The halfling follows Mordyn's lead and puts his hands behind his back again, trying to hold his bonds somewhat in place and turning them away from anyone approaching.
The elf's eyes focus for a second as the wound on his head closes a little. He gasps as he regains some sense of self and the pain hits him. He looks at the halfling in front of him, both shocked a bit disdainful. He gathers himself and nods his thanks not even trying to speak.
The elf quickly puts his hand behind his back like everyone else when he hears that some one is coming. Blanche didn't even bother to take them from behind her back.
Several seconds later you can all hear a keys and someone opening the lock giving access to a small trap at the bottom of the cart near you feet.
A wooden platter with something resembling food slides inside and you see the clawed hand of a creature fast retreating. It laughs at the cruel joke of proposing food to bound prisoners.
For all:
I ll let you decide what you do before continuing. The trap door is open but to smal for any of you to go through and the main door is locked. If no one attempts anything the creature closes the trap and leaves the barn.
Mordyn will look around to figure out how many people there are around, aside from the ones in the wagon. Just a quick head count to see if perhaps they could be overpowered.
Asharael's stomach growls loudly, aching for the disgusting looking food that has been placed before him. He is too distracted by the longing for it to try to reach for the clawed hand.
Leshanna nearly curses out loud as one of the other captives reaches for the hand. What does he expect to do if he manages to grab it? Can't pull the hand's owner through into the cage, can't get out through the small hole, can't silence the hand's owner in any meaningful way. She looks towards the cage door, trying to figure out if she can break it down.
Ruby hides his freed hands along with the others, but as someone reaches for the hand coming through the trapdoor, he shoots them a look of panic and reaches for the sharp piece of metal hidden away in his boot.
Bitter Ashes grabs Mordyn's wrist just in time. They stare at each other for a second and everyone else stops breathing for that second.
Through the holes you can see that there is no one else in the barn but they may be outside keeping guard for all you know. Of the Husk you have seen nothing since you arrived.
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(How much food is in front of us?)
Asharael looks up at the quick motion, surprised. He whispers, "We need to have a plan before we start snatching anything. We only get one attempt at any escape."
Ashareal starts to look around for any potential ways out of the cart. 3
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Salazar - Human Warlock of the Fiend (1) - The Lucarcian Incident
Shepherd Torrent Brallern Water Genasi Druid (1) - Ekuepool
Celeste Belle - Air Genasi Mutant Blood Hunter (1) - Old West
“I can distract them if we need to.” Mordyn holds his hand out, from which one small orb of light forms. It rises to the top so the light can’t be seen from outside. “I can make four of these at a time, so it might be useful.”
Ruby eyes the orb of light curiously. "Handy, that. If we can scrounge up something thin and sharp, I might be able to pick the lock. It's a long shot, but unless we can find a way to get our hands on the keys, I don't see another way of getting out of here."
Thee is food for 5 people in the tray. If touched they will know one of you is unbound.
À quick servay of the inside of the cart doesn't reveal much to Asharael. Aside from the trap where the food was given there is a lock on the outside of the back door and only entrance inside. It will be hard to pick that lock but with some help it might be feasible. Small holes have been made at eye level for the prisoner to see what awaits then.
You feet are bound together by a single chain going through metal rings hammered into the floor. Your hands where just bound by rope. (You are free of both but have kept the illusion for now)
The floor is made of plancks of wood.
The elf looks at you all and whispers Ina tilted sing song voice, "If we get out of here I can get us to friends." he seems relieved to find his voice.
After everyone has seen the light (just give people a chance to respond to it), Mordyn will drop the concentration. The light just blinks out of existence.
He continues to whisper. “If we’re going to be here a while, we might as well get acquainted. What are your names?”
"Someone is coming..." Leshanna informs the others as she hears the sound of footsteps coming their way.
Con save: 24
Perception: 10
Mordyn whispers quickly, “Hiding will do us no good, pretend you’re still restrained.” And then he puts his hands behind his back.
The halfling follows Mordyn's lead and puts his hands behind his back again, trying to hold his bonds somewhat in place and turning them away from anyone approaching.
With a shrug Leshanna does the same.
Exaustion check 14 Spoiler check 18
Bitter Ashes will turn with his hands behind his back, making sure the bonds are hidden.
OCC What are the bonds made of?
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
The elf's eyes focus for a second as the wound on his head closes a little. He gasps as he regains some sense of self and the pain hits him. He looks at the halfling in front of him, both shocked a bit disdainful. He gathers himself and nods his thanks not even trying to speak.
The elf quickly puts his hand behind his back like everyone else when he hears that some one is coming. Blanche didn't even bother to take them from behind her back.
Several seconds later you can all hear a keys and someone opening the lock giving access to a small trap at the bottom of the cart near you feet.
A wooden platter with something resembling food slides inside and you see the clawed hand of a creature fast retreating. It laughs at the cruel joke of proposing food to bound prisoners.
For all:
I ll let you decide what you do before continuing. The trap door is open but to smal for any of you to go through and the main door is locked. If no one attempts anything the creature closes the trap and leaves the barn.
Mordyn will look around to figure out how many people there are around, aside from the ones in the wagon. Just a quick head count to see if perhaps they could be overpowered.
Asharael Con save 6 Perception (a little late) 6
Asharael's stomach growls loudly, aching for the disgusting looking food that has been placed before him. He is too distracted by the longing for it to try to reach for the clawed hand.
Salazar - Human Warlock of the Fiend (1) - The Lucarcian Incident
Shepherd Torrent Brallern Water Genasi Druid (1) - Ekuepool
Celeste Belle - Air Genasi Mutant Blood Hunter (1) - Old West
DM for A Waterdhavian Heist
My bad. I was under the impression that the wagon had no walls (like Skyrim opening).
In that case, Mordyn will try to reach for the hand.
Dex: 13 (Again, no dex skill proficiencies so the roll applies to all)
Leshanna nearly curses out loud as one of the other captives reaches for the hand. What does he expect to do if he manages to grab it? Can't pull the hand's owner through into the cage, can't get out through the small hole, can't silence the hand's owner in any meaningful way. She looks towards the cage door, trying to figure out if she can break it down.
perception: 4
With a low hiss, Bitter Ashes will try and grab Mordyn's hand before he can touch the clawed thing. DEX 17
Very soft: "We're bound!"
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Con save: 8
Perception check: 2
Ruby hides his freed hands along with the others, but as someone reaches for the hand coming through the trapdoor, he shoots them a look of panic and reaches for the sharp piece of metal hidden away in his boot.
Bitter Ashes grabs Mordyn's wrist just in time. They stare at each other for a second and everyone else stops breathing for that second.
Through the holes you can see that there is no one else in the barn but they may be outside keeping guard for all you know. Of the Husk you have seen nothing since you arrived.
(How much food is in front of us?)
Asharael looks up at the quick motion, surprised. He whispers, "We need to have a plan before we start snatching anything. We only get one attempt at any escape."
Ashareal starts to look around for any potential ways out of the cart. 3
Salazar - Human Warlock of the Fiend (1) - The Lucarcian Incident
Shepherd Torrent Brallern Water Genasi Druid (1) - Ekuepool
Celeste Belle - Air Genasi Mutant Blood Hunter (1) - Old West
DM for A Waterdhavian Heist
“I can distract them if we need to.” Mordyn holds his hand out, from which one small orb of light forms. It rises to the top so the light can’t be seen from outside. “I can make four of these at a time, so it might be useful.”
Ruby eyes the orb of light curiously. "Handy, that. If we can scrounge up something thin and sharp, I might be able to pick the lock. It's a long shot, but unless we can find a way to get our hands on the keys, I don't see another way of getting out of here."
Thee is food for 5 people in the tray. If touched they will know one of you is unbound.
À quick servay of the inside of the cart doesn't reveal much to Asharael. Aside from the trap where the food was given there is a lock on the outside of the back door and only entrance inside. It will be hard to pick that lock but with some help it might be feasible. Small holes have been made at eye level for the prisoner to see what awaits then.
You feet are bound together by a single chain going through metal rings hammered into the floor. Your hands where just bound by rope. (You are free of both but have kept the illusion for now)
The floor is made of plancks of wood.
The elf looks at you all and whispers Ina tilted sing song voice, "If we get out of here I can get us to friends." he seems relieved to find his voice.
Blanche starts to son silently.
After everyone has seen the light (just give people a chance to respond to it), Mordyn will drop the concentration. The light just blinks out of existence.
He continues to whisper. “If we’re going to be here a while, we might as well get acquainted. What are your names?”
The elf shrugs and answers. "My name is Itharanvan Gloridenralus.... But I go by the name of Ith."