After finishing his meal Scar leaves the cafeteria and he hears some screaming comming from there, but dismisses it as it just being some random crazy dude. Eventually he bumps into cefrey and denyver. He's able to notice they are talking about something but is unsure of what it is so he asks quietly:
- Whatch'ya talkin' bout mates, what have we got on our plates? Is the plan moving along, everything alright? I sure hope it's going well, i would prefer if we do not have to fight our way out.
Caz - Seeing Scar come up and ask his question looks at him as Cefrey would any other other person that brings up fighting she smiles and says, "Really? Cause it looks to me like you enjoy fighting.", (indicating with her fingers the numerous scars). Letting her hand drop she says, "I saw you and Ranaldin talking...it's good to see that you were able to keep him calm. Otherwise he might have done something stupid before we needed."
Scar lets out a small laugh and gently puts his hands on cefreys shoulders.
- Haha, you see, these scars are proof of my power. (he says while flexing his arms, showing all the deep scars he has)They are not from fighting people, but from fighting the demon.(Scar stops a bit and looks all arround him) The beast must win, i must not cower.(he sighs) The thrill of the hunt rushes through me, but it is only for the demon that i see.
And yes, that fool someday is gonna get us killed, he's reckless, but we need all the help we can get to get out of this mess, so i tried to relieve him from his stress.
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Krov - Black Dragonborn Barbarian - lvl 2 - dragon of icespire peak, from the north
Caz - Glancing at Scars hands sitting atop of the shoulders of Cefrey smiles a toothy grin and says, "Oh! You have a demon do you?, " She will look Scar directly in the eye and her eyes will go from green, to blue, to black, back to green and then she will say, "You're not the only one who has demons. Now...if you wouldn't mind taking your hands off of me because while some of the guards either don't care about what we do or can easily be taken care it too would be stupid to be caught so early."
Absent-mindedly Kaw starts to draw pictures in the spilt slop - he needed to keep in better control of his outbursts, they were always getting him in trouble.
Sighing he looked down at the picture he'd been drawing - some flying creature wielding a gigantic sword. At least that was what Kaw saw... to most it could equally have looked like an elderly man with a large walking stick.
Slowly getting to his feet Kaw was minded to try and find out what the other prisoners were up to... especially the large one. People were always plotting, always plotting to hurt poor Kaw... Kaw would show them... he could plot too.
Scar gently takes his hands of Cefrey, intrigued by her eyes, he stares right back at her.
- Fancy eyes ya got, but i wish you no harm unless you give me a reason to not stay calm. Scar grins a bit.You've got my support and my curiosity is growing, but i will ask no further questions bout those beautiful eyes of yours. After all, as i once read:
"We all got our secrets,
be they good or bad,
keep it inside or spill it out it's your choice,
just make sure you don't go mad."
Scar grins once more, not taking his eyes away from Cefreys eyes, and quietly says: If you need something from me, just call. Keep me updated on the plan so we can all move along. If the need to fight does come, then i will fight for my goals. And if someday, you have the time, i would love to know more bout those amazing eyes of yours. Scar breaks eye to eye contact and winks, walking back to the cafeteria with a big smile, for he was too stubborn and curious to not know what all that screaming was about.
Slowly stepping into the cafeteria is a tall and sickly looking man, with hair of long length sticking to the body, unkept for the whole time in the prison. Their dark shades dangle in front of a smooth face with a clear and small smirk on it. Eyes sunken deep into the face, with heavy lids and bright green eyes, sharp in colour, almost painful to look at. He slowly yawns, approaching the halfling with a sense of routine, not acknowledging the food at all. “This place is as terrible as always. The food is filthy again I suppose? How goes your thinking?”, he gives a sorrowful look, gazing at all present.
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Denyver says "Yep, still not out yet :/, honestly I'm not surprised no one has broken out yet, the security is insane, and the guards are Aasimar for Gargauth sake! I'm not yet sure about how to escape, but I've found some random items which may be able to be used for spells, though I've made sure to hide them in a safe place." though when Denyver accidentally raised his voice when he was talking about the Aasimar, which the Human, Kronven, decides to speak up. "Oh? We're talking are we? Talking about how to ESCAPE? Thinking about how to GET OUT? He then calls to the Aasimar standing guard "Hey you! These guys are trying to talk about how to escape! And talking about SPELLS!" 10 (Persuasion check, you can also make a deception check if you want)
Kronven then also shouts "Hey! ya Bloody Bird! What are you doing with that damn food!?"
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“I am so sorry, this creature is too dense to understand what differs one conversation from another. We were just making some small talk”, he puts a hand on his forehead, as if he is tired of this half-orc’s actions. Deception: 6
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Gurok: As is his custom, Gurok Son of Throk is last to enter the feast hall, secure in the knowledge that no one lurks behind him. Standing nearly 8ft tall, the Bugbear stoops down low as he enters the doorway, his pointed ears pinned back as his bulk barely manages to squeeze through the entrance to the cafeteria. His body covered in thick tufts of fur, he wears nothing more than simple pants. Where there is not fur, scars from many past battles are visible across the Bugbear's body.
The beast grunts in annoyance as he enters and straightens his back, glad to be able to finally stretch his long limbs. Clenching his fists tightly, he slowly moves to collect his meal, wary of any potential challengers - especially the Half-Orc and Beasthide. Moving with surprising grace for a creature his size, he is near silent as he takes his usual place in the corner. Keeping to himself as always, Gurok watches patiently for any chance to escape, while keeping an eye out for danger.
Perception: 11
(OOC: Sorry for the late start. Friday afternoon was about the worst possible time to start a game for me. lol)
Prior to Kronven's words Kaw had been in the process of getting up from his seat to snoop on some of his fellow prisoners. Upon hearing Kronven speak Kaw's head whips around and his eye's focus on the human.
Who was this human? Who was he calling a Bloody Bird? Could it be? But how could he? There were guards all around and Kaw did not have any of his usual tools on him. No, Kaw would have to bide his time with this one... be careful. Not make a mess.
Maintaining his stare on Kronven, Kaw shouts once more in a gruff / harsh voice, "DAMN featherbrain! Always screwing things up!"
For a LotR reference, as you have a quote from J.R.R, you can count the exact number of prisoners and guards in a radius of 5 metres! (It's a legolas reference), you can see a Human shouting at an Aasimar guard about escaping, The Chef is quietly preparing food for tomorrow, a Halfling, Human, and some kind of large, boarlike man that kinda looks like you are talking, and you can see the occasional Aasimar and other prisoners walking throughout the hallway outside
(Kaw) "Wow, aggressive aren't you? And I've heard of you damn crows, stealing voices and peoples lives alike. Not a nice sight to behold are you?"
Kaw draws himself up as best as he can, his eyes lighting up at Kronven's words.
"Not a nice sight?" Kaw perfectly mimics Kronven's voice before leting out a strange guttural sound, which could be a laugh.
Kaw's eyes start darting back and forth frantically as he drops back into his stoop. He makes a gagging like sound, almost retching, before bursting out in a cacophony of different voices and screams, "Ahhhh!...Aiii!... No Gods no!.. Argggh! Please, leave him be!... Caw! Caw! Caw! Pretty Bird!" [Kaw ends with a child-like giggling]
The last was a voice of child - a boy. Kaw always returned to that voice, that's where it had started.
Steadying himself and once more staring daggers at Kronven, he repeats the comment, "Not... Not a nice sight... Not a nice sight to behold."
"Well then, that must be why you're here, you're on of those takers of voices and lives, murderer I'm guessing?" As he finishes talking the Aasimar shouts "Everyone back to your cells!"
As Severiss walks towards his cell with reluctance in his steps, he looks over to the others once more, and sighs, “You’ve got to work with tools you have. Bunch of maniacs.”, he quietly mutters to himslef, thinking over the best puppet to attach his string to.
(ooc: k ok ok ok so much i had to catch up on but ill try my best to fill in the gap where i was asleep. just to remember after the talk with cefrey i went back to the cafeteria to see what the screaming was about, so i guess i find kaw, so im just gonna fill in the little gap you dont have to awnser. its gonna be me talking after this happens.)
Kaw draws himself up as best as he can, his eyes lighting up at Kronven's words.
"Not a nice sight?" Kaw perfectly mimics Kronven's voice before leting out a strange guttural sound, which could be a laugh.
Kaw's eyes start darting back and forth frantically as he drops back into his stoop. He makes a gagging like sound, almost retching, before bursting out in a cacophony of different voices and screams, "Ahhhh!...Aiii!... No Gods no!.. Argggh! Please, leave him be!... Caw! Caw! Caw! Pretty Bird!" [Kaw ends with a child-like giggling]
The last was a voice of child - a boy. Kaw always returned to that voice, that's where it had started.
Steadying himself and once more staring daggers at Kronven, he repeats the comment, "Not... Not a nice sight... Not a nice sight to behold."
Scar hears more screaming and voices as he enters the cafeteria and turns his head and sees the little feathered guy, Kaw was it? Scar suspects that he's not the most sane of people but he still likes the little bird.
- Don't say that little guy, we all did terrible things thats why we are here, we could have been nice, but we just had to try the evil side. Scar winks at Kaw and pats him in the head, to which the guard talks and says to go back to our cells. Scar notices the mess on the little bird's spot. Scar pats the back of the bird and with a smile says: Come on Kaw, seems like you've had one of those days huh? Let's go back to our cells little bird, try to relax a bit and i'm sure you'll be in better shape. Don't hesitate to call me if you need help lil guy.
We go back to our cells.
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"Yep, the one who calls himself Ragnarok seems interested"
After finishing his meal Scar leaves the cafeteria and he hears some screaming comming from there, but dismisses it as it just being some random crazy dude. Eventually he bumps into cefrey and denyver. He's able to notice they are talking about something but is unsure of what it is so he asks quietly:
- Whatch'ya talkin' bout mates, what have we got on our plates? Is the plan moving along, everything alright? I sure hope it's going well, i would prefer if we do not have to fight our way out.
Always looking for new pbp campaigns. Msg me if u need a player.
Chars and campaigns:
Krov - Black Dragonborn Barbarian - lvl 2 - dragon of icespire peak, from the north
Caz - Seeing Scar come up and ask his question looks at him as Cefrey would any other other person that brings up fighting she smiles and says, "Really? Cause it looks to me like you enjoy fighting.", (indicating with her fingers the numerous scars). Letting her hand drop she says, "I saw you and Ranaldin talking...it's good to see that you were able to keep him calm. Otherwise he might have done something stupid before we needed."
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Scar lets out a small laugh and gently puts his hands on cefreys shoulders.
- Haha, you see, these scars are proof of my power. (he says while flexing his arms, showing all the deep scars he has)They are not from fighting people, but from fighting the demon.(Scar stops a bit and looks all arround him) The beast must win, i must not cower.(he sighs) The thrill of the hunt rushes through me, but it is only for the demon that i see.
And yes, that fool someday is gonna get us killed, he's reckless, but we need all the help we can get to get out of this mess, so i tried to relieve him from his stress.
Always looking for new pbp campaigns. Msg me if u need a player.
Chars and campaigns:
Krov - Black Dragonborn Barbarian - lvl 2 - dragon of icespire peak, from the north
Caz - Glancing at Scars hands sitting atop of the shoulders of Cefrey smiles a toothy grin and says, "Oh! You have a demon do you?, " She will look Scar directly in the eye and her eyes will go from green, to blue, to black, back to green and then she will say, "You're not the only one who has demons. Now...if you wouldn't mind taking your hands off of me because while some of the guards either don't care about what we do or can easily be taken care it too would be stupid to be caught so early."
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Absent-mindedly Kaw starts to draw pictures in the spilt slop - he needed to keep in better control of his outbursts, they were always getting him in trouble.
Sighing he looked down at the picture he'd been drawing - some flying creature wielding a gigantic sword. At least that was what Kaw saw... to most it could equally have looked like an elderly man with a large walking stick.
Slowly getting to his feet Kaw was minded to try and find out what the other prisoners were up to... especially the large one. People were always plotting, always plotting to hurt poor Kaw... Kaw would show them... he could plot too.
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Scar gently takes his hands of Cefrey, intrigued by her eyes, he stares right back at her.
- Fancy eyes ya got, but i wish you no harm unless you give me a reason to not stay calm. Scar grins a bit. You've got my support and my curiosity is growing, but i will ask no further questions bout those beautiful eyes of yours. After all, as i once read:
"We all got our secrets,
be they good or bad,
keep it inside or spill it out it's your choice,
just make sure you don't go mad."
Scar grins once more, not taking his eyes away from Cefreys eyes, and quietly says: If you need something from me, just call. Keep me updated on the plan so we can all move along. If the need to fight does come, then i will fight for my goals. And if someday, you have the time, i would love to know more bout those amazing eyes of yours. Scar breaks eye to eye contact and winks, walking back to the cafeteria with a big smile, for he was too stubborn and curious to not know what all that screaming was about.
Always looking for new pbp campaigns. Msg me if u need a player.
Chars and campaigns:
Krov - Black Dragonborn Barbarian - lvl 2 - dragon of icespire peak, from the north
Slowly stepping into the cafeteria is a tall and sickly looking man, with hair of long length sticking to the body, unkept for the whole time in the prison. Their dark shades dangle in front of a smooth face with a clear and small smirk on it. Eyes sunken deep into the face, with heavy lids and bright green eyes, sharp in colour, almost painful to look at. He slowly yawns, approaching the halfling with a sense of routine, not acknowledging the food at all. “This place is as terrible as always. The food is filthy again I suppose? How goes your thinking?”, he gives a sorrowful look, gazing at all present.
Denyver says "Yep, still not out yet :/, honestly I'm not surprised no one has broken out yet, the security is insane, and the guards are Aasimar for Gargauth sake! I'm not yet sure about how to escape, but I've found some random items which may be able to be used for spells, though I've made sure to hide them in a safe place." though when Denyver accidentally raised his voice when he was talking about the Aasimar, which the Human, Kronven, decides to speak up. "Oh? We're talking are we? Talking about how to ESCAPE? Thinking about how to GET OUT? He then calls to the Aasimar standing guard "Hey you! These guys are trying to talk about how to escape! And talking about SPELLS!" 10 (Persuasion check, you can also make a deception check if you want)
Kronven then also shouts "Hey! ya Bloody Bird! What are you doing with that damn food!?"
“I am so sorry, this creature is too dense to understand what differs one conversation from another. We were just making some small talk”, he puts a hand on his forehead, as if he is tired of this half-orc’s actions. Deception: 6
The Aasimar decides that Kronven is just trying to stir up trouble and pays no mind (? He's a Human, and the big angry dumb guy is Half-Orc)
Gurok: As is his custom, Gurok Son of Throk is last to enter the feast hall, secure in the knowledge that no one lurks behind him. Standing nearly 8ft tall, the Bugbear stoops down low as he enters the doorway, his pointed ears pinned back as his bulk barely manages to squeeze through the entrance to the cafeteria. His body covered in thick tufts of fur, he wears nothing more than simple pants. Where there is not fur, scars from many past battles are visible across the Bugbear's body.
The beast grunts in annoyance as he enters and straightens his back, glad to be able to finally stretch his long limbs. Clenching his fists tightly, he slowly moves to collect his meal, wary of any potential challengers - especially the Half-Orc and Beasthide. Moving with surprising grace for a creature his size, he is near silent as he takes his usual place in the corner. Keeping to himself as always, Gurok watches patiently for any chance to escape, while keeping an eye out for danger.
Perception: 11
(OOC: Sorry for the late start. Friday afternoon was about the worst possible time to start a game for me. lol)
"Not all those who wander are lost." - J.R.R. Tolkien
Prior to Kronven's words Kaw had been in the process of getting up from his seat to snoop on some of his fellow prisoners. Upon hearing Kronven speak Kaw's head whips around and his eye's focus on the human.
Who was this human? Who was he calling a Bloody Bird? Could it be? But how could he? There were guards all around and Kaw did not have any of his usual tools on him. No, Kaw would have to bide his time with this one... be careful. Not make a mess.
Maintaining his stare on Kronven, Kaw shouts once more in a gruff / harsh voice, "DAMN featherbrain! Always screwing things up!"
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
For a LotR reference, as you have a quote from J.R.R, you can count the exact number of prisoners and guards in a radius of 5 metres! (It's a legolas reference), you can see a Human shouting at an Aasimar guard about escaping, The Chef is quietly preparing food for tomorrow, a Halfling, Human, and some kind of large, boarlike man that kinda looks like you are talking, and you can see the occasional Aasimar and other prisoners walking throughout the hallway outside
(Kaw) "Wow, aggressive aren't you? And I've heard of you damn crows, stealing voices and peoples lives alike. Not a nice sight to behold are you?"
Kaw draws himself up as best as he can, his eyes lighting up at Kronven's words.
"Not a nice sight?" Kaw perfectly mimics Kronven's voice before leting out a strange guttural sound, which could be a laugh.
Kaw's eyes start darting back and forth frantically as he drops back into his stoop. He makes a gagging like sound, almost retching, before bursting out in a cacophony of different voices and screams, "Ahhhh!... Aiii!... No Gods no!.. Argggh! Please, leave him be!... Caw! Caw! Caw! Pretty Bird!" [Kaw ends with a child-like giggling]
The last was a voice of child - a boy. Kaw always returned to that voice, that's where it had started.
Steadying himself and once more staring daggers at Kronven, he repeats the comment, "Not... Not a nice sight... Not a nice sight to behold."
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
"Well then, that must be why you're here, you're on of those takers of voices and lives, murderer I'm guessing?" As he finishes talking the Aasimar shouts "Everyone back to your cells!"
As Severiss walks towards his cell with reluctance in his steps, he looks over to the others once more, and sighs, “You’ve got to work with tools you have. Bunch of maniacs.”, he quietly mutters to himslef, thinking over the best puppet to attach his string to.
Kaw waves his feathered hand dismissively at Kronven and proceeds back towards his cell.
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
So I guess an idea I've had is I just write down the schedule and you tell me where peoples want to skip to,
Each Between time lasts around an hour except for 13, don't @ me on it not adding up correctly :P
(ooc: k ok ok ok so much i had to catch up on but ill try my best to fill in the gap where i was asleep. just to remember after the talk with cefrey i went back to the cafeteria to see what the screaming was about, so i guess i find kaw, so im just gonna fill in the little gap you dont have to awnser. its gonna be me talking after this happens.)
Scar hears more screaming and voices as he enters the cafeteria and turns his head and sees the little feathered guy, Kaw was it? Scar suspects that he's not the most sane of people but he still likes the little bird.
- Don't say that little guy, we all did terrible things thats why we are here, we could have been nice, but we just had to try the evil side. Scar winks at Kaw and pats him in the head, to which the guard talks and says to go back to our cells. Scar notices the mess on the little bird's spot. Scar pats the back of the bird and with a smile says: Come on Kaw, seems like you've had one of those days huh? Let's go back to our cells little bird, try to relax a bit and i'm sure you'll be in better shape. Don't hesitate to call me if you need help lil guy.
We go back to our cells.
Always looking for new pbp campaigns. Msg me if u need a player.
Chars and campaigns:
Krov - Black Dragonborn Barbarian - lvl 2 - dragon of icespire peak, from the north