Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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Three of the small creatures shoot awake and leap to their feet, the nearest responds first in Goblin, then Orc then Giant, then finally in Common.
" What you want? Not Trolls.....shiny woman...."
" Help? What is help?"
Tannin looks at Tzedaka questionably then mentally says "How are, we supposed to help these creatures?"
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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
she smiles and stays calm, looking at them with her golden colored eyes. “I don’t like Trools”
“Ve are sorry to vake you”
”Vhy are you all chere, alone?”
(If she can telepathically think back, to Tannin “can you speak draconian or with your mind.
They may have lost their god. A statue of gold They may not be enemies now.”
She grabs a bit of bread in the shape of a magic wand slowly from her bag, (ooc inside joke)
“Dis is good to eat. Dey call it bread stick”
she”ll take a bite, showing it is not bad, and slowly offer it to them.
Leigh: "I left my village to explore the world, see what wonders the animal kingdom has to offer. To observe and protect. I thought I would be stopping poachers, not caged myself. Learnt the hard way that travelling alone is madness and there are evils abound that I had never conceived."
Enwynn glances over at the last sentence's conclusion and nods in silent and solemn agreement.
Tsedaka: "Eenwynn, may I see de box and string?"
Enwynn nods and moves out of the way as she says "The box itself is at best a cover, not a container." then glances to the figure lying on the bench as she adds "Perhaps we should be hiding her in plain sight as a statue?"
The elf watches Banzo's experiment with trepidation, then offers "'A heavy object needs something like wings to lift it into the air. Bigger than these ones, but something like them to catch the wind." as she pats the donated feathers of her circlet's wings.
She adds "There was a name spoken before by one of the robed humans. I am unsure of its exact translation, but 'Eternal Flame' or 'Unextinguishable Fire' is roughly what it means. I do not know if they were speaking of a person, a creature or even of the mountain itself."
Tsedaka: "Der is always light fighting darkness,"
Enwynn smiles in agreement, a smile wide enough that her teeth reflect fleetingly in the light.
When the door opens...
Enwynn watches quietly, prepared to deal with trouble, but hoping that there is a way it can be resolved without resorting to wolves again.
(to Enwynn) "Yeah, I had little hope but wanted to rule it out due to the unknown nature of magic."
(to everyone/those conversing with the troglodytes) "At least they don't think we're trolls, that's something I guess."
Banzo watches the little creatures for any signs of agitation.
" We brought here. We making big temple under old ruin but these people come and say they have better temple for us. So we go with....but Trolls took our God. When we stab them for blasphemy they squash....so we wait here for God to come back."
The nearest Troglodyte moved closer to her, sniffing her then the bread, " Sacrament? You worship Goddess of Balance?"
It reached out gingerly and took the bread stick, it began speaking then looked back at her and switched to Common again, " This one offers peace between our Gods. What say the Illuminated?"
There is a mumbled seemingly agreeable chorus in Goblin and some shrugs.
" You submit to Run of Arrow? Or Share Dance? Or Something Else?"
Tzedaka smile. “Yes, I am with the goddess of balance, motter.” She shows them her scale on her shield and cloak.
”dees are my friends. De Trools keeled all priests of balance but de Cheroes of Chalice saved me. May we approach and share of dance?”
“Den, I can ask moter if she can give you Justice for vat de Trools and Zagor have done to your people.”
(Pending them being more relaxed)
”Come Heroes of Chalice”
She gestures for the group to slowly approach.
Banzo ambles slowly closer showing his empty hands.
"Did the nasty trolls come here and steal your god?"
"Do you know where the nasty trolls are now or what direction they went?"
Tzedaka looks at Banzo,
”I tink these peoples (indigenous) may haf shared dis mountain with de dwarves of redweed and perhaps de dragon long ago.
she looks back at the little guys
first in abyssal, then common
”vere is your old ruin?”
"Are there trolls there now? If you help us find our way around this mountain then we will help get your god back."
Looking around at the other members of his party Banzo offers an idea.
"It wouldn't hurt to have guides of a sort."
The small creature examined Tzedaka for a few moments, " Dance your Gods Dance."
All the creatures were awake now and were staring at the Heroes expectantly, many of those at the top of the rubble pile had drawn small bows from crevices in the rocks and were putting arrows to the strings.
" Trolls come from both directions, took God that way, ", pointing to the door you haven't entered yet.
" Old Ruin is south of Fang, we are third generation since our folk brought from Khul."
" Trolls that way.", pointing the way you had just come from.
" River that way.", pointing to the door beyond them.
" We do not go near river...too many mouths."
"Ah, de river is where the ferry man is. Your family has been chere a long time."
She looks at Tannin, "I have never danced before."
"I vill do a dance for you, but who vill do a dance for us to halp signify our friendship?"
The little beautiful woman smiles, getting an idea at last.
She begins to move, swaying right, then left, then up, then down, going from Trog to trog and engaging them in eye contact. (Like a scale tipping back and forth)
As she moves, she starts performing some sort of ritual, hitting her shield (the holy symbol: scales of justice imprinted on the front) in a rhythmic pattern. Her voice projects like that of a seasoned performer, the acoustics of the room creating a good effect,, quite loud for such a small person. (Thaumaturgy for special effects, which seem to come quite natural to her with very little effort) While she taps, there is a sound of thunder, no... of rocks moving, water dripping, the floor shaking. De duuu, de duuh de duuh.... The beat continues as she chants and sways. Then an intense bright light surrounds her (Word of radiance, no damage to any in area of effect) and dissipates.
“The Heroes of Chalice went to dwarven caves. Friends fought great creature of rock and flesh, claws and fangs.
They showed determination, faith, each faced great pain.
None did fight for wealth or fame, but to save Allansia from bane.”
They found a group, a chaos gang.
Cruel souls intent on their own gain.
Through sneaking, fighting, and one submission.
All of them perished, but one, forgiven.
Then in the mountain of Firetop name
A dead man spoke and answers came.
Prisoners killed, parts used for power
New friends found, trolls wolves devoured
And now we find the Trogs of olde
The trolls were cruel, taking god of gold
Will Libra’s balance bring justice to their door
Or will they betray heroes, and be no more.
Then all is quite once again as the song and dance ends and the echoes subside.
She looks to the trogs for their response. (ready for either option, but smiles
( Give me two Performance checks)
Enwynn attempts to become a shadow to Tsedaka, silently following her movements but a step to the left behind her.
OOC: D20 roll for Enwynn, no Performance skill 13
(Hoping for advantage for special effects:)
performance
11
5
First role is a crit
if allowed will roll second roll with the help
20