Sivir looks back along the tunnel. "Well, I'm not a huge fan of staying here as it feels like something has been pursuing us. However, if you feel it necessary, then we can stay, but we should be very cautious."
OOC: yes but we never ate and the mage has the same old spells in her head. if there undead to be fought her sleep spell is useless. As far as the eating part thats just me roleplaying her but the spells should be moved around a bit given what we now know.
Sivir looks quizzically at the glowing spider on his shoulder and then at each of the other magically inclined individuals in the group before finally resting his gaze on Tulip. He gives her a patient smile and shrugs as he settles into rest for the evening, rousing for his watch.
Upon waking, Sivir prepares his spells for the day. "If you could all spare me ten minutes, I'd like to prepare a spell just to start us off for the day. Hopefully, if any spiders have approached us during the evening, I'll be able to detect them." He then settles himself and ritually casts Detect Poison and Disease to aid him in the start of their journey at least. Once done, he stands and nods to everyone, "I am ready now, thank you."
(OOC - basically using it to hopefully detect any near spiders for the first 10 minutes of our journey. And can recast every now and then if need be.)
Kronk stands up and stretches, 'snap, pop, crack', his joints sound a bit like drunken shrimp having a party. "Argh, it would do a body most marvelously if feather beds were provided by the management." He blinks, looks surprised. "Whot did Oi say?" He frowns, girds himself with a belly felt grunt. "Readies fer bugs, bes I; Mama Chan you bes too?" He glaces around at his other companions, "Spider guts nae 'ave livers," he adds in a quite matter of fact tone.
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Looking around I see the others making ready to leave and make myself ready chatting to myself and mostly Dennis as I do so,
"You know I've always wondered, do spiders fart? I mean they eat, so they have to poop and thus it follows that spider farts are possible. I wonder what a spider fart smells like?"
Kronk looks at Tulip, a puzzled expression on his face, though interpreting his 'face' could prove a bit challenging due to its rather complex and horrid structure. "You bes smell wanting spider fart?? Jus stick nose butt end 'n squishing Kronk does for you."
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Elrodin, who has been awake the entire time, only spending a few hours in his Elven Trance mediation, stands and throws on his long leather coat. He adjusts some of his armor and weapons, just going through an automated check of all his stuff.
He nods at Sivir's request, and once the half-elf stands, approaches him. "... Anything registering?" the High Elf asks in a polite and calm tone.
Once the party is ready to depart, Elrodin will keep his wits sharp as they decide what to do with the webs.
Kronk thumps down, “Resting wes being now?”
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Sivir looks back along the tunnel. "Well, I'm not a huge fan of staying here as it feels like something has been pursuing us. However, if you feel it necessary, then we can stay, but we should be very cautious."
(is a long rest the consensus?)
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Mamma Chan is for it.
OOC: yes but we never ate and the mage has the same old spells in her head. if there undead to be fought her sleep spell is useless. As far as the eating part thats just me roleplaying her but the spells should be moved around a bit given what we now know.
I sit down next to Dennis and pull out a snack.
"Watch this." I give Dennis a wink and cast minor illusion. (I would like to make a luminous pink spider appear on Sivirs shoulder).
Dennis looks on with approval.
P.s. Not modding Dennis, this is just Tulips anthropomorphic imaginings
DM - Caves of the Kobold Slave Masters
(Denis thinks you are the epitome of magical ability)
Luck roll (a house rule that decides how lucky you are depending on the roll of a percentile dice): 89
you have an uneventful rest beside the wall of webs
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
OOC:Uneventful Long Rest?
(; yup)
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Long rest
Casting Mage Armor
Divination rolls 11 11
1
15
OOC: Let's Rock!
Sivir looks quizzically at the glowing spider on his shoulder and then at each of the other magically inclined individuals in the group before finally resting his gaze on Tulip. He gives her a patient smile and shrugs as he settles into rest for the evening, rousing for his watch.
Upon waking, Sivir prepares his spells for the day. "If you could all spare me ten minutes, I'd like to prepare a spell just to start us off for the day. Hopefully, if any spiders have approached us during the evening, I'll be able to detect them." He then settles himself and ritually casts Detect Poison and Disease to aid him in the start of their journey at least. Once done, he stands and nods to everyone, "I am ready now, thank you."
(OOC - basically using it to hopefully detect any near spiders for the first 10 minutes of our journey. And can recast every now and then if need be.)
Kronk stands up and stretches, 'snap, pop, crack', his joints sound a bit like drunken shrimp having a party. "Argh, it would do a body most marvelously if feather beds were provided by the management." He blinks, looks surprised. "Whot did Oi say?" He frowns, girds himself with a belly felt grunt. "Readies fer bugs, bes I; Mama Chan you bes too?" He glaces around at his other companions, "Spider guts nae 'ave livers," he adds in a quite matter of fact tone.
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
I yawn and open my eyes.
"Morning Dennis, did I miss anything?"
Looking around I see the others making ready to leave and make myself ready chatting to myself and mostly Dennis as I do so,
"You know I've always wondered, do spiders fart? I mean they eat, so they have to poop and thus it follows that spider farts are possible. I wonder what a spider fart smells like?"
DM - Caves of the Kobold Slave Masters
Kronk looks at Tulip, a puzzled expression on his face, though interpreting his 'face' could prove a bit challenging due to its rather complex and horrid structure. "You bes smell wanting spider fart?? Jus stick nose butt end 'n squishing Kronk does for you."
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Elrodin, who has been awake the entire time, only spending a few hours in his Elven Trance mediation, stands and throws on his long leather coat. He adjusts some of his armor and weapons, just going through an automated check of all his stuff.
He nods at Sivir's request, and once the half-elf stands, approaches him. "... Anything registering?" the High Elf asks in a polite and calm tone.
Once the party is ready to depart, Elrodin will keep his wits sharp as they decide what to do with the webs.
Perception: 9 (passive: 12)
(sivir, absolutely amazing idea, take inspiration for creativity.)
Sivir, at the moment you sense nothing, but you feel a faint aura of poison on the webs.
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
OOC: Hear, Hear!