Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Bits squats down next to the panicked man, and yells over the wind and noise. "Calm down man! Let's try to find a way out of here together."
persuasion check if needed 12.
Bits feels that the man has a sort of scaly hide, like a Dragonborn's. He appears slightly calmer -- instead of shouting, he feels to be in the fetal position, curled up in front of the cart, whimpering. "It's the wind... oh gods... please... I need this howling to stop..."
BITS
"Hold on man, Let me get something to plug your ears. Can you make a light? Do you have any idea how to get out of here?"
Bits wear tear off some cloth form his clothes and try to make ear plugs for the creature.
(ooc: Note bits doesn't have normal traveling gear on him, as I started with cash and just purchased some items. I don't believe he would have carried a torch regardless while traveling through the city...)
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
"Hold on man, Let me get something to plug your ears. Can you make a light? Do you have any idea how to get out of here?"
Bits wear tear off some cloth form his clothes and try to make ear plugs for the creature.
(ooc: Note bits doesn't have normal traveling gear on him, as I started with cash and just purchased some items. I don't believe he would have carried a torch regardless while traveling through the city...)
OOC: That seems fair. Appreciate keeping to the realism of the setting. Give me a survival roll to see how effective these ear plugs are.
IC:
The whimpering person leans into Bits's steady hand, and their rambling turns eventually to answer his question:
"No light. The wind blows out the torches. It's neverending. Maddening. I can't escape...
"I walked through a portal with what I thought was a friend, but he tried to eat me after we were trapped in the dark... then I wandered through these tunnels after escaping him, but most are dead ends, except one that's full of whispers, and another full of horrible nightmare beings... it's awful here... I can't get a moment's quiet... it's terrible..."
"OK, so no light, we can try to navigate by touch. Were you running from anything just now?" Bits screams over the wind. He attempts to make himself some plugs as well, but feels the effort a failure. The cloth not seeming to fit properly in his mishappen ear holes.
Bits will talk with the man some about any ideas for exploring and finding a way out as well. "Any idea about those whispers you heard? Any type of clue? And where were you when you walked through the portal?"
Note: survival roll is a 6.
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“Do you know what language this might be?”
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...Habel takes a look but unless it's in Dwarvish, Giant, or Common Habel has no idea what language is used on the scroll.
Bits feels that the man has a sort of scaly hide, like a Dragonborn's. He appears slightly calmer -- instead of shouting, he feels to be in the fetal position, curled up in front of the cart, whimpering. "It's the wind... oh gods... please... I need this howling to stop..."
BITS
"Hold on man, Let me get something to plug your ears. Can you make a light? Do you have any idea how to get out of here?"
Bits wear tear off some cloth form his clothes and try to make ear plugs for the creature.
(ooc: Note bits doesn't have normal traveling gear on him, as I started with cash and just purchased some items. I don't believe he would have carried a torch regardless while traveling through the city...)
*Visaru, is it one of those languages?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...Ismaelar and Raskival notice the two members of the Transcendant Order looking over a scroll.
It is not in a language Habel recognizes, and Jules remembers that Ekthus said it was written in a unique Doomguard cipher.
OOC: That seems fair. Appreciate keeping to the realism of the setting. Give me a survival roll to see how effective these ear plugs are.
IC:
The whimpering person leans into Bits's steady hand, and their rambling turns eventually to answer his question:
"No light. The wind blows out the torches. It's neverending. Maddening. I can't escape...
"I walked through a portal with what I thought was a friend, but he tried to eat me after we were trapped in the dark... then I wandered through these tunnels after escaping him, but most are dead ends, except one that's full of whispers, and another full of horrible nightmare beings... it's awful here... I can't get a moment's quiet... it's terrible..."
BITS
"OK, so no light, we can try to navigate by touch. Were you running from anything just now?" Bits screams over the wind. He attempts to make himself some plugs as well, but feels the effort a failure. The cloth not seeming to fit properly in his mishappen ear holes.
Bits will talk with the man some about any ideas for exploring and finding a way out as well. "Any idea about those whispers you heard? Any type of clue? And where were you when you walked through the portal?"
Note: survival roll is a 6.