Real wants to communicate with the dragons but is unsure of their motivations and their allegiance. "We are here to help. We want to prevent the dangers brought be a necromantic witch with angels that are in process of destruction on many fronts. We are here to help protect this temple from this invasion. We can work together to prevent dangers that are either already here or are on the way. We are not here to fail, we must succeed. We can help you and you can help us!"
Bjorn will help Real with the persuasion of the friendly dragons. "Dragons, I have lead many humanoids into battle, and I have governed many a peaceful people. I can assure you, the ones you see hear before you are some of the wises, most level headed specimens. I assure you, if anyone can help with your cause, it is these." Bjorn says.
Bejorn climbs into his bag of holding and returns with a Reliquary. "I offer you a gift." He opens the box to reveal four gem stones: Amber, Amethyst, Chysoberyl, and Coral.
"We have no time to talk. We came from a temple of Oghna that was attacked by the one he just asked you about. Another Planetar asked us to stop her and her minions before they do something that could bring about the end of the entire multiverse. Now let us pass so we can either stop her or learn why she came here." Iorythas says in perfect draconic, his gaze turned to the dragon that had just spoke.
Persuasion: 13
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"Tempani is above reproach." One of the dragons says in dracconic. "Be gone..."
Real wants to communicate with the dragons but is unsure of their motivations and their allegiance. "We are here to help. We want to prevent the dangers brought be a necromantic witch with angels that are in process of destruction on many fronts. We are here to help protect this temple from this invasion. We can work together to prevent dangers that are either already here or are on the way. We are not here to fail, we must succeed. We can help you and you can help us!"
"Wait Baneri." Another dragon speaks up, moving forward and confronting the group. She nods to the dragon who just told the group to be gone. "Maybe we should listen to these... If they wish to help us, and have news for Tempani, from her brethren, then maybe we should allow them to pass..."
"Balana, you are too quick to trust." The first dragon replies, but sighs. "I agree though, let Tempani figure it out..."
Bjorn will help Real with the persuasion of the friendly dragons. "Dragons, I have lead many humanoids into battle, and I have governed many a peaceful people. I can assure you, the ones you see hear before you are some of the wises, most level headed specimens. I assure you, if anyone can help with your cause, it is these." Bjorn says.
Bejorn climbs into his bag of holding and returns with a Reliquary. "I offer you a gift." He opens the box to reveal four gem stones: Amber, Amethyst, Chysoberyl, and Coral.
The other two dragons move closer, checking out the gemstones. They shake thier heads after a moment.
"No need for such." One of them says. "Now, if you have any stories of the lands you come from..."
"Or of places you have been..." The other speaks up. The two look even more alike than the other two brass dragons, and you would guess they are twins of a sort.
"We do like to hear stories of distant places." The first of the two says.
Saralyssa settles back into the boat, letting some of the tention leave her body. It seemed the dragons were going to let them pass, so she could stop considering which spells to use to kill them, at least for now.
"I hail from Waterdeep." She says in dracconic. "I studied there with the Blackstaff himself." She offers as the dragons turn towards her. "The city of Waterdeep is one of the wonders of the world, or so I've been told. There are giant walking statues, the looming structure of Castle Waterdeep, plus much more. I will tell you all about it, once we are done with our work here."
Taking a moment to father his things and settle back in the boat. “Stories? I remember back home, deep in the mountains. On an expedition through the Krag, we ran into some of those lot back there.” As he points to where the kind flayers were. “All their magic didn’t do much when a giant squashed their heads.”
"I from a place filled with jingles called Chult. I know of a few stories but most of those have to do with the horrid things my people do and the thing the claim as a god." Iorythas says as he looks to the dragons.
"I do not remember much of my origins. Creatures of my kind are not very common in Khorvaire today, although the histories tell of many of us being built centuries and millenia ago to fight in a great war. Since my reawakening I have dedicated myself to protection of the innocent and righting of wrongs. I have found I am quite capable of finding or creating solutions to most problems.
But stories of my past really must wait until after our business with Tempani is completed. As I said before, our mission is of the utmost. We really need to see Tempani right away. Afterwards may we return and tell you our stories?"
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Tyrkoris will speak up from his spot on the oar, "I would be honored to share stories with such noble creatures, unfortunately, we have pressing business to be about, perhaps we can discuss this on shore?"
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Real thinks for a moment "I have several friends from the dragon realms, I was a friend to Firnen, of the dragon house of Glaedr for a time. These were great dragons who protected the treasure of Isenorian. I fought alongside Firnen in the War against Time back in the old country. I gained their respect when Baphoment failed to kill me in a confrontation before the War against Time and Firnen and I teamed together to protect the Kingdoms of Gainywen and Captaniloys against those who would turn back time. It is unfortunate that Gainywen would later turn against Captaniloys to my ultimate doom." Performance: 7
The four dragons listen attentively as each of the group speaks, clearly enjoying listening to the bits of information from each.
"We are truly sorry, but we cannot accompany you to land." One of the ones you do not know the name of yet speaks up. "There are too many attempts of invaders trying to get to the temple and we dare not leave our posts."
"Please do return though, we would love to have time to talk about all of those things you mentioned." The other unnamed one says with a nod of her head.
"For now we will let you move on to the temple." Balana speaks up. "If your need to speak to Tempani is so important, we dare not keep you."
The dragons return to their caves in the ceiling of the chamber, while you are allowed to row your boat on towards land.
On the far side of the lake it becomes clear that the temple is built into the cavern walls. A wide staircase climbs up to a great stone door that marks the entrance to the Hidden Temple.
As they get closer to the entrance of the temple, Iorythas keeps his bow st the ready, already having an arrow resting on it. "I will take point when we get to the shore unless any of you have some magical means of scouting ahead."
"I possess no devices that would assist with scouting in this venue. A word though, note how the dragons were apparently loyal to Tempani. As we continue forward we should be circumspect about our purposes. I would be loathe to unnecessarily slay denizens of good in our efforts to get to Tempani. Let us use soft words rather than big sticks until the situation demands it."
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"I am also not optimized for such strategies, but it seems likely to be the best course of action. Perhaps our scout should be one capable of speaking with a honeyed tongue?"
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"While I am not sure he most silvered tongue I can attempt to speak to them. Most of my skills are focused on not being seen and dealing with foes before they can reach me." The Yuan ti says as he waits to step out of the boat.
"Iorythas, It may be wise for you to stay in the shadows. Although unlikely with the dragons guard, I fear that this temple may be compromised by our enemies as the last one was."
Bjorn approaches with caution keeping an eye out for anything unusual Perception26. When at the stone door, Bjorn will attempt to open the massive stone door. Athletics20
Real wants to communicate with the dragons but is unsure of their motivations and their allegiance. "We are here to help. We want to prevent the dangers brought be a necromantic witch with angels that are in process of destruction on many fronts. We are here to help protect this temple from this invasion. We can work together to prevent dangers that are either already here or are on the way. We are not here to fail, we must succeed. We can help you and you can help us!"
Lot's of stuff ...
Bjorn will help Real with the persuasion of the friendly dragons. "Dragons, I have lead many humanoids into battle, and I have governed many a peaceful people. I can assure you, the ones you see hear before you are some of the wises, most level headed specimens. I assure you, if anyone can help with your cause, it is these." Bjorn says.
Bejorn climbs into his bag of holding and returns with a Reliquary. "I offer you a gift." He opens the box to reveal four gem stones: Amber, Amethyst, Chysoberyl, and Coral.
persuasion with advantage 28
Lot's of stuff ...
"Tempani is above reproach." One of the dragons says in dracconic. "Be gone..."
"Wait Baneri." Another dragon speaks up, moving forward and confronting the group. She nods to the dragon who just told the group to be gone. "Maybe we should listen to these... If they wish to help us, and have news for Tempani, from her brethren, then maybe we should allow them to pass..."
"Balana, you are too quick to trust." The first dragon replies, but sighs. "I agree though, let Tempani figure it out..."
The other two dragons move closer, checking out the gemstones. They shake thier heads after a moment.
"No need for such." One of them says. "Now, if you have any stories of the lands you come from..."
"Or of places you have been..." The other speaks up. The two look even more alike than the other two brass dragons, and you would guess they are twins of a sort.
"We do like to hear stories of distant places." The first of the two says.
Saralyssa settles back into the boat, letting some of the tention leave her body. It seemed the dragons were going to let them pass, so she could stop considering which spells to use to kill them, at least for now.
"I hail from Waterdeep." She says in dracconic. "I studied there with the Blackstaff himself." She offers as the dragons turn towards her. "The city of Waterdeep is one of the wonders of the world, or so I've been told. There are giant walking statues, the looming structure of Castle Waterdeep, plus much more. I will tell you all about it, once we are done with our work here."
Taking a moment to father his things and settle back in the boat. “Stories? I remember back home, deep in the mountains. On an expedition through the Krag, we ran into some of those lot back there.” As he points to where the kind flayers were. “All their magic didn’t do much when a giant squashed their heads.”
"I from a place filled with jingles called Chult. I know of a few stories but most of those have to do with the horrid things my people do and the thing the claim as a god." Iorythas says as he looks to the dragons.
"I do not remember much of my origins. Creatures of my kind are not very common in Khorvaire today, although the histories tell of many of us being built centuries and millenia ago to fight in a great war. Since my reawakening I have dedicated myself to protection of the innocent and righting of wrongs. I have found I am quite capable of finding or creating solutions to most problems.
But stories of my past really must wait until after our business with Tempani is completed. As I said before, our mission is of the utmost. We really need to see Tempani right away. Afterwards may we return and tell you our stories?"
Founding Member of the High Roller Society. (Currently trying to roll max on 4d6)
Tyrkoris will speak up from his spot on the oar, "I would be honored to share stories with such noble creatures, unfortunately, we have pressing business to be about, perhaps we can discuss this on shore?"
Real thinks for a moment "I have several friends from the dragon realms, I was a friend to Firnen, of the dragon house of Glaedr for a time. These were great dragons who protected the treasure of Isenorian. I fought alongside Firnen in the War against Time back in the old country. I gained their respect when Baphoment failed to kill me in a confrontation before the War against Time and Firnen and I teamed together to protect the Kingdoms of Gainywen and Captaniloys against those who would turn back time. It is unfortunate that Gainywen would later turn against Captaniloys to my ultimate doom." Performance: 7
Lot's of stuff ...
The four dragons listen attentively as each of the group speaks, clearly enjoying listening to the bits of information from each.
"We are truly sorry, but we cannot accompany you to land." One of the ones you do not know the name of yet speaks up. "There are too many attempts of invaders trying to get to the temple and we dare not leave our posts."
"Please do return though, we would love to have time to talk about all of those things you mentioned." The other unnamed one says with a nod of her head.
"For now we will let you move on to the temple." Balana speaks up. "If your need to speak to Tempani is so important, we dare not keep you."
The dragons return to their caves in the ceiling of the chamber, while you are allowed to row your boat on towards land.
On the far side of the lake it becomes clear that the temple is built into the cavern walls. A wide staircase climbs up to a great stone door that marks the entrance to the Hidden Temple.
As they get closer to the entrance of the temple, Iorythas keeps his bow st the ready, already having an arrow resting on it. "I will take point when we get to the shore unless any of you have some magical means of scouting ahead."
"I possess no devices that would assist with scouting in this venue. A word though, note how the dragons were apparently loyal to Tempani. As we continue forward we should be circumspect about our purposes. I would be loathe to unnecessarily slay denizens of good in our efforts to get to Tempani. Let us use soft words rather than big sticks until the situation demands it."
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"All I have is big sticks." Saralyssa says with a sigh. "I will hold off though if it is what you think wise."
"I am also not optimized for such strategies, but it seems likely to be the best course of action. Perhaps our scout should be one capable of speaking with a honeyed tongue?"
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"While I am not sure he most silvered tongue I can attempt to speak to them. Most of my skills are focused on not being seen and dealing with foes before they can reach me." The Yuan ti says as he waits to step out of the boat.
"Iorythas, It may be wise for you to stay in the shadows. Although unlikely with the dragons guard, I fear that this temple may be compromised by our enemies as the last one was."
Bjorn approaches with caution keeping an eye out for anything unusual Perception 26. When at the stone door, Bjorn will attempt to open the massive stone door. Athletics 20
Iorythas will wait for o see if Bjorn is able to open the door, waiting for his chance to go ahead and scout for the group.