Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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Breez, frustrated with his lack of luck, will work his way back into the room with the stairs and go up them. (Room 1 I think it was based on the number on the map I saw)
I don't have a signature.
"Yes, how do we do that?"
"What is that other door right next to this one? Could it be a secret way out?"
Silver just chuckles as Phedrae begins to criticize his flirtation and gives a fake gasp "My gods holy woman - are you proposing I flirt with another woman in front of my "wife" in the attempts to woo her..." he pauses for and just smirks "how scandalous that your god would be okay with a lecherous man."
Silver just stands waiting and watching the people pass by until Phedrae calls for him to hurry and gives a sigh following.
Admonishing himself for having fallen into yet another silent mope following the departure of Asariel and the others, Vassa takes note of the progressing repairs to Trollskull Manor. Noticing that everything seems to be in order, the uncharacteristically moody bard shakes his silver topped head as though to clear it of a daze, then resolutely swaggers back to the tavern where he left his companions.
Noticing Bason staring over across at the Bakery while Silver and Phaedra are engaged in banter, Vassa catches the last few words and says with a laugh, "Godly scandals and lecherous men? Sounds like the theme of masquerade I once attended. Oh what a night THAT was. Ha! See anything of note, Bason?"
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Breez goes up the stairs and finds himself in a lobby of sorts with the main entrance directly in front of him. Off to the side is a female gnome sitting at a receptionist desk.
Putty looks back and forth between the two of you, confused. "Wait. You're not with the authorities or the bakers guild, are you? Who are you? What do you want?"
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
"Your uncle sent us to rescue you. Let's get out of here without stirring the pot and then we can go over the details."
Kestrell pokes his head out of the room and then tries to open the other door.
"Of course. He never could leave things alone. I'm not leaving with you. I murdered people and justice must be done." Putty says while glaring at you.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Kestrell didn't hear him as he was opening the other door.
While the last room had a fortune's worth of rare ingredients, Kestrell finds that this room contains several small chests and sealed containers with many tiny jars containing the most unique and rare of ingredients.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Kestrell returns to the other room. "Shit, Elon, that was not the way out. Looks like we've got to go back to the kitchen."
Kestrell turns to Putty: "Alright, follow me."
Putty sits back down and glares at Kestrell.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Kestrell eyes Putty and then says: "You don't want to stay here. Come with us, and we'll turn you into the real authorities where you can be punished appropriately. Here, they are just going to kill you. Maybe torture you first. Your choice though."
Kestrell walks out the door and starts back up the stairs.
Intimidation with Elon's help: 13
Phaedra spins around and looks the half-drow bard up and down, trying her best that she can to hide her smirk.
"Ohh look what the cat dragged in and as usual always joins the conversation with some kind of reference to lecherous matters. Nice of you to come and join us...I think everything is going to plan. We are the backup team incase things go sideways in the Bakery."
She pauses for a second and then adds, "Actually are you able to send an arcane message to Kestrell?"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
"Look 'Putty', we don't have time for this. If it makes you feel better I will torture you myself when we get out of here but you need to move your ass!" Elon says. "Now do you know a way out of here?"
Intimidation help for Kest
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Breez, concocting a plan will head to the receptionist's desk and greets the female gnome. "Hi, I'm in the middle of a meeting and I totally forgot I was supposed to bring a couple people with me. Do you mind if I head out real quick to grab them? We'll be right back."
(Deception?: 12)
I don't have a signature.
Sauntering up to their table, Vassa flashes a dazzling smile at the nearest bar or wait person and says,' "A glass of red, if you don't mind."
Vassa gives Silver a discreet wink before turning towards the priestess with a bemused grin, saying, "Cat dragging? Can't say that I've had the pleasure, but I'll keep it in mind if we encounter a kitty with sufficiently long claws. As for the topic of lechery, I was merely adding my 2 copper to what already seemed a most interesting conversation.
An arcane message? Not an ability that I normally possess... but, it just so happens that I have something that might do, though it would be a single message and not one likely to go entirely unnoticed."
The bard slides a single piece of parchment out of a pocket, before retrieving a quill and inkpot from his pack and looking at the priestess with a coy smile and single arched eyebrow.
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
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"What...are you going to run it down there yourself or something silly like that?" she looks at him with a questioning expression.
"We already have Kestrell, Elon and Brez running around in there with the most minimal of planning and none of them are even dressed in anything that would resemble a baker...and yourself and Silver are sitting around out here with myself and Bason. You two, the sneaking two...well apart from Kestrell."
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
//DM, are there any bakers uniforms around?//
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Putty, now obviously afraid, grabs the tether he's tied with and wraps it around himself, shortening his own leash in hopes of saving himself. "N..n...no."
The lady looks at you quizzically for a moment and grins. "Of course, sir. Bring whomever you need."
OOC: There are spare uniforms but not in any of the rooms Elon has visited so far.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Breez, giving off a smile to the gnome will head out and look around for the group. Once he finds them, he will wave them over. Informing them that he has found a way inside and to follow him.
I don't have a signature.