Session 2: Tomb of the Necrodancer
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Feb 22, 2017 4:27 pm
The halfling steps forward. "Qiora Jaymie Geng," she says by way of introduction. "Songwriter, musician, instructor of the arts at the court of Lady Omon." She curtsies, before going to her designated mat.
Feb 22, 2017 11:14 pm
"Rhograx Hidaar, teller of tales, singer of songs and cook extraordinaire." Rhograx says with a huge sweeping bow.
Feb 23, 2017 1:06 am
I be Captain Valrakas. Valrakas strides forward and thumps his chest. Terror o' the seas an' breaker o' skulls!
Feb 25, 2017 7:58 am
"Garlend, Captain of Guard Unit Bravo-2."
"N-nalu! Ground floor h-hygiene team!"
The semi-circle of elders murmur contemplatively, and the large vine towering over the room unfurls slowly. You aren't quite sure how, but a bassy female voice rumbles throughout the inner chamber.
"Greetings, and welcome to my domain. I am Fibrosa. Lady Omon is a newcomer to these lands, so I'm glad she's smart enough to recognize her more powerful neighbors. I have a pollution problem in my forest and I need it dealt with. Mycnids moved topside from whatever hole they called their home. I want you three to figure out why they came up here, and then send them back to their origin. Once that has been accomplished we can seal their kind away. Completing this task will earn the Omon clan a valuable weapons trading partner, but we can work out the exact details later. Have I made my intentions clear? I will permit a few questions."
Fibrosa's speech goes on for longer than you expected, but her voice is actually pretty pleasant to the ears. She sure does talk a lot though, and you get the feeling that her and Lady Omon would get along swimmingly.
"N-nalu! Ground floor h-hygiene team!"
The semi-circle of elders murmur contemplatively, and the large vine towering over the room unfurls slowly. You aren't quite sure how, but a bassy female voice rumbles throughout the inner chamber.
"Greetings, and welcome to my domain. I am Fibrosa. Lady Omon is a newcomer to these lands, so I'm glad she's smart enough to recognize her more powerful neighbors. I have a pollution problem in my forest and I need it dealt with. Mycnids moved topside from whatever hole they called their home. I want you three to figure out why they came up here, and then send them back to their origin. Once that has been accomplished we can seal their kind away. Completing this task will earn the Omon clan a valuable weapons trading partner, but we can work out the exact details later. Have I made my intentions clear? I will permit a few questions."
Fibrosa's speech goes on for longer than you expected, but her voice is actually pretty pleasant to the ears. She sure does talk a lot though, and you get the feeling that her and Lady Omon would get along swimmingly.
Feb 25, 2017 3:46 pm
Rhograx bows once again, "I am unfamiliar with these Mycnids my lady, do we have any protection against their attacks to better prepare ourselves to rout these nuisances?"
Feb 25, 2017 4:45 pm
As the question is asked, Qiora thinks back to her studies and her experiences, searching her memory for any mention of these creatures.
Rolls
Nature? History? (Same modifier) - (1d20+1)
(1) + 1 = 2
Feb 26, 2017 1:45 am
Valrakas thinks to himself, What the fuck kinda creatures are these Mycnids? An' what the fuck kinda creature is this Firbrosa?!
Rolls
Nature - (1d20-1)
(6) - 1 = 5
Feb 26, 2017 3:54 am
"The mycnids release thousands of spores, which you will have to either resist or find a way to disperse. As you are all larger than a pixie, you'll be able to handle more exposure."
Qiora recalls that the mycnids are friendly mushroom creatures who reside in the underdark.
Valrakas infers that Fibrosa is a kind of plant... that can talk. He's heard of Ents, but this tentacle thing doesn't look like one. He also recalls that the mycnids are also some kind of vegetable person, but they live in the dark. They are supposed to have arms and legs, like the humanoid races, and they can even use tools or weapons.
Qiora recalls that the mycnids are friendly mushroom creatures who reside in the underdark.
Valrakas infers that Fibrosa is a kind of plant... that can talk. He's heard of Ents, but this tentacle thing doesn't look like one. He also recalls that the mycnids are also some kind of vegetable person, but they live in the dark. They are supposed to have arms and legs, like the humanoid races, and they can even use tools or weapons.
Feb 26, 2017 4:00 am
Qiora nods. "Will we have a guide to where these mycnids have established themselves?"
Feb 26, 2017 4:30 am
"If I may be bold," Qiora begins, "what do your people usually do to try and resist the effects, or to not breathe in the spores?"
Mar 2, 2017 9:57 am
"We avoid the spores. I am the entire forest, so I try to provide shelter when I can."
Mar 4, 2017 5:57 am
Fibrosa twists impatiently.
"Good, no more questions. Garlend will lead you to the mycnids."
And with that, the plant tendril falls back into it's original position. Garlend jerks his chin towards the exit and rises to leave the inner chamber. Once outside everyone is back outside, he breathes a sigh of relief.
"Haah, that actually went well. Really well. We can leave right now, unless you something you want to prepare beforehand?"
As he speaks he pulls out a piece of gold colored cloth and starts to fashion a bandana.
"Good, no more questions. Garlend will lead you to the mycnids."
And with that, the plant tendril falls back into it's original position. Garlend jerks his chin towards the exit and rises to leave the inner chamber. Once outside everyone is back outside, he breathes a sigh of relief.
"Haah, that actually went well. Really well. We can leave right now, unless you something you want to prepare beforehand?"
As he speaks he pulls out a piece of gold colored cloth and starts to fashion a bandana.
Mar 4, 2017 6:20 am
"Ye got more o' that cloth? We put 'em over our noses t' keep th' spores out. Learnt it in th' Far East. Thass what they do harvestin' their crops."
Mar 4, 2017 3:25 pm
Rhograx pulls out a piece of cloth from one of his costumes and ties it around his nose and mouth.
Mar 7, 2017 12:04 pm
OOC:
Gonna be busy this month, gonna squeeze out posts when I canAfter that, Garlend and Nalu lead the party though more pixie territory. Every so often you spot a tiny village in the trees, and sometimes the vegetation moves in an unnatural fashion--most likely Fibrosa keeping an eye on you. There are also a surprising amount of red and gold banners around the forest, must be their national colors or something.
Eventually the group arrives at thick barrier of leaves. You hear Garlend sigh deeply as he braces himself.
"We need to get through here... the spores are very strong."
OOC:
Everyone give me a con save when you enter the deeper forest. You get advantage if you can come up with a method of filtering the air or avoiding breathing in the spores. DC20 for no effects, DC15 for mild, DC10 for major. I'll even throw in a free table, so you can roll a d6 to see what kind of trip you get! Roll once for mild, twice for major.1: The air tickles, you start to see the humor in everything.
2: Does the air taste good? You get the munchies.
3: Everything reminds you of a sad memory.
4: The enemy is all around, everything is suspicious!
5: Just mellowed out.
6: You start to feel the POWER, you're invisible! You could probably punch through trees! Probably!
Rolls
Garlend CON Save (Adv) - (1d20, 1d20)
1d20 : (7) = 7
1d20 : (16) = 16
Garlend Trip - (1d6)
(5) = 5
Mar 7, 2017 3:53 pm
Qiora already has cloth that she's been using to cover her nose and mouth, part of her desert travel gear. She wraps this around her head and adjusts her hat as they walk through the forest. "You folk like red and gold?" she asks, casually, seeking more information from their guide.
"Penny used to like red and gold," Qiora mutters, more to herself. She falls silent, lost in a memory.
"Penny used to like red and gold," Qiora mutters, more to herself. She falls silent, lost in a memory.
Last edited March 7, 2017 3:55 pm
Rolls
Constitution - (1d20+3)
(12) + 3 = 15
Mild Effects - (1d6)
(3) = 3
Mar 7, 2017 3:57 pm
Valrakas rummages around in his pack for something to cover his snout with but comes up empty. Instead, with a chuckle he pulls the scary mask over his face.
Last edited March 7, 2017 4:04 pm
Rolls
CON save - (1d20+3)
(17) + 3 = 20
Mar 7, 2017 11:49 pm
Rhograx has the cloth he pulled from his costume to help filter it out.
The power flows through Rhograx, he has never felt such power. He knows he can hold it in though and use it to help everyone. He steps in front of the party, "You can't see me, but I am still here. Let me blow these spores away from you!"
Rhograx claps his hands together sending waves of air away from him and dispersing the spores.
The power flows through Rhograx, he has never felt such power. He knows he can hold it in though and use it to help everyone. He steps in front of the party, "You can't see me, but I am still here. Let me blow these spores away from you!"
Rhograx claps his hands together sending waves of air away from him and dispersing the spores.
Last edited March 7, 2017 11:52 pm
Rolls
Con save - (1d20)
(18) = 18
Con save advantage - (1d20)
(6) = 6
Effect - (1d6)
(6) = 6
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