Hanzo turns to the dwarf “I need to get to my friend, I’m sorry.” And he runs after Briar (idk how far I would be because I said earlier I left as soon as my stuff was packed)
He hisses back verbally, "Well well, aren't you feisty... Perhaps you will be a more suitable apprentice than your weak minded fool of a sister. I will be sure not to... permanently injure you."
Briar, 'Oh we are a cocky arrogant one, aren't we? What makes you think you could handle an apprentice like me? Oh, that's right you know how to kill an ox and trap me like a bug in a rug as if I am that stupid? Well... in any event you already broke another classic rule of villainy, never tell your helpless captive you will be sure not to permanently injure them. What the hell is that all about? How am supposed to be terrified now and make you feel like you've won? I mean not only are you peeing in your own soup bowl but you are putting me in a bad spot too don't you think? What an inconsiderate bastard you are! I mean really, think it through! You are probably under the delusion that the only way to punish someone is through physical pain, don't you? Who did you apprentice with anyway, I am starting to think you are still someone's apprentice and errand boy sent to fetch me knowing what I know about the robethat Bramble didn't. Most assuredly you have not gotten this far on your own, with what little brains that seem to be raddling around that reptile head of yours! I can say one thing when you take me to them, I'm going to have your job and you are going to be my apprentice and I will give new meaning to your pitiful concept of punishment! Now move it along, can't you move any faster than this? Do you want me to walk myself is that it? Well, I am most certainly not! So get it through your frog brain that you are going have to carry me all the way to them so suck it and move it!'
He hisses back verbally, "Well well, aren't you feisty... Perhaps you will be a more suitable apprentice than your weak minded fool of a sister. I will be sure not to... permanently injure you."
Briar, 'Oh we are a cocky arrogant one, aren't we? What makes you think you could handle an apprentice like me? Oh, that's right you know how to kill an ox and trap me like a bug in a rug as if I am that stupid? Well... in any event you already broke another classic rule of villainy, never tell your helpless captive you will be sure not to permanently injure them. What the hell is that all about? How am supposed to be terrified now and make you feel like you've won? I mean not only are you peeing in your own soup bowl but you are putting me in a bad spot too don't you think? What an inconsiderate bastard you are! I mean really, think it through! You are probably under the delusion that the only way to punish someone is through physical pain, don't you? Who did you apprentice with anyway, I am starting to think you are still someone's apprentice and errand boy sent to fetch me knowing what I know about the robethat Bramble didn't. Most assuredly you have not gotten this far on your own, with what little brains that seem to be raddling around that reptile head of yours! I can say one thing when you take me to them, I'm going to have your job and you are going to be my apprentice and I will give new meaning to your pitiful concept of punishment! Now move it along, can't you move any faster than this? Do you want me to walk myself is that it? Well, I am most certainly not! So get it through your frog brain that you are going have to carry me all the way to them so suck it and move it!'
With an angry hiss, he spins you around, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you to an old above ground tomb.
"What do you know of the robe?", He growls in a raspy and aggressive voice, almost demonic sounding. His eyes glow yellow as he says this, then they fade back to their usual green as his face softens and he strokes your hair with his off hand. "Wont you be a good little harlot and tell me?", He whispers in his softer, more natural voice.
He hisses back verbally, "Well well, aren't you feisty... Perhaps you will be a more suitable apprentice than your weak minded fool of a sister. I will be sure not to... permanently injure you."
Briar, 'Oh we are a cocky arrogant one, aren't we? What makes you think you could handle an apprentice like me? Oh, that's right you know how to kill an ox and trap me like a bug in a rug as if I am that stupid? Well... in any event you already broke another classic rule of villainy, never tell your helpless captive you will be sure not to permanently injure them. What the hell is that all about? How am supposed to be terrified now and make you feel like you've won? I mean not only are you peeing in your own soup bowl but you are putting me in a bad spot too don't you think? What an inconsiderate bastard you are! I mean really, think it through! You are probably under the delusion that the only way to punish someone is through physical pain, don't you? Who did you apprentice with anyway, I am starting to think you are still someone's apprentice and errand boy sent to fetch me knowing what I know about the robethat Bramble didn't. Most assuredly you have not gotten this far on your own, with what little brains that seem to be raddling around that reptile head of yours! I can say one thing when you take me to them, I'm going to have your job and you are going to be my apprentice and I will give new meaning to your pitiful concept of punishment! Now move it along, can't you move any faster than this? Do you want me to walk myself is that it? Well, I am most certainly not! So get it through your frog brain that you are going have to carry me all the way to them so suck it and move it!'
With an angry hiss, he spins you around, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you to an old above ground tomb.
"What do you know of the robe?", He growls in a raspy and aggressive voice, almost demonic sounding. His eyes glow yellow as he says this, then they fade back to their usual green as his face softens and he strokes your hair with his off hand. "Wont you be a good little harlot and tell me?", He whispers in his softer, more natural voice.
With an angry hiss, he spins you around, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you to an old above ground tomb. "What do you know of the robe?", He growls in a raspy and aggressive voice, almost demonic sounding. His eyes glow yellow as he says this, then they fade back to their usual green as his face softens and he strokes your hair with his off hand. "Won't you be a good little harlot and tell me?", He whispers in his softer, more natural voice.
Briar coughs and sputters projecting her thoughts again, 'What robe? Who said anything about a robe? I distinctly said the globe...' when her thoughts are interrupted before she can finish...
"How do you... Why is there... What is going on." Ducolis says confused and still not completely awake. He sees zaroc turn from dwarf into a mastiff and his eyes go wide."Did he... Did he just turn into a dog! Okay sure... l'll just follow along I am probably still dreaming."
About 30 seconds into your little monologue, the man pulls back and slams your head into the concrete tomb. 6 bludgeoning damage.
"Enough! If you will not cooperate, then you will be silenced."
He reaches out with his off hand, as the magical dagger on his hip flies upward to his open palm. He raises the dagger high above his head, ready to finish you off, when out of nowhere, a bark, a growl, and a massive thud as a fairly large dog slams into the side of the man, who is knocked prone. Takes 5 bludgeoning damage.
Briar make a DC10 dexterity saving throw and fall prone on a failed save.
Everyone following the dog, or at least walking the same direction, you hear the commotion and upon heading towards the commotion, roll for initiative.
Seeing that tracking is covered, the White Wolf immediately begins looking around for:
Injured people
Potential Witnesses
Shadowy Suspicious Figures
Guards
Inn Employees
Perception: 19
You see that the mastiff is hot on the trail of who or whatever did this. You see no other signs of people, however you hear Arannis the bartender yelling for Alvyn to, "Go see what that mangy mutt is barking about!"
Catching yourself as you are released, you are still a bit dazed from the slam against the tomb. Your furry savior now stands between you and the man, poised, growling, and ready for a fight.
Hanzo turns to the dwarf “I need to get to my friend, I’m sorry.” And he runs after Briar (idk how far I would be because I said earlier I left as soon as my stuff was packed)
Briar, 'Oh we are a cocky arrogant one, aren't we? What makes you think you could handle an apprentice like me? Oh, that's right you know how to kill an ox and trap me like a bug in a rug as if I am that stupid? Well... in any event you already broke another classic rule of villainy, never tell your helpless captive you will be sure not to permanently injure them. What the hell is that all about? How am supposed to be terrified now and make you feel like you've won? I mean not only are you peeing in your own soup bowl but you are putting me in a bad spot too don't you think? What an inconsiderate bastard you are! I mean really, think it through! You are probably under the delusion that the only way to punish someone is through physical pain, don't you? Who did you apprentice with anyway, I am starting to think you are still someone's apprentice and errand boy sent to fetch me knowing what I know about the robe that Bramble didn't. Most assuredly you have not gotten this far on your own, with what little brains that seem to be raddling around that reptile head of yours! I can say one thing when you take me to them, I'm going to have your job and you are going to be my apprentice and I will give new meaning to your pitiful concept of punishment! Now move it along, can't you move any faster than this? Do you want me to walk myself is that it? Well, I am most certainly not! So get it through your frog brain that you are going have to carry me all the way to them so suck it and move it!'
With an angry hiss, he spins you around, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you to an old above ground tomb.
"What do you know of the robe?", He growls in a raspy and aggressive voice, almost demonic sounding. His eyes glow yellow as he says this, then they fade back to their usual green as his face softens and he strokes your hair with his off hand. "Wont you be a good little harlot and tell me?", He whispers in his softer, more natural voice.
With an angry hiss, he spins you around, grabbing you by the throat and pinning you to an old above ground tomb.
"What do you know of the robe?", He growls in a raspy and aggressive voice, almost demonic sounding. His eyes glow yellow as he says this, then they fade back to their usual green as his face softens and he strokes your hair with his off hand. "Wont you be a good little harlot and tell me?", He whispers in his softer, more natural voice.
Briar coughs and sputters projecting her thoughts again, 'What robe? Who said anything about a robe? I distinctly said the globe...' when her thoughts are interrupted before she can finish...
"How do you... Why is there... What is going on." Ducolis says confused and still not completely awake. He sees zaroc turn from dwarf into a mastiff and his eyes go wide. "Did he... Did he just turn into a dog! Okay sure... l'll just follow along I am probably still dreaming."
Seeing that tracking is covered, the White Wolf immediately begins looking around for:
Perception: 19
@Briar
About 30 seconds into your little monologue, the man pulls back and slams your head into the concrete tomb. 6 bludgeoning damage.
"Enough! If you will not cooperate, then you will be silenced."
He reaches out with his off hand, as the magical dagger on his hip flies upward to his open palm. He raises the dagger high above his head, ready to finish you off, when out of nowhere, a bark, a growl, and a massive thud as a fairly large dog slams into the side of the man, who is knocked prone. Takes 5 bludgeoning damage.
Briar make a DC10 dexterity saving throw and fall prone on a failed save.
Everyone following the dog, or at least walking the same direction, you hear the commotion and upon heading towards the commotion, roll for initiative.
You see that the mastiff is hot on the trail of who or whatever did this. You see no other signs of people, however you hear Arannis the bartender yelling for Alvyn to, "Go see what that mangy mutt is barking about!"
Seeing nothing, the White Wolf hurries to catch up with the others.
Briar Dexterity 10
Initiative 22
Initiative: 16
Catching yourself as you are released, you are still a bit dazed from the slam against the tomb. Your furry savior now stands between you and the man, poised, growling, and ready for a fight.
Initiative
Zaroc (mastiff) 5
Mysterious Man 14
Initiative 5
Briar Initiative 20
Initiative 18
Order Of Initiative
Terrance - 21
Briar - 20
Hanzo - 16
The White Wolf - 16
Mysterious Man - 14
Ducolis - 5
Zaroc - 5
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