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Understood. Recharge and get your mojo back.

Cheshire nods along with Sarya impressed she caught their midset.

nature: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Arcana: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Do I know anything about these creatures.

Using the rope that Orthos put over the edge Cheshire used it to assist with the climb to the wall.

Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Cheshire starts his climb well but as his toe touched the top of the wall he lost balance and started to fall.

"Well it looks like we can get from here to the other towers by the walls. Though there might be some difficulty climbing, walking and sneaking and such. But might help us avoid the blood thirsty partiers."

Is the right front tower connected to the other tower by walkways? Can you see people on them from the courtyard?

Instinctively at the sight of the Leprechauns Cheshire gripped his lucky coin tighter, knowing the fey to be notorious pickpokets.

He smiles, "Yeah you want the good hooch." He looks around, "So it was the Korreds that took out the Hobgoblins? Huh. Do any of you know what happened to the rangers who were here before or what the Hobgoblins did to anger the Korreds.

Arcana?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Nature?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

What do I know of Leprechauns.

Cheshire looked at Kasana, "Indoor crapper."

"Allies we can hope I guess. I mean not all fey are . . ." He shivers remembering something disturbing, "Some are kinda nice."

Cheshire froze in an awkward pose mid tiptoed step. Sarya's reassuring hand saved him from a crash.

Cheshire moved with the others trying to be stealthy. His gaze drifts often to the revel.

Stealth: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Cheshire grabbed Saryas arm as if it was salvation. His eyes went wide with surprise with the slap. He looked shook. A quick look at what he saw clear eyed and the words of the elf sinking in. He rubbed his cheek, "Painful but effective."

He looked around he quickly hid when he noted the fey. He looked to his allies, "Glad they hurt the hobs. . . .ah . . . are they possible allies? I mean some fey . . .they are not to be messed with. Whooogh." He let out a sound that drove home the point and shaked a look off his face.

Stealth: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Cheshire leans his head up like he is straining against a nonexistent force. "Tell my dad I love him. Save yourselves. The Quicksand!

CON: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Cheshire continues his slow swimming pantomime arms and legs slowly moving as if stuck in muck and mire.

CON: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Wacky Fun Time: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Cheshire spins in a downward corkscrew. "Quicksand. Get clear. Save yourselves." He hits the ground his hands and legs writhing in a pretend swim. "I'm sinking."

Cheshire sent another bolt of flame at the creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

With the encouragement from the dwarf Cheshire moved forward behind the gruff warrior. He brought forth his coin and sent a bolt of fire toward the creature.

Firebolt: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Firebolt Advantage Tides of Chaos: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage?: 1d10 ⇒ 4

"Well I hope our next hope holds up better than this one. Lets see what carnage awaits. Side or door?" Cheshire is clearly inching toward despair.

"Well if the fort is here we are in our own world." Cheshire nods at the idea of circling it first.

Cheshire looks up somewhat embarrassed. "Uh I . . .I don't know." He looks scared. He lets out a long breath, "I can't say. I once . . . wandered into or . . . was brought to the 1st World. Seeing forest giants and now wicked fey. . . it makes me wonder if we didn't loose our own world." He takes another deep breath. "The colors don't seem any more vibrant that usual. Soon the moon will rise. . . .our own moon is different. Forgive me my own fears are distracting us."

"Sure camp. Hopefully we are still in our own world and not surrounded by more wicked fey. . ." He let out a sort of nervous whine.

Cheshire keeps on the ready and watches the area far more jumpy than usual accentuated by the large 3rd eye in his forehead.

"Tricks huh. I will show you tricks little" His sentence continued but was lost in the sound of thruming force bolts. That raced inerrantly toward the small creature.

Magic Missle 2nd Level: 4d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1, 2, 3) + 4 = 14
Wild Magic Surge to Recharge Tides of Chaos: 1d100 ⇒ 26 25-26 An eye appears on your forehead for the next minute. During that time, you have advantage on Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on sight.

"Did you see that?" Cheshire looked toward the others a third eye on his forehead.

Cheshire moved to cover further away following Sarya's suggestion.

Arcana: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Nature: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 Does she seem like a normal sprite. Or is there something more sinister.
Insight: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Does she actually seemed shocked by our response to her "trick" or is she still trying to lead us on.

Cheshire stares stunned. A look of shock and remembered horror on his face. "Not now not now." He sends a bolt of fire toward the twisted fey.

Fire Bolt Spell Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Fire Bolt Advantage Tides of Chaos: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 7

He moves for cover when the bolt goes wide.

Cheshire was about to run to the man's aid when Sarya's wisdom gave him caution. He turned to look back the way they came and to the edges of the clearing wary of ambush.

"We discovered the glade burned as you did. Though there is an army of hobgoblins moving throughout that region burning and pillaging where they will. Our hope is to stop them. Our first thought is they must have done this but to be frank we have seen greater atrocities than this to the forest and to life." His phrasing was awkward at the end trying to find the right term that someone more concerned with trees than persons would respond to.

Fabian Benavente wrote:

OOC: I'll hold off for other input because the wood giant is not convinced.

Answers below:

You can and should always get creative with your RPing. At the very least, I will give you a bonus to whatever you roll.

His anger is not an act.

He seemed to be a tree and then he wasn't, some sort of magical ability.

Try and show proof of someone other than yourselves that started the fire.

Questions?

Game on!

Fair enough Cheshire figured if he could see what happened from the tree he would know it wasn't us. This made his accusation historical or lies.

Darn autocorrect. That should be Hysterical or Lies.

Insight: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 Is his anger an act?

Arcana: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 He emerged from a tree. Any chance we can understand whether he is a tree creature, was hiding inside the tree, or emerged from the tree like a portal?

"We are sad to see so beautiful a grove burned. The forest has been a refuge for us these past weeks when our homes were destroyed and burned much like these trees. We as already said will be happy to bury the dead. But we did not burn these trees or these people. Our mission is pressing and lives of our kin hang in the balance."

Persuasion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Cheshire jumped back he threw his hands up in front of him. "Whoa whoa whoa. It wasn't us we just walked up? Trying to see what happened here. Seriously if you were just standing there pretending to be a tree you wouldn't have seen us set any fires. It was probably hobgoblins. They have been killing and burning everything else."

Persuasion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Cheshire looks around trying to puzzle together what happened here.

Cheshire nods, "Burn well."

Cheshire looks up a Gazul, "I will give you a hand."

A bit of bubbles leave Cheshire's mouth. "I mean this is worse than the levitating. Wait. No bubbles." He looks to the others for confirmation, "No bubbles right."

Cheshire looks at the hob and a blast of bubbles shoot from his mouth.

Cheshire looks around he levels the crossbow at the hob. Bubbles blurt out his mouth.

Cheshire taps his coin 3 times as he opens his mouth to speak nothing but a flurry of pink bubbles come out he watches the stunned. Any one reading his lips see him curse only to bring another few pink bubbles out. He ducks behind the rock not sure what to do but he pulls out his crossbow.

My assumption is failing to cast a spell would be an an action. Knowing something happened to my voice felt meta gamey. I know now though. LOL

Cheshire Silvanshee wrote:

I feel like. I screwed this up somehow. I might be wrong. Looking at what happened in Turn 246 The Snare. I thought that the issue was mostly already resolved that I had led the hobgoblins to the ambush sight. I posted after that what I figured was a narrative of how I lead them there as well as the action that DM asked for. Its clear that I didn't get something or communicate my intentions well because the DM asked what I was trying to do. Now it seems like. Despite a 22 deception and what I thought from the narrative in Turn 246 from the DM. I only lead them close by and not to the ambush location. And teleporting away gave away the plan. I don't know what the break down was I might have assumed more success from Turn 246 than was there? From what I wrote in response I not going to poof away until they were right near me and only when I was right in the ambush zone. When I posted the lead up there wasn't a map and we never said how far I had lead them and so on. Now if feels like the plan was botched. Now its possible that someone's Sense Motive beat my deception. But I was hoping to get the enemies a lot closer. Using cover to make the arrows less lethal and force them into the kill zone if they wanted to get me. Grazul asked one of the questions I had if they would get a surprise round. I thought about asking the question as well but I saw the initiative rolls and noted that all of us were going first so the idea that some of us opened fire and that I then teleported would still be there. This isn't I complaint I think I as a player might have misunderstood or been unclear.

Thanks for posting your take on this.

I assumed that the 'deception' was going to take more than one round (at least two rounds). So the deception worked for the first round and I then asked you what you wanted to do for the second round, where you were still far away from the snare site.

I gave you two options: a) double move but 'maybe' get shot at or b) single move and then...

That makes sense and that is the choice I made. So we are we are. I hadn't made the connection that it was too soon for what I was intending. After having read Turn 246. I think I interpreted it as I had found them tricked them and started leading them back I was thinking that was over a minute or so of bobbing an running and weaving through the woods. That was why my following post narrated that kind of movements out. I added the deception check because the way you had narrated my actions called for one. I think I failed to understand the space/action economy involved without the map I thought it was more freeform. Sorry guys.

Cheshire starts to cast another spell tapping the coin thrice. Three bits of force fly off toward the hobgoblin. Not wanting to inadvertently intrupt whatever effect was holding the captain. He sent the orbs to the other wounded hobgoblin.

Magic Missle: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 2, 3) + 3 = 11 If I can I will send them toward the others if he goes down.

Forcing Wild Surge to recharge Tides of Chaos: 1d100 ⇒ 50
49-50 You can't speak for the next minute. Whenever you try, pink bubbles float out of your mouth. This will be fun.

I feel like. I screwed this up somehow. I might be wrong. Looking at what happened in Turn 246 The Snare. I thought that the issue was mostly already resolved that I had led the hobgoblins to the ambush sight. I posted after that what I figured was a narrative of how I lead them there as well as the action that DM asked for. Its clear that I didn't get something or communicate my intentions well because the DM asked what I was trying to do. Now it seems like. Despite a 22 deception and what I thought from the narrative in Turn 246 from the DM. I only lead them close by and not to the ambush location. And teleporting away gave away the plan. I don't know what the break down was I might have assumed more success from Turn 246 than was there? From what I wrote in response I not going to poof away until they were right near me and only when I was right in the ambush zone. When I posted the lead up there wasn't a map and we never said how far I had lead them and so on. Now if feels like the plan was botched. Now its possible that someone's Sense Motive beat my deception. But I was hoping to get the enemies a lot closer. Using cover to make the arrows less lethal and force them into the kill zone if they wanted to get me. Grazul asked one of the questions I had if they would get a surprise round. I thought about asking the question as well but I saw the initiative rolls and noted that all of us were going first so the idea that some of us opened fire and that I then teleported would still be there. This isn't I complaint I think I as a player might have misunderstood or been unclear.

[ooc]I was hoping they would get a little closer to the team. Assuming that the leaves in the middle are trees and not thick underbrush. I will reappear in the top center square under the 'oo' in google. With my friends on either side. There appears to be a rock there for cover.[ooc]

Bazzle appears in a poof of red smoke a little behind and between his friends. He immediately sets about casting a spell the air over his coin heats up and he fires 3 white hot beams of fire at the hobgoblin captain.

Scorching Ray 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Scorching Ray 1 Advantage Tides of Chaos: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Scorching Ray 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Scorching Ray 3: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Scorching Ray 2 Damage (fire): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3
Scorching Ray 3 Damage (fire): 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) = 7

"Don't go I was going to start cooking."

Just to be sure, you'll all converging to my position?

Yes I was hoping to lead them to the kill zone. Which in my head if they are following me they are in. But I am not confident in what I was able to accomplish after the DM's last questions.

Thank you for the heads up I added it to my sheet.

As for my thinking. I was simply trying to RP the last portion of my efforts. I figured that my drawing them in would be more than one round and it would be a process or luring them over time. This is what I thought you had started in the last recap. I was simply playing that up leading to the scene. There wasn't a map so I wasn't as concerned with movement. Where I became concerned with actions was the last portion. I wasn't sure if you were going to consider my skill as my "action" if so my next available would be to poof to safe.

Cheshire moved with a frantic motions in keeping with someone frightened and out of sorts. Trying to not keep himself an easy mark he weaved through trees and brush arms flailing and exacerbated. At one point he was concerned that the foes had lost sight of him so he tripped cried out and scrambled back to his feet. Finally he made a small rise that overlooked the ambush setting. He cried out in a whimpering cry, "Don't hurt me? Please." When he was sure that they were again closing in he ran toward the ambush clearing. As he made it to the location. He feigned a stumble and rolled over on his back and crab walked a few paces a look of hopelessness in his eyes. He moved to a fallen log careful to keep a bit of his red cloak easily seen. Cowering in terror he waited for the sound of friendly bow strings and cursing hobgoblins.

Deception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

My first action is to sell it! If any of the hobgoblins get close my second action is to use the Cloak to Dimension Door to cover.

Cheshire nods, "So we want them following us toward Sarya." He chimes in trying to confirm the plan. "Gnomes make good bait. I mean no offense intended we know we are not always taken seriously." He shrugs. "Perhaps I could lead them to all of you."

Cheshire smiled as Orthos speaks. "She sounds quite the find. So what happened." Cheshire's eyes went wide as he realized his internal voice was less internal and more audible. He looked around to sheepishly trying to figure if he needed to disable the bomb he had already dropped in the conversation. "I'm sorry I did not mean to be insensitive. Just caught in the idea." He sighs, "I never settled down. After I threw in with the Foxclaws I figured that after the fighting settled so would I. I did settle but I am not sure I was much of a find at least not for the prospects in town. It was nice to hear that such treasure can be found."

Great minds think alike. . . . Better minds read more clearly.

Cheshire shaken from the sight, notes that Orthos is already speaking prayers and preparing the men. He works to start digging shallow graves.

Cheshire looks over the rangers. "These lads deserve a burial."

Do they have anything that would identify them? Like Dog Tags. Cheshire did serve in the Foxclaws in his younger days if that helps determine what I might know about their allies.

Cheshire's shame at his jest kept him silent. He held silent and thought little of letting the new elf lead them to an ambush site. However once at the location Cheshire looked to the site and put the techniques to memory. He studied the Ranger's clothing and that of the elf.

Questions- Are there any similarities between the Rangers and the elf. Like is he a deserter? How far from the tree is the ambush site?

Insight: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Cheshire moved away feeling a great deal of shame. He turned and watched the perimeter.