The moment Jirel heard the clang of the crown hit the floor, she’d snap too. Within two strides she’d be next to Rose looking her over quickly before glancing for a threat. Jirel would relax slightly when Rose would confess she was startled by a vision, but her honeyed eyes would still show concern over the nature of what Rose saw. The goliath would gently place both hands on the side of each of Rose’s shoulders. She’d inhale a breath to encourage Rose to take a moment to breathe with her if she needed that time to relax. A hint of an encouraging smile would tug at the corner of her lip. “You okay?” She’d ask softly.
Zaf canted his head to the side at the name, but hadn't refuted the title. That said, when offered a glass from Jasun's mini horde of the stuff, the owl aarakocra politely refused as usual. "Huh... I cannot say I quite expected that to be what follows. But, I suppose that is old magic for you." He chirped. "But, I don't expect, assuming we're talking about the same creature, that they will just give us there head. So, once we leave, I would suggest finding some place else to rest for a night. Some place far from the reaches of this crumbling ruins."
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Rose would pale at the thought of needing to actually sever a man's head when Sera suggests it was something they would most likely need to do. She could fight monsters and bad guys but she never made a point to dismember them. It was... way out of her comfort zones. Of course, she wouldn't be the one to do it, but to have that duty be brought upon the others (most likely Sera or Jirel) sickens her.
When she feels Jirel's hands on her shoulders, her eyes would flicker back up to meet the barbarians gaze. With the smile of reassurance, the cleric finds herself able to ease her nerves easier than before. "I... I'm okay now," The firbolg flashes a sweet smile to Jirel, a hand going to cup the top of her palms. "Promise. Thank you..."
Hearing Zaf's suggestion, the cleric nods. "Y-yes, we should... I want to take a good look over everyone's wounds, just in case..." She trails off as she sees Sera pick up the crown, worried if she might get the flash of a vision in her mind just as she had.
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Rose releases a sigh of relief when Sera notifies her of her not getting the vision. "That's good... I wouldn't want anyone else to see that... But we should definitely rest. I-I think we got every creature in this place so maybe we could rest here for the night?" She suggests.
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Jirel would nod softly, relieved to hear that Rose was okay. Her body language would relax at her touch with a return of a slight smile. The goliath would look to Sera, glad to hear she was able to safely handle the crown. "Maybe just stick to flower crowns." Jirel would jest gently to Rose before going to do one last sweep of the area. Once clear, she'd nod once again in agreement for everyone to rest safely.
Zaf looked about the building warily, not at all seeming entirely convinced at the notion of safety. Yet, if others are in agreement, the Owl Aarakocra went along without a word of compliant. He would however be huddled up as reasonable nearby Rose and Jirel and/or Seraphina this night if at all possible, and sitting up at that. An uncomfortable means of resting for most. But for him, a monk, marginally less so.
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You all go to sleep and the next morning you return to Mametqul's tent, crown in hand, ready to carry out this gruesome task. However, as you arrive at his tent, Mametqul draws his falchion upon seeing that you have Queen Bremagyr's crown and the women accompanying him change, now assuming the forms of 10-foot tall bipedal lionesses with black fur.
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
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Zafnitiative: 22.
"I take it that you've either received the same vision, or expected this... and for what it matters, I do apologize. But, it is what needs to be done."Zaf states as quarterstaff is twirled until feet are planted into a more firm defensive stance.
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Feeling invigorated after a good long rest, Jirel felt herself again, as if all her strength returned full force. She was fresh and ready to go. Brandishing her battle axe, the blonde would roll her shoulders back in preparation for her first strike.
BA: Rage
The barbarian will kick off, charging straight for the centre of the crowd. She’d lash out at the center most target.
(All attacks not on Jirel are at DA using her Burr rage.)
The jingling of ice in a glass signifies it was time for another drink. Jasun poured and enjoyed it, waiting for the others.
The moment Jirel heard the clang of the crown hit the floor, she’d snap too. Within two strides she’d be next to Rose looking her over quickly before glancing for a threat. Jirel would relax slightly when Rose would confess she was startled by a vision, but her honeyed eyes would still show concern over the nature of what Rose saw. The goliath would gently place both hands on the side of each of Rose’s shoulders. She’d inhale a breath to encourage Rose to take a moment to breathe with her if she needed that time to relax. A hint of an encouraging smile would tug at the corner of her lip. “You okay?” She’d ask softly.
Glancing to Sera, Jirel would nod.
just an unstable unicorn.
Zaf canted his head to the side at the name, but hadn't refuted the title. That said, when offered a glass from Jasun's mini horde of the stuff, the owl aarakocra politely refused as usual. "Huh... I cannot say I quite expected that to be what follows. But, I suppose that is old magic for you." He chirped. "But, I don't expect, assuming we're talking about the same creature, that they will just give us there head. So, once we leave, I would suggest finding some place else to rest for a night. Some place far from the reaches of this crumbling ruins."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Sera cautiously picks up the crown, steeling herself against a potential fun death vision as she moves to slip it into her bag.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Rose would pale at the thought of needing to actually sever a man's head when Sera suggests it was something they would most likely need to do. She could fight monsters and bad guys but she never made a point to dismember them. It was... way out of her comfort zones. Of course, she wouldn't be the one to do it, but to have that duty be brought upon the others (most likely Sera or Jirel) sickens her.
When she feels Jirel's hands on her shoulders, her eyes would flicker back up to meet the barbarians gaze. With the smile of reassurance, the cleric finds herself able to ease her nerves easier than before. "I... I'm okay now," The firbolg flashes a sweet smile to Jirel, a hand going to cup the top of her palms. "Promise. Thank you..."
Hearing Zaf's suggestion, the cleric nods. "Y-yes, we should... I want to take a good look over everyone's wounds, just in case..." She trails off as she sees Sera pick up the crown, worried if she might get the flash of a vision in her mind just as she had.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Seraphina does not see a vision when she picks up the crown. It appears that Baba Yaga's message was a one-time thing.
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Sera tosses Rose a thumbs up. "All good here." She slips the crown into her bag.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Rose releases a sigh of relief when Sera notifies her of her not getting the vision. "That's good... I wouldn't want anyone else to see that... But we should definitely rest. I-I think we got every creature in this place so maybe we could rest here for the night?" She suggests.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Jirel would nod softly, relieved to hear that Rose was okay. Her body language would relax at her touch with a return of a slight smile. The goliath would look to Sera, glad to hear she was able to safely handle the crown. "Maybe just stick to flower crowns." Jirel would jest gently to Rose before going to do one last sweep of the area. Once clear, she'd nod once again in agreement for everyone to rest safely.
just an unstable unicorn.
Zaf looked about the building warily, not at all seeming entirely convinced at the notion of safety. Yet, if others are in agreement, the Owl Aarakocra went along without a word of compliant. He would however be huddled up as reasonable nearby Rose and Jirel and/or Seraphina this night if at all possible, and sitting up at that. An uncomfortable means of resting for most. But for him, a monk, marginally less so.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
You all go to sleep and the next morning you return to Mametqul's tent, crown in hand, ready to carry out this gruesome task. However, as you arrive at his tent, Mametqul draws his falchion upon seeing that you have Queen Bremagyr's crown and the women accompanying him change, now assuming the forms of 10-foot tall bipedal lionesses with black fur.
Roll for initiative.
Mametqul:22
Shira1:8
Shira2:11
Shira3:25
Oh **** I forgot Nadya:20
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Welp: 1
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
3
Waking up from a lap nap: 22
just an unstable unicorn.
Energizer Bunny! 10
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Zafnitiative: 22.
"I take it that you've either received the same vision, or expected this... and for what it matters, I do apologize. But, it is what needs to be done." Zaf states as quarterstaff is twirled until feet are planted into a more firm defensive stance.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Jirel(22),Mametqul(22)(260),Zaf(19),Shira1(18)(170),Shira2(17)(170),Jasun(12),Rose(10),Shira3(8)(170),Nadya(7),Seraphina(SometimeNextWeek)
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Feeling invigorated after a good long rest, Jirel felt herself again, as if all her strength returned full force. She was fresh and ready to go. Brandishing her battle axe, the blonde would roll her shoulders back in preparation for her first strike.
BA: Rage
The barbarian will kick off, charging straight for the centre of the crowd. She’d lash out at the center most target.
(All attacks not on Jirel are at DA using her Burr rage.)
Attack 1: 23 Damage: 20
Attack 2: 25 Damage: 12
just an unstable unicorn.
Jirel(22),Mametqul(22)(260),Zaf(19),Shira1(18)(170),Shira2(17)(170),Jasun(12),Rose(10),Shira3(8)(170),Nadya(7),Seraphina(SometimeNextWeek)
Mametqul points his finger at Jirel, who begins to feel her body shifting! Make a DC19 Wisdom Save or Polymorph into a cat.
Jirel(22),Mametqul(22)(247),Zaf(19),Shira1(18)(170),Shira2(17)(170),Jasun(12),Rose(10),Shira3(8)(170),Nadya(7),Seraphina(SometimeNextWeek)
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Wis: 11
Jirel shrinks into a blonde kitty with a big axe at her paws. "Mew."
just an unstable unicorn.