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D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki But I still need to roll for intimidation or no? To complete my mechanics hider accordingly.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki If I try to intimidate Warren, who Safira is still holding by her side, aiming her lightning charged crossbow at him, would that give me any advantage on the check

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel HarukiTough bastard! I'll get a post up shortly.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki Since I believe it's my turn.

If I wanted to shoot at the Cap'n, but let's say aim not to kill... Or is there no mechanic for this in 5e. If so... I'll just shoot'im normally

Rolled for normal attack just in case. I believe a 23 hits.

Big ol' 5 piercing and 2 lightning for 7 total

Against the Elements - a D&D 5th Edition Adventure

Vihra of the Golden Mean

The universe cannot be read until we have learnt the language and become familiar with the characters in which it is written.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki Well, fudge!

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Then I shall shoot him again.

I don't think that - 9 hits though :/

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki Is the Cap'n in melee range with Safira? If that's the case, would it give me a disadvantage on the attack roll?

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

Lonett looked expectantly at the halfling, awaiting a response, but it was Lady Ada who spoke first. She had some wise words to impart with regard to the mysterious deck of cards that for some reason drew the attentions of a few of the heroes present. Herself included. In her defense, she wasn't one who interested herself with magic items unless she knew exactly how they could help her in her fight against evil. Anything ambiguous, as powerful as it might be, was a double-edged sword she could ill afford to use in a battle she fought on her own. When in group she supposed, with others to watch your back, an item like that could become an asset even with it's uncertain nature.

She returned her attention to the halfling who brushed off Lonett's introduction impatiently, failing to return the gesture, and started answering her question when the two of them were joined by the bard. The man came to them with a similar question about the deck as the ranger herself had posed.

Before the halfling could respond to him Lady Ada approached the bard, who'd introduced himself as James Greerson. She explained that the deck had been in her house's possession for some generations now and that she could sense the magical essence of the cards. She even offered the young man to draw a card so that he could attest to that himself. It was about this time that Lonett felt the nimble halfling skirt around her legs to get a better view, as it appeared, of what was to follow. She herself observed with morbid curiosity. Something about this deck of cards wasn't right to her. She just couldn't put her finger on what it was. But it would appear they were about to find out just what the deck could do.

As James drew a card there was a moment of stillness and then all his magical gear vanished into nothingness and the man was left standing in his birthday suit a frown marring his features. Lonett averted her gaze tactfully as he hastened to grab his spare set of clothing and began putting himself and his scattered gear in order.

Prior to the misfortunate draw, a suggestion was made by the wood elf to go to the library. Lonett's attention was now drawn to the elf woman once more. She looked to be young in appearance, but the ranger felt something from her that belied her youthful appearance. Was it the way she carried herself? Or the way she spoke? Plus with elves one could never be too sure of their actual age. Her thoughts were interrupted by a nervous servant who was standing a few feet from her looking cautiously at Divna.

Lonett smirked. "It would appear it's time, ol' gal." She rubbed the owlbear's neck for comfort. "You promised." She whispered and got a beak nip on her ear as response. "Oy!" The ranger rubbed her ear, congratulating herself for the foresight to put her Earstone on her left ear. She then looked at the servant and beckoned him to come closer. "She's behaved. I assure you. But just to be on the safe side. Put some distance between her and any horses." The nervous man looked almost horrified at the rains in Lonett's hand. She decided to spare him and tied the rains on the saddle. "It's alright. She'll follow you. Just lead her to the stables." The man gulped, nodded and wobbled away, followed by the large owlbear.

As Lonett turned to look what the others were doing she realized they were now all following Lady Ada. The Aasimar hurried to catch up with them and the party was soon led to the library. They were greeted by an elderly librarian who was immediately recognized by Kethan, the Master. As the two of them exchanged pleasantries and caught up on scholarly news, the group settled to do research on the impending threats either in groups, or by their lonesome.

Lonett approached the old librarian and asked him if he could direct her towards any books that pertained to Orcus and any related topics. The man led her to a section of the library that contained the books she'd inquired about.

"Thank you, Master Lawrence. If I can impose on you to inform the group of my line of research and to direct anyone who wants to join me to this spot." Lonett started taking books from shelves and hauling them over to the nearby table. The librarian nodded his assent and the monster slayer sat down and began her research.

After two hours of sifting through tomes of lore and religious texts Lonett had acquired a good amount of information on Orcus. She was taking neat notes on some parchment Lawrence had provided her with. As it turned out Orcus was the demon lord of the undead and necromancy. There was a reference of two Orcus cults worthy of note. One in the Gardens of Carnessa and the other in the backwater areas of the Western Wilderness. That drew Lonett's attention as it was in the general area where Valkur's messenger had said the Ghoul Emperor amassed his armies. She also discovered an interesting connection between Orcus and the Paladins of Conquest. Since she was unfamiliar with the subject she scoured the books on information on The Oath of Conquest and diligently scribbled down what she found.

At first it didn't make sense to her for any lawful Paladins to want to follow a chaotic creature as Orcus. But taking into account their constant search for glory and the desire to subjugate their enemies, she could see how they could be drawn to the demon of the undead, who sought to exert his might over this plane.

Lonett rubbed her eyes to chase the tiredness away and promptly resumed her work. She needed to look more closely into this Orcus cult said to be located in the Western Wilderness. And if her eyes did not betray her, she wanted to put in some hours of research on the subject of white dragons and giants, of which she knew next to nothing.

Mechanics

Orcus investigation library = (11)+8 = 19
investigation Paladins = (5)+8 = 13

[5e] Outrealms

Aryn stumbled forward a bit, the support of the wall she was leaning on no longer there, nor the warm body she was pressing to in languid exploration. Put out of sorts by the swift change of location she immediately went for her battleaxe and looked around cautiously. Gone was the inn and the room she'd rented for the night. And, of course, no sign of Renya, the sweet, sweet bard she'd managed to charm into her room and possibly into her bed. But apparently that would no longer be happening as Aryn found herself in a grassy field, surrounded by trees, a funny shaped building that she could see in the distance and the familiar sound of waves coming from the north and west.

She was also not alone. Five others stood there beside her, in a loose circle. To her right was a half-ling woman who appeared to be some sort of magic user and right next to her a giant toad. Aryn did not appear at all surprised by the sight of the large amphibian. She'd seen far more interesting creatures in the oceans she'd roamed twice over. On her left, a rock gnome surrounded by a sort of dark aura, who also appeared to be the magic type. Is she grinning or cackling? Aryn wondered. Almost directly opposite her stood the only male in the mismatched group of strangers. A stocky dwarf who possessed a sort of balance about him that belied his burly outlook. To the left of the dwarf a tiefling female, who appeared quite weak and fragile, but also very alluring. And next to the tiefling an impressive and imposing female figure, riding a unicorn. A strong and captivating specimen of the human race, wielding a spear and looking down on all the rest of them from her elevated position atop her mount.

An impressive assembly to be sure. Aryn mused, observing the strangers with her weary, cold blue eyes. Well, I know they're not friends. But are they foe? Is any of them responsible for us being here? And more to the point. Why are we here? Aryn's thoughts flowed freely assessing the situation she found herself in, wishing strongly that she be back in her inn, in her room, pinning the sweet, sweet Renya to the wall.

While Aryn was imagining herself against the warm and supple female body, the alluring thiefling spoke:

"It was wonderful to meet you all, but I think I would prefer to return to what I was previously doing now." And promptly disappeared into nothingness.

That spurred more to voice their thoughts and concerns. The dwarf following suit after the thiefling:

“Alright, lasses. I don’t know which of you brought me here, but I wouldn’t mind going back as well.” He appeared to hesitated for a moment, before adding. “Er… please?”

Aryn opened her mouth to say something but tall, handsome and mounted beat her to it.

"We did not summon you dwarf. I am Alex and this is Adal. We too seek passage back to a battle against demons assailing our temple. Who was it who summon us? Speak now!"

Well, that's three out of six total that claim to not be responsible for this sudden shift in location. Aryn mused. I know I didn't bring us here. So if I can believe those three, which I'm not likely to do without hard evidence, and if the other two also have nothing to do with this, then who. And why?

Aryn lowered her battleaxe, but never losing her battle stance.

"I don't know who brought it upon themselves to bring me... us, here, and frankly I don't care. But whoever it is, you will undo it promptly for I have affairs to go back to!" Her words, frosty like the oceans depths and her tone imperial never doubting her request will be met with the appropriate actions.