Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

Wedge sees the same sight as you all did before. The massive amazonian woman sparring with other Xanathar Guild members.

Grianne: As the group takes a few moments to finish up exploring the long forgotten alehouse, you fumble with the buttons in your hand. The button of Trenzia shows up, and you look at it for a long while. This one if particular disturbing to you, for whatever malicious cosmic force has arrived on Toril has been training apprentices far deep below the ground.

1 and 6 is the number of the people
that will fight for the crown.
1 and 6 is the number of the plagues
that ravage them.
1 and 6 are the points of the axis
drawn upon the enemy's skill.
1 and 6 the breeding chambers
the veritable hell will rise from.

4 and 4 is the number that completes the solar cross,
when all things return to their point of origin
and the circle closes forever, time terminates itself.

Once again you are reminded that something terrible has infected the world. While vague and crytic, you find yourself completely attuned to revelations beyond your scope of comprehension. You yearn to understand what it all means, and what your part in it all you, and your companions, will play.

Biggs: Your Message spell to your old companions deep in the Underdark, specifically the one named "Crispy", comes back unanswered, as if some sort of magical effect of The Weave is either preventing communication, or their current location in time and space makes it impossible for communication. While you don't ponder on it too long, it is a source of mild concern.

Azrael: You are starting to get a sense that your religious messages are possibly not going to the right God. Nevertheless, you may or may not pass it off as nothing, but we shall see what happens. 

Ra'iik/OU812: You are starting to collect enough spare parts so that Stella might be able to improve your weapons and armor. At some point after this level, you may wish to see her again.

Evrik: Thankfully, you have been distracted enough to forget about your insecurities for the time being. How long it will last, you are unsure.

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Lythril jumps on a barrel like in the picture. "Oi, am I doin it right?" *Blap* 

Athletics 19 

Evrik is standing and talking to Azrael and Alessandra as Lythril jumps up on the barrel. "See? Fun!" he says to Azrael. "A little something to lighten the mood. That's all I was saying." 

Alessandra looks down to Evrick, then nudges in the direction of the barrels. “Go ahead, maybe it’ll solve a puzzle of some sort.” She looks up to Azrael. “We could always pray another time, yeah?”

Azrael would laugh heartily I didn't mean now anyway! Once we've decided as to whether or not we're settling in or pressing on - and even then, once we've had time to rest.

While the discussions about praying are wrapping up, Evrik runs over toward the barrels and replies to Lythril, "Quite right I'd say!" And as he's speaking he jumps up onto one of the barrels as well. His form and grace leave a lot to be desired, but he lands on top of the barrel swaying side to side. (Acrobatics: 6)

Just a friendly reminder once you guys are ready to move on let me know

OOC: CrispyDM- I believe Lythril and Evrik are both currently standing in top of barrels, ready to roll them into the next room (per the image on the wall showing the dwarves doing the same).

"Alright. Enough messing around for a bit." Mr. Biggs says, coming out of his own chuckling at the dwarven acrobatics. "If'n you folk decide to lay up here for a bit, I'm all for it. But while you navigate that little conundrum, I'm gonna go and scout the way ahead a bit. Though it looks pretty on the dead end side from here." On that note, Biggs does a few leg stetches before walking down into green path's tunnel. 

Ok if they dont post that intention by tonight ill assume Biggie Smalls walks down the corridor.

Grianne contemplates the meaning of the universe. Waffles....no that's not right.

Evrik, Lythril, if you wanna do yo' thing, lets go, lets go, lets see some athletics rolls to go down the hall. ON BARRELS.

Evrik tries to steady himself atop the barrel, but hey... these things are wiggly... He glances over at Lythril as he slowly gets his feet under him and says, "It would seem that this is how it's done eh?" And he dances atop the barrel as he rolls it around the room doing doughnuts as he exclaims, "Dwarves and Kegs *****es!".  (Acrobatics: 8)

HOLY SHIT you KILL IT LOLOLOL!!

Now roll em down the hallway LOL

Azrael sighed a bit, slapping his shins, the soft clack of scales would be heard as he guessed we were moving on. Looking up, he would follow Biggz down the hallway, admittedly laughing with utter amusement at the dwarfs antics.. and smiling at the fact it caused the dwarf, even if only momentarily, to forget his personal traumas.

He would saunter  down the hall, not bothering to stealth since.. well.. the barrels would make enough noise on their own to cover 'his' steps atleast.

Azrael headed to the far side of the hallway, since the only other place to go was that door near where they had started, but the ballistae had caught him off guard, and distracted him. Az would stay behind biggz this time though, letting him take the lead.

Evrik does a final lap around the room then rolls back towards the doors and says to Lyth, "Roll on m'lady!" as he rolls his keg through the doors right on Biggs' heels.

Mr. Biggs slows and glances back, but keeps moving for the most part. If Evrik and Lyth decide to literally barrel down next he steps aside. But until then, he just looks at Az funny. "Might wanna crouch down a bit, if'n yer doing what I think your doing. Cause I hate to break it to ya, big blue, but your a bit too, uh...  big. And kind of trouble magnet from I've been seeing and heard earlier." Not really caring further, Biggs sets his focus forward again.  

Azrael would look at the Bugbear with a bemused smirk You are not exactly tiny yourself. Besides, we should be good until we reach the door atleast. Think.... We were all right there and started shouting, and running right next to it.... we should be good until we open the door atleast.

Barrel Roll!  20

**Sorry sick, will post tomorrow**