Fading flasks

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Jul 6, 2022 7:24 am
OOC:
Thanks! As I said a rough couple of days, Latvian Unis decided to have a new pretty stupid applying process for major and doctors (involves 2 exams and a project organising stuff, with 0 support from the uni), so that kinda kicked me out of my rails, if you can call it that. Sorry if that got on your nerves.

Yea... Dean is a bit unlucky/inefficient when it comes to fights....this happens when you play a support.


I know, but from Deans perspective if they are not wearing masks - they don't plan on letting him go. Hence, the best way is to at leat attempt to kill some of them.
Dean points his gun at one of the guards and releases one of the bullets, aiming at the neck. (Bullets left 6/8)

Hawk
The mechanical bird noticing that screaming doesn't help much anymore, squeezes its head trough one of the open spaces and attempts to pinch and pull on the guards armour. clothing or flesh with his little beak.
OOC:
Dean: AC15 HP 9/27 Action-gunshot at one of the guards
Hawk: Help action.

Rolls

Pistol to hit - (1d20+5)

(19) + 5 = 24

Pistol damage - (1d10+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Jul 6, 2022 8:27 am
OOC:
I'm sorry to hear that you are stressed by uni. Our games should be a stress relief, if not, we will stop in a heartbeat :D
After killing their charge, the guards continue to pummel the freak that the guild picked up from the street.
One guard is bleeding from a gunshot wound, and his attack is feable, but his body lands a weak blow
OOC:
Guard 1: 6 damage
Guard 2: 0 damage
[ +- ] guards

Rolls

Guard #1 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (4) + 3 = 7

1d8+1 : (2) + 1 = 3

Guard #2 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (16) + 3 = 19

1d8+1 : (1) + 1 = 2

Jul 6, 2022 9:45 am
OOC:
Don't worry everything is alright, I am mostly done with everything, I blackmailed a recommendation out of my uni cuz they owed me one, it let me skip most of the 2 exams, though I still had to do the interview. The games are indeed a nice stress relief, you are both a great DM, player and pbp mentor, I am really thankful! Though it was a bit hard to follow, since I am really used to irl games, hence the faster 'on the fly' pace.
The lad presses a hand onto his wound and concentrates, he needs to heal, hoping that he will be lucky enough to last a little longer. While the mechanical bird is trying its best to be useful.
OOC:

Dean: AC15 HP 14/27 Action-Cure wounds lvl1 ; Bullets in the revolver (6/8)
Hawk: Help action.
[ +- ] 1 Cure Wounds (Int)

Rolls

Cure wounds - (1d8+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Jul 6, 2022 11:49 am
He is a caste to! With desperation the two guards keeps pummeling Dean

Rolls

Guard #1 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (16) + 3 = 19

1d8+1 : (2) + 1 = 3

Guard #2 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (16) + 3 = 19

1d8+1 : (6) + 1 = 7

Jul 6, 2022 2:42 pm
OOC:
God damn it XD
Dean continues to heal himself, hoping that they will miss quicker than he runs out of spells... This was a really bad idea..
OOC:
Dean: AC15 HP 11/27 Action-Cure wounds lvl1 ; Bullets in the revolver (6/8)
Hawk: Help action.
[ +- ] 1 Cure Wounds (Int)

Rolls

Cure wounds - (1d8+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Jul 7, 2022 8:41 am
OOC:
Its a race aginst time and spellslots

Rolls

Guard #1 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (6) + 3 = 9

1d8+1 : (8) + 1 = 9

Guard #2 @dean AC15 - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (10) + 3 = 13

1d8+1 : (3) + 1 = 4

Jul 9, 2022 7:21 pm
OOC:
Yep... sorry for posting late, my interview got announced in the last moment. Add a disadvantage if it is needed.
Dean points his revolver at one of the guards in an attempt to shoot him down. Hawk tries his best to be useful. Missing them he huffs dropping his firearm, I give up!
OOC:
Dean: AC15 HP 11/27 shoot, Bullets in the revolver (5/8)
Hawk: Help action.

Rolls

Pistol to hit - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Pistol damage - (1d10+3)

(9) + 3 = 12

Jul 9, 2022 8:38 pm
OOC:
You have killed their employer and currently fighting for their own lifes. I'll say an INT save DC12 to realise they should stop fighting.
They overpower you and remove all your gear. You are left battered at bruised in a tiny cell. You sit there for several days. Long enough for you to lose track of time.

https://i.pinimg.com/564x/dc/1b/52/dc1b52e828410866cd9903242cc5c19f.jpg

Rolls

Guard 1 Int DC12 - (1d20+0)

(15) = 15

Guard 2 int DC12 - (1d20+0)

(18) = 18

The Woman

runekyndig

Jul 9, 2022 8:56 pm
By the third or the fourth or fifth day, you hear a commotion. The sound of battle, steel against steel and magic against soft flesh. You are exhausted as you haven't had any food or drink since you were thrown into this cell, but the noise fills you with hope.
OOC:
2 levels of exhaustion (1: Disadvantage on ability checks + 2: Speed halved)
After some time a soldier from the city finds Dean in his cell and soon after you see a known face. The woman is dressed in combat leathers.
There you are. We were getting worried. The Zhentarim had you hidden and it was no easy feat finding you. I now ow a nasty old wizard dinner, and he will be undressing me with his eyes all through the event. But he tracked your bird to this place, and now we can get out of here
The Woman
Jul 9, 2022 9:48 pm
Dean looks at the woman there's a small twinkle of hope in his eyes, that soon gets replaced with realization What exactly makes her better than them?... and then slight indifference.

He thinks about his reply for a moment deciding to start with a Who?, clearly not knowing about the kidnappers, after all he's a small crafter, not a politician, then puts down the summoned weaver's tools, with a halfway finished badly woven hay basket, in the pile with other, unsuccessful attempts. After all, he has been here for who knows how long and doing nothing for the time would have rendered him insane. Being honest he had a choice between stone, the material the cell is made of, and the hay bedding, his oh so gracious captors decided to bless him with. Where the only commodity lacked in comfort it fortunately made up with the versitility of the material at hand.

The lad walks to the cells doors and lightly knocks on the metal contraption as if reminding her, then opens his mouth, it is dry, so all movement is painful to him. With a silent, lightly coarse voice he speaks Water. Hawk. Gun. In an attempt to get something to quench his thirst, find out about his dear companion and weapon with the minimal amount of words.

Where it comes to the lack of enthusiasm towards his probable savior, Dean could only think of how strained his body currently is. After all at this point he has to put effort into every active thought or action...Well let's hope that i was wrong about her...not that i have much choice at the moment...

The Woman

runekyndig

Jul 10, 2022 7:55 pm
She hands you a waterskin. Once we have secure this place, we will move everything to Blackstaff Tower. Then it hit Dean, he figured out who she was, or at least, who she is working for; The Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors. Their headquarters are in the Blaskstaff tower in the Crastle Ward (see the map)
[ +- ] The Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors
It makes sense really. These guys are the ones who investigate magical shenanigans, and this issue with the healing potion falls within their perview.

She looks at Dean in disbelief. There are two major guild that could have done this to you.
Xanathar Guild is a guild of criminals. Before membership is granted, however, an applicant must pass a test that always involves the perpetration of a serious crime. Possibilities include murdering a guild member who has failed Xanathar in some fashion, kidnapping a Waterdavian citizen, collecting a ransom, robbing a hire-coach, or looting a warehouse.
And then The Zhentarim. It is a shadow organization that trades mercenaries and goods (including weapons) for profit. It has long sought to gain political influence in Waterdeep, but the strength of the city's Masked Lords, nobility, and professional guilds makes that difficult.

These guys are Zhentarim

The Woman
Jul 10, 2022 8:21 pm
Dean listens to her explanation while drinking from the waterskin. Desperately trying not to chug down the whole thing before properly moisturising his mouth.

Thanks. Where is Hawk? I mean, the metal bird, do you know where is it? he then stands still for a moment, thinking, before he continues I should probably stay here untill you clear the building, I am not exactly battle-efficient. He rubs the back of his head remembering how his little ambush attempt, didn't go as planned...
Jul 13, 2022 9:06 am
Dean is swept up with The Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors. He is not a captive but is under constant guard as they learn that he is the descendant of the man who first bottled healing magic. That tiny spark of special magic that his ancestor coned out of the gods, still flows in Dean. That is why he can make healing potion and no one else can.

3 months after the day of the brown potions, the effect dissipates. A group of adventures returns from the dungeons under Waterdeep telling tales about The Mad Wizard who nullified healing potions to hamper the constant threat of adventures into his dungeon. His nullifying effect could not touch the original bloodline
OOC:
Dean is the descendant of the healing potion equivalent of Prometheus
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