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Vanyel would rise to his full height and grip his axe in both hands as menacingly as possible. "We have nothing you could want and if you continue to block our way then you will feel my wrath." He says hoping to intimidate them and get them to let them by without a fight.
"Gotcha, time to call for help." He says and then arches his back and loudly calls out in a series of yells for urgent assistance in squirrel. Soon dozens of squirrelings and squirrels gather around the rooftops of the intersection; all asking what the issue is. He motions to you and says; "Our cousin is in need of help." and then allows you to fill in the rest.
suprised, Kip would stand silent for a moment and nod to the dark haired squirreling before addressing the crowd. "Thank you all for coming... I have been been tasked by a god..... well actually a goddess." Kip will pause a moment and look to the other squrrelings before continuing. "A godess by the name if Hope... because that is who she is... " Kip will pause a moment longer. "She is the hope at first light... when the sun pierces the darkness and drapes forest in a blanket of radiance and warmth.. and the hope for a better tomorrow when the sun sets below the trees and the sky is filled with our twinkling dreams and wishes just waiting to be achieved..." The squirreling will take a moment to curl his tail on front of him and hold it in his hands, slowly wringing the fluffy wriggling beast.. "I need your help to find others like myself who have been tasked by the gods to perform a great task.. and the first step is fir us to come together... so please... help me to find the other champions.." Kip will say, lowering his head and awaiting their response.
(If they agree he would then describe then the best he could)
The squirrels and squirrelings watch you intently, pawed hands before them, tail tight to their backs, standing straight, eyes eager, ears pitched in your direction.
The squirrels and squirrelings watch you intently, pawed hands before them, tail tight to their backs, standing straight, eyes eager, ears pitched in your direction.
Kip, looking back up and seeing how focused they are will let a small smile spread across his face. "I am looking for a bugbear, two halflings, and a gnome... we were chosen to carry out a very important task but were separated and it is very important that we are reunited." The Squirreling will take the time as he talks to lock eyes with each squirrel and squirreling nearby. Placing his hand on his vest and feeling the small lump of the pebble underneath, he will try his best to close his eyes and visualize his companions as he tries his best to describe them and their last location according to Hope.
As Kip describes his companions and their last known location; about a third of them head off towards the east road, while the rest scatter across the city, looking for Ash. The black furred squirreling stays around. "I've got no real plans, so I'll wait here for when they return. Names Brell by the way."
Vanyel shifts his stance and turns to the voice. "I was not hired, I came along these fine individuals while traveling to Haven on a mission of my own and due to the fact that they were headed the same way we decided to travel together. I have some Venison Jerky if you would like it but otherwise I am not a hireling of theirs and since we have nothing of value, there is little reason to risk your lives to try and take what little we have. Trust me, your lives are worth much more than anything we could possible have on us."
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"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
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"Risk our lives..." The male malicious voice of the halfling calls out from the shadows. "The Mockers don't risk our lives." He adds a laugh before you hear a twang of a crossbow come from the opposite direction. (Crossbow Attack: 7, Damage: 2) The bolt plunges into your shoulder, but not to the bone.
(Vanyel, Mercury, and Penris; roll for Initiative.)
"It is the squirreling way." Brell replies. "You would do the same for me or any cousin. But a quest from the Gods, of course I'll help." His young face smiles wide.
"You are absolutely right friend! I am always looking for ways to help our fellow squirrelings" Kip will say with a large smile before looking out towards the crowed and letting out a heavy sigh. "I have been looking for these companions for so long... never coming close to finding them" he would say, pausing a moment before continuing " and now that I know they are nearby... the thought of letting them slip through my fingers... well..... " Kip will look to the ground, lowing his voice a bit... "I don't want to think about it...."
Ash, you are following your feet until you realize that they are leading you back to your father's blacksmith shop. You come to the realization that your feet probably only knows a few places and that you may need to take them somewhere new.
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Vanyel would rise to his full height and grip his axe in both hands as menacingly as possible. "We have nothing you could want and if you continue to block our way then you will feel my wrath." He says hoping to intimidate them and get them to let them by without a fight.
Intimidation: 1
(Apparently he just sucked a helium balloon. lol)
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
"Nothing we want?" A mocking halfling voice calls out from the woods.
"They have a wagon and hired a bugbear to transport gear, and they have nothing we want." Another mocking halfling voice calls out from the hill.
"Come show yourselves then. I've got things to do..."
Mercury plays with the purple energy in his hands, waving it around each finger like a coin.
"Things to do." A voice from the woods behind you say with a sadistic tone. "If we let you leave." She adds.
"Gotcha, time to call for help." He says and then arches his back and loudly calls out in a series of yells for urgent assistance in squirrel. Soon dozens of squirrelings and squirrels gather around the rooftops of the intersection; all asking what the issue is. He motions to you and says; "Our cousin is in need of help." and then allows you to fill in the rest.
suprised, Kip would stand silent for a moment and nod to the dark haired squirreling before addressing the crowd. "Thank you all for coming... I have been been tasked by a god..... well actually a goddess." Kip will pause a moment and look to the other squrrelings before continuing. "A godess by the name if Hope... because that is who she is... " Kip will pause a moment longer. "She is the hope at first light... when the sun pierces the darkness and drapes forest in a blanket of radiance and warmth.. and the hope for a better tomorrow when the sun sets below the trees and the sky is filled with our twinkling dreams and wishes just waiting to be achieved..." The squirreling will take a moment to curl his tail on front of him and hold it in his hands, slowly wringing the fluffy wriggling beast.. "I need your help to find others like myself who have been tasked by the gods to perform a great task.. and the first step is fir us to come together... so please... help me to find the other champions.." Kip will say, lowering his head and awaiting their response.
(If they agree he would then describe then the best he could)
(Kip, make a religion check)
20
(Holy crap I am a cleric now...)
The squirrels and squirrelings watch you intently, pawed hands before them, tail tight to their backs, standing straight, eyes eager, ears pitched in your direction.
Penris waits, motionless, listening intently, trying to see if she recognizes any of the voices.
Kip, looking back up and seeing how focused they are will let a small smile spread across his face. "I am looking for a bugbear, two halflings, and a gnome... we were chosen to carry out a very important task but were separated and it is very important that we are reunited." The Squirreling will take the time as he talks to lock eyes with each squirrel and squirreling nearby. Placing his hand on his vest and feeling the small lump of the pebble underneath, he will try his best to close his eyes and visualize his companions as he tries his best to describe them and their last location according to Hope.
Penris, the voices are definitely halfling and don't sound very nice. It sounds like they intend to be a problem.
As Kip describes his companions and their last known location; about a third of them head off towards the east road, while the rest scatter across the city, looking for Ash. The black furred squirreling stays around. "I've got no real plans, so I'll wait here for when they return. Names Brell by the way."
Vanyel shifts his stance and turns to the voice. "I was not hired, I came along these fine individuals while traveling to Haven on a mission of my own and due to the fact that they were headed the same way we decided to travel together. I have some Venison Jerky if you would like it but otherwise I am not a hireling of theirs and since we have nothing of value, there is little reason to risk your lives to try and take what little we have. Trust me, your lives are worth much more than anything we could possible have on us."
"Lord Arunduil will bring death to us all"
Arutha Lvl.2 Human Fighter: Arsenal of the Orc Lord
Milamber Lvl.1 Human Sorcerer: Curse of Strahd
Masque: Lvl.5 Gith Cleric: Age of Death
DM: League of Improbable Adventurers: Chapter 1 of Arunduil's Bane
"Nice to meet you Brell, my name is Kip" He would say, extending a paw for a handshake. "I really appreciate your help."
"Risk our lives..." The male malicious voice of the halfling calls out from the shadows. "The Mockers don't risk our lives." He adds a laugh before you hear a twang of a crossbow come from the opposite direction. (Crossbow Attack: 7, Damage: 2) The bolt plunges into your shoulder, but not to the bone.
(Vanyel, Mercury, and Penris; roll for Initiative.)
"It is the squirreling way." Brell replies. "You would do the same for me or any cousin. But a quest from the Gods, of course I'll help." His young face smiles wide.
"You are absolutely right friend! I am always looking for ways to help our fellow squirrelings" Kip will say with a large smile before looking out towards the crowed and letting out a heavy sigh. "I have been looking for these companions for so long... never coming close to finding them" he would say, pausing a moment before continuing " and now that I know they are nearby... the thought of letting them slip through my fingers... well..... " Kip will look to the ground, lowing his voice a bit... "I don't want to think about it...."
Ash Wis Save: 6
*niiiceee first roll**
Ash, you are following your feet until you realize that they are leading you back to your father's blacksmith shop. You come to the realization that your feet probably only knows a few places and that you may need to take them somewhere new.