To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

Tommary the Actor's Equity Rate Performer sits watch over their captive, blank faced, waiting to be cast in a performance of good waywatcher / bad waywather, pain train, or truth and reconciliation committee.  

Elyona goes a bit stiff at Toots’ effusiveness, and even more so when Toots kisses her.  “You’re welcome” she says a bit awkwardly.  Once Toots lets her go, she spends a few moments gathering the stones that were part of Layla, putting the stray pieces back in the pile.  Horrified at Toots’ actions with K’Tinga’s corpse, she averts her eyes.  Once she has all the stray pieces gathered, Elyona lays her hands on the pile and spends some time in prayer, committing Layla’s soul to whatever dieties she worshipped, and asking that she and her mate might one day be reunited.  

Having finished her pray, she joins Tommary on guard duty.  “You don’t look so good.  We should probably get Those wounds bound.  Perhaps I should ask Arvoreen to help heal you?”

When Toots has finished her task she heads over to their prisoner, her new accessories in plain view, and a bit of gore still dripping from her hands and dagger. She speaks low and flat, without a hint of emotion in her voice. “You are going to tell my friends here everything they want to know, or I’ll have your guts for garters too, only I won’t let them kill you first.” (Intimidation: 19) 🤞

"You should see the other guys" Tommary the Unworthy responds to Ely.  He then looks around the battle aftermath, points at Toots, "Did she just... never mind.  Anyway while I'm not really organized religiously or really faithful about much anything, if your Arvoreen wants to pay it forward a bit in allowing me to keep going forward in this confounded megadeathplex, I'll be much obliged."

OOC: Toots has legitimate reasons to worry about being evil, she has a dark side. It’s because of stuff like this she was so relieved when Santa said she was on his nice list. She… didn’t expect to be. So, since she’s obviously playing “bad/psychotic Waywatcher….”

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When Toots has finished her task she heads over to their prisoner, her new accessories in plain view, and a bit of gore still dripping from her hands and dagger. She speaks low and flat, without a hint of emotion in her voice. “You are going to tell my friends here everything they want to know, or I’ll have your guts for garters too, only I won’t let them kill you first.” (Intimidation: 24) 🤞

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 He snarls and snaps sharp teeth at you but recognizes that he is in a bad place.

Ilyara stepped forward then, putting a hand on Toots' shoulder before glaring down at the captured mage.  

"You recognize this sign?" she said, holding up her icon of the Traveler.  "Ye should know who this is.  If you don't?  I'll make it easy - this icon means I try and make sure people get what they deserve.  No more, no less.  Now, ye attacked us.  Ye killed our friend, who'd been trapped here for years tryin'a earn back her mate's life with awful service.  You an' your team blundered 'round this hellhole gettin' yer murder on without ever stoppin' t'ask questions, and three of you got what that deserved.  You've got a chance to deserve something else...or you've got a chance t' see how much more upset Miss Garters here can get.  So spill - who sent you?  What're you here for?  Who else have you killed down here?  And what've ye found?"

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OOC: I'm still alive, I just haven't had much time to check in lately. This month has been...trying.

 OOC: Understandable. Life happens, things have been rough all over.

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Ilyara stepped forward then, putting a hand on Toots' shoulder before glaring down at the captured mage.  

"You recognize this sign?" she said, holding up her icon of the Traveler.  "Ye should know who this is.  If you don't?  I'll make it easy - this icon means I try and make sure people get what they deserve.  No more, no less.  Now, ye attacked us.  Ye killed our friend, who'd been trapped here for years tryin'a earn back her mate's life with awful service.  You an' your team blundered 'round this hellhole gettin' yer murder on without ever stoppin' t'ask questions, and three of you got what that deserved.  You've got a chance to deserve something else...or you've got a chance t' see how much more upset Miss Garters here can get.  So spill - who sent you?  What're you here for?  Who else have you killed down here?  And what've ye found?"

 In a guttural voice he answers, "I know your god, he is weak. Nobody avoids MY master, everything rots, everything dies." his nose points towards a symbol on his chest, you know it as the symbol of Myrkul, The Reaper. "I will answer your questions, but only because I know He will win in the end," he smiles.

“You will answer her questions or I will usher you to meet your god… slowly.”

"We heard a rumor that there were riches and items of power in this mountain. So far we only met some weakling gnolls in their trash temple to a minor demon prince. Then we dropped down a hole and met this riddler rock chick. HA! she sure got hers, asking the same stupid question over and over!" The Brock chuckles highly amused.

Ilyara grinned in turn, though it was not a pleasant expression.  "One of th' Reaper's lot, eh?  That makes this a bit easier.  Where'd you hear those rumors?  Where did you lot hail from, eh?  Which city sent you here plunderin' for scraps?"

"It was them Elf Lords sent us. You know from that tree city of theirs? They told us that there was treasure to be had in this mountain. We could split it 50/50."

“Pig ****ers!”

Ilyara reached back, patting Toots' shoulder calmingly as best she could.  Hoping to stave off Tiny Rage for at least a few more moments.

"Okay, good...good...how long ye been here?  How long's it been since the elf lords sent ye to this place?  Spend a lot of time traveling?"

The girl stared intently at the nefarious necromantic nemesis through the whole thing, eyes seeking any hint of deception.  After all, if she were in his nasty scuzzy shows, she'd have been lying her ass off as hard as she could.

{Insight 7, just in casies.  Not that it'll work, Ilyara's insight is crap and the roller dislikes me intently q_q}

OOC: Case in point.  Hueh.

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Ilyara reached back, patting Toots' shoulder calmingly as best she could.  Hoping to stave off Tiny Rage for at least a few more moments.

"Okay, good...good...how long ye been here?  How long's it been since the elf lords sent ye to this place?  Spend a lot of time traveling?"

The girl stared intently at the nefarious necromantic nemesis through the whole thing, eyes seeking any hint of deception.  After all, if she were in his nasty scuzzy shows, she'd have been lying her ass off as hard as she could.

{Insight 7, just in casies.  Not that it'll work, Ilyara's insight is crap and the roller dislikes me intently q_q}

 "Ah, we just got here like two days ago. Vor'nak he took extras with the gnolls to break their stuff you see, then we found the hole in the ground with the broken ladder back there," he points towards the exit/entrance.

"Them lords they sent here some four five weeks maybe? Easy ride except for a wyvern pack gave us a scare."

It all sounds perfectly reasonable to Ilyara except that by her reckoning it would  take three weeks to get here from Silverthorn.

Tommary the Unworthy But Nevertheless a Possessor of Decent Listening Skills sits in his posture in tribute to the wind carver Rodan, "hmmm" and listens.

Insight 25

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Tommary the Unworthy But Nevertheless a Possessor of Decent Listening Skills sits in his posture in tribute to the wind carver Rodan, "hmmm" and listens.

Insight 18

 Tommary studies the behavior of the Corinar and notices signs that the creature may only be half way full of yackle pooh. Elves are involved somehow but the city was not their point of origin.