To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

“We have a present for you, news of your previous party.”

"And by 'present', she means rough news...but also th' chance t' do something about it."

Ilyara spent a few moments relaying their findings to Gangnam Style Ganghan Bul - the Felonius Four's attack on the mountain, their slaying of one of the trapped neutral folk in the dungeon the Waywatcher team had already reported on, and the ultimately victorious contest against them and the Waywatcher's capture of the final member of the odiferous lot.

"...pretty sure they're the brigands what found your previous team and did for 'em.  There's elven-made goods on th' team out of keeping with their other gear, and Tootsie found jewelry nobody would'a made for these punks.  So...figured th' last one could come here and answer for himself an' all his partners in banditry.  And that Silverthorn'd want t' know what happened t' its own Watchers."

The Elf lord looks over the samples of gear and when he sees the piece of jewelry he becomes very quiet and still. He gestures at Toots to hand it over then clenches it in white knuckled fingers.

Looking at the Corinar, you think you see the flicker of flames in his eyes. "Is this the one?"

"Daaaaammmmmmmnnnnnn!" Tommary the Unworthy proclaims, in his head, maybe he left message on and Toots hears him.

The Brock glares at Lord Bul ,"You don't scare me you pointy eared monkey! I'll.. *GURK* With s snap of his fingers, blazing hot barbed wire wraps itself around the creature's muzzle. The smell of singed hair and flesh meld with the fresh scent of orange blossoms and fresh rain.  Corinar writhes in pain and falls to the ground. 

Ganghan Bul barks a command at the air and two glowing motes appear. They take a turn around the struggling badger-man and emit cones of light which lift him off the ground. He is soon carried out of sight. "That one with be dealt with shortly, I thank you for the information and the return of my adopted daughter's jewelry." sighing, he dusts his hands and glances over the party.

"I presume they did not have the artifacts? That is unfortunate.", he takes a seat at his desk and folds his hands, "I wish you to continue your mission and bring the the door in a timely manner. If there is nothing else, I need to make arrangements on how to interview my new 'guest'".

Tommary the Unworthy mouths "Daaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmnnnn!" out of door frame.

Ilyara nodded, then turned to leave.  The mark of a successful trickster was, after all, to know when the shoe was about to drop.

"Well.  That happened," she muttered on the other side of the door, glancing up at Tommary.  "Y'ever wonder if th' world just has it in for some folks?  Blegh.  Either way, at least we stopped that lot from causing any more of a ruckus, eh?"

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Ilyara nodded, then turned to leave.  The mark of a successful trickster was, after all, to know when the shoe was about to drop.

"Well.  That happened," she muttered on the other side of the door, glancing up at Tommary.  "Y'ever wonder if th' world just has it in for some folks?  Blegh.  Either way, at least we stopped that lot from causing any more of a ruckus, eh?"

"Ily, I've run round from one side of the map to the other; I've seen a lot of strange stuff. But I've never seen anything to make me believe that there's one all-powerful Force controlling everything.  There's no mystical energy field controls my destiny...."

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May the Fourth be with you, all of you, always....

“Our deepest condolences for your loss.” Toots says before making a tactful withdrawal. “Daaaaaaamn” she mouths back to Tommary.

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Ilyara nodded, then turned to leave.  The mark of a successful trickster was, after all, to know when the shoe was about to drop.

"Well.  That happened," she muttered on the other side of the door, glancing up at Tommary.  "Y'ever wonder if th' world just has it in for some folks?  Blegh.  Either way, at least we stopped that lot from causing any more of a ruckus, eh?"

 

"Ily, I've run round from one side of the map to the other; I've seen a lot of strange stuff. But I've never seen anything to make me believe that there's one all-powerful Force controlling everything.  There's no mystical energy field controls my destiny...."

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May the Fourth be with you, all of you, always....

 
OOC: And also with you…. 😉 Didja hear Flea is gonna play Obie Wan in the OW movie? 

OOC:"In My Experience, When You Think You Understand The Force, You Realize Just How Little You Know."

“C’mon 9, now that poor Layla’s finally with her mate again, there’s no reason for you to stay here all by yourself if you don’t want to. Why don’t you come with us again? It should be safer for you this time now that you have that spark generator stickin’ outta yer noggin. Wadaya say?” 

Number 9 gives the pile of rock a gentle pat then nods at you.

"I'm just gonna point out that th' twelve-foot zombie dude was killin' the Felonious Four before anyone told him to.  Y'know, in case anybody forgot that you lot found him in th' middle of this hellhole an' most likely made by th' same ******* wizard what's tried t' kill us with a double fistful of other traps.  I get that th' big mook can be useful, but if I wake up half-dismantled for parts, I'm hauntin' ya Tootsie."

With uncharacteristically understated confidence, as if channeling a different personality, Tommary the Unworthy utters, "If Nine strikes me down, I shall become more powerful than Toots can possibly imagine," then adds, "So, umm, we gonna divvy this stuff up or are we waiting for like a dramatic moment to remember we have this lot?"

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 "So, umm, we gonna divvy this stuff up or are we waiting for like a dramatic moment to remember we have this lot?"

You mean like the GM saying...

EVERYBODY LEVEL UP!!

“Relax Ily, 9’s a good egg.”

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"So, umm, we gonna divvy this stuff up or are we waiting for like a dramatic moment to remember we have this lot?"

 
“That bag o’ sand is pretty cool, I could pro’ly think of some stuff to do with that sooner or later, but if someone else wants it….. What do youse all want?”

"I think Elyona's th' only one that can wear the armor.  Dunno if she wants to though, given its last, uhh...yeah.  As fer th' rest...I'm not part of your troop proper an' I've already claimed my fair share of spoils," Ilyara said, a hand reaching down to pat the rod and Rilia on her belt, "so I'll not claim anything more unless you lot decide it's best.  I will say that eye, creepy an' unpleasant as it is, would benefit from one of us takin' it on and then givin' it to someone else.  If you attuned to it Tootsie, then handed it t' me or Tallboots?  You could watch along as one of us scouts ahead some, an' even throw magic through one of us.  It's creepy though, dunno if I'd be entirely comfortable keepin' it attached t' me like that.  Up to you folk." 

"In th' meantime though, help me put this thing away again, Tallboots," she added, moving back to the Door and starting the process of returning it to the portable hole.