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Gremryl nods to Elmo as he sings his dwarven ballad... with Elmo's whistles the song seems more epic, lonely, strong, and sad... performance check to sing it dope! 9 performance
second roll: 14
as he continues to sing, his voice trails off...images flash through his memory. Of dwarves, of drow, of foul winged demons, of creatures of the abyss..
Gremryl stops as he hits those final versus. "there be an evil out here Elmo.. I see in your heart ye be good and true, be knowing evil the likes we haven't seen since moradin made mountains with his forge was fresh. Where we be going, the path we take, all sides be frought with peril, but we walk right lad. Glad ye be here.. But i fear, ain't to be getting easier.. "
Aye... Elmo will find the courage needed... because... because he has no choice... (after a brief awkward silence) Any courage tips for a halfling? (elmo half jokes)
Gremryl leans back and eyes Elmo.. " ye think so eh...not sure if I be believing ye. but i think so! Bella may be a tad 'worn', but nothing that can't be fixed lad! ye seem to have seen alot lad, but your face doesn't be showing it. if my memories be serving me right, you kind age like fine wine lad, slow with no show. Just how old ye be if I might be asking? Haven't met a halfing with your vigor and half your sense.. Most be either worried about lost rings, or bartering if ye catch me drift?"
Elmo is 47 by human years. You're catching me at a good time. Had ye gotten to know me a decade or two ago you'd hardly recognize the respectable halfling ye see facing ye. I feel that in those years I was a far more vibrant embodiment on my peoples deficiencies.
(elmo looks over his shoulders and takes a bite of a pocket meat and offers one to grem. Its a quality meat.)
Truth be told is that I was raised in a human orphanage with me older sister after the ugliness at my village. There I learned to be... mischievous among other things (elmo chuckles to himself).
I also learned the way that the world treats a halfling. What they expect. I learned that I would never be taken that seriously mate. So I used it to my advantage. (more chuckling) It made me a grand picker of pockets in my youth. Remind me to tell ye one of me many amazing story's one day.
I know what ye mean though mate. We halflings tend to be of a certain fashion. I was always the more pleasent one between me and me sister... there was nothing stereotypically halfling about her... (elmo starts to chuckle again but quickly trails off, his trade mark half smile leaving his face. After a notable silence he takes a bite of pocket meat and recomposes himself)
Your turn mate! Tell me someting I didnt know about ye past?
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Gremryl sits up as Elmo speaks his tale. The world is a cruel mistress indeed... He too, absently mindly nibbles on a meat snack.. He replies
"Ye letter Lad. Meant a lot, I've be feeling we are placed together for a purpose. But! if ye be thinking that purpose be to drink a dwarf under the table then ye mistaken Master Elmo! ( he chuckles). But ye be right in one thing, the world is a cruel mistress aye. Often leaving us to walk her paths without guidance. Your mentioned you learned how the world viewed Halfings early on.. By my reckoning Ms. Morgana might of learned the same lesson if ye catch me hammer. She's a good lass, i can see it.. Just angry. The World dishes out pain Lad, but grants no reprieve.
Me past, ye ask? In Adbar you have 2 choices as a dwarf. The Mines or the Army, my arms likened to swinging an axe instead of a pick. I carried an axe for more than a while, but while out and over at citadel Mirabar i met a dwarven brother. Angry, but he wielded the stars like a dwarf possessed and from there I got me own and it was from him i learned...He traveled with a human.. Assassin.. didn't like him, but he could fight. From there it was the gutbuster brigade.. Ye want to know something funny? I'm ambidextrous! "
He gestures at the posse "take note Master Halfing... tis not a 'caper' you're in.. but know this.. if ye needing a dwarf to sling around, i'm not the sort.. but (he grins broadly) if its a dwarf to drink ale and smite, I be here! "
So when we get to the tavern, and ye are eventually layng on the ground looking up at Elmo in defeat and more drunk that ye ever been, know that Elmo waits till the next day to gloat.
Hemeth takes the (-1) Rapier from Elmo with a very long and overly dramatic sigh.
Hemeth - "No. You know what? Just no. The both of ya. I appreciate the kindness, really, I do. But you may as well hand me a bag of rocks for all the good your damaged weapons be in a dangerous place like this." Hemeth shakes his head then throws his arms up in the air. "Don't take offense. And I won't either." Then he mutters under his breath, not quite audible except for the most interested of listeners...
"For **** sake...they know I was an arms dealer, they should have known I've seen many wonderous instruments of death and can spot damaged goods a mile away...Moradin's balls..."
Hemeth to Elmo - "My dreams, eh? More like a vision I'd wager! Hard to describe...but what I remember was evil. Powerful evil. I also saw that ***** Ilvara from the Velkynvelve camp...She may be connected in some way. I can't shake these images no matter how hard I try. I must tell my father. He may know more." Hemeth appears to be pained at the imagery that's been burned into his mind.
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After observing the exchange regarding weaponry and music Morgana swoops down and speaks to the group jokingly: "What was that noise I heard coming from down here? Was someone skinning a cat? And what did poor hemeth ever do yo you two clowns to make you hate him so? Trying to send him into pitched battles with subpar weaponry?! This just wont do! A hero of hemeth's renown deserves a weapon befitting his skills and abilities! Watch and learn you cheap bastards! (Morgana hands over her +1 drow dagger) This is what you'll require to continue to help me kill drow! Sneak up on whoever you like and run this across their wind pipes and they'll be smiling out of their necks from ear to ear in no time! Use it in good health and remember me fondly when the shit hits the fan and it's time to watch my back!"
General DM question: How much does stool weigh?
I'll also do a perception check on general principal to see if there is anything in the water, hanging from the ceiling, following us, etc...22
Glabbagool to Elmo - "Your kind is a curious kind! I'd very much like to see where you come from one day. And the foods you tell me of...I want to try them all!" It quivers a bit. Probably in excitement at the thought of trying new foods of such delicacy as the Halfling regales. "Thank you for the generosity you've shown in the form of your...'meat snacks' you call them, yes? They're quite delicious!" As Elmo tosses another of his meat snacks into the gelatinous cube's form, it quivers once again. Probably as a way of showing appreciation or happiness.
"What brought you here to this place? What is your purpose to fulfill in this world? I'm most fascinated with all of you. Are other creatures of your kind like you? Or different somehow?" he asks of Elmo.
Elmo's perception of the cube (different than a slime/ooze) reveals nothing regarding which skills Glabbagool may be able to use. Try asking it what it can do.
Stool to Elmo - "Thank you! I have been trying hard to learn from you. I fear I may not be able to learn as much as you have to teach because of my current form...Please don't think that I don't want to learn though! Direct combat I may not be suited for is all." Stool replies apologetically. "Maybe if I grow to have appendages like my elders!" Stool exclaims with excitement.
Hemeth to Morgana - "Now that be a right fine (+1) Dagger, Morgana! One that I will appreciate and you have my word - this blade shall end the lives of our enemies. This spider design...it's Drow-made, there's no mistaking it. Weapons like this are given to those in power. Those in power are few in number. Perhaps it belonged to someone of--..." Hemeth stops mid-sentence as he fumbles with the spider design and discovers a hidden compartment that contains a scribbled note! "By Moradin's grace! This has the seal of Ilvara herself! It says," Hemeth pauses to clear his throat before reading aloud the message, "The temple may hold secrets to the Demon Lord's weakness. Find it's location...or don't return."
While Morgana continues to look behind their make-shift raft for pursuers or other deadly threats, she neglects to pay much mind to the cave ceiling as it slowly becomes lower and lower. Sure enough, Morgana finds herself smashing face first into a stalactite and she comes crashing down into the water.
While treading water and making her way towards the raft, her companions make a sweeping circle-back effort to pick her up. Before they can reach her though, Morgana screams out in pain! Something from the Darklake has taken a large bite from Morgana's left wing! She's now unable to fly for the next day as her wing heals and takes 5hp of damage!
"Oh for sucks sake! Who's steering this god damned barge of shit!!" Morgana gasps as she flops back onto the deck. I'll then try to perceive whatever it was that bit me 13
I'll then try a medicine check to mend my wing 7
To hemetnh: You're welcome. Now, any idea what that note is referring to? What type of demon are we talking about here and why would Ilvara be researching it?"
During the hours passing that Morgana had her collision and many conversations were taking place between the party, no signs of danger present themselves.
Gremryl nods to Elmo as he sings his dwarven ballad... with Elmo's whistles the song seems more epic, lonely, strong, and sad... performance check to sing it dope! 9 performance
second roll: 14
as he continues to sing, his voice trails off...images flash through his memory. Of dwarves, of drow, of foul winged demons, of creatures of the abyss..
Gremryl stops as he hits those final versus. "there be an evil out here Elmo.. I see in your heart ye be good and true, be knowing evil the likes we haven't seen since moradin made mountains with his forge was fresh. Where we be going, the path we take, all sides be frought with peril, but we walk right lad. Glad ye be here.. But i fear, ain't to be getting easier.. "
Wait, Im using my action to help you. You should get advantage I believe in your check.
To Grem
Grem finishes his ballad, shaken.. but not stirred.
"we be going to Stool's town.. hoping so. Hemeth sure liked my gift aye?" He smiles broadly!
Patting Grem on the shoulder
deception check: 6
Gremryl leans back and eyes Elmo.. " ye think so eh...not sure if I be believing ye. but i think so! Bella may be a tad 'worn', but nothing that can't be fixed lad! ye seem to have seen alot lad, but your face doesn't be showing it. if my memories be serving me right, you kind age like fine wine lad, slow with no show. Just how old ye be if I might be asking? Haven't met a halfing with your vigor and half your sense.. Most be either worried about lost rings, or bartering if ye catch me drift?"
Gremryl sits up as Elmo speaks his tale. The world is a cruel mistress indeed... He too, absently mindly nibbles on a meat snack.. He replies
"Ye letter Lad. Meant a lot, I've be feeling we are placed together for a purpose. But! if ye be thinking that purpose be to drink a dwarf under the table then ye mistaken Master Elmo! ( he chuckles). But ye be right in one thing, the world is a cruel mistress aye. Often leaving us to walk her paths without guidance. Your mentioned you learned how the world viewed Halfings early on.. By my reckoning Ms. Morgana might of learned the same lesson if ye catch me hammer. She's a good lass, i can see it.. Just angry. The World dishes out pain Lad, but grants no reprieve.
Me past, ye ask? In Adbar you have 2 choices as a dwarf. The Mines or the Army, my arms likened to swinging an axe instead of a pick. I carried an axe for more than a while, but while out and over at citadel Mirabar i met a dwarven brother. Angry, but he wielded the stars like a dwarf possessed and from there I got me own and it was from him i learned...He traveled with a human.. Assassin.. didn't like him, but he could fight. From there it was the gutbuster brigade.. Ye want to know something funny? I'm ambidextrous! "
He gestures at the posse "take note Master Halfing... tis not a 'caper' you're in.. but know this.. if ye needing a dwarf to sling around, i'm not the sort.. but (he grins broadly) if its a dwarf to drink ale and smite, I be here! "
persuasion for a high five! 14
no roll needed. High 5 granted enthusiastically
After observing the exchange regarding weaponry and music Morgana swoops down and speaks to the group jokingly: "What was that noise I heard coming from down here? Was someone skinning a cat? And what did poor hemeth ever do yo you two clowns to make you hate him so? Trying to send him into pitched battles with subpar weaponry?! This just wont do! A hero of hemeth's renown deserves a weapon befitting his skills and abilities! Watch and learn you cheap bastards! (Morgana hands over her +1 drow dagger) This is what you'll require to continue to help me kill drow! Sneak up on whoever you like and run this across their wind pipes and they'll be smiling out of their necks from ear to ear in no time! Use it in good health and remember me fondly when the shit hits the fan and it's time to watch my back!"
General DM question: How much does stool weigh?
I'll also do a perception check on general principal to see if there is anything in the water, hanging from the ceiling, following us, etc...22
Oh ****...that was a critical failure...please don't have me poke myself in the eye with something...
"Oh for sucks sake! Who's steering this god damned barge of shit!!" Morgana gasps as she flops back onto the deck. I'll then try to perceive whatever it was that bit me 13
I'll then try a medicine check to mend my wing 7
To hemetnh: You're welcome. Now, any idea what that note is referring to? What type of demon are we talking about here and why would Ilvara be researching it?"
(Stool weighs approximately 40lbs)