Chapter 1 - No Silent Secret

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Jun 15, 2020 2:59 pm
Saya is thoroughly confused by the events that just occurred, but takes it in stride like the others seem to be doing, "Very strange things, indeed," Saya says, shaking her head, "But I am glad that we are mostly unharmed. I would be okay with burying them or giving them a sea burial. But I don't want to leave them here."
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Rolls

Religion - (1d20+3)

(20) + 3 = 23

Jun 15, 2020 3:05 pm
'You have already done well in Arethos's eyes as well. Forgive me, I have not thanked you all for doing my duty where I failed, and protecting me.'
Jun 15, 2020 3:13 pm
Between all of those religion rolls, you begin to put a few things together:

1) There are 3 masks, one of which belong to Varyas, who seems to have been declared a traitor.

2) The interior of Varyas's mask contains etchings throughout. Most of the etchings are difficult to decipher, although a single word stands out: Khea.

3) While these masks are likely worth ~100g each, it may be hard to find a buyer due to the arguably sacrilegious nature of selling burial masks.
Jun 15, 2020 11:48 pm
OOC:
Can I get a History check from everyone?
Jun 16, 2020 12:04 am
Khea? Ugh is this one of those things the Druids were always trying to teach me while I was trying to pay attention to more important things?

Rolls

History - (1d20+0)

(5) = 5

Jun 16, 2020 12:38 am
OOC:
History

Rolls

History - (1d20+1)

(1) + 1 = 2

Jun 16, 2020 3:10 am
Hmm... Khea? That doesn't sound familiar.
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Rolls

History - (1d20+1)

(8) + 1 = 9

Jun 16, 2020 3:54 am
OOC:
I’m gonna laugh so hard if Kalstios of all people get this

Edit: no danger of that happening
Last edited June 16, 2020 3:54 am

Rolls

History check - (1d20-1)

(7) - 1 = 6

Jun 16, 2020 4:38 am
You all awkwardly look around, realizing none of you know what the word Khea means. Lucky for you, you're heading to the city known for being the hub of knowledge and academics.
OOC:
5,2,9,6,1. Wow. Haha. That was spectacular.

Rolls

Sarlyn - History Check - (1d20+0)

(1) = 1

Jun 16, 2020 4:57 am
"Cool, let's hit the road. A Khea ... that's like a Meletian furniture store, right? Maybe these masks belong to them and they'll pay us to return them! Oh but first, let's free these beautiful horsies! Oooh, maybe one of them knows a thing or two!"

She helps Photina to his? her? feet (and maybe takes a peak underneath to reveal the answer to that little mystery), and casts Speak with Animals.

"Hi Photina! I'm Astraea, sorry about the accident back there! Are you okay? Who are these wierd guys riding you and where did they ride you from? Do you know anything about a Khea? Would you like me to let you go, or take you back to a barn somewhere?"
Jun 16, 2020 5:18 am
OOC:
The horses from the pursuing attackers have since run off and are nowhere to be found.
The red mare lied catching its breath the entire time the strangers had been fighting. Things seemed to calm down, but Photina was still too tired to get up.

Photina. Yes that name meant something once. She looked up at the satyr. "You're very kind. I'm tired...They chased me for a really really really long time." She closed her eyes, taking a couple more breaths. "They were scary. I'm thirsty." Another long few breaths. "You're much nicer than my last master. Can I come with you?" She begins to heave herself off the ground, and eventually stands.
OOC:
Given your original Animal Handling check, you know that given a day or so of recuperation, you could nurse her to full health. She also looks like she could probably make the remaining hour or so walk to Meletis at a walking pace as long as she didn't have a load on her back.
Jun 16, 2020 6:26 am
Kalstios haven't been around much magic and is absolutely dumbfounded by the satyr asking the horse all these questions. "Uhhh...I...did you get hit in the head? It's just...you're talking to a horse..."
Jun 16, 2020 8:47 am
"A bull-man, talking to a goat-girl, asking why she's talking to a horse?" Scylax chuckles. "Truly, these are strange lands."
Jun 16, 2020 6:49 pm
Astraea is too busy to notice the others comments.

"No problem Photina, you can come with us. We'll find a nice farm along the way for you maybe? Big cities are no places for an animal. Hey, does anyone have any water they can spare for dear, sweet Photina? "

Along the way to Meletis, if they come to a nice, spacious farm and the owners seem nice, she'll leave Photina in their care.
Jun 16, 2020 7:10 pm
Kalstios looks uncertainly at Astraea, fully believing her to have lost her mind, "Sure...there there horsey...drink up". He lets the horse have some water from his water skin. "So...do you guys want to walk to Meletis together? I’m thinking it might not be the worst idea to have strength in numbers in case more of those...things...come by"
Jun 16, 2020 7:16 pm
"Absolutely, travelling alone is B-O-R-I-N-G. Tell me all your life stories! Spare no details!"
Jun 16, 2020 7:49 pm
Kalstios shrugs, "Eh, rejected Mogis, travailed the plains, became a pirate, got betrayed by my fellow pirates, got saved by a goddess...the usual really, how about yourself?"
Jun 16, 2020 8:25 pm
'The masks, it may be best we pass them to a temple of Arethos or Erebos. ' She looks around at everyone. 'If there are more turned around, a group will be good' She looks back in the direction the riders came from. Part of her wanted to turn around and head that way, but sh was still injured and would have no idea where to go from a certain point.

'Arethos, I apologise for my failure, but please grant me the strength to try again.' As she speaks she holds the symbol around her neck, letting divine energy flow to her wound.

Rolls

Cure Wounds - (1d8+4)

(5) + 4 = 9

Jun 17, 2020 12:21 am
Astraea hangs on the edge of every word Kalstios says. Her usual flamboyance is replace with a rare moment of humility. "Wow, it takes a truly special person to go against the grain of the world like that and follow your heart and conscious."

But the flippant attitude comes back quickly. "Me? Oh you know, chosen of Nylea. Wasting my potential, they tell me but let me ask you this: if something is destined then you ain't gotta WORK at it, it's gonna happen no matter what right? So I'm just living life to the fullest while I'm on hold with the whole destiny thing. Technically exiled, but just for a while. More like a time out."

Astraea hears Sarlyn's comments and responds. "Okay, I get it. Don't want to catch a curse. Sigh, that would have been quite the score though. To the temple, yay..."

She watches as she knits her own wound as she invokes Arethos's name. "That was... amazing! What's your story?"
Jun 17, 2020 12:46 am
'It's not so much avoid a curse as avoiding displeasing Arethos. These are those who escaped from his and Erebos's domain, it will be good to discourage others doing the same.'

She looks at the satyr. 'I was raised in a temple of Arethos, and recently chosen to travel and hunt the returned. My 'destiny' as you would call it' It's clear she doesn't agree with how the satyr put it. 'It seems..I was brought back for a reason. If Arethos had a hand in that, it is even more serious. Though I feel I didn't not completely cross, which is an area he is more lenient in.'
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