Quinnil looks at Marcus, "I'll be back once they're safe. Be careful, don't need to have a tree fall on you." Quinnil picks one of the children up and walks out, trailed by the woman who is carrying the other child.
You hear the sloshing of mud as Quinnil approaches, pushing past the tarp. He sets the child down and looks to the woman, "Go through the kitchen and down into the wine cellar, you'll find Kenth and Casandra there with most of their party." He turns is attention to Lia, "Any luck with your owl?"
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As Senenir walks with Nadariel he keeps repeating urgently "Not natural! Big danger! We should go to storm fast. Stop the problem. Keep everyone safe first though." He then is trying to move with Nadariel north as quickly as possible to scour the houses and ensure everyone is in safety and then quickly make their way west towards the storm center.
(OOC: LMK what I need to roll to see if people need help...)
Perception: 7 (OOC: Just to be clear... I have now rolled a 1 and a 2 on my perception checks... the dice gods hate me.)
Looking at each house, you find most of them vacant, as either they have been evacuated already. You see one on a hill, overlooking town, you see a light on.
Quinnil looks at Marcus, "I'll be back once they're safe. Be careful, don't need to have a tree fall on you." Quinnil picks one of the children up and walks out, trailed by the woman who is carrying the other child.
You hear the sloshing of mud as Quinnil approaches, pushing past the tarp. He sets the child down and looks to the woman, "Go through the kitchen and down into the wine cellar, you'll find Kenth and Casandra there with most of their party." He turns is attention to Lia, "Any luck with your owl?"
Quinnil looks at Marcus, "I'll be back once they're safe. Be careful, don't need to have a tree fall on you." Quinnil picks one of the children up and walks out, trailed by the woman who is carrying the other child.
You hear the sloshing of mud as Quinnil approaches, pushing past the tarp. He sets the child down and looks to the woman, "Go through the kitchen and down into the wine cellar, you'll find Kenth and Casandra there with most of their party." He turns is attention to Lia, "Any luck with your owl?"
Nadariel just stands in the storm looking between the house on the hill and where he suspects the center of the storm. : „I don‘t like it, but you are right, let‘s try to see what is the cause of the storm.“ He will follow Senenir towards the center of the storm. He struggles to don his wooden shield, but once he got it under control, Nadariel will take a silver bladed sickle from under his coat and it faintly glows as he speaks a few words in druidic.
Quinnil looks at Marcus, "I'll be back once they're safe. Be careful, don't need to have a tree fall on you." Quinnil picks one of the children up and walks out, trailed by the woman who is carrying the other child.
You hear the sloshing of mud as Quinnil approaches, pushing past the tarp. He sets the child down and looks to the woman, "Go through the kitchen and down into the wine cellar, you'll find Kenth and Casandra there with most of their party." He turns is attention to Lia, "Any luck with your owl?"
Quinnil is back a the inn.
Quinnil also said he would be back and to not let a tree fall on us... Lia is waiting for him to return, so they can stick together. Quinnil specificly said he would be back... That is what Lia is waiting for. If he is not actually returning, then she would wait a bit, before going to seek him out, now worried that he did not make it back as he said.
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Strafe and Jinara ran in the same direction, Jinara following Strafe as he ran off by himself. Jinara turned around momentarily to see if anyone else was coming (seeing Lia exit the tavern) and saw them run north (i think?). We are running east to help look for villagers
Strafe and Jinara ran in the same direction, Jinara following Strafe as he ran off by himself. Jinara turned around momentarily to see if anyone else was coming (seeing Lia exit the tavern) and saw them run north (i think?). We are running east to help look for villagers
(OCC: sorry I work weekends and my phone doesn't work well on this website)
Lia:
A few minutes pass before you here the sloshing of Quinnil approaching. Rain dripping down by beads from the hood of his cloak, his beard saturated. He smiles, "Well, lets get back to it. " He begins to head towards the next house.
Senenir/ Nadariel:
You turn towards the west, walking towards the ever growing funnel. You find each step difficult as you get closer to the edge of the village. A flash of lightning shows the funnel coming from a hill.
Jinara/Strafe:
You see the dim glow of light coming from a single story house. As you near, there is a crack of lightning. You are tossed back as a clap of thunder errupts. You rub your eyes clear of spots, seeing the house catch fire.
(Brasi is chaotic in its layout, a series a of buildings built around one central hill, of which there is the inn, a blacksmith, and a general goods store. To the east of there, is another hill, separated by a large field, and capped by the lord's manor. To the north and west is predominantly forest with rolling hills and flats with the occasional cleared plot of land for farming. To the south is flat open terrain. The forest in an around the area is known as the Ranging, a dense forest made of deciduous trees around its edges and towering coniferous redwoods in its center.)
Marcus clears his throat uncomfortably as he escorts the family downstairs. “You go Quilline, I’m going to check the rest of the village.”
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Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
As the only person she has spoken with, Lia would join Quinnil's group.
Lia/Marcus:
As Senenir walks with Nadariel he keeps repeating urgently "Not natural! Big danger! We should go to storm fast. Stop the problem. Keep everyone safe first though." He then is trying to move with Nadariel north as quickly as possible to scour the houses and ensure everyone is in safety and then quickly make their way west towards the storm center.
(OOC: LMK what I need to roll to see if people need help...)
Perception: 7
(OOC: Just to be clear... I have now rolled a 1 and a 2 on my perception checks... the dice gods hate me.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Senenir:
Looking at each house, you find most of them vacant, as either they have been evacuated already. You see one on a hill, overlooking town, you see a light on.
Lia stands there, looking around as they wait for the human to return.
Quinnil is back a the inn.
Ooc - think she meant Marcus?
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
(I dont know, it was a bit vague)
Nadariel just stands in the storm looking between the house on the hill and where he suspects the center of the storm. : „I don‘t like it, but you are right, let‘s try to see what is the cause of the storm.“ He will follow Senenir towards the center of the storm. He struggles to don his wooden shield, but once he got it under control, Nadariel will take a silver bladed sickle from under his coat and it faintly glows as he speaks a few words in druidic.
( casting darkvision on myself)
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]Quinnil also said he would be back and to not let a tree fall on us... Lia is waiting for him to return, so they can stick together. Quinnil specificly said he would be back... That is what Lia is waiting for. If he is not actually returning, then she would wait a bit, before going to seek him out, now worried that he did not make it back as he said.
((I had a busy evening and work has been hectic this morning. Who is Strafe with, and where are we going?))
Strafe goes whichever direction no one else went with his partner(?), and looks for villagers.
Perception 10
Strafe and Jinara ran in the same direction, Jinara following Strafe as he ran off by himself. Jinara turned around momentarily to see if anyone else was coming (seeing Lia exit the tavern) and saw them run north (i think?). We are running east to help look for villagers
Perception - 18
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(OCC: sorry I work weekends and my phone doesn't work well on this website)
Lia:
A few minutes pass before you here the sloshing of Quinnil approaching. Rain dripping down by beads from the hood of his cloak, his beard saturated. He smiles, "Well, lets get back to it. " He begins to head towards the next house.
Senenir/ Nadariel:
You turn towards the west, walking towards the ever growing funnel. You find each step difficult as you get closer to the edge of the village. A flash of lightning shows the funnel coming from a hill.
Jinara/Strafe:
You see the dim glow of light coming from a single story house. As you near, there is a crack of lightning. You are tossed back as a clap of thunder errupts. You rub your eyes clear of spots, seeing the house catch fire.
Jinara bolts, dashes, whatever he needs to get there as quickly as possible yelling as he approaches “Anyone in there? Are you ok?”
Jinara bolts, dashes, whatever he needs to get there as quickly as possible yelling as he approaches “Anyone in there? Are you ok?”
(OOC: What is the terrain at the outskirts of the village? Forest, Mountain, etc.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
(Brasi is chaotic in its layout, a series a of buildings built around one central hill, of which there is the inn, a blacksmith, and a general goods store. To the east of there, is another hill, separated by a large field, and capped by the lord's manor. To the north and west is predominantly forest with rolling hills and flats with the occasional cleared plot of land for farming. To the south is flat open terrain. The forest in an around the area is known as the Ranging, a dense forest made of deciduous trees around its edges and towering coniferous redwoods in its center.)