Zuli spreads her arms out, grinning as the ground comes closer and her hair whips out behind her. She is a little irritated at seeing the carriage, but falling to it is better than having to walk after the rest of their group. At least everyone is together again.
Twisting in the air, she angles her feet towards the ground, preparing to land. She attempts to land on her feet and hopefully catch Clementine so she doesn't take damage.
Clementine is screaming for her life and doesn’t know what to do, she’s trying her best to land feat first, as well as be caught by Zuli. If worst comes to worst she sheds her coat to protect any glass in it. (Throwing it off so it floats down more gently, like a leather feather.) She is wearing a simple tunic underneath.
Having watched all these events unfold before his golden eyes, Verdell gallops to the rest of the group, slowing his horse to trot alongside the satyr’s carriage’s horse.
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I probably should've made this clearer, but the ground is miles and miles away, and the carriage is falling with you too. You'll be falling for the next few minutes.
The two of you---Zuli and Clementine---successfully maneuver yourselves to an upright position. Somehow (might be the drag), you catch up to the carriage. It looks like everything is suspended in mid-air, and the satyr is sitting in the front seat. They do not look bothered, like one might look if they were falling from a great height. "Good afternoon, ma'am," says the satyr. "And ma'am." They tip their hat at the two of you. The horse huffs once.
The Hunter, you can hear a faint, but shrill scream coming from the direction in which Clementine and Zuli were walking off to. ".flesym erehwoN ot gniog ma I ?gniog uoy era yaw hcihW" Upon seeing the newcomer, they wave him over. "?ot ffo uoy era erehW !ris ,olleH"
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Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin'sFrom Dusk to Dawn Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
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Oh, okay... well, I guess I can save the idea from my last post for whenever we hit the ground...or if we hit the ground lol.
Zuli maneuvers herself into a sitting position and crosses her legs, eyeing the satyr. Tilting her head she says, "Is this an everyday occurrence for you, or are you just some illusion like the rest of this forsaken place?" She shakes her head before asking Clementine, "You alright? The ground is a long ways away yet..." She frowns, turning back to the Satyr, "How the blazes did you fall of the cliff too?" She crosses her arms, huffing, "What does it matter. You aren't even real are you. This is just some blasted illusion made to keep us in some sort of loop isn't it? Say, when are we going back to the door?" She continues rambling until she runs out of things to say. Which, when that happens, leads her to look back up, wondering if the cliff was even still there.
Oh, okay... well, I guess I can save the idea from my last post for whenever we hit the ground...or if we hit the ground lol.
Zuli maneuvers herself into a sitting position and crosses her legs, eyeing the satyr. Tilting her head she says, "Is this an everyday occurrence for you, or are you just some illusion like the rest of this forsaken place?" She shakes her head before asking Clementine, "You alright? The ground is a long ways away yet..." She frowns, turning back to the Satyr, "How the blazes did you fall of the cliff too?" She crosses her arms, huffing, "What does it matter. You aren't even real are you. This is just some blasted illusion made to keep us in some sort of loop isn't it? Say, when are we going back to the door?" She continues rambling until she runs out of things to say. Which, when that happens, leads her to look back up, wondering if the cliff was even still there.
Perception: 15
“I’m not the best, didn’t expect to be falling… from like really high up. With the satyr of all people! Or of all satyrs… anyway, I could stab him? See if he’s an illusion?” Clementine is trying to direct herself toward the carriage
"Everyday occurrence? I am not actually sure. It does not matter what happens, I only know that I will always end up on the road between Nowhere and Everywhere. But other than that, I am not sure of anything." They frown, looking at their hands nervously. "I had never actually stopped to think why I do not remember much. I do not remember how I got here, or how long I have been falling. I just am falling." Upon seeing Clementine maneuver herself towards their carriage, they put their hands up. "I am most definitely real! Just like you are. Please do not hurt me. I am already constantly being chased by bandits, I do not need another threat to my life."
Zuli, you look up and the cliff is indeed there, but it looks like the rock face is all there is. You can't see the top of the cliff anymore.
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"Wonderfullll," Zuli drags the word out as she turns her attention back to the satyr. "I wouldn't kill him just yet." She glances at the ground and says to the satyr, "Do your remember us from before? Or were your memories wiped? Or, are you not even the same satyr and huffing white horse we met on the road earlier? Have you found yourself falling before? If so, how long does it usually take to reach the ground?" As she speaks, she rummages through her slim belongings, "Do either of you have a rope? It might be useless but I'd like to speed up this process if possible."
"My memory is... hard to describe. I may remember your faces and meeting you before, or I may not. As for right now," They pause, thinking hard, quietly muttering in another language. "I do not. I am sorry. I think I do have a rope in the back, I believe." They stand up from their seat in front of the carriage, and climb on top of the roof. They open a trapdoor and disappear inside. A few seconds (and a few loud clangs) later, they pop back out holding up a hemp rope. "Will this do? I do not know why you would need a rope, and how that would speed this up." They hand it to you, and hop back out of the carriage and back into their seat.
A few seconds later, two bandits appear right behind you. None of you seemed to have noticed when they came up to you or where they jumped out from, especially considering you're falling off a cliff. "We want that pendant!" one yells, brandishing a [weapon]Scmitar[/weapon] and pointing it directly at the pendant that is hanging off the side of the carriage stall. The other, aiming a [weapon]Light Crossbow;Crossbow[/weapon] directly at the satyr, jeers, "Yeah... we're gonna kill you!" The satyr, in response, puts their hands up and whimpers, looking nervously at you.
This time, Darklis understands, ".oot uoy oot gninrom doog .llew sa dluow I" She replies, also attempting to mimic the satyr's speech.
".pu bmilc uoy fi ,em ot txen moor emos dna ,foor eht no staes evah I .no emoc ,lleW" They pat the seat next to them once. "?gniog ew era erehw ,woN"
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
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".ris doog uoy knaht" Darklis says as she climbs onto the roof.
Zuli spreads her arms out, grinning as the ground comes closer and her hair whips out behind her. She is a little irritated at seeing the carriage, but falling to it is better than having to walk after the rest of their group. At least everyone is together again.
Twisting in the air, she angles her feet towards the ground, preparing to land. She attempts to land on her feet and hopefully catch Clementine so she doesn't take damage.
Acrobatics: 23
Strength if needed: 17
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I don't know if this will make a difference or not, but Zuli is immune to bludgeoning damage.
Clementine is screaming for her life and doesn’t know what to do, she’s trying her best to land feat first, as well as be caught by Zuli. If worst comes to worst she sheds her coat to protect any glass in it. (Throwing it off so it floats down more gently, like a leather feather.) She is wearing a simple tunic underneath.
dose the hunter notice clementine and Zuli
Perception: 6
first place in instakill the tarrasque solo
Clementine is screaming at the top of her lungs
Having watched all these events unfold before his golden eyes, Verdell gallops to the rest of the group, slowing his horse to trot alongside the satyr’s carriage’s horse.
Paladin main who spends most of his D&D time worldbuilding or DMing, not Paladin-ing.
I probably should've made this clearer, but the ground is miles and miles away, and the carriage is falling with you too. You'll be falling for the next few minutes.
The two of you---Zuli and Clementine---successfully maneuver yourselves to an upright position. Somehow (might be the drag), you catch up to the carriage. It looks like everything is suspended in mid-air, and the satyr is sitting in the front seat. They do not look bothered, like one might look if they were falling from a great height. "Good afternoon, ma'am," says the satyr. "And ma'am." They tip their hat at the two of you. The horse huffs once.
The Hunter, you can hear a faint, but shrill scream coming from the direction in which Clementine and Zuli were walking off to. ".flesym erehwoN ot gniog ma I ?gniog uoy era yaw hcihW" Upon seeing the newcomer, they wave him over. "?ot ffo uoy era erehW !ris ,olleH"
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Oh, okay... well, I guess I can save the idea from my last post for whenever we hit the ground...or if we hit the ground lol.
Zuli maneuvers herself into a sitting position and crosses her legs, eyeing the satyr. Tilting her head she says, "Is this an everyday occurrence for you, or are you just some illusion like the rest of this forsaken place?" She shakes her head before asking Clementine, "You alright? The ground is a long ways away yet..." She frowns, turning back to the Satyr, "How the blazes did you fall of the cliff too?" She crosses her arms, huffing, "What does it matter. You aren't even real are you. This is just some blasted illusion made to keep us in some sort of loop isn't it? Say, when are we going back to the door?" She continues rambling until she runs out of things to say. Which, when that happens, leads her to look back up, wondering if the cliff was even still there.
Perception: 18
“I’m not the best, didn’t expect to be falling… from like really high up. With the satyr of all people! Or of all satyrs… anyway, I could stab him? See if he’s an illusion?” Clementine is trying to direct herself toward the carriage
"Everyday occurrence? I am not actually sure. It does not matter what happens, I only know that I will always end up on the road between Nowhere and Everywhere. But other than that, I am not sure of anything." They frown, looking at their hands nervously. "I had never actually stopped to think why I do not remember much. I do not remember how I got here, or how long I have been falling. I just am falling." Upon seeing Clementine maneuver herself towards their carriage, they put their hands up. "I am most definitely real! Just like you are. Please do not hurt me. I am already constantly being chased by bandits, I do not need another threat to my life."
Zuli, you look up and the cliff is indeed there, but it looks like the rock face is all there is. You can't see the top of the cliff anymore.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Can the rest of us see Zuli and Clementine?
You can't see them, but you could hear them. The screaming has stopped now, but you could hear Clementine before.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
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Darklis looks around in confusion. "Did any of you hear Clementine just now? Shouldn't we be far enough away that we can't hear them?"
"Wonderfullll," Zuli drags the word out as she turns her attention back to the satyr. "I wouldn't kill him just yet." She glances at the ground and says to the satyr, "Do your remember us from before? Or were your memories wiped? Or, are you not even the same satyr and huffing white horse we met on the road earlier? Have you found yourself falling before? If so, how long does it usually take to reach the ground?" As she speaks, she rummages through her slim belongings, "Do either of you have a rope? It might be useless but I'd like to speed up this process if possible."
Agnomally looks nervously around. “Yes, I did hear her- maybe we should go check it out.”
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"My memory is... hard to describe. I may remember your faces and meeting you before, or I may not. As for right now," They pause, thinking hard, quietly muttering in another language. "I do not. I am sorry. I think I do have a rope in the back, I believe." They stand up from their seat in front of the carriage, and climb on top of the roof. They open a trapdoor and disappear inside. A few seconds (and a few loud clangs) later, they pop back out holding up a hemp rope. "Will this do? I do not know why you would need a rope, and how that would speed this up." They hand it to you, and hop back out of the carriage and back into their seat.
A few seconds later, two bandits appear right behind you. None of you seemed to have noticed when they came up to you or where they jumped out from, especially considering you're falling off a cliff. "We want that pendant!" one yells, brandishing a [weapon]Scmitar[/weapon] and pointing it directly at the pendant that is hanging off the side of the carriage stall. The other, aiming a [weapon]Light Crossbow;Crossbow[/weapon] directly at the satyr, jeers, "Yeah... we're gonna kill you!" The satyr, in response, puts their hands up and whimpers, looking nervously at you.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
(I'm assuming Darklis can also hear this but not see it.)
Darklis looks over to the satyr trying to notice if he can hear the others as well.