"I vote we take everything back to the cart, whatever we don't need we can sell or trade for what we do. Plus it's that much less the redbrands have for arming whoever they send at us."
The reason I don't wear a red Cloak is because I'm pretty much the only Goliath around, it would not help my disguise.
(Adding tons o' weapons to the party loot, if at any point someone wants to put them in their personal loot let me know and we'll do that)
Slightly opening the south door reveals three large stone sarcophagi standing within this dusty crypt, and propped up against each sarcophagus is a human skeleton clad in bits of rusty mail. False columns along the walls are carved in the image of spreading oak trees. The double doors in the southeast corner are sheathed in tarnished copper plate.
The skeletons are completely still and do not seem to notice the door opening a little.
This long room is partitioned into three areas, with iron bars walling off the north and south. Filthy straw lines the floors of those cells, the hinged doors of which are secured by chains and padlocks. A pair of disheveled human women are held in the cell to the south, while a human boy is confined to the north. All are dressed in plain gray tunics and have iron collars fitted around their necks.
A heap of discarded clothing is piled carelessly against the far wall.
There are two men in scarlet cloaks, one facing into each cell, taunting the prisoners. They don't notice you.
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Hymir makes his way past Dirk and Fjolnir to fling a firebolt through the doorway, that goes wide and scorches the ground.
Absinthe steps forward to grasp the bony thing, 11 but it is surprisingly quick and dodges the attack, but still not quick enough to escape him smashing his knee into its ribcage, shattering an entire side of ribs, and having much more of an impact than he expected.
Take it and carefully look through the south door
"Grab a couple of those cloaks my goliath friend so we can all be dusguised
"I vote we take everything back to the cart, whatever we don't need we can sell or trade for what we do. Plus it's that much less the redbrands have for arming whoever they send at us."
The reason I don't wear a red Cloak is because I'm pretty much the only Goliath around, it would not help my disguise.
(Adding tons o' weapons to the party loot, if at any point someone wants to put them in their personal loot let me know and we'll do that)
Slightly opening the south door reveals three large stone sarcophagi standing within this dusty crypt, and propped up against each sarcophagus is a human skeleton clad in bits of rusty mail. False columns along the walls are carved in the image of spreading oak trees. The double doors in the southeast corner are sheathed in tarnished copper plate.
The skeletons are completely still and do not seem to notice the door opening a little.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
yes let's take it all and if we cant for any reason it should be destroyed
Chronomancy!!!
I enter the room slowly and cautiosly heading for northwest door
The skeletons slowly rise to a standing position, face their empty skulls at you, and go back to leaning against the sarcophagi.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
I slowly open that door and look inside keeping one eye on the skeletons
I ready a flask in hand if any attack I will throw the flask at the one that attacks
Chronomancy!!!
This long room is partitioned into three areas, with iron bars walling off the north and south. Filthy straw lines the floors of those cells, the hinged doors of which are secured by chains and padlocks. A pair of disheveled human women are held in the cell to the south, while a human boy is confined to the north. All are dressed in plain gray tunics and have iron collars fitted around their necks.
A heap of discarded clothing is piled carelessly against the far wall.
There are two men in scarlet cloaks, one facing into each cell, taunting the prisoners. They don't notice you.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
I follow into the room, I have my Yklwa in hand.
As soon as Absinthe enters the room, the two skeletons in front draw blades, the one in back takes aim with a bow. Roll initiative. 10
14
Fjolnir 13
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
I quickly and quietly close the door if there's a way to lock it with the key I do.
Initiative 8
Initiative 21
Chronomancy!!!
Crack my knuckles, "Time for the fun part."
Initiative:18
Am I ready ready? 14 Honestly, more ready than I thought I was.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Initiative:
21- Hymir
18- Absinthe
17- Dirk
13- Fjolnir
10- Skellies
8- Az Emberi
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Firebolt closest skeleton I move E, S, S
Hit 11
Damage 4
Chronomancy!!!
I move up to the one closest to me, I grapple him, then thrust my knee into his ribs.
Grapple: 14
Knee to ribs Attack: 14 Damage: 5
I dash in after Absinthe and stab his target with my rapier Attack: 12 Damage: 9
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Hymir makes his way past Dirk and Fjolnir to fling a firebolt through the doorway, that goes wide and scorches the ground.
Absinthe steps forward to grasp the bony thing, 11 but it is surprisingly quick and dodges the attack, but still not quick enough to escape him smashing his knee into its ribcage, shattering an entire side of ribs, and having much more of an impact than he expected.
Dirk misses with his attack.
Fjolnir, you're up!
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...