"So we either kick in one of the boarded up windows, try to get past the magic-protected door, or we head back to our camp and just move on." He glances to the others. "What is everyone else feeling like?"
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"Here ya go" Jayson will say, extending a handkerchief to Bhur to clear his eyes. "Lemme give it a look... the old man tried to show me how every now and then.."
He'll begin examining the ground around the perimeter in search of tracks.
Bhuraelea tries to clear his eyes with the handkerchief and says: „Well, he is not here and we do not know where he left to. His house is ok and protected. I don‘t see a reason to force our way in. I‘d say we leave a message and return to camp.“
Nea shrug her shoulder as she gets from the chair, "I ain't get hit with magic traps unless I can't help it. Let's go,"
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Ethan would settle in to tend to his gear, waiting for the next item to come up that will need them to move out once again. He knows that taking time to look after your gear is first priority, then getting some rest. He has a feeling they won't be left to their own devices for long though.
Nea looks around if anyone is selling a pair of handaxes and ask around for Wellume in the camp.
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Nea will buy two handaxes for when she is get swarmed for now before turning to her travels companions, "Any idea where we should do now?"
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Jayson tags along with Nea, and is quite pleased to see one of the first people he'd met, after finding himself swept up in this strange and dangerous series of events.
"Wellume! Its good to see that you are still Well, my friend!" He'll shake Wellume's hand, with a jovial smile stretched across his face and his eyebrows waggeling at his own lame play on words.
"Speaking of readying our gear!" Ethan's answer to Nea's question brings on Jayson's own.
"How possible would it be..." The twinkle in his eye shifts from playful to excited. "To make a silver inlaid quarter staff?" As he asks, his eyes focus on a blank space on Wellume's table, where his minds eye, can imagine such a weapon!
His finger tips wiggle in anticipation as he continues. "Or maybe silver capped? Like at each end? Can you picture it?!"
Smile still plastered to his face, he'll take a large hop step backwards, distancing himself from his companions and Wellums makeshift shop front. Taking a 'horse stance' his fist out in front of his chest, pretending to actually hold the quarterstaff. He'll act out a flurry of attacks, throwing in a kick or two here and there, as he says, "Cripes! In a world with no limits! Imagine the damage I could do with a staff made entirely of silver?!"
yes boarded up
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
"So we either kick in one of the boarded up windows, try to get past the magic-protected door, or we head back to our camp and just move on." He glances to the others. "What is everyone else feeling like?"
"Is anyone of you good in finding tracks? Maybe there are some leadeing away from here tgat we may can follow?"
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]Bhuraelea will check the ground if he can make out any tracks leaving the house and the sourounding area.
survival: 19
(i don‘t know why i even bother 🤣)
While checking the ground for footprints, a gust of wind blows some dust into Bhuraeleas eyes, blinding him for a moment and make his eyes cry.
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]"Here ya go" Jayson will say, extending a handkerchief to Bhur to clear his eyes. "Lemme give it a look... the old man tried to show me how every now and then.."
He'll begin examining the ground around the perimeter in search of tracks.
Survival check: 5
A gust of wind comes and Jayson and Bhuraelea get some sand in their eyes
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Bhuraelea tries to clear his eyes with the handkerchief and says: „Well, he is not here and we do not know where he left to. His house is ok and protected. I don‘t see a reason to force our way in. I‘d say we leave a message and return to camp.“
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]"Works for me." Ethan agrees. He nods to the others. "Shall we head back then?"
Nea shrug her shoulder as she gets from the chair, "I ain't get hit with magic traps unless I can't help it. Let's go,"
Kirin - Level 15 High Elf Wizard (Evocation) - Zorg's Lost Souls- Overchannel Steel Wind Strike for the Win against DemogorgonSilas - Level 11 Human Cleric (War Domain) - Tomb of AnnihilationDoneYou make it back to the refuge camp unmolested
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Bhuraelea would ask around if anyone has seen Skye or heard anything.
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]Ethan would settle in to tend to his gear, waiting for the next item to come up that will need them to move out once again. He knows that taking time to look after your gear is first priority, then getting some rest. He has a feeling they won't be left to their own devices for long though.
Nea looks around if anyone is selling a pair of handaxes and ask around for Wellume in the camp.
Kirin - Level 15 High Elf Wizard (Evocation) - Zorg's Lost Souls- Overchannel Steel Wind Strike for the Win against DemogorgonSilas - Level 11 Human Cleric (War Domain) - Tomb of AnnihilationDoneYou find out that Skye arrived yesterday with a wagon full of books
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
You easily find Wellume he has set up shop and making weapons, a variety including two nicely made handaxes
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Billiam thanks you and walks into the crowd strumming his lute looking for a tent to shackup with
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Once Billume is informed that Skye is save, Bhuraelea will look for some calltrops and try to 'improve' them with the wasp stingers and poison.
He would need to buy the caltrops though.
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]Nea will buy two handaxes for when she is get swarmed for now before turning to her travels companions, "Any idea where we should do now?"
Kirin - Level 15 High Elf Wizard (Evocation) - Zorg's Lost Souls- Overchannel Steel Wind Strike for the Win against DemogorgonSilas - Level 11 Human Cleric (War Domain) - Tomb of AnnihilationDone"Ready our gear, rest, and be ready when the next thing comes up." Ethan suggests.
Jayson tags along with Nea, and is quite pleased to see one of the first people he'd met, after finding himself swept up in this strange and dangerous series of events.
"Wellume! Its good to see that you are still Well, my friend!" He'll shake Wellume's hand, with a jovial smile stretched across his face and his eyebrows waggeling at his own lame play on words.
"Speaking of readying our gear!" Ethan's answer to Nea's question brings on Jayson's own.
"How possible would it be..." The twinkle in his eye shifts from playful to excited. "To make a silver inlaid quarter staff?" As he asks, his eyes focus on a blank space on Wellume's table, where his minds eye, can imagine such a weapon!
His finger tips wiggle in anticipation as he continues. "Or maybe silver capped? Like at each end? Can you picture it?!"
Smile still plastered to his face, he'll take a large hop step backwards, distancing himself from his companions and Wellums makeshift shop front. Taking a 'horse stance' his fist out in front of his chest, pretending to actually hold the quarterstaff. He'll act out a flurry of attacks, throwing in a kick or two here and there, as he says, "Cripes! In a world with no limits! Imagine the damage I could do with a staff made entirely of silver?!"