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Slugoth places his hand on the withered corpse seeking to gain some insight.
In addition to caring for the graveyard began gathering herbs, mushrooms, and other plants from the surrounding area and set up a little stand for people to purchase offering or flowers, and had done well for himself. He also began venturing into town a little bit more selling his gatherings. One day on his way into town the warning bell rang out and he doubled timed it into town. People began to gather around the trinket shop, he recognized some as those that fought of the rift demon.
When Slugoth hears another holy man going on about the Martyr he shakes his head, I guess second time is a charm.
Slugoth checks on the girl he helped, "Are you ok little one," he asks in a gravelly voice.
So you seem to have decided to come straight out of the gate with the weird factor in this game, no bandits and a little bit of wilderness survival, nope straight to rip in space time and facehuggersr"
Slugoth rushes over to the terrified girl to help her, grab the egg spider....
Slugoth shakes away the terror and comes forward trying to smash a whateverthehellitis.
The mostly dead orc continues to hide behind the was, still gripped by fear.
GM: Take the the spells, apprehensive but also relieved that he has some purpose.
No scrolls for ^^^ this guy....
1) about 5 months
To answer those I guess I need to ask some questions of my own. How much time passed since I was in Cheqwood and how far are we from Cheqwood?
and yes
Yes
Before Slugoth was able to set his feet from his attack the area was engulfed in flames. Charred bits of the beastman littered the ground. Slugoth slumped to his knees in what looked to be a grim prayer, his hair was burnt away, the metal bands in his armor hissed and steamed as the rain continued to strike down on the kneeling warrior, his face blasted away into a gruesome grin.
Continuing to keep his guard up, Slugoth's attack is hampered.
Slugoth stood leaning with his back against a tree trying to stay as dry as he could and failing miserably at, it was as if the rain was coming from all directions at once. With his hands hooked in the collar of his armor he struggled in vain to find sleep and with the sky darkened by the storm he couldn't even be comforted by the stars. Suddenly something whips through the air and he hears a cry of terror. Already angry at the lack of sleep Slugoth stomps toward the enemy.
Slugoth loads up the gear and moves back to where T.A.S. and Brinda are, and notices the dead Fomor, "Well we almost died but we got some shiny stuff and I am concerned that we may have found one of the boys..."
Holding the strange coin with the star shaped hole between his thumb and index finger Slugoth peers through the opening and pondersit for a moment Hmmmmmm..."We've spent enough time searching, lets dig our way out of here hopefully the goat can answer some more questions.
After shaking off his momentary panic Slugoth lights a torch and then begins to search for valuable and useful items.
The ceiling fell in and it felt as the earth had been turned inside out, fire smoke, dust, debris, and corpses all seemed to momentarily dance in the air as if some macabre and gruesome vision of the future.
Fire... Slugoth says staring at Cynerik for an awkward moment, Unless Brinda can fly...
Slugoth prepares to catch the cage with Jexen just in case...
Slugoth heads for the room and enters.
Why did no one mention the missing girl... (Dark Speech) Where and who is Kuthuk?
She...? Slugoth asks with his head cocked sideways.
Dark Speech: DROP YOUR WEAPON FOUL BEAST OR YOU WILL DIE!
Reeling from the two blows Slugoth strikes back using his attack to attempt to disrupt further incoming assaults.
Slugoth charges into the fray.
With the prayer finished, the door opened, and the words spoken in Dark Speech ringing in his ears, Quickly, before reinforcements arrive, there are 4... and without finishing his sentence Slugoth rushes down the ladder into the pit. If there is someone nearby to attack:
Slugoth drives a deep slash across his opponent's arm. If no targets in the area!: Slugoth advances slowly with his shield raised.
Must not like company, Slugoth says in a low but gruff voice. He cautiously moves over to the trap door and opens it and heads down.
We should approach with caution, Slugoth says softly, as if that wasn't obvious he adds stifling a laugh.
If questioned about it by someone non-threatening: If you had few week like we've had, you would too.
In a quiet corner of the town, the group once again together,"We found two sets of tracks leading away from the smith, he seems pretty set on the boys having stolen his wears. What'd the rest of you find out?"
Slugoth looks closely at Brinda's findings, Interesting, perhaps we should regroup with the others before further investigation, he says rubbing his chin.
Bonesmith: Slugoth walk out back to see what Brinda has discovered. What have you found, Brinda?
"So, I see you work mainly in wood and bone, odd that they refer to you as a 'smith'. Is all of your work based on commission or do you keep stock for sale that I might be able to look at, your work is most impressive."
Slugoth follows T.A.S. and the others to the smith's work shop, when the elf opens the door he is surprised at the elf's appearance. Well thats not what I was expecting, although, I don't know what I should have been expecting, Slugoth thought to himself.
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