man, a beautiful soul, and when she was around him, her dragon heart was pulled to him. Zeli's parents never really approved of her interactions with humans over the centuries, and always told her to never meddle in their affairs. That was the work of the Gods. Her father would be especially annoyed. Being a dragon, Zeli's kind usually didn't care for such pleasures, seeing as how long they lived - like the elves. But Leon was different, and she was willing to stick by him. And the rabbit, too. She was sad one of their friends had betrayed them, and wasn't sure how to act if she saw him again. Time would tell.
Luckily, you're currently inside a nightmare mausoleum slash holding pen so making a bit of noise in here won't be too catastrophic. Outside? A very different story. Be careful, Pherskaroonski.
Once freed from her chains, Lythril falls to the floor whimpering, snot and tears streaking her face, blood and sweat crusted about her torn wrists. She lies in a shuddering heap, a soft mew coming from her throat...
The sound slowly fades...
The shuddering stills...
You see the rise and fall of her chest slowly..slowly...cease...
A mote of dim green light, rises slowly from a patch of slime mold on the wall. It floats in air casually circling the cell. After a minute, another rises from a patch of mold. Then another, and another.
Soon there are a dozen small motes of green light, looking more and more agitated swirling about in the air. They circle closer and closer to Lythrils still form, dancing about her body. Almost gently they alight upon her proud heart and sink in, absorbed by her skin....
Sorry got to go work, young minds need feeding =)
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"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
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Azrael turned from his peeking through the doorway at the strange noises that Lythril was emitting, and his eyes go wide... (History check to see if Azrael is aware of Fey weakness to iron: 3)
Unable to determine specifically 'why' this is happening, and unable to help, as he was no healer all he could do was watch on as she seemed to die... and various motes began flitting around the room.....
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Leon wracked the back of his brain, trying to find some sort of plan, an idea, anything to help him now. They needed to find the others; the thought of his friends being cooped up in some sort of cell or cage made his stomach twist in disgust. He knew they were all capable and able to handle themselves but those... Manifestations of pure evil we’re the ones that truly made him worry. Chances are they stripped down his teammates to nothing and only Gods knew what they would do to the group.
He sat up finally, staring off into the distance with a frown on his face. “How are we going to find them?”
First Fatcat and now his friends were going to be sacrificed to a demon—
“Wait.” He says to himself, his mind finally coming up with something. He rushed towards the two girls with a sparkle in his eyes. “The Cassalanters villa! They have to be there.” He said excitedly.
”If I we’re a crazy rich, cult loving fanatic owner, I would keep my... Sacrificial chambers somewhat close by, no? Underground.” He purses his lips a moment before continuing. “Thing is, getting in there won’t be easy. There has to be another entrance; unless we want to pretend to be rich scumbags and join a cult...”
Which was a possibility, they could try and act like the snobby rich folk and deceive the Cassalanters, but that would be difficult. He thought back to when he first stumbled upon Waterdeep, wondering if, back then, he stumbled upon an underground entrance of sorts.
(Idk what I’d roll for this, but I’ll just roll a flat 20 and if anything mr crispys can tell me later)
9
Regardless he would ask the others. “Zeli, Astrid, do any of you know of any, um, possible secret underground entrances?”
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"That is a very good question, Miss Zeli. You don't know me as well as others. Quite frankly, I am a little surprised at all of your reactions. You know that FC always puts 'imself first, dontchya?"
He lets you ponder that for a second.
"Now if me and my associates are to be numbah one, then these Cassalanter's can't be allowed to remain in the current... advantageous position they fink they are in. Yes, there's been some deception, but that's who I am, innit? What if I told you that I know exactly where the others are, and have a possible way to re unite us, wif them, and the gold from the vault?"
Astrid begins to growl an angry squirrel growl. “You’ve got QUITE the nerve showing up here, mister. QUITE the nerve!” she emphasizes again. She quickly withdraws her two blades, which glisten in the fading sunlight, matching her glistening teeth which she also displays with anger.
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Leon summoned all the self-control in the world the very moment he heard that familiar accent of his, his hands balling up into tight fists as green irises fell upon Fatcat's large frame. His jaw clenched in anger, allowing Zeli to be the one to question him, the dragon most likely knowing that if he opened his mouth to address that back stabbing son of a ***** then even she would probably struggle holding him back.
I swear to the heavens above if he says or makes any wrong move, I will not hesitate in raising the Nine Hells myself.
Insight check for when FC answers Zeli: 18
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"Wait, Rabbit." Zeli says to Astrid, her dragon greed engaging her interest. "You know where the others are? And the gold? How do we not know you'll trick my friends again. I should just eat you."
Nat20 insight, GG, Leon. FC is telling the truth. So far.
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Dani's eyes widened both at the mention of the creature and at what she saw of Lythril. "Sweet Seldarine." She muttered. Speaking up she said "We need to get our stuff, we're not going to be able to kill that thing like this." That said she sang a quick tune and a small wave of healing energy flowed over Lythril's body.
"Do not waste your in eating him; he is rotten and selfish to the core, there's nothing good about him." Leon sneered in his tongue, taking a step forward while managing to keep his fists to his sides. "And why should we even think about trusting you,filth?"
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"Because, numb skulls, this is part of the ******* job, innit? You really fink I am gonna let those fancy pricks get away with a free robbery? No. You still finkin' this is all aboit the ****en' gold? NO!"
He calms himself
"This was planned from the start. Joinin' the Zhents allowed me to see this larger threat rising. This is about stoppin' the blood in the streets, innit? We've found the gold, then what? All factions come for us. US. What if word just so 'appens to get around that the Cassalenters 'ave the loot... but we swipe it from under their noses?"
GROUP 2 (PHERAL, AZRAEL, LYTHRIL, DANI) ONE HELL OF A SUMMER THE FINAL CHAPTER
There is a possibility that, if you're sneaky, you can memorize the patrol pattern of "Stitches" and sneak around the next few areas. As a side note, I have the feeling that I may have "killed" Lythril's fairy spirit by accidentally by putting her in metal shackles, so i'm going to wait to see if this is true before moving forward with whatever you guys wish to do.
GROUP 1 (ZELI, LEON, ASTRID) ONE HELL OF A SUMMER THE FINAL CHAPTER
Zeli could crush FC right now with just her boot heel, but waits patiently for the conversation to finish before making any group discussions and plans.
GROUP 1 (ZELI, LEON, ASTRID)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER
Zeli let Leon think. She patted Astrid on the head, like a pet, happy the fuzzy little woodland creature was ok. The Cassalanters most likely used Raenar to let Aurinax give up the gold. There went her cut. But that didn't matter so much now. These poor humans needed help. She remained vigilant and promised herself that she would see this to the end. And Leon. Zeli looked at him with kindness, softness. He was such a handsome man, a beautiful soul, and when she was around him, her dragon heart was pulled to him. Zeli's parents never really approved of her interactions with humans over the centuries, and always told her to never meddle in their affairs. That was the work of the Gods. Her father would be especially annoyed. Being a dragon, Zeli's kind usually didn't care for such pleasures, seeing as how long they lived - like the elves. But Leon was different, and she was willing to stick by him. And the rabbit, too. She was sad one of their friends had betrayed them, and wasn't sure how to act if she saw him again. Time would tell.
We need to be causios. I'm no good in a fight as I am right now. stealth 11
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
Uh oh.
Luckily, you're currently inside a nightmare mausoleum slash holding pen so making a bit of noise in here won't be too catastrophic. Outside? A very different story. Be careful, Pherskaroonski.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Gift from the Embalmer. Vanilla WoW memorriieessss...
Once freed from her chains, Lythril falls to the floor whimpering, snot and tears streaking her face, blood and sweat crusted about her torn wrists. She lies in a shuddering heap, a soft mew coming from her throat...
The sound slowly fades...
The shuddering stills...
You see the rise and fall of her chest slowly..slowly...cease...
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
A mote of dim green light, rises slowly from a patch of slime mold on the wall. It floats in air casually circling the cell. After a minute, another rises from a patch of mold. Then another, and another.
Soon there are a dozen small motes of green light, looking more and more agitated swirling about in the air. They circle closer and closer to Lythrils still form, dancing about her body. Almost gently they alight upon her proud heart and sink in, absorbed by her skin....
Sorry got to go work, young minds need feeding =)
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Azrael turned from his peeking through the doorway at the strange noises that Lythril was emitting, and his eyes go wide... (History check to see if Azrael is aware of Fey weakness to iron: 3)
Unable to determine specifically 'why' this is happening, and unable to help, as he was no healer all he could do was watch on as she seemed to die... and various motes began flitting around the room.....
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Leon wracked the back of his brain, trying to find some sort of plan, an idea, anything to help him now. They needed to find the others; the thought of his friends being cooped up in some sort of cell or cage made his stomach twist in disgust. He knew they were all capable and able to handle themselves but those... Manifestations of pure evil we’re the ones that truly made him worry. Chances are they stripped down his teammates to nothing and only Gods knew what they would do to the group.
He sat up finally, staring off into the distance with a frown on his face. “How are we going to find them?”
First Fatcat and now his friends were going to be sacrificed to a demon—
“Wait.” He says to himself, his mind finally coming up with something. He rushed towards the two girls with a sparkle in his eyes. “The Cassalanters villa! They have to be there.” He said excitedly.
”If I we’re a crazy rich, cult loving fanatic owner, I would keep my... Sacrificial chambers somewhat close by, no? Underground.” He purses his lips a moment before continuing. “Thing is, getting in there won’t be easy. There has to be another entrance; unless we want to pretend to be rich scumbags and join a cult...”
Which was a possibility, they could try and act like the snobby rich folk and deceive the Cassalanters, but that would be difficult. He thought back to when he first stumbled upon Waterdeep, wondering if, back then, he stumbled upon an underground entrance of sorts.
(Idk what I’d roll for this, but I’ll just roll a flat 20 and if anything mr crispys can tell me later)
9
Regardless he would ask the others. “Zeli, Astrid, do any of you know of any, um, possible secret underground entrances?”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"I might 'ave an idea, mighten I?"
A familiar voice perks up from a side alley. The man himself, FC walks out with his hands up.
"Now, just listen for a sec, would ya. I wouldn't be 'ere if I came to die..."
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
GROUP 1 (ZELI, LEON, ASTRID)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER
Zeli thinks for a moment. "Well, we could pose as homeless people? I heard the Cassalanters take in homeless people and use them as sacrif-"
Then FC appeared. She slowly turned to him.
"Ah." She said casually, "Mr. Cat." Zeli folded her arms. "Why should we trust you?"
"That is a very good question, Miss Zeli. You don't know me as well as others. Quite frankly, I am a little surprised at all of your reactions. You know that FC always puts 'imself first, dontchya?"
He lets you ponder that for a second.
"Now if me and my associates are to be numbah one, then these Cassalanter's can't be allowed to remain in the current... advantageous position they fink they are in. Yes, there's been some deception, but that's who I am, innit? What if I told you that I know exactly where the others are, and have a possible way to re unite us, wif them, and the gold from the vault?"
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Astrid begins to growl an angry squirrel growl. “You’ve got QUITE the nerve showing up here, mister. QUITE the nerve!” she emphasizes again. She quickly withdraws her two blades, which glisten in the fading sunlight, matching her glistening teeth which she also displays with anger.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Leon summoned all the self-control in the world the very moment he heard that familiar accent of his, his hands balling up into tight fists as green irises fell upon Fatcat's large frame. His jaw clenched in anger, allowing Zeli to be the one to question him, the dragon most likely knowing that if he opened his mouth to address that back stabbing son of a ***** then even she would probably struggle holding him back.
I swear to the heavens above if he says or makes any wrong move, I will not hesitate in raising the Nine Hells myself.
Insight check for when FC answers Zeli: 18
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"Wait, Rabbit." Zeli says to Astrid, her dragon greed engaging her interest. "You know where the others are? And the gold? How do we not know you'll trick my friends again. I should just eat you."
Nat20 insight, GG, Leon. FC is telling the truth. So far.
Astrid: “Correction. Not ‘the’ gold. Not ‘your’ gold. OUR gold. And you gave up your share when you stabbed us all in the patooties.”
Pink steam is literally coming out her ears.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Dani's eyes widened both at the mention of the creature and at what she saw of Lythril. "Sweet Seldarine." She muttered. Speaking up she said "We need to get our stuff, we're not going to be able to kill that thing like this." That said she sang a quick tune and a small wave of healing energy flowed over Lythril's body.
Healing: 5
"Do not waste your in eating him; he is rotten and selfish to the core, there's nothing good about him." Leon sneered in his tongue, taking a step forward while managing to keep his fists to his sides. "And why should we even think about trusting you, filth?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"Because, numb skulls, this is part of the ******* job, innit? You really fink I am gonna let those fancy pricks get away with a free robbery? No. You still finkin' this is all aboit the ****en' gold? NO!"
He calms himself
"This was planned from the start. Joinin' the Zhents allowed me to see this larger threat rising. This is about stoppin' the blood in the streets, innit? We've found the gold, then what? All factions come for us. US. What if word just so 'appens to get around that the Cassalenters 'ave the loot... but we swipe it from under their noses?"
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
GROUP 2 (PHERAL, AZRAEL, LYTHRIL, DANI)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER
There is a possibility that, if you're sneaky, you can memorize the patrol pattern of "Stitches" and sneak around the next few areas. As a side note, I have the feeling that I may have "killed" Lythril's fairy spirit by accidentally by putting her in metal shackles, so i'm going to wait to see if this is true before moving forward with whatever you guys wish to do.
GROUP 1 (ZELI, LEON, ASTRID)
ONE HELL OF A SUMMER
THE FINAL CHAPTER
Zeli could crush FC right now with just her boot heel, but waits patiently for the conversation to finish before making any group discussions and plans.