OOC: I got the impression the frogs wanted us to return to our boat. They were basically letting us go.
Gilly shakes his head. "I'm not in any shape to face anymore frogmen today. Let's fall back and discuss our options." He looks at the lizardman. "Sorry, Thrash."
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Gilly's head staps at the sound. "Is Zin still unconscious?" He kneels down beside elf. He tries to access his magic, but cannot. "Argh, I'm too tired." He then looks for the source of his injuries to stabilize him.
Medicine: 7
After a few seconds, he growls, "I can't find anything." He looks up, and locks eyes with Tiro. "Tiro! Come help him! I know you can do it!" Something about the way Gilly speaks seems to fill Tiro with unnatural confidence.
Tiro is inspired! (You can add a d6 to your medicine check.)
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Tiro kneels beside Zin and raises his head then administers the other potion of healing being careful not to spill a drop. The elf receives 7 of healing.
Tiro then says to Thrash "The fog will last an hour, is there an alternative way to the queen? I suspect we have stumbled into the Bullywug's territory, and will need to go around it." He then continues more generally "It's either that or return to the boat and find another place to explore. How do we want to proceed?"
With a heavy sigh, he peruses his injured companions.
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Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
"Thrash know another way to queen, no go back.. cannot fail queen." He would reply with a hiss. "It secret way.." He would add as he grabs hold of the shipment of weapons and changes course slightly.
Thrash leads the party back the way they had come for about 100 feet and then looks around. He then looks around at the swamp and spies a low lying hill off in the distance. This way he says as he leads the party south. After splashing and trudging through the swamp for about a mile - which would have take an hour or more - tracking along the edge of the small bay, he eventually reaches a small defile at the base of the hill.
"I think a rest here would be good, away from the Bullywugs. We are in no fit state to seek audience with the queen. An hour or so should do it." says Tiro
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Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
Thrash would find a place to sit down and pull out a freshly removed bullywug bone from his pack. The lizardfolk would slowly go to work turning the arm bone into a small club as he takes a short rest.
OOC: I got the impression the frogs wanted us to return to our boat. They were basically letting us go.
Gilly shakes his head. "I'm not in any shape to face anymore frogmen today. Let's fall back and discuss our options." He looks at the lizardman. "Sorry, Thrash."
Zin groaned as he lay unconcious.
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13, 13
Gilly's head staps at the sound. "Is Zin still unconscious?" He kneels down beside elf. He tries to access his magic, but cannot. "Argh, I'm too tired." He then looks for the source of his injuries to stabilize him.
Medicine: 7
After a few seconds, he growls, "I can't find anything." He looks up, and locks eyes with Tiro. "Tiro! Come help him! I know you can do it!" Something about the way Gilly speaks seems to fill Tiro with unnatural confidence.
Tiro is inspired! (You can add a d6 to your medicine check.)
Tiro kneels beside Zin and raises his head then administers the other potion of healing being careful not to spill a drop. The elf receives 7 of healing.
Tiro then says to Thrash "The fog will last an hour, is there an alternative way to the queen? I suspect we have stumbled into the Bullywug's territory, and will need to go around it." He then continues more generally "It's either that or return to the boat and find another place to explore. How do we want to proceed?"
With a heavy sigh, he peruses his injured companions.
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
Waiting on an answer from Thrash
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"Around but not back is my vote."
Says Zin while holding his head.
"Im pretty beat up and have no desire to those creatures again."
"Thrash know another way to queen, no go back.. cannot fail queen." He would reply with a hiss. "It secret way.." He would add as he grabs hold of the shipment of weapons and changes course slightly.
"Can we at least take a breather?" Gilly asks, trudging along behind the big lizard.
"Take rest after get away from frogs" Thrash would reply with a hiss.
"Let's go then."
Zin says as he drops back in line and follows.
Thrash leads the party back the way they had come for about 100 feet and then looks around. He then looks around at the swamp and spies a low lying hill off in the distance. This way he says as he leads the party south. After splashing and trudging through the swamp for about a mile - which would have take an hour or more - tracking along the edge of the small bay, he eventually reaches a small defile at the base of the hill.
"Other entrance in there" he says to the party.
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"Rest here then? How close are we?"
Zin ask, feeling winded from his injuries and slogging through the swamp.
"I think a rest here would be good, away from the Bullywugs. We are in no fit state to seek audience with the queen. An hour or so should do it." says Tiro
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
"I agree. My leg is killing me and rest would be great." Hallard states and rubs his hand along his injured leg, trying to loosen the siffness.
If we do indeed rest, Gilly will play something on his flute, and everyone who rolls hit dice will be able to roll an additional 1d6.
Thrash would find a place to sit down and pull out a freshly removed bullywug bone from his pack. The lizardfolk would slowly go to work turning the arm bone into a small club as he takes a short rest.
10plus 3
Hit die 11 + 5
As much as Griff is tempted to sing along with the flute, he decides a short nap would be a better idea.
Rest: 6 + Bonus: 1
Hit die: 5
Hit die: 4 + 1 + 8
Gilly's feeling much better, but warns everyone he's still too tired to perform anymore magic today.