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Vrindel would be happy to live on
Vrindel snaps out of his malaise long enough to notice the flaming, screaming gnome backing his way. He carefully catches the reeling gnome, and whispers in his ear. "Easy friend. Let me help close some of these burns". Cure Wounds (3rd level slot)
Vrindel appreciates his gang of friends enthusiasm and desire to do the right thing, but his pragmatic caution causes him to speak his thoughts. "While I agree in principal with the desire to eliminate the greyskins we must think of long term ramifications. First, we don't know how many are down there and how organized they are. The fact that they had organized lookouts leads me to believe they might have at least semi-competent leadership. We might find ourselves descending into a hornets nest. Second, if we don't come out alive there will be nobody to carry word back to civilization of our demise and the possible uprising of the ghouls". The big Trollkin then stands and begins to pace. "If your Griffon would allow such, I might suggest we assign the very important task of messenger to our young squire here. He could send a note back to describe the situation, and be prepared to defend the village if we are unsuccessful". He then joins the others as they head onward. "And yes I think a Giant spider might be more successful than most at both descending and scouting before we go dropping down as shock troops".
"Not see... hear and smell. Coal smoke and the rumbling of something big moving. Nothing good I'm sure". He then gives the newcomer a big toothy smile, claps her on the shoulder and begins to head to join the others. "Nothing for it now I guess".
Vrindel dawdles in the cave for a bit before finally following the others out of the cave. Strange. I just don't understand. No magic... appearance of fey... He then shouts after his retreating friends. "It is wise to carefully consider the offers of a favor from the fey. Perhaps we would be wise to recall this favor at another time after careful consideration". He then follows the others out stopping on the ledge for a moment to peer into the pit, and listen for anything. Perception
Vrindel is shook by the happenings. He certainly didn't intend to shut down the magic of the world... and in some ways he was frightened to leave this area... what if he'd done something to shut down magical power in the whole world. Nature would still exist true, but his magical aid was invaluable in keeping and/or restoring balance. Finally he realizes that sitting down here wouldn't change things. "Magic makes our lives easier, but we mustn't depend upon it entirely. So Klankty-Klank... can you do anything without your steel skin"?
I am all for continuing
Sometimes it's not all about your character...
CON Save Vrindel blinks and stares around in wonder at the results of his attempt to dispel the gate. "Well that wasn't what I was expecting. Is everybody Okay"? He looks around at the group, stifling a bit of laughter at Klankty-Klanks turtle like movements trying to stand.
Running out of options, and ready to try anything, Vrindel calls upon the whispering advice of his ancestors, and attempts to dispel the magic holding the gate open. Dispel Magic Dispel Magic (Advantage from SpiritWhispers)
"Well from my viewpoint we have three options... though I'm willing to consider others. One we run, and hope this creature can't make it along the narrow path around the edge: Two we try to use some illusion magic or something to make the hole look like it's solid, move to the other side, and hope the thing either plummets to it's death, or lives and makes life fun for the Ghouls; Three I can try to dispel the magic that holds the portal open". He then turns to look at the oncoming Clankty Klank and the shadow drake chasing her. "We'd better hurry".
"Whoa! Slow down! Who are you and what are you running from? If you expect our assistance you'll have to quit panicking enough to help us help you". Sense Motive Vrindel's big pointy ears then begin to twitch and face forward as the something this way comes. "So we don't know how to close the portal".
Vrindel takes a moment to digest the new portal that has opened. He reaches for the memories of his ancestry to see if some pattern exists in the dilemma before them. It seems that the treat from below is neutralized for the moment without the rope elevator, unless there is another way up. He looks with pride as Ibrox, Trevor, and even the Griffon rider seem to carefully consider their options. Months ago both of my remaining companions would have already jumped into the portal without thinking. As he tries to notice anything in particular about the scene on the other side, his concentration is broken by Clankty Clank dashing forth and entering the portal. The big Trollkin sighs. Perception
Vrindel sighs and steps closer to the edge watching the creature descend. "Let me help speed up the trip a bit".
Produce Flame Fire Damage
Vrindel seeing that the jig is up creates a tidal wave or water behind the sentries hoping to wash them into the pit. "Why don't you personally deliver the stones".
Perception Vrindel rubs his eyes and wonders what language Wraith is speaking, as he tries to penetrate the darkness. "Wait a minute. I can see the contraption we used to lower and raise ourselves last time over on the other side, but there seem to be some rocks or something that weren't there last time... No... not rocks one of them just moved. Looks like that creepy dead thing from the last adventure might have some friends".
Perception with Darkvision. Vrindel can't see too well from the back of the party, but he remembers this area. "Well last time I took on my Spider form and shuttled several of us up and down. Perhaps I could climb down again, taking a rope with me, then assist everyone else down. I could bless Clankity Clank with my Spider climb spell and she could assist, as I'm not sure how well you can climb in that cast iron pot".
Vrindel is strangely quiet during the journey. It is obvious that something is on his mind, and as per usual, he is overthinking things. Fortunately he feels the emerging fey before they appear, and their stewardship of the grove lifts his spirits a bit. "Thank you Hobo. It is fulfilling to see that the grove is in good hands. We are here to make sure that it stays that way". He watches the others consuming the food, but his knowledge of the ways of the fey make him hesitant to partake of any food offered freely by them... still he lets the others enjoy the feast. He then listens to young Trevor and Ibrox question the newcomers. He still wasn't sure what to make of them and their timely arrival. This 'Wraith' seemed to eager to insert herself into their trust, and was very overbearing. Not to mention the fact that she cared little for what harm her walking steel cage inflicted on the environment. His experience had led him to believe that those who payed to heed to their effect on the world around them, tended to only care for themselves. That trust must be earned. He too wondered about the motivations of the Griffon rider. The story while plausible seemed to be conveniently timed... and he still wasn't sure if a beast as wild and unpredictable as a Griffon could truly be domesticated or even is they should be. He then smiled at the group, and started to follow them into the tunnel. Oh well. He had always been tasked with watching over his flock of friends... this was nothing new.
Yes. Confirming the Hydra Hide Breastplate setup. Were there any special properties? I know we discussed it, but I'm too lazy to go back and look for it. :-)...
Vrindel is very chipper and cordial as he returns from his relaxing... quiet night among nature. He gives Maryanne a large basket of blueberries, and a half-dozen grouse eggs with a huge smile. "The grove looks magnificent. I'm sure you had much to do with that... and nature gives as she takes". He then turns to the others and grabs his quarterstaff ready to move. "Off to the Inn then"?
I believe the Hydra Skin armor would work for Vrindel as well as it's non metallic.
Just FYI Vrindel is still here, and watching. He just left early to find a place to sleep under a tree, so unfortunately is missing much of the RP. He too would be anxious to clear out under the Inn first. Also, we don't seem to be too good at tracking loot. Surely we have some stuff??? :-)
Nature Vrindel not suspecting anything untoward about the tea, leaves early as planned and is sleeping under a big Oak, blissfully unaware of the treachery being uncovered back at the house.
Survival Vrindel stays around long enough to be friendly, and even accepts a mug of the offered Stout, but being around this many people in a small place does not appeal to him. When he can make excuses to leave he will, and tries to find a nice tree to sleep under for the evening. "Shall we leave at first light? Someone be sure to inform Trevor when he returns. Now Good evening to you all".
Weren't we supposed to have another player join?
"So it's agreed then. Let's go find Clankty-clank and head that way. The good news is that if we have to run away from something we know who will move the slowest".
"Well you all know my opinion. I'm not prepared nor comfortable with putting this town through a war again. Especially since we're not sure who all the players are or their agendas. I say we get big Clankity-Clank and head back to the tunnels to see if we can figure out what's happening there".
Vrindel smiles at the joy of Maryanne, then his big ugly troll features draw into a look of worry. "I think it's safe now... but perhaps we should travel there first... you know just to make sure we didn't miss anything. We'll leave in the morning and be back quickly. Gives you time to get your affairs in order and all that as well. For now we are tired from all the travel and need to rest". Later as the group travels back to town. "Perhaps we should assess the other tunnel we found. Don't want any ghouls sneaking up on these innocents. Maybe that 'Wraith' creature might be of some use for that with here constant harping on undead. I might be able to put up with her unbearable arrogance for a bit if she proves useful".
Vrindel is as surprised as Maryanne at the presence of his companions. "Place has changed a bit huh"? Vrindel shyly nods at Fastvi. "I was just explaining to Maryanne about the ruins of the Inn, and how if they're not happy here, perhaps they could task themselves with bringing the Inn back to use. With the help of the fey there perhaps the reputation of your fare could overcome the off the path location".
Vrindel pitches in with the farming, helping out, and working up a sweat. If felt good to perform honest labor. When they were finished he again sat down with the young lady, and began to speak. "I might know of a place. It's a bit wild, and the journey there can be dangerous, but there was once a thriving inn there, and I believe that you could take your mother, and perhaps Hildugun, and any others misplaced and rebuild it. In fact there is a dryad there who we rescued, and who would be willing to help you become a master of the wild. Perhaps you could speak with your mother and friends, and I'll speak with my friends. Can we meet at your hut tonight to discuss?. We will bring food".
@Maryanne>>
Spoiler: "There, there. I'll admit I'm a bit dismayed at the changes in the town myself, but from my experience anytime there is commerce involved then the stink of civilization soon follows. How is your Mother? Where are you two living now, I noticed your longhouse is no longer used by your family"? The trollkin hesitantly returns the hug, as it's something he's not used to doing, and doesn't want to hurt the girl with his embrace. "Can you take a walk with me or are you being forced to continue your work here? I can help if you'd like".
Vrindel nods at some familiar faces as he enters the village, but is surprised with how many are unfamiliar to him. And the charm of this unassuming quiet village has been replaced with the stink of civilization. Won't be spending much time here. He does however go looking for Maryanne to say his hello's and make sure that she and her mother are doing well, so at the first opportunity he makes for their farm.
Vrindel remains strangely silent during the entire encounter. He certainly doesn't trust this newcomer... and though he often questions the actions of his remaining comrades... especially the missing Arterro's, he never doubts their loyalty. "Trevor. That was a decision I must agree with. Your parents must have taught you to never accept candy from strangers. And Ibrox... you are correct. Though I'm not a fan of life in cities, I must admit I am anxious to see the friends I've made there. Let us depart". He then turns to the Dryad. "Thank you for all that you and your sister have done for us. If you are ever in need, just send word. Hopefully my apprentice will join you soon, and the friendship between the people of the wood and the people of the village can become an everlasting mutually rewarding relationship". Vrindel will take up the rear of the procession, keeping a close eye on this self proclaimed savior and friend.
Vrindel turns his head towards the new arrival, frowning a bit at the scar he leaves on the earth. "Well"?
Vrindel walks around the grove with the dryad, learning the names and purposes of the plants he was not already familiar with. Her vast knowledge inspired him to someday know as much as she did about the natural world. "I would be happy to help you with the recovery of this grove. And I know of a girl who would be overwhelmed to study under you. She lives in a village near here, and learning under your tutelage would be both better, and safer than mine". He mumbles to Ibrox when they notice Aterro's absence. "That one always burned to bright and hot to burn for long. I hope he fulfilled his destiny and found peace". "Greetings Finnigan. Surprised to see you out here. And who is it you bring to this freshly healed grove, only to crush it beneath their metal shod feet"?
Vrindel decides that his curiosity and concern have for the moment surpassed his caution, and follows the foolhardy cleric into the hive. He watches the events unfold, before returning to his two remaining friends to report what he saw. "It is good to see you both looking better. I know not what the fate of Thor's friend is, but I don't think staying here is wise. There is no telling how long he will be gone, or even if he ever returns. I say we leave here now, and leave word for Arterro to come find us in town. The world does not stop to wait on anyone, and I fear time is passing us by the longer we are in this place. If Arterro continues to put his own desires ahead of the group, then he will no doubt create his own fate as did his patron". He then looks wistfully from whence he came. "I'm leaving within the hour. I hope you will accompany me".
Things should be normalizing a bit starting this week. But I still would like to have another player
Vrindel was in a daze. He was overwhelmed by everything. He already had a strong connection with the Fey, but this direct exposure threatened to claim his soul. Finally he began to notice those around him, and come about a bit. Though everything still seemed obscenely colorful, and loud, and the aromas and flavors of the offered food seemed to be almost too much, he was slowly learning to deal with it. He had always considered his connection to the fey to be a blessing, but now he wondered. He was only able to keep down the offered water, as he know better than to accept the food offered by the fey. Then he got the elixir and the note. It was enough to rouse him from his troubled dream state. He heard voices in the distance and wondered off to find Trevor and Ibrox chatting. "How long has it been? How long have we been here? I think we should leave with all haste. Remember how time is distorted in the fey realms. I know for myself I am much happier serving as a medium between the realm of the Fey and the mortal world, than I am being a part of it. I shall always have a connections but that is enough". He places the note and elixir on a shelf. "I say we find Aterro and get out of here... with grace... don't want to make enemies of those we've so recently made friends".
Hi Guys. Sorry Vrindel hasn't reacted lately. New job, and moving into a new office has sapped most of my free time. Hope to get caught up before the weekend is over, and resume life as normal... well at least COVID normal next week.
Survival Vrindel seems a bit unsure, but Arterro's observations confirm his suspicions. "The fey works in mysterious ways. Unless I miss my guess time passes much more quickly here than it did where we were. We have missed a great deal of time". He then turns to the rescued Dryad "I'm not sure what noise that you hear. I hear nothing untoward. I believe I have met your sister, and hopefully we were able to free her as well from this terrible dilemma. I must ask you however. Does the name Scramax mean anything to you?". As Vrindel waits for answers to his questions, he approaches Ibrox. "I'm not sure that I have magic strong enough to help you, but I'll try". Vrindel casts Lessor Restoration on his friend.
Vrindel immediately goes to the bee queen, to check on her status.
"Unless Ibrox can come to his senses and help a bit, we're going to have to tie him own. Your going to need your hands to climb". Vrindel hurries to the willow, and casts [i]Spider climb, first on Trevor, then on Aterro... "Go"! Shouts the druid as he finishes each spell. He then takes the form of his favorite Giant Wolf Spider, and starts up the shaft after the remainder of the group.
"That tunnel seems like a bad idea... jumping from the frying pan into the fire so to say. I can provide both you and Trevor the ability to climb like a spider... and I can take the form of a spider, and we can climb out of this place".
As his big ball of flame disperses, Vrindel call forth a smaller one, and slings it at the big undead fungi. Ranged Spell Attack
Flame Damage
Vrindel once again directs his flaming ball of death into the undead monstrosity, and it peters out as it deals it's final damage. Flame Damage. (Bonus Action) He then attempts to move the amber stone over to the prone Dryad. I don't see how this might make things worse.
Wisdom Save Wisdom Save (Advantage) Fire Damage 9/10 Vrindel tries to keep his crap together while retaining control. "No Ibrox... don't eat that! It's not candy!. "I think that liquid is somehow healing it"!
DEX Save 1 DEX Save 2 CON Save Vrindel continues to roll his ball of flame atop the big shroom.
CON (Concentration) Check if required. "Whoa! Hold on"!
And Vrindel sighs as once again he must help slay what should already be dead. "Ibrox... I don't know if it's the right thing to do, but perhaps freeing the Dryad may change things so continue... please"! He then pounces his ball of flame upon the now undead monstrosity. Fire damage 8/10
At Ibrox's warning Vrindel redirects his flaming sphere to the thought dead creature. "Let's burn it till there is nothing to reanimate". Flame Damage 7/10 |