"I am Elwë as I stated earlier your Highness," he would say with a bow. "and I came here under the same presumption. Thusly, I am at pleased to know that I have not been met with violence upon my arrival, if not some rude comments."
Alton seems amused by your last comment "and I am Alton VenRysn, Grey elf of the north, I am simply.... exploring, yes"
Ignoring the mention of rude comments, Ivanna gives a slight curtsy to Elwë before turning to Alton.
"The north is no place for me. All ice and snow and I'll have none of that. Speaking of snow, I do not feel that this is a natural occurrence and would greatly appreciate it to cease at this moment," says Ivanna as she grips the sides of her gray robes tighter while turning back to the icy Elwë whom she assumes is the cause of the snow.
Sir Henrique chooses to fail the will save. Divine away sir.
The Tinkerer pulls out a varicolored scepter with a whirling top like a disco ball, "ma'am, if I may, this should warm you more than a cloak." He waits for permission.
"Thank you, Doctor. I will be fine. I am not exceedingly vulnerable to the cold; just prefer its absence. Since we each are here for our own goals, it might be in our best interests to persue said goals. There is one particular building that has caught my eye. That one there," she points to the stone building that seems fairly more intact than the others.
"Would any of you be interested and examining it with me?" says Ivanna with a flirtatious wink.
"According my research, this village may hold the key to many things. The secret to immortality may very well be the least significant of what it has to offer."
"truly? I was simply exploring, perhaps finding rare mineral deposits, I was essentially on holiday from all that "fate" business, though I must say that it is interesting"
"While I do find the change of weather rather pleasant, I understand that the cold is not for everyone. However, I am not the one that brought about this sudden change," he would say while taking a glance about again to see if he might be able to make out source.
At the mention of the buildings, he would turn his head back to the group. "I am eager to search these buildings as well. However, it is quite possible that some rather nasty traps lie about here considering the secrets that might reside within."
"Why am I here?" Azulth shrugs. "Nothing better to do." With that, he heads off toward the main building, moving at a good clip.
"My apologies, Master Elwë, for the assumptions made."
Noticing the old man make his way to the building, Ivanna turns to the others, [b]"Shall we?"[b] She then follows, yet not too quickly.
"It is in the past. Let us not assume in the future though," Elwë would state simply as he fell in along side Ivanna.
"It seems we have found a volunteer trapfinder."
"and I brought a backup one" he gestures to his robot, "though I prefer if he not be broken"
My apologies doctor, sometimes Armand has a mind of his own.
"Hail good sir. I would be Elwë of the Elven tribes to the north, might I inquire into your name and purpose for being here?
The same reason any boy goes off from his home! To become a man and make my name known! I've done all but one and so I've become drawn here! You don't know the secret do you? Or are you just here wondering why me and my buffalo are playing? We're bored for no one has greeted us, but I supposed that's to be expected when a strange boy comes wandering in.
"ah, well let us go to that building. I am here to take more readings and get to the root of this anomaly." the Dr says, putting away his scepter. "as for traps, I am a bit of an expert in that field."
"good, a triple layer redundancy is optimal"
Azulth sighs at Terry's outburst about not being greeted and turns to face him. "Salutations, buffalo rider. By what name are you called?"
Oom follows the others who are exploring the building. As he does so the rod on his belt slowly floats up and turns towards Mr. Ziggles.
Right before the rod activates Oom turns around to see it.
NO, BAD ARMAND, NO NO NO NO... oh
Large butterflies explode forth from the rod flying everywhere and getting in everyones way.
DC 14 reflex save or blinded.
"what the heck?"
Wilbur looks a little take aback that no one replied to his greeting.
You little man with the stick, STOP THAT!
Small fingers of electricity arc off of the myriad of antennae on the Dr.'s head, zapping a few of the butterflies who venture too near his goggles.
He looks around, his head darting from one new person to the other. "Hello," he says to them, addressing all at once, "I am Dr. Bertram."
He focuses on the new attendees for a few seconds, and whirrs and clicks can be heard as the lenses of his goggles rotate and flip of their own accord.
Azulth sighs at Terry's outburst about not being greeted and turns to face him. "Salutations, buffalo rider. By what name are you called?"
I didn't notice you there! You live here? Are you part of the greeting committee? Names Terry Tate, some just call me triple T. I've come far and wide to find the secret to my quest BABY, yall here to share or is there a task I gotta do for you first He is all pearly whites smiling from ear to ear, he exclaims loudly while giving his buffalo a noogie Wooo!
Weaving his way through the butterflies, Azulth draws a dagger from somewhere on his body and slashes a few that come near his face.
any that land on the robot next to alton are electrocuted.
"Pesky vermin..." sighs Ivanna as she shoos some of the butterflies away from her.
Dr. Bertram III starts asking a question, then quickly rapid-fires many more and begins to trail off in his own thoughts while the butterflies clear. "So, does almost everyone here think that some big mystical secret is here? Perhaps some sort of conflux of energies... But how did the secret get out? How did anyone know? Why did those that discovered not come here? So many questions. Why does everyone think it is a different secret? Why did some come here not knowing a secret? Sample size suggests that coincidence is not the case....
"Oh this is going to be a pain, are you really that dumb or are you willing to work with me? Many will not like the unhallow effects, but if you choose to stay as you are feel free." The halfling says.
Edited. Sorry TTT. Feel free to edit/remove/or Recon.
Azulth with just your modifier you can see the bear trap that is just before the door. Also after a moment you can tell that the bear trap is the only one. A snake slithers from under the door and looks up at you, stares at you and does not move.
You're a bold one! What's an unhallow effect? Some religious ritual rite of manhood I assume? That's why we're all here right?
The Tinkerer goes silent for a moment after his assault of questions to no one in particular, seeming to listen only. Then he looked around for the halfling who was questioning the rock-beast's talking pet. "Greetings! Are you from this village? Your body language indicates that you are not affiliated with any of the beings who have come here, more so even than they are not affiliated with each other. If my senses do not deceive me, could you perhaps edify me regarding this village?"
The snow intensifies, becoming almost blizzard like. Then suddenly, a shape appears in its midst. It is readily apparent there is a person in this awful weather.
What eventually steps forth is a small, blue skinned man with a long white beard and red eyes, wearing a bejeweled golden crown.
Snatches up his weapon and prepares to charge this apparent threat
Stand back ladies, this might get dangerous!
Wilbur steps forward to face the newcomer. With his massive axe drawn and ready to strike.
Now noticing what is the cause of this most unwanted snow, Ivanna shouts angrily at the man forming in the ice, "Oh, knock it off already!"
She then casts greater dispel magic (summoner list) on the Ice King targeting his weather effect.
Glancing at the new arrival, Azulth quickly files him in Possible Threat, ready to draw the crossbow if needed. Kneeling down, he glances at the snake and identifies it.
After this, he pulls out his thieves' tools and sets to disarming the bear trap.
Alton readies himself to cast his favorite offensive spell on this possible new foe as his fingers glow with necrotic energy
"As I understand it, different cultures tend to have different rites of passage into manhood," Elwë would explain to Terry.
"Might I inquire into what tribe you hail from?
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"Let us discuss this as we move though, if you don't..."
Suddenly distracted by the worsening weather, Elwë would yet again search out the source and come to believe it to be the man that seemed to suddenly come with it. While they seemed to be kindred spirits of winter, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Oh look! More moving trees! Let's lead them! Onward my followers!" he says while trying to stay at the front of everyone yet having no real idea where he is going. Turning to the halfling "Ya sure, get rid of this Azura, whatever that is..."
Mr. Ziggles seems completely unaware of the butterflies and forming snow (an odd combination...) around him. Mr. Heavyfoot, not so much as he attempts to try and eat any that stray close enough.
Seeing the other's apparrently hostile reactions, Dr. Bertram takes the defensive approach and pulls out a wand-like device which fires a tiny split beam of blue light at all within the group, and the feeling of cold eases up.
Baris touches the Darkskull and then walks with Mr. Ziggles towards the rest of those that have assembled.
The halfling laughs at loud and once he comes to his senses he says, "Well I just went from dumb to genius, it is quite painful, would you mind repeating yourself?"
Once the Tinkerer asks his questions again the halfling responds, "Well first I should introduce myself, call me Baris! Ahhh the butterflies!"
You notice that there are magical runes on the bear trap and think there might be a trap on a trap. You work your way in disarming it, though you don't think that the magical part will stay deactivated for more than 1d6+2 rounds. You then can disarm the bear trap with ease. Tell me what you want to do.