”Why would we head towards it! What if they attack us! What if it’s, like, a friggin owlbear!” A voice says, almost panicky.
“Okay, but we can kill them if it is. And if we make friends, BANG! Advantage.” Another says
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Shadow would try to gauge which direction the sounds seem to be going, then move stealthily to the side, hopefully out of their line of sight, and try to get a visual without being seen.
((Hey, so um, can we talk about expectations for post frequency? If your style is to only post 1-2 per week then I’d like to know and I’ll try to tough it out, but speaking honestly, I only have 6 character slots, 2 are used for IRL characters, if this isn’t going anywhere then I’d like to delete this character and join another thread))
(I don’t want to post if not everyone has contributed so it doesn’t feel like one person is doing everything, but yeah I’ll start posting more frequently)
the sounds are heading towards the city just like you, and as you see them they appear to be another group of explorers. One is taller than the rest, the other average human height.
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”Let’s let this group go ahead of us and see what happens to ‘em. Let’s be ready to surprise attack ‘em too, if we need to. I’m not sure but the impression I got about rules for this thing is this: there aren’t any. I doubt we’ll be getting an award for outstanding teamwork at the end of this, know what I mean?”
As you stalk through the grass, following the people, they stop for a moment.
”Somethings following us, isn’t it.” One of the voices from before says.
”Probably.” A new voice says.
suddenly an arrow splits through the grass, not hitting any of you. A tall orc and 3 humans run towards you, pointing bows and swords at you.
“Oh hello, who are you?” The orc asks, not putting down his sword.
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Iorzire runs over to the rest of the group and draws his greataxe. 'I guess I was wrong,' he murmurs to himself. He backs away from the ork, and doesn't seem to want to talk that much anymore, and his past confidence has wavered.
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Roth
initiative 18
"Well gentlemen...I don't think there is a need for us to kill you just yet.....perhaps we can just approach this town in peace?"
persuasion roll 15
haha...trying to avoid a fight...but going very late in the turn.........well obviously if hostilities break out before he can try this his action will change....
(Okay yay, they weren’t planning on being hostile at first anyway.)
”Ohhh thank the gods you aren’t going to kill us.” One of the human says.
the orc reluctantly lowers his sword. “Fine. But if anything happens, I blame you. I’m Brock.” He extends his hand to you, almost angrily.
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Iorzire lowers his axe and nods his head to the other group. ‘My name is Iorzire. Sorry about thinking you were food.... not sure if you heard that, though,’ he begins to mutter off again
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Brock shakes your hand, before turning towards the village and walking off. One of the humans follows, but two of them stay back. They look extremely similar to each other. “Hi! I’m Emra!” One says, a girl
”And I’m Ean! We’re wizards.” The boy of the group says, both seeming very excited to meet you.
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”I think we should head to the town, since Brock is already walking there!” Emra says, before pulling Ean with her as they run off after their teammates.
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As you approach, you hear talking.
”Why would we head towards it! What if they attack us! What if it’s, like, a friggin owlbear!” A voice says, almost panicky.
“Okay, but we can kill them if it is. And if we make friends, BANG! Advantage.” Another says
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Shadow would try to gauge which direction the sounds seem to be going, then move stealthily to the side, hopefully out of their line of sight, and try to get a visual without being seen.
((Hey, so um, can we talk about expectations for post frequency? If your style is to only post 1-2 per week then I’d like to know and I’ll try to tough it out, but speaking honestly, I only have 6 character slots, 2 are used for IRL characters, if this isn’t going anywhere then I’d like to delete this character and join another thread))
OOC: Good question. I’d like to keep going on this, but if it just stops I’ll have to delete my guy
Don’t ever ask me to get a good charisma stat. I like watching my characters’ social lives disintegrate.
(I don’t want to post if not everyone has contributed so it doesn’t feel like one person is doing everything, but yeah I’ll start posting more frequently)
the sounds are heading towards the city just like you, and as you see them they appear to be another group of explorers. One is taller than the rest, the other average human height.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Shadow falls back, murmurs to the group quietly,
”Let’s let this group go ahead of us and see what happens to ‘em. Let’s be ready to surprise attack ‘em too, if we need to. I’m not sure but the impression I got about rules for this thing is this: there aren’t any. I doubt we’ll be getting an award for outstanding teamwork at the end of this, know what I mean?”
The Wild nods in agreement with Shadow and you see this giant goliath begin to almost melt and reform as he wild shapes into a dire wolf.
He then slowly begins to stalk thru the tall grass keeping a good distance from the other group.
Roth also agrees with this...avoid conflict for now....
As you stalk through the grass, following the people, they stop for a moment.
”Somethings following us, isn’t it.” One of the voices from before says.
”Probably.” A new voice says.
suddenly an arrow splits through the grass, not hitting any of you. A tall orc and 3 humans run towards you, pointing bows and swords at you.
“Oh hello, who are you?” The orc asks, not putting down his sword.
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Shadow growls deep in his throat and mutters, “Purrrfect, I was starting to get bored.”
initiative 18
Iorzire runs over to the rest of the group and draws his greataxe. 'I guess I was wrong,' he murmurs to himself. He backs away from the ork, and doesn't seem to want to talk that much anymore, and his past confidence has wavered.
Don’t ever ask me to get a good charisma stat. I like watching my characters’ social lives disintegrate.
Roth
initiative 18
"Well gentlemen...I don't think there is a need for us to kill you just yet.....perhaps we can just approach this town in peace?"
persuasion roll 15
haha...trying to avoid a fight...but going very late in the turn.........well obviously if hostilities break out before he can try this his action will change....
(Okay yay, they weren’t planning on being hostile at first anyway.)
”Ohhh thank the gods you aren’t going to kill us.” One of the human says.
the orc reluctantly lowers his sword. “Fine. But if anything happens, I blame you. I’m Brock.” He extends his hand to you, almost angrily.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Shadow rises from the grass and grumbles under his breath, but he introduces himself.
The wild in his Dire Wolf form walks up next to Shadow and stands next to him staring intently at the other group but makes no other sounds
Roth
"I am Roth, Herald of the Storm Lord. Smiter of Evil...etc etc." He will also extend his hand to the half orc.
Iorzire lowers his axe and nods his head to the other group. ‘My name is Iorzire. Sorry about thinking you were food.... not sure if you heard that, though,’ he begins to mutter off again
Don’t ever ask me to get a good charisma stat. I like watching my characters’ social lives disintegrate.
Brock shakes your hand, before turning towards the village and walking off. One of the humans follows, but two of them stay back. They look extremely similar to each other.
“Hi! I’m Emra!” One says, a girl
”And I’m Ean! We’re wizards.” The boy of the group says, both seeming very excited to meet you.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Shadow commits their faces to memory and secretly hopes to be able to capture one of their souls. He needs someone around who knows arcane things.
Speaking aloud, he puts on a more friendly face and bows to them.
”Wonderful, so nice to meet you, do you have any idea what’s going on around here? Shall we proceed into the town and see what we can learn?”
(ITS BEEN A HECTIC FEW DAYS, SORRY MY FRIENDS!)
”I think we should head to the town, since Brock is already walking there!” Emra says, before pulling Ean with her as they run off after their teammates.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew