“Oh for hells’ and heavens’ sakes!!… Blash be darned to the depths of the deep and back again!!… Wait, for me!!….”, calls Isaac, as he brings up the rear, trying to step in the footprints of what seemed to be the most successful route so far, whilst simultaneously balancing, drunkenly, from tip-toe to tip-toe… like a wobbling toy that never seems to completely succumb to gravity…
Leesha bows onder the pressure from the light, barely enduring. However the main hazard is from the light is not physical, as the light seems to condense and leave a marking on Leesha's hands. It's done something.
Isaak moves through the corridor, and... makes his way to the other side with no issues. A pale light briefly illuminated him, but only for a few seconds.
“Haha!… And that’s the way we sail through The Devil’s Teeth, back in the black waters of Ashen Straights… With nary a hair on me head out of place, if you please! H’Yarr!!…”, Isaac celebrates his own mini victory and does a tiny jig on the spot. He jigs for a little longer than is comfortable or necessary, often looking out to see if the whole crew have joined in, but not put off if they haven’t.
Leesha stubbles out of the light and blinks at her hands trying to figure out what has been done to her.
Arcana: 25
You feel your magic has been temporarily resticted. The fireball spell is likely to misfire if used. This restriction will dissappear after a long rest
Isaac seems to be off in his own world, performing his rather obnoxious and self-congratulatory jig. At first glance that’s how it looks… however, the eagle eyed would see a slight flash of steel every now and then from the dagger palmed in his off-hand, and a slight glint in his eye and a glance as Leesha mentions books again. Perhaps there’s some intellect behind all his buffoonery.
Shun strength: 11
Shun and Gruntor power through the oppressive spell.
Pale orange, almost grey.
Leesha considers her position and decides she would rather not be the last and moves to follow the others.
Dark red light covers Leesha. Wisdom saving throw, and strength saving throw.
Wisdom: 17
Strength: 13
Leesha grunts at the pressure.
“Oh for hells’ and heavens’ sakes!!… Blash be darned to the depths of the deep and back again!!… Wait, for me!!….”, calls Isaac, as he brings up the rear, trying to step in the footprints of what seemed to be the most successful route so far, whilst simultaneously balancing, drunkenly, from tip-toe to tip-toe… like a wobbling toy that never seems to completely succumb to gravity…
GILLAIN OF ATHKATLA - Human Paladin - Into the Mists PHILLIP THE GRUNG - Grung Eldritch Knight - Tomb of Annihilation
ROBWIN WINDROBE - High Elf Wizard - Dragon of Icespire Peak EVE DARKSHORE - Tiefling Warlock - Rime of the Frost Maiden
ASH OF THE FIRE - Tabaxi Rogue - Ghosts of Marshswamp LIA STARBORN - Aasimar Bard - Out of the Abyss
Leesha bows onder the pressure from the light, barely enduring. However the main hazard is from the light is not physical, as the light seems to condense and leave a marking on Leesha's hands. It's done something.
Isaak moves through the corridor, and... makes his way to the other side with no issues. A pale light briefly illuminated him, but only for a few seconds.
Leesha stubbles out of the light and blinks at her hands trying to figure out what has been done to her.
Arcana: 20
“Haha!… And that’s the way we sail through The Devil’s Teeth, back in the black waters of Ashen Straights… With nary a hair on me head out of place, if you please! H’Yarr!!…”, Isaac celebrates his own mini victory and does a tiny jig on the spot. He jigs for a little longer than is comfortable or necessary, often looking out to see if the whole crew have joined in, but not put off if they haven’t.
GILLAIN OF ATHKATLA - Human Paladin - Into the Mists PHILLIP THE GRUNG - Grung Eldritch Knight - Tomb of Annihilation
ROBWIN WINDROBE - High Elf Wizard - Dragon of Icespire Peak EVE DARKSHORE - Tiefling Warlock - Rime of the Frost Maiden
ASH OF THE FIRE - Tabaxi Rogue - Ghosts of Marshswamp LIA STARBORN - Aasimar Bard - Out of the Abyss
Leesha glares unabashedly at Isaac.
You feel your magic has been temporarily resticted. The fireball spell is likely to misfire if used. This restriction will dissappear after a long rest
Seeing her glare at Isaac, the firbolg will grin at his antics.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Leesha clenches her fist in frustration but doesn't mention the restriction.
"What is ahead of us? Any books yet? I wouldn't be so lucky that what we need is right by the entrance."
Isaac seems to be off in his own world, performing his rather obnoxious and self-congratulatory jig. At first glance that’s how it looks… however, the eagle eyed would see a slight flash of steel every now and then from the dagger palmed in his off-hand, and a slight glint in his eye and a glance as Leesha mentions books again. Perhaps there’s some intellect behind all his buffoonery.
GILLAIN OF ATHKATLA - Human Paladin - Into the Mists PHILLIP THE GRUNG - Grung Eldritch Knight - Tomb of Annihilation
ROBWIN WINDROBE - High Elf Wizard - Dragon of Icespire Peak EVE DARKSHORE - Tiefling Warlock - Rime of the Frost Maiden
ASH OF THE FIRE - Tabaxi Rogue - Ghosts of Marshswamp LIA STARBORN - Aasimar Bard - Out of the Abyss
Gruntor grins at the dance. "Time for investimacting"
he will take a closer look around the room, ignoring the lights for now.
investiagtion 15
The firebolg ponders why his companions seemed to have more trouble walking through the hallway than he did.
Arcana: 12
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Leesha just keeps herself together as she looks for books and traps, focusing on the latter rather than the former for the time being.
Shun continues on, frowning at the strange place, looking for what is next.