Rose finds a nearby pond. It has a slight tinge of purple but good chance that was there before the fire..
Polmar puffs at chest a bit, How about it, Lershoth, good stuff?
He then sort of hears Jalel out the corner of his tufted ears and nods Wow, you really like to play the long game huh? Well, if you want to come with me on my errand you're welcome to come, Quip.
"Yes, well, let's see."
Lershoth begins to investigate the vials.
Lershoth, You spend a little while looking at the vials and referencing your books.
The process goes smoothly.
Red = +2 Perception. Blue = +2 Wisdom. Pink= +2 Charisma. Yellow = +2 Intelligence. Black = +2 Intimidate. Green = +2 Strength.
Each vial is good for three doses. If one were to drink 2/3 or the full vial in one go, then the effect would be double or triple. But no matter how much you drink in a single shot, its effect will last the same amount of time, which is one hour.
Lershoth points to them in order describing them and their effects.
"Generally speaking, each are good for three doses, and will last an hour, but if one were to consume most or all of a single vial then the effects would be magnified. Where did you find these again Polmar? This is some strange magic unlike anything I've really read about.
Suffice to say, I'd would say they won't kill you, at least not immediately."
Polmar puffs up proudly There is a small abandoned village up in the hills where the old knight watch tower stands. There didn't appear to be too much of use, but of course my eyes may have missed someone yours wouldn't. I could take you back up there when I return from my quest
It's too dangerous splitting the group but I am also hesitant to send Polar to his doom alone...what do you all think?
My concern is he may be gone for some time.
"It might be best, given the days events, to call it a night? Perhaps we could send a small group together out to inspect it, you know in case any of the Spiders survived being toasted."
Jalel cracked a small smile at Polmar's observation.
"Perhaps I do at that."
Then with a small nod, he turns and heads off.
In the late evening Jalel plans to get one of the Orcs, and then he and the Orc will sneak out and head to the cave where the Orc said he saw a hooded individual heading into a cave. It was to the west near the sea, right?
Polmar sticks out his tongue at Rose Well, I have a quest to go on tomorrow, and if you don't want to come then don't but those of you who are coming should prepare tonight. I'll meet you right over there in the morning. pointing to where the Dragon set him down
Polmar goes back home and stitches together a couple of sacks to carry things in in this weird realm he is about to be sent to and polishes up a few stones to use a bullets.
Nephele you feel the damage that has been done to the trees may be to great a task for your magic. But the smaller stuff like shrubs and whatnot may be a possibility. Though it is getting dark when you notice this and so you head back to resume the next day.
Jalel, you get the orc you talk to most and sneak out, in the dead of night. You venture to the cave by the beach the orc spoke of. When you arrive you see something that makes you stop in your tracks. A figure cloaked in a slightly glowing cloak walks into the cave.
Jalel looks to the Orc who led him to the cave. "Wait here and stay hidden for my return, I'm far stealthier on my own." he whispers.
After he moves into the cave stealthily tailing after the cloaked figure.
The cloaked figure does not seem to notice Jalel's presence. Jalel is led through a short tunnel and into a small room. Jalel gets a stong sent up his nose, the smell of something rotting... The cloaked figure lights a lamp. Jalel can now see from the entrance of the room littered with animal, orc and human carcasses. each missing their skin and sections of their bodies. A large wood table sits on the far end of the room. The figure removes their cloak to reveal a demon of some kind. At least that's the what pops into Jalel's head. The creature was bald, pale pink, had three black eyes arranged like a triangle on its face with slit nostrils and a sharp toothed mouth, it had no ears but small holes on the sides of its head. Two small horns protruded from its forehead. It stood about six and half feet tall, and had a slender build. Its feet were like that of a goat but covered in slightly purple fur that came up to its knees. Its hands had two long fingers and a thumb on them and in its right hand it held what looked like a large rat. it then placed the rat on the table and with a cat like claw that shot out its left index finger. it then gouged the rat in the throat the rat stopped squirming, and the demon began to rip the rat apart. it ate a large part of it then threw it onto the floor with the others corpses. the demon then headed into a open doorway left of the table near the back of the room. it left the cloak upon the table. Its hoof prints echoed as it went along the path where ever. Then after a short while they stopped, at least 30 feet away.
Well now, this is a strange opportunity. Certainly not what I'd had in mind, but this thing... this demon does not seem to be the type I can reason with. he glanced at the carcasses littering the room.
Time to get what I can then.
Jalel manages to sneak across the room gracefully. And grabs the cloak. It has a silk like feel. Besides the slight glow it is hard to tell what makes it special.
Jalel smiled to himself as he felt the cloak. The feel was soft and supple.
This is what I have missed.
Jalel, cannot get a good read on the cloak. But he does hear approaching hoof prints.
Jalel decided it was time to leave.
Jalel gets out smoothly. And returns to his home base orc following behind. A high pitched screech can be heard coming from the cave. But you got far enough away where it does not spot you.
You are now at base camp you lock the orc up and are to tired to figure out the cloak so you go to bed and decide to work on it in the morning.
It is now early morning.
Lershoth will precede to awaken and go about his daily morning business, making sure all of his equipment is in order, that nothing is missing.
Lershoth then goes to find Polmar, curious over this "quest" of his. Upon finding the Halfling
"So what is this quest you are on about?"
Rose can't tell whether the water is safe or not.
Siobhan Sable, Sits alone at a small wooden table in her hut. She is in the middle of sharpening her blade when she hears a *KNOCK KNOCK* at her door.
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I guess it must be Rico saying goodbye, unless he's getting overprotective again and wants someone else to go.
Siobhan smiles slightly as she gets up to answer the door; volunteering in front of the whole tribe had pretty much pulled the rug out from Ricos' feet on that one.
Whispers ran through the assembled group, they'd spent so long thinking that they were the only survivors that this news was quite a shock.
"Ignore them, we can go it alone!" came one answer from the back of the crowd. "We haven't needed them this far and we don't need them now!"
The mood was rapidly turning ugly around Siobhan as she stood at the front facing her brother. The change was just too big, too fast.
She slid out of the crowd and clambered up onto the platform, nudging her brother off in the process. "I volunteer!"
Her loud voice quelled the muttering for a moment and she pressed on, taking advantage of the silence.
"You are right Tratus, we have done well by ourselves and we might not need this other group. But my brother, our leader" she placed a pointed emphasis on these words "has to think about our long term survival, not merely our pride." She turned to look at her brother.
"Clearly we need to send someone to establish further contact with this group, and it cannot be our leader, you are needed here. Therefore I volunteer to go and work with this new Duchess. As sister of the tribes leader I should have a degree of status in their eyes, but I'm not vital to the tribe like so many of you are."
"Does anyone have any objections?" She glared at Rico until he shut his mouth.
"Look Rico, I've made up my mind and that's final. I love you but..." as she swings the door open with a jerk.
"But your still going." Rico responded stoically. "Don't worry I know that there is no changing your mind when you have made a decision. I just came to see you off is all. What am I not allowed to at least do that?"
Jalel awoke and smiled to himself. Reaching over he picked up his newly acquired cloak. "Well now, I had intended to speak to your previous owner, but I think I'll just keep you instead."
Sitting up, he tried it on and then decided to make his way over to where the rest of the group was gathering.
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"Of course you can you big softy!" Siobhan grabbed her brother in a hug. "I'm nearly ready to go, just putting the last few things together."
Rico chuckled, surveying the disaster zone that was the inside of Siobhan's hut. "For someone with so few possessions you sure can make a mess..."
"It's one of my many skills Rico, not everyone can be as freakishly neat as you! Besides, I know exactly where everything is. Now where did I put my arrows..."
Taking the quiver from her brother Siobhan mock-glared as he snorted with laughter. "I knew exactly until you came in and started moving things!" Dropping the act she came in close and kissed him on the cheek.
"I'll be fine Rico, I promise. You know I can take care of myself and from what you said they seem friendly. I won't bind us to anything without your say-so. I'm more worried about you, Tratus has been getting so vocal recently - keep your eyes on him and the rest of our family. I'll be back with good news before you know it!"
Swinging her pack onto her shoulders Siobhan grabs her longbow and heads for the cave exit, looking back to see if Rico is following...
Polmar is packing his bag to go meet the dragon in the morning when Lershoth interrupts Ah, Lershoth. The quest is one given to me by this dragon. He said to make up for burning down the forest I have to find some kind of special seed that will help rapidly repopulate it. Total poppycock if you asked me, but I don't want the rest of you to deal with an ornery dragon just because his stupid sacred forest was highly flammable. If you're interested in coming with me, I would appreciate the company.
Talirin wakes early and exits the cave, putting himself at a good vantage point to see anything coming towards this area and waits for anyone/thing coming towards them or leaving the cave...
Lershoth briefly considers Polmar's offer. "Well, it would be an easy excuse to go out and collect more samples and to investigate the world around us a little further. I would be delighted to come.
Perhaps we should speak with Rose and the others, to see if any would be interested in joining. If nothing else, I'm sure the fire will have attracted attention and it is probably best to be safe. I shall return shortly once I make a few preparations and grab my equipment."
Lershoth will go back to his lab to acquire his standard gear and take a few minutes to prepare a few extracts.
1st) Shield, Heightened Awareness, Cure Light Wounds (1 Open Slot)
2nd) Focused Scrutiny (1 Open Slot)
Polmar nods and grins wide I wonder what Rose will do when torn between helping me and leaving the fate of the colony in my hands
He heads out and approachs Rose, Nephele, and Quip regarding the situation. He looked for Tal briefly but didn't see him.
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Siobhan drops down to the ground the moment she notices the dragon.
Heavenly choirs! That thing must be fifty feet long... I thought dragons were only bed time stories!
Siobhan racks her brains for anything useful related to dragons and comes up with nothing apart from the obvious: big claws, large teeth and the ability to tear her apart in seconds.
Unwilling to move and expose herself to an unknown, and probably undefeatable foe, Siobhan slides backwards into the grass, trying her best to find more cover.
Siobhan drops down to the ground the moment she notices the dragon.
Heavenly choirs! That thing must be fifty feet long... I thought dragons were only bed time stories!
Siobhan racks her brains for anything useful related to dragons and comes up with nothing apart from the obvious: big claws, large teeth and the ability to tear her apart in seconds.
Unwilling to move and expose herself to an unknown, and probably undefeatable foe, Siobhan slides backwards into the grass, trying her best to find more cover.
[dice=Stealth]1d20 + 11
[dice=Perception]1d20 + 8
the wind starts to shift as you all hear, Flap, flap, The sound of very large wings. As you all look to see what it could be. A massive Dragon of gold scales and silver under belly, coming from the South. Guesstimated length 10,000 feet. with a wingspan almost twice that. The sun is blocked out as it flies ever nearer.
"This will be an opprotune time to examine the surronding areas as you say, Lershoth. However, I believe it would be the wrong idea to deprive our group of all its leadership. Making Rose and more of the others come along could be detrimental to our survival."
Polmar trudges up to the dragon ,determination on his face. He doesn't pay much attention to who has decided to come with him.
We are here, show us to this chore