Kina clops up towards the front. "Maybe we don't have to resort to that..." she whispers, and then goes up to the door to raise her knuckles. She simply knocks softly on it three times. "Hello, anyone home? We don't want to hurt you." she says softly. They have no idea who's actually in the rooms; if they were hostile, wouldn't they have blindly attacked like everything else they've encountered?
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DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
You hear faint whispers for a few moments, almost as if arguing, then a voice calls out, "Oi, so ye are here to submit to the One Mind? Lemme hear yer weapons hit the floor, then."
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Bart looks at the party and gives a wink and speaks loudly. "why of course we are here to submit to the great One mind. Who wouldn't want to be under their control. We don't have any weapons as we would never dream of hurting one of our fellow followers of the one mind. Now what say you open this here door for us so we can get to work and do the biddings we need to do."
Kina hmms, this was the first time she'd ever heard any of the cultists do anything besides chanting. She brings her torch closer. "We have torches, and if you're barricaded this door, that means you have no way out. I suggest you just come out peacefully so we don't have to burn this place down around you. Burning to death is not a nice way to go." she says, and crouches down so that the smoke from her torch can waft into the room. "Your choice."
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DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Barnabus slings his shield around to his back, places Fife's head on the ground and balances the handle between his knees. He draws in a large breath and spits into his hands. After slapping the palms together he is just about to take up the axe when Kina interjects with her ultimatum. Relaxing his posture he waits for an answer from those on the other side of the door.
“You’re right, we can’t burn stone, but it does make a lovely oven. Ever have stone baked bread? Back in a bit, we’re going to gather some fuel,” Wil calls through the door.
Wil:
No traps or hidden things found. No hinges visible so door likely opens inward.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
cade perception: 12
b
'Want me to break it down?' Cade-bear asks in the group's minds, eyeing the door opposite the one they came in through.
"Or we could try the latch." Says Barnabus as he checks to see if the door is locked.
**This Space for Rent**
There is no latch or visible lock on the door, a gentle push moves the door a fraction of an inch then stops as if something is blocking it.
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Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Barnabus nods at the cadybear and steps back.
**This Space for Rent**
(OOC: I was expecting the bear to have a better athletics modifier than +4, but here we go...)
Cade-bear puts his shoulder to the door and tries to shove it open...
Athletics: 14
The door creaks, cracks and moves a couple of inches and stops again.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Kina clops up towards the front.
"Maybe we don't have to resort to that..." she whispers, and then goes up to the door to raise her knuckles. She simply knocks softly on it three times.
"Hello, anyone home? We don't want to hurt you." she says softly. They have no idea who's actually in the rooms; if they were hostile, wouldn't they have blindly attacked like everything else they've encountered?
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
You hear faint whispers for a few moments, almost as if arguing, then a voice calls out, "Oi, so ye are here to submit to the One Mind? Lemme hear yer weapons hit the floor, then."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Bart looks at the party and gives a wink and speaks loudly. "why of course we are here to submit to the great One mind. Who wouldn't want to be under their control. We don't have any weapons as we would never dream of hurting one of our fellow followers of the one mind. Now what say you open this here door for us so we can get to work and do the biddings we need to do."
Performance or deception roll (same mod): 7
OOC: Welp we are ****ed.
Bartholomew Gale- LVL 3 Bard (Northlands Campaign)
DM- Disney Campaign
“Barnabus, I believe it’s time for the door to be introduced to your axe.... unless anyone has any better ideas.”
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Kina hmms, this was the first time she'd ever heard any of the cultists do anything besides chanting. She brings her torch closer.
"We have torches, and if you're barricaded this door, that means you have no way out. I suggest you just come out peacefully so we don't have to burn this place down around you. Burning to death is not a nice way to go." she says, and crouches down so that the smoke from her torch can waft into the room.
"Your choice."
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Barnabus slings his shield around to his back, places Fife's head on the ground and balances the handle between his knees. He draws in a large breath and spits into his hands. After slapping the palms together he is just about to take up the axe when Kina interjects with her ultimatum. Relaxing his posture he waits for an answer from those on the other side of the door.
**This Space for Rent**
A somewhat desperate shout from the other side of the door, "Y-y-y-you can't burn stone!"
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
OOC: I just figured out that I needed to turn on content sharing, so if anyone that has not joined the campaign, here is the link again:
https://ddb.ac/campaigns/join/14695911067104038
Joining will give you access to all source books and a number of the adventure books as well.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Cade-bear slams the door again...
Athletics: 8
Cade-bear:
Save vs CON (DC8) to avoid 3 damage from hitting the door.
Door budges no further this time.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
“You’re right, we can’t burn stone, but it does make a lovely oven. Ever have stone baked bread? Back in a bit, we’re going to gather some fuel,” Wil calls through the door.
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Bart looks at Cade and says "You can do it big guy. I believe in you!" and gives him bardic inspiration.
Bartholomew Gale- LVL 3 Bard (Northlands Campaign)
DM- Disney Campaign