"Naw, me hands gots magicked into a trees. It's gots leaves and stuff. And it don't works good any mores." Using his new wood hand, Gruntor will try to open the door.
The door slowly opens to reveal a ruined room fulled with broken vials, small and large cages, and old rotten furniture. Cobwbs fill the corners of the room and a layer of oddly colored dust is on the floor.
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Gruntor glances around, and decides to sneak into the room. He will step in and move to the left immediately backing up to the wall. He will pause and wait first, before sliding around the edge of the room.
Gruntor moves up to the cage and investigates it to see what might be in there, but leaves the cover on for now. He will try to sign language to his partners that he is moving over there and that something is in the cage....this is him using made up finger gestures and jumping up and down....at which point he moves over to his investigation.
Gruntor, seeing the bat, will attempt to sign language what he sees to the others, making bat wing and bringing his fingers to his mouth to mimic fangs. He will than pop his eyes out and flap his arms around like wings, occasionaly making the fangs. All the while he moves around the cage and points at it. Still attempting to be stealthy.
"A tree hand?"
Leesha squints down the hall,
"You mean a hand that is made of wood? Did you find it there?"
"Naw, me hands gots magicked into a trees. It's gots leaves and stuff. And it don't works good any mores." Using his new wood hand, Gruntor will try to open the door.
"Sounds... flammable.", the firebolg chimes in.
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
The door slowly opens to reveal a ruined room fulled with broken vials, small and large cages, and old rotten furniture. Cobwbs fill the corners of the room and a layer of oddly colored dust is on the floor.
Gruntor scratches his head with his tree arm. "This rooms is empty, maybe empties for a long times"
"Toss something in to see if it is an illusion."
Leesha suggests with a bored tone.
"Or go in yourself."
Gruntor glances around, and decides to sneak into the room. He will step in and move to the left immediately backing up to the wall. He will pause and wait first, before sliding around the edge of the room.
stealth 18
perception 16
Gruntor stalthily moves through the dusty room. He still sees no people, but one of the smaller cages, covered with a cloth, rattles a bit.
Gruntor moves up to the cage and investigates it to see what might be in there, but leaves the cover on for now. He will try to sign language to his partners that he is moving over there and that something is in the cage....this is him using made up finger gestures and jumping up and down....at which point he moves over to his investigation.
nature or investigation check 3
Gruntor sees a bat in the cage. Although very difficult to to see at a glance, Gruntor notices that the bat has an odd reddish glint in its eyes.
Shin’s eyes also flash with a glint, using divine sense, peeking in the room.
Gruntor, seeing the bat, will attempt to sign language what he sees to the others, making bat wing and bringing his fingers to his mouth to mimic fangs. He will than pop his eyes out and flap his arms around like wings, occasionaly making the fangs. All the while he moves around the cage and points at it. Still attempting to be stealthy.
Shun senses that the cleature in the cage is a fiend.
Gruntor continues trying to be stealthy, but isn't sure how effective it is.
Shun waves at the bat. “Hi, fiend. You stuck in there? For how long? You bored? What’s up?”
The bat squeaks and behaves as an ordinary bat.
Leesha looks over at her two less stupid companions.
"Should we really be letting those two lead this?"
"IT's a friend? Maybe's we should let it outs" Notes Gruntor
“No, fiend. From hells. Not friend. Fiend not real bat. Guess that why it not dead husk. We should look for why it here.” Shun says.
He looks around the cage and tries to see why there’s a fiend in a cage.
"Despite all its rage, it's still just a bat in a cage.", the Firebolg says to Leesha, shrugging.
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 grimaces and rubs her eyes when the burn victim gives his thoughts.
"If it is a fiend it may be able to speak. Ask it:"
She switches to Abyssal and says, slowly and loudly,
"Why are you in a cage?"