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Post by Drake/Xynon on Aug 20, 2020 18:38:35 GMT
"Sounds like we both have a disliking for our roots, though as much as I didn't like the idea of being owned my old master wasn't so bad and I did enjoy the fame that came with arena success," he laughs, "So it sounds like maybe you had it worse," he slaps Mikey on the shoulder and grins. At Alfie's mention of the blood trail, "Seems old outside a market, no?" He shrugs, "I guess we follow?"
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Post by Alfie on Aug 20, 2020 19:25:27 GMT
Alfie laughs. "My childhood was great. I ran and played. Dont get me wrong, there were hours upon hours for studying and practicing. Learning and writing lines in Draconic sucked ass, but over all, I can't complain. I show you the stuff later. I have to count our haul still too. If they are refusing to let us search the hall and there's only one direction to go, then I guess we are following the blood trail by happy accident."
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Post by DotMM Dungeon Master on Aug 21, 2020 13:11:54 GMT
Alfie,Behemoth,Mikey Not being too worried about the small blots of fresh blood that are on the floor KFC the corridor, you all continue moving through and take the left path. Ahead of you is a very long corridor that goes for 120-fet before the darkness consumes the path. You can see that up ahead there is a left and right path in the corridor, making a four-way intersection. You all continue moving towards the intersection, when there is a flash of blue light from behind you all and the sound of metal hitting the ground. You all turn to notice that Luth and Stitch are not behind you. In his place, on the floor, is the circlet that he took from Mikey.
About roughly 10-feet away from where he was stood is a wide-eyed, female wood elf. She has tanned skin, and spiked hair that stays out of her face. She is dressed in high quality clothes, but look to be used fairly often. There is a bow and quiver of arrows protruding from behind her back, and a shortsword that pokes out from behind her waist at a horizontal line. Her eyes dart to each one of you, slightly worried as to why she is here.
Aunna You've travelled far and hard to finally get close to Waterdeep. Your goal being there for the possible salvation you so desperately seek. Your journey has been rather disinteresting in way of meeting people on the road, mainly due to you hiding form any humanoid presence, fearful they may have an inkling of who you are or where you are coming from.
About two days out from the city of Waterdeep, you have to find shelter amongst a grouping of trees while the day comes to a close and the night pulls in. You manage to make an impressive shelter out of the foliage and branches around, and you take pride in your work as you stare at your shelter. With the game you manage to find too, you get to work on preparing a meal for the night over a small campfire. You watch the hare meat roast while you think about your goal and how close you are. You decide the meat is ready and get up from your shelter to grab the meat.
As you move closer, you instinctively blink and a strange force within you feels a rather strong pull in the split second your eyes are closed. You open them and your surroundings are completely different. Instead of a night sky silhouetted by leaves on the end of branches, you see a stone ceiling that is 10-feet from the floor. Infront of you is stood a group of four people.
Your eyes instantly move to a monster of a man, made of pure muscle and height. His mane of hair a brown colour and sits at shoulder leng, with his blue eyes looking at you. You can see his nose misshapen and multiple scars that cover the exposed skin. He holds a large pole arm that you have never seen before and a large pauldron that sits on his shoulder, looking to be made from a draconic skull of sorts.
Another one of the men is smaller than the first, but dressed in rather ordinary clothing. His chiselled jawline is prominent of his features and his thick brown hair where you can notice small wisps of grey. Atop his shoulder sits a monkey who seems to be holding a stone, ready to throw at you.
You then notice another man, dressed in plate mail that is adorned with intricate detailing. His hair is a luscious blonde in colour that falls down beside his face.
Next to him is a man who is giving you a rather odd look. Hos skin seems rather pale for a human and he is dressed in clothing without armour.
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Post by Mikey on Aug 21, 2020 14:17:05 GMT
"Luth? What did you touch? And where is Stitch" Mikey approaches the Elf carefully checking the walls, and floor, not wanting to go through a similiar change.
(Perception+7)
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Post by Alfie on Aug 21, 2020 14:29:54 GMT
In a panic, Reggie launches the pebble at Not-Luth missing wildly. "You don't have enough to miss!" Alfie chides Reggie. Alfie takes a few steps back, placing Behemoth and Halleth between himself and the newcomer and quickly yanks his sleeve back while whispering "spatium manibus". The spectral hand flys out and grabs the potentially lethal circlet at her feet and brings it back to Mikey.
"What did you do with Luth and Stitch?"
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Post by Drake/Xynon on Aug 21, 2020 14:43:13 GMT
Seeing, or not seeing, Luth and Stitch suddenly being replaced with an elf Behemoth stands to his full height looking confused but fearsome
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 14:55:02 GMT
The only indication of her surprise are her wide almond shaped eyes. Quickly, they return to their usual frown, sizing up the group in front of her. Drawing her bow and an arrow, she takes a step back, saying nothing.
Mentally, she goes over what just happened. Where the hell am I? Did they find me already? I’ve got to find a way out...
Brown orbs dart left and right for an exit. Her head swivels back and forth to get an idea of what’s behind her, but doesn’t want to keep her eyes off of the group in front of her.
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Post by Alfie on Aug 21, 2020 15:00:27 GMT
"Easy friend," Alfie says, "We don't aim to hurt you so long as you don't aim to hurt us. My name is Alfred Prescott. You can call me Alfie. I need to know what you did to our friend and why."
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Post by Mikey on Aug 21, 2020 15:13:04 GMT
Mikey stops in his approach realizing from both Alfie's words and the drawn bow of the elf the situation is a strange one. Mikey's hands go up, palms out, "Its were okay, we are mostly okay people, do you speak common?"
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 15:22:07 GMT
Although she relaxes a bit, her bow and arrow remains ready should their words prove false.
“I’m Aunna.” She speaks in Common and pronounces the name as ‘Anna’. “I know nothing of your friend.”
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Post by Mikey on Aug 21, 2020 15:27:21 GMT
Mikey carefully and cautiously grabs the circlet. "This place sucks! That is probably why you are here Anna." Mikey looks back to Alfie. "Did you want to take this?" Mikey indicates the circlet.
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Post by Alfie on Aug 21, 2020 15:43:39 GMT
"If you don't want it." Alfie says taking the circlet. "What are we going to do about Luth and Stitch?" Then, turning back to the stranger "Aunna, this is not a safe place to travel alone. And it seems we have another mystery to unravel. I speak for only myself, but if the others are okay with it and so long as you don't attempt to hurt us, you are welcome to tag along for a while. At least until we get to a place more hospitable. Then you may depart if you wish."
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 16:03:07 GMT
Right now, keeping them in her sights was the best thing she could do. That way, she could learn whether or not she had to kill them and make an escape.
She nods, a simple agreement to his terms. Slowly, she places the arrow back and secures her bow. Looking around, she asks, “So, where are we, exactly?”
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Post by Mikey on Aug 21, 2020 16:12:00 GMT
"The Undermountain, under the yawning portal tavern in Waterdeep. I am Mikey by the way!" Mikey waves. He turns and moves beside Behemoth once more. "We should probably find a safe place to talk, between the blood trail here and the goblins back there." Mikey stretches arms over his head looking at Behemoth. "Shall we?"
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 16:40:27 GMT
Undermountain... she made it! It doesn’t matter how, it only matters that she did. So, now, it’s time to find the wealth.
“Good idea. Any idea where?” Looking around, she tries to get her bearings. “Do any of you have a map?”
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Post by Alfie on Aug 21, 2020 17:03:49 GMT
Adjusting the circlet on his head, and swatting away Reggie's curious paws, Alfie perks a little at the mention of a map. "Only of where we've been. Do you happen to have one?"
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 19:00:24 GMT
Aunna just blinks at him, unsure of whether or not he’s seriously asking such a question. Just in case, she says, “Umm... no. No I don’t.”
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Post by Alfie on Aug 21, 2020 19:03:48 GMT
"Hmm... Ok then. Well, we really only have one way to go at the moment."
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Post by Drake/Xynon on Aug 21, 2020 19:38:46 GMT
"Are we done just talking, theres been enough of that already today," he laughs as he relaxes upon seeing Aunna lower her bow, "I'm Behemoth, arena champion, you've probably heard of me," he grins, "Still working on my normal name," he laughs, "So this way?" He gestures widely to the area ahead and begins to lead on.
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Post by Aunna | Jessica on Aug 21, 2020 20:00:17 GMT
Looking at Behemoth, she shakes her head, “No. I can’t say I’ve heard of you.”
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