Much fun and gratitude for this game. Roots has been fun to play and I hope to see this game continue at some future point whenever you are able.
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Roots looks at all the squirrelled away goods.
While tending to the wounds of the crazy old man (whom Roots thinks is hilarious), the Root leshy practices his bedside manner.
Standing tall next to Nidintu (who happens to actually be tall) the small Root leshy listens intently to the reports of restless undead delaying the construction of the settlement, and the founding of the crazy old man kept in a secret basement.
Roots-Sink-Deep ponders the mysterious problem while awaiting the opinions of the others ...
Roots is seen dragging a chunk of timber as long as the Leshy is tall... He appears to be in good spirits. The druid piles his logs next to Nidintu's log pile. The small Root leshy beams up, up, up at his friend.
On the way back to Wildwood Castle, Roots-Sink-Deep gathers a huge bouquet of flowers for Kressel.
Rereading the Kingdom Charter, the Storm Druid begins creative, colorful constructive criticisms while drawing in crayons..... Roots winks at Nidintu....
Did we buy enough shovels? Apologies, but was there something for me to read, concerning Kingdom Building? I can read it tonight if yes.... My bad!
Roots grins up, up, up at his dear friend.
Roots shambles up to his vine feet. The small Root leshy shakes and stretches before Striding with purpose toward the Erastil Union Meeting.
The Storm druid looks serious. Squinting his stormy blue eyes as the Priest sweaty hands his freshly done roots, the Storm druid briefly considered bringing the lightning down when he remembered why he actually walked over here. Motioning for Nidintu to lean down, the Root leshy whispers
Roots then smiles holding a thumbs up to everyone.
Roots-Sink-Deep is seen balling his little blue eyes out as the small Root leshy sits underneath a tree listening to Nidintu....
Roots-Sink-Deep drinks his morning coffee with his new best friend, Harim!
The Root leshy is seen later politely polishing Jaethal's boots...
At Oleg's, the Storm druid seems a bit wore out and extremely thirsty for water....
Roots is seen wearing an eye patch and walking with a limp towards the surly dwarf.
Later that evening, the Root leshy is seen wearing a tuxedo. He approaches Jaethal.
Roots heartily enjoys his stew as the two former attendees of Tartuccio come calling on their fire. The small Root leshy act looks them both up and down (mostly up) before continuing his supper. At the nudge coming from Nidintu connecting with his ribs (a feat that is), the suddenly prone Root leshy takes another spoon of stew.
Scrambling nonchalantly back to his previous sitting position next to Nidintu, the Storm druid just grins.
Roots-Sink-Deep enjoys the travel across the country side. The Storm druid breathes in deeply the fresh air, the aromatic foliage, the weird smell coming from Nidintu as his chaperone imbibers that strong smelling stuff during the early portion of their trek. Walking in step (not really. He actually steps real fast twice, jogs and repeats to keep up) with his Erastil brother, Roots listens happily to his stories.
The druid does glance over at Casper looking at the Tiefling as if a bit put off.
Roots-Sink-Deep Strides purposefully toward Kressel. The small Root leshy looks up at her. He smiles.
Roots-Sink-Deep stands in awe of his friends...
Roots-Sink-Deep walks up to Akiros. The small Root leshy looks up at the neatened bandit.
The Storm druid then whispers
Roots listens intently to both Nidintu and Xavin.
The druid thinks.
Roots-Sink-Deep walks the compound. The serious faced Root leshy seems to be properly surveying the goods, the folks, the pigs, the stables, the housing, the laundry and the best place to catch a nap while others think that you are actually walking the compound.....
Roots proudly dismisses his spells. The druid looks satisfied.
Roots watches in child-like fascination the stupendous roar of the freed Owlbears!
Then the roar reaches the smiling leshy 's ears!
The Storm druid notices that the bandits were escaping the realm of the owlbears!
The frustrated and frightened Root leshy frowns at his options... Having thoroughly thumbed through his many options in this type of situation, circumstance, fun time, the Root leshy 's blue eyes crackle with lightning.
The Storm druid points at the Lady in Red!
Roots then Strides 25' West....
Roots-Sink-Deep thinks really, really hard. The small Root leshy seemed to have noticed the arrival of a plethora of bandits.
Suddenly a smile appears on the small Root leshy 's face!
The shit-eating grin wearing druid begins to Summon Plant or Fungus! Riding slowly out of the edge of the Mud Pit adjacent to the owlbears cage is a Yellow Musk Thrall ! The giggling Root leshy Commands it to Attack the owlbears!
The Storm druid is truly awed and inspired by the deeds being perfectly perpetrated by the mighty Carageorn! Roots just grins as the reinforcements arrive, slugging through the mud.
Roots grins happily as the Staglord gets blasted by both his and the new girl's lightning!
Hearing the aforementioned Asshat Staglord bellowing for reinforcements, the chuckling Root leshy shakes a vine-finger in the negative. He casts Mud Pit in front of the Owlbears cage area!
As Xavin is seen tip toeing through the tulips....errr....most likely dirty clothes strewn everywhere on the flooring (it is the den of a stag), the small Root leshy is seen not tip toeing in the slightest. As a matter of fact, the Storm druid seems to be practically cracking, snapping and popping with Electricity!
Roots seems ready to call down the fury of the Storm!
Roots-Sink-Deep stands right next to Nidintu. The small Root leshy attempting to look fierce and serious.....
Roots makes like a Tree!
Once you stop laughing and still really want a Stealth:
Roots is seen getting ready....
Root slides a bit further away from Nidintu as the room gets quiet ..
Roots-Sink-Deep just shyly sips his still held stew...
Roots takes some stew (he mashed his pastries in a bowl) over to sit with Akiros, the newest lieutenant, takes a seat and offers the bowl to him.
Roots smiles at the caged Owlbears.
The druid will begin making friends with the cute Owlbears.
Seemingly his attentions are being utterly ignored....
Roots pouts as the Root leshy 's structural engineering advice goes unheeded. He flings mud at Nidintu in jealous petulance. He then grudgingly trudges the long pouty trudge of one who's soul purpose is to trudge after the popular Tiefling.
The small Root leshy is seem balancing on his vine-tip toes....
Roots-Sink-Deep boldly struts inside the palisade, pass the open gates and to the remains of a rectangular building. He begins surveying the place.
The Root leshy walks purposefully up to the guard at the gates.
At the mentioning of Fey, Roots grins.
Going after the herbivores? Take down the Stag Lord and his deer gang, then the forest belongs to the trees? The Root leshy frowns.
Roots then turns to the Wildwood Band.
Hello Wildwood Band! Roots has been contemplating Life, the Universe and Everything as we have been traveling through the woods. The leshy has been gathering plants, berries and roots for remedies and ready made reliable Elixirs. Meaning that at 4th level, I would like to Retrain his Free Archetype from Horizon Walker to Herbalist. Roots will be taking Battle Medicine at 4th also. @GM Eldest would this Feat, Fresh Ingredients apply to Battle Medicine?
Cinching tightly the twin twine twisted around the last bandits ankles and wrists, the small Root leshy approaches the Magus.
Roots begins discussing the virtues of subterfuge while tying up the unconscious bandits....
Roots smiles at the nice tethered lady.
The Root leshy winks using his left eye...
Roots calmly walks, nay Strides with purpose straight at the bound woman. The Root leshy looks her over, lifting her foot to check her shoes, opening her mouth to check her teeth, tapping and prodding her arms and her legs, before turning his lightning blue eyes at the trio of bandits.
Roots looks up, up, up at Carageorn and nods sagely in agreement!
Smiling at the With some sort of plan in place commentary, the grinning Storm druid hums a merry tune.... Blue eyes landing lightning at the sight of three figures walking alongside an ox-pulled cart, with a fourth driving. One of the three figures has their hands bound in front of them and a long rope ties them to the end of the cart , Roots stops humming....
Roots just grins up at Kressel.
At the words Boss, Roots-Sink-Deep turns to look at Kressel.
The small Root leshy shakes his vines.
Roots just stares up, up, up, up at Nidintu.
Roots runs into the cave with his shield raised!
Roots-Sink-Deep seems determined to get Kressel's attention by bringing the former bandit gifts of rarely found flowers. Kressle, 1/8:
Influence: 1/8 Discovery: Perception, Bandit Lore, Society Influence skills: Bandit Lore, Craft, Deception (to spin a tall tale), Diplomacy, Intimidation, Performance (to tell a story), Survival Weakness: Kressle loves a good story. Anyone succeeding at a DC 15 Performance or Deception check to spin a tale has a +2 bonus on subsequent attempts to influence her. Resistance: Kressle can't stand moralizing goody two-shoes. Lawful Good PCs or those who judge her for her past have a -4 penalty at attempts to influence her.
The druid smiles. The next morning there seems to be dozens of bouquets of wild flowers surrounding the camp! Seen yawning while sipping on his 4th cup of coffee, Roots just offers everyone a simple cheers of his cup as they question him. While meandering about the forest and coming across an area littered with small bones in the late afternoon, the small Root leshy frowns.
The druid begins to attempt to Track it.
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