Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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“CouldBeMagic,” Moxo says in answer with a shrug. “IrGhostBeastsButIDunnoIfBeastsLeaveGhosts...”
"I am fearful Moxo could be on the right track... About the magic use that is. What if it was a diversion to lead us away from the real target?" Rohdin ponders for a moment on what it possibly could be... "Or they somehow got into the village and we are all now out here. I think it best if we head back into the town and be extra protective of the canidates. Someone or something has an interest in this village that seems malicous at the very best." Rohdin is on edge now, looking around as if she expects to see the creature now, though looking more to the closest entrence, wanting to head back to check up on the other competetors.
Gara is of in a different direction and not there.
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]To be fair, Rohdin is also in a different location and not there. Since Gara's investigation did not yield anything, and noone sees an immediate threat right now, should I assume that Moxo called you and you gather?
With no leads to go on, Moxo would have headed back to camp and advised the rest whenever they arrived...
Out of the village at night and back to the mine?
The festival and leader selections is still ongoing.
No, by camp I mean the village, not the mine...
Ah, ok.
Will wait to see what others want to do before resolving it.
„What should we do? Let the village finish the competition while keep patrolling to watch for danger?“
Gara asks the crew and the contestents.
“But just in case, nobody should move alone for the moment.“
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]Just to clarify, the only contestant you can ask right now is Naz'tog. You haven't gone back to the village center yet.
Naz'tog says "halting the competition means folding to whoever is trying to disrupt it".
Serit narrows his eyes at Naz'tog, "I agree, let us make our enemies fear us, not the other way around. I fear we are dealing with something more than a normal beast. Let's continue with our tasks. Everyone keep an eye out but ensure this festival completes."
As you make your way back toward the village center, you see Bulpo (the herbalist trained by Gara), running towards you and gesticulating.
"Calm yourself, what is it? Speak quickly," the bugbear says, unease scratching at his neck. He looks about, his back hunched in preparation.
Bulpo runs without stopping until he crashes into Serit. Out of breath, he begins talking:
"We saw... beast around other places... stalking closer and closer... Glork and Gathrik have said those who are... not strong... barricade themselves in... The rest went to start arming themselves and later man the walls. And then..."
At this point Bulpo stops talking, seeing Naz'tog. He opens is his mouth wide and points at him:
"it... it's... it..."
Serit turns to Naz'tog, his suspicions almost confirm. His vision, the warning. It was not that Naz'tog was in danger but that, most likely, he was the danger. "What did you do goblin?"
Naz'tog responds:
"What do you mean what did I do. I have been looking for the beast and whoever set it loose. Or did you forget already?"
„ Some kind of shapechanger or Illusion maybe. Naz‘tog, how many Goblins did Serit strike down before he choped of your hand?“
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]Naz'tog grimaces, obviously not happy about being reminded about his injury.
"That one never injured me. It was your minotaur "friend", with his "honor and discipline" who crushed one of my men. And next time will be different."
Meanwhile, Bulpo regains his breath and screams:
"It's him! We kept seeing a cloaked goblin, not long after each beast sighting. And later my friend said he recognised Naz'tog for sure! We need to catch him!"
„No offence, but if only one person saw Naz‘tog, they could be wrong. We need more proof. But also ( adressing Naz‘tog now) you understand that we need to take those allegations serious and need to investigate them, don‘t you?“
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]Bulpo is getting very emotional:
"No, no! My best friend could not possibly be wrong! It's him! We need to arrest him before he does something!"
Naz'tog narrows his eyes and turns to Gara:
"So this is your plot? Get me isolated from my men, then get get one of your henchmen to accuse me?"