Nov 14, 2023 10:44 pm
"hmm, okay.Dieter says
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1. The Cloakwood
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Nov 15, 2023 12:14 am
Aiwë slips between Koveras and Dieter and walks the boy off. "Don't punish the behaviour you want to see," she chides gently.
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Nov 15, 2023 12:42 am
"sorry, I ugh..got a bit carried away" Dieter says looking like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
Nov 15, 2023 12:59 am
As the tension of the situation drains away, Aldous watches Aldeth Sashenstar go. The young noble has a confused frown on his face. He walks over and nudges Koveras' arm. "The head of the Sashenstar house and a prominent member of the Merchants' League recognized you, but not me?"
Nov 15, 2023 1:00 am
Koveras shrugs and responds with a half-smile. "Maybe it's the frog leg? Besides, there are only so many half-orcs in Baldur's Gate; I tend to stick out." His tone turns bitter there at the end.
Nov 15, 2023 1:04 am
Aldous looks down at his new limb and flexes it experimentally. "I bet I could jump really high if I had two of these..."
He pats Koveras on the shoulder and winks. "Maybe I'll grow a frog head sometime. Then nobody would give you a second glance!"
He pats Koveras on the shoulder and winks. "Maybe I'll grow a frog head sometime. Then nobody would give you a second glance!"
Nov 15, 2023 1:05 am
Koveras' eyes flick to Stella. "I'm not sure Miss Melerelel would appreciate that... though I'd pay gold to see it!"
The two carry on, and Koveras' bitterness melts away like fog on a bright morning.
The two carry on, and Koveras' bitterness melts away like fog on a bright morning.
Nov 15, 2023 5:31 am
Aiwë pats Dieter. "It's okay. We've got you."
Smiling at the boys cheering each other up, Aiwë drifts over to them. "I bet you could jump really high as is." Aiwë interjects. "C'mon, let's test it!" She lifts one leg then bends down and jumps with the other to test her own leg. She leaps up expertly and is able to reach a tree branch high above her head. She grabs onto it and swings there for a moment.
"Wow!" She laughs. "Stella did you see that! Look! You can jump really high when the ground is dirt and not ice."
Smiling at the boys cheering each other up, Aiwë drifts over to them. "I bet you could jump really high as is." Aiwë interjects. "C'mon, let's test it!" She lifts one leg then bends down and jumps with the other to test her own leg. She leaps up expertly and is able to reach a tree branch high above her head. She grabs onto it and swings there for a moment.
"Wow!" She laughs. "Stella did you see that! Look! You can jump really high when the ground is dirt and not ice."
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Rolls
One-legged hop! (Athletics) - (1d20+7)
(20) + 7 = 27
Nov 15, 2023 5:23 pm
The party consults the map and continues with their journey through the Cloakwood. By the time they arrive at a small river cutting through the forest, the dim light coming through the trees has darkened to orange; the sun beyond the boughs has begun to set. A narrow, moss-covered wooden bridge spans the gap between banks.
The light above darkens further for a moment, and then the group realizes that the shift was caused by something large flying overhead. Even at a distance there's no mistaking the wyvern for any sort of bird; its sinuous head and tail are a dead giveaway, not to mention its sheer size.
And then there's another. A second, slightly smaller wyvern joins the first. The draconic creatures' heads swivel as they make passes over the area, keen eyes seeking movement in the trees on either side of the bridge. They don't seem to have noticed the party yet.
The light above darkens further for a moment, and then the group realizes that the shift was caused by something large flying overhead. Even at a distance there's no mistaking the wyvern for any sort of bird; its sinuous head and tail are a dead giveaway, not to mention its sheer size.
And then there's another. A second, slightly smaller wyvern joins the first. The draconic creatures' heads swivel as they make passes over the area, keen eyes seeking movement in the trees on either side of the bridge. They don't seem to have noticed the party yet.
Nov 15, 2023 5:27 pm
Inspired by Aiwe's jump, Aldous tries one too. He doesn't go nearly so high as Aiwe, but at least he doesn't fall on his face.
He chuckles and tries again. "Come on, Slimy, show me what you can do!" The tadpole seems to have heard and understood him, because Aldous' next jump lands him up in the tree.
(Arcana: Aldous has learned to cast Jump!)
He chuckles and tries again. "Come on, Slimy, show me what you can do!" The tadpole seems to have heard and understood him, because Aldous' next jump lands him up in the tree.
(Arcana: Aldous has learned to cast Jump!)
Rolls
Athletics - (1d20+1)
(12) + 1 = 13
Nov 15, 2023 7:39 pm
Aiwë's grin is wide and tusky. "Ooh ooh," she grunts deep in her throat. "Now this will be a grand hunt!" she says quietly. She mimes beating on her shield in excitement. "Hide, teeth, a story to tell, and a feast tonight. You ready, Blood?"
Nov 15, 2023 7:42 pm
Shelur howls as Aldous leaps past her. "Amazing!" she says, scrambling up beside him. "Stella! Stella did you see that?!" She pauses.
"Can you get down?" she murmurs to Aldous.
"Can you get down?" she murmurs to Aldous.
Nov 15, 2023 7:46 pm
"Do you want me to shoot them down?" Dieter whispers from under a bush.
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Nov 15, 2023 7:52 pm
"Starting ranged makes sense." Aiwë whispers back. "Have you seen those guys though? We're not going to 'shoot them down.'"
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Nov 15, 2023 7:55 pm
"shooting things is my speciality, I can bring it down." Dieter replies. "If I wing it the fall will either cripple it or kill it outright"
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Nov 15, 2023 8:01 pm
"I mean…maybe" dieter says pulling his lo my bow out. "Could you..I don’t know.. give me a beat?"
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Nov 15, 2023 8:14 pm
Aiwë's grin widens. Any wider and the white of her teeth might flash in the moonlight and alert their prey.
She pats the dirt with her hands, making a slow, quiet, confident, inevitable beat. She whispers in time, an encouraging undertone to Dieter's focus.
"Hand steady, aim high/ prowess, hunter!/ let it fly!"
Dieter gets bardic inspiration!
She pats the dirt with her hands, making a slow, quiet, confident, inevitable beat. She whispers in time, an encouraging undertone to Dieter's focus.
"Hand steady, aim high/ prowess, hunter!/ let it fly!"
Dieter gets bardic inspiration!
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