[IC] Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

[Birdboy]

Rala sat back in her chair as the chaos unfolded, it was no longer her job to break up bar fights like this and she did not envy whoever it was right now. As even Jormund stands up with a sudden rush, his seat toppled and the force of it nearly caused his drink to fall off the table. Rala caught it just in time, placing it back on the table. People were panicking, probably even fleeing and Rala knew that what they did here would not bring good tidings from the villagers. Rala moved slowly as she got up but once she did she briskly made her way towards the nearest exit to find the cart. Once she spotted where it was she bolted for it, hoping to get them ready for their departure.

OOC

Bonus action stealth check of 12 to exit the building and then dash action to rush towards the cart.

[Guardian Angel Haruki]

Retracted!

[rush99999]

It was at this point in time that time slowed to a crawl and the party's surroundings became blurred beyond recognition. Moments that felt like days passed as the blurry world slowly but surely shaped itself into an androgynous humanoid figure with icosahedral eyes. "This display is neither entertaining nor amusing." The figure spoke. "I command it to be something else. Now."

Then everything went black.

When the party regained their awareness, they did so slumped over a long line of tables and surrounded by a cheering crowd of tavern goers with Max, Gorgash, and his dire wolf nowhere to be found. Apparently, they had just participated in a drinking contest. And for holding their own for as long as they did, they had earned a night's room and board on the house.

[Lurking Krog]

Jørmund

With a groan the cleric sat up in his chair and started to look around. It had been some time since he the last time he passed out in a drinking contest, at least as far as he could remember. "What was in those drinks?" He grumbled as he rubbed his temples . "I don't think I've passed out that hard since I left home. You all alright?" he asked the others in the group as he slowly started to stand up and check on them.

[Guardian Angel Haruki]

Cascade

Cascade felt like she was on a boat in the middle of the stormy sea. She didn't know what happened...did the ship capsize and throw everyone into the churning waters of existence? Whatever happened, she found herself with the party, apparently having participated in a drinking contest. To everyone, she is noticeably swaying, as though her body thinks it's still on the ship.

She asks in a daze, her speech slurring a bit, "...Did someone forget to secure the rigging...?" She couldn't help but wonder in a prayer, "Deep Sashelas, what just happened...? We didn't start a drinking contest...did we...?"

She looks around to take stock of her surroundings, and as she tried to remember the previous events...she remembered that she was standing by the orc who didn't follow Gruumsh anymore! She looked around to see if that orc is still around in this tavern and if he was okay...

[Dark Cloud]

HAMMERHAND

^{@Lurking Krog}

The large grizzled old orc snorted and snored up quite the racket stirring slightly resting his head upon the table where drool had been pooling around his face "-Huh? Wot?" Hammerhand blinked, groaning the hungover orc barely recalled the events of the night. Some lady showed up, or was that just a dream? Hammerhand scratched the back of his neck squinting hard, trying to recount his steps.

Surrounded by at least five empty tankards, resting a hand under his chin he mumbled and counted his fingers before giving up, heaving an annoyed sigh though he did at least recall the dent in the table was something to remember.

"Ha! Bloody ell' now I remember!" the old orc grunted as he struggled to his feet, clapping a large hand on the rock man's shoulder "You nearly put my ead' through dat table!"

Hammerhand laughed heartily, slapping his knee "Can't say I've met a humie or whatever you is whose out drank me or beat me in a good old bout." the large orc smelled of ale and vinegar, but he meant well genuinely impressed by Jørmund's tenacity. "I'd be glad to call ya me drinking brother."

[LostDestiny]

Aura shot up in her seat only to groan as her head throbbed. "Hells, what happened?" She groaned as she closed her eyes tight in a long, steadying blink. It took her a moment to get her bearings and with the help of Hawk recounting the events leading up to this she sighed. "Ah yup that adds up." She said looking at the tankards around them. "You know when I said loosen up this wasn't really what I meant but I will take it I guess."

The air Genasi's attention was drawn to the Orc who occupied the table with them as he made a comment to Jørmund. "Whatever he is, is an Earth Genasi." She then pointed toward Cascade, "Water Genasi," Finger moving to Flicker, "Fire Genasi," and lastly she pointed to herself "And last but certainly not least, Air Genasi. Just think of us as super cool elemental people, it's easier that way than explaining the birds and the bees." Taking another deep breath she stood from her seat and stretched. "I think we all could use some food in our bellies. Allow me to go order us some. Would rather not yell right now if I can help it." With that she made her way, slightly unsteadily to the bar to order the best hangover food this Inn could muster for the group of them, Hammerhand included.

[XxFellsingxX]

The first word out of Flicker's mouth when they awoke was some sort of curse in elvish. For some reason, they felt very annoyed... no, actually, more than annoyed. They felt angry, but they couldn't for the life of them recall why.

Once they'd processed that bit of emotion, they got themself to their feet and slowly started to take in the rest of the scene, and tried to piece out what had lead them to waking up on the floor of some random tavern. They weren't particularly happy with the conclusion they came to: apparently, they'd gotten roped into a drinking contest with some orc, and for some reason, Flicker themself had ended up participating. Either that, or someone had spiked their drink.

Concerned that they had been both drunk and angry before they had passed out, Flicker quickly started to survey the tavern to make sure they hadn't caused any damage or hurt anyone during the period of time they couldn't remember.

OOC

Flicker rolls a investigation check of 16 to make sure they haven't caused any property damage or harm to any of the patrons while they were blacked out.