Session 2: Tomb of the Necrodancer

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Jan 5, 2017 4:56 pm
"Aye. We want Nalu an' Peat." Valrakas growls.
Jan 5, 2017 10:51 pm
"Yes, he was a fierce fighter and aided us along the way. I have grown partial to his company and request him as our liaison."
OOC:
Hmm, I believe he'll hold them tight to his body, but not sing.
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Rolls

Con save - (1d20)

(9) = 9

Jan 6, 2017 8:04 am
Garlend smiles and answers professionally.

"Nalu is simply being taken to the elders for the hotwash, as he is expected to give a report on his travels. He'll be back before dinner is over, worry not. We have food and quarters prepared, and tomorrow Fibrosa would like to speak with you all."
Jan 6, 2017 9:10 am
"Food sounds good!" Valrakas grunts, slapping his belly.
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Jan 6, 2017 4:05 pm
Qiora seems moderately satisfied. "What's a hotwash?" she asks.
Jan 6, 2017 11:25 pm
"I prefer a warm wash and a hot wax personally, but spa treatment is always good." Rhograx leans in close and whispers to Garlend, My friend Valrakas is somewhat of a vegetarian, but doesn't like to tell people much. Can you bring him salad for his meal?
Jan 6, 2017 11:40 pm
"A hotwash is a debriefing, not an actual bath. And I will see to it that the dinner reflects your preferred tastes. Any more questions before we press forward?"
Jan 6, 2017 11:51 pm
"What title should we refer to Fibrosa as?" asks Qiora, mindful of diplomacy.
Jan 8, 2017 6:28 pm
Unaware of Rhograx's prank, Valrakas smacks his lips imagining what sort of tasty meat these folks are going to serve.
Jan 9, 2017 10:17 pm
Rhograx pulls out his fiddle and starts singing,

Once when traveling through a city,
I met this girl that was giddy,
She gave me her heart,
So I took her into my cart,
Where we would laugh and play,
But only cards were dealt that day!

Rolls

Performance - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Jan 10, 2017 12:21 pm
Garlend takes the party to a few huts made out of leaves and timber. There's a separate one for each person, with a leafy cot inside. It looks like the tiny fairies are setting up a dining table in the middle of the huts. A slight breeze rolls in, and most of the workers go haywire. A few backup workers pop out of a nearby tree-house to replace the ones affected by the hallucinogenics. The high fairies as whisked away for treatment.

Garlend sniffles a bit before addressing the party.

"The wind carries spores, and we're heavily affected due to our size. Makes it damn annoying to do anything, I've got to assign three workers for a single task. Please make yourself at home, dinner will be out shortly."

Valrakas and Rhograx start to feel really, REALLY good about the forest. It feels as though you've drank enough ale to become tipsy. The trees look nice, no monsters are attacking, and the air smells amazing. Is someone wearing perfume? Whatever it is, it's great!

On the other hand, Qiora is simply tired from a long day of travel. These quality of these huts falls far below any Generan inn.
Jan 10, 2017 12:47 pm
"I could get used to this, aye!" Valrakas leans against a hut, folding his arms behind his horned head. "Rhograx, me matey, 'ave I ever told ye yer th' most handsome scaly bastard I ever saw? Aye, mate. Second t'me, 'course! 'S true."
Jan 10, 2017 3:49 pm
Qiora asks Garlend, "How do you..." before stifling a yawn. "Mm, sorry. How do you treat those affected by spores? Have you found a means to filter them out, maybe with a mask or cloth around the nose and mm..." another yawn. "Mouth?"
Jan 11, 2017 1:53 am
Rhograx takes a long deep breathe and winks at Valrakas.
Jan 15, 2017 12:41 pm
OOC:
Sorry for not updating, work was killer this week.
Garlend replies to Qiora.

"Rags work somewhat. The most effective way right now is to avoid being outdoors."

...

After a short wait, the tables are finished and the pixies bring out plates of food. It's like a cornucopia of strangely shaped fruit, various maize dishes, and stewed root vegetables. For meat, there's grilled locus legs (about the size of a turkey drumstick), stuffed desert quail, and giant bat. As with most fey fare, there's about ten different sauces of differing tastes and hues to mix and match.

As they fairies bring out the food, they go out of their way to ensure that Valrakas does not even get a glimpse of the meat dishes. They wouldn't want to offend him, of course.

Garlend is absent at the start of the meal, he presumably went to go fetch Nalu and Peat.
Jan 15, 2017 1:10 pm
Valrakas would normally have been cranky at the absence of meat. But right now he's too high on the spores to harbor any ill feelings. He sits, heavy-lidded, happily munching away at the fruits and vegetables.
Jan 15, 2017 5:26 pm
Qiora nods, though it really looks like she is nodding off. She does not even seem interested in the feast before them. "That's good to know," she says, half-mumbling with heavy-lidded eyes. "Good to know that the spores don't go inside..."
Jan 16, 2017 11:08 pm
Rhograx tastes everything, savoring the intense flavors and the richness of the foods. Waving the locust leg towards Vikent, "Isn't all this food great?"
Jan 19, 2017 6:30 pm
Qiora falls silent during the meal, lacking the energy to think of or contribute to any conversation. She does not even deign to offer a performance.
Jan 19, 2017 6:59 pm
Valrakas blissfully munches on the most delicious celery stick ever.
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