"Well I don't need any glowing spoons." Bree calls back. "I just need to find out more about you and discuss some things in regard to the local Shrine..."
Anyll's hand grasps his crystal by its handle and waves it over himself
"I wasn't sure if you were a wizard or not that first time we fought."Daishi is still watching the walls of the ruin, but glances at the Half-Elf. He points the torch toward the door. "Can you open this with your magic? I think we should hurry if you can, I feel like there is something out there."
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Odyssey | Daishi Longguard | Human | Healthy | Perception: 13 | Equipped: old leather armor, green cloak, fine clothes, signet ring | Wielding: shortsword, shield | map
As you kick the door open and step inside, you can see it is the tomb of an ancient warrior. A knight from a lost culture. There are bas-releif carving along the walls depicting scenes of knightly deed, possibly even the deeds of the warrior buried here. It's a small room with stairs leading down into the ground into the darkness. You feel a sense you are in a sacred space and you are meant to be here, that there is something you need from down there, and that you need to do this alone. You will need some light
Kuori watches her companions ready themselves to investigate the other gathering and the shrine here in Conyberry as she responds to Noa's instructions. "Rest assured, Noa Gala-Vahn, any hostile act against our companions will be met with sufficient force. Keep yourself hidden well during your scouting, however - if there are any others making camp for the evening, they may very well be the quarry we seek."
Now alone with the goblins, Kuori does her best to relax while staying alert enough to be prepared should her companions need her strength of arm at a moment's notice. However, the silence and heavy fog weigh on her senses as she finds herself absentmindedly running her thumb over the edges of one her shortswords to stay calm.
(For the moment, anyway. You can explore a bit around the outside of the crypt you want, or you can make some lunch)
Ash seems to be getting a bit antsy. He hates waiting and really he isnt keen on leaving the Neverwinter forest without an elk to show for it. So, he tell Anyll he was glad to have met him and good luck at the Shrine. He yells a quick " See ya later" to Daishi as well and heads back into the woods. Leaving Anyll to watch over Daishi and his retainers.
Sorry Anyll, I don't like splitting the party any more than you do!
Going alone into dark tombs could never go wrong, Daishi thinks to himself. Why am I doing this?
He extends his torch ahead of him, brushing away cobwebs, and moves down the staircase. "Hail,"he says. "Who is it that calls me here?"
On the surface the halfling Gawain, large man named Veran, and the Gnome named Harir wait with Anyll. They busy themselves making a camp of sorts, nothing formal or structured but the sense of one. Veran is relaxed and moves smoothly to brush away leaves and debris. A woodcutting axe is on his back. Harir watches the tomb entrance with wide eyes.
Gawain watches Ashe run off, and his hand drifts to a knife at his belt. "Does he know something that we don't?"
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Odyssey | Daishi Longguard | Human | Healthy | Perception: 13 | Equipped: old leather armor, green cloak, fine clothes, signet ring | Wielding: shortsword, shield | map
"I never turn down wine..." Bree says to herself, but sighs. "Here it is then..." She calls out. "We are going to be dealing with some Orcs that are at the Shrine..." She enunciates the word 'Shrine' very clearly this time. "We are currently sending someone there to scout it out in advance. we wish to know if you have any plans in regard to the shrine, or if you are just passing through. we do not wish you to be caught in the middle of a battle without knowing which side you would be on."
Skip would wake up to the sound of TIbby shouting. "I... I could make her some... I have my brewers supplies..." The hardy halfling would say as he sits up and rubs his eyes. "What... who are you yelling at tibby? Who wants some wine?" He would add as he grips his spoon and it begins to cast light once more. Without thinking, Skip begins digging through his bag and pulling out his cooking utensils and his brewing supplies... "Do you think she wants something to eat with her wine.. I... I'll start making something..." Skip would say with a bit of a sleepy slur before rubbing his eyes and moving to the hot coals from preparing dinner. The groggy halfling would then slowly get to work preparing some food and drink... After about a minute as Skip begins to fully wake up he would shake his head a bit and look to Tibby before looking towards the door of the shop. "Wait... who are you?! What do you want to eat? Do you have a drink preference? Are you hurt?" Skip would yell looking up from his cooking pot. "What is a woman doing walking around in the middle of the night and in the thick fog.. maybe she is in trouble?" He would quickly add with a look of concern. He would then stop his cooking and hold his spoon out in front of him as he sticks his head out the doorway. "Get in here! Get out of the fog before ya get sick young one" he would shout.
Skip would see a very pretty halfling woman in the fog...
"What do I want to eat?" Bree asks. "Well, I could do with another meal... The leftover pig was good, but not really enough, you know how it is..." She smiles at Skip as she moves towards the building. "Name is Bree Hill..." She says as she gives a short bow near the door. "If you will permit me entrance, then I will explain what I am doing out here." She moves into the building then, glancing around. "I can give you a hand with the food though, I did a lot of cooking for the chief while I was his servant you know..." She sighs. "Just don't mix up lantern oil for seasoning, that is a big no no I guess, though I find that many hobgoblins at least enjoy their food very well-charred, so it worked out in the end I suppose."
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@ All
You can lvl up either way that suits you. If you add 300xp it will let you lvl up, if you change the lvl to 2 it will show you as having 300 xp, lol.
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@ Tibby
( lol, now where is your manners, didnt your momma raise you right?)
OOC hey tibby just went to bed and can't be bothered by some random woman that he thinks is here to buy glowing spoons.
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@yennsen
You went to the wrong thread, lol. You need thread 2 lost tower.
Lost tower
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@ Tibby
( she might be hot...just sayin)
(((OOC:My bad my bad, i followed the game thread in the campaign deal. Sorry all)))
rolling for hottness perception: 16
"Well I don't need any glowing spoons." Bree calls back. "I just need to find out more about you and discuss some things in regard to the local Shrine..."
ooc sorry waiting on the results from my above roll before proceeding.
"Sorry we don't have any local wine," Tibby yells
"skip did you promise this girl wine?"
"I wasn't sure if you were a wizard or not that first time we fought." Daishi is still watching the walls of the ruin, but glances at the Half-Elf. He points the torch toward the door. "Can you open this with your magic? I think we should hurry if you can, I feel like there is something out there."
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@ Daishi
As you kick the door open and step inside, you can see it is the tomb of an ancient warrior. A knight from a lost culture. There are bas-releif carving along the walls depicting scenes of knightly deed, possibly even the deeds of the warrior buried here. It's a small room with stairs leading down into the ground into the darkness. You feel a sense you are in a sacred space and you are meant to be here, that there is something you need from down there, and that you need to do this alone. You will need some light
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@ Tibby and Bree
( good stuff, lol)
Kuori watches her companions ready themselves to investigate the other gathering and the shrine here in Conyberry as she responds to Noa's instructions. "Rest assured, Noa Gala-Vahn, any hostile act against our companions will be met with sufficient force. Keep yourself hidden well during your scouting, however - if there are any others making camp for the evening, they may very well be the quarry we seek."
Now alone with the goblins, Kuori does her best to relax while staying alert enough to be prepared should her companions need her strength of arm at a moment's notice. However, the silence and heavy fog weigh on her senses as she finds herself absentmindedly running her thumb over the edges of one her shortswords to stay calm.
((What's Anyll going to do? Sit and wait outside?
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@ Anyll
(For the moment, anyway. You can explore a bit around the outside of the crypt you want, or you can make some lunch)
Ash seems to be getting a bit antsy. He hates waiting and really he isnt keen on leaving the Neverwinter forest without an elk to show for it. So, he tell Anyll he was glad to have met him and good luck at the Shrine. He yells a quick " See ya later" to Daishi as well and heads back into the woods. Leaving Anyll to watch over Daishi and his retainers.
Sorry Anyll, I don't like splitting the party any more than you do!
Going alone into dark tombs could never go wrong, Daishi thinks to himself. Why am I doing this?
He extends his torch ahead of him, brushing away cobwebs, and moves down the staircase. "Hail," he says. "Who is it that calls me here?"
On the surface the halfling Gawain, large man named Veran, and the Gnome named Harir wait with Anyll. They busy themselves making a camp of sorts, nothing formal or structured but the sense of one. Veran is relaxed and moves smoothly to brush away leaves and debris. A woodcutting axe is on his back. Harir watches the tomb entrance with wide eyes.
Gawain watches Ashe run off, and his hand drifts to a knife at his belt. "Does he know something that we don't?"
"I never turn down wine..." Bree says to herself, but sighs. "Here it is then..." She calls out. "We are going to be dealing with some Orcs that are at the Shrine..." She enunciates the word 'Shrine' very clearly this time. "We are currently sending someone there to scout it out in advance. we wish to know if you have any plans in regard to the shrine, or if you are just passing through. we do not wish you to be caught in the middle of a battle without knowing which side you would be on."
Skip would wake up to the sound of TIbby shouting. "I... I could make her some... I have my brewers supplies..." The hardy halfling would say as he sits up and rubs his eyes. "What... who are you yelling at tibby? Who wants some wine?" He would add as he grips his spoon and it begins to cast light once more. Without thinking, Skip begins digging through his bag and pulling out his cooking utensils and his brewing supplies... "Do you think she wants something to eat with her wine.. I... I'll start making something..." Skip would say with a bit of a sleepy slur before rubbing his eyes and moving to the hot coals from preparing dinner. The groggy halfling would then slowly get to work preparing some food and drink... After about a minute as Skip begins to fully wake up he would shake his head a bit and look to Tibby before looking towards the door of the shop. "Wait... who are you?! What do you want to eat? Do you have a drink preference? Are you hurt?" Skip would yell looking up from his cooking pot. "What is a woman doing walking around in the middle of the night and in the thick fog.. maybe she is in trouble?" He would quickly add with a look of concern. He would then stop his cooking and hold his spoon out in front of him as he sticks his head out the doorway. "Get in here! Get out of the fog before ya get sick young one" he would shout.
Skip would see a very pretty halfling woman in the fog...
"What do I want to eat?" Bree asks. "Well, I could do with another meal... The leftover pig was good, but not really enough, you know how it is..." She smiles at Skip as she moves towards the building. "Name is Bree Hill..." She says as she gives a short bow near the door. "If you will permit me entrance, then I will explain what I am doing out here." She moves into the building then, glancing around. "I can give you a hand with the food though, I did a lot of cooking for the chief while I was his servant you know..." She sighs. "Just don't mix up lantern oil for seasoning, that is a big no no I guess, though I find that many hobgoblins at least enjoy their food very well-charred, so it worked out in the end I suppose."