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Somia casually walks in, and takes a jab with her rapier Rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 dmg: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Somia again keeps watch outside, ready to come in and aid the others should this next group prove more resistant than the prior ones had been.

I'll leave Somia as she is.

Okay with me

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Somia watches the other doors for signs for activity, Poluti & Chaq ain't exactly being quiet.

Happy with any, I have Princes of the Apocalypse, but haven't got around to running it yet (and haven't read into it much).

Somia shrugs and follows.

"Oh hush now Chaq, these folks haven't shown much capacity for deceit so far, I doubt they'd lock up a bugbear if he was an ally of theirs."

"Well, he seems more gentlemanly than many humans I've encountered, so I vote to give him a chance. can you get those unlocked Whisper?"

"So who's your boss then? 'twould certainly be nice to threaten someone who actually know's something?"

Since we're playing tal'dorai and he's got the same name, I'm still hearing him as if played by Orion Ocaba.

Somia turns a little green, she's fine to slay foes in battle, but killing them in their sleep is a little much, whatever their crimes may be, she says nothing though.

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

sorry, for some reason didn't pick up that comment was directed at me

Somia follows whispers' lead, quietly whispering encouragement in Chaq's ear as she passes take a d6 inspiration die
Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Somia smirks and moves into the room behind Whisper, motioning for the others to keep an eye out.

Somia keeps as close as she can to Whisper while giving him space to work.

"There's risk either way... we don't want to end up surrounded, but if we don't gag them quickly enough we risk calling them all down on us?"

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

"Oh behave, I'm sure he wouldn't have risked his neck by withholding anything now would he?" She shoots the man a meaningful look heavy with implied threat.

Not sure if you want to run that as assistance and giving advantage or if I should roll, but I'll throw a die anyway 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Also, how good a job would a Thunderwave do at clearing it?

Somia examines the rubble, does it look recently fallen or old debris?

Investigation?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Suvival?: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 not my forte

Somia's heritage affords her a light step, so she takes the space between, about ten feet or so behind Whisper. Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"Don't worry about me, my Tabaxi friend, I already have magic to heal myself or others should I need to."

Scarcely seems worth rolling after those two, but since I'm here Investigation: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Somia absently wanders around looking for something to help.

About 8-10 years probably, I don't think they'd start her studies at the Lyceum before she was 12

Somia is, but she's been away a long time, she'll take a look too Int: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20 +2 over that if Arcane or History is relevant?

"May I take a look, something about that is familiar..."

Somia is an odd looking half-elf, mismatched eyes, mismatched ears and patchy calico skin. Still the lack of symmetry somehow worked for her. She looks more like a halfling when stood next to Tiberius, as he towers at least a foot over her more petite frame. Along with her other gear a lute is noticable.

She holds out her hand, "Somia, scholar of the Lyceum. In short I'm not sure we can convince you, unless you have the gift of true sight. But assuming she's not an illusion or in disguise Vanessa here can vouch for us." She smiles widely, "So I suppose you can live jumping at shadows, or trust a little and accept help where it is offered."

Okies, updated.

No worries got time to roll, but I'm in UK and I need to head off to my IRL game group shortly

4d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 6, 1) = 14 = 13
4d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 6, 3) = 13 = 12
4d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 5, 4) = 20 = 16
4d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 1, 3) = 13 = 12
4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 1, 4) = 13 = 12
4d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 3, 5) = 19 = 16

Well, that's a rather better stat-line than I had last time around. Will update profile later tonight (hopefully) or tomorrow if I don't get chance when I get back.

Hmm, This character was originally made for another Tal'Dorai campaign that appears to have been discontinued. I can revise/level down to fit if you need a bard?

She can shift to fit what missing party roles...

She was originally rolled (hence the rather extreme statline and sickly child backstory), but I can re-roll in thread if you'd rather

EDIT: Don't have time to adjust the character right now, but if you're okay with the core of the character, I'll adjust background to her being from this city you're in and was sent away to the Lyceum to study and is just now returned. If you want to establish some pre-party links perhaps I could have been slight childhood friends with Whispers, upper-middle class girl who is outcast among her own class befriends a few orphan-kids kinda deal?

"I am glad you are on our side, your powers seem quite formidable. I confess, while I've had basic training I'm no warrior. I also confess that while it is supposed the elves descended from they fey in some manner, I have no special insight as to their purpose here." Somia gives X a crooked smile.

Somia interjects, "Oh, sorry I have healing magic available, how about we save that potion for more of an emergency?"
Lvl2 Healing Word: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

"Also I don't think we had chance to properly introduce ourselves, I'm Somia. I suppose most would call me a bard, I prefer the term Scholar. Um. Did anyone else get hurt?"

She takes a look at X "How exactly did you change like that? Is that some type of magic or are you actually therianthropic? Oh, if it's not personal a question of course."

"Do you understand me, do you speak?" Somia asks hesitantly.

For some reason I thought Bags of Holding were higher than uncommon.
Certainly would be good for one in the party. I'll take one if no-one else volunteers.

I'd be remiss in not looking at an Instrument of the Bards of some kind, though I'm not really a musically focussed bard, bonus Fly, Invisibility, Protection from Evil and other spells is quite nice, plus bonus with any charm-type spells. Things like Immovable Rods and Hats of Disguise have some good utility or alchemy jug etc?
+1 weapons seem to be uncommon too...

Any suggestions as to items? Not used to just being able to shop, usually just make do with what we find...

Somia doesn't wait for any dissent, she takes a breath and tries the lever.

"So, do we wake it up?"

"Some sort of music box?" Somia questions, "Just a moment"

Cast Analyze Device on the box, see if shows anything else

Heh, I remember now my awesome stat array, might be better with me aiding Kenzi, but I'll roll anyway STR: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (16) - 2 = 141d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4

Somia will try and move over to the box and pull it back to the corridor (hopefully out of the darkness). If it's already out of the expected darkness area, she will instead try casting analyse device on it, and if she can tell what it does.

Not entirely sure what's going on with X, but he still seems to be fighting on our side... and drawing fire.
Bear's Endurance on X for + 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2) = 7 temporary hit points (she'll likely have to move up for this as well as it's touch range) and Advantage on CON checks if any come up.

If she can do so afterwards she'll try and see what's ticking/
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Aside from the government's desire to cut us off from the rest of the Europe and the world, and general over-reacting to terror attacks everything's fine in the UK.

I get to live in a position where I can see the tallest freestanding structure in the UK in one direction and a Victorian tower built on the remains of an Iron-age Hillfort in another. So we've got some interesting features in the area, though as with anything, when you see it every day you kind of forget about it.

Now that I can see again will use Cutting Words on any attacks that hit Jack if it has a reasonable chance of making a difference (reduce attack roll by (1d6). I think everyone else is healthy enough to take another hit or two.

UK here, Huddersfield, West Yorkshire, which is semi-famous for being featured in an Iron Maiden song ("Sheriff of Huddersfield").

Somia draws her Rapier, letting her crossbow drop into the darkness and carefully steps backwards out of the room, flicking her blade towards any movement she senses. Magical darkness has a set area, keep moving back and you'll get back into the light. Unless of course it's focussed on an object... then the object could move. despite the misgivings she's comforted by remembering her lessons.

Draw weapon and disengage

Okay, fair enough.
Somia lines up a shot with her crossbow and lets loose, focussing fire on the wounded figure (unless Jack's dropped it, in which case shoot the other one).

Sorry can I clarify, did we all hear the voices in our heads or just the ones upstairs? Or hare we all progressed upstairs now?

any damage taken?

Not sure of anyone's names Somia is forced to rely on racial descriptors...
"Jack and um... Elf and you human woman, you take upstairs, Halfing take the left rooms. I'll take the right. And everyone, call out if you find it, we can split the money." Somia follows her own instructions without waiting to see if anyone else does.