Evening events

Thorem doesn't say much of anything about the lost members. Seems it is something that happens here.

Thorem too like Lilly isn't to be nowhere near the Hell Hound despite he came in with it in their group. As far as production is concerned. HEALING POTIONS are like gold. Thorem who is a touch roasted right now will heal by the morning between HD HP recovery and Second winds. Thorem is a testimony of what the Hell Hould does when it breaths.

With some memory of times returning to him, he is going to perform some with his Dulcimer. He also will even take on some roleplaying while singing too. His performance before had always brought smiles and such. It was the driving reason he used to perform. It wasn't for gold. Of course, he has a limited selection as he hopelessly can't remember all that he used to perform.

For a hard crested mountain Dwarf, Thorem is strangely rather easy going although he reserved and tends not to just start conversations. You get the idea that he has a feel for other people.

He does sing in Dwarvish and Common. He plays a roleplaying show which is funny to watch. He makes use of his firebolt and mage hand cantrips to boast the show. If he attracts other entertainers in. He will gladly have them join in the fun.

Thorem is mixing well in but still questions a bit about how to get out of this place. I'm sure no one can answer that one. Trapped as we are.

Anguis will ask Lilly for some animals that they can spare for the hound probably a pair of chickens, a sheep or a pig would do...I'm sure that in future what we slay in the maze will be enough to feed the hound..... Yes, you're right, it is quite a dangerous place, so i decided to use the given opportunity to it's maximum capacity, i persuaded him that we're his new pack. If he receives any meat he will leave it with the hound.

After that he will find a clear space, put a stake into the ground and tie the rope to it, giving the hound a 40 ft radius to walk around, changing the knot to a hanged mans, treats hounds wounds, then he will leave it to test telling it in infernal If anyone else, except me, decides to come near you, you are free to eat them, if they're too much, break free and run to me, closer to evening there probably will be fools that will try to slay you, so rest while you can, because this is not an exactly friendly territory for creatures like us... Anguis mentions their shared nature....

After that he will spend an hour with it, so it has the time to shortrest, then walks off and tells people that don't like the hound, suggesting that they try their luck, if they are so brave against it in battle, ...though i won't tolerate ganging up, long range weapons or spells. Because only cowards gang up against a wounded and tied up creature. Have some manners, won't you?

He will spend the evening in the field of vision the hound Hoping that the beast has its fill of the brave fools, and interfere I'd someone chooses a cowardly method.

Mal smiles big as he meets these new comrades. Shared experience is the life-blood of brotherhood and friendship.

Once he eyes the hell hound brought by the group, his face sours a bit, and he says, "That beast: do you suspect it was whisked away to this place, like we were?

"I would see to it that we find a means of returning it to its home. Anguis, what do you intend with this creature?"

Probably, though there were only two, when we found him, killed the other one, so this would be more motivated to cooperate. I have seen how these are turned into trained wardogs by my elders, these hounds are perfect for both guarding duties and hunting down heretic sinners.... It is a shame that this one is a grown specimen though, these are hard one's to crack. A puppy would make the job way easier. Anguis nods to himself, sparing a glance at the hound, tending to his weapons and gear.

Yoth watches the three maze runners emerge with interest, taking special note of the hellhound. After they have settled, Yoth will go to each one in turn to introduce himself - not out of politeness, but practicality. If these are to be his comrades in the maze tomorrow, they at least need to know each other's names, and perhaps what they are good at. Yoth tells each that he is a warrior priest, capable of fighting, and if necessary, healing.

With Anguis, he asks a few additional questions about the hellhound. "How much control do you have over this creature?" and "If it becomes hostile, are you prepared to deal with it?" Both questions are asked very matter-of-fact, like one might ask a tailor if they can mend a cloak.

When Lilly is collecting our resources,
Lilly, ask your blacksmiths to make me a breastplate for armor.
Please.

Bellow mingles with the newcomers mentally counts the party members that have already departed one way or another. I wonder how the new guys will fare.Bellow speaks to Thorem. The scroll I gave you is a zone of protection from fiends like that devil dog. Sorry I couldn't explain that in the heat of the fight. Keep it. I have another.

Mal thinks on this, and then says, "I thought I saw you speaking with the hound in its native tongue. Is it sentient? Could you facilitate some engagement I can have with it?"

Anguis lifts a brow towards the bugbear, Mal, right? Believe me the only engagement he wants with you is to devour you, if you want to have any other type of contact, i recommend that you wrestle him for the more dominant position in the 'pack'....
Do you know if this place has any animals? I want to know if we can have any alterative feeding options here, because if not, i better start collecting monster meat for the hound
Then he puts down his sword and reaches for the shield Sentient yes, but unable to talk back, these hounds are pretty intelligent, taking them for mere animals are mistakes shared by many of their victims...

Mal responds: "Well, maybe after today wrestling the hound would be an option, but today I need rest. I had to fight some strange zombie creatures that came towards the village while the doors were open, and it was not the best." He starts to chuckle, but then says, "I'm not sure about animals, but if the hell hound can consume undead flesh, we have bodies of that kind available for consumption, I think. Maybe Lilly can help track those down for the hound.

"One other question. Does the hound have a name?"

"Anguis, thank you for your kindness. My full name is Mal'i'Gott', but I just have people call me by my first name: Mal. Do you go by any other names?"

Yes, please give me a moment. Aguis stands up and sees Lilly walking around, he waves her over. Lilly, i have a question and a couple of requests if you don't mind.i head that multiple teams didn't return today, could i ask you for a tent and a couple of sleeping bags that they used? The other request is that i would need a sturdy cage for the beast, roughly 2.5 cubic meters, it can be rough but has to be good enough to endure the flame breath and a lock Ofcourse. ...... Now for the question, Mal tod me that there are corpses around, could you bring a fresher one over, let's see if the hound deems it edible...Thank you beforehand. he waits patiently until Lilly leaves, then turns back to Mal I plan to spend the night with the hound in a different tent. Let's hope that it has more common sense than a rabid dog.... Sorry, i have a lot on my mind.....It's nice to meet you, my full name is Anguis 'Greg' Nessus. 'Greg' is shortened from a name I'm not allowed to utter, though it's pretty obvious, then again for me it's more of a title that i one day hope to be worthy of. Aguiss' eyes lose focus as he talks about his name, his focus wanders to a fading memory of his younger self being punished by the priests for thinking that, only because he has the birthright, he's the guaranteed successor. He was put into an isolated cell, alone - forced to recite the book about the first contract of his great Lord 'the contract that began all contracts'. He snaps back and shivers at the memory slipping trough his fingers.

Dice rolls. Thorem's performance was his BEST. (Natural 20). And just okay work with his Dulcimer (7).

Thorem easily slides away from the introduction as the Hell Hound fairly much takes the stage. Thorem isn't one for being the center of attention unless he is entertaining.

He does thanks Bellow for the scroll, This will come in handy someday.

He notes Yoth (Lizardman) and Mal (Bugbear) as two new ones to the group. Those above have struck again. He has no trouble on learning there names and listened easily to hear about their tale of the day. Such news comes fast around here as there isn't much else to talk about.

After he sees to the new goods being taken care of and requests for healing potion in. Thorem will eat sparingly before he breaks out his Dulcimer and starts to play. It is just an introduction to putting on a make-do show. He seems to remember having done this before and lets his memories flood him.

He will include a tale of today in his performance. He does some in Dwarvish and the rest in Common mainly. Thorem does a solo mock play where he takes on different personalities. Lucky for him he still has his disguise kit for supplies.

Acting, singing and playing are the joys in life for Thorem. Something he rather do then fight which he is good at too. Thorem's effort this night was outstanding. It all was coming back to him and it showed well. He couldn't have made a better first time impression. He could easily bring joy and happiness to this place that surely could use it. (Thorem is By Popular Demand performer.)

Performance 22 (Natural 20), Instrument Dulcimer 7

Later Thorem when Thorem finds his spot that he can call his home for all practical purposes, he will take out of backpack and start work to make a small mini still. (Brewery Supplies 17) Seems he is slowly remember that he used to work as a brewer long ago as well. So many memories he still needs time to recall. Nothing like good old Dwarven drink. Strong enough to break rock when spit.

Thorem isn't a young man nor is old and ancient, but he has been around quite a long time in human terms. He has celebrated his 65th birthday. He has still a long time to go.

Thorem is a giving man and rather modest and never one to brag. He isn't the most talkative person but he seems he does well to feel out about those around him. He is rather reserve and doesn't really spread himself around. He is quiet that way. And now he seems to remember that he used to work in a brewery.

Bellow eats the evening meal and moves to a choice spot to watch Thorem's music show. I've been around dwarves enough to know their language but I've never known them to sing.
Mumbling to myself, This is one unusual dwarf. But he is by far the most normal member of our party. I thought I was getting to know Anguis until he spoke to that devil dog.
That reminds Bellow of prayer time. He retreats to his tent and spends some time meditating and reading his prayer book.
Refreshed mentally, he steps outside taking his glaive for a few martial exercises.
Satisfied with the exercises, he turns in for the night.

Mal Goes to his tent, removes his armor and weapons, says his prayers to Eldath, and then lies on his bedroll, thinking about trees, leaves rustling, grass blowing in the wind, and creatures crawling throughout, all as he fades to sleep.

Anguis shrugs, Listen, by no means i have thought of you as my slaves, i don't exactly understand the core of these thoughts, if you believe that a request that can be easily declined is a prerequisite for slave-ownership or the like..... I know that you aren't exactly happy wit the hound, but i am thankful for the directions.Heh... I see that the old hag thinks too highly of herself, getting all angry just because someone decides to talk to her as an equal... Slavery? Seriously? It was a request not a demand...

He turns to the hound, In infernal do you eat the dead? Lets go have a look... Don't worry, I'm true to my word, i won't have a bite before you have something edible...
He approaches the hound and leads him to the corpses by the rope, using the same method.