Still half in a daze from his studies, Nobody absentmindedly scooped up his potion as Karasym, a black, bat-winged snake with piercing green eyes, watch with greater interest in the proceeding of things. "... Something to perhaps bring up with the townmaster, but not an immediate concern." The tiefling said, stirring fully to take everything in again. "Did I... Is everything settle then?"
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Gundren passes the Golden Tree Figurine over to Nobody and asks him to guard it for him please. Some of you spend some more time in the bar and share drinks and storries, while others retire for the night and a good book. Relgalyn tries to play some dissonant music but people don‘t get it and he is asked to stop relativly quickly. Sooner or later you all turn in for some well earned sleep.
Otrov, in the early morning hours as the first sunlight starts to fill your window, you wake up. You hear a door banging and footsteps quickly walking away.
You lean out of the window to look over the road leading north and the central intersection of the village, but you don‘t see any movement. You are sure though that someone just exited one of the rooms and left the building.
(Before turning in, could Nobody had at least tried to identify the statue?)
In response to Margret's Inquiry:
"Mn. Karasym. My first familiar before my fondness of Yanda got the better of me for a time." Nobody had admitted. Karasym, meanwhile, eyed Marco with a faint sense of equal hunger in his eyes. At least until some unspoken command from the tiefling had it slipping into the inner folds of the man's robe as he retired early. He had a book he was yet determined to finish, a stone to examine, and a long night ahead of him. Although he would find his rest thinking he forgot some precaution...
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
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Otrov runs frantically towards ( 2 ) The Stonehill’s room but upon pulling on the door realizes it's locked. Next one, then she whispers to herself. She goes on to another door and it opens up. She rushes in, hissing and bouncing around, blathering on about hearing footsteps and someone leaving the inn. She professes to not be drunk and asks Dain to come with her to each room to make sure everyone is okay.
Otrov runs to the next door and tries to open it, but it is locked. So instead she bangs on the door and shouts something about being sober. Otrov doesn‘t wait for a reply and runs past the bath into Dains room.
Otrov jumps on the bed and onto the diminutive dwarves wizard, her face only a couple finger widths from Dain’s. “Hey Dain, Dain! You up? Okay I heard a door closing and then someone really quickly running away. I didn’t see anything but it sounded reaaaaaaally weird. Wanna come check on everyone with me? Hey, is your room bigger than mine? I think we paid the same right? Huh, strange.” Otrov flips off the bed while talking, “So anyways let’s go have a look see whaddya say Wizeee? Come on!” And she’s off down the hall and she’ll try outside the inn next.
(If it were a mithril battleaxe, then Dain would definitely take it, but he cannot use a longsword.)
Margret looks at Zurzg our major damage dealer, questioningly
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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
Zurzg eyes the sword, taller than he was, before pulling a face, and returns to sharpening his weapons against each other.
She shrugs then sheaths the sword and looks for a place to tie it to her armor so she can draw it quickly
"I guess its me then, since no one objects."
"I wonder what will happen to Tresendar? Maybe it could be made into a Fort. A place of safety for the locals. It already has a Dungeon "
The last is said to Sildar
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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
Still half in a daze from his studies, Nobody absentmindedly scooped up his potion as Karasym, a black, bat-winged snake with piercing green eyes, watch with greater interest in the proceeding of things. "... Something to perhaps bring up with the townmaster, but not an immediate concern." The tiefling said, stirring fully to take everything in again. "Did I... Is everything settle then?"
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Lothia - [Goliath]Warlock - ??? (Stormwreck Isle)
The human woman, Margret looks nervously at the snake
"Um, uh I hope thats your familiar"
She absentmindedly fiddles with the long-sword while Marco the owl looks at it with the interest of a hunter
(LOL)
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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
Gundren passes the Golden Tree Figurine over to Nobody and asks him to guard it for him please. Some of you spend some more time in the bar and share drinks and storries, while others retire for the night and a good book. Relgalyn tries to play some dissonant music but people don‘t get it and he is asked to stop relativly quickly. Sooner or later you all turn in for some well earned sleep.
Otrov, in the early morning hours as the first sunlight starts to fill your window, you wake up. You hear a door banging and footsteps quickly walking away.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Otrov wakes with a start and grabs her Manticore Spike in one hand, dagger in the other. She quickly and quietly goes to take a look.
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
You hear steps from the base of the stairs going towards the back door. (5 your room has a window overlooking the west side of the building)
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]The halfling pads quickly over to the window, unlatching it if need be, to try to see anything suspicious.
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
You lean out of the window to look over the road leading north and the central intersection of the village, but you don‘t see any movement. You are sure though that someone just exited one of the rooms and left the building.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll](Before turning in, could Nobody had at least tried to identify the statue?)
In response to Margret's Inquiry:
"Mn. Karasym. My first familiar before my fondness of Yanda got the better of me for a time." Nobody had admitted. Karasym, meanwhile, eyed Marco with a faint sense of equal hunger in his eyes. At least until some unspoken command from the tiefling had it slipping into the inner folds of the man's robe as he retired early. He had a book he was yet determined to finish, a stone to examine, and a long night ahead of him. Although he would find his rest thinking he forgot some precaution...
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Drozo - [Hobgoblin]Cleric - Blood Domain (Call of the Netherdeep)
Lothia - [Goliath]Warlock - ??? (Stormwreck Isle)
Otrov runs over to the next room - whomever it is - tries to throw open the door and tell someone about what she saw.
[ lol. My wallets gone my wallets gone! ]
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Margret says to Nobody with a shrug
"Eh"
Then after eating retires and works on getting more familiar with the new weapon then sleep
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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 corners of the building are more or less faceing NS and EW. The stairs are in the EW corner. Going clockwise, you got :
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Otrov runs frantically towards ( 2 ) The Stonehill’s room but upon pulling on the door realizes it's locked. Next one, then she whispers to herself. She goes on to another door and it opens up. She rushes in, hissing and bouncing around, blathering on about hearing footsteps and someone leaving the inn. She professes to not be drunk and asks Dain to come with her to each room to make sure everyone is okay.
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
(Dain thats your room)
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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
(Looks like it was the Stonhill's, but ok...)
If they come into Dain's room he would get up and frown. "What's up?"
Otrov runs to the next door and tries to open it, but it is locked. So instead she bangs on the door and shouts something about being sober. Otrov doesn‘t wait for a reply and runs past the bath into Dains room.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Otrov jumps on the bed and onto the diminutive dwarves wizard, her face only a couple finger widths from Dain’s. “Hey Dain, Dain! You up? Okay I heard a door closing and then someone really quickly running away. I didn’t see anything but it sounded reaaaaaaally weird. Wanna come check on everyone with me? Hey, is your room bigger than mine? I think we paid the same right? Huh, strange.” Otrov flips off the bed while talking, “So anyways let’s go have a look see whaddya say Wizeee? Come on!” And she’s off down the hall and she’ll try outside the inn next.
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons