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D.O.R.K's Wisdom Save(DC ??): 14.
(OOC: The below assumes this mysterious wisdom save wouldn't affect her response. But in case it would, I'll be keeping things brief.)
"My goddess is the Lady of Strategy. So long as the theft served the greater stratagem, such an action might be accepted should there prove to be no other recourse.. Though the expectations after would no doubt require that I afterward face the appropriate punishment." Was D.O.R.K's immediate response, regardless of whether it came before or after Ebonitus attempts to assuage Mullo. But then she bowed her head and added in a softer and more dwarvish accented voice, "But no wae I be know'n wit' certainty of such things anymore. Only that it be foolish think'n ta be presuming too much."
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"Perhaps if we ask first, explaining the reasons why we need these relics, the shamen and holy women will allow us to take them to serve the higher purpose. We do not need all of them - but the more we can secure the better chance we have of stopping this destruction and healing the lands." Ilezenya offers, working this out in his own mind and wrestling with the different beliefs of his order and those of his new allies.
"My goddess has told me to keep the bigger picture in mind. I would hope to understand this if it were to happen to my people. Though it is likely I would be upset. I would like to think I would take the high road but I am not so young and foolish to believe I would."
(OOC: I had been largely waiting to see if Mullo had further to respond with, even if only a parting disapproval but grudging acceptance of the state of the plan as-is. But if not then..)
Disheartened, if not uncertain of what to say more, D.O.R.K stayed quiet and simply observed the entreaties from the others for a time. Time enough to let Mullo digest the words and respond in kind. Yet knowing they could not spend the entirety of the day debating the matter, the living construct would delay only so long prior to uttering the inevitable. "I am in agreement. Even with Harshnag's guidance, this will take time given the harshness of this environment. Time enough to further reflect if need be on the situation. But a time not wasted by inaction, at the very least."She declared, though would then look up to Harshnag.
"That is, Warrior Harshnag, you are willing to continue to guide us at least through this part of the world. Again, you appear familiar with the tribe we faced at the entrance to some extent. But, if you would prefer to remain or go your own way, this operative at least will respect that decision."
As the others speak, Mullo looks at them, even making eye contact if they look directly at her, but she does not speak. She appears both angry and worried. The marked bones dance within her open palm — she continues to hold them as if indecisive. But as the group begins to file back out of the temple, she follows, continuing to brood. She walks beside Haetone, a hand on the pegasus's neck as if drawing strength from the noble creature.
The party emerge from the complex late in the afternoon of the 4 day of Marpenoth. It is bitterly cold – well below zero in both Fahrenheit and Celsius – and there is a strongish northerly wind blowing as well. The sun is not far above the mountains on the western side of the chasm. Silhouetted against the setting sun a strange vehicle hangs in the sky overhead, slowly drifting closer. It looks like a small ship with sleigh runners, held aloft by a giant red balloon. As it drifts over the entrance to the temple, two 50-foot long rope ladders are dropped over side. A couple of humans hang over the side motioning for the party to climb up.
"It is not... I do not believe it is of Lantanese make."D.O.R.K canted her head to the side. "Curious. And here I was beginning to think such constructions were beyond any mainlanders capabilities. Hm..."She admitted, righting herself to look at the others. "We should -all- go up, just in case they prove hostile and we are force to commandeer their ship. My own understanding of such contraptions is limited, but the design is not so far outside of those found at home that I cannot at least guide us on landing it. That said, if they wished us ill, they had far easier methods of doing us harm than allowing us aboard."With all that said, D.O.R.K goes to start climbing without waiting for the others, trusting they would be shortly up in due time.
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"Fair enough." Devin says bravely, or brazenly, as D moves to start climbing up. "I suppose they could just drop stuff on us if they really wanted to attack. Let's go." he says as he starts climbing up the other ladder.
He moves as quick as he can, trying to beat D to the top.
"I... I... I... is it safe?" stutters Ebonitus before swallowing his fears and approaching the ladders and climbing up. "Harshnag, are you coming with us?" he calls back without looking down.
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Harshnag looks at the ropes ladders which can best be described as flimsy and says "they wont take my weight lad but I'll hold them steady so you can climb." He says reaching out to steady the rope ladders. The strong wind makes the climb more difficult than would normally be the case but Harshnag's bulk as an anchor counters this to some extent.
Devin's checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 21 and 15
D.O.R.K.'s checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 9 and 13
Ebonitus' checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 15 and 23
D.O.R.K. slips as she starts to climb which means that Devin easily wins the race.
Devin and D.O.R.K can you pls both make a Wisdom saving throw
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D.O.R.K's Wisdom Save(DC ??): 14.
(OOC: The below assumes this mysterious wisdom save wouldn't affect her response. But in case it would, I'll be keeping things brief.)
"My goddess is the Lady of Strategy. So long as the theft served the greater stratagem, such an action might be accepted should there prove to be no other recourse.. Though the expectations after would no doubt require that I afterward face the appropriate punishment." Was D.O.R.K's immediate response, regardless of whether it came before or after Ebonitus attempts to assuage Mullo. But then she bowed her head and added in a softer and more dwarvish accented voice, "But no wae I be know'n wit' certainty of such things anymore. Only that it be foolish think'n ta be presuming too much."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Perhaps if we ask first, explaining the reasons why we need these relics, the shamen and holy women will allow us to take them to serve the higher purpose. We do not need all of them - but the more we can secure the better chance we have of stopping this destruction and healing the lands." Ilezenya offers, working this out in his own mind and wrestling with the different beliefs of his order and those of his new allies.
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Wis saving throw 26
"My goddess has told me to keep the bigger picture in mind. I would hope to understand this if it were to happen to my people. Though it is likely I would be upset. I would like to think I would take the high road but I am not so young and foolish to believe I would."
Devin says in answer to Mullo.
I'm curious about this mysterious wisdom save.
Nothing has happened so far. What does the party want to do next?
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Leave and head for the closest location, I s'pose...
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"If we are ready to go, we are rested and at full strength. I say we head for the closest burial location and go from there."
If there is no further discussion Devin grabs his things and heads for the exit.
(OOC: I had been largely waiting to see if Mullo had further to respond with, even if only a parting disapproval but grudging acceptance of the state of the plan as-is. But if not then..)
Disheartened, if not uncertain of what to say more, D.O.R.K stayed quiet and simply observed the entreaties from the others for a time. Time enough to let Mullo digest the words and respond in kind. Yet knowing they could not spend the entirety of the day debating the matter, the living construct would delay only so long prior to uttering the inevitable. "I am in agreement. Even with Harshnag's guidance, this will take time given the harshness of this environment. Time enough to further reflect if need be on the situation. But a time not wasted by inaction, at the very least." She declared, though would then look up to Harshnag.
"That is, Warrior Harshnag, you are willing to continue to guide us at least through this part of the world. Again, you appear familiar with the tribe we faced at the entrance to some extent. But, if you would prefer to remain or go your own way, this operative at least will respect that decision."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
As the others speak, Mullo looks at them, even making eye contact if they look directly at her, but she does not speak. She appears both angry and worried. The marked bones dance within her open palm — she continues to hold them as if indecisive. But as the group begins to file back out of the temple, she follows, continuing to brood. She walks beside Haetone, a hand on the pegasus's neck as if drawing strength from the noble creature.
The party emerge from the complex late in the afternoon of the 4 day of Marpenoth. It is bitterly cold – well below zero in both Fahrenheit and Celsius – and there is a strongish northerly wind blowing as well. The sun is not far above the mountains on the western side of the chasm. Silhouetted against the setting sun a strange vehicle hangs in the sky overhead, slowly drifting closer. It looks like a small ship with sleigh runners, held aloft by a giant red balloon. As it drifts over the entrance to the temple, two 50-foot long rope ladders are dropped over side. A couple of humans hang over the side motioning for the party to climb up.
And .....
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Devin looks up at the balloon and then back around to the others. "Uh, who are these people? Do you want me to go up and see who they are?"
"This would certainly be faster than walking." Ilezenya quips, looking up at the airship. "I will go with you, for I can fly down if needed..."
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"It is not... I do not believe it is of Lantanese make." D.O.R.K canted her head to the side. "Curious. And here I was beginning to think such constructions were beyond any mainlanders capabilities. Hm..." She admitted, righting herself to look at the others. "We should -all- go up, just in case they prove hostile and we are force to commandeer their ship. My own understanding of such contraptions is limited, but the design is not so far outside of those found at home that I cannot at least guide us on landing it. That said, if they wished us ill, they had far easier methods of doing us harm than allowing us aboard." With all that said, D.O.R.K goes to start climbing without waiting for the others, trusting they would be shortly up in due time.
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"Fair enough." Devin says bravely, or brazenly, as D moves to start climbing up. "I suppose they could just drop stuff on us if they really wanted to attack. Let's go." he says as he starts climbing up the other ladder.
He moves as quick as he can, trying to beat D to the top.
"I... I... I... is it safe?" stutters Ebonitus before swallowing his fears and approaching the ladders and climbing up. "Harshnag, are you coming with us?" he calls back without looking down.
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Harshnag looks at the ropes ladders which can best be described as flimsy and says "they wont take my weight lad but I'll hold them steady so you can climb." He says reaching out to steady the rope ladders. The strong wind makes the climb more difficult than would normally be the case but Harshnag's bulk as an anchor counters this to some extent.
Devin's checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 21 and 15
D.O.R.K.'s checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 9 and 13
Ebonitus' checks (Acrobatics/Athletics & DC @ 10) = 15 and 23
D.O.R.K. slips as she starts to climb which means that Devin easily wins the race.
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"If Harshnag cannot climb, and we had just yesterday expressed that we wanted his aid, why are you climbing?" Mullo asks, genuinely confused.
Reaching the top Devin steps up onto the deck. He can't help but give a quick excited whoop as he beats D.
He then looks around at the people. "So, who are? And what do you want?"