Jul 4, 2021 8:36 pm
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"I am a business man, And I’ve found business is more successful when it’s an honest one."The Coast Way
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Jul 4, 2021 8:49 pm
Xzar shrugs. "Just because he doesn't want to join our organization doesn't mean he and his friends can't be useful to us, Monty."
The mad necromancer pulls an iron nail out of his robes, then crushes it to dust in his skinny hand. Suddenly a look of surprise and misery crosses his face, and he cries in a high-pitched voice, "Mommy, it broke! Waaaa!!!"
Montaron sighs and stomps on Xzar's foot, causing him to blink back to his normal(?) self. The skinny wizard sifts gently through the iron dust with his fingers. "This is bad for everyone's business. Sure, it might be fun for a while and cause a little chaos - great for pranks - but in the long term..." He shakes his head and flashes a rictus grin. "Nobody wants that. Well, probably someone does. And so Monty and I are going to find that someone, gut them, and use their entrails for garlands. Oh, and revert all the damage done to the economy, of course."
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"Then, trying to meet the gaze of both men (though it was hard with the eccentric Xzar), "I’m not saying we have to like each other, but if our goals align we may be able to help each other. If they align." He adds with emphasis.Montaron sighs and stomps on Xzar's foot, causing him to blink back to his normal(?) self. The skinny wizard sifts gently through the iron dust with his fingers. "This is bad for everyone's business. Sure, it might be fun for a while and cause a little chaos - great for pranks - but in the long term..." He shakes his head and flashes a rictus grin. "Nobody wants that. Well, probably someone does. And so Monty and I are going to find that someone, gut them, and use their entrails for garlands. Oh, and revert all the damage done to the economy, of course."
Jul 4, 2021 8:52 pm
Khalid swallows hard. "I... d-don't..." He takes a breath and rubs his wedding ring, then grits his teeth. "Yes. It might be big enough to be her."
He takes a purposeful step toward the mounds, armor clanking.
He takes a purposeful step toward the mounds, armor clanking.
Jul 4, 2021 9:04 pm
Startled, Ossein pipes up, "Hold up friend, if anyone is going to do something dangerous, let it be my bearer."
Ossein directs Archer to go investigate the mound
Ossein directs Archer to go investigate the mound
Rolls
Investigation / poking the mound with a stick - (1d20+4)
(12) + 4 = 16
Jul 4, 2021 9:44 pm
Aiwë grabs Khalid by the arm. "As brave as Elurin!" she praises, referencing the hero of well-known elvish ballads that rescued his wife frankly far too many times. She grabs Archer with her other hand.
"But we need soft feet, remember?" She jerks her head at Wirrow and Rift. "Let us do the work you hired us for." She releases Khalid. She doesn't release Archer.
Wirrow and/or Rift have Bardic Inspiration for a stealth check.
"But we need soft feet, remember?" She jerks her head at Wirrow and Rift. "Let us do the work you hired us for." She releases Khalid. She doesn't release Archer.
Wirrow and/or Rift have Bardic Inspiration for a stealth check.
Jul 4, 2021 10:24 pm
Sheemish grins, "See! Now that I consider an honest work. Didn’t know Montaron was down for being a hero and guardian of the realm and saving all downtrodden. He’ll be kissing babies next! And you call us goodygoodies."
Sheemish rises from the chair. "I’m a blacksmith, the iron trade is my trade and my fathers trade as well as many others. Putting a stop to whoever is causing the crisis is something I would definitely be interested in. Let me know if you need help. Unless the two of you think you can do it alone again."
Sheemish tosses a coin to one of inn staff and says loud enough for the table to hear.
[b]"one more round for the fluffy guy that kisses babies." And walks away.
]
sheemish casts whisper as he leaves the table Hoping to eavesdrop on their conversation. It allows him to only hear Montaron however, as it is only cast on one person.
Sheemish rises from the chair. "I’m a blacksmith, the iron trade is my trade and my fathers trade as well as many others. Putting a stop to whoever is causing the crisis is something I would definitely be interested in. Let me know if you need help. Unless the two of you think you can do it alone again."
Sheemish tosses a coin to one of inn staff and says loud enough for the table to hear.
[b]"one more round for the fluffy guy that kisses babies." And walks away.
]
sheemish casts whisper as he leaves the table Hoping to eavesdrop on their conversation. It allows him to only hear Montaron however, as it is only cast on one person.
Jul 5, 2021 3:24 am
"Soft feet? Who's got softer feet than a hobgoblin with rotting feet? They're soft and squishy."
Remembering the promise he made to Keggruk, Ossein steps between Aiwe and the mound, " On second thought, feel free to use me for cover."
Remembering the promise he made to Keggruk, Ossein steps between Aiwe and the mound, " On second thought, feel free to use me for cover."
Jul 5, 2021 4:41 am
Hobgoblin is talking to him again. This time he notices its mouth is not moving. Odd. It keeps mentioning bears. Very odd. He glances at the offered torch. It does seem to burn happily.
"Um, no." He takes a step back, and then adds a belated, "Thanks." What a strange creature.
Thankfully he is saved by Drum Lady asking him to sneak up to the mounds. His heart begins to race. He likes sneaking. He does not like gibberlings. With all the eyes on him though, he can't back down.
He nods to Drum Lady and takes a moment to focus on himself. He tucks his wings tightly against his back. He should have practiced sneaking more with them, since they could throw off his balance. He takes slow, tentative steps toward the mounds.
"Um, no." He takes a step back, and then adds a belated, "Thanks." What a strange creature.
Thankfully he is saved by Drum Lady asking him to sneak up to the mounds. His heart begins to race. He likes sneaking. He does not like gibberlings. With all the eyes on him though, he can't back down.
He nods to Drum Lady and takes a moment to focus on himself. He tucks his wings tightly against his back. He should have practiced sneaking more with them, since they could throw off his balance. He takes slow, tentative steps toward the mounds.
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Rolls
Sneaky feet - (1d20+7)
(8) + 7 = 15
Sneaky feet advg - (1d20+7)
(6) + 7 = 13
Inspiration - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Jul 5, 2021 3:54 pm
With the extremely disturbing realization that gibberlings likely use people to repopulate somehow, Stella looks a bit sick. She opts to keep quiet, letting Aiwë advise the group and let Rift investigate the mound.
Jul 5, 2021 5:26 pm
OOC:
Where's the Whisper spell? I'm not familiar with that one. One of the new spells? Do you know which book it's in?The halfling hops off his chair and stomps up the stairs to his rented room.
Jul 5, 2021 5:35 pm
Rift easily picks his way between the mounds, making not a sound as he goes. Being the smallest member of the party, he notices that the biggest mound is actually larger than himself. His clawed hands carefully and quietly dig down through the big mound's dirt, and he can't help wondering if one of those gibberlings might be waiting just below his fingers, ready to take a bite out of them. Then he touches something besides dirt. Fabric... Clothes. And... that is a cold, bearded face. No way this person is alive.
Clearing away the rest of the dirt, Rift finds a dead human merchant bound with rope. His body has several horrible wounds where something was clearly trying to eat its way out of him from the inside. The good news, however, is that Rift finds a small purse with 20 gold pieces tied to the man's waist.
All of this is visible to the rest of the party.
Clearing away the rest of the dirt, Rift finds a dead human merchant bound with rope. His body has several horrible wounds where something was clearly trying to eat its way out of him from the inside. The good news, however, is that Rift finds a small purse with 20 gold pieces tied to the man's waist.
All of this is visible to the rest of the party.
Jul 5, 2021 5:37 pm
Khalid lets out an odd sound, half agonized moan and half sigh of relief. "We m-must find her! If she's kept like this, she m-m-might... I don't w-want... We just have to find her!"
Jul 5, 2021 6:49 pm
Aiwë pats Ossein with reassurance and thanks, watching Rift pick carefully through the mounds.
More money is certainly nice, but the dead man was a horrifying find. How long can one survive buried? Probably not long. And those wounds... But Khalid seems certain his wife is alive.
"Where next?" Aiwë urges him.
More money is certainly nice, but the dead man was a horrifying find. How long can one survive buried? Probably not long. And those wounds... But Khalid seems certain his wife is alive.
"Where next?" Aiwë urges him.
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Jul 5, 2021 7:56 pm
Sheemish racks his mind for any connections with the "Zhents."
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Rolls
History cueck - (1d20+6)
(8) + 6 = 14
With advantage - (1d20+6)
(7) + 6 = 13
Jul 5, 2021 8:07 pm
Sheemish holds a small metal tube to his mouth, creating a slight ring and echo to his speech, as he whispers in a musical sing song tone. The words carry only to Xsar.
"I am Moop! (Gleeful squeak). I am a servant of the dark lord of chaos and silliness. Trust the blacksmith and watch the fun. (Evil cackle)"
jhermsy might be proud of this one Sheemish thinks with a smile. And with that the short spell ends.
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"I am Moop! (Gleeful squeak). I am a servant of the dark lord of chaos and silliness. Trust the blacksmith and watch the fun. (Evil cackle)"
jhermsy might be proud of this one Sheemish thinks with a smile. And with that the short spell ends.
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Rolls
Deception - (1d20+2)
(15) + 2 = 17
Jul 6, 2021 4:35 am
It takes all of Rift's self control to not jump away from the body. Another dead body? Seriously?!
If only he'd been sneakier with the purse, he could have kept it from the rest of the group. They would just spend it on a different dead body. Next time he'd be more careful. He wiggles his fingers in anticipation. It had been a while since he picked any pockets. Maybe that would have to change soon.
If only he'd been sneakier with the purse, he could have kept it from the rest of the group. They would just spend it on a different dead body. Next time he'd be more careful. He wiggles his fingers in anticipation. It had been a while since he picked any pockets. Maybe that would have to change soon.
Jul 6, 2021 4:08 pm
Wirrow, who's been mostly silent the whole journey, quirks a narrowed eyebrow at Khalid's reaction. It seems like he's in denial more than anything. Still, as long as his delusions got them the money they needed to make Aiwe happy and didn't endanger anyone she cared about, she'd put up with them.
Aiwe. Right. Wirrow looks over at the half-elf girl; golden irises now with a red edge to them. When she'd told Aiwe she would be fine, that was before they'd had to go right back to travelling. They... might have to talk or something. In the meantime, she thinks Aiwe's current reaction is a lot more reasonable than Khalid's. The wounded corpse is disgusting, sure, but it's to be expected. That was what the work of monsters looked like.
Aiwe. Right. Wirrow looks over at the half-elf girl; golden irises now with a red edge to them. When she'd told Aiwe she would be fine, that was before they'd had to go right back to travelling. They... might have to talk or something. In the meantime, she thinks Aiwe's current reaction is a lot more reasonable than Khalid's. The wounded corpse is disgusting, sure, but it's to be expected. That was what the work of monsters looked like.
Jul 6, 2021 4:55 pm
Khalid gestures to the ground beyond the mounds. "The t-trail continues on. Oh, my p-p-poor Jaheira..."
The group avoids the remaining mounds and continues on, following the trail that leads north around the edge of the Cloakwood. After a little more than a half hour, they find the rest of the gibberling horde...
Sprawled before the party are hundreds of dirt mounds. Although most of them are small and identical to the ones they came across before, four larger piles can be seen scattered among them. The sheer number of mounds makes it difficult to find a clear path without disturbing the sleeping monsters.
The group avoids the remaining mounds and continues on, following the trail that leads north around the edge of the Cloakwood. After a little more than a half hour, they find the rest of the gibberling horde...
Sprawled before the party are hundreds of dirt mounds. Although most of them are small and identical to the ones they came across before, four larger piles can be seen scattered among them. The sheer number of mounds makes it difficult to find a clear path without disturbing the sleeping monsters.
OOC:
Okay, so there are 4 larger mounds (presumably with a person buried in each). Each mound will need a separate Stealth check (So if you decide to roll Stealth, make sure you specify which mound you approach, #1 or #2, etc.)The DC is only 5, but failure (including a nat 1, regardless of your bonus) will wake the horde. No Help action here, but other bonuses (Guidance, Bardic Inspiration) are okay. They just need to be declared before the roll. Jul 6, 2021 5:37 pm
Aiwë catches Wirrow's eye, and suddenly remembers there was one more question she had meant to ask when they were in the Cloakwood last time. Seeing the red ring, she fears she knows the answer. Best to wrap this up quickly and get back to the Inn as soon as they can.
The party pauses before the rest of the hoard. Four mounds. Jaheira won't be alive for long if she is buried in one.
"Quiet, creeping feet!" she encourages her friends. "This will be a story to tell back at the Inn for certain!"
Bardic Inspiration to Wirrow, Rift, and a third sneaky person if they want it.
Seeing how soundly the gibberlings sleep, Aiwë feels confident in her own dexterity. She creeps forward toward the closest mound, her drum silent at her waist.
Going for Mound #1
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"Quiet, creeping feet!" she encourages her friends. "This will be a story to tell back at the Inn for certain!"
Bardic Inspiration to Wirrow, Rift, and a third sneaky person if they want it.
Seeing how soundly the gibberlings sleep, Aiwë feels confident in her own dexterity. She creeps forward toward the closest mound, her drum silent at her waist.
Going for Mound #1
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Rolls
Sneaky sneaky - (1d20+3)
(14) + 3 = 17
Jul 6, 2021 11:09 pm
I watch the members of my group move forward checking the gibberling’s people (we guess) mounds silently, knowing that my armor would put me at a disadvantage in doing this task. Instead, I watch out for signs of trouble as I grip my warhammer and shield tightly.
Rolls
Perception - Look around for any signs of danger - (1d20+1)
(9) + 1 = 10
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