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Male Human Expert 1/Cleric 2 | HP 24/30 (Exhausted) | AC 10 | Init +0 | Perception +6
![]() After pulling the boat to shore, Adelaide reaches down at to pick up the bio-luminescent snail and places a hand on the pendant around his neck, "Thank Xetas I was able to hold on to this." speaks a few words and attempts to illuminate a small rock from the shore. Spellcraft DC 10: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 ![]()
Male Human Expert 1/Cleric 2 | HP 24/30 (Exhausted) | AC 10 | Init +0 | Perception +6
![]() Adelaide approaches Sasithorn, having never seen a wayang, it makes him both excited and nervous, and proceeds to offer fresh conjured water. Now focusing on getting the lancha to shore, Adelaide turns to address Jakes, "Was Ser Bidarte the other halfling you were accompanying? I don't believe he's among us..." Realizing now how many people were lost to the terrible storm, Adelaide couldn't help but feel a moment of deep grief. It is hard to see in the dim moonlight, and he tries to focus on his surroundings. Then realizing he has just the spell for this, as long as there are some fireflies in the area... Are there any fireflies around to cast light on one of the pebbles to take with us? Perception (if needed): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 ![]()
Male Human Expert 1/Cleric 2 | HP 24/30 (Exhausted) | AC 10 | Init +0 | Perception +6
![]() I'll be using bold for spoken dialogue and italics for thoughts Feeling quite seasick, having never been on water - much less stormy waters, Adelaide pulls himself out of the boat and lies on the uncomfortable beach. "At least it's land..." he said quietly to himself. After returning to equilibrium, or close to it, he rises to his feet and makes a small cup with his hands, says a quick prayer to Xetas and fills his hand with drinkable water. "I don't know why I didn't think of this on the boat," he thought to himself. Looking around and seeing the weary survivors, he calls out to anyone conscious and listening, "If any of you need it, I have clean water to drink and wash off with. Perhaps one of you recognizes where we are? Wherever we are, it sure smells nice." He tried to be as friendly and calming as possible. He takes a good look around to see if he notices anything remarkable or something that could hint at a location. Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
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