"I thank thee for thy welcome cleric." After a deep bow he continues. "You have not heard of me then? The taverns of the Sword Coast and beyond are filled with rumours of my courage. I should know since I had to start them my self."
"Truth be told I try to let others hold the front line, but mayhaps I can aid you in doing so." Garrick cast strength on Branwen and as an afterthought he continues with ghost armor. He then picks up Aloras sword and slaps himself with the blunt side to make sure that the spell worked properly.
"Ah, yes. Silke. There was an ... incident, that was SO NOT MY FAULT. Anyway, I had to leave town in a hurry and latched on to the first group of adventurers that came by. Thus ..." Looks in Xzar's direction and sighs. "Boy do I know how to pick them."
OOC Hi everyone I just want to say that I have been enjoying the quality of your role playing. If you don't mind a new face around here I would love to give this a try. I just fear my writing may not be of the same caliber. At any rate if it's okay I would love to que up as........ Boo!!!!! (and Minsc)
OOC: welcome, fenris! and at the rate we're going - 3 encounters, 2 deaths, i dare say you'll be joining us sooner rather than later...but the worry of an undead hamster if something goes wrong and Strahd gets his fangs on Boo...brrrr...i've got chills...and they're multiplying...
OOC: welcome, fenris! and at the rate we're going - 3 encounters, 2 deaths, i dare say you'll be joining us sooner rather than later...but the worry of an undead hamster if something goes wrong and Strahd gets his fangs on Boo...brrrr...i've got chills...and they're multiplying...
Garrick... Lady Skie? Mistress Silke... Dear... oh my. I know of this Bard, and if he's... You're not saying... Then she .. My Lady... *bowing* apologies most profusely.
I think... yes, I think I'll go sit down for a moment or two.
OOC: Wait.. what? I had cast my healing spell before the battle had even happened.. ugh. I don't think it would have helped in the end, with poor Edwin.
Eyes the pair with some suspect. Cernd shrugs a little, when his companions loot their deceased companions. "Like scavengers, it seems. It is the way of the wilds, I suppose." Though he had a feeling that the deceased mage wouldn't care for his corpse to be riffled threw.
After everyone has finished looting the bodies and cutting off heads, you see the double doors to the east are closed. Yet you are sure this is the way to the chapel that Lief Lipseige told you about.
OOC I'll probably be away from the forum until monday. If we're attacked, assume I'll run to the defense of the nearest group member or the one in greatest danger, whichever I can reach.
hmmmm...nothing has happened yet...and they certainly sound solid enough to slam shut in something's face if it leaps out...*turns back to the party* newcomers! who wants to make themselves useful and open the door? *beams*
Edwin- P. Flying, Cloak of Protection +2, P. Polymorph Self, Scroll (Charm Person, Otiluke's Resilient Sphere, P. Speed, Dagger +2, +3 vs. Creatures Larger than Man-Sized, Necklace of Missiles (p1x8, 2x6, 2x4, 4x2)
Alora- Dagger+1, +2 vs. Creatures Smaller than Man-Sized, Rope of Climbing, P. Healing, Sword +2, Bracers of Defense AC7, Boots of Speed.
Waste not, want not. Garrick collect Edwin's scrolls and keep them. Next he make sure that our crazy mage dons Edwin's cloak and necklace and also Alora's bracers. Aerie gets the p of polymorph self and he also hand over the p of plant control. Branwen gets the p of speed. The last dagger he give to Kivan with the words "We shouldn't leave such items behind for our enemies to find"
As he hand over the potions to Aerie, he bow deeply. "I fear I know very few songs in the elven speach. I hope you will enjoy them none the less".
Cernd holds the figurine in his hand, ready to summon his trusty dog, if in case their new companion gets attacked, or mauled. Hopefully someone would be able to heal him, if the worst would come to pass. "Perhaps, but I think that it would be unwise to rest out, in the open. Hopefully the chapel can give us some sanctuary. What do you see, Garrick?" He asked, after addressing Skie.
Alora would like to offer Keldorn her Ring of Regeneration for his Cloak of Elvenkind (and if he doesn't agree to the trade she will steal it off him and hide in it - though he will probably be able to find her by following the trail of candy wrappers)
I had to look back, poor alora did have my old cloak. I'm sure Skie would like it now.
Alora would like to offer Keldorn her Ring of Regeneration for his Cloak of Elvenkind (and if he doesn't agree to the trade she will steal it off him and hide in it - though he will probably be able to find her by following the trail of candy wrappers)
I had to look back, poor alora did have my old cloak. I'm sure Skie would like it now.
"Sure, my thanks Sir Keldorn. I think I am currently the one in our group that can make the best use of it."
"Can anyone see any traps? If not then I vote that we proceed. My magical armor won't last forever, and we need to find a safe base. I think your experience is needed Keldorn. Should we send our scouts first or keep the group together?"
Garrick also thank Cernd for his vigilance and informs him that he sees a long, dusty passage and that the passage continues on into darkness beyond the furthest reach of our lights.
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"Truth be told I try to let others hold the front line, but mayhaps I can aid you in doing so." Garrick cast strength on Branwen and as an afterthought he continues with ghost armor. He then picks up Aloras sword and slaps himself with the blunt side to make sure that the spell worked properly.
I hope you get to Strahd before Ravenloft gets to you.
I think... yes, I think I'll go sit down for a moment or two.
Eyes the pair with some suspect. Cernd shrugs a little, when his companions loot their deceased companions. "Like scavengers, it seems. It is the way of the wilds, I suppose." Though he had a feeling that the deceased mage wouldn't care for his corpse to be riffled threw.
As he hand over the potions to Aerie, he bow deeply. "I fear I know very few songs in the elven speach. I hope you will enjoy them none the less".
IC Aerie smiles at Garrick. "I'm sure I will."
Ok, Valygar gets over his nausea and follows Cernd.