[OOC] D&D 5E - Forgotten Realms

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Currently, for basic reference for Theater of the Mind logistics:

[Uregaunt] [?] [Thanath]
[Mara] [AdAM] [Zana]
[Cerise] [?] [Ysalain]

[JBRam2002]

Made some icons for the group!

@The Grey Dust - AdAM 7 -

@Daemanis - Cerise -

@JBRam2002 - Mara -

@rush99999 - Thanath -

@Cu Chulainn - Ysalain -

@The Large Dumbo - Uregaunt -

@Lauder - Zana -

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Amazing, @JBRam2002!

[rush99999]

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Whose turn was it again?

Edit: This question was answered in chat.

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@Lauder

Passive Perception: 9

Under the arcane desk affixed to the confined room, you feel intermittent zephyrs as your palm traces the patterns on the wall. A faint shadow impresses upon the underbelly of the bench, cast by your sleeveless arm. Stray rays of light are jetting from a fine gap within the floor’s angle.

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@The Grey Dust

Passive Perception - 18.

Darkness.

The blackness crawls on your.

Flesh?

The left portion of your appendicular skeleton is engrossed in a spongy biological composition, organized and coordinated as you supinate and pronate the forearm first before flexing your leg, for further inspection, under the circumferential cold, smoky veil. Auditory processing detects exactly four roller pumps, equally spaced below your head of bed and feet. Your slab is in a slight Trendelenburg position by approximately 28 degrees. As you place your right elbow onto the preeminent necrotic pedestal, you sense that it is hollow beneath.

Forsaking your pall, the fabric façade flutters below as your cybernetically enhanced retinae, instantly consume the room.

Half-elf with a vise grip on a paranormal long sword. A towering Goliath embellishing a teethy arc from ear to ear. A gnome beneath a work bench with the blankets stirring on two other blanche slabs. Lastly, a trembling but flapping Pixie, withdrawn far into a corner, cemented in a defensive stance.

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Since Zana is facing the wall and Thanath is occupied with Uregaunt, Sir Halflight is the only character to see the illusory wall facing him within the pillar wall slab upholding AdAM.

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@Cu Chulainn

Investigation - 16

Probing the corner nearest to your previous flinty divan reveals that the counters are not actually affixed to the walls at all, but bolted to the ground with a centimeter gap between worktop and the borders of the room. More so, this gap is also contiguous with the floor, shedding a faint light upwards.

Medicine – 18

You discover how to shed each syrinx abutting your arm's vasculature with ease. The wounds on both arms slowly heal, faster on the appendage bearing your scarlet stone. Furthermore, as the tube falls to the floor, you discern there are no tubes coming from one of the “unawakened” slabs bearing a likely feminine silhouette.

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@The Grey Dust

Medicine – 5

Your corpulent phalanges detach the experimental plumbing with some mild hesitation, but afterwards the rest tumble with ease.

Acrobatics – 12
Passive perception - 18

As you detach yourself and dismount from your cement cradle, you sense the slab immediately before your stare, is still pooling blood, with still a prominent grinding sound from the roller above, exsanguinating the persona still beneath its grey veil.

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@rush99999

Strength Check – Critical Fail

As you plunge your muscular hand into the newly devoid cavity peering into the external abyss, the other arm cinches into, forbidding any further inspection of the emptiness beyond. With great difficulty you inch each digit into the crevice, until you are wrist deep, as you attempt to retract slight, you feel a vise awkwardly locking your arms in place.
However, this doesn’t last long.

@JBRam2002

Mara’s Kung-fu – Critical Success – 9 damage with bonus action of 6

The wall collapses outward liberating the goliath from his self-inflicted lariat. Beyond, you see barely yonder a flat shingled roof, in congruity with the floor plan of your previous cubed prison. As dark vision endeavors to pierce the surrounding ebony, faint luminosities swirl, with minimal force, almost to infinity. There is no apparent landscape, horizon, stars, or moon.

@The Grey Dust

Investigation Passive 17
Nature - 16

For Pillar:

The sagacity computes that your discarded shroud and tubing is not being hindered by one of the walls, which becomes instantly feeble and muffled, in regards to further scrutiny.

Notes and Bench work:

You walk to the bench in front of you; the warlock still armed cautiously shuffles a certain distance, ye t en guard. The pew before the counter is hewn, bereft of any living material. The surface of the makeshift kiosk suffers many liquids, all twinkling, mostly red, green, and blue. The frail parchment appears to be scribed in beautiful script and then crumbles instantly into a harsher linguistics, favoring Sylvan into Infernal, but oscillating back and forth between the two languages.

The bench investigated above the preoccupied gnome, though, has something special. A Book.

It holds a title marked in no known language, chained shut with what resembles newt bones and a lock begotten from adamantine.

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@rush99999

You see as you step outside of this room, a 5 foot portal about 100 feet out and 3 stories below. To your left, as you pass over the deteriorated barrier.

Light seems to be streaming in through this mystically opened door. Everything else appears very dark. Strangely, there is no city that can be vantaged.

Only the Warlock heard the words: "hated city, Waterdeep."

@The Grey Dust

As you march inward with your new found belongings and limbs, you note 3 levers on either of the other 3 walls inside the pillar with your former bed as a ceiling. Two are down. The one to your right is up.

Everyone who is not watching this from the right angle sees you disappear. Which would include Uregaunt, Mara, Zana, Cerise, and Thanath.

Our paladin is the only witness to this sleight of passage.

@Cu Chulainn

You see the Warlock cut through tubing, sheared effortlessly, but the IV remains in his arm, spitting pulsatile amounts of gore with every beat of his fragile heart.

After AdAM passes through the illusory wall. You still hear his foot steps as he shuffles slightly inside.

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@The Large Dumbo@rush99999@The Grey Dust@JBRam2002@Lauder@Cu Chulainn

The decision was simple.

Pull up or down. Which one? This would be a rumination most wizards or gnomes would fathom for many hours.

However, this machination faltered for the length of a conversation and a flogging of a makeshift, serous vine, which whipped upon his back. The annoyance provided the motivation to select the lever in the middle. With an ascendant stroke, gears of war began to churn within the fleshy construct. Mild howls of concern emitted around the pillar as he turned to see the floor slowly rise, slowly attempting to barricade the robot into a coffin within the center column, soon deafening him from the cries of apprehension and disease arising with the ground itself.

Momentarily, the assassin would be buried within stone separated from the gowned comrades who shared the same hemmed mark.

What would he do? What would the rest do? Was Thanath hungry?

These were not trepidations calculated by the machine, who instrumented the very house to move.

[rush99999]

[quote=@The Large Dumbo]
[color=orangered]"Awfully kind of you,"[color=orangered] Uregaunt noticed. "Healing someone you've just met." His voice harbors mild curiosity as he speaks.
[/quote]

You missed a spot.

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Post Order: None, but everyone should post before continuation to the next round.

Recent Events:

Everyone can now see that the ceiling is illusory with a dusty fan spinning counterclockwise except for Thanath and AdAM.
The northern center slab that remains covered by a white cloth continues to spurt blood via tubing onto the rising floor. The southern center slab also remains covered with a white cloth, but no tubing is connected.
The benches rattle but everything remains contained sputtering its inner liquids intermittently.

ROUND 1

@The Grey Dust
You are now trapped within the center column closet, with 2 levers up and the one to your left down. The voices of your recent acquaintances soften.

@Daemanis
Flying ever higher you arrive, through the illusory ceiling, you dash to a corner unlocked door on the N/E corner of the room, where you see your gear but no mounts. There are also 2 large doors on each wall accompanied by a 5 foot ledge that you assume will be a meeting place for the uplifting ground.

@JBRam2002
After your badass martial arts, you realize that Thanath does not know the ceiling is illusory.

@rush99999
You are outside and witness the floor and everything/everyone on it hoisted up slowly.

@Cu Chulainn
You have successfully grappled a Warlock (you just met by the way) and attempted to kick him outside.

@The Large Dumbo
A long haired, beautiful gentleman just hugged you as above.

@Lauder
Your gnome mind seemingly knows no bounds as you deducted the illusory ceiling from underneath the eastern bench no less before Cerise demonstration.

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@The Large Dumbo

Medicine Check - Natural 20, total score 21

The intravenous lining contains a bigger catheter than the others strewn about and is directly inserted under his left pectoral, into the apex of the heart. With every beat a small amount of blood is oozed out, since now the pressure has equalized and the hindrance from the length of the tubing making it difficult to traverse with each cardiac contraction. You feel his pulse, which is thready, but slow, and your hands skillfully wait for diastole, when the lower chambers are filling with blood, to retract the large bore. Instantly, his chest wound heals within seconds. He remains now unconscious and cold but is stabilized.

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@JBRam2002

As previously revealed in your IC post, the feminine silhouette under the final curtain bears a 5'4'' female frame without wrinkles but with clothes. Though invisible, she appears unconscious as the veil is absolutely still, rising with every slow breath, not jarring from any of the probing jabs of the monk, Mara.

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Below is the homebrew Fairy race, of which Cerise is specifically a Pixie with Gossamer Wings.

homebrewery.naturalcrit.com/share/S1-…

Gossamer Wings: You have a fly speed of 30 ft. The air is considered difficult terrain when you are further than 5 ft from solid ground, and if you remain in flight for more than a minute without touching down, you must succeed on a DC 10 Constitution saving throw or take a level of Exhaustion (repeating the save for every minute of flight). You also have Disadvantage at Stealth, while in flight, due to the sparkling nature of the wings when in motion.