(The dice are making these things happen! lol Game log for the below...)
The area was heavily obscured, it'd practically be impossible to see!
Not long after Mr. Dark reunites with Castor, the other party members start breaking through the barrier of the cloud from varying directions. A retching Auric went back the way he came, mustering the strength to make it to fresh air. He comes out to the east of the cloud. Xeno bravely strides forward towards the source while Scott searches for his way out in the opposite direction. The topaz dragonborn busts out the top (north) as Scott stumbles out the back (south). Then there were some really strange noises coming Mr. Dark's way. Emerging last before him and Castor (west) was Kaemgen and what the man assumed to be a heaving, wriggling Pollux cradled in his muscular arms...
Instead, held tight in Kaemgen's grip was a black-pelted mustelid with a chracteristic white stripe running from its face down to the end of it's fluffy tail. Out of the stinking cloud, light glints off of the needle-like barb pertruding from the tip of its tail and brought attention to claws comparable to those of bears. In Kaemgen's defense, it was as large as a wolf!
Slurp, slurp, slurp... Following Auric's 'bread crumb trail', the real Pollux finally fumbles out of the cloud next to the golden dragonborn. Blaaaarrrrrrrrg...
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“It’s ok… it’s ok,” Kaemgen says around several coughs and gags as he comes out of the gaseous cloud. “I saved Poll…. Errr…”. Finally able to look down into his arms he sees not quite what he was expecting to see. Kaemgen looks around at the others for a moment and then down once more into his arms.
“I will name her Moufette! And I will hug her and let her and squeeze her…” Kaemgen says with a bemused and bewildered look upon his face.
“What?? No reason our lack can’t grow and expand to include those different than us… Right, Moufette?” Kaemgen says, giving the little rascal the aforementioned hug. “Of course I’m right!”
The skunk would return Kaemgen’s bewildered expression, blinking while spoken too. Eyes would widen from the sudden hug but would eventually melt into the embrace. With a little prrrrt, it’d nuzzle into his neck.
Castor would exchange a look of disbelief with Mr. Dark prior to giving Kaemgen a sad puppy look. He’d be dramatic as if he was just disowned.
WHOOSH!
The stinking cloud disperses from a sudden gust of wind.
"Now now, you're still my favorite," Kaemgen would assure Castor as he stopped and put Moufette down.
"You two behave. Play nice," He instructs and reaches over to give Castor some pats and squeezes on the neck. "We need to find Pollux... And the others too, I suppose."
With the air clearing Kaemgen takes a welcome breath of fresh air, even while eyes Castor and Moufette to ensure they don't get into any kind of roughhousing. "Do we know where the others got to?" Kaemgen asks Mr.Dark for he himself hadn't been able to see what was in his own arms, obviously.
"And do we think all this... Stink... really came from that one?" he wonders aloud, giving Moufette a bit of the side-eye.
Regaining his composure as best he can, Auric looks in disbelief at the massive skunk that seems to have been the cause of his rather unfortunate nausea. Moving out behind a few bushes to clean himself off, the unusually pale dragonborn returns the the group and eyes the growing menagerie, though he says nothing for the moment.
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
During this entire exchange, Mr.Dark is pantomiming like a crazy man. He makes repeated motions as if he's sawing off his own head....downward pressing motions as if he wants everyone to sit down, and "wave-off" motions as if he's maybe still trying to clear the air? Finally he hisses as he holds both sides of his head, and points "that way"...and says in the loudest hush voice he can make, "DRAGON RIGHT THERE!!! SHUUUUSSSHHHH".
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What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer? Class.
"She is no dragon, she is a skunk!" Kaemgen insists, looking at Mr.Drunk as if he's drunk. "Can you not tell a dragon from a skunk? And her name is Moufette, if you please..."
Having already spotted the dragon around here once and having no one reacts quickly, Auric wastes no time in moving to the bushes to hide, getting cover between himself and any airborne creatures.
Stealth: 12
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
As Kaemgen insists, the skunk begins to become uneasy. She starts by pawing at the mans feet, trying to get his attention. Then she asserts herself by lifting up on her hind legs and digging a little at knees as if she was demanding to be picked up again. Though this wasn’t a leisurely demand, this was one begging for safety.
THUD!
Something crashes down to the ground behind Kaemgen.
Mr. Dark immediately recognizes it as the frozen ogre. He knew the moment he’d look up, who he’d see.
Hovering in the sky above Kaemgen, Xeno and Pollux, is none other than the blue eyes white dragon with his piercing gazed settled upon Kaemgen.
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Mr.Dark puts his hands out to either side, a resigned expression on his face, then motions towards the dragon in a "what did i tell you?" sort of way. Then he abruptly sprints for cover.
He'll try and get out of the way of any fire and/or ice or whatever other sort of death may be expelled from the creatures mouth, trying to get behind a nice big tree. He'll whip out his crossbow, fire twice at the thing, then take full cover behind the tree, crouching down a bit to make himself shorter.
Initiative?? : 13
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"There, there," Kaemgen says, reaching down to scratch Moufette behind the ears. "What's go you so riled..."
THUD!
Kaemgen pivots toward the sound immediately and spots the freeze dried ogre. Kaemgen falls into a Rage even before sees the white terror, hands immediately going for his weapons. "Come! If you dare..." he sneers.
(I'll also assume initiative - 8 with Bonus Action Rage coming before or after as you see fit...)
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The moment the ear scratching stops, Moufette huffs. She was 'ignored', not having been picked up. But there was no avoiding a fight when Kaemgen would goad the beast.
Initiative M ST:11 M:18
The scales of the wyrmling white dragon glistens pure white as it hovers. These snacks didn't even try to bargain. They grin.
"Fool."
Initiative YoungD:11
Pollux looks up from his own puke snack pile. His eyes go wide as they finally come to register the dragon Kaegen just made friends with.
Initiative P:10
Castor remains in the shadows, diligent at Mr. Dark's side. He too was taking advantage of the cover for now.
((How high is the dragon hovering? I am kind of assuming above the trees and thus out of melee range?))
"Great worm?" Kaemgen scoffs. "More like great chicken..." Kaemgen backs into the foliage, looking to gain enough cover so that the beast would need to land to attack.
"The hunt is on! Unless you are going to just fly away and enshrine your title..." As he backs up into the cover of the trees Kaemgen also signals the beasts to do so as well.
((If within melee range, Kaemgen just rushes at it and swings and swings and swings. Let me know and I'll make the rolls.))
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Auric:
From his hiding spot, Auric favors the white dragon with his own “Wrath of the Dragon”—an Eldritch Blast!
He then scurries off to the side away from the others and tries to get a sturdy tree between himself and the ferocious beast (as well as making it harder for the dragon to get them all with its breath weapon).
(The dice are making these things happen! lol Game log for the below...)
The area was heavily obscured, it'd practically be impossible to see!
Not long after Mr. Dark reunites with Castor, the other party members start breaking through the barrier of the cloud from varying directions. A retching Auric went back the way he came, mustering the strength to make it to fresh air. He comes out to the east of the cloud. Xeno bravely strides forward towards the source while Scott searches for his way out in the opposite direction. The topaz dragonborn busts out the top (north) as Scott stumbles out the back (south). Then there were some really strange noises coming Mr. Dark's way. Emerging last before him and Castor (west) was Kaemgen and what the man assumed to be a heaving, wriggling Pollux cradled in his muscular arms...
Instead, held tight in Kaemgen's grip was a black-pelted mustelid with a chracteristic white stripe running from its face down to the end of it's fluffy tail. Out of the stinking cloud, light glints off of the needle-like barb pertruding from the tip of its tail and brought attention to claws comparable to those of bears. In Kaemgen's defense, it was as large as a wolf!
Slurp, slurp, slurp... Following Auric's 'bread crumb trail', the real Pollux finally fumbles out of the cloud next to the golden dragonborn. Blaaaarrrrrrrrg...
just an unstable unicorn.
“It’s ok… it’s ok,” Kaemgen says around several coughs and gags as he comes out of the gaseous cloud. “I saved Poll…. Errr…”. Finally able to look down into his arms he sees not quite what he was expecting to see. Kaemgen looks around at the others for a moment and then down once more into his arms.
“I will name her Moufette! And I will hug her and let her and squeeze her…” Kaemgen says with a bemused and bewildered look upon his face.
“What?? No reason our lack can’t grow and expand to include those different than us… Right, Moufette?” Kaemgen says, giving the little rascal the aforementioned hug. “Of course I’m right!”
((Animal Handling just for S&Gs…. 6 ))
(lol that was a childhood nickname…)
The skunk would return Kaemgen’s bewildered expression, blinking while spoken too. Eyes would widen from the sudden hug but would eventually melt into the embrace. With a little prrrrt, it’d nuzzle into his neck.
Castor would exchange a look of disbelief with Mr. Dark prior to giving Kaemgen a sad puppy look. He’d be dramatic as if he was just disowned.
WHOOSH!
The stinking cloud disperses from a sudden gust of wind.
just an unstable unicorn.
"Now now, you're still my favorite," Kaemgen would assure Castor as he stopped and put Moufette down.
"You two behave. Play nice," He instructs and reaches over to give Castor some pats and squeezes on the neck. "We need to find Pollux... And the others too, I suppose."
With the air clearing Kaemgen takes a welcome breath of fresh air, even while eyes Castor and Moufette to ensure they don't get into any kind of roughhousing. "Do we know where the others got to?" Kaemgen asks Mr.Dark for he himself hadn't been able to see what was in his own arms, obviously.
"And do we think all this... Stink... really came from that one?" he wonders aloud, giving Moufette a bit of the side-eye.
Auric:
Regaining his composure as best he can, Auric looks in disbelief at the massive skunk that seems to have been the cause of his rather unfortunate nausea. Moving out behind a few bushes to clean himself off, the unusually pale dragonborn returns the the group and eyes the growing menagerie, though he says nothing for the moment.
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
During this entire exchange, Mr.Dark is pantomiming like a crazy man. He makes repeated motions as if he's sawing off his own head....downward pressing motions as if he wants everyone to sit down, and "wave-off" motions as if he's maybe still trying to clear the air? Finally he hisses as he holds both sides of his head, and points "that way"...and says in the loudest hush voice he can make, "DRAGON RIGHT THERE!!! SHUUUUSSSHHHH".
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Understanding the intent of Dark’s hushed whispered warnings Scott quickly goes prone of the ground as quietly as he can so as not to draw attention.
Acrobatics (gracefully… or not?): 22
Stealth (quietly or not?): 25
"She is no dragon, she is a skunk!" Kaemgen insists, looking at Mr.Drunk as if he's drunk. "Can you not tell a dragon from a skunk? And her name is Moufette, if you please..."
Auric:
Having already spotted the dragon around here once and having no one reacts quickly, Auric wastes no time in moving to the bushes to hide, getting cover between himself and any airborne creatures.
Stealth: 12
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
As Kaemgen insists, the skunk begins to become uneasy. She starts by pawing at the mans feet, trying to get his attention. Then she asserts herself by lifting up on her hind legs and digging a little at knees as if she was demanding to be picked up again. Though this wasn’t a leisurely demand, this was one begging for safety.
THUD!
Something crashes down to the ground behind Kaemgen.
Mr. Dark immediately recognizes it as the frozen ogre. He knew the moment he’d look up, who he’d see.
Hovering in the sky above Kaemgen, Xeno and Pollux, is none other than the blue eyes white dragon with his piercing gazed settled upon Kaemgen.
just an unstable unicorn.
Mr.Dark puts his hands out to either side, a resigned expression on his face, then motions towards the dragon in a "what did i tell you?" sort of way. Then he abruptly sprints for cover.
He'll try and get out of the way of any fire and/or ice or whatever other sort of death may be expelled from the creatures mouth, trying to get behind a nice big tree. He'll whip out his crossbow, fire twice at the thing, then take full cover behind the tree, crouching down a bit to make himself shorter.
Initiative?? : 13
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
"There, there," Kaemgen says, reaching down to scratch Moufette behind the ears. "What's go you so riled..."
THUD!
Kaemgen pivots toward the sound immediately and spots the freeze dried ogre. Kaemgen falls into a Rage even before sees the white terror, hands immediately going for his weapons. "Come! If you dare..." he sneers.
(I'll also assume initiative - 8 with Bonus Action Rage coming before or after as you see fit...)
Auric's Initiative, if needed: 13
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Xenophon:10
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Initiative: 19
The moment the ear scratching stops, Moufette huffs. She was 'ignored', not having been picked up. But there was no avoiding a fight when Kaemgen would goad the beast.
Initiative
M ST: 11
M: 18
The scales of the wyrmling white dragon glistens pure white as it hovers. These snacks didn't even try to bargain. They grin.
"Fool."
Initiative
YoungD: 11
Pollux looks up from his own
pukesnack pile. His eyes go wide as they finally come to register the dragon Kaegen just made friends with.Initiative
P: 10
Castor remains in the shadows, diligent at Mr. Dark's side. He too was taking advantage of the cover for now.
Initiative
C: 16
just an unstable unicorn.
Initiative
Scott | Auric | Xeno | Kaemgen | Mr. Dark | Pollux | YoungD | Castor | Moufette
Roll Call: Scott, Auric, Xeno, Kaemgen and Dark
just an unstable unicorn.
((How high is the dragon hovering? I am kind of assuming above the trees and thus out of melee range?))
"Great worm?" Kaemgen scoffs. "More like great chicken..." Kaemgen backs into the foliage, looking to gain enough cover so that the beast would need to land to attack.
"The hunt is on! Unless you are going to just fly away and enshrine your title..." As he backs up into the cover of the trees Kaemgen also signals the beasts to do so as well.
((If within melee range, Kaemgen just rushes at it and swings and swings and swings. Let me know and I'll make the rolls.))
(40ft)
just an unstable unicorn.
Auric:
From his hiding spot, Auric favors the white dragon with his own “Wrath of the Dragon”—an Eldritch Blast!
He then scurries off to the side away from the others and tries to get a sturdy tree between himself and the ferocious beast (as well as making it harder for the dragon to get them all with its breath weapon).
Eldritch Blast (Agonizing, Repelling): Attack: 10 Damage: 11
Advantage if he was actually hidden before: 15
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"