Azrael's buttons seem to have been transformed into something else biologically. Where before he buttons were blue, as you peer closer into his physiology, you can see that each of his buttons have a mixture of white, black, red, blue, and green hues - mixed together so violently that his buttons appear pure black to you. Knowing that this happened after he said a prayer to that dragon he worships, you are convinced that whoever answered his prayers was not that God, but something far, far worse. There is something "infecting" him.
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Ra'iik studies Azreal for a moment. He looks at him closely and wonders if this transformation is an odd one or if Dragonborn simply... Do this.
Being a Paladin of Helm, he had of course heard of and studied the Platinum Dragon. However he failed to recall any devotees to Bahamut turning black. Chromatic and metallic dragons were divided, let alone light and dark colours. He quietly mulls this over while studying Azreal in an attempt to detect anything sinister. Insight: 14
It made Ra'iik think about doing something during his meditation which he'd not done for a while for extra guidance... Pray.
Mr. Biggs raises a bushy brow as Azrael. "If you say so, sport. I would offer a word of caution, but you seem to have a fine enough handle of things."He said, nonplussed in the end by the transformation. In fact, he gave the dragonborn a thumbs up on the new look before falling in line to follow him. In spite of his ongoing, devil may care attitude, Biggs kept Chip out as he went along from then on. Wedge double backs with his warning about the blood but gets sent out again on chittered complaint to scout out area 18.
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Azraels smirk only widens as he notices the cautious stares by several members of the group as he strode confidently forward, much like Vader, every step had a purpose, and every step held weight. He ignored and passed the prisoners like they were of no significance to him, not even offering them passing glances as he made his way to the howling caves.
A crimson iris found its way to Grianne as she offered her question. I am quite fine, you needn't concern yourself druid. I assure you, I am better than ever. his gait had never ceased as he proceeded forward, his mirror image still at the ready. As he enters the area near the giant green 18, where the tunnel starts to splinter into many orifices, he looks first left, then right, then straight ahead. His orb still following him, though even the orb seems darker, and more twisted somehow. Just noticing the door to the front, or whatever that 'square' was, he would approach it, and either knock, or call out.. he wanted to sate his curiosity.
Come out.. come out whoever you are....... that last 'are' stretched out tauntingly.
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I no longer am a Dungeon Master, for various reasons.
"Probably be the wisest course of action for they pick up steam."Biggs commented on. "Mind you I'm all for live and let live sort of philosophy, seeing as that usually lets me eat and sleep in peace. But something tells me we won't be getting much of that if I let something like this lie." He leans over and stage whisper, "Plus your dragonborn friend seems really gung-ho about meeting them."
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
This 30-foot-high cavern contains part of the ancient settlement of Stromkuhldur. Crumbling, single-story buildings stand empty, their roofs caved in and their insides picked clean. Sections of the cavern ceiling show signs of collapse, with rocks scattered across the floor. It is usually quiet in this area, and a soft wind could be heard going through the halls.
Azrael, you can feel power coursing through your veins, as if you were not one dragon, but five.
As you continue down the hallway, you come across a cavern to the left that appears to be a guarded treasure trove. The creature guarding it is a vile combination of goat, lion, and dragon, and features the heads of all three of those creatures. It can hear you a mile away, and gets on all fours growling as you guys walk by.
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Suddenly there are four black Azraels in the space, as the condition of his trigger is met. Seeing such a beast makes him smile as he can imagine making it's carcass rot and decay, almost shivering at the thought. The four forms assumed an offensive stance, as he 11 casually initiated himself for the fight, allowing the robot to press forward.
All four bodies, shimmering darkly began a complex weave of motions, each motion was somehow repulsing in it's motions, as dark energy surrounded him. Speaking in a mixture of Twisted Celestial, and Draconic fused into a cacaphony of words, (when it's his turn) Azrael will cast Vitriolic Sphere centered on the (i assume) Chimaera/Nue/Whatever.
meit, loaru fueryon, sari wer nothingness di wer amuul! a wicked grin on his face even as he casts the acidic globe. If the beast is somehow dead before his turn, he doesn't cast obviously.
(DC 14 dex save, or take 42 - half if sucessfully saved. If the save is failed, ALSO take 25 at the END of it's NEXT turn)
Grianne makes her insight check 12
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)
Azrael's buttons seem to have been transformed into something else biologically. Where before he buttons were blue, as you peer closer into his physiology, you can see that each of his buttons have a mixture of white, black, red, blue, and green hues - mixed together so violently that his buttons appear pure black to you. Knowing that this happened after he said a prayer to that dragon he worships, you are convinced that whoever answered his prayers was not that God, but something far, far worse. There is something "infecting" him.
Grianne is worried.
Azrael? are you feeling OK?
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)
AREA 8:
These caves emit a creepy howling whine. Written on one of the cave walls is this, written in blood:
If Skullport’s where ye wish to be,
With the Sargauth’s flow go ye.
If pirate booty is what ye crave,
Fight the surge to the captain’s grave.
Both OU812 and Ra'iik find 5 scraps.
Here comes the next block.
OOC: Ofc im not playing my pirate as we head to a pirate city. Maybe if she was here her husband wouldn't currently be a black dragonborn.
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)
You can play your pirate in the new campaign book that's coming out in May lol
Ra'iik studies Azreal for a moment. He looks at him closely and wonders if this transformation is an odd one or if Dragonborn simply... Do this.
Being a Paladin of Helm, he had of course heard of and studied the Platinum Dragon. However he failed to recall any devotees to Bahamut turning black. Chromatic and metallic dragons were divided, let alone light and dark colours. He quietly mulls this over while studying Azreal in an attempt to detect anything sinister. Insight: 14
It made Ra'iik think about doing something during his meditation which he'd not done for a while for extra guidance... Pray.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Mr. Wedge's after discovering Azrael's changes:
Mr. Biggs raises a bushy brow as Azrael. "If you say so, sport. I would offer a word of caution, but you seem to have a fine enough handle of things." He said, nonplussed in the end by the transformation. In fact, he gave the dragonborn a thumbs up on the new look before falling in line to follow him. In spite of his ongoing, devil may care attitude, Biggs kept Chip out as he went along from then on. Wedge double backs with his warning about the blood but gets sent out again on chittered complaint to scout out area 18.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Lothia - [Goliath]Warlock - ??? (Stormwreck Isle)
Super ninja stealth to area 18
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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?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Azraels smirk only widens as he notices the cautious stares by several members of the group as he strode confidently forward, much like Vader, every step had a purpose, and every step held weight. He ignored and passed the prisoners like they were of no significance to him, not even offering them passing glances as he made his way to the howling caves.
A crimson iris found its way to Grianne as she offered her question. I am quite fine, you needn't concern yourself druid. I assure you, I am better than ever. his gait had never ceased as he proceeded forward, his mirror image still at the ready. As he enters the area near the giant green 18, where the tunnel starts to splinter into many orifices, he looks first left, then right, then straight ahead. His orb still following him, though even the orb seems darker, and more twisted somehow. Just noticing the door to the front, or whatever that 'square' was, he would approach it, and either knock, or call out.. he wanted to sate his curiosity.
Come out.. come out whoever you are....... that last 'are' stretched out tauntingly.
I no longer am a Dungeon Master, for various reasons.
Very well. Lets proceed. Grianne seems satisfied with the answer she received. Are we going to push out the drow down here ?
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)
"Probably be the wisest course of action for they pick up steam." Biggs commented on. "Mind you I'm all for live and let live sort of philosophy, seeing as that usually lets me eat and sleep in peace. But something tells me we won't be getting much of that if I let something like this lie." He leans over and stage whisper, "Plus your dragonborn friend seems really gung-ho about meeting them."
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Lothia - [Goliath]Warlock - ??? (Stormwreck Isle)
AREA 18
This 30-foot-high cavern contains part of the ancient settlement of Stromkuhldur. Crumbling, single-story buildings stand empty, their roofs caved in and their insides picked clean. Sections of the cavern ceiling show signs of collapse, with rocks scattered across the floor. It is usually quiet in this area, and a soft wind could be heard going through the halls.
Azrael, you can feel power coursing through your veins, as if you were not one dragon, but five.
OU812 continues to creep along the route, right behind Azrael (Stealth: 21)
STOMP...STOMP...STOMP... (making tons of noise)
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
AREA 19
As you continue down the hallway, you come across a cavern to the left that appears to be a guarded treasure trove. The creature guarding it is a vile combination of goat, lion, and dragon, and features the heads of all three of those creatures. It can hear you a mile away, and gets on all fours growling as you guys walk by.
"KITTY!!!" Ra'iik yells, breaking out into a run with arms wide open.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
OU812 will hurl a javelin at the “kitty” as it rushes towards the group-
Attack: 10 Damage: 10
Initiative: 20
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Suddenly there are four black Azraels in the space, as the condition of his trigger is met. Seeing such a beast makes him smile as he can imagine making it's carcass rot and decay, almost shivering at the thought. The four forms assumed an offensive stance, as he 11 casually initiated himself for the fight, allowing the robot to press forward.
All four bodies, shimmering darkly began a complex weave of motions, each motion was somehow repulsing in it's motions, as dark energy surrounded him. Speaking in a mixture of Twisted Celestial, and Draconic fused into a cacaphony of words, (when it's his turn) Azrael will cast Vitriolic Sphere centered on the (i assume) Chimaera/Nue/Whatever.
meit, loaru fueryon, sari wer nothingness di wer amuul! a wicked grin on his face even as he casts the acidic globe. If the beast is somehow dead before his turn, he doesn't cast obviously.
(DC 14 dex save, or take 42 - half if sucessfully saved. If the save is failed, ALSO take 25 at the END of it's NEXT turn)
I no longer am a Dungeon Master, for various reasons.