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"Wait-"Three pause mid one of the many swings already made to open up the T-rex(with Shere's assistance). "Goblins? Really? Huh! Those green little buggers really do crop up everywhere, huh? Like elves! And humans too, or Boss man told me once!" She gives a little giggle. "Alrighty then Mr. Shere! Let's double time it a bit! Then maybe we can find a river to wash all this blood off after." With that, the Chimera returned to her work, and if unable to find much of anything of value or interest in the guts, her attention then turns towards cover up portions of dino meat that might serve as rations for later for everyone!
... After some makeshift treating to make it safe for consumption for her more delicate body compatriots.
-Survival: 18. (if needed or warranted for finding anything of interest/value within T-rex Gut)
Once all is said and done, Three at least is eager to move on, though would ponder aloud if any thought the goblins might know where what they seek actually lay within Chult.
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Three and Shere gut the T-Rex trying to find anything useful in its guts and/or meat for rations for the group. Three doesn't find anything useful in the guts. Shere on the other hand is able to find 4 sun (pp), 17 dragons (gp), and 19 nib (cp). Together, Three and Shere are able to harvest 15 pieces of meat that can be used for rations (with proper treatment).
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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
Shere looks around at the group while nibbling on his claws to clean them. "Anyone brring salt to prreserve? Or maybe a spell like gentle, rrepose?" the last part of his statement ends with a enquiring look a Toot Toot.
He also holds his hand up showing the still bloody coins he found "Do we have a coin keeper for our group loot?"
"E'yup! Don't honestly, if they're as sneaky as Mr. Riverz, they probably could."Three added honestly as she held out a hand to take up the coin all the same. "BUT if I found out and found the thief, I'm taking a leg!"Three assured the group. "'cause Big Sis once said that's the best way to teach someone not to run away from their problems, and I... Agree!" She said gleefully. If/When the coin is passed on, she takes a couple minutes to lick'em clean before adding them to her backpack. "Oh! And I didn't bring any salt, but maybe it'll keep till tonight? And then the rest we can just throw to other dinos we meet and that look peckish!"
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Toot Toot looks up as he contemplates, "gentle repose, gentle repose, geeeeenntlllleee reeeeepooooosssee... Oh! I know that!"Toot says loudly. "but..... I don't remember how to do it" he says as he looks down. "maybe if sleep on it i can remember"
"Very well, lets hope the meat keeps then. We've got to move on to another camp site I'll rritual cast tiny-hut so we can take a rrest. Or we could set up herre and watch the fun frrom safely within." Shere smiles toothily
The group decides to continue forth away from the scavenger magnet (a.k.a. dead T-Rex) and find another place to camp. Along the way you hear the sounds of forest creatures going about their business, birds chirping, small animals rustling among the brush, squirrels jumping from branch to branch as an acorn falls onto Rivon's head. a few moments later, another acorn lands on Three's head, then another on Fujin's head. As you look up into the trees, you notice that the squirrels seem to be holding acorns and small stones, and are throwing them at you as you walk through their forest.
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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
Shere notes the animals "They seem to be territorial and no like us." he thinks upon this "They'rre smarrter than the averrage squirrel. Maybe fey?" His gaze addresses Toot toot. "Do you speak the lingo?"his tail snakes in amusement.
Three for the most part had a fairly thick head. So it's more as an afterthought in seeing the acorn fall past that leads to her looking up in confusion. "Well~ I think I can fit in one or two more without spoiling dinner."She states as she eyed the squirrel's hungrily. "But if they really are Toots friends, then I guess I can let it slide this time. So what it'll be tooty? Friends or Foes!"
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"Aie, I's hopin' better it be foes"Fujin exclaims annoyed, rubbing his head where the squirrel dropped its acorn. "I ain't gonna be holdin' any amount of patience for that bullshiet! Plus, I've never been havin' squirrel before, might be a good appetizer fer' supper, eh?" Fujin glares up into the canopy of the jungle menacingly as he cracks his neck and knuckles.
Intimidation (Str):18
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Shere shrugs as he strums his lute "This is their territory. You guys should be more, diplomatic." while casting his spell he tries to calm the beasts with a melody 26 performance
Shere attempts to understand what the squirrels are making noise about, but is not able to understand the chittering and squeaks, as Three mentions for Toot Toot if he can understand them and to see if they are friend or foe. Fujin gets upset about the squirrels throwing acorns and stones at them and mentions something about having squirrel for a pre-dinner snack.
Shere strums his lute to try and calm the squirrels, but alas, it must have gotten damaged in the fighting as the strings are way out of tune. Toot Toot flies up to one of the squirrels and asks what its name is. The squirrel responds with "Squeak!".
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"Wait-" Three pause mid one of the many swings already made to open up the T-rex(with Shere's assistance). "Goblins? Really? Huh! Those green little buggers really do crop up everywhere, huh? Like elves! And humans too, or Boss man told me once!" She gives a little giggle. "Alrighty then Mr. Shere! Let's double time it a bit! Then maybe we can find a river to wash all this blood off after." With that, the Chimera returned to her work, and if unable to find much of anything of value or interest in the guts, her attention then turns towards cover up portions of dino meat that might serve as rations for later for everyone!
... After some makeshift treating to make it safe for consumption for her more delicate body compatriots.
-Survival: 18. (if needed or warranted for finding anything of interest/value within T-rex Gut)
Once all is said and done, Three at least is eager to move on, though would ponder aloud if any thought the goblins might know where what they seek actually lay within Chult.
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Shere chuckles
"Goblins would of been morre fun. I could of just walked up to them, flicked theirr nose, then walked away, with my spell."
20 Survival on the gutting to try and find something.
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The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Three and Shere gut the T-Rex trying to find anything useful in its guts and/or meat for rations for the group. Three doesn't find anything useful in the guts. Shere on the other hand is able to find 4 sun (pp), 17 dragons (gp), and 19 nib (cp). Together, Three and Shere are able to harvest 15 pieces of meat that can be used for rations (with proper treatment).
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
Shere looks around at the group while nibbling on his claws to clean them. "Anyone brring salt to prreserve? Or maybe a spell like gentle, rrepose?" the last part of his statement ends with a enquiring look a Toot Toot.
He also holds his hand up showing the still bloody coins he found "Do we have a coin keeper for our group loot?"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Rivon points toward Three. "Nobody yet has had the audacity to rob her."
"E'yup! Don't honestly, if they're as sneaky as Mr. Riverz, they probably could." Three added honestly as she held out a hand to take up the coin all the same. "BUT if I found out and found the thief, I'm taking a leg!" Three assured the group. "'cause Big Sis once said that's the best way to teach someone not to run away from their problems, and I... Agree!" She said gleefully. If/When the coin is passed on, she takes a couple minutes to lick'em clean before adding them to her backpack. "Oh! And I didn't bring any salt, but maybe it'll keep till tonight? And then the rest we can just throw to other dinos we meet and that look peckish!"
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Shere plops the coin in Threes hand "We should get away frrom herre. Frresh blood as sea men say, attrracts sharrks."
his gaze falls on River and Wine.
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Toot Toot looks up as he contemplates, "gentle repose, gentle repose, geeeeenntlllleee reeeeepooooosssee... Oh! I know that!" Toot says loudly. "but..... I don't remember how to do it" he says as he looks down. "maybe if sleep on it i can remember"
"Very well, lets hope the meat keeps then. We've got to move on to another camp site I'll rritual cast tiny-hut so we can take a rrest. Or we could set up herre and watch the fun frrom safely within." Shere smiles toothily
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
The group decides to continue forth away from the scavenger magnet (a.k.a. dead T-Rex) and find another place to camp. Along the way you hear the sounds of forest creatures going about their business, birds chirping, small animals rustling among the brush, squirrels jumping from branch to branch as an acorn falls onto Rivon's head. a few moments later, another acorn lands on Three's head, then another on Fujin's head. As you look up into the trees, you notice that the squirrels seem to be holding acorns and small stones, and are throwing them at you as you walk through their forest.
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
Rivon fears no squirrel!
Wearing a diving helmet probably has something to do with that.
Shere notes the animals "They seem to be territorial and no like us." he thinks upon this "They'rre smarrter than the averrage squirrel. Maybe fey?" His gaze addresses Toot toot. "Do you speak the lingo?" his tail snakes in amusement.
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Shere as they walk, ritual casts comprehend languages to see if he can understand anything considered a Language spoken.
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The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Three for the most part had a fairly thick head. So it's more as an afterthought in seeing the acorn fall past that leads to her looking up in confusion. "Well~ I think I can fit in one or two more without spoiling dinner." She states as she eyed the squirrel's hungrily. "But if they really are Toots friends, then I guess I can let it slide this time. So what it'll be tooty? Friends or Foes!"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Aie, I's hopin' better it be foes" Fujin exclaims annoyed, rubbing his head where the squirrel dropped its acorn. "I ain't gonna be holdin' any amount of patience for that bullshiet! Plus, I've never been havin' squirrel before, might be a good appetizer fer' supper, eh?" Fujin glares up into the canopy of the jungle menacingly as he cracks his neck and knuckles.
Intimidation (Str): 18
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Shere shrugs as he strums his lute "This is their territory. You guys should be more, diplomatic." while casting his spell he tries to calm the beasts with a melody 26 performance
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
(ffing figures)
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Rivon doesn't believe for a second that Fujin has never eaten squirrel before.
Toot Toot flys up to the squirrels in a very pleasant manner "Hello there, I'm toot toot, what is your name?"
Shere attempts to understand what the squirrels are making noise about, but is not able to understand the chittering and squeaks, as Three mentions for Toot Toot if he can understand them and to see if they are friend or foe. Fujin gets upset about the squirrels throwing acorns and stones at them and mentions something about having squirrel for a pre-dinner snack.
Shere strums his lute to try and calm the squirrels, but alas, it must have gotten damaged in the fighting as the strings are way out of tune. Toot Toot flies up to one of the squirrels and asks what its name is. The squirrel responds with "Squeak!".
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