"Egotistical... hardly!..." Golver would say looking down to the genasi with a small laugh. "Why... I am the most humble person in my clan I bet!" The dragonborn would say with a nervous smile. "Shimmerscale's are always the best!... My mother was the best!... my Father was the best!... " Golver would pause a moment before continuing, his voice lowering a bit. "And it is my... responsibility to make sure it stays that way..." Golver would mutter as his large hand moves to the back of his head and rubs his scales and tendrils. "What you heard before... was just a little bit of.. frustration.. is all" Golver would practically whisper as he turned his head away from Aura and back to Carlan. "So! What did you find my gnomish buddy! Do you need Golver to help get that door open?" The dragonborn would ask loudly looming over the back of Caerlan.
You get the feeling that Golver is under a lot of pressure coming into these trials... you arn't sure why exactly... and that much of how he acts is a show, perhaps trying to hide his shortcomings.
Aura notices that Golver was feeling anxious, and just the fact that she was as well leads her to shake her head and give up midway there. If that exercise in discovering the truth was straining both of them, she'd be better not doing it.
OOC: I know, that's why I'm RPing Aura as giving up on trying too hard to discover the truth.
Aura just submits to letting it go for now, as she folllows Golver's decision, and turns her attention to the situation of Caerlan and the doors.
The doors are wooden with metal stra-like hinges affixing them to the stone doorway. They are large 10ft high by 8ft wide and both seem identical in appearance!
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Golver, standing behind the door that Caerlin is investigating will turn and look at the door on the opposite side. Quickly looking back to the gnome, Golver will say "I will open the other door, you take this one. The dragonborn will then grab his orb in one hand and extend his other silver scaled hand and cast [Tooltip Not Found]s one after another slamming into the door as he tries to burn it to the ground.
(I will let Caerlin decide if which of the doors he is trying to open, either the locked one or trapped one and Golver will try to burn down the other. Also if for some reason the door doesn't burn or whatever let me know and I can adjust my post as needed :D)
Caerlan explains carefully which door is trapped and which is locked to the group "Golver, I'm going to try and set off the trap without anyone getting hurt, stand back over here behind me and we will see if a little bit of magic can get us through. Don't charge in just because the door opens, it doesn't mean it is safe." Once everyone has moved back as far as they can and Caerlan has set him up about 30' from the doorway he summons a spectral hand which the gnome directs towards the doorway, probing around the edges of the door before opening it and offering a thumbs up as the door opens....
Golver would nod to Caerlan and move away from the trapped door before launching his barrage of fire bolts at the locked and un-trapped door. "Maybe we can get both opened and then decide which door looks more inviting" The dragonborn would shout over the FWOOSH sound of flames erupting from his hand. The flames dancing in the reflection of his scales as they slam into the door.
"If you damage that lock and we need to get in there, well....hmph!" Caerlan shouts back at the dragonborn, whilst working on the doors with his summoned hand.
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"If we burn the wood away we don't need to pick the lock, I am surprised you don't know how wood works... Dragonborn are well educated in all types of material from a very young age!" Golver would reply with a cocky grin.
"You are indeed very wise, I hadn't thought it through." Caerlan replies "You carry on." The spectral hand silently makes a rude gesture at Golver and then resumes it's task.
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"Please be careful, Golver," Necey says cautiously as the dragonborn begins to launch fireballs again. "I hope you can put out fires as easy as you can start them."
Hearing Neceys words, the dragonborn would stop lauching waves of fire for a moment before extending his other hand and firing a ray of frost towards the stone doorway, outlining the flaming door. "Don't worry, my time in the military taught me how to stay cool under pressure... get it... cool... because of the ice coming out of my hands? man i am as hilarious as I am smart!" Golver would laugh to himself.
Golver realizes it'll take hours maybe even days to burn down a door this size. His fireballs badly make a dent.
OOC: It's a door with an AC bud like all things. Roll ranged attacks and damage. How many fireballs too. As well as ray of frost.
Caerlan's hand opens the unlocked door setting of a series of magical mayhem from within the door but a burst of cold can be felt as ray of frost blasts the spectral hand with cold!
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(Golver would have been chucking fire bolts at it non stop as fast as he could so.... every second 6 seconds or however long out of combat actions take to be made for a while... I will roll a minutes worth of fire bolts!)
Attack: 23 Damage: 3
Attack: 13 Damage: 5
Attack: 19 Damage: 4
Attack: 25 Damage: 1
Attack: 12 Damage: 4
Attack: 17 Damage: 6
Attack: 15 Damage: 1
Attack: 8 Damage: 1
Attack: 8 Damage: 8
Attack: 20 Damage: 1
(Also fire bolts specifically say they ignite flammable objects they hit so wouldn't it take ongoing damage from being ignited much like other things?)
After a straight minute of launching flames at the door, The dragonborn would stop. Breathing heavily and looking somewhat disappointed at the three small scorched and smoldering sections of door, Golver would turn to the others and shrug. "Welp, that door is obviously enchanted in a way that makes it nearly immune to damage... I don't have any tools to try to pick the lock and even with my almost supernatural strength... I am sure whatever magics made that door so strong would probably prevent me from busting the lock..." Golver would say with a frustrated look across his face. Then noticing the other door is open as a ray of frost slams into the spectral hand, Golvers face would light up. "Nice job Caerlan!" The dragonborn would say giving him a hard pat on the back with his large silver scaled hand before racing through the open door, barreling in head first wanting to be the first one in the room.
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Caerlan the doors on the right is unlocked and trapped but left is locked and not trapped.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"Egotistical... hardly!..." Golver would say looking down to the genasi with a small laugh. "Why... I am the most humble person in my clan I bet!" The dragonborn would say with a nervous smile. "Shimmerscale's are always the best!... My mother was the best!... my Father was the best!... " Golver would pause a moment before continuing, his voice lowering a bit. "And it is my... responsibility to make sure it stays that way..." Golver would mutter as his large hand moves to the back of his head and rubs his scales and tendrils. "What you heard before... was just a little bit of.. frustration.. is all" Golver would practically whisper as he turned his head away from Aura and back to Carlan. "So! What did you find my gnomish buddy! Do you need Golver to help get that door open?" The dragonborn would ask loudly looming over the back of Caerlan.
Aura, not convinced, starts looking in between what he was saying to discover what he really meant, and what he was hiding.
Insight 10
(She/Her)
Velmine - Tiefling, Rogue (9), Swashbuckler - Dead in Thay
Riris Swiftwhistle - Halfling, Bard (4), College of Swords - Lost Mines of Phandelver
Rellahne Vanderboren - Half-Elf, Wizard (4), School of Abjuration - The Shackled City
Ann Hidrizo - Human, Fighter (2) - Amphail Adventures
Sha - Firbolg, Cleric (3), Twilight Domain - Hunt for the Wish Dragon
Aura
You get the feeling that Golver is under a lot of pressure coming into these trials... you arn't sure why exactly... and that much of how he acts is a show, perhaps trying to hide his shortcomings.
***a 10 wasn't great***
Aura notices that Golver was feeling anxious, and just the fact that she was as well leads her to shake her head and give up midway there. If that exercise in discovering the truth was straining both of them, she'd be better not doing it.
OOC: I know, that's why I'm RPing Aura as giving up on trying too hard to discover the truth.
Aura just submits to letting it go for now, as she folllows Golver's decision, and turns her attention to the situation of Caerlan and the doors.
(She/Her)
Velmine - Tiefling, Rogue (9), Swashbuckler - Dead in Thay
Riris Swiftwhistle - Halfling, Bard (4), College of Swords - Lost Mines of Phandelver
Rellahne Vanderboren - Half-Elf, Wizard (4), School of Abjuration - The Shackled City
Ann Hidrizo - Human, Fighter (2) - Amphail Adventures
Sha - Firbolg, Cleric (3), Twilight Domain - Hunt for the Wish Dragon
(do the doors appear to be made of metal, stone, wood, or something else...? just wondering)
The doors are wooden with metal stra-like hinges affixing them to the stone doorway. They are large 10ft high by 8ft wide and both seem identical in appearance!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Golver, standing behind the door that Caerlin is investigating will turn and look at the door on the opposite side. Quickly looking back to the gnome, Golver will say "I will open the other door, you take this one. The dragonborn will then grab his orb in one hand and extend his other silver scaled hand and cast [Tooltip Not Found]s one after another slamming into the door as he tries to burn it to the ground.
(I will let Caerlin decide if which of the doors he is trying to open, either the locked one or trapped one and Golver will try to burn down the other. Also if for some reason the door doesn't burn or whatever let me know and I can adjust my post as needed :D)
Caerlan explains carefully which door is trapped and which is locked to the group "Golver, I'm going to try and set off the trap without anyone getting hurt, stand back over here behind me and we will see if a little bit of magic can get us through. Don't charge in just because the door opens, it doesn't mean it is safe." Once everyone has moved back as far as they can and Caerlan has set him up about 30' from the doorway he summons a spectral hand which the gnome directs towards the doorway, probing around the edges of the door before opening it and offering a thumbs up as the door opens....
Casts Mage hand
OOC - did Caerlan know what type of trap there was? Mechanical or magical?
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Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Golver would nod to Caerlan and move away from the trapped door before launching his barrage of fire bolts at the locked and un-trapped door. "Maybe we can get both opened and then decide which door looks more inviting" The dragonborn would shout over the FWOOSH sound of flames erupting from his hand. The flames dancing in the reflection of his scales as they slam into the door.
"If you damage that lock and we need to get in there, well....hmph!" Caerlan shouts back at the dragonborn, whilst working on the doors with his summoned hand.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
"If we burn the wood away we don't need to pick the lock, I am surprised you don't know how wood works... Dragonborn are well educated in all types of material from a very young age!" Golver would reply with a cocky grin.
"You are indeed very wise, I hadn't thought it through." Caerlan replies "You carry on." The spectral hand silently makes a rude gesture at Golver and then resumes it's task.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Perhaps to the gnomes surprise Golvers grin gets larger when he sees the hand gesture
"Please be careful, Golver," Necey says cautiously as the dragonborn begins to launch fireballs again. "I hope you can put out fires as easy as you can start them."
Hearing Neceys words, the dragonborn would stop lauching waves of fire for a moment before extending his other hand and firing a ray of frost towards the stone doorway, outlining the flaming door. "Don't worry, my time in the military taught me how to stay cool under pressure... get it... cool... because of the ice coming out of my hands? man i am as hilarious as I am smart!" Golver would laugh to himself.
Golver realizes it'll take hours maybe even days to burn down a door this size. His fireballs badly make a dent.
OOC: It's a door with an AC bud like all things. Roll ranged attacks and damage. How many fireballs too. As well as ray of frost.
Caerlan's hand opens the unlocked door setting of a series of magical mayhem from within the door but a burst of cold can be felt as ray of frost blasts the spectral hand with cold!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(Golver would have been chucking fire bolts at it non stop as fast as he could so.... every second 6 seconds or however long out of combat actions take to be made for a while... I will roll a minutes worth of fire bolts!)
Attack: 23 Damage: 3
Attack: 13 Damage: 5
Attack: 19 Damage: 4
Attack: 25 Damage: 1
Attack: 12 Damage: 4
Attack: 17 Damage: 6
Attack: 15 Damage: 1
Attack: 8 Damage: 1
Attack: 8 Damage: 8
Attack: 20 Damage: 1
(Also fire bolts specifically say they ignite flammable objects they hit so wouldn't it take ongoing damage from being ignited much like other things?)
3 hit, Golver realizes again at this rate it will take days to burn down the door.
OOC: Think of a seige door in a medieval castle, huge thick hardwood door. Yes, flammable but it's not going to turn to ash in a minute.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(Nice)
After a straight minute of launching flames at the door, The dragonborn would stop. Breathing heavily and looking somewhat disappointed at the three small scorched and smoldering sections of door, Golver would turn to the others and shrug. "Welp, that door is obviously enchanted in a way that makes it nearly immune to damage... I don't have any tools to try to pick the lock and even with my almost supernatural strength... I am sure whatever magics made that door so strong would probably prevent me from busting the lock..." Golver would say with a frustrated look across his face. Then noticing the other door is open as a ray of frost slams into the spectral hand, Golvers face would light up. "Nice job Caerlan!" The dragonborn would say giving him a hard pat on the back with his large silver scaled hand before racing through the open door, barreling in head first wanting to be the first one in the room.