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@PrinceAlexus Jimbob Dread misses twice. He uses Laying Down the Law and luckily rerolls a miss to a hit. He kills one of the spiders, gaining 10 XP!

Which spider does he kill, B1 or A13?

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@PrinceAlexus Escape test failed, Jimbob Dread must stay in melee range. What would you like to do?

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@duskshine749 Fear pulls himself together. 1/3. Fear will take 4 sanity damage. He has no DT left.

Right. Sorry for the long long wait, you two.

@Majoras End Goose has:

[1 Dynamite]
[1 Marshal Badge] - starting item, cannot sell
1 Shotgun : worth 300gp
1 Scafford Hat: worth 850gp
1 Accentuator Belt - 350gp
1 Trun Disintegrator - 800gp
1 Hanging Cross worth 200gp

Sale price is half of their value so their total value is 1,250gp. You can choose to keep some and sell some if you wish. What are you selling/keeping?

@CollectorofMyst Thanks for the heads up with the whiskey thing, now fixed. Gave Aaron 5xp as a thankyou ;D Xander has:

2x Whiskey
1x Darkstone
Sheriff Badge - starting item, cannot sell
Tomb Chest - 600gp
Tribal Horse -600gp
Peacekeeper Pistol - 250gp
Rusty Badge - 650 gp
Bandolier Strap - 375gp

TRADE: 300GP & Crisp Rose from Luciel to Jamie for Tribal Horse

Sale price is half of their value so their total value is 1,238gp. You can choose to keep some and sell some if you wish. What are you selling/keeping?

Group 2: Curse of Strahd [5e]

@Cao the Exiled Is this correct?

Group 2: Curse of Strahd [5e]

@Claw2k11 sweet! Carron will reply next post, but the final stop is the castle, stay some time there to unload and trade and get your rewards, and then you loop back the way you came.

Perception Roll: Everything seems peaceful in the forest. As far as you can discern, there is nothing out there in the woods for you to be concerned about...

Curse of Strahd [5E]

Granlow seemed very content that his guests were getting stuck into the meal. He relaxed further as Mirror talked about the woods, nodding along at how such places could be dangerous. Granlow rarely got outside the walls these days, and he seemed to momentarily be living vicariously through the Tabaxi excitement, despite her talking through mouthfuls of food. He raised his goblet with Tae as she proposed a toast.

"Here here." Granlow echoed Jameson's words, "Wisdom of the woods is sorely needed, and fine food makes the world go round." He gave a stiff smile at that. His position in life prevented him from being too forward about it, but he was proud of the workers of Fort Rock and the hunters and cooks that had made the meal possible. His pudgy frame betrayed his love of good hearty food. The man was no stranger to keeping himself well fed.

A twinge of distaste crossed his features at being called Granny, of all things. The Chamberlain stopped eating and placed his fists either side of his plate, watching Tae disapprovingly for a little while. He managed to keep his composure and did not voice his concerns, though. After all, he was in need of their assistance and didn't want to make it harder on himself convincing them.

His disdainful gaze turned to Johnson and his way of eating.

My goodness these people ate savagely. But then, he had kept them waiting longer then he intended.

"I have heard the men at the tavern do get quite rowdy. I hope they haven't been causing you too much trouble. Well meaning folk live in these parts, generally. I hope the drink made up for it." He approached his meal with a more refined grace then his guests, though he was not afraid to get stuck in. He did not interrupt the casual conversation around the table, and found his eyes lingering on the quiet ranger who had yet to speak. Granlow hadn't had many personal dealings with Vadania, though he had heard she had been very helpful around town the last few weeks. She wouldn’t be in the room otherwise, after all.

Mirror's final words seemed to jarr him out of his thoughts, and he quirked an eyebrow at her bemusedly. There was no escaping the Tabaxi's piercing gaze, and he decided against playing it off. "Ah. I had hoped you hadn't overheard and wanted to leave it till the end of the meal, but your sharp hearing has caught me out. Yes, I require your assistance in a matter a little more serious than your previous dealings. I was hoping the four of you would be able to deal with the situation as a cohesive unit." He nursed his goblet, his expression darkening as he stared into the liquid.

"Some of you may have noticed the group of travellers that have set up beyond our walls. We've had travellers come by our way before and it's never been a cause for concern. More trade and fresh news is always a boon to us, being out so far as we are. However, I've gotten concerning reports, and earlier today... there was an incident."

He sighed and regarded each of you carefully, his eyes lingering on Jameson's injury. He took a swig of his drink as he caught himself staring.

"I have been receiving numerous corroborating reports that the travellers have been harassing our people as they come and go from the gates. They have been making demands for coin and wine, and when denied, threaten to put curses on anyone who fails to give in to their demands. Earlier today, I sent out some guards from the walls to investigate and get the troublemakers to move along. When the men returned to me, they were bewitched."

His mouth tightened into a fine line. The candles above head flickered. The shadows danced.

"My men are good men, local men, with families inside these walls and history going back several generations. I won't have them played with like toys, and neither will the General when he returns. He will take this matter very, very seriously indeed. I fear his justice will not be forgiving."

The words lingered.

Granlow sighed.

"I have no interest in violence, but I can't stand ideally by while these strangers get funny and dangerous ideas in their heads. I don't want them harmed, but you must understand something must be done. I was hoping to enlist your help in this regard."

Group 2: Curse of Strahd [5e]

@Cao the Exiled@0 Azzy 0@TangleTail@Claw2k11

Sorry for the wait! IC is up. Feel free to post.

I will need to know your position on the caravans. There are two and you are travelling with one caravan behind the other at a steady pace. Each Caravan has a lantern next to the driver, but any light out the back will have to be from personal lanterns.

Each caravan can fit about four people inside, under cover, and one driver comfortably. Two people can sit in the driver's area, but it makes it harder to drive the caravan as you are squished arm to arm. The caravan themselves are hooded and if you are inside the caravan you are out the rain. However, only the driver seat and the back two slots of each caravan have good views of the road. Inside the caravans it is quite cramped as Carron tried to bring as many supplies as possible without shelling out for another vehicle and mounts.

I will place the two NPC caravan guards once you guys have decided your seats and whether any of you are driving either vehicle. Carron is the orange circle.

Group 2: Curse of Strahd [5e]

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It is hardly wise to travel into the evening on a woodland road like this but the Trader you are working for, Carron Fwip, insisted on making good time to Castle Camlain. You have been on the road for several weeks now, passing through various villages while your employer makes trades with the local folk. Your costs have been covered and while you have not been living a life of luxury you have been kept well fed, well rested and on occasion allowed an evening of revelry. Your full pay will be given to you upon arrival at your destination, coming out of the Baroness' purse herself, for the town is in such dire needs of supplies.

Your group comprises of two caravans of trading goods and some camping supplies. Most days you have spent evenings in villages and one or two nights sleeping near the road. There are seven of you in total, five of you Carron Fwip recruited at the start of this journey and two guards he already had with him at the time. None of you are particularly skilled in the ways of adventuring but it is no matter. You have experienced little trouble on the way, apart from some goblin skirmishes this morning on this very road when passing by, as Carron warned, an abandoned temple of ancient unknown origion.

Carron has done this route many times and rarely anticipates trouble beyond a few goblins and woodland beasties, but you have heard many strange tales about the Elfway - the locals in the last village in particular seemed to greatly enjoy winding you up about it. People dissapear along these roads, they said, and traders rarely make it through to the castle beyond the forest. Strange monsters roam these woods. Monsters with long pointed teeth and hungry eyes.

Dusk collects around the caravan's lanterns, small bugs flitting to the light and meeting their end there, their corpses casting strange shadows. Beyond the trees a mist begins to gather, clinging low to the ground. All is hush in the forest, the sound of the workhorse's hooves and the turning of wheels filling the still air around you. The first drops of rain threaten as you approach the next bend.

"I did so hope to make the rest stop before the weather turns." frets Carron from inside the front caravan.

👺 Goblin Quest

Glimmway

Glimmway

Name: Glimmway

Age: Day 3
Gender: Female
Race: Goblin

Appearance: Glimmway is a short, stubby-legged creature with grabby hands and bluey-green hued skin. Her face is rounded and her features cherubim like, though goblin genetics have distorted them far past anything adorable and into creepy territory. Large grey sunken doe-eyes peer out of of a squashed face with small rosebud lips. Her hair is dark like slick oil, pulled harshly back and kept in place with a small bone.

Level: 1

Personality: Glimmway is an absent-minded goblin, often staring off into the distance and losing her train of thought mid-sentence. She has a tendency to talk little and has a curious streak which has gotten her into trouble on occasion. She can be stubborn, strong-willed and hard-working, but she is loyal to a fault, though the trait is not always readily apparent. She gains a lot of satisfaction from achieving a job well done and she is a good listener, though perhaps that is only because of her reluctance to speak. She has a tendancy to stick along with people she has grown attached to whether they want her there or not, though she is equally likely to wander off suddenly at inopportune times when something has caught her curiosity.

Past Life: Glimmway was originally a college professor who lectured on occult practices in various cultures. She discovered the thread of some ancient hidden sect and started researching it with the intent to publish the lost information and bring it to light. She turned up garroted in her study one night, no information of any of her discoveries remaining among her belongings.
Talent(s):

• Perception (able to detect weaknesses or soft spots?)
• Spirittalk (ability to communicate with spirits/the spirit world or ghosts to some extent)

Skill(s):

Dark Eye - Allows one to see more effectively in the darkness. (Passive) E-Rank
Absorption - A monster specific skill. This skill allows monsters to gain the skill(s) of the creatures they devour. The amount of skills gained in this process is limited to a 8 time usage. Choose your stolen abilities wisely. Uses will reset to 8 upon evolving regardless of the amount you have used. (Remaining Uses: 8)

Inventory: --

Appearance WIP

Rough Colour WIP

Goblin Quest - Interest Check for an Isekai Goblin Re:Monster-Inspired RP

@RC3 Is it safe to post my CS up to tab, chief?