"Mmn... Well, it looks like Mr. Riverz has pretty much decided, so I don't see why not."Three said a touch reluctantly after watching the halfling post up. Yet as much as her words lacked their usual enthusiasm, once the hut was up and ready, even she couldn't help but sigh in relief in the far more temperature managed space. In fact, she'd all but started to take a nap, but forced herself to stay awake by asking of Shere, "You... you mentioned something about leaving Chult before, yea? Why was that again?
(OOC: Sorry for the lack of posts. The days have been a nightmare of trying to find the time while playing babysitter for the month. T_T)
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"Some of my people Senorita, like to Trravel, and enterrtain in trroupes. My troupe was called The Whisper's of Shadow. We traveled along the sword coast frrom Waterdeep, Balders Gate on up Luskan. But my ship was shipwrecked durring a storrm near the Mere of Dead Men.
The last I saw my troupe, they were on the ships life boat rrowing towards Waterdeep. I swam to the shorre and made my way to Watterrdeep by foot. I no find them therre only rumors of them heading back to chult.
I had no coin just what I had on my back so I entertained at the Yawning Porthole forr awhile. Then wandered for awhile to another city. It seemed really it was like I was called like a dream to it. Fell in with some adventurers that had dreams much like me. We were a pretty good team too. We convinced a tribe of goblins to leave this Citi dale under the ground without blood shed between them and a tribe of kobolds.
Then defeated an evil druid and his minions and a Gulthias Trree." He strokes his whiskers His tail twitches in memory of every crossbow bolt rapier blow, spell and crossbow bolt delt not long ago.
"I gathered enough coin to aforrd a voyage home and live comforrtbly. Forr, awhile. I heard of this grroup and felt the adventurring bug, again and herre I am. I hearrd my Troupe set back out to the sword coast when I got herre." He shrugs "I suppose we will meet again orr no."
Three listened with rapt attention, though towards the end canted her head in seeming confusion at something. She then looks to Rivon, and had he said nothing to assuage her concern, she'd soon dismiss them herself with a shrug and mumble something along the lines of "Probably a Planar thing",before digging out some left over rex to chew on for a time. "Could be! But we're pretty far from like the sword coast ain't we, so prolly not for a hot minute. Still-..."She said all that around a mouthful of food, before pausing to finally swallow it. "That's all pretty amazing! Like, I don't know what a Gultias Tree or anything is mind ya, but it sounds pretty powerful and evil. Tho'! It can't be as powerful or evil as that stupid oversized lake lizard me and Riverz fought a ways back."
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As you are enjoying your meal and discussing your previous journeys, you hear a noise outside of your little bubble. You hear the branches breaking in the bushes to the East. As you watch through the bubble, you see the bushes part and a small group of humans enters your little clearing, there appears to be a scout, a priest, a mage, and 3 tribal warriors. They seem to be looking around, as if they are lost. One of the warriors says to the scout, "I thought I smelled food over here, but yet again you keep getting us lost in this damned forest. We haven't eaten in two days now, except for a few berries and nuts!" One of the other warriors points out the little dome you guys are in and says, "What's that? Do you think there are others here? Do you think they have any food?" After being alerted to the presence of someone else being here, he then looks at the dome, and calls out, "Hello? Is there anyone in there?"
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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
"I can't leave this without it ending. Someone Should grreet them no? Give them the rrest of the giant lizarrd we have." Shere says surprised to see other people here.
"Mmnnn~ I guess so! Though, I prolly shouldn't go by myself. Most folk tend to get real antsy just seeing me. 'cause like, well..."Three gestures up and down her form. "But I'll do it! Toot? Fuji? You two wanna come with?"She asks, before then busying herself trying to sort out the dino rations from the rest for easy delivery. Once she's done and despite voicing concerns, the chimera takes one last deep breath to ease her nerves before stepping out of the dome with a smile, an arm full of covered up rations, and a greeting of, "Well hidey ho~"
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"I can't leave this without it ending. Someone Should grreet them no? Give them the rrest of the giant lizarrd we have." Shere says surprised to see other people here.
What condition are they in?
They seem to be tired, lost and hungry, probably thirsty as well. Some of the tribal warriors look like they might be up for a fight to get something to eat.
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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
Hearing the voices come from the dome, then seeing Three emerge with food the small group seems genuinely happy to finally have something to eat. They look over at the fire pit and one of them asks, "Do you mind if we start a fire here, and to heat up this food?" the priest of the group starts to say a prayer to his deity and thanks Three profusely for providing them with some food. None of the group even seems to have noticed Rivon slink out of the dome.
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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
Three shrugs and offhandedly gives them a gesture to go ahead to do so. And while awaiting further instructions or suggestions from others, she watched the them with her head canting occasionally like that of a bird, as well as an absent-minded smile playing at her lips. But then her expression turned towards the more thoughtful at the prayers.
Three shrugs and offhandedly gives them a gesture to go ahead to do so. And while awaiting further instructions or suggestions from others, she watched the them with her head canting occasionally like that of a bird, as well as an absent-minded smile playing at her lips. But then her expression turned towards the more thoughtful at the prayers.
The dome disappears as Shere walks out "Hola Seniors, my name is Shere of Solstice." He bows taking his hat off the placing it back.
"Might I inquirrerr why you arre, herre? Being lost in this, place could be a death nail, I would not wish on anyone." Shere says with a look of concern.
"Oh oh! I know that one! God of body guards 'n stuff, right?"Three said excitedly just before Shere walked out of the dome. Though the chimera appeared as if she wanted to ask more, she sucks in her lips and steps back a bit to give Shere more of the proverbial show floor. And while buzzing with excitement still, that soon gave way to genuine curiosity following Shere's question. "Shere does have a point. There was this one big lizard a way back that even managed to get through carapace quite a bit."
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The priest turns to look at Shere as the sphere drops and he announces his presence, "Oh, we were looking for for an exotic slime, one that is told to help reduce one's aging." Then looking at Three, "Yes, Helm is the god of protection, and many of his patrons are guards and soldiers. We have seen a couple of these large dinosaurs, but have managed to stay out of their way. We have not come face to face with one, as of yet."
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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 raises a furry eyebrow "Most, slime's I've hearrd of stop aging perrmanatly. With death. How do you expect to find this if yourre lost all the time? Wherre do you need to be?"
Three smiled brightly and took a deep breath as her chest fillwed with pride. "Still go it." She whispered and gave a few sagely nods. But in time she deflates once more and canted her head to the side. "Shere does have a point. Don't you guys, like, have a guide at least? There's a whole bunch of them back at Port, and all of'em were pretty eager to help fer a bit of coin and other stuff... unless it something that has to do with jade. Then you can practically hear their butt holes pucker up." She said with a giggle.
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Shere nods "Si, I will cast the hut again so we can cool off" He begins ritually casting tiny hut. and includes everyone in the group and guides.
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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
"Mmn... Well, it looks like Mr. Riverz has pretty much decided, so I don't see why not." Three said a touch reluctantly after watching the halfling post up. Yet as much as her words lacked their usual enthusiasm, once the hut was up and ready, even she couldn't help but sigh in relief in the far more temperature managed space. In fact, she'd all but started to take a nap, but forced herself to stay awake by asking of Shere, "You... you mentioned something about leaving Chult before, yea? Why was that again?
(OOC: Sorry for the lack of posts. The days have been a nightmare of trying to find the time while playing babysitter for the month. T_T)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Some of my people Senorita, like to Trravel, and enterrtain in trroupes. My troupe was called The Whisper's of Shadow. We traveled along the sword coast frrom Waterdeep, Balders Gate on up Luskan. But my ship was shipwrecked durring a storrm near the Mere of Dead Men.
The last I saw my troupe, they were on the ships life boat rrowing towards Waterdeep. I swam to the shorre and made my way to Watterrdeep by foot. I no find them therre only rumors of them heading back to chult.
I had no coin just what I had on my back so I entertained at the Yawning Porthole forr awhile. Then wandered for awhile to another city. It seemed really it was like I was called like a dream to it. Fell in with some adventurers that had dreams much like me. We were a pretty good team too. We convinced a tribe of goblins to leave this Citi dale under the ground without blood shed between them and a tribe of kobolds.
Then defeated an evil druid and his minions and a Gulthias Trree." He strokes his whiskers His tail twitches in memory of every crossbow bolt rapier blow, spell and crossbow bolt delt not long ago.
"I gathered enough coin to aforrd a voyage home and live comforrtbly. Forr, awhile. I heard of this grroup and felt the adventurring bug, again and herre I am. I hearrd my Troupe set back out to the sword coast when I got herre." He shrugs "I suppose we will meet again orr no."
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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
Three listened with rapt attention, though towards the end canted her head in seeming confusion at something. She then looks to Rivon, and had he said nothing to assuage her concern, she'd soon dismiss them herself with a shrug and mumble something along the lines of "Probably a Planar thing", before digging out some left over rex to chew on for a time. "Could be! But we're pretty far from like the sword coast ain't we, so prolly not for a hot minute. Still-..." She said all that around a mouthful of food, before pausing to finally swallow it. "That's all pretty amazing! Like, I don't know what a Gultias Tree or anything is mind ya, but it sounds pretty powerful and evil. Tho'! It can't be as powerful or evil as that stupid oversized lake lizard me and Riverz fought a ways back."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Legend has it, the trree was a vampirre, thrrice currsed" Shere states.
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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
As you are enjoying your meal and discussing your previous journeys, you hear a noise outside of your little bubble. You hear the branches breaking in the bushes to the East. As you watch through the bubble, you see the bushes part and a small group of humans enters your little clearing, there appears to be a scout, a priest, a mage, and 3 tribal warriors. They seem to be looking around, as if they are lost. One of the warriors says to the scout, "I thought I smelled food over here, but yet again you keep getting us lost in this damned forest. We haven't eaten in two days now, except for a few berries and nuts!" One of the other warriors points out the little dome you guys are in and says, "What's that? Do you think there are others here? Do you think they have any food?" After being alerted to the presence of someone else being here, he then looks at the dome, and calls out, "Hello? Is there anyone in there?"
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
"I can't leave this without it ending. Someone Should grreet them no? Give them the rrest of the giant lizarrd we have." Shere says surprised to see other people here.
What condition are they in?
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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
"Mmnnn~ I guess so! Though, I prolly shouldn't go by myself. Most folk tend to get real antsy just seeing me. 'cause like, well..." Three gestures up and down her form. "But I'll do it! Toot? Fuji? You two wanna come with?" She asks, before then busying herself trying to sort out the dino rations from the rest for easy delivery. Once she's done and despite voicing concerns, the chimera takes one last deep breath to ease her nerves before stepping out of the dome with a smile, an arm full of covered up rations, and a greeting of, "Well hidey ho~"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Hola!" Shere replies "We, do have meat to share from ourr rrecent kill. If you like thunderr lizarrd" Shere says from inside the hut.
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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
They seem to be tired, lost and hungry, probably thirsty as well. Some of the tribal warriors look like they might be up for a fight to get something to eat.
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 sneaks out the side of the dome and watches closely, arrow at the ready in case one of the 'guests' makes a hostile move.
(Readied Action: Bow attack)
Stealth (while moving silently): 26
Perception: 17
Hearing the voices come from the dome, then seeing Three emerge with food the small group seems genuinely happy to finally have something to eat. They look over at the fire pit and one of them asks, "Do you mind if we start a fire here, and to heat up this food?" the priest of the group starts to say a prayer to his deity and thanks Three profusely for providing them with some food. None of the group even seems to have noticed Rivon slink out of the dome.
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
Three shrugs and offhandedly gives them a gesture to go ahead to do so. And while awaiting further instructions or suggestions from others, she watched the them with her head canting occasionally like that of a bird, as well as an absent-minded smile playing at her lips. But then her expression turned towards the more thoughtful at the prayers.
-Does she know which deity they pray to?: 19.
Even if able to get an inkling on who they were praying to, she'd ask all them all the same, "Who ya praying to? Azuth maybe? Chauntae?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Before Shere decides or not, to dismiss the tiny hut by walking out of it he listens for the results of Three's inquiry.
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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 priest says to you, "We actually are praying to Helm."
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
The dome disappears as Shere walks out "Hola Seniors, my name is Shere of Solstice." He bows taking his hat off the placing it back.
"Might I inquirrerr why you arre, herre? Being lost in this, place could be a death nail, I would not wish on anyone." Shere says with a look of concern.
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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
"Oh oh! I know that one! God of body guards 'n stuff, right?" Three said excitedly just before Shere walked out of the dome. Though the chimera appeared as if she wanted to ask more, she sucks in her lips and steps back a bit to give Shere more of the proverbial show floor. And while buzzing with excitement still, that soon gave way to genuine curiosity following Shere's question. "Shere does have a point. There was this one big lizard a way back that even managed to get through carapace quite a bit."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
The priest turns to look at Shere as the sphere drops and he announces his presence, "Oh, we were looking for for an exotic slime, one that is told to help reduce one's aging." Then looking at Three, "Yes, Helm is the god of protection, and many of his patrons are guards and soldiers. We have seen a couple of these large dinosaurs, but have managed to stay out of their way. We have not come face to face with one, as of yet."
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 raises a furry eyebrow "Most, slime's I've hearrd of stop aging perrmanatly. With death. How do you expect to find this if yourre lost all the time? Wherre do you need to be?"
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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
Three smiled brightly and took a deep breath as her chest fillwed with pride. "Still go it." She whispered and gave a few sagely nods. But in time she deflates once more and canted her head to the side. "Shere does have a point. Don't you guys, like, have a guide at least? There's a whole bunch of them back at Port, and all of'em were pretty eager to help fer a bit of coin and other stuff... unless it something that has to do with jade. Then you can practically hear their butt holes pucker up." She said with a giggle.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.