Iron Ranger wrote:

eakratz wrote:

Iron Ranger wrote:

[KEET GOOCH roll str test]

[2!]

KEET successfully drags TILLAK inside the door!

[missing KEET and TILLAK d20 rolls]

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What’s the roll for?

KEET tries to catch his breath as NARRHIL digs through TILLAKs pack.The bag was refilled quickly back in the beastman cave but he manages to find one last dusty bottle from the cellar and drains it into the warlock's mouth.

[TILLAK roll 2d4+2 !]

The dropped torch flickers next to them on the stone floor, the slight cold breeze still blowing in the open door. It illuminates the windowless room. Burned books are stacked neatly along the walls. A crude stuffed mattress is tucked into one corner and there is an overturned bowl nearby it.

[KEET GOOCH  +333 XP for defeating the stalking wolves.]
[NARRHIL  +333 XP for defeating the stalking wolves.]
[TILLAK   +333 XP for defeating the stalking wolves.]
[TILLAK  +200 XP for charging the wolves instead of barricading in the room.]
[KEET GOOCH  +200 XP for abandoning safety to rescue Tillak.]
[NARRHIL +200 XP for challenging the wolf with fire after wand was dropped.]
 

Narrhil rises taking with him the torch to illuminate the room further, "was that a magical storm?" he asks those who can hear. 

If the door is still open, he throws his shoulder against it; to shut it.

He scans the room for danger and any useful equipment.

"We can start a fire with what is left of these books," states Narrhil.

He remembered the passing of the bright globe of purple light, the great sphere, had it returned? "We must barricade to door, that wolf spoke to me in a human voice, and threaten to return and destroy us!"

He looks to the roof, was it intact...

Kéet breathes a sigh of relief, then "Wait they talked?" he exclaims. When he feels the vibration in the floor. He drops down and places an ear, trying to discern what it may be. 

[Rolled a 12. Needed to roll a 4 or less]

"Aye, it spoke, a were-creature, or magical spell cast on a human to change him to that of a wolf, I know not..."

Narrhil had fear that one of his new comrades would disappear... or even him, but for one to return. "Sir Votin, do you hear me?"

bald_headed_yeti wrote:

Caveman wrote:

"Aye, it spoke, a were-creature, or magical spell cast on a human to change him to that of a wolf, I know not..."

Narrhil had fear that one of his new comrades would disappear... or even him, but for one to return. "Sir Votin, do you hear me?"

Votin raises his heads and stares into the distance,

"Aye...a voice...a human voice...all I have heard lately is the murmur of the sea...not even a seagull's squawk.

Tell me how long have I been gone...seems like an eternity?"

Votin eyes wander over his gear and it's pitiful shape.

He tests the weight of his axe...

"A sharpening stone if there's one to be had. If I die I don't want the spirits to think me a laggard."

"Any scraps of food, I don't remember the last time I ate."
 

"Votin!" Tillak croaks. "Where have you been?" If Tillak has rations, then he gives them to Votin.

Last edited by SullyB74 (5/03/2024 8:47 pm)

SullyB74 wrote:

bald_headed_yeti wrote:

Caveman wrote:

"Aye, it spoke, a were-creature, or magical spell cast on a human to change him to that of a wolf, I know not..."

Narrhil had fear that one of his new comrades would disappear... or even him, but for one to return. "Sir Votin, do you hear me?"

Votin raises his heads and stares into the distance,

"Aye...a voice...a human voice...all I have heard lately is the murmur of the sea...not even a seagull's squawk.

Tell me how long have I been gone...seems like an eternity?"

Votin eyes wander over his gear and it's pitiful shape.

He tests the weight of his axe...

"A sharpening stone if there's one to be had. If I die I don't want the spirits to think me a laggard."

"Any scraps of food, I don't remember the last time I ate."
 

"Votin!" Tillak croaks. "Where have you been?" If Tillak has rations, then he gives them to Votin.

I feel like all the food has been consumed. I'll need to go back and doublecheck for that last ration. I recall Keet ate what his captors gave him...

Votin accepts the pick and tucks the axe away for quieter times.

"Many thanks, I was on some sort of hidden cove the temperature and light stayed consistent with nothing to eat but fish and little else for shelter or cooking.

There seemed to be someone else there and I could follow their tracks but never found anyone.

From the look of my gear it seemed I was there for a long stretch of time."

 

eakratz wrote:

Kéet jumps back in surprise.

"Holy drek what in Thaumagorga's spiked nuts is that?" he cries out, pointing at what appears to him an apparition. Then, when he sees Tillak's un-alarmed demeanor he calms down. "Uhm, are we friends with ghosts?"

"Votin is an old traveling companion. We met when he was attacked defending me and my brethren from a giant lizard. He is as brave a man as I have ever met. We need not fear him, I assure you."