"I think we should get him by the fire. He's had a hard time and could probably use some rest." Kodiak will start bringing over his bedroll for the dragonborn.
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Tri isn't medically adept, but at least with this he could help. Now that the boils have burnt away he feels comfortable enough to touch the Dragonborn, and so he starts dragging him closer to the campfire."No idea, Duncan. I don't have the eye for these matters, can anybody tell if this has afflicted him for long? Was it weeks or merely hours? In any case, we need to be careful tonight."
Damaia is not proficient in medicine so she's just standing around and being on alert. (Looking around but not too hardly. Can I just use the passive perception in this case?)
She is all but ready to be done for the night and not in a very good mood.
It's hard to tell how long the Dragonborn has been sick, it is obvious that they are most likely not going to wake for a while and it is getting late, much more activity will result in exhaustion.
(You all can take a long rest and gain level 2 before the next leg of the journey. I've been a little frazzled all weekend, I'll try and get my notes together and keep this story rolling.)
Damaia tells the group, "Alright between the painful orb and the sick dragon man, I've had enough excitement for one night. Imma going to bed now." She will lean against a pillar and try to fall asleep. It looks like she's a little cold but she doesn't have a blanket with her.
Dimble also has no blanket to offer, and upon checking, I noticed that he also has no rations... So Dimble will be eating mice or rabbit that Hoot catches
All is quiet during the night, and you all wake to a cold crisp morning that is made bearable by the warming sunlight. As you are all preparing for the morning the Dragonborn wakes with a start and takes in a deep breath before realizing where it is. "We made it! Everyone w-" they then realize that you are not their original party. "Who are you? Where's my family?!"
Damaia steps forward, placing her hands on her hips and bending slightly to look the seated (at least I assume he's not standing) Dragonborn in the eye and says, "Who are we? Who are YOU? You're the maniac that came running into our camp at the middle of the night covered in vines!"
Tri quickly moves to stand between Damaia and the Dragonborn, his hands out in a calming gesture towards each of them."Hold on, no need for all that, Damaia." he squats down next to the Dragonborn. "We don't know anything about you, sir. As my companion so eloquently pointed out, you stumbled into our camp late last night. You were sick, but you appear to have made it through the night." He consciously leaves out how exactly the man was healed, as Triscyne did not really know how it had worked himself. "My name is Triscyne. Now, please, tell us about yourself. Where did you last see your family?"
He fears the worst, but he does not want to shock the man, not so soon after waking and recovering from whatever happened last night.
Sidewinder would notice the lingering smoke from extinguished camp fires. The Dragonborn responds. "They were with me last night as I fought off the winded beast... Like a crow it was, but colossal in size and covered in a shroud as black as night."
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At the mention of a beast Duncan perks up a bit asking "This beast... did you first attack it? Or did it attack you? What is your purpose out in these woods?" He then looks the dragonborn over closely to see if he seems trustworthy, and to note what type of equipment he is carrying to judge his potential strength.
insight/perception 9((what the ever loving ****?! two for two nat ones here so far...))
Duncan will walk up to the dragonborn and check for signs of life saying "ok... so what the **** is going on here?"
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The Dragonborn is stable.
"I think we should get him by the fire. He's had a hard time and could probably use some rest." Kodiak will start bringing over his bedroll for the dragonborn.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Tri isn't medically adept, but at least with this he could help. Now that the boils have burnt away he feels comfortable enough to touch the Dragonborn, and so he starts dragging him closer to the campfire. "No idea, Duncan. I don't have the eye for these matters, can anybody tell if this has afflicted him for long? Was it weeks or merely hours? In any case, we need to be careful tonight."
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Finan Caible, Human Bard - Joys of Balance
Yroc Grumbak, Orc Fighlock - Pizazz's ToA
Arell Peroan, Half-Elf Warlonk - Scattered Gods
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Anyone proficient in medicine that cares to examine the Dragonborn can roll. ( I won't be available much today.)
Damaia is not proficient in medicine so she's just standing around and being on alert. (Looking around but not too hardly. Can I just use the passive perception in this case?)
She is all but ready to be done for the night and not in a very good mood.
"for goodness sake, can't you see this young... Man?.... needs a cup of tea? Get the kettle on this instant!"
Medicine : 6
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Dimble puts the kettle on, not knowing medicine to help more
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It's hard to tell how long the Dragonborn has been sick, it is obvious that they are most likely not going to wake for a while and it is getting late, much more activity will result in exhaustion.
(You all can take a long rest and gain level 2 before the next leg of the journey. I've been a little frazzled all weekend, I'll try and get my notes together and keep this story rolling.)
Damaia tells the group, "Alright between the painful orb and the sick dragon man, I've had enough excitement for one night. Imma going to bed now." She will lean against a pillar and try to fall asleep. It looks like she's a little cold but she doesn't have a blanket with her.
Dimble also has no blanket to offer, and upon checking, I noticed that he also has no rations... So Dimble will be eating mice or rabbit that Hoot catches
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All is quiet during the night, and you all wake to a cold crisp morning that is made bearable by the warming sunlight. As you are all preparing for the morning the Dragonborn wakes with a start and takes in a deep breath before realizing where it is. "We made it! Everyone w-" they then realize that you are not their original party. "Who are you? Where's my family?!"
Damaia steps forward, placing her hands on her hips and bending slightly to look the seated (at least I assume he's not standing) Dragonborn in the eye and says, "Who are we? Who are YOU? You're the maniac that came running into our camp at the middle of the night covered in vines!"
Kodiak stands and looks off in the direction of the other camp, looking for signs that anyone else came this way.
Perception: 4
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Tri quickly moves to stand between Damaia and the Dragonborn, his hands out in a calming gesture towards each of them. "Hold on, no need for all that, Damaia." he squats down next to the Dragonborn. "We don't know anything about you, sir. As my companion so eloquently pointed out, you stumbled into our camp late last night. You were sick, but you appear to have made it through the night."
He consciously leaves out how exactly the man was healed, as Triscyne did not really know how it had worked himself. "My name is Triscyne. Now, please, tell us about yourself. Where did you last see your family?"
He fears the worst, but he does not want to shock the man, not so soon after waking and recovering from whatever happened last night.
Lynn-Marie Verine-Wintercleaver, Human Bloodhunter - Adventures in Esyldien
Finan Caible, Human Bard - Joys of Balance
Yroc Grumbak, Orc Fighlock - Pizazz's ToA
Arell Peroan, Half-Elf Warlonk - Scattered Gods
ESC! | 10|33|5~
Sidewinder would notice the lingering smoke from extinguished camp fires. The Dragonborn responds. "They were with me last night as I fought off the winded beast... Like a crow it was, but colossal in size and covered in a shroud as black as night."
At the mention of a beast Duncan perks up a bit asking "This beast... did you first attack it? Or did it attack you? What is your purpose out in these woods?" He then looks the dragonborn over closely to see if he seems trustworthy, and to note what type of equipment he is carrying to judge his potential strength.
insight/perception 9 ((what the ever loving ****?! two for two nat ones here so far...))
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"They can't be far" The Dragonborn says as they rush off toward the camp. Ignoring any questions.
Kodiak follows as the Dragonborn rushes past him.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Damaia shakes her head and follows them.