Velo wakes up and says to the man “Get me a bottle of booze or you’ll be the one to lose! Yes, I am very poetic. But I still want that boose”, Before looking disappointed at him self and saying “Why did I ask this good fellow for boose again? I should have asked for water, though I can drink fine liquor“
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Razek immediately grips his sword and holds it at the ready, "......" His eyes dart back and forth to their surroundings, trying to take in anything and everything of importance. He first looks over to see the condition of his comrades, and is relieved to see they are all there.
Hearing the commotion Rou open his eyes grabbing his flail and lifting his shield. He will use one of his divine sense to scan 60ft from him any celestial, fiend, or undead.
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Felix Windfall (Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA,Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiA
As Loçh comes to, he remembers fighting the Dark Lord. He jumps to his feet with his greataxe in hand and charges at the man, stopping short before swinging on him. "Where is the Dark Lord? Tell me or I will cut you in two!"
Razek: The first thing that you notice is that the temple is in disrepair. Many of the pillars had collapsed and you are still wondering how the whole temple is still standing in the first place. The second thing you notice is a rather large Bronze statue. The statue displays six individuals, who you do not recognize.
Rou: There are no celestials, fiends, and/or undead in the 60ft range
Everyone: If you look carefully at Arion you will notice that his left arm is not his. His entire left arm seems to be some sort of machine. Arion looks at all of you rather bewildered. He tries to reach for his blaster, but then eyes Loch with the Greataxe.
"Uh, um I'm Arion, and that's Skeets," Arion says gesturing to the small hovering cube. The cube seems to glow a warm blue color as its name is mentioned.
"Charmed," The cube says.
"Um, The uh Dark Lord was uh defeated a thousand years ago," Arion says. He is slowly trying to back away from the crazy guy pointing an axe at him.
"How about you put that axe down, buddy. We've got a lot a questions and this guy can't answer any of them if you split him in two. My name's Nico Case, by the way." He says, extending a hand towards Arion.
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Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
Razek, still cautious of the man and floating cube (lol, destiny vibes there), slowly approaches the bronze statue, curious. If what that man said was true, they were moved through time and/or space, to another point where the dark lord had been defeated....yah, that was a little easier to think then it was to understand. He keeps his sword out and looks at the statue, hoping to find some writing or other information that could either confirm or further add to the puzzle he was putting together in his head.
Loch lowers his axe see the man-machine is as confused as they are. "What do you mean 'he was defeated a thousand years ago'? We were just fighting him 2 minutes ago" he ask in a calmer voice. While waiting for the answer, Loch looks around the room puzzled.
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Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Velo then says “What happened then, were we put into a scroll of time stop? Also what sorcery is this?! You are half a warforged and that cube thing seems like a patron, that may need some slicing...”Velo then grins malevolently at the cube.
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“A thousand years? What year is it now? And who rules here?” Jennar relaxes her stance, but only slightly. She keeps her attention on Arion and the cube, trying to determine how trustworthy he is. (Insight check: 13, passive 14)
"He speaks the truth... the evil that once engulfed this place...is no longer..." Rou places his flail back into it's holder and his shield closes it's eye for the time being. "If you speak the truth human where can I find the closest temple of Tyr?"
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Felix Windfall (Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA,Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiA
Arion nods and shakes Nico's hand with his left hand. His left hand is vibrating slightly. Arion's left hand feels strangely warm and cold at the same time.
Razek: Looking closely at the bronze statue you see an inscription written in common, which reads: To the heroes that saved us from the clutches of the Dark Lord. Then if you look carefully you can see the names of each of the heroes
"It's the year 3635, Not really sure about the 'ruler' I don't really like scavenging in this quadrant. I think it's Davia Zyro," Arion responds to the first question. You watch as Skeets backs away from Velo and hides behind Arion. Arion scratches his chin when he hears the name 'Tyr'. Arion seems a little bit frightened by some of you especially the tiefling and Yuan-ti. He has never encountered either races before.
"I think there's a Torm temple and a church of Oras nearby," Arion responds
"A warforged? what's that?" Arion asks. Arion then turns to Loch
"I usually don't see your kind this far out," Arion says to Loch.
To Arions question velo responds with, “Warforged are the greatest inventions of all time— I mean... our time? They were these huge automations that had several roles”
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"Torm, one of the Holy Triad along with Ilmater. " Rou thinks to himself perhaps he could get more information on his groups situation there. "Dark Lord ruled for a 2000 years it must have been hell...Is something wrong you look a little frightened? Have you never seen a Tiefling before?"
"I can answer that, this idiot lost his arm while repairing our ship. I told him exactly what to do, but he refuses to listen to me," Skeets responds sounding a bit irritated. Arion seems to ignore Sweets accusations.
"No, I've never seen a Tiefling before. If that's what you are called," Arion responds. He then turns to Loch.
"Aren't you a Vesk?" Arion asks. Arion ponders for a moment.
"I think going to the temple of Torm would be your best bet for answers. You don't seem to be from this era and you know the priests at the temple are all about this old timey stuff," Arion suggests
Jennar scrambles into a defensive crouch. “Who the hell are you?” she asks, ready to strike if she doesn’t like the answer.
Birgit | Shifter | Sorcerer | Dragonlords
Shayone | Hobgoblin | Sorcerer | Netherdeep
Velo wakes up and says to the man “Get me a bottle of booze or you’ll be the one to lose! Yes, I am very poetic. But I still want that boose”, Before looking disappointed at him self and saying “Why did I ask this good fellow for boose again? I should have asked for water, though I can drink fine liquor“
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
HEY V-SAUSE MICHAEL HERE!
Razek immediately grips his sword and holds it at the ready, "......" His eyes dart back and forth to their surroundings, trying to take in anything and everything of importance. He first looks over to see the condition of his comrades, and is relieved to see they are all there.
Perception: 14
Hearing the commotion Rou open his eyes grabbing his flail and lifting his shield. He will use one of his divine sense to scan 60ft from him any celestial, fiend, or undead.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAAs Loçh comes to, he remembers fighting the Dark Lord. He jumps to his feet with his greataxe in hand and charges at the man, stopping short before swinging on him. "Where is the Dark Lord? Tell me or I will cut you in two!"
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Razek: The first thing that you notice is that the temple is in disrepair. Many of the pillars had collapsed and you are still wondering how the whole temple is still standing in the first place. The second thing you notice is a rather large Bronze statue. The statue displays six individuals, who you do not recognize.
Rou: There are no celestials, fiends, and/or undead in the 60ft range
Everyone: If you look carefully at Arion you will notice that his left arm is not his. His entire left arm seems to be some sort of machine. Arion looks at all of you rather bewildered. He tries to reach for his blaster, but then eyes Loch with the Greataxe.
"Uh, um I'm Arion, and that's Skeets," Arion says gesturing to the small hovering cube. The cube seems to glow a warm blue color as its name is mentioned.
"Charmed," The cube says.
"Um, The uh Dark Lord was uh defeated a thousand years ago," Arion says. He is slowly trying to back away from the crazy guy pointing an axe at him.
"How about you put that axe down, buddy. We've got a lot a questions and this guy can't answer any of them if you split him in two. My name's Nico Case, by the way." He says, extending a hand towards Arion.
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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[No fiends, celestrials or undead?]
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARazek, still cautious of the man and floating cube (lol, destiny vibes there), slowly approaches the bronze statue, curious. If what that man said was true, they were moved through time and/or space, to another point where the dark lord had been defeated....yah, that was a little easier to think then it was to understand. He keeps his sword out and looks at the statue, hoping to find some writing or other information that could either confirm or further add to the puzzle he was putting together in his head.
Loch lowers his axe see the man-machine is as confused as they are. "What do you mean 'he was defeated a thousand years ago'? We were just fighting him 2 minutes ago" he ask in a calmer voice. While waiting for the answer, Loch looks around the room puzzled.
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Velo then says “What happened then, were we put into a scroll of time stop? Also what sorcery is this?! You are half a warforged and that cube thing seems like a patron, that may need some slicing...” Velo then grins malevolently at the cube.
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
HEY V-SAUSE MICHAEL HERE!
“A thousand years? What year is it now? And who rules here?” Jennar relaxes her stance, but only slightly. She keeps her attention on Arion and the cube, trying to determine how trustworthy he is. (Insight check: 13, passive 14)
Birgit | Shifter | Sorcerer | Dragonlords
Shayone | Hobgoblin | Sorcerer | Netherdeep
"He speaks the truth... the evil that once engulfed this place...is no longer..." Rou places his flail back into it's holder and his shield closes it's eye for the time being. "If you speak the truth human where can I find the closest temple of Tyr?"
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAArion nods and shakes Nico's hand with his left hand. His left hand is vibrating slightly. Arion's left hand feels strangely warm and cold at the same time.
Razek: Looking closely at the bronze statue you see an inscription written in common, which reads: To the heroes that saved us from the clutches of the Dark Lord.
Then if you look carefully you can see the names of each of the heroes
"It's the year 3635, Not really sure about the 'ruler' I don't really like scavenging in this quadrant. I think it's Davia Zyro," Arion responds to the first question. You watch as Skeets backs away from Velo and hides behind Arion. Arion scratches his chin when he hears the name 'Tyr'. Arion seems a little bit frightened by some of you especially the tiefling and Yuan-ti. He has never encountered either races before.
"I think there's a Torm temple and a church of Oras nearby," Arion responds
"A warforged? what's that?" Arion asks. Arion then turns to Loch
"I usually don't see your kind this far out," Arion says to Loch.
"So uh, no offense, but why is your arm metallic and vibrating? And what's with the talking cube?"
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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To Arions question velo responds with, “Warforged are the greatest inventions of all time— I mean... our time? They were these huge automations that had several roles”
Are we ever sure that we exist? Do we have feelings? Or are we just NPC's designed to think highly? If so what is our purpose? Why are we here? Who are the players? Or are there Players?
HEY V-SAUSE MICHAEL HERE!
"Torm, one of the Holy Triad along with Ilmater. " Rou thinks to himself perhaps he could get more information on his groups situation there. "Dark Lord ruled for a 2000 years it must have been hell...Is something wrong you look a little frightened? Have you never seen a Tiefling before?"
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiALoch sheathes his axe on his back. Trying to wrap his mind around everything. For the first time in his life he feels lost and confused.
“What do we do now? What do you mean ‘my kind in this area’? My kind are prevalent in this part of the world”
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
The small cube floats over toward Nico.
"I can answer that, this idiot lost his arm while repairing our ship. I told him exactly what to do, but he refuses to listen to me," Skeets responds sounding a bit irritated. Arion seems to ignore Sweets accusations.
"No, I've never seen a Tiefling before. If that's what you are called," Arion responds. He then turns to Loch.
"Aren't you a Vesk?" Arion asks. Arion ponders for a moment.
"I think going to the temple of Torm would be your best bet for answers. You don't seem to be from this era and you know the priests at the temple are all about this old timey stuff," Arion suggests
Looking carefully, at the statue, Razek reads the names on it.