Thrash will hold his flail up to his mouth and let out a hiss as he attempts to "Shush" the prisoners. "quiet..." He would say in common before looking to the prisoners. "no attack lizardfolk.." He would say pointing his flail to each of them as the pointy bits of metal and bone clink together. "I am going to let the others know you are going to help us get something to eat..." He would say in draconic before moving back into the room he had emerged form.
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"Others?" Gilly asks in a loud whisper, trying to stop the lizardfolk. "Hold on there, big guy. Help me look around this room for a key. Or maybe you can work on those other chains. You did a great job on mine," he says, holding up his unbound wrists with a big smile on his face. The firbolg then begins looking around the room for a key or perhaps another tool that would also be helpful to break the rest of the chains or perhaps that could be used as a weapon.
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Thrash would stop just as his clawed hand grabbed the handle to the door and stop a moment. His frills running along the top of his head would stand up for just a moment before settling back down. Turning to face the firbolg he would point towards Gilly. "You help... and give lot food..." Thrash would say with a low hiss before looking to Hallard "No move scrawny man" He would say before grabbing the chains in his hands and planting his foot against the wall once more. Then, as the hulking lizardfolk begain pulling the chain from the wall once more, he would begin gnawing on the chain with his razor sharp teeth.
Athletics (rolling 2 in case of help advantage)1415 Bite Attack: 22 Damage: 4
Zin looks hopeful as the others strain to release themselves from the manacles with the aid of the lizardman. He raises his hands "I would also seek to be free. Someone aid me."
After finishing with Hallards chains, Thrash would move to the prisoner asking to be next before pointing a large clawed finger towards the captive "help pull.." The lizardfolk would say in common as he grabbed hold of the chain and planted his foot against the side of the ship. then once more his frills would rise as he struggled to RIP the chains from the wall while at the same time gnawing on it in Hope's of breaking it that way if needed...
athletics (rolling twice for help?) 1024
bite Attack: 24 Damage: 9
"You give food.... metal.... weapons..." The lizardfolk would hiss in common as he struggles with the chains.. pointing to each of them before cursing in draconic and dwarven.
As Thrash rips the third set of chains out of the hull he gives a huge grunt, somewhat muffled by the chain in his mouth. He falls backward with a thump but Zin is free. Suddenly the door through which Thrash had entered the room opens and a scaly head with a bright red frill peers in "Thrash, wat doen jy in die naam van die groot kake van Semuanya?"
Gilly examines the room but can see no sign of any keys or indeed anything that he can use to help free the others. He recalls a saying that somebody once told him about a room that a bunch of Halfling rogues had been through "when they had finished it was barer than a baby Halfling's bottom! There was nothing left - not one iota"
Spoiler - Thrash only
Thrash, what in the name of the great jaws of Semuanya, all praise him, are you doing?
Thrash would stand up and turn to the lizardfolk. and reply back in draconic.. pointing to the prisoners..
They said they are going to get us some food and I am starving..... the men we are working with are supposed to be smugglers.. not slavers.... I haven't seen any weapons aboard this ship yet... perhaps they are lying to us? I think we can use these prisoners to get weapons one way or the other... the crew of this ship have weapons....
Thrash would answer back louder, his large blood orange frills rising up to the point where it brushes against the wood overhead.
(more draconoc talk)
"I was raised amung warm bloods and your leader knows that warm bloods can be of use to our cause... but these warm bloods now owe us a favor! I was chosen to come with you because I know weapons and I know how to work with warm bloods! Now go back into the other room and stay quiet with Kreel... I am doing what is best for the clan so stay out of the way..
Thrash would pull his flail from his belt and stare down the lizardfolk, letting out a low hiss
Tiro subtly attracts Vhon's attention and indicates with eye movement and facial expressions that this second lizardfolk is probably not to be trusted.
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Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
The other lizardman's frill also expands and flushes red before he retracts it. He looks directly at Thrash "Jy sal beter moet weet wat jy doen, Thrash. Anders sal dit soos braaksel in die tuimeldroër wees!"before retreating next door.
Then suddenly the whole room goes quiet and you can not hear a sound whether it is the water rushing past the bow, or the creak of timbers or the chink of the chains.
Spoiler - Thrash
You'd better know what you're doing Thrash. Otherwise it will be a complete mess.
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As there seems to have been a silence spell thrown, Tiro chooses this moment to turn and brace his feet against the hull and using his legs, pull against the chains with all his might to try to snap them free. Strength check: 15. If at first he fails, he will indicate for one of the free people to help and try again.
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Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
"Ok, let's get moving, use the opportunity to get us all free and let's get ready to defend ourselves, who knows when they are going to come and check on us."
Vhon waits until he is freed, and when he is he prepares himself for combat, mentally preparing for battle.
"I can cast all day and it'll hit them harder than my crossbow used to but we need to get you all weapons, Lizard, do you have anything spare that Zin, Tiro and Gilly can use? Especially Zin, he's very handy with a blade in his hand."
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Tiro tries to attract the attention of the the Lizardman or one of the freed people to help on the chains. When another comes to help, he will try again.
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Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
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Thrash would look to Zin and tiro before shaking his head. "So weak..." He would hiss in common before grabbing the chain and placing his foot against the wall in the same was as before. "you help "The lizardfolk would say as he begins ripping at the chain and biting the metal.
Thrash will hold his flail up to his mouth and let out a hiss as he attempts to "Shush" the prisoners. "quiet..." He would say in common before looking to the prisoners. "no attack lizardfolk.." He would say pointing his flail to each of them as the pointy bits of metal and bone clink together. "I am going to let the others know you are going to help us get something to eat..." He would say in draconic before moving back into the room he had emerged form.
"Others?" Gilly asks in a loud whisper, trying to stop the lizardfolk. "Hold on there, big guy. Help me look around this room for a key. Or maybe you can work on those other chains. You did a great job on mine," he says, holding up his unbound wrists with a big smile on his face. The firbolg then begins looking around the room for a key or perhaps another tool that would also be helpful to break the rest of the chains or perhaps that could be used as a weapon.
Investigation: 7
Feeling a little give, he grins and repeats the process.
Strength Check: 4, 8
^^dang^^
Thrash would stop just as his clawed hand grabbed the handle to the door and stop a moment. His frills running along the top of his head would stand up for just a moment before settling back down. Turning to face the firbolg he would point towards Gilly. "You help... and give lot food..." Thrash would say with a low hiss before looking to Hallard "No move scrawny man" He would say before grabbing the chains in his hands and planting his foot against the wall once more. Then, as the hulking lizardfolk begain pulling the chain from the wall once more, he would begin gnawing on the chain with his razor sharp teeth.
Athletics (rolling 2 in case of help advantage)14 15
Bite Attack: 22 Damage: 4
Zin looks hopeful as the others strain to release themselves from the manacles with the aid of the lizardman. He raises his hands "I would also seek to be free. Someone aid me."
After finishing with Hallards chains, Thrash would move to the prisoner asking to be next before pointing a large clawed finger towards the captive "help pull.." The lizardfolk would say in common as he grabbed hold of the chain and planted his foot against the side of the ship. then once more his frills would rise as he struggled to RIP the chains from the wall while at the same time gnawing on it in Hope's of breaking it that way if needed...
athletics (rolling twice for help?) 10 24
bite Attack: 24 Damage: 9
"You give food.... metal.... weapons..." The lizardfolk would hiss in common as he struggles with the chains.. pointing to each of them before cursing in draconic and dwarven.
As Thrash rips the third set of chains out of the hull he gives a huge grunt, somewhat muffled by the chain in his mouth. He falls backward with a thump but Zin is free. Suddenly the door through which Thrash had entered the room opens and a scaly head with a bright red frill peers in "Thrash, wat doen jy in die naam van die groot kake van Semuanya?"
Gilly examines the room but can see no sign of any keys or indeed anything that he can use to help free the others. He recalls a saying that somebody once told him about a room that a bunch of Halfling rogues had been through "when they had finished it was barer than a baby Halfling's bottom! There was nothing left - not one iota"
Spoiler - Thrash only
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Thrash would stand up and turn to the lizardfolk. and reply back in draconic.. pointing to the prisoners..
They said they are going to get us some food and I am starving..... the men we are working with are supposed to be smugglers.. not slavers.... I haven't seen any weapons aboard this ship yet... perhaps they are lying to us? I think we can use these prisoners to get weapons one way or the other... the crew of this ship have weapons....
Thrash would say with a hiss and a nod..
Not understanding draconic, Tiro looks carefully at the new lizardfolk with the red crest to try and ascertain what his/her intentions are.
Rolling for insight:24
Other than that, Tiro is keeping a low profile, awaiting his turn to be freed.
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.
The other lizardman replies "En u vertrou hierdie warmbloedings! Hoekom? Ek het gedink dat jy beter sou weet!"
Spoiler for Tiro
Tiro the other Lizardman looks far more untrusting than Thrash
Spoiler for Thrash
And you trust these warmbloods! Why? I thought you would know better than that!
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Thrash would answer back louder, his large blood orange frills rising up to the point where it brushes against the wood overhead.
(more draconoc talk)
"I was raised amung warm bloods and your leader knows that warm bloods can be of use to our cause... but these warm bloods now owe us a favor! I was chosen to come with you because I know weapons and I know how to work with warm bloods! Now go back into the other room and stay quiet with Kreel... I am doing what is best for the clan so stay out of the way..
Thrash would pull his flail from his belt and stare down the lizardfolk, letting out a low hiss
Tiro subtly attracts Vhon's attention and indicates with eye movement and facial expressions that this second lizardfolk is probably not to be trusted.
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.
The other lizardman's frill also expands and flushes red before he retracts it. He looks directly at Thrash "Jy sal beter moet weet wat jy doen, Thrash. Anders sal dit soos braaksel in die tuimeldroër wees!" before retreating next door.
Then suddenly the whole room goes quiet and you can not hear a sound whether it is the water rushing past the bow, or the creak of timbers or the chink of the chains.
Spoiler - Thrash
You'd better know what you're doing Thrash. Otherwise it will be a complete mess.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
As there seems to have been a silence spell thrown, Tiro chooses this moment to turn and brace his feet against the hull and using his legs, pull against the chains with all his might to try to snap them free. Strength check: 15. If at first he fails, he will indicate for one of the free people to help and try again.
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.
Tiro fails on his first attempt
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"Ok, let's get moving, use the opportunity to get us all free and let's get ready to defend ourselves, who knows when they are going to come and check on us."
Vhon waits until he is freed, and when he is he prepares himself for combat, mentally preparing for battle.
"I can cast all day and it'll hit them harder than my crossbow used to but we need to get you all weapons, Lizard, do you have anything spare that Zin, Tiro and Gilly can use? Especially Zin, he's very handy with a blade in his hand."
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
Tiro tries to attract the attention of the the Lizardman or one of the freed people to help on the chains. When another comes to help, he will try again.
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.
Zin, seeing Tiro try and get free, goes to help him
Athletics 5
Chain must be wet, can't get a good grip.
Thrash would look to Zin and tiro before shaking his head. "So weak..." He would hiss in common before grabbing the chain and placing his foot against the wall in the same was as before. "you help "The lizardfolk would say as he begins ripping at the chain and biting the metal.
athletics 13
bite Attack: 22 Damage: 6
Gilly crosses to the door and looks out.