CollectorOfMyst

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Scott

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Scott glanced under the table where Miiba and the boy were still talking. “We... we don’t know… not exactly, anyway.” he lied.

Looking around the room, he took in not his surroundings, but the people around him. Lear, he knew, and he assumed that the woman he was talking to was Mirabelle. That made the other man, the one who had… picked up a log to kill him with, he had to be Geir. But the other woman, the one who was standing in front of the youngest girl and holding a baby in her arms... who was she? He assumed that she was Lear’s wife, and that made these four children theirs. Why would they be here, where every creature in a hundred-mile radius (at least, that’s what it felt like) wanted to kill them?

Scott supposed that’s what the wall was for. And they could probably handle themselves. But was it really worth the effort?

Slipping away from Miiba’s side, he moved towards the woman.

“E-excuse me.”

When Royalty Collides

I'm seeing so many LGBT+ characters and I live for it

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons, Part 1; Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Eleven You're up first!

What is happening now is called a surprise round. You are attacking an enemy that does not know you're there. Thus, they will be unable to fight back for the duration of this round (by which I mean they cannot take actions, or move for the first round, nor can they take reactions like opportunity attacks until their turn passes in the surprise round). Any attacks you make will be with advantage.

When Royalty Collides

*lurks, unsure if I could keep up with the apparent pace of this, but wants to try out this sort of RP at one point or another...*

I'm bored, you're bored, let's do some improv.

I hope I'm doing this right.

*Behind them, a young man with a cybernetic eye pops his head through a hatch in the ceiling.*

"That's not going to work, Jora. No power, no comms. We're in dead space here, and we're only going to drift."

*He pulls himself through, holding the edge and swinging himself around before dropping down lightly.*

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons, Part 1; Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Vertigo@Tangletail@Eleven

Since I assume that you do indeed want to go ahead with an ambush, as discussed in Discord, please roll me some initiative.

The Last Embers (Dark Steampunk/Fantasy)

@Fuzzybootz I'm not Lovejoy, but I'm sure she won't mind.

discord.gg/q4XzV3f

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Scott

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As Lear began to walk away from them, Scott immediately began to jog after him. “I’m aware that I’m weak, sir. It’s, ah, nothing new. Pixies aren’t usually very strong in our books, either.”

When the man mentioned Geir and Mirabelle, Scott nodded for a moment. Then a thought came up. “And do you plan to tell them? About us... being summoned? I really don’t know how this works. I could hide, maybe. That way you could break it to them cleanly, or you could-” He cut himself off. He was rambling. “I- um- sorry.”

His face turning red, Scott looked down at his feet. They were absolutely filthy, he realised. Well, of course, they were. He had been running barefoot this whole time, and he certainly hadn’t washed up since… well, since he was born. He idly wondered over the state he was in, and how he might go about fixing that. A shirt and shoes would be nice, at least.

“And, uh. To answer your question...” he mumbled into his chest. “Nobody can really say if demons exist or not. Monsters, too. Or if they used to exist but don’t anymore. Our gods are... mostly distant, I think. Some people don’t believe in any of it, but a lot of people do or want to. But the idea of demons and a lot of other monsters... they’re usually used by parents to convince their children to not do bad things.”

It was at that point that Miiba started to run around him and Lear, expressing her excitement at having a friend. That really did confirm it, then. She was childlike, even though Scott was probably around the same age as her in this world. A small smile appeared on his lips as she approached him.

"Mira nice. Geir angry. Lear say mean well, so Miiba just be Miiba, nothing more can do. Miiba want be friends too, but no think they want to be friends... not with gob. Or not yet anyway...Miiba no know,"

“Well, ah - I’m sure the two of them will come around eventually.” Scott told her. “Some people are just... wary of strangers.”

As he passed through the gate, ushered in by Lear, the pixie looked back over his shoulder at the forest.

“With good reason, usually.”

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons, Part 1; Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@The Harbinger of Ferocity Sorry, bud. You're outnumbered. 😅 You make valid points, but it's a lot easier to manage things.

To all; when you join the server, @ me, and I'll give you a role especially for you; it'll make private messages easier to handle.

discord.gg/2BACPag

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons, Part 1; Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Tangletail@Vertigo@Eleven I will say, there should be a brief bit of collaboration on your guys' part. It'll be your choice whether or not you guys engage the enemy, and how you'll go about doing this.

There's another thing I want to bring up, and that's a Discord server. @Lucius Cypher@The Harbinger of Ferocity, you two can weigh in, too. It can be trying, at times, especially since we've fallen into a slow, but comfortable pace. It would mean I'd be more easily reachable, and it would help with inter-party dynamics if you guys can discuss things like that. It would be text only, but the majority of the IC would remain on here.