"You found a body and a hidden room! With all my access I didn't find either of those! The passage ways are riddled throughout the castle. It would take years to look through them all. I guess what I'm asking is for you to keep your eyes and ears open then let me know if you find anything," Aryalaris explains. "I'm telling you this too because if you find my body next you can tell my mother what I suspected is my aunt," he then added his expression serious.
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"I need allies. I'm taking precautions. If you don't want tp keep an eye out for me for the goings on I understand but I can't be everywhere at once! I just need more eyes and ears open around the school that I know can/will give me information," he explains before moving towards the door. "It's breakfast soon so I'll be off now but will you help or not," he asks head floating near the door.
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"If we hear anything it won't be a problem to pass it along," Necey says happily. "I really want to make sure we make it through the school here though." She takes a few steps toward her belongings before turning back to Ary. "Do you have any idea waht exactly she may be up to?"
"Take over the school of course," Aryalaris says as if it were obvious. "They're only half sisters. My auntie Sona's mother was a moon elf," he adds next, "my grandfather well....he had lots of...admirers as all great wizard's do," he explains putting up his hood as his disappears the door opens and ge slips out closing the door as the lock clicks back into place you know he's gone.
Moments later however the door rattles again the opens to real the same stoic bugbear from the night before!
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As the door knob rattled, Golver would draw a dagger and prepare to throw it. The angry expression on his face would turn to annoyance once he realized it was the bugbear. "Is it breakfast?" Golver would ask as he slides the dagger into his belt.
"Now that is a cause I can rally to, a hearty breakfast, come on chaps and chapesses, let's go and eat them out of house and home!" Jumping down from his bed Caerlan heads to the door "Don't know how lucky you are chum, that dragonborn is a true marksman! Lucky, lucky bugbear."
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Hearing Caerlan's words would put a big smile on the dragonborn face "Well ya know... This may be hard to believe but I am better with a blade then I am with my magic..." The dragonborn would say as he adjusts his belt and robe as he gets ready for breakfast. "these robes just dont feel right... I wish I had my old armor and longsword with me.. especially now that we know the tests are going to be even harder than they already were..."
Kat swings her legs a little before hopping down from the bed, looking a little pensive. She tucks the small contraption she just put together into her pocket. "Yeah...let's go to breakfast," she says quietly.
As kat makes her way out of the room, Golver would look down and scratch the side of his face. "So what is that thing you are always messing with? Does it do anything?" The dragonborn would ask as he walked along.
Kat waves her horn around. "It does lots of stuff. I'm sort of still playing around with it to see if I can get it to do more stuff. Right now it blasts people and makes the ground shake, but I might have been able to add another function last night. The trick is getting it to not break and need repairs after I use it too much." She shrugs. "Making stuff is sort of what I'm good at." She takes the small contraption she made while talking to Ary out of her pocket and shows it to Golver. It's a small silvery ball with a series of indents in it in a pattern. "This is one of my newer things. If it works right, it should function as a sort of mobile medic, stitching up wounds or soothing burns, that kind of thing. I also made the miniature assistant that I gave Caerlan yesterday, and I've got a few of those in a pocket somewhere."
"You're allowed your gear and armor," the bugbear says with an odd grin. "There's three groups left," he adds with another toothy smile gesturing for the group to follow.
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Golver would slap Kat on the shoulder.. "Ahh yes, back where I come from we had a dragonborn that would make amazing gadgets like those.... of course being of dragonborn make and quality.. they were far superior than anything else available." Golver would say with a smile. Continuing to walk and looking away from Kat, he would mention over his shoulder to her. "But looking at those... perhaps you possess some skill that they did not...." with a wink before continuing.
Breakfast is much like the day before. The food is hearty but the chatter is decidedly more subdued. Most of the other tables volume us raised above a whisper and they keep looking at the party with a mix of expressions ranging from curiosity to disgust! The servants work quickly and after breakfast is served the parties are selected in a similar way as the day before. There's less pomp and circumstance however as your party is selected by the professor in the menacing crocodile mask! They lead you to a large empty from but for a table of different size and styled bottles. Before parting the professor gives the party some words of advice.
"My advice to you is to use each of your best skills to win out the day," the female voice explains from beneath the mask. "Think on your skills," she adds leaving the room and closing the door which then disappears!
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Golver would have arrived to breakfast looking much different than before as the large dragonborn made his way to his seat. Instead of fine clothes or his gray robe, Golber would have instead chosen to wear his finely crafted set of chainmail armor that appears to have silver and gold inlay decorating the chest and shoulders. On his hip he has a whip on one side and an elegant longsword that carry an obvious dragon theme.
"I stuffed that gray robe in my pack.. I figure I can always pull it out if I need to get to one of those patch things" Golvet would say before eating his breakfast.
After the crocodile master finishes her remark, Golver would let out a laugh. "Easier said than done! Surely you know who I am.. asking me to figure out which my my skills is the best is like asking me to find the wettest drop of water in the ocean!" Golver would say with a smile.
Necey smiles politely at all the onlookers as she enjoys her breakfast. When the next masked instructor arrives she rises from the table, adjusts her leather armor underneath the many-patched robe. This morning she now also caries a lkngbow and a quiver of arrows on her back. On their way out of the dining room she gives a playful wave to those who may have had a less than pleasant look about them.
Once left alone in the room, "So, anyone have any ideas what we're supposed to be doing here." She walks over to the table and eyes the bottles. "If we need to drink these maybe I should check them out to make sure nothing poisonous is in any of them.
"THANK YOU NECEY!' Golver would shout throwing his hands into the air.
"You found a body and a hidden room! With all my access I didn't find either of those! The passage ways are riddled throughout the castle. It would take years to look through them all. I guess what I'm asking is for you to keep your eyes and ears open then let me know if you find anything," Aryalaris explains. "I'm telling you this too because if you find my body next you can tell my mother what I suspected is my aunt," he then added his expression serious.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Kat stares at him. "You want us to look around...in case you get murdered. Rather than taking precautions against getting murdered."
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Frustrated Aryalaris sighs.
"I need allies. I'm taking precautions. If you don't want tp keep an eye out for me for the goings on I understand but I can't be everywhere at once! I just need more eyes and ears open around the school that I know can/will give me information," he explains before moving towards the door. "It's breakfast soon so I'll be off now but will you help or not," he asks head floating near the door.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"If we hear anything it won't be a problem to pass it along," Necey says happily. "I really want to make sure we make it through the school here though." She takes a few steps toward her belongings before turning back to Ary. "Do you have any idea waht exactly she may be up to?"
"Take over the school of course," Aryalaris says as if it were obvious. "They're only half sisters. My auntie Sona's mother was a moon elf," he adds next, "my grandfather well....he had lots of...admirers as all great wizard's do," he explains putting up his hood as his disappears the door opens and ge slips out closing the door as the lock clicks back into place you know he's gone.
Moments later however the door rattles again the opens to real the same stoic bugbear from the night before!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
As the door knob rattled, Golver would draw a dagger and prepare to throw it. The angry expression on his face would turn to annoyance once he realized it was the bugbear. "Is it breakfast?" Golver would ask as he slides the dagger into his belt.
"Did you forget som...," Necey stops herself seeing the bugbear escort. "Oh! Breakfast, is it..?"
"Now that is a cause I can rally to, a hearty breakfast, come on chaps and chapesses, let's go and eat them out of house and home!" Jumping down from his bed Caerlan heads to the door "Don't know how lucky you are chum, that dragonborn is a true marksman! Lucky, lucky bugbear."
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
Hearing Caerlan's words would put a big smile on the dragonborn face "Well ya know... This may be hard to believe but I am better with a blade then I am with my magic..." The dragonborn would say as he adjusts his belt and robe as he gets ready for breakfast. "these robes just dont feel right... I wish I had my old armor and longsword with me.. especially now that we know the tests are going to be even harder than they already were..."
Kat swings her legs a little before hopping down from the bed, looking a little pensive. She tucks the small contraption she just put together into her pocket. "Yeah...let's go to breakfast," she says quietly.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
As kat makes her way out of the room, Golver would look down and scratch the side of his face. "So what is that thing you are always messing with? Does it do anything?" The dragonborn would ask as he walked along.
Kat waves her horn around. "It does lots of stuff. I'm sort of still playing around with it to see if I can get it to do more stuff. Right now it blasts people and makes the ground shake, but I might have been able to add another function last night. The trick is getting it to not break and need repairs after I use it too much." She shrugs. "Making stuff is sort of what I'm good at." She takes the small contraption she made while talking to Ary out of her pocket and shows it to Golver. It's a small silvery ball with a series of indents in it in a pattern. "This is one of my newer things. If it works right, it should function as a sort of mobile medic, stitching up wounds or soothing burns, that kind of thing. I also made the miniature assistant that I gave Caerlan yesterday, and I've got a few of those in a pocket somewhere."
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
"You're allowed your gear and armor," the bugbear says with an odd grin. "There's three groups left," he adds with another toothy smile gesturing for the group to follow.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"That is even better news than breakfast!" Golver would say with an even larger smile as he follows along behind the bugbear.
Kat just frowns and follows.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Golver would slap Kat on the shoulder.. "Ahh yes, back where I come from we had a dragonborn that would make amazing gadgets like those.... of course being of dragonborn make and quality.. they were far superior than anything else available." Golver would say with a smile. Continuing to walk and looking away from Kat, he would mention over his shoulder to her. "But looking at those... perhaps you possess some skill that they did not...." with a wink before continuing.
Breakfast is much like the day before. The food is hearty but the chatter is decidedly more subdued. Most of the other tables volume us raised above a whisper and they keep looking at the party with a mix of expressions ranging from curiosity to disgust! The servants work quickly and after breakfast is served the parties are selected in a similar way as the day before. There's less pomp and circumstance however as your party is selected by the professor in the menacing crocodile mask! They lead you to a large empty from but for a table of different size and styled bottles. Before parting the professor gives the party some words of advice.
"My advice to you is to use each of your best skills to win out the day," the female voice explains from beneath the mask. "Think on your skills," she adds leaving the room and closing the door which then disappears!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Golver would have arrived to breakfast looking much different than before as the large dragonborn made his way to his seat. Instead of fine clothes or his gray robe, Golber would have instead chosen to wear his finely crafted set of chainmail armor that appears to have silver and gold inlay decorating the chest and shoulders. On his hip he has a whip on one side and an elegant longsword that carry an obvious dragon theme.
"I stuffed that gray robe in my pack.. I figure I can always pull it out if I need to get to one of those patch things" Golvet would say before eating his breakfast.
After the crocodile master finishes her remark, Golver would let out a laugh. "Easier said than done! Surely you know who I am.. asking me to figure out which my my skills is the best is like asking me to find the wettest drop of water in the ocean!" Golver would say with a smile.
Necey smiles politely at all the onlookers as she enjoys her breakfast. When the next masked instructor arrives she rises from the table, adjusts her leather armor underneath the many-patched robe. This morning she now also caries a lkngbow and a quiver of arrows on her back. On their way out of the dining room she gives a playful wave to those who may have had a less than pleasant look about them.
Once left alone in the room, "So, anyone have any ideas what we're supposed to be doing here." She walks over to the table and eyes the bottles. "If we need to drink these maybe I should check them out to make sure nothing poisonous is in any of them.
OOC: Taking 10 min to ritual cast Detect Poison and Disease
How many bottles are we looking at here?