Apr 4, 2019 7:00 pm
The growling continues.
[ +- ] Orcish
What damned question child halfbreed whelp?! The bird chirps and chirrups like dinner.
Chapter 2: Do-si-do with Dame Fortune
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Apr 4, 2019 7:14 pm
Catriona ignores the insult.
[ +- ] Orcish
"What are these people to you besides food? Where do you come from?"
Apr 4, 2019 7:40 pm
[ +- ] Orcish
They are food, and a nuisance. We are the Broken Fang, and we are from here. This is our land, these filthy softskins have stolen our lands and put our tribes to the flame. Pity you aren't full orc girl.
Apr 9, 2019 5:10 am
Catriona sighs. "Kill him," she says to Baraq, "but not on his knees like this. Stand him up, and give him a warrior's death." Conflicted now about the orcs and the humans, Cat turns to the survivors. "If you return to your homes, they'll just keep coming back to drive you out or kill you off. That's what they say you did to them."
Apr 9, 2019 3:46 pm
"Warrior?" says Baraq tilting her head back and at an angle as she looks upon the orc. She thrusts her javelin for the orc's heart and leans in. "I think not," she hisses, blood still flecked on her beak. "Those eyes taste of prey."
Apr 9, 2019 3:58 pm
As with the other, this one expires with a gurgle in his throat as his eyes go hazy.
The old man looks at you quizzically Cat. We did no such thing! My great grandfather settled our farm! he says with some anguish in his voice. Those bastards chased us out!
The old man looks at you quizzically Cat. We did no such thing! My great grandfather settled our farm! he says with some anguish in his voice. Those bastards chased us out!
Apr 12, 2019 5:30 pm
Baraq licks the blood off her javelin and proceeds to harvest the two orcs of their eyes. Perhaps knowing how everyone participated in the successful attack, she steps up to each person and offers an eye.
Apr 14, 2019 3:20 am
"Your word against his. It doesn't matter. No doubt, your ancestors and their ancestors all inflicted atrocities back and forth for generations and generations. It don't care if you want to go back and uphold those traditions."
Cat declines Baraq's offered eyeball. "We're done here. Let's be off."
Cat declines Baraq's offered eyeball. "We're done here. Let's be off."
Apr 14, 2019 5:17 am
Baraq doesn't flinch at the declination, instead continuing on to share with Xavena and Aera. "Back to crazy man," she says, taking an eye for herself.
Apr 15, 2019 2:24 pm
Aera happily takes the eye and pops it into his mouth, "All done? Let's go," Aera says, getting ready to fly up into the air once he gets confirmation.
Apr 17, 2019 12:50 pm
Leaving the humans alone amidst the bloodstained snows, you continue your travels back towards the city. You trudge along, mixing walking and flying between you for several more days. You see no further signs of orcs or weary humans or any life, save for the occasional small bird in the sky.
As the sun reaches its peak in the sky nearly a tenday later, you see the walls of the city beyond rising up into the sky. It takes several more hours, but you do eventually find yourselves back in the city you departed from nearly a month ago.
You noticed, as you made your way back, that the weather shifted radically as you trudged. One day it would be cold and crisp, with fresh snow. Other days it would be nearly summer temperatures, without causing the snow to melt. Yet other days, it would feel like the start of autumn, brisk and slightly cool. Always, the gem in the scepter reflected the conditions around you.
As the sun reaches its peak in the sky nearly a tenday later, you see the walls of the city beyond rising up into the sky. It takes several more hours, but you do eventually find yourselves back in the city you departed from nearly a month ago.
You noticed, as you made your way back, that the weather shifted radically as you trudged. One day it would be cold and crisp, with fresh snow. Other days it would be nearly summer temperatures, without causing the snow to melt. Yet other days, it would feel like the start of autumn, brisk and slightly cool. Always, the gem in the scepter reflected the conditions around you.
Apr 17, 2019 3:36 pm
Catriona hasn't gotten any better at reading the weather, but she's gotten a little tougher, and thinks she understands the world at large a little bit more than she used to.
OOC:
Randomly determined spells for the day: Entangle, Fog Cloud, Goodberry, Purify Food & Drink, Barkskin, Earthbind, Hold PersonLast edited April 17, 2019 3:39 pm
Rolls
Daily random spell selection - (4d19, 3d16)
4d19 : (13121018) = 53
3d16 : (255) = 12
1d16 - (1d16)
(11) = 11
Apr 17, 2019 5:01 pm
OOC:
I forget who has the scepter.Apr 18, 2019 5:47 am
"Now it if controlled the weather, that would be useful." Xavena nods along as they keep walking.
Apr 18, 2019 12:57 pm
Aera takes the stick several times throughout their journey and shakes it, trying to figure out how to work it.
Rolls
Investigation? - (1d20+6)
(18) + 6 = 24
Apr 18, 2019 1:10 pm
Area, throughout the journey you discover that the scepter can be attuned to, however, you cant seem to figure out quite how to attune to it. You do notice one night that the gem changes before the weather does. You get the feeling the weather has to do with the scepter, not the other way around.
Apr 20, 2019 6:35 pm
"Now," says Baraq, ignoring whatever research was done upon the scepter, "where is crazy man?"
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