Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Misha warcries and sentinels against the Orog's attack at her friend Jeel, and follows up with another attack of her own. Warhammer Attack: 8 Damage: 6 Warhammer Attack: 18 Damage: 8
Jill grimaces as the javelin pierces her skin, but she shakes it off and feints at the Orog, providing an opening for Amelia. She quickly shoots a smile at the older woman.
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Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Misha winds up and swings! Come onnnnn BIG MONEY! Warhammer Attack: 6 Damage: 5
NOOOOO. I'm not gonna have it hit one of you guys, this prologue will be over before it began. Misha's wild swing crashed into the side of the caravan, sending splinters everywhere, and there was suddenly a new window in the wagon.
He hated everything about the forest. Every forest. Especially this forest. "Stupid forest," he spat, as he trudged along purposefully kicking up roots and uprooting small flora. "Why me even here? Don't want be here!" Nok Nok Ne'erdowell pouted and fussed as he stomped along, thinking nothing could be worse than walking through the Misty Forest...once again at the beck and call of her, the one who haunts his dreams. Nothing could be worse...well, that is until that blasted cold mist began creeping through the forest. "By Mephistopheles mangy, man parts! What else could go wrong?!?," the goblin cursed. That's when he heard the signs of fighting from ahead. Creeping carefully along, Nok Nok parts a few bushes, glimpsing the scene ahead: foul creatures attacking a group of adventurers. "Well, that sucks for them," he mutters, turning to go. "Me no want part of that."
"Help them...." the voice boomed in his head, inducing a searing migraine. "Cleanse the dark!"
"Me don't wanna! Just leave me be," Nok Nok protested, knowing full well the searing pain that would follow.
"Help them now!" it thundered.
"Fine!" he relented, "But what good Nok Nok going to be to you dead!"
Grumbling, Nok Nok rubs his free hand through his hair for a bit, coming out with a flea or 2. He raises his hand to his mouth, muttering under his breath and blows the fleas toward the Orog. "You's a pest, big un! So now Nok Nok going to bug you!"
The small, dirty goblin in mismatched clothes that appear to be scraps of garments and leather armor discarded by others then unslings a crossbow from his shoulder, readying it. The goblin has unkempt black hair and a big toothy grin. On his back, haphazardly crammed, is quite possibly the world's largest backpack.
A cloud of mites, fleas, gnats and other irritants swarm about the Orog. infestation
"How can such small creature carry such large backpack?"Misha ponders as she swings her hammer.
Warhammer Attack: 10 Damage: 6
SPLAT! The Orog's head cavity erupted in a big mess, and Misha wiped her Warhammer clear with love and affection.
"Hello, leetle green creature!"Misha said. "Thank you for your aseestance with making mites and flees. Gave Misha opportunity to crush big orc's head. Have a nice day!"
After more than a few days of travel, we found our caravan at the end of the Trade Way. Here marked the lands in which civilization had been washed away by the tide of lawless monsters—and nothing maked this threshold clearer than the Trade Way itself. After traveling about 350 miles of road over the course of a tenday and half, the well-trod dirt of the road dissolved into untamed wilderness. A sea of tall grass spread out before us, and looming over all of it was the silhouette of a once-mighty castle standing upon a hill. An aura of ancient danger surrounded the place.
Here, we were faced with a choice. Which way to go?
To the east are the ruins of Dragonspear Castle, a nasty shell of a fortress brimming with hobgoblins and other unpleasant creatures.
To the southeast are the open fields surrounding Dragonspear, a grim wasteland littered with the ancient remains of long-dead warriors, and populated by monstrous scavengers.
To the south are the foothills of the Trollclaws, a dangerous region of hills inhabited by monstrous trolls.
Amelia laughs when Misha asks how a small Goblin can carry such a large bag. "One day Misha, when you have kids, you'll always be wondering about how the little ones are capable of what they're doing. You still doing okay, Jill?"
"Yes, Mrs. Amelia."
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Nok Nok offers a toothy grin at the strange one who kerplunked the big creature's head, saying "You's welcome. Me help. Dat's me. Big help." As Misha turns to leave, the goblin rolls his eyes, "Stoopid destiny. Stoopid, stoopid, stoopid. Now me have to follow these people. Great. Follow where they go." He spits.
"Wherever they go..."
"Shush you," he mutters out loud, looking to the others when he realizes he did so to quickly offer another toothy grin. He adjusts his massive backpack which offers a series of audible clinks, clanks and jingle, jangles. "Me come with you. Nok Nok help."
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Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd) Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist) Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
"Kids?"Misha thinks for a moment, "Not sure I can..have kids, actually! But ok!"She smiles. Looking down at Nok Nok, she sizes up, or down, the goblin with an amused look on her face. "I am Misha!"she announced proudly."Ha! Thees world has such wonders, always amazed each time I come bek. Ok, you can come. And help, Knock Knock. Praise Bane, what do you carry een backpack, small continent of gnomes?"
"Corri, Jill wants to have a conversation with Misha, let's go practice our swordplay over there." "Why do I need to practice? You're the one that's missing all the time." "Excuse me, young lady?" She says, giving the young Tiefling the "mom" look. "I mean, right away Mama, practice makes perfect!" "That's right. We'll be over here when you two are ready." Amelia takes Corrin and goes until they're too far away for her to try and overhear what Jill is saying to Misha. And she gives the young girl a reprimanding every time she tries to peek at Jill having a conversation.
"So, now that we have some privacy, I would just like to ask how long you think it will be before you get called back to the war in Acheron. I don't mean this to be offensive, but I want to know how much time I have with you before you leave again."
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"Ees hard to say, comrade. But, I weel not return to Acheron until my meesion is complete."she explained, cleaning her hammer, smiling. "I was sent heer to thees world to, once again, serve The Lord General. Bane believes something is going to happen on Avernus, and eet weel begin, possibly, in Baldur's Gate. That ees why I am here. To eenvestigate."She pauses for a moment. "Many theengs hef happened since you and I were on Atlas. The war ees not going well bek home - the devils are becoming more vicious, more aggressive. I hef hed veesions of possible futures and none of them are good. One een particular ees..most troubling. However, my people are strong and tenacious. But I would be lying eef I was not worried. However, Misha hef job to do, and am glad you are here as comrade. I will earn honor, and glory fighting along side you, and Bane has blessed me weeth the pleasure of meeting new people - like, leetle green man here."
She gives Nok Nok an affectionate pat, as if you were a loyal animal.
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Inspired by Jill completely obliterating that trog, Corrin tries to do the same!
Attack: 7 Damage: 11
Forgot sneak but that doesn’t matter!
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Amelia19, Orog16, Jeel15, Corrin5, Trog2(13), MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Yikes. LOL.
Amelia19, Orog16, Jeel15, Corrin5, Trog2(13), MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Trog2 attacks Misha:
Bite Attack: 23 Damage: 4
and Jill:
Claw Attack: 11 Damage: 4
and Amelia:
Claw Attack: 18 Damage: 4
As the Trog bites into Misha's neck, she barks in pain and sentinels against Amelia's hit!
Warhammer Attack: 10 Damage: 6
Amelia19, Orog16, Jeel15, Corrin5, Trog2(13), MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Misha swings at Trog2!
Warhammer Attack: 13 Damage: 11
Amelia19, Orog16(45), Jeel15, Corrin5, Trog2(2), MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Amelia sentinels the attack on Jill!
Attack: 10 Damage: 9
And gets frustrated at missing another god damn time and lashes at the trog again!
Attack: 22 Damage: 11
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Amelia19, Orog16(45), Jeel15, Corrin5, Trog2(2), MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
The second one hits! Nice.
Amelia19, Orog16(45), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
The Orog stabs his javelin into Jeel! Ermagerd!
Javelin Attack: 12 Damage: 9
Amelia19, Orog16(45), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Misha warcries and sentinels against the Orog's attack at her friend Jeel, and follows up with another attack of her own.
Warhammer Attack: 8 Damage: 6
Warhammer Attack: 18 Damage: 8
Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Jill grimaces as the javelin pierces her skin, but she shakes it off and feints at the Orog, providing an opening for Amelia. She quickly shoots a smile at the older woman.
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Sentinels unite!
Attack: 18 Damage: 9
Amelia returns Jill’s smile with one of her own and readies an attack (when it’s her turn)! Corrin pouts at her last missed hit and tries again!
Attack: 7 Damage: 8
Snacks if applicable: 4
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Jeel helps Corrin miss. LOL.
Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Misha winds up and swings! Come onnnnn BIG MONEY!
Warhammer Attack: 6 Damage: 5
NOOOOO. I'm not gonna have it hit one of you guys, this prologue will be over before it began. Misha's wild swing crashed into the side of the caravan, sending splinters everywhere, and there was suddenly a new window in the wagon.
Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
He hated everything about the forest. Every forest. Especially this forest. "Stupid forest," he spat, as he trudged along purposefully kicking up roots and uprooting small flora. "Why me even here? Don't want be here!" Nok Nok Ne'erdowell pouted and fussed as he stomped along, thinking nothing could be worse than walking through the Misty Forest...once again at the beck and call of her, the one who haunts his dreams. Nothing could be worse...well, that is until that blasted cold mist began creeping through the forest. "By Mephistopheles mangy, man parts! What else could go wrong?!?," the goblin cursed. That's when he heard the signs of fighting from ahead. Creeping carefully along, Nok Nok parts a few bushes, glimpsing the scene ahead: foul creatures attacking a group of adventurers. "Well, that sucks for them," he mutters, turning to go. "Me no want part of that."
"Help them...." the voice boomed in his head, inducing a searing migraine. "Cleanse the dark!"
"Me don't wanna! Just leave me be," Nok Nok protested, knowing full well the searing pain that would follow.
"Help them now!" it thundered.
"Fine!" he relented, "But what good Nok Nok going to be to you dead!"
Reluctant, but ready: 10
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
"What the-!" Misha said, eyeing a newcomer. "What ees thees!"
A goblin joins the fray!! Oh no wait, that's just Nope. It's Nope!!
"You okay, Jill?"
"Yes, Madame Amelia. Thank you for looking out."
"Please, stop calling me Madame. You make it sound like I'm the Queen."
"I think you're a queen, Mama!"
"No no, madame means something different in Cormyrish..."
Momelia attacks with Jill's help!
Attack: 14 Damage: 7
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Amelia19, Orog16(41), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Haha, a hit!
Amelia19, Orog16(34), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
The Orog swings at Misha!
Javelin Attack: 15 Damage: 9
Amelia19, Orog16(34), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Jill decides that her lecture on the Cormyrish language can wait and decides to take a swing at the Orog.
Attack: 9 Damage: 8
And so does Corrin!
"Nice hit mama! Now watch me get him!"
Attack: 9 Damage: 7
Snickerdoodles: 1
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Grumbling, Nok Nok rubs his free hand through his hair for a bit, coming out with a flea or 2. He raises his hand to his mouth, muttering under his breath and blows the fleas toward the Orog. "You's a pest, big un! So now Nok Nok going to bug you!"
The small, dirty goblin in mismatched clothes that appear to be scraps of garments and leather armor discarded by others then unslings a crossbow from his shoulder, readying it. The goblin has unkempt black hair and a big toothy grin. On his back, haphazardly crammed, is quite possibly the world's largest backpack.
A cloud of mites, fleas, gnats and other irritants swarm about the Orog. infestation
DC12 CON Save.
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Amelia19, Orog16(34), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Oohh, wicked hits!
Amelia19, Orog16(11), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
Here's the save: 13 2 damage.
Amelia19, Orog16(11), Jeel15, NokNok10, Corrin5, MishaSharkDoDoDoDoDoDoDo2
"How can such small creature carry such large backpack?" Misha ponders as she swings her hammer.
Warhammer Attack: 10 Damage: 6
SPLAT! The Orog's head cavity erupted in a big mess, and Misha wiped her Warhammer clear with love and affection.
"Hello, leetle green creature!" Misha said. "Thank you for your aseestance with making mites and flees. Gave Misha opportunity to crush big orc's head. Have a nice day!"
EPISODE FIVE - DETOUR PAST DRAGONSPEAR
After more than a few days of travel, we found our caravan at the end of the Trade Way. Here marked the lands in which civilization had been washed away by the tide of lawless monsters—and nothing maked this threshold clearer than the Trade Way itself. After traveling about 350 miles of road over the course of a tenday and half, the well-trod dirt of the road dissolved into untamed wilderness. A sea of tall grass spread out before us, and looming over all of it was the silhouette of a once-mighty castle standing upon a hill. An aura of ancient danger surrounded the place.
Here, we were faced with a choice. Which way to go?
To the east are the ruins of Dragonspear Castle, a nasty shell of a fortress brimming with hobgoblins and other unpleasant creatures.
To the southeast are the open fields surrounding Dragonspear, a grim wasteland littered with the ancient remains of long-dead warriors, and populated by monstrous scavengers.
To the south are the foothills of the Trollclaws, a dangerous region of hills inhabited by monstrous trolls.
Amelia laughs when Misha asks how a small Goblin can carry such a large bag. "One day Misha, when you have kids, you'll always be wondering about how the little ones are capable of what they're doing. You still doing okay, Jill?"
"Yes, Mrs. Amelia."
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Nok Nok offers a toothy grin at the strange one who kerplunked the big creature's head, saying "You's welcome. Me help. Dat's me. Big help." As Misha turns to leave, the goblin rolls his eyes, "Stoopid destiny. Stoopid, stoopid, stoopid. Now me have to follow these people. Great. Follow where they go." He spits.
"Wherever they go..."
"Shush you," he mutters out loud, looking to the others when he realizes he did so to quickly offer another toothy grin. He adjusts his massive backpack which offers a series of audible clinks, clanks and jingle, jangles. "Me come with you. Nok Nok help."
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
"Kids?" Misha thinks for a moment, "Not sure I can..have kids, actually! But ok!" She smiles. Looking down at Nok Nok, she sizes up, or down, the goblin with an amused look on her face. "I am Misha!" she announced proudly. "Ha! Thees world has such wonders, always amazed each time I come bek. Ok, you can come. And help, Knock Knock. Praise Bane, what do you carry een backpack, small continent of gnomes?"
"Corri, Jill wants to have a conversation with Misha, let's go practice our swordplay over there." "Why do I need to practice? You're the one that's missing all the time." "Excuse me, young lady?" She says, giving the young Tiefling the "mom" look. "I mean, right away Mama, practice makes perfect!" "That's right. We'll be over here when you two are ready." Amelia takes Corrin and goes until they're too far away for her to try and overhear what Jill is saying to Misha. And she gives the young girl a reprimanding every time she tries to peek at Jill having a conversation.
"So, now that we have some privacy, I would just like to ask how long you think it will be before you get called back to the war in Acheron. I don't mean this to be offensive, but I want to know how much time I have with you before you leave again."
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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"Ees hard to say, comrade. But, I weel not return to Acheron until my meesion is complete." she explained, cleaning her hammer, smiling. "I was sent heer to thees world to, once again, serve The Lord General. Bane believes something is going to happen on Avernus, and eet weel begin, possibly, in Baldur's Gate. That ees why I am here. To eenvestigate." She pauses for a moment. "Many theengs hef happened since you and I were on Atlas. The war ees not going well bek home - the devils are becoming more vicious, more aggressive. I hef hed veesions of possible futures and none of them are good. One een particular ees..most troubling. However, my people are strong and tenacious. But I would be lying eef I was not worried. However, Misha hef job to do, and am glad you are here as comrade. I will earn honor, and glory fighting along side you, and Bane has blessed me weeth the pleasure of meeting new people - like, leetle green man here."
She gives Nok Nok an affectionate pat, as if you were a loyal animal.
Pick a way to go, when ready, from the choices above.