A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
This isn't related to the roleplay, it is a bit of worldbuilding lore.
There is a disease that only the bird folk races (aarokocra, kenku, and owlin) suffer from. This horrible plague has infected millions and many bird folk have devoted their lives to finding a cure. This disease is called chicken pox and its symptoms include, the urge to peck at the ground, excessive clucking, and eventually transformation into a large chicken.
This disease can be cured by finding the sap of an avian tree. These strange trees are very rare and grow feathers instead of leaves. They grow in small groves and forests in the feywild, but even there they are uncommon.
This can serve as a plot hook: Maybe the aarokocra village needs them to find the sap of the avian tree to heal their people, maybe an ancient owlin sage hires the party to help him find a cure, or this could be used as a way to threaten that player who abuses the aarokocra's flying ability.
*Gonna have to sleep now, but when we continue, maybe a time skip to the next dawn is in order?*
*Good idea! Sleep well friend :)*
Dawn approaches, the night withdrawing as preparations are made for Yondor's mission. 6 men are ready to head off with him, all dressed in the guilds best cloak of invisibility. 7 horses are ready, as are all the items Yondor requested, laid out by the main gate out of the city.
Yondor gathers the men into a semicircle. "Alrighty fellas, the first half plan is to disguise ourselves as those demon-droid things, and try and learn as much as possible without being caught. Unless the King has any other requests. When we approach the chasm, just throw on those cloaks, and we can sneak our way in. I'll then transmute us all into one of them. As for the second half of the plan, well, I usually make that up on the spot. Helps with my stand-up comedy skills. So. Y'all ready?"
They nod, ready for action. The burliest of them, who's holding a rather large greatsword (let's call him Lary) seems to take charge of his teammates. "Sir, on your command, we saddle up."
"Hah, alright. Feels weird to be in charge," he says to himself. "Okayy, boys! Saddle up and ride out!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
The man slides of the shell of the snail and suddenly the beast shrinks until it is the size of a normal snail. The man picks it up and places it in his pocket.
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
The man slides of the shell of the snail and suddenly the beast shrinks until it is the size of a normal snail. The man picks it up and places it in his pocket.
A particularly daring child steps onto the edge of the road, pushed on by his friends. He just stares at your pocket, frozen it seems.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
The man slides of the shell of the snail and suddenly the beast shrinks until it is the size of a normal snail. The man picks it up and places it in his pocket.
A particularly daring child steps onto the edge of the road, pushed on by his friends. He just stares at your pocket, frozen it seems.
“Hey kiddo, have you never seen a giant snail before?” He smiles kindly at the kid.
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
The man slides of the shell of the snail and suddenly the beast shrinks until it is the size of a normal snail. The man picks it up and places it in his pocket.
A particularly daring child steps onto the edge of the road, pushed on by his friends. He just stares at your pocket, frozen it seems.
“Hey kiddo, have you never seen a giant snail before?” He smiles kindly at the kid.
"n-no, I haven't..." He looks at the floor slightly.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
He squints at his head and mutters to himself. Then he reaches behind his ear and pulls out a snail shell. He smiles and hands the shell to the child.
His eyes widen, his face one of amazement. He points at himself, as if to say, 'For me?'
“Of course.” He taps the shell and the snail pokes its head out. It begins to crawl up the kids arm. “ I don’t know if you noticed, but this shell is gold.” Suddenly, the muddy brown shell is shines with golden light.
That sounds amazing Drummer. I’m really glad Rowen joined the Spider Guild.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
Me too!
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A man enters the guild. He wears a blue and green tunic, brown trousers, light sandals, and a katana is strapped to his side. His black hair is under a wide straw hat and his bright eyes are a bluish grey. He wears a necklace with a snail shell around his neck.
He sits cross legged on a giant snail that is oozing slowly down the road.
This isn't related to the roleplay, it is a bit of worldbuilding lore.
There is a disease that only the bird folk races (aarokocra, kenku, and owlin) suffer from. This horrible plague has infected millions and many bird folk have devoted their lives to finding a cure. This disease is called chicken pox and its symptoms include, the urge to peck at the ground, excessive clucking, and eventually transformation into a large chicken.
This disease can be cured by finding the sap of an avian tree. These strange trees are very rare and grow feathers instead of leaves. They grow in small groves and forests in the feywild, but even there they are uncommon.
This can serve as a plot hook: Maybe the aarokocra village needs them to find the sap of the avian tree to heal their people, maybe an ancient owlin sage hires the party to help him find a cure, or this could be used as a way to threaten that player who abuses the aarokocra's flying ability.
"Hah, alright. Feels weird to be in charge," he says to himself. "Okayy, boys! Saddle up and ride out!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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Many eyes watch you, intrigued inventors and curious children alike.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The all nod, and with a confident grunt, they jump onto their horses.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The man slides of the shell of the snail and suddenly the beast shrinks until it is the size of a normal snail. The man picks it up and places it in his pocket.
A particularly daring child steps onto the edge of the road, pushed on by his friends. He just stares at your pocket, frozen it seems.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
“Hey kiddo, have you never seen a giant snail before?” He smiles kindly at the kid.
"n-no, I haven't..." He looks at the floor slightly.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
He squints at his head and mutters to himself. Then he reaches behind his ear and pulls out a snail shell. He smiles and hands the shell to the child.
His eyes widen, his face one of amazement. He points at himself, as if to say, 'For me?'
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*where is the king right now?*
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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*Near Guild central, dealing with some engineer problems/talking to Rowen*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Yondor saddles up, and gives the signal to start riding. "When I stop, it's time to go invisible."
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They give you affirmative gestures, and follow you wherever you head.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Whelp. He rides to where the King and him summited the rise and saw the gape. Question: If they went over the top, would they be seen, or naw?
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“Of course.” He taps the shell and the snail pokes its head out. It begins to crawl up the kids arm. “ I don’t know if you noticed, but this shell is gold.” Suddenly, the muddy brown shell is shines with golden light.
Most likely not, they'd have to get closer first.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.