As azrael finally returns, having left the group to deal with the lesser drow since they had seemed so eager to, finally made his way to the next floor below. Catching the group walking to another path just as he enters only to (Survival check for the first: 12 ) feel some sensation brush him, before he would brush it off entirely. For some reason he felt stronger but couldn't quite explain why... ah well All for the glory of Baha..Mat.... Shaking his head, as he felt funny, like a piece of him was locked away somewhere he couldn't reach....
He began following the group, saying little as they seemed to have some mission ahead.. which just meant more things to kill, more stepping stones on his path to power, for the gory of Tia..mut... He growled, attempting to disperse these weird, graven flashes in his mind, just as another wave of something attempts to overtake him.
(Is it because her survival skills only involve how to smash evil *****es?)
Mr. Biggs make sure to tip his non-existent hat to the Ettin on the groups way out. "Not to be a buzz kill, but perhaps dealing with the one group we take a rest? Better as some of us may feel at the moment since coming down here, adrenaline and moxie will only get us so far. 'sides--"He glances over to R'aiik. "Some of us could probably use a night's rest to get back their full, uh... Faculties."
As they go along Biggs and Wedge put two heads together in keeping an eye out for their query.
"If we all would like to rest, then so be it." Alessandra looks over to Dani. "Would it be possible for you to lay down that spell of yours?"
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Danitriel grinned, "You bet!", and cast Leomund's Tiny Hut. The glimmering dome appeared like a shimmering bubble and think comfortable grass grew on the floor, beds of warm air formed and soft elven music started playing.
Maybe Ra’iik can help Alessandra. He says something corny abiut Mushrooms being romantic inthe right light... but makes a fool of himself and trudges into the hut. He loves that hut. He gives Dani a thumbs up as he enters.
Up on the rooftop are piercers, horrible burrowing creatures that look like cave spikes that drop down on unsuspecting creatures. As long as you can see them, you can avoid them.
Just before entering the hut, Alessandra gives her best shot (again) at trying to find a good path to take with Ra'iik's help (after giving him a confused look about his talk about the shrooms light).
Survival: 17
Coming up with nothing more, she enters the bubble for a well deserved rest.
((if anyone else wants to take a shot at it, aless will help them))
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
"Much appreciated, Lady Danitriel. As always. Say.. you would not mind teaching me that trick later. I know its not quite my brand of magic, but I have a feeling I can pick up enough to work out later."Mr. Biggs once inside the hut. Yes or no, he finds himself a nice spot of grass to sleep on. But before that he takes a closer look at T'riseel's book to see what the future might be in store.
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Grianne enters the hut and begins her meditation cycle. Though she is aware of her surroundings she may still dream, and she worries for what visions may yet appear.
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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
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Azrael huffs, as they all enter the hut. Finding the most private place, and settling into meditation and prayer.
Oh great Bahamat.... Your soldier calls out to thee. Spreading death and destruction to the wicked.... the weak... All shall kneel before Chaos... er... Justice... confused expressions wash across his face. Bless me with your divine power, and aid me in the battles to come.... And let your will flow through me. Religious: 6
Mr. Biggs replied to Lantriel with a tip of the hat and resolved to gather scroll supplies later once they reached topside for proper notation. In the meantime, before sleep takes him fully, he starts speaking in alien tongue while holding his Chip and soon after Bosco. Towards the end of the ritual, the two float in the air for a few seconds then vanish without a trace.
(Not much to add until folk are ready to move or we find out what happens next to Darth Az for more insanity!)
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
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I don't think Lythril's "survival skills" apply here.
"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
survival 4 Evrik continues into the space unknowingly.
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As azrael finally returns, having left the group to deal with the lesser drow since they had seemed so eager to, finally made his way to the next floor below. Catching the group walking to another path just as he enters only to (Survival check for the first: 12 ) feel some sensation brush him, before he would brush it off entirely. For some reason he felt stronger but couldn't quite explain why... ah well All for the glory of Baha..Mat.... Shaking his head, as he felt funny, like a piece of him was locked away somewhere he couldn't reach....
He began following the group, saying little as they seemed to have some mission ahead.. which just meant more things to kill, more stepping stones on his path to power, for the gory of Tia..mut... He growled, attempting to disperse these weird, graven flashes in his mind, just as another wave of something attempts to overtake him.
2nd Surv: 5
Despite his best efforts....
Occassional Dungeon Master.
(Is it because her survival skills only involve how to smash evil *****es?)
Mr. Biggs make sure to tip his non-existent hat to the Ettin on the groups way out. "Not to be a buzz kill, but perhaps dealing with the one group we take a rest? Better as some of us may feel at the moment since coming down here, adrenaline and moxie will only get us so far. 'sides--" He glances over to R'aiik. "Some of us could probably use a night's rest to get back their full, uh... Faculties."
As they go along Biggs and Wedge put two heads together in keeping an eye out for their query.
Survival: 14 with help from Wedge.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
"Would it be OK to take a rest in your forest garden here sirs?"
"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
Eh, **** it (survival): 16
"If we all would like to rest, then so be it." Alessandra looks over to Dani. "Would it be possible for you to lay down that spell of yours?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Danitriel grinned, "You bet!", and cast Leomund's Tiny Hut. The glimmering dome appeared like a shimmering bubble and think comfortable grass grew on the floor, beds of warm air formed and soft elven music started playing.
Before stepping into Leomund's Tiny Hilton Hotel, OU812 checks out the "Death From Above" gardens: 11).
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
So close, yet, so far. No additional information is revealed. Anyone have darkvision? Evrik? Biggs?
(Literally everyone but Azrael and Ou812 has darkvision.)
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
Maybe Ra’iik can help Alessandra. He says something corny abiut Mushrooms being romantic inthe right light... but makes a fool of himself and trudges into the hut. He loves that hut. He gives Dani a thumbs up as he enters.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Up on the rooftop are piercers, horrible burrowing creatures that look like cave spikes that drop down on unsuspecting creatures. As long as you can see them, you can avoid them.
Just before entering the hut, Alessandra gives her best shot (again) at trying to find a good path to take with Ra'iik's help (after giving him a confused look about his talk about the shrooms light).
Survival: 17
Coming up with nothing more, she enters the bubble for a well deserved rest.
((if anyone else wants to take a shot at it, aless will help them))
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
"Much appreciated, Lady Danitriel. As always. Say.. you would not mind teaching me that trick later. I know its not quite my brand of magic, but I have a feeling I can pick up enough to work out later." Mr. Biggs once inside the hut. Yes or no, he finds himself a nice spot of grass to sleep on. But before that he takes a closer look at T'riseel's book to see what the future might be in store.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
Danitriel shrugged agreeably. "Sure. We can give it a shot at least."
Lythril plops onto one of the cloud cots and is soon snoring the sleep of puppies and children.
"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
Grianne enters the hut and begins her meditation cycle. Though she is aware of her surroundings she may still dream, and she worries for what visions may yet appear.
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 huffs, as they all enter the hut. Finding the most private place, and settling into meditation and prayer.
Oh great Bahamat.... Your soldier calls out to thee. Spreading death and destruction to the wicked.... the weak... All shall kneel before Chaos... er... Justice... confused expressions wash across his face. Bless me with your divine power, and aid me in the battles to come.... And let your will flow through me. Religious: 6
Occassional Dungeon Master.
MY FAITHFUL SERVANT.
IT IS TIME TO CHANGE YOUR WAYS. YOU HAVE BEEN JUDGED...INADEQUATE.
YOU WANT MY BLESSING?
YOU WILL GIVE IN TO ARROGANCE, GREED, HATE, SPITE, AND VANITY TO DESTROY THOSE WHO ARE MY ENEMIES. YOU WILL BE PUNISHED OTHERWISE.
THIS IS THE WILL OF BAHAMUT.
NOW GO.
Mr. Biggs replied to Lantriel with a tip of the hat and resolved to gather scroll supplies later once they reached topside for proper notation. In the meantime, before sleep takes him fully, he starts speaking in alien tongue while holding his Chip and soon after Bosco. Towards the end of the ritual, the two float in the air for a few seconds then vanish without a trace.
(Not much to add until folk are ready to move or we find out what happens next to Darth Az for more insanity!)
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey