To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

Toots casts message targeting Ilyara: “Are you two still alive?”

Response to Toots' message: "Alive.  Tommary's talking to evil shrimp-lobsters the size of ponies.  Fingers crossed."

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OOC:  Is there a current?  If so is it taking us around the land or more directly to the next outlet?

 Yes, the current is taking you widdershins about the upper level at walking speed.

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"Ahoy friends! We in our craft mean no harm to your home.  If you accept our peace we may welcome your guidance."

 "Food...FOOD....Hungry..EAT!!"

"Looks like we gotta feed em or fight em.  If it's the latter, how you wanna do this?"

Since it looks like it's going that way and I won't be on till much later this evening the earliest, initiative: 6

OOC:  DAAAAAAAAAAAAMMN, double 1s....

Elyona shifts back and forth on her feet, anxious for word from their comrades.  

Ilyara fished in her pack as quickly as she could, producing two packs of [item]rations (1 day); rations[item] and hucking them into the stream, one off either end of the boat.  "Get down here!" she whsipered urgently, yanking Tommary into the bottom of the boat and briefly intoning a Traveler's chant to grant him the Blessing of the Trickster [advantage on Stealth checks].  "Hope they go for the easy food and stay out of sight!" she hissed, hoping the creatures were too dumb to go for them hidden in the boat when there were tasty* rations just floating in the water, free pickings.

{Stealth: 13 to outta-sight-outta-mind in the bottom of the kayak}

Tommary Stealth: 28

The creatures lunge at the easily obtained food splashing in eagerness. The ruckus arouses some of their friends from across the channel and they move in your direction. So far, they are ignoring the boat in favor of the food.

Before you duck down you see the other cr

OOC: Phone snags, Wysp?

“Well, so far they live and Tom’ry’s tryin’a chat up a scampi big enough to ride. That’s all she’s said so far.” Toots messages Ily again: “Is it nice? I’m sure it’ll have all kinds of in-nteresting stories for Tom’ry. Mon-nsters must meet such in-nteresting people.”

Response to Message: "Lobstrosities eat people.  Distracting with rations.  DO NOT follow, tryin'a sneak back out."

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OOC: Phone snags, Wysp?

 OOC: Something like that =)

You can see in the next level down, it is dry with a sandy floor. There are a number of giant scorpions clicking their claws at the boat and the crawlies, but they are far out of reach and separated by the clear barrier. Below the scorpions level, is another water level with animals that look like they have large cat faces and claws but have fish tails. You cannot make out what is at the bottom before you duck into the boat.

Tommary is exerting maximum effort to not start belting out a whistle of "yo ho ho ho, a pirates life for me."

After floating about halfway through the room on the current, one of the creepy crawlies probes at the boat curiously but makes it rock quite a bit!@

Tommary and Ilyara make athletics/acrobatics check please.

Acrobatics: 27

Athletics 10

Toots messages Ily again: “I love seafood! Bring us back dinner if you can.”

The kayak rocks, rolls, and splashes due to the probing of the giant crawler but Tommary and Ilyara manage to stay within while only getting a bit drenched.

The boat continues to follow the course around the room, then flow to the exit. Again there is a mostly darkened narrow passage. With a sudden rise against the pull of gravity the riders' stomachs are pushed to their backs in a queasy, maybe thrilling manner.

Tommary lets out another "WOOOOOOO!" before returning to their start point with Elyona and Toots.

“Where’s the grub?”

"Scoutin' mission successful!" Ilyara yelped when they were back where they started, pumping a fist through the air.  "Okay, the lowdown: there's a weird room with a buncha levels, like one of those lock things they use to lift boats up on the rivers.  Buncha square rings, wet and dry then wet and dry again.  Each layer had some kinda nasty hungry crawlies in it, and not a small number of 'em, but I think each kind's stuck in its layer.  Didn't see an y other kinda door or anything, just th'track we followed.  But there was a dry space at th'center of th'room, near the bottom, that I couldn't see too well.  Might be an exit there, or somethin' worth killin' a whole roomful of awful hungry monsters for."

"As for grub?  Lost some, hadda distract the beasties with some of the last of my drypack rations.  So...whoops?"