"I can take care of myself," Esmerelda responds telepathically, "I'll reach out if anything comes up." Turning back to the rest of the group she continues, "Well I suppose we have the rest of the evening to ourselves then. If you had any plans, I could accompany you, or perhaps an evening on the town would be a nice hurrah before we left in the morning?"
(OOC: The distance for Psychic Whispers is 1 mile. Just let me know if Ronaldo moves farther than that.)
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kyrian says nothing, but he does wait in case there is any trouble. Under his breath he mutters to himself "Since when are there so many disagreeable dragons in taverns?"
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“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Kyrian says nothing, but he does wait in case there is any trouble. Under his breath he mutters to himself "Since when are there so many disagreeable dragons in taverns?"
Fraty glances between you and the Gray dragon in the tavern. Then her eyes shift past you and seem to get brighter. She pushes past you and moves towards the Mercury dragon and Honor.
"Emmy!" What are you doing around these parts. "Thought you were off doing something with humans..." She gives the Mercury a big hug. Emmy returns the hug and then smiles at Fraty.
"Fraty, I think you being here is a bit wierd myself." Emmy says. "Hey, is that person stealing that bottle?" She then has her attention caught by a butterfly going by. "Have you heard of Silver daggers?" She asks though, turning back to the other dragon. "I mean, we all have heard of silver daggers, but did you know there is a group of mercenaries calling themselves that? Though I also know a man in Waterdeep that calls his man parts a silver dagger, though it is not silver, I checked."
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Nadariel keeps watching after his dragon, before he realises that half the people already departed to spend the night in town. He says his goodbyes or the night to the captain and tries to follow the other dragonlords to what hopefully turns out to be a bar.
Esmerelda nods to the elf and the cinder skinned one before extending her arm to the purple tiefling that had originally doubted her and asking, "Care to join us? Or do you have other business to attend to?"
If Leto joins them, she will motion to walk in Leto's arm, otherwise she will take the arm of anyone who offers.
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kierro returns to the main group, he had been off to the side for a moment or two. "Persus won't be able to come with us on the next leg of the journey; he is, however, talking to some of his colleagues - the other knights of the Watchers here in Neverwinter, and potentially finding us help that way."
"As to this evening, I'll probably be at the inn later tonight, but I have a few things I want to do in the meantime. Chysen, I'd like to ask for your assistance with that."
With his new companion by his side, Kierro waves to the others as he departs the ship, heading for the part of the city where he met Chysen in his beggar disguise.
"Chysen," Kierro would ask his friend as they made their way to their destination, "You mentioned this part of town having a lot of people in need. I used quite a few spells today, but I have enough to create food for quite a good amount of people. Can you help me distribute that around?"
If agreed to, Kierro and Chysen would find a spot to set up, and the cleric would create food and water. The food (probably bread/dried meat) wouldn't be extravagant, but it would be nourishing. The water would be fresh and clean as well. The two spend much of the night going around and handing it out to those who needed it, and would meet back up later that evening.
Back in the old world, Kierro and those who worked with him would do this regularly, and he also saw it as a way to help after being helped so much on this journey.
Thanking the dragon for his help, the two head to the tavern. Kierro offers to pay for Chysen's room and looks for the other Dragonlords.
((Leto knows more than Kev does, so definitely wouldn’t have suggested just heading off knowing that they hadn’t resuppplied yet. 😉 I was just going ahead, since we were all back on the ship, with what I thought was the next step.))
Leto is happy to get off the ship for the night and enjoy some proper food and drink, and will treat himself, his new dragon companion, and Morgan to whatever they would like at the Inn, including paying for their rooms, ‘companionship’ for the night if Morgan wants it, etc. It’s good to keep the help happy after all.
Seeing Esmerelda hold her arm out, Leto gives her his as well as they walk, saying, “It is good to have another clearly civilized member to the group. Though all of these other faces are familiar to me, even the new hot tempered face, yet you remain a mystery. Where did you get around in our previous lives?”
assuming there will be deception ;) —— insight 25
@DM - Approximately how long has it been since we’ve all awakened into this world?
@Math - just some background. ALL of the dragonlords we’ve met so far, upon waking have been drawn to these magical items. With each of these we’ve found we’ve gained back memories of our past lives in the old world.
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Esmerelda quirks an eyebrow at the comment about civilized members as it had appeared to her that, other than the ashen one, that the rest of the group seemed relatively tame. Although perhaps she there was something she didn't know. As the tiefling begins to ask about previous lives, Esmerelda feigns confusion as she responds, "I didn't know tieflings had recollection of their previous lives. Or even that they had them. It is curious of you to ask about my previous life, as normally a elf of my age would have no memory of their past lives, but when I was a child, I always used to draw. That meant that as I grew, although my memories of my past life began to fade, I still had my childish drawings to look upon. There were quite a few drawings of food in them, so I suppose I must have been some kind of chef or cook. Although I really can't make heads or tails of some of the drawings." Esmerelda then changes the topic, "But how rude of me to ramble on like that!" She exclaims embarrassedly, "I don't even know your name! Mine is Esmerelda and my busy husband is Ronaldo."
Deception: 33 (OOC: Damn! I am rolling really well on this thread...)
(OOC: Esmerelda is talking about elven reincarnation. See here for more information.)
As the majority of you leave the ship, dragons in tow, you see Honor and Kyrian standing outside one of the taverns in a group of taverns.
Getting closer you also sense that two of the people near them are a Mercury dragon and a Chaos dragon. All four of them are looking into the tavern, where a lone woman is holding a drawn rapier, and facing two of the tavern's bouncers. Sinder immediately recognizes his dragon with the drawn rapier.
"I told the one behind the bar there we would pay for it at a later date." Fesyss Snaps at the two bouncers. "You two are making this very hard to do as ordered... I had to either steal this bottle, or set up a deal to pay for it on credit." She jingles her full money pouch. "I have coin, and plenty of it, so just get out of my way."
Naivara stays on the ship, too anxious to go back into town with the others, "They can come," she says to Palvin eventually, "just... keep an eye on them while they're aboard please. Gentleheart should be here soon," she adds, remembering when she feels her near.
Esmerelda keeps a smile on her face as she gently prods the telepathic link between her and Ronaldo before speaking in an icy cold voice through the telepathic link, "There are two more dragons here, and a Chaos and Mercury no less. Unpredictable fools, they have no sense of discipline.Your information was pitiful, but let us hope that everything you do is not so inadequate." She turns back to the situation in front of her, waiting patiently for someone else to make a move.
Leto says "How interesting! I'm Leto Atreus by the way. Please tell me more of your affinity to the dragons..."
Leto at this point believes you're being honest, but also knows you're a dragonlord deep down. So now sees it as a mystery. were you awakened before us? what do you know of your connection to the dragons... etc etc. we don't need to RP all the lies, but basically Esmeralda is a really big mystery to be solved as she's the only dragonlord who seems to not have come from the same group as all the rest.
Ronaldo responds... "A chaos? You expect me to be able to tell when one of those decides to come to town? The Mercury is probably Emmy though, she tends to work out of this area some."
"I can take care of myself," Esmerelda responds telepathically, "I'll reach out if anything comes up." Turning back to the rest of the group she continues, "Well I suppose we have the rest of the evening to ourselves then. If you had any plans, I could accompany you, or perhaps an evening on the town would be a nice hurrah before we left in the morning?"
(OOC: The distance for Psychic Whispers is 1 mile. Just let me know if Ronaldo moves farther than that.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kyrian says nothing, but he does wait in case there is any trouble. Under his breath he mutters to himself "Since when are there so many disagreeable dragons in taverns?"
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Fraty glances between you and the Gray dragon in the tavern. Then her eyes shift past you and seem to get brighter. She pushes past you and moves towards the Mercury dragon and Honor.
"Emmy!" What are you doing around these parts. "Thought you were off doing something with humans..." She gives the Mercury a big hug. Emmy returns the hug and then smiles at Fraty.
"Fraty, I think you being here is a bit wierd myself." Emmy says. "Hey, is that person stealing that bottle?" She then has her attention caught by a butterfly going by. "Have you heard of Silver daggers?" She asks though, turning back to the other dragon. "I mean, we all have heard of silver daggers, but did you know there is a group of mercenaries calling themselves that? Though I also know a man in Waterdeep that calls his man parts a silver dagger, though it is not silver, I checked."
Kyrian looks at Honor "It seems that both dragons have a taste for booze. We should probably stay around them...just in case."
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Latrius sighs.
"Ah, yes. Towns. Definitely the place I’d choose for a relaxing night."
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Nadariel keeps watching after his dragon, before he realises that half the people already departed to spend the night in town. He says his goodbyes or the night to the captain and tries to follow the other dragonlords to what hopefully turns out to be a bar.
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]Esmerelda nods to the elf and the cinder skinned one before extending her arm to the purple tiefling that had originally doubted her and asking, "Care to join us? Or do you have other business to attend to?"
If Leto joins them, she will motion to walk in Leto's arm, otherwise she will take the arm of anyone who offers.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kierro returns to the main group, he had been off to the side for a moment or two. "Persus won't be able to come with us on the next leg of the journey; he is, however, talking to some of his colleagues - the other knights of the Watchers here in Neverwinter, and potentially finding us help that way."
"As to this evening, I'll probably be at the inn later tonight, but I have a few things I want to do in the meantime. Chysen, I'd like to ask for your assistance with that."
With his new companion by his side, Kierro waves to the others as he departs the ship, heading for the part of the city where he met Chysen in his beggar disguise.
"Chysen," Kierro would ask his friend as they made their way to their destination, "You mentioned this part of town having a lot of people in need. I used quite a few spells today, but I have enough to create food for quite a good amount of people. Can you help me distribute that around?"
If agreed to, Kierro and Chysen would find a spot to set up, and the cleric would create food and water. The food (probably bread/dried meat) wouldn't be extravagant, but it would be nourishing. The water would be fresh and clean as well. The two spend much of the night going around and handing it out to those who needed it, and would meet back up later that evening.
Back in the old world, Kierro and those who worked with him would do this regularly, and he also saw it as a way to help after being helped so much on this journey.
Thanking the dragon for his help, the two head to the tavern. Kierro offers to pay for Chysen's room and looks for the other Dragonlords.
((Leto knows more than Kev does, so definitely wouldn’t have suggested just heading off knowing that they hadn’t resuppplied yet. 😉 I was just going ahead, since we were all back on the ship, with what I thought was the next step.))
Leto is happy to get off the ship for the night and enjoy some proper food and drink, and will treat himself, his new dragon companion, and Morgan to whatever they would like at the Inn, including paying for their rooms, ‘companionship’ for the night if Morgan wants it, etc. It’s good to keep the help happy after all.
Seeing Esmerelda hold her arm out, Leto gives her his as well as they walk, saying, “It is good to have another clearly civilized member to the group. Though all of these other faces are familiar to me, even the new hot tempered face, yet you remain a mystery. Where did you get around in our previous lives?”
assuming there will be deception ;) —— insight 25
@DM - Approximately how long has it been since we’ve all awakened into this world?
@Math - just some background. ALL of the dragonlords we’ve met so far, upon waking have been drawn to these magical items. With each of these we’ve found we’ve gained back memories of our past lives in the old world.
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Esmerelda quirks an eyebrow at the comment about civilized members as it had appeared to her that, other than the ashen one, that the rest of the group seemed relatively tame. Although perhaps she there was something she didn't know. As the tiefling begins to ask about previous lives, Esmerelda feigns confusion as she responds, "I didn't know tieflings had recollection of their previous lives. Or even that they had them. It is curious of you to ask about my previous life, as normally a elf of my age would have no memory of their past lives, but when I was a child, I always used to draw. That meant that as I grew, although my memories of my past life began to fade, I still had my childish drawings to look upon. There were quite a few drawings of food in them, so I suppose I must have been some kind of chef or cook. Although I really can't make heads or tails of some of the drawings." Esmerelda then changes the topic, "But how rude of me to ramble on like that!" She exclaims embarrassedly, "I don't even know your name! Mine is Esmerelda and my busy husband is Ronaldo."
Deception: 33
(OOC: Damn! I am rolling really well on this thread...)
(OOC: Esmerelda is talking about elven reincarnation. See here for more information.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
As the majority of you leave the ship, dragons in tow, you see Honor and Kyrian standing outside one of the taverns in a group of taverns.
Getting closer you also sense that two of the people near them are a Mercury dragon and a Chaos dragon. All four of them are looking into the tavern, where a lone woman is holding a drawn rapier, and facing two of the tavern's bouncers. Sinder immediately recognizes his dragon with the drawn rapier.
"I told the one behind the bar there we would pay for it at a later date." Fesyss Snaps at the two bouncers. "You two are making this very hard to do as ordered... I had to either steal this bottle, or set up a deal to pay for it on credit." She jingles her full money pouch. "I have coin, and plenty of it, so just get out of my way."
Naivara stays on the ship, too anxious to go back into town with the others, "They can come," she says to Palvin eventually, "just... keep an eye on them while they're aboard please. Gentleheart should be here soon," she adds, remembering when she feels her near.
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Esmerelda keeps a smile on her face as she gently prods the telepathic link between her and Ronaldo before speaking in an icy cold voice through the telepathic link, "There are two more dragons here, and a Chaos and Mercury no less. Unpredictable fools, they have no sense of discipline. Your information was pitiful, but let us hope that everything you do is not so inadequate." She turns back to the situation in front of her, waiting patiently for someone else to make a move.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Leto says "How interesting! I'm Leto Atreus by the way. Please tell me more of your affinity to the dragons..."
Leto at this point believes you're being honest, but also knows you're a dragonlord deep down. So now sees it as a mystery. were you awakened before us? what do you know of your connection to the dragons... etc etc. we don't need to RP all the lies, but basically Esmeralda is a really big mystery to be solved as she's the only dragonlord who seems to not have come from the same group as all the rest.
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Ronaldo responds... "A chaos? You expect me to be able to tell when one of those decides to come to town? The Mercury is probably Emmy though, she tends to work out of this area some."