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Velath stood near his friends as they moved through stalls and ships looking for 'thongs' He kept up his demeanor as a quiet Drow warrior, which wasn't hard considering at every glance he saw something unsettling. He was appalled at their lifestyle. The dark skinned elves were an abomination to all he stood for. ...he kept quiet and walked along with the others.
Velath had stood at the doorway to the temple having a hard time entering. His skin crawled. Every step was painful to him. He kept his face deadpan and tried to just focus on architecture . Seeing the demons in the alcoves he just wanted to go on the attack...but the stakes were too high . He resisted the urge and when Cirok suggested seeing the nightlife...he turned and strode out quickly nodding his head on agreement. His breath came out strongly when he was out of the temple. yes let's
Velath had eaten all that was presented to him. Indeed he had eaten worse. He then heard his task and scowled, not liking they had sit up his group. But it was necessary to prove themselves. He had eagerly taken on the job of guard on the walls of House Vonnatc; Carefully noting the defenses, where the guards stood, who they reported too. He kept a wary eye for any tricks and an even more careful eye for any body or thing trying to enter the house.
Velath had spent a few hours in the rope space but most of the time on the slab that was supposed to be for their sleeping so as not to raise any suspicion. He had heard? The screams in the night, which raised no fear in him. It was mildly unsettling and had cause him a slight reduction in sleep...but such was his faith that it didn't have the effect it did on the others. When he awoke, he prepared for the day and slipped the ring over a gloved finger to put some insulation between his skin and the taint he felt. He had little to say until Volgrim mentioned eating bugs then he glanced at him with a wry smile and said humorlessly I've eaten worse. In fact some beetles and ants are quite delicious. Just stay away from eating spiders. You can't get their venom sacs out without contamination of their bodies and you don't want your tongue and throat to swell up... he looked at everyone with a deadpan face...let them wonder if he was kidding...or not.
Velath holds his ring in his hand, and stares at it intently trying to discern if there is any evil in it's design. For all intents and purposes any watching would see him merely staring at the ring.
Velath moves to one of the 'beds' and takes his pack off and sets it on the floor at the head of it Removes the great bow he carries and leans it on the pack, and sits down. taking in the surroundings in the room
============= As the Slavemother continued her questioning Velath stood from where he knelt and stretched a bit listening intently thinking to himself 'no mistakes', with the first question he smiled and said simply we are
Then with the last two his smile turned flat. He put his hand to the hilt of his sword and looked at Gadak. him? Barely know him. Are we in your employ? If so, and it's your wish...it's as good as done. But in his defense, because I'd see no blood of our people shed without reason, I'd ask for you to consider he did see value in Airgeadra Fola, before anyone else.
Velath listened to The Slavemother talk and when she asked the next questions he met her gaze levelly and replied quite frankly Esteemed Slavemother, I didn't choose the great House Vonnarc. Rather circumstances brought us together. Because of that, as my colleague stated mutual security is the goal at hand
With that he knelt and bowed us head.
Velath followed Gadak through the halls of House Vonnarc, watching and staying quiet and waited while Gadak had his say in front of the Slavemother then as she spoke and questioned them. He stood to the rear and was quiet as Colgrim, Cuthalian and Cirok spoke then he felt her cold stare look at him amd he nodded. He tried to keep his voice flat as he spoke. Names Velath. We fled attacks to come through the gate
He then met her gaze for a few seconds before bowing his head.
And I the same. I've been running over possible answers in my head and no look days gone...must be something in the air. Tomorrow
My mom passed last year, and I can say cherish your time with her GM. No worries and Soryan may the diagnosis be favorable.
As they pass through the gates Velath studies the defenses best he can and stays silent looking around.
Velath could feel the evil crawling along his spine and causing his skin to crawl. He almost jumped from the wagon to help the merchant the guards were beating, but held himself back with prayers to Erastil. He knew the mission was far too important to risk exposing the group through his altruism. As Gadak guided the wagon past the gates to the wealthier houses he frowned...and asked pointedly where are you taking us Gadak? Looking forward and gauging his answer.
Velath nods and grunts when Gadak talks and continues to look around. He is so caught up in looking around he is unaware as they go through the gate
All good
Velath nods and smiles at Ciroks joke and enjoys studying the caverns and their strange beauty albeit dangerous on the way. Upon seeing the city he swallows hard not truly imagining the civilization of his opponents. He tried to take in as much detail as he can as they move into the city...trying to commit the way to memory
Velath watched as the pit disappeared and the creature and his comrades were deposited on the surface again. He nodded agreeing with Cirok on Soryans magic. Then turned and looked at Gadak. if I didn't know better for you wanting to endanger yourself, unless perhaps you weren't in danger, I'd think you brought us here just to see our capabilities. So you could indeed relate our value to possible employers?!
Velath doesn't even look Soryans way as he speaks. He grabs out two more arrows and fires the arrows at the creature. Both looked flying true and it looked like 1 penetrated his thick hide. The other it appeared to be deflected. He balanced himself carefully on the edge still.
Velath saw the creature tearing into Colgrim and said to himself...this will not do. He also saw how injured the monstrosity was. And quickly fired to more arrows while trying to stay on the pits edge. The first arrow slipped from his grasp and fell to the bottom of the pit. The second one bounced off the creatures thick hide.
Velath sighs and says well let's go put and end to this creatures existence then he watches Cirok run out and throw a dagger down at the mutated creature it returned to his hand. Then Colgrim jaimched himself off the edge of the pit to attack it. He heard a sickening crunch ad the Hammer slammed into it. He hefted his bow and ran towards the pit, just close enough so he could see the creature climbing. He looked at it as he drew his bow back and said you're an abomination and need to die He loosed an arrow at it
Velath moved backwards away from the pit keeping an arrow nocked he looked at the others once he got right at the edge of the fog. [B]what do you think, leave it alive or finish it off? Will it try to follow us after taking wounds? Can we gain enough of a lead it will leave us alone? I'm hesitant to waste energy on fighting something there's no money in[/]
Sorry I tried to move Velath and because my phone doesn't work well with Google slides all I did was mess the map up. Sorry
Velath hears what Soryan said and with arrow nocked he moves besides the wagon, carefully through the fog along the left side and positions himaelf behind the stalactite between Soryan and Cuthalian. And waits
Velath drops off the back of the wagon, pulling his bow and blocking an arrow as he tries to point the bow in the general direction...he takes a few steps off the path the wagon is using moving to.the left
Velath remarked after hearing the web of deceit being wove perfectly fine. Just know I'm not the kind to serve as as a slave. Serve the mistress of blades? Yes ...if the money is right. Don't make me look to you for a trophy. His attempt at pointed threats falling on deaf ears though.
I like roll20 as well. GM has to subscribe though $4.99 a month. Do some that's problematic.
Velath looked around as the wagon moved through the caverns. He realized the the Drow had an ulterior motive to his asking them aboard and he bided his time when they entered the large cavern with something flying overhead he started talking About battles above ground using the fights he had fought in as a reference point. But changing the tale so he was of the Drow force and not the defender. When the Drow wagonmaster was listening carefully he suddenly paused and said bluntly Gadak Simiryin of House Vonnarc. It occurs to me that I do not know why you volunteered yourself to bring us back. What's in it for you? Or for House Vonnarc
Velath stopped moving and watched the group head to the wagon with lizards hooked up to it. He headed towards it. Leaning down to grab some dirt and wipe his blade with the dirt til the blood was gone. Then sheathing the sword he climbed into the rear of the wagon as Soryan went on about his description of the land above. Since NOONE asked him directly he kept his mouth shut. Best to give as little information as possible. He merely grunted in agreement and nodded to Soryans description.
Part of my background is linguistics. I can say you are handling the oddities of the English (American) language differences excellently GM. It is one of the hardest languages to maneuver through because of the sheer amount of exceptions to the normal rules.
Same here.
And Velath rolls a 20 on perception. That Drow Backstabber isn't getting by with anything...
Velath ran right through the line of horrors, sword still out, heading for the wagons. He was looking for a place to move through them and saw the Drow stab the other in the back. Saw that one fall to the ground without a sound. A wry grin touched his lips. It's good to know they aren't cohesive. He tried not to let the killer see he saw him as he headed for the entry while at the same time making sure to keep from allowing this backstabber from getting behind him in case he didn't did see.
Longsword out Velath is the third through the gate. He sees the advancing Drow forces and the arrow streak past Cirok, slicing open his check. He sees Soryan, stumble and roll as he yells close the gate he follows through heading straight for the advancing group he yells They are right behind us in his newly acquired Drow tongue, waving his bloody sword. He doesn't show any fear whatsoever and just runs across the uneven ground as quick as he can, trusting the magic placed on them to his their identities.
Velath stopped staring at the medallion and grinned at The Necromancer. I understand . Not to worry, it was musing on my behalf. ...then after a second he looked back at the Necromancer wait are you saying that spirit in there can cause us issues ? he moved towards the gate while looking at the Necromancer to answer and pulled the sword out, wiping it on a patch of blood to make it more believable
Velath moved to pull out a set of Stow clothing after being cleansed by the Necromancer. He chose Grays and Blacks from among the clothing present . The shirts were a bit effeminate for his taste, but it was their clothing. As he went through his gear making sure it Would pass the darklands test...he hefted his bow...knowing they preferred crossbows...he thought of a story to cover it being with him, and moved on. When he went to put on his holy symbol to Erastil...the silver bow...he once again came up with a story. And prayed forgiveness to The Stag God. Dressed and equipped he looked at the Bloodline Medallion he wore and looked at the screaming face of the drow within. Thinking of how he felt...he offered a other prayer for the soul of this dark elf whose skin he wore. He wouldn't wish this on anyone. Finally he said what was your name drow? If we are going to share the same body, the least I can do is honor your being... he waited to see if anything came to mind before looking up at the others.
When the commander had reassured him, Velath had disrobed and lay down on the mattress with only a little hesitation. He watched as the blanket had been placed over him. Then shortly after he felt his consciousness fade and a nightmare started. He was having his identity stripped away and merging with something so evil his whole body shook. He could feel his skin crawling from contact with this...foul...unholy...vile creatures blood . His essence was covered and he disappeared inside. He could feel Erastils presence reassuring him. Still he shook...and somewhere he heard a scream escaping his lips. Then as if he'd had a bucket of ice water thrown on him, his eyes flew open and he gasped. He took in his bloody and mucous covered form that now has bluish skin beneath. He growled low on his throat saying simply...that ...was...less...than...pleasant he sat up and looked for a way to rinse the disgusting covering he now had off.
Ok. Oops posted in the discussion thread instead of game thread. Ok I'm sure some of this will be roleplayed...but in case. Do we need drow names?
Oh and I secondly and, thirdly agree....you're doing a great job despite any language difficulties. Any miscommunication has hardly been noticable...I'm totally immersed. Thank you
As the So called Druid talked Verath listened...necromancy...one of the abominations to the faith of Erastil. He scowled and walked around the bodies especially the one Soryan had indicated was most likely him...a head shake and he looked up. And looked back at he who would be casting the curse and tried to see if there was anything behind his words. Then with a look at the Commander he said my instinct sir is to call upon Erastil to see if this 'ally' is evil or not before allowing this to occur. Do you vouch for him? then pausing he said do we have to disrobe? Or change into their clothes?
Velath listens with only a bit of shock. Fight his own allies? That didn't sit well with him
Velath listened intently and something was poking him in the back of his mind....spies??? Sir. I understand striking at the enemy in their homeland to show that they arent out of reach...and even a recon for a later strike...but spying? How are we going to even begin to enter their city? They will spot us straight away. By Ole Deadeyes arrow, I and Cuthalian will even stand out like a beacon to their searches if they even think to look for good. Can you explain that with more detail? . He then looked at the Commander and he could tell he was nervous about this ...Is there something youd like to share with us? I trust you, but can tell you have some anxiety about this Commander
sorry, our erstwhile Paladin only has 9 gold and pennies.
well met Cuthalian. Paladin. I'm near as good with my blade as my bow, but prefer the bow. I cannot see in complete darkness, though I did bring several sources of light.
Velath smiled at the game the crowd was playing and seemed to loosen up. He looked at his allies, the fellow chosen...and said. I'm Velath Tel'quessir a humble servant of Erastil. A hunter by trade a wespon for retribution by need. May The Stag God guide us to protect hearth and home.
Absolutely Dorian. It's good to join you in a game again. Oh and everyone note +4 to saves vs fear and charm within 10' of Verath.
Thank you for allowing me along to enjoy this merry foray to deaths dark doorway deep within the depths of the Darklands to dance with the Drow . Hehe how's my alliteration? To attempt to one up my compatriats... I've been itching for a game like this ever since my gaming group from my army days didn't get to finish exploring
Standing in the field under the trees Velath had some anxiety that he might not be picked; after all there was a Paladin of Iomedae for Erastls sake. So many qualified applicants. Kaerishiel walked out and first and foremost had pointed at the Red Haired Elf who looked to be a Wizard. Verath had never seen an Elf with Red Hair....then he had pointed his finger at The Priest . Verath was not surprised. The Priest looked quite competent. Verath was the 3rd chosen and his heart pounded in his chest. He smiled and moved out of the masses where the other two had gone to stand. He nodded at them both and turned to see the Commander point at the shift Elf he had noticed pretty soon after arriving. Finally he was surprised that Kaerishiel pointed at the strange Dwarf carrying a longhammer and sporting an orange mohawk. Once all 5 were present The Commander came and said "Don't drink too much at the upcoming feast... There will be a conversation. But for now, everyone go rest." Verath had nodded and moved away from the others and gone to see his relatives one last time. He didn't know the mission exactly...but had heard rumors that they would be taking the fight to the enemy, in the Darklands. Rumors always had a way of changing though. After a sad farewell...they had heard rumors too. He had left for the festival. It was truly beautiful. The food was amazing. He had stayed away from fermented beverages and stayed with normal juices. He was particularly fond of the Levenberry Juice that was so faintly sweet but smelled like a floral arrangement. He had sat with refugees and been friendly but preoccupied. His mind going over the rumors and what they'd be told later. He found his gaze going over to each of the others. He'd need to get to know them. Soon he told himself and got another glass of the Levenberry Juice.
With 1 day left thought I'd split the list up this way Soryan Dirge Elf Wizard (Enchanter) [W.E.Ray]
Unfinished Philo Pharynx ??
Velath is complete just proving the encumbrance level is left to post. That will be completed today . Though the character is complete
Soryan Dirge Elf Wizard (Enchanter) [W.E.Ray]
Thank you all for your interest and interesting characters. I check this topic several times a day, watch your characters and how they change. The "stealth paladin" Velath was a half-orc, now a half-elf, will soon grow to a full-fledged elf! )) I'm kidding (you still have a half-elf listed in one place, hah)! I think the deadline for the characters is July 8th. On July 9, I will announce the list of participants (which will be difficult for me to make, of course I want to take everyone) and immediately create a game thread in which during Sunday-Monday it will be possible to introduce your characters, roleplay a little and so on. Haha. Yes. I have an 8th half orc paladin I play at times. Quite a different character. Figured it'd be easier to copy his sheet and change what needed changing. Remaining- mundane equipment calculate his encumbrance. And do his backstory.
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