Kassarock

Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

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Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

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Azra Flametongue

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"Aha! Excellent work everyone, we certainly showed them, did we not!" Azra twirled the hand from which he had shot the bolt of fire that had completely missed its target and blew the smoke from his fingertips, as if he had actually played a role in the fight that had just occurred. He was grinning from ear to ear. "And look barely a scratch on us besides of course our dear friend the driver and... oh... oh dear..."

His exuberant tone began to trail off as he made note of the prone form of their brave human warrior, sprawled on the ground in a puddle of his own blood. A crude arrow sprouted from the torn remains of one knee, a crimson gash had been cut across the powerful muscles of his throat, severing windpipe and arteries. Azra was by no means a medical man, but even he could see that his companion was not long for this world. Maybe now wasn't the time to celebrate.

"Sh-shouldn't we do something?" He spoke in a small faltering voice, completely different to his usual bravado, his eyes busily darting between the other members of the party. The tortle was already busy healing the driver. Azra didn't know any healing magic, he didn't know if any of the others did either. "We can't just let poor Ironhead, I mean Ironblood, I mean... whatever his fucking name is just die?! Can we?"

He jumped off the cart and walked over to where the warrior was bleeding out, dropping to one knee beside him, not caring how the blood stained his clothes. He reached out and took the dying man's hand.

"Come on big man." He slapped at his cheek, trying to keep him concious. "You'll pull through. Be right as rain in no time. Right guys? ...right?"

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Azra's Rolls

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

I used to play in person stuff, but obviously, that hasn't been happening over the last year or so. I've tried it online in other ways, but it hasn't been quite the same. It's very different to play-by-post, but the fun of it I think is the unpredictability, the dice determine so much that often situations go completely differently from how you were expecting them to.

Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

Are we out of initiative order now that combat is over?

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Oh cool both on the new partner and getting the vaccine, both my parents had their vaccine today actually. I'll still be waiting a while I think as I'm in the lowest risk group.

And yeah, I'm good, looking forward to spring and being able to go outside and do stuff again. In the mean time I've been trying out playing some tabletop stuff on the Guild, which is a nice change of pace.

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

There's so much stuff I want to do lol, I was writing that post being like 'but how do I fit in introducing X NPC and Y NPC?'

sigh

It'll just to have to wait for another one I guess.

Anyway, how's you? I saw you were looking for someone to roleplay that book series you were talking about the other day, any luck yet?

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Ozragad caught sight of her as he reached the bottom of the stairs. The Princess was bowing deeply, much like his own subjects, surrounded by a knot of the ladies he had placed to serve (and spy on) her. He had half expected some kind of scene, a continuation of the game of mutual hostilities and disrespects their relationship had largely been up until this point. But there was none. Perhaps they were past all that now, with their new arrangement... and all else that had happened since.

Strange, how he looked back on their bitter arguments with almost an element of fondness now. It felt like a different time, simpler, less dangerous. Less dangerous for you maybe. It was always dangerous for her, after all, it was you she was fighting with. You almost strangled her. Ozragad winced at the memory of her delicate throat under his hands. But it was true, she had always been in danger in Morganyth, from himself as well as others. He was still a danger to her, after all, it could still be her who had tried to kill him. She had plenty of motive. And what will you do then?

As the crowd parted for him, Ozragad could see that the grooms and stable hands were bringing the horses up, ready for their riders to mount. There was an order of precedence to the whole thing, he would mount first, followed by next in precedence and so on and so on. The next highest ranked person here would be the Princess herself, being a fellow royal, albeit a foreign one. The King could see his own tall black stallion drawn up across the ward, but next to it there was another horse saddled and ready.

He could tell from here that it was a magnificent creature. The palace stables at Cirith Anyr kept some of the finest horseflesh in all the country, even before he had needed to mount and outfit so many warriors for his armies. They bred for speed, rather than size, and he could see by its build it would fast. She was a filly still, just on the cusp of being considered a mare. Her coat was palomino, a pale cream, with flowing mane and tail of pure white. He did not know her by sight, but a horse so fine must have come from his personal collection, and there was only one person it could have been brought here for.

This was a mount fit for a Princess.

Normally he would have marched on past his bowing courtiers and got on horseback as quickly as possible in order to get the assembled court moving, Ozragad hated waiting. But now he paused at the foot of the stairs. This was supposed to be political theatre was it not? Then he would give them some theatre to talk about. He turned and walked to where the Princess still knelt, planting himself directly in front of her. He proffered a hand to her.

"Your mount awaits you, Princess."

Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

@TGM Cool character, I also really like the BBcode you used for the sheet, great design.

Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

Seeing the goblin's life slowly snuffed out by his attack, Nethruel once more raised his book to his face, content that the job was done.

@Cu Chulainn

Cold, my dude, cold.

Lost Mine Of Phandelver (D&D 5e) (CLOSED)

You hoped in vain