Three's enthusiastic nods come to an abrupt end at Thistle's questioning. "Uhhhh... yea? Don'cha remember back the one way? We met that other dwarf. Ya know, the one that told us we could go, but not the others? That guy! I think they still there too, but kinda lurking about like Mr. Riverz does sometimes." She explained. Then, as if something just clicked, the Manticore hybred turns back to the dwarfess with wide eyes. "There's a dragond own below! And a lake! What kinda dragon is it? Are they the mean kind or they okay kind or the goodie goodie kind? Also! What's your name again? My name is Three, by the way. Well, technically Thressa, but most just call me Three for short."
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Taman stands back in the hall, trying to understand what the ones in the closet are discussing, and with whom they are talking. He remains quiet for now, hoping someone will fill him in before much longer.
"Aye, there's a dragon... and a lake... and the dragon is not the nicest of beasts." She looks over at Thistle and says, "Yes, we. We will be watching."
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"Sooooo, noone is gonna be mad if we, uh... happen to visit this dragon, kill the dragon, and... eat it, right? Noice! Of course, we'll have to kill it first after somehow fishing it out the lake though. But like boss said, 'A thousand mile journey begins with taking Baby Steps." Three declared proudly. "But uh.. I guess if you guys don't got like any special weaponry or supplies we can trade you for, I guess we should get going?"She asked, looking to the others gathered about her.
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"I for one would love to see a dragon up close, I don't think it very wise but then again... Fortune favors the Bold!" Durlan nods enthusiastically towards three. "We'll need everything we've got it we're even to stand a chance of escaping should this dragon catch sight of us, we should finish scouting about then rest for the day and tackle trying something that foolish tomorrow if we're in agreement." Durlan then takes out a small notebook he carries and begins stopping and starting to write as if he's attempting to add all sorts of unnecessary flourishes to his stories as a bard is wont to do.
Durlan then turns to the Dwarven figure, and begins looking past her further in the room looking for any weapons nearby. "Would you happen to have any of those weapons you've fashioned about? Would you be willing to trade them for coin or something else perhaps? Maybe a tale or a favor?"
Perception : 6 to see if any weapons are lying about and if they show any magical auras from Durlan's Detect Magic that is presumably still running. Persuasion : 12
(I am still under the perception that Taman is standing out in the hall, as the closet is filled with his companions. He likely can hear what his companions are speaking about, but wouldn't be able to hear the gray dwarf. Or have we all moved into the chamber by now?)
(@DD: Three certainly hasn't moved from the closet, but depending on how far out into the hall Taman is standing, he should be able to clearly hear both sides of the conversation. Last I checked at least, it's not as if the dwarf has been whispering or rasping her words so quietly that only those in the chamber/closet can hear.)
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"Dragon..." Taman mutters, considering how much of a pain that is going to be, but knowing that they will be finding out sooner than later. "Definitely best have a good bit of time to rest up before taking that on." He puts in, hoping that the group won't just rush in and go straight for the dragon now.
Three states that she would like to find, kill, and eat the dragon (to which the Duergar raises an eyebrow) and imparts some words of wisdom. She then inquires about any weapons or supplies they can give them. Durlan says that he would like to get a view of the Dragon up close, and may not be the wisest decision, then states that they should continue searching around and rest for the day before going to see the dragon. Durlan then takes out his book and starts scribbling down some notes; after which he takes a look around for any magical auras in the room and inquires of the Duergar if they have any of the weapons that they have made for trade. Rivon's voice (coming from the shadows somewhere) squeaks out "See Dragon, kill Dragon". Taman mutters something about the Dragon, then agrees that the party should rest up prior to going to do battle with a Dragon. Thistle just inquires of the Duergar if she knows what color the Dragon is.
The Duergar looks at the group and says, "Aye, we do have some of the weapons that we've created. They are just about ready to be transported to our home, but alas they are nowhere near as good as Durgeddin's weapons. We wouldn't be able to trade or give any of these weapons to you as they are needed back home for the war. However, should you bring me the back the head of the Dragon, we can have a couple of special weapons ready for you when you get back." She looks over at Thistle and states, "To answer your question, the Dragon is dark in color, we don't know exactly what color the Dragon is as it's only been seen from the shadows, and those that have seen the Dragon have not lived to tell the tale."
As Durlan looks around, he doesn't notice any magical auras laying around the room, but the Duergar in front of them is glowing like a Christmas Tree.
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"Dark in color huh?" Taman says with a frown. "Either a blue, a Green, or a black then." He says with a sigh. "None of wich are good for us." He looks to any of his companions not in the closet. "Let's have that rest, then we can delve down and see what sort of dragonw e are dealing with."
"Ooooh~!"Three responded, eyes wide at the prospect of special weapons. Even the warning within explaining more about the dragon's other victims hardly sways her. Though with Taman's comments, she quickly becomes crestfallen. "What? Really?"She grouses, then groans. "I mean... I'm not even tired though. Like... I dunno what time it is, but it's still early, ya know? Can't we at least go back to the caves and, I dunno, explore a bit more? Just for today?"She pleads.
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Durlan looks to Three, "Oh I'm still more than capable at the moment, I just think it wise not to go into any sort of dealings with dragons at anything less than 100 percent." Durlan looks to the group hoping for agreement. "I think it wise to map out as much as we can here, then look to investigate the dragon after a nice rest. Also if we happen to find any of those dwarven weapons today they'd prove most useful if we do intend on fighting a dragon tomorrow."
Rivon thinks he could probably sell tickets to see a dark white dragon.
One of my favourite D&D stories is about the DM who warned his players that they would be fighting a "white" dragon that turned out to be a wight dragon.
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Thistle looks around "We?"
Three's enthusiastic nods come to an abrupt end at Thistle's questioning. "Uhhhh... yea? Don'cha remember back the one way? We met that other dwarf. Ya know, the one that told us we could go, but not the others? That guy! I think they still there too, but kinda lurking about like Mr. Riverz does sometimes." She explained. Then, as if something just clicked, the Manticore hybred turns back to the dwarfess with wide eyes. "There's a dragond own below! And a lake! What kinda dragon is it? Are they the mean kind or they okay kind or the goodie goodie kind? Also! What's your name again? My name is Three, by the way. Well, technically Thressa, but most just call me Three for short."
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Taman stands back in the hall, trying to understand what the ones in the closet are discussing, and with whom they are talking. He remains quiet for now, hoping someone will fill him in before much longer.
Rivon thinks that maybe Thistle focused on the wrong here. "Dragon" sounded far more important to him.
"Aye, there's a dragon... and a lake... and the dragon is not the nicest of beasts." She looks over at Thistle and says, "Yes, we. We will be watching."
Dungeon Master - Balar's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
"Sooooo, noone is gonna be mad if we, uh... happen to visit this dragon, kill the dragon, and... eat it, right? Noice! Of course, we'll have to kill it first after somehow fishing it out the lake though. But like boss said, 'A thousand mile journey begins with taking Baby Steps." Three declared proudly. "But uh.. I guess if you guys don't got like any special weaponry or supplies we can trade you for, I guess we should get going?" She asked, looking to the others gathered about her.
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"I for one would love to see a dragon up close, I don't think it very wise but then again... Fortune favors the Bold!" Durlan nods enthusiastically towards three. "We'll need everything we've got it we're even to stand a chance of escaping should this dragon catch sight of us, we should finish scouting about then rest for the day and tackle trying something that foolish tomorrow if we're in agreement." Durlan then takes out a small notebook he carries and begins stopping and starting to write as if he's attempting to add all sorts of unnecessary flourishes to his stories as a bard is wont to do.
Durlan then turns to the Dwarven figure, and begins looking past her further in the room looking for any weapons nearby. "Would you happen to have any of those weapons you've fashioned about? Would you be willing to trade them for coin or something else perhaps? Maybe a tale or a favor?"
Perception : 6 to see if any weapons are lying about and if they show any magical auras from Durlan's Detect Magic that is presumably still running.
Persuasion : 12
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Rivon goes over the strategy, "See dragon, kill dragon."
(I am still under the perception that Taman is standing out in the hall, as the closet is filled with his companions. He likely can hear what his companions are speaking about, but wouldn't be able to hear the gray dwarf. Or have we all moved into the chamber by now?)
(@DD: Three certainly hasn't moved from the closet, but depending on how far out into the hall Taman is standing, he should be able to clearly hear both sides of the conversation. Last I checked at least, it's not as if the dwarf has been whispering or rasping her words so quietly that only those in the chamber/closet can hear.)
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(Sounds good.)
"Dragon..." Taman mutters, considering how much of a pain that is going to be, but knowing that they will be finding out sooner than later. "Definitely best have a good bit of time to rest up before taking that on." He puts in, hoping that the group won't just rush in and go straight for the dragon now.
Thistle asks the nice lady "Do you know what colour it is?"
Three states that she would like to find, kill, and eat the dragon (to which the Duergar raises an eyebrow) and imparts some words of wisdom. She then inquires about any weapons or supplies they can give them. Durlan says that he would like to get a view of the Dragon up close, and may not be the wisest decision, then states that they should continue searching around and rest for the day before going to see the dragon. Durlan then takes out his book and starts scribbling down some notes; after which he takes a look around for any magical auras in the room and inquires of the Duergar if they have any of the weapons that they have made for trade. Rivon's voice (coming from the shadows somewhere) squeaks out "See Dragon, kill Dragon". Taman mutters something about the Dragon, then agrees that the party should rest up prior to going to do battle with a Dragon. Thistle just inquires of the Duergar if she knows what color the Dragon is.
The Duergar looks at the group and says, "Aye, we do have some of the weapons that we've created. They are just about ready to be transported to our home, but alas they are nowhere near as good as Durgeddin's weapons. We wouldn't be able to trade or give any of these weapons to you as they are needed back home for the war. However, should you bring me the back the head of the Dragon, we can have a couple of special weapons ready for you when you get back." She looks over at Thistle and states, "To answer your question, the Dragon is dark in color, we don't know exactly what color the Dragon is as it's only been seen from the shadows, and those that have seen the Dragon have not lived to tell the tale."
As Durlan looks around, he doesn't notice any magical auras laying around the room, but the Duergar in front of them is glowing like a Christmas Tree.
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
"Dark in color huh?" Taman says with a frown. "Either a blue, a Green, or a black then." He says with a sigh. "None of wich are good for us." He looks to any of his companions not in the closet. "Let's have that rest, then we can delve down and see what sort of dragonw e are dealing with."
Rivon secretly thinks that it could also be a dark yellow dragon.
"Ooooh~!" Three responded, eyes wide at the prospect of special weapons. Even the warning within explaining more about the dragon's other victims hardly sways her. Though with Taman's comments, she quickly becomes crestfallen. "What? Really?" She grouses, then groans. "I mean... I'm not even tired though. Like... I dunno what time it is, but it's still early, ya know? Can't we at least go back to the caves and, I dunno, explore a bit more? Just for today?" She pleads.
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Rivon thinks he could probably sell tickets to see a dark white dragon.
Durlan looks to Three, "Oh I'm still more than capable at the moment, I just think it wise not to go into any sort of dealings with dragons at anything less than 100 percent." Durlan looks to the group hoping for agreement. "I think it wise to map out as much as we can here, then look to investigate the dragon after a nice rest. Also if we happen to find any of those dwarven weapons today they'd prove most useful if we do intend on fighting a dragon tomorrow."
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Rivon nods in agreement to Durlan. Then starts dreaming of a dark mauve dragon.
One of my favourite D&D stories is about the DM who warned his players that they would be fighting a "white" dragon that turned out to be a wight dragon.