Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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The takes a breather for a little bit. Sitting down and regaining some of their stamina from the fight against the white-hawks.
Sim, while looking over the wand, finds it to be a Wand of Web
Diadochi, while investigating the ring, finds it to be a Ring of Jumping
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Abigail goes around picking up every white hawk nearby, "Don't think I won't keep my word about kebabbing all of you." Looking down at the eggs, she hesitates...
She puts two of them in a pile with the dead white hawks and the wand. "Spoils of combat," she says flatly.
Abigail spends an hour obsessing over her new ring, perhaps it was once part of some fascinating machine. She has also kept one of the eggs for herself.
After spending some time with the ring, she will approach Diadochi in private to ask how one might try to hatch and care for one of these birds...
((Diadochi seems to know a lot about... a lot.))
Diadochi, you glance over at the eggs. Hawks, Falcons, and other birds of prey do make great allies if raised correctly and right. But it would be extra work to make sure they hatch, and then feed and raise them while out in the wilds. If you had a more stable place to raise and care for them, rather than in a backpack while hiking through the mountains, it would definitely make it easier. Like a spot in Rest, or back at camp with someone like Eshe or Mr. Jacobsen.
After taking the time to discuss the spoils of war Abigail found, and figure out what to do with any of the white-hawk eggs, the group sets out once more. Another few hours of hiking through the mountains. Finding some tracks of mountain goats, some predation from what’s probably other mountain lions and white-hawks. While the group doesn’t ever pick the goblin trail back up, it only takes a little while longer to get back on track. Continuing that fast pace until reaching a point to rest for the night.
The skewered white-hawks over a fire are... tough. But food is food, and they’re no tougher than the pounds of rations still in each of your backpacks. Unfortunately, a stable and sizeable source of water never came around by the time you all made camp. During the night, Yaalin...
You find yourself looking out into a sea of ever-shifting ink. Small flecks of lights forming in the warm pool of ink by your feet. Eventually the lights becoming different colors. Small threads forming between the threads. A pattern growing. Small colored lights clustering together. Forming threads between their similar colors. It growing, changing, moving. Like a spider web growing out as eventually the different strands connect and swirl together. A larger structure of webs coming together. The lights mixing to form new colors the higher up they rise from this ocean. Looking out over the endless churning sea, it’s repeating. The dots connecting. Then bundling. Them meeting others and mixing. Suddenly it shifts. Some kind of glittering dust sprinkling over a few strands, snapping them. The structure falling a part. THe light dwindling, changing back. The small colored dots floating around as you feel their panic. Then they all go dark. One by one. A sense of terror and dread washing over you. You take a deep breath as you feel the ground beneath you give way, causing you to fall into the ocean and...
...has a dream that causes her to snap awake in the AM upright. The glowing and shifting remnants of the old world clashing against the morning sky. But you all feel... refreshed. While some nicks, scars, and recovering injures, you all feel better than the night before. The lessons learned from the mountain having sunk in. (Everyone is now Level 3!). Looking out into the mountains, you think you have about a day left until you arrive at people have said where the temple should be. As you all prepare for the day, breaking down camp, preparing your spells and praying to your gods, you all know it’s going to be getting harder. The path continuing up. Food and water will begin to get more scarce.
What do you do? (People can make Handle Animal checks to begin raising the birds. Yaalin can make a Religion check to learn anything else about the dream. Survival to find food and water is shifting from a 15 to a 20 DC. And let me know marching order / survival checks / who’s helping who on things)
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Twitchy after the events of the night Yaalin's face turns upwards in morning meditation seeking comfort from the world above, Religion 11
As she shakes the last bits of the dream from her active thoughts she watches the others working over the eggs, She will offer to help anyone who requests it but realizes that ultimately her home is underwater which isn't super amazing for raising a bird.
When the group heads out she will resume her position at the back of the group. More focused on watching for potential threats as they near their destination than she has been before.
Survival 21
or
Perception 18
Yaalin...
It's not very often, if ever, that visions come quite as strongly. There's always a bit of tortle nature that has to do with the sea as a place of where life spawns, and where many return to at the end of their lives. The lights showing the connected nature of all things, forming and joining. You firmly believe it to be a omen. A warning of things to come. If it is to stop it, or simply be ready, is unknown. But a entire group of similar people are about to be extinguished in a terrifying way.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Diadochi wakes up and looks out into the cold landscape and breathes in deeply, "what a lovely day. Abigail. In terms of these eggs and for rearing them, I think that shouldn't be too hard. I'll have you know I come from a long line of Falconers. I've taken the initiative to keep them warm, but not too warm, the next step is making sure we'll be the first thing they see when they hatch so they'll imprint on us... We should probably find something they are less... related to to feed them before they hatch as well." animal handling 19
Diadochi will stay in the back with Yaalin.
Lafetha wakes up feeling refreshed. She stands next to Sim in the front of the group. survival 12
Sim leads the way on toward the temple. Survival 16
For hours the group marches. Climbing up higher and higher as Sim lead you through a unconventional path towards your destination. There are fewer signs of life. The plants slowly fading away. No longer any birds soaring in the air. Even the little traces of goat footsteps and signs of predators ending as you climb.
As you all head through a rocky, uneven portion, you have wandered into a heavy fog. The rocks becoming slick and it begins to get harder and harder to see one another. Trying to bunch up in order to lead one another through the fog more effectively, a loud crack rings out. The ground giving away, leading into a open chasm 20 feet down, lined with crude spears sticking up.
Sim & Lafetha: Make a Acrobatics/DEX check with Disadvantage
Abigail: Make a Acrobatics/DEX check
Yaalin & Diadochi: Make a Acrobatics/DEX check with Advantage
If rolled under DC 15
Take 5 falling damage
If 19 meets or exceeds armor class:
10 poison damage +
9 piercing damage.
Make a DC 14 Con Save or become poisoned
If rolled 15 or higher on Acrobatics / Dex check...
Feeling the ground beginning to give out, you leap out of the way. Sliding along the rocks a bit before coming to a stop. Scratched a bit but fine.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Abigail starts to feel the ground give way, "If it is not one thing, its another!"
Acrobatics: 21
acrobatics 15 Diadochi scrambles back hoping onto stable land at the last moment, one of the white hawk eggs falls form his pack, he grabs for it and misses. The egg falls until it's snatched out of the air with his trunk.
Saving throw 7
Acrobatics 4
Yaalin stumbles as the ground gives way sliding straight down into a spike
Con save...3
"first birds, now this?!"
acrobatics 7
(Moving to Round by Round, but no need for initiative order)
Round 1
The ground gives way, the loud snap sound filling your ears as people try to dive for cover. The actual sound itself echoing loudly, audible for quite a ways as you hear it bounce off the peaks and valleys.
Yaalin and Lafetha both plummet in, falling on to the spikes and becoming skewered. Abigail and Diadochi dive out of the way of the pit trap. It's hard to see those down in the pit, the fog limiting vision to about 10 feet. Sim falls in, getting seriously wounded and injured. But, he's alive on the ground. The bodies of his comrads beside him, somewhat impaled on the spikes. A few bones litter the ground, of others who have fallen in this trap.
Yaalin: Death Save
Lafetha: Death Save
Sim: CON save v/poison, but still get a action
Abigail: Action
Diadochi: Action
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Abigail, starts trying to focus on what is going on above ground - trying to hear or make out if anyone or anything was altered by the trap triggering.
The last thing she wants is for this to be an ambush situation with everyone in the pit. Perception - 5
...wait... what was that?!
Con Save 5
Cure Wounds 6 on Lafetha
Diadochi looks with terror down the trap. He hears Abigail say there is something around and looks for himself perception 3. If he can't see anything he tries to tie his rope to something to lower it down to the people below.
Lafetha wakes up and thanks Sim for the heal. She notices that Yaalin is hurting as well, so she decides to heal her as well cure wounds 6
Con save 8
Yaalinblinks awake, pulling herself from the spikes wincing as the wound smells fetid and gross, smiling weakly at the others she whispers a prayer clutching a sigle beneath her cloak Prayer of Healing 18 healing to all party members.
She then slumps against the wall of the pit, "I can help one of us with the garbage now flowing through our veins but I will be out of much of my ability until later on." ((indicating that she only has one level 2 spell slot left for lesser restoration))