Alanis looks around, worried about the injuries many of them have received in the battle.
“If we can find an easy defendable position I think we should rest. These Troglodytes did a number on you guys and I don’t think we have enough healing for everyone.“
While resting Alanis hesitantly approaches Mewcri, her crossbow in hand.
“Um...“ she starts haltingly „I know it is unwieldy compared to your slingshot, but.. ah, it has more range and... and there is a temporary enchantment on it, you see, that will work for today and you could use it when you concentrate on it... ah, sorry.“
She stops her babbling and takes a breath before picking up again, much less flustered this time.
“In not as much of a garbled mess, this crossbow is a magic weapon at the moment, with the added bonus that you don’t have to load if you take the time to attune to its enchantment. Since I have my vials to fall back on and we don’t know what this mouth thing is capable off, would you like to use it for the time being?“
While resting Alanis hesitantly approaches Mewcri, her crossbow in hand.
“Um...“ she starts haltingly „I know it is unwieldy compared to your slingshot, but.. ah, it has more range and... and there is a temporary enchantment on it, you see, that will work for today and you could use it when you concentrate on it... ah, sorry.“
She stops her babbling and takes a breath before picking up again, much less flustered this time.
“In not as much of a garbled mess, this crossbow is a magic weapon at the moment, with the added bonus that you don’t have to load if you take the time to attune to its enchantment. Since I have my vials to fall back on and we don’t know what this mouth thing is capable off, would you like to use it for the time being?“
He takes the weapon, looks at Alanis, “Oh my goodness, yes, yes, yes. This is most welcome! Thank you.”
Attune, Attune, OOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM. . .What e’er it takes.
As the bubbles catch Mercwri’s attention, jumps up and hisses loudly, “Beskited landsharks! What is that!”
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she exclaims, trying to prepare for whatever may emerge. Maybe, just maybe it could be one of the villagers, after all they told the group about this entrance in the first place. Not bloody likely, but hey, a girl can dream...
Slowly a helmet rises from the water, then a set of light brown eyes. Eventually, the head and shoulders of a dward with a light red beard come out of the water.
"Hail adventures, my name is Reggarn Silveraxe. I am looking for a group who recently met with Nazead Bitterguard, might you be that group?"
He comes fully out of the water pulling his shield from his back a placing it on his left arm.
"Poppin' up out the water like a bloody champagne cork!" He grins somewhat abashedly, "Names Mercwri Cyflym, late of the Blueveined Cyrtalyne Weklintron, which wouldn't mean anything to ye but," he shrugs, "jest trading one fancy introduction fer another."
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"I have come to seek your help and to be help to you as well. I could use an escort to some ruins nearby where I hear some goblins may have set up camp. I wish to seek a peace with them."
"I'm not good with names, either, Randark, but I think that's the dwarf who gave me this ring when we promised to kill goblins for him.", Freak says, holding up a hand to show the ring.
"I have come to seek your help and to be help to you as well. I could use an escort to some ruins nearby where I hear some goblins may have set up camp. I wish to seek a peace with them."
Freak frowns at the use of the words 'goblins' and 'peace' so close together. "I'm pretty sure we said we'd kill them."
Uldran shares a tight smile with you Freak. Wincing at the pain from his own injuries.
"You are welcome my friend." he looks around the group, "So do we advance or fall back for a time?"
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Alanis looks around, worried about the injuries many of them have received in the battle.
“If we can find an easy defendable position I think we should rest. These Troglodytes did a number on you guys and I don’t think we have enough healing for everyone.“
Alanis |lvl 3| |gnome artificer| (Stonebound)
"We should head back to the water cave and keep a watch while we gather out nerve." Hitticus suggests.
All shaken as much by the explosion as the ensuing battle you head back to the first cavern where you met the flumph.
You all take a short rest.
OOC: Please keep your character sheets up to date so I can keep an eye on your hit points. I do not want to TPK by accident lol.
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As you all take an uneasy rest in the first cavern, Randrak you notice bubbles rising from the water and a shape moving toward the surface.
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While resting Alanis hesitantly approaches Mewcri, her crossbow in hand.
“Um...“ she starts haltingly „I know it is unwieldy compared to your slingshot, but.. ah, it has more range and... and there is a temporary enchantment on it, you see, that will work for today and you could use it when you concentrate on it... ah, sorry.“
She stops her babbling and takes a breath before picking up again, much less flustered this time.
“In not as much of a garbled mess, this crossbow is a magic weapon at the moment, with the added bonus that you don’t have to load if you take the time to attune to its enchantment. Since I have my vials to fall back on and we don’t know what this mouth thing is capable off, would you like to use it for the time being?“
Alanis |lvl 3| |gnome artificer| (Stonebound)
Freak find a spot near the cavern wall to assume a fetal position and take a quick nap.
Hit dice: 4 12
The movement and bubbles in the water grow in intensity. You all notice it now.
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He takes the weapon, looks at Alanis, “Oh my goodness, yes, yes, yes. This is most welcome! Thank you.”
Attune, Attune, OOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM. . .What e’er it takes.
As the bubbles catch Mercwri’s attention, jumps up and hisses loudly, “Beskited landsharks! What is that!”
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Alanis whirls around, hand on her vials.
“Oh, for crying out loud...!“
she exclaims, trying to prepare for whatever may emerge. Maybe, just maybe it could be one of the villagers, after all they told the group about this entrance in the first place. Not bloody likely, but hey, a girl can dream...
Alanis |lvl 3| |gnome artificer| (Stonebound)
As Randrak tries to recover from his bite bound, he notices the bubbles in the water.
"What in the nine hells is that?" he says as he gestures at the water. "This is that water that we swam through right? Did anyone follows us in here?"
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Slowly a helmet rises from the water, then a set of light brown eyes. Eventually, the head and shoulders of a dward with a light red beard come out of the water.
"Hail adventures, my name is Reggarn Silveraxe. I am looking for a group who recently met with Nazead Bitterguard, might you be that group?"
He comes fully out of the water pulling his shield from his back a placing it on his left arm.
“How in the nine blazing hells did you do that” Mercwri’s jaw just missed being broke dropping towards the floor.
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Looks to Mercwri, "I'm sorry sir. I didn't catch your name and how did I do what?"
"Poppin' up out the water like a bloody champagne cork!" He grins somewhat abashedly, "Names Mercwri Cyflym, late of the Blueveined Cyrtalyne Weklintron, which wouldn't mean anything to ye but," he shrugs, "jest trading one fancy introduction fer another."
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
"I didn't want to scare anyone so I came up slow. Next time I'll go a little quicker. It is a pleasure to meet my Mercwri."
"I take it you are the adventurers I was seeking. A pleasure to meet you all."
“So the old cleric made it back safely? I am glad to hear it.” Says Uldran. “Tell us, why have you sought us out?”
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Randrak moves closer to Freak before whispering to him, "Did we meet a Nazead Bitterguard? I don't remember names very well."
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
"I have come to seek your help and to be help to you as well. I could use an escort to some ruins nearby where I hear some goblins may have set up camp. I wish to seek a peace with them."
"I'm not good with names, either, Randark, but I think that's the dwarf who gave me this ring when we promised to kill goblins for him.", Freak says, holding up a hand to show the ring.
Freak frowns at the use of the words 'goblins' and 'peace' so close together. "I'm pretty sure we said we'd kill them."