Thank you Matriarch. Your grace exceeds all of what people said about you. You are a gracious host, and your willingness to give to protect everyone is appreciated. But for me, I chose to help already without promise of payment. I've done plenty bad in my life, and I need to balance that.
No, what I want isn't money. I have someone I love in an underground prison. Would you be able to help me release her?
I wish I knew, your grace. All i know was i has caused a bit of panic, and she tried to diffuse the situation and was wounded, and I was knocked unconscious. She was a thief. I won't lie to you. But she never hurt anyone physically. Everyone makes mistakes.
All I heard before my eyes went completely black is "we're taking this one to the under dark.
I don't know where she is but her name is Danske O'Reilly. She's a human with blonde hair and blue eyes. I know she was shot in the leg though.
"Thank you, Matriarch Anala," Suneni said gratefully, accepting the items. She gave Ogged a curious glance, taking slight interest in his mention of a missing person. Poor fellow. But offering comfort was not particularly her skillset, so she instead turned again to the Matriarch. "We'll be victorious, I guarentee. Would there be time for me to reconvene with my monastery on the way out of the city?"
((Suneni would take a Quarterstaff, and as many caltrops and ballbearings as are available
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Jubilant/Tiefling/Warlock/The Guardians of Kinloran
'I'm afraid not, Nemmonis." Matron Anala replies. "Time is of the essence. We will hold off the fire giant siege until our steel rusts over, but unless you destroy the stone of necromancy we are fighting a losing battle." She pauses and snaps her fingers. "I realize you may not know the land very well, so I have provided a guide to lead you to the Crippled Mountain by the quickest route possible. You will find he is not unskilled with the blade, either. Turnorath!"
(Does everyone have the equipment they want? I'm just waiting for our 6th player to get situated before I travel-montage you to the fire giant stronghold.)
Cleft would don his new armor along with the rest of his equipment. "I am ready to go when you are" the ranger would say with a grin, his tail swishing and hoves dancing in place as he prepares to leave.
(@All A little late on my part, but here he is...!)
(S/N: Admittedly, still playing some catch-up, so may need to make some corrections. >.>)
In enters Nadaar, a black-scaled dragonborn of a fairly average size for a dragonborn, though more scrawnier and sleek than most. He wears finely made studded leather beneath frayed, brown traveler's cloak, non-descript traveler's clothes, a longsword and horn hangs from a belt, and a backpack stuffed near the brim on his backpack on his back. Where at first he wore a dour expression as he took in the collective group with jade eyes, the broad smile and deep chuckle dispels the illusion of seriousness.
"What a truely motley bunch of would-be heroes. Truly scraping the bottom of the barrel."Before any can say anything, he quickly raises both hands in surrender. "Sorry. An old habit. I am Nadaar. Represenative of House Turnorath."He sweeps back his cloak in a fancy bow, causing some of the small bands of gold and silver rings adorning his tendril like scales a jingling softly. "I have been briefed on some of your prior deeds, and of the task ahead. But I would know more once we're underway." At that, he starts to tug at one of the long, golden whisker-like scales protuding from his snout: not unlike the rumored whiskers of lung dragons of Kara-Tur. In fact, looking closely there are smattering of faded gold scales naturally growing from among the black.
(Rough Imagary)
(Just no tail, unless DM allows for dragonborn to have them.)
"Hello, Nadaar. My name is Cleft" the Ranger would say walking forward and extending a large hand for a handshake. "I take it you will be leading our expedition?" The Centaur says as he tilts his head to the side.
"Of course, Matriarch." She turned her attention to Nadar, her lips pulling back in a slight snarl at his comment in spite of the quick apology. "I suppose that makes you a perfect match," she said sharply. She may have been willing to reign in her pride and sharp tongue for the matriarch, but she found no reason to show the same such respect to this stranger. "If you wish to comment on my—our capabilities, by all means fight the oncoming horde on your own."
((Heyyyy Orileo! :D
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Jubilant/Tiefling/Warlock/The Guardians of Kinloran
Kalahari/Earth Genasi/Cleric/Eternal Warfare
Gin/Goblin/Cleric/Hidden Heroes
Suneni/Dragonborn/Monk/The Burning Dead
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Matron Anala presents Ogged with a Bead of Force.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
(AWESOME!)
Oggéd bows deeply.
Thank you Matriarch. Your grace exceeds all of what people said about you. You are a gracious host, and your willingness to give to protect everyone is appreciated. But for me, I chose to help already without promise of payment. I've done plenty bad in my life, and I need to balance that.
No, what I want isn't money. I have someone I love in an underground prison. Would you be able to help me release her?
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"Thank you for tending to us, I am willing to accept any aid in putting an end to this undead force." Volgiah says.
Volgiah will also take the time they spend re-arming themselves to remind Suneni to grab a set of armor.
(Volgiah, you got Ammunition +2, but you can reroll that seeing as you're more of a melee-based combatant.)
Matriarch Anala turns to Ogged. "And where is this loved one of yours held?"
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
I wish I knew, your grace. All i know was i has caused a bit of panic, and she tried to diffuse the situation and was wounded, and I was knocked unconscious. She was a thief. I won't lie to you. But she never hurt anyone physically. Everyone makes mistakes.
All I heard before my eyes went completely black is "we're taking this one to the under dark.
I don't know where she is but her name is Danske O'Reilly. She's a human with blonde hair and blue eyes. I know she was shot in the leg though.
OOggéd's eyes well up
"I will look into this matter." Anala promises.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Oggéd will bow again and try to be sneaky about wiping his eyes
OOC: Thank you.
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Volgiah recieves a Potion of Frost Giant Strength.
Rolling for Suneni: 35
Suneni is given a Potion of Mind Reading.
(Seeing as we lost Keluzur, I'm going to recruit a 6th character)
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
"Thank you, Matriarch Anala," Suneni said gratefully, accepting the items. She gave Ogged a curious glance, taking slight interest in his mention of a missing person. Poor fellow. But offering comfort was not particularly her skillset, so she instead turned again to the Matriarch. "We'll be victorious, I guarentee. Would there be time for me to reconvene with my monastery on the way out of the city?"
((Suneni would take a Quarterstaff, and as many caltrops and ballbearings as are available
Jubilant/Tiefling/Warlock/The Guardians of Kinloran
Kalahari/Earth Genasi/Cleric/Eternal Warfare
Gin/Goblin/Cleric/Hidden Heroes
Suneni/Dragonborn/Monk/The Burning Dead
(we could keep going with fewer people otherwise)
'I'm afraid not, Nemmonis." Matron Anala replies. "Time is of the essence. We will hold off the fire giant siege until our steel rusts over, but unless you destroy the stone of necromancy we are fighting a losing battle." She pauses and snaps her fingers. "I realize you may not know the land very well, so I have provided a guide to lead you to the Crippled Mountain by the quickest route possible. You will find he is not unskilled with the blade, either. Turnorath!"
(Does everyone have the equipment they want? I'm just waiting for our 6th player to get situated before I travel-montage you to the fire giant stronghold.)
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Cleft would don his new armor along with the rest of his equipment. "I am ready to go when you are" the ranger would say with a grin, his tail swishing and hoves dancing in place as he prepares to leave.
(@All A little late on my part, but here he is...!)
(S/N: Admittedly, still playing some catch-up, so may need to make some corrections. >.>)
In enters Nadaar, a black-scaled dragonborn of a fairly average size for a dragonborn, though more scrawnier and sleek than most. He wears finely made studded leather beneath frayed, brown traveler's cloak, non-descript traveler's clothes, a longsword and horn hangs from a belt, and a backpack stuffed near the brim on his backpack on his back. Where at first he wore a dour expression as he took in the collective group with jade eyes, the broad smile and deep chuckle dispels the illusion of seriousness.
(Just no tail, unless DM allows for dragonborn to have them.)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(Hey, I have no problem with tails. :) )
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
(Eww, you invited THAT guy to the game... well... there goes the neighborhood)
(Lol love it. Inner tension)
"Hello, Nadaar. My name is Cleft" the Ranger would say walking forward and extending a large hand for a handshake. "I take it you will be leading our expedition?" The Centaur says as he tilts his head to the side.
"Of course, Matriarch." She turned her attention to Nadar, her lips pulling back in a slight snarl at his comment in spite of the quick apology. "I suppose that makes you a perfect match," she said sharply. She may have been willing to reign in her pride and sharp tongue for the matriarch, but she found no reason to show the same such respect to this stranger. "If you wish to comment on my—our capabilities, by all means fight the oncoming horde on your own."
((Heyyyy Orileo! :D
Jubilant/Tiefling/Warlock/The Guardians of Kinloran
Kalahari/Earth Genasi/Cleric/Eternal Warfare
Gin/Goblin/Cleric/Hidden Heroes
Suneni/Dragonborn/Monk/The Burning Dead