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Ceweldyn stifles a laugh at the almost comical sight. "What ho, Bogo," he says at last. "You will be taking your leave of us then?"
Ceweldyn follows, stoically quiet. His thoughts are his own.
Ceweldyn resolves to keep an eye on Quill, but says nothing, nor does he make it obvious that he is doing so.
Now, let's not turn on one another," Ceweldyn states. "There is plenty of room for Corellon and whatever other deity you wish to acknowledge to co-exist. As for you, Quill, I, too, am an elf. Though if he is to continue being in the front, then perhaps he should be permitted to use the ring."
Ceweldyn remains alert, watching for trouble from behind.
"Agreed," Ceweldyn notes. "We should be away."
"None of this is of use to me," Ceweldyn says, handing it back to the gnome.
Ceweldyn watches the creature go, wondering what it is thinking. "I hope he does not intend to ambush us later to get "his" treasure back." Turning to the pile of goodies, he asks, "Shall I make the effort to identify these things?"
"This is yours?" Ceweldyn asks, genuinely confused.
Ceweldyn blinks twice at the sight of Bogo inserting the heartstone into his chest cavity. "Indeed, you would seem to be magical," he comments. Looking over the map, he remarks, "The treasure must be here." He beings searching the room.
Ceweldyn raises an eyebrow, but says nothing.
"By the gods..." Ceweldyn mutters, preparing himself for the inevitable combat to come.
Ceweldyn hesitates, uncertain what will affect the creature and what will multiply the foe.
Ceweldyn draws forth his sling, loads a bullet, and lets fly.
"I will follow whomever should be willing to lead, though I agree that Terladan has the advantage."
Ceweldyn is here. My weekends are just very busy.
I can try a different character if we are divine heavy.
Greetings, all. Also checking in from Group 2.
Where is the Group 1 thread, please?
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Ceweldyn casts entangle at the elf's feet. This spell causes tall grass, weeds, and other plants to wrap around creatures in the area of effect or those that enter the area. Creatures that fail their save gain the entangled condition. Creatures that make their save can move as normal, but those that remain in the area must save again at the end of your turn. Creatures that move into the area must save immediately. Those that fail must end their movement and gain the entangled condition. Entangled creatures can attempt to break free as a move action, making a Strength or Escape Artist check. The DC for this check is equal to the DC of the spell. The entire area of effect is considered difficult terrain while the effect lasts. If the plants in the area are covered in thorns, those in the area take 1 point of damage each time they fail a save against the entangle or fail a check made to break free. Other effects, depending on the local plants, might be possible at GM discretion.
Ceweldyn, having followed the others into the room, drops to one knee and seeks to stabilize the ranger.
Looking about the room, Ceweldyn nods approvingly at the frescoes.
Ceweldyn follows in the footsteps of the gnome, quarterstaff in a readied position.
Ceweldyn follows the others into the room, keeping eyes and ears open for sounds of an ambush.
Ceweldyn remains vigilant, not particularly liking the eerie quiet. "Like a calm before the storm," he notes.
Still here. Just having a little trouble at home. Nothing big, but on occasion, it keeps me from posting as often as I would like.
"Barracks, perhaps?" Ceweldyn notes impassively.
Ceweldyn falls into line in the middle of the group, sling at the ready.
"Ar ndóigh, beidh muid ag cabhrú, mo bhean." Ceweldyn replies, taking the elven woman's hand. Elven: [b]"Of course we will help, my lady.."
Ceweldyn merely raises an eyebrow at Mungo's comment. "The heroic thing to do, I suppose, is to assist this Rashasia. Besides which, I feel a compulsion to aid one of my kinfolk."
"I am Ceweldyn," the blond elf intones evenly. "You will find that I have skills that will serve us well, no matter what mission we undertake. "And on that matter, I have no particular love of orcs. Beyond that, I suspect that there may be more to this 'simple delivery' than meets the eye. And can we be certain that the owner of this castle would allow us to make use of it having cleared it?" Turning to Caelmah, he gives a curt nod and speaks in the elven tongue. "Fáilte, deartháir. Táim ag súil go mbeidh orainn a lán rudaí a phlé le linn ár dturas." Elven: "Welcome, brother. I expect that we will have many things to discuss over the course of our journeys."
The druid chuckles to himself, probably at some private joke.
Dotting and checking in.
"Of course I would trust an elf. Consider me recruited," Ceweldyn replies.
Ceweldyn drains his mead and goes to Room #2.
Ceweldyn raises an eyebrow at the violence, rises from his seat, and adjusts his chair so as to have a better view of the proceedings. No magic? That's what I do, he thinks to himself.
The elven druid merely sips his mead, refusing to acknowledge the minotaur's presence. Human towns are so noisy.
@Tribute: Dude, this is going to be epic! In my own campaign, magic items are things of wonder. Scrolls and potions are common enough, but if the characters find something truly magical, then it was made for someone by someone for some purpose. Bardic knowledge, identify, and legend lore are useful for finding out more about the item. Magical items are rare and wondrous and are seldom, if ever, sold (not that most merchants could afford to pay what they are worth). On the rare occasion that you might find a magical item for sale in a shop, it would be very expensive, even if the properties are unknown.
Teraldan, you can use Hero Lab (I did), you just have to make a few adjustments. Use the Configure Hero options.
Don't forget that you are allowed an extra feat, you currently only show one feat on your sheet. Fixed, thanks.
WhtKnt's submission is Ceweldyn, the elven druid. His full write-up is linked to the profile. Ceweldyn stands 6 feet and weighs 124 lbs. He has blonde hair and blue eyes that are unflinching in even the strongest sunlight. His demeanor is that of a proud elf and he can be condescending to other races, which tends to be off-putting. But his loyalty is unquestioned and, given the opportunity, he will forge unbreakable friendships. |