Euron pokes around the nearby trees and discovers some scattered calendula flowers growing around their roots. They're stunted and undernourished, but you know that these orange flowers are believed to hold magical-healing properties. Upon being picked, the flowers drain of their pigment as if sucked away. Taking two nearby rocks, you grind them into a thick paste.
Meanwhile, Rumble races out of the rain and into the wagon as the halfling squeezes by. Shaking some water off his coat, he provides a few droplets of healing potion to each of the unconscious. It appears that the bit of healing potion doesn't take. Euron returns with a monochrome-gray paste and deftly coats each of their lips. The frost covering the man, and the cold of the woman, becomes a cloud of mist as the two start to awaken.
Rumble, after administering a slight bit of potion, you move aside nearer the exit. you have obtained three coin purses and retuned one for a current total of 10gp gain. Feeling the heavy weight of Merno's bag arouses your curiosity. Tenderly pulling upon the drawstrings reveals a glorious shine of gold. Taking one up and holding it to the sky lights up an engraved face. Before you can get a clear look, the colours fade from the gold to a dust gray as if sucked away. A windy gust whirls by, and the coin disintegrates between your fingers.
After he has given the Calendula paste, he looks at the two people who are slowly awakening than to the Halfling "I think that helped! you learn a lot about nature and the environment when you're on the Hunt...and believe me, I've been on the hunt for a very long time. " Euron gets a little more serious again and seems to be pursuing his gloomy thoughts again "Yes we are in the Lurkwoods and as the other Tiefling says, this place is teeming with undead lately. I've been following them for a bit longer. I discovered a zombie in one of my traps only a few yards away from here".
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--- Regular ---
LmOP, OotA and CoS as DM ---- SKT: Diero Merivaldi (Variant Human Arcane Trickster - lvl6) ---- ToA: Erevan (Drow Half-Elf Hexblade - lvl2)
--- PbP ---
Into the Mists - CoS: Euron Dread (Glasya Tiefling Hunter - lvl1) --- The Labyrinth of the Goblin King: Grigor Marsk (Human War Wizard - lvl3)
Nodding towards Euron and then looking at Allen "Dartis. I'm not much of a hunter. I'm a researcher by trade and a teacher in my free time. Found myself picking up arms after some ruffians vandalized my home, and though I am not exactly a fighter, I can aid with the dangers of the forest should they come by."
Ooc: Allen: Yes, and no. There is a work animal all rigged up at the wagon's head. An unsightly, unkempt, and scarred mule stands in a bell-lined getup.
Our two unconscious victims are awakening, albeit a tad drowsy, and it appears that it's just our party in the foggy Lurkwoods.
To those regaining consciousness:
Waking up feels like you have awoken from a long slumber. A little groggy at first, but you start to come to work full hp. Your first vision is that of a group of people standing above you. A wagon's interior is beyond them, the wagon's floor is beneath you, and the sound of a light rain is heard outside. The scene in your dream stands starkly against reality as you come to in an eery feeling.
Graeme slowly stores his weapons as he smiles down at the now headless Merno. “‘A told ya I’d collect yer heed.”
Turning to the group, he continues in a soft voice...
“Me name’s Graeme. I’d tell ya what ‘A was dooin’ if ‘A though ya gave two shits about me story. But what yer really askin’ Is if ‘am a threat. I think me actions have aswered that, twinkles.” Heys finishes with a wink towards Euron.
"My question is where do we head now? Someone who knows these lands the best aught to guide us..."
"I know the way out of this woods. I can take you there. But I myself will return then. I have other intentions in this forest and still have some work to do. Oh and im Euron by the way"
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--- Regular ---
LmOP, OotA and CoS as DM ---- SKT: Diero Merivaldi (Variant Human Arcane Trickster - lvl6) ---- ToA: Erevan (Drow Half-Elf Hexblade - lvl2)
--- PbP ---
Into the Mists - CoS: Euron Dread (Glasya Tiefling Hunter - lvl1) --- The Labyrinth of the Goblin King: Grigor Marsk (Human War Wizard - lvl3)
Eira sits up and stretches her arms out, letting loose a big yawn sure to make any other being imitate her. She rubs her eyes and focuses on the group standing above her and cracks a big smile.
"Jeez, that's a sleep you only get once in a lifetime! Now say, who are you all and what am i doing in this wagon?"
"My question is where do we head now? Someone who knows these lands the best aught to guide us..."
"I know the way out of this woods. I can take you there. But I myself will return then. I have other intentions in this forest and still have some work to do. Oh and im Euron by the way"
"Jeez, that's a sleep you only get once in a lifetime! Now say, who are you all and what am i doing in this wagon?"
Euron looks over at the woman with the pink hairs. he seems a little wondered at her conspicuous look. "As I said before to the others, my name is Euron. You are in Lurkwood and have been kidnapped by an organ dealer or something like that. Me and these other people here probably discovered you and the other one by accident. And we took care of the... problem"
Euron seems to be looking at and thinking about the cat for a long time. He looks at him very closely, as if he is weighing his abilities. "I've been hunting undead for years. I've heard lately that there have been many undead sightings here. So I'm here to clean up and find out what attracts the undead or where they come from. I actually work alone, usually people see me as a kind of monster...to avoid conflicts I prefer to work in the shadows unseen. But I have only recently arrived here myself and have no clues yet. Something is strange about this forest. The fog is much denser than it should be at this time of day. If you want you can help me. But I warn you: If you slow me down, I will go on alone."
Dartis, you've studied and taught geography, and have a good overall idea of what the Lurkwoods are in concept, but you're not much of a woodsman. During such studies, you recall that the South end of the forest is really the only safe part. To the East lies the home of infamous Gray Wolf lycanthrope tribe. Forest's always have a level of inherent danger, but the rest of these woods are home to orcs, ettins, and other creatures.
Eira, your assembled group of rescuers appear to be two tieflings, one blue and green, the other a deep azure. There's also another rare sight in that a feline humanoid is accompanying them, along with a more common races such as a halfling and two humans. As the blue and green tiefling named Euron states, tieflings aren't typically treated well due to prejudices. However, it appears that everyone is cooperating well enough, and you were saved from an unfortunate fate.
As Johnny comes to he sees a veritable menagerie of humanoids large and small, all going about their own business. They tower over him from his prone position on his back, and he briefly sees them leering down at him with wicked grins against a backdrop of dead, barren trees clawing up toward a void-and-purple sky before he blinks the image away.
What appears to be the only other human yawns explosively before grinning wide and asking the strange assembly what exactly is going on. Johnny almost catches the yawn, but his nerves and shivering prevent his jaw from unclenching as strings of obscenities float through his fuzzy mind. "F-f-f-"he blinks rapidly as recent memory, and the associated pain, return to him like slowly dripping water (and slowly spreading flames in the case of his neck and face). "****!" he whispers, trying and failing to catch any pertinent information from the several low conversations occurring around him.
"Whu-whu-what in the nine h-hells am I d-doing here, and j-j-just huh-who are all of you?" he says through gritted teeth.
At least none of them sport the dark, sultry skin and pointed ears of the Drow.
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Rumble's tail flicks curiously.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Euron pokes around the nearby trees and discovers some scattered calendula flowers growing around their roots. They're stunted and undernourished, but you know that these orange flowers are believed to hold magical-healing properties. Upon being picked, the flowers drain of their pigment as if sucked away. Taking two nearby rocks, you grind them into a thick paste.
Meanwhile, Rumble races out of the rain and into the wagon as the halfling squeezes by. Shaking some water off his coat, he provides a few droplets of healing potion to each of the unconscious. It appears that the bit of healing potion doesn't take. Euron returns with a monochrome-gray paste and deftly coats each of their lips. The frost covering the man, and the cold of the woman, becomes a cloud of mist as the two start to awaken.
Rumble, after administering a slight bit of potion, you move aside nearer the exit. you have obtained three coin purses and retuned one for a current total of 10gp gain. Feeling the heavy weight of Merno's bag arouses your curiosity. Tenderly pulling upon the drawstrings reveals a glorious shine of gold. Taking one up and holding it to the sky lights up an engraved face. Before you can get a clear look, the colours fade from the gold to a dust gray as if sucked away. A windy gust whirls by, and the coin disintegrates between your fingers.
After he has given the Calendula paste, he looks at the two people who are slowly awakening than to the Halfling "I think that helped! you learn a lot about nature and the environment when you're on the Hunt...and believe me, I've been on the hunt for a very long time. " Euron gets a little more serious again and seems to be pursuing his gloomy thoughts again "Yes we are in the Lurkwoods and as the other Tiefling says, this place is teeming with undead lately. I've been following them for a bit longer. I discovered a zombie in one of my traps only a few yards away from here".
--- Regular ---
LmOP, OotA and CoS as DM ---- SKT: Diero Merivaldi (Variant Human Arcane Trickster - lvl6) ---- ToA: Erevan (Drow Half-Elf Hexblade - lvl2)
--- PbP ---
Into the Mists - CoS: Euron Dread (Glasya Tiefling Hunter - lvl1) --- The Labyrinth of the Goblin King: Grigor Marsk (Human War Wizard - lvl3)
(Rumble gives each coin purse back as the characters regain conciousness. He tucks Merno's pack away to look at later.
"You hunting..?" He says to Euron, beginning to purr. "You want help?"
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
[Does this wagon have horses still attached?]
"We should use this wagon to get out of the Lurkwoods first, before more undead show up...By the way I am Allen..."
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiANodding towards Euron and then looking at Allen "Dartis. I'm not much of a hunter. I'm a researcher by trade and a teacher in my free time. Found myself picking up arms after some ruffians vandalized my home, and though I am not exactly a fighter, I can aid with the dangers of the forest should they come by."
Ooc: Allen: Yes, and no. There is a work animal all rigged up at the wagon's head. An unsightly, unkempt, and scarred mule stands in a bell-lined getup.
Our two unconscious victims are awakening, albeit a tad drowsy, and it appears that it's just our party in the foggy Lurkwoods.
To those regaining consciousness:
Waking up feels like you have awoken from a long slumber. A little groggy at first, but you start to come to work full hp. Your first vision is that of a group of people standing above you. A wagon's interior is beyond them, the wagon's floor is beneath you, and the sound of a light rain is heard outside. The scene in your dream stands starkly against reality as you come to in an eery feeling.
I can't un-bold this post : (
"My question is where do we head now? Someone who knows these lands the best aught to guide us..."
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
OOC: DM, would Dartis know anything about these woods from any research or reading I've done? I'm supposing Dart is a local at a nearby town?
11 (int is +2, history is +4, nature is +2) in case there's a roll for this.
Graeme slowly stores his weapons as he smiles down at the now headless Merno. “‘A told ya I’d collect yer heed.”
Turning to the group, he continues in a soft voice...
“Me name’s Graeme. I’d tell ya what ‘A was dooin’ if ‘A though ya gave two shits about me story. But what yer really askin’ Is if ‘am a threat. I think me actions have aswered that, twinkles.” Heys finishes with a wink towards Euron.
"I know the way out of this woods. I can take you there. But I myself will return then. I have other intentions in this forest and still have some work to do. Oh and im Euron by the way"
--- Regular ---
LmOP, OotA and CoS as DM ---- SKT: Diero Merivaldi (Variant Human Arcane Trickster - lvl6) ---- ToA: Erevan (Drow Half-Elf Hexblade - lvl2)
--- PbP ---
Into the Mists - CoS: Euron Dread (Glasya Tiefling Hunter - lvl1) --- The Labyrinth of the Goblin King: Grigor Marsk (Human War Wizard - lvl3)
"Jeez, that's a sleep you only get once in a lifetime! Now say, who are you all and what am i doing in this wagon?"
“That sounds interesting... need any help?”
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Euron looks over at the woman with the pink hairs. he seems a little wondered at her conspicuous look. "As I said before to the others, my name is Euron. You are in Lurkwood and have been kidnapped by an organ dealer or something like that. Me and these other people here probably discovered you and the other one by accident. And we took care of the... problem"
Euron seems to be looking at and thinking about the cat for a long time. He looks at him very closely, as if he is weighing his abilities. "I've been hunting undead for years. I've heard lately that there have been many undead sightings here. So I'm here to clean up and find out what attracts the undead or where they come from. I actually work alone, usually people see me as a kind of monster...to avoid conflicts I prefer to work in the shadows unseen. But I have only recently arrived here myself and have no clues yet. Something is strange about this forest. The fog is much denser than it should be at this time of day. If you want you can help me. But I warn you: If you slow me down, I will go on alone."
--- Regular ---
LmOP, OotA and CoS as DM ---- SKT: Diero Merivaldi (Variant Human Arcane Trickster - lvl6) ---- ToA: Erevan (Drow Half-Elf Hexblade - lvl2)
--- PbP ---
Into the Mists - CoS: Euron Dread (Glasya Tiefling Hunter - lvl1) --- The Labyrinth of the Goblin King: Grigor Marsk (Human War Wizard - lvl3)
"Well...Let's head out before any more undead come on us."
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARumble "the shadow monk" simply smiles lol
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Dartis, you've studied and taught geography, and have a good overall idea of what the Lurkwoods are in concept, but you're not much of a woodsman. During such studies, you recall that the South end of the forest is really the only safe part. To the East lies the home of infamous Gray Wolf lycanthrope tribe. Forest's always have a level of inherent danger, but the rest of these woods are home to orcs, ettins, and other creatures.
Eira, your assembled group of rescuers appear to be two tieflings, one blue and green, the other a deep azure. There's also another rare sight in that a feline humanoid is accompanying them, along with a more common races such as a halfling and two humans. As the blue and green tiefling named Euron states, tieflings aren't typically treated well due to prejudices. However, it appears that everyone is cooperating well enough, and you were saved from an unfortunate fate.
“Aye, count me in. Seems like the ‘feets hae droon us together.”
Graeme draws close to Rumble and says in a low voice...
You’re quick with yer fingers, mate. Ah like you.
Graeme gives Rumble a light, friendly punch in the shoulder.
”Ah-right, so where we goin’?”
"Out of the forest hopefully... We should keep our eyes open..."
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAAs Johnny comes to he sees a veritable menagerie of humanoids large and small, all going about their own business. They tower over him from his prone position on his back, and he briefly sees them leering down at him with wicked grins against a backdrop of dead, barren trees clawing up toward a void-and-purple sky before he blinks the image away.
What appears to be the only other human yawns explosively before grinning wide and asking the strange assembly what exactly is going on. Johnny almost catches the yawn, but his nerves and shivering prevent his jaw from unclenching as strings of obscenities float through his fuzzy mind. "F-f-f-" he blinks rapidly as recent memory, and the associated pain, return to him like slowly dripping water (and slowly spreading flames in the case of his neck and face). "****!" he whispers, trying and failing to catch any pertinent information from the several low conversations occurring around him.
"Whu-whu-what in the nine h-hells am I d-doing here, and j-j-just huh-who are all of you?" he says through gritted teeth.
At least none of them sport the dark, sultry skin and pointed ears of the Drow.