The Harbinger of Ferocity

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Looking well and forward to it, @Hekazu, though I am afraid I haven't seen much of our druid as of late. @Gordian Nought, we summon thee in preparation, hear our call to mind.

Ask the Person Below You a Question

No, I absolutely loathe socks, something about wearing them feels quite wrong. Textures in general evoke strange reactions from me, as it took years to accustom myself to ignoring them or staying focused on other matters. The same effect of distraction arises from bright light or noises, usually those higher pitched or just plainly loud. Socks are similarly irritating, as well as strange in perception. An odd opinion I hold to be sure, but no, I do not like socks.

How many near death encounters have you experienced in life, if any? Legitimate ones, rather than near misses. The sort of things where you dodged the oncoming train by seconds or hear the crack of a ricochet by your head, to the more mundane where you might have only by chance avoided death such as vehicular accidents. Not that the more extreme is better, just an interesting experience to hear of others' recountings and stories. I admit I have several, but wondering just what they were like for others is always a novel concept to me. Apparently they are not as common as I seem to know, at least in person.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I am certain we all look forward to it, @Hekazu. I unquestionably do as I would like very much for this to continue, delay or not. After all we have seen the adventure this far, sadly all too slowly, but I have no intentions of letting it end just here. That said, welcome back from the world of illness.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

If no one else chooses to post by this evening, @rush99999, you will have your response. I was attempting to afford others time to do so, but three days is plenty, though I would rather not fill up the roleplay with a ton of specific posts or one giant post no one is ever going to read in full. Either way, your answers are soon enough! As for my questions however, @Guardian Angel Haruki I know can answer them.

What does Jacoby and Shaedra see as they draw close to the entangled bandit? How are things going for him and how is he reacting? Is he panicked, angry, resigned to being trapped? Any other things of interest at hand?

Post a random fact about yourself.

Of all precious metals, silver is my preferred form, with emeralds being my greatest interest in gemstones.

Revenge of the Dragon

While I am just fine with waiting, I have not had the personalized items forwarded to me, @Caitimus. When you have the free time, do let me know and I would be all the willing to include them the moment I have an idea just what they are.

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Douglas Song

Best 8 Motel

Song had been preparing for some time for the evening news, to come to see if anything had been learned about the strange events that took place earlier that morning. Fate on the other hand had entirely different plans for that, the sort where it intervened in a divine and clear manner, as bright as the moon would be if the city's lights had not drowned it out. It arrived to him, the message that was, as he sat quietly in the chair at the desk, accompanied only by the empty cup; like the container, Song was away from himself in mind and thought as if he had vacated his body, returning only at the crackle of the television to life.

At first it was the ticking of a clock, but the man was not fooled by this. Calmly rising from his chair, soon holding it by its back, he shuffled it aside and stood to bear witness to the cryptic message. As strangely as it came, it left, flickering through various images, one of which he noted in particular. With a nod, scanning over the numbers, they faded out seemingly for good, with Song only pouring himself yet another cup of his tea.

"Good." His lips answered the screen before disappearing behind the mug's rim. A pause came as he drank, but it followed after with more words, "You have made my work easier."

The base of the cup clattered to the plain, though decidedly aged face of the table, Song's palm resting atop its mouth. He would move again now, up and vanish to somewhere else as he had before. This was no real challenge after all, the most he owned being a cache of weapons, a few clothes and personal goods, and a tiny tea chest. The numbers themselves were no trial either as perhaps wittingly or unwittingly, the broadcasters showed him the location of someone who would know what they meant; the college. There would be little issue in blending in among the students or recognizing the exact place displayed in the frame. Considering they were a student? They were unlikely to up and leave the campus, even if something this odd had happened, assuming they even saw it. Someone, somewhere there would have an in.

So in a silent few minutes, with footfall no louder than cat's feet, the stoic, clam figure drifted among the room and vanished after; nothing more than a bag across his shoulders, a scarf wrapped around his face, and his clothes changed once more to jeans and a jacket. For all intents and purposes, being a nobody had its perks.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I am at my best at night, but am not as well off or as attentive during the daylight hours. Years of nocturnal and crepuscular lifestyle have forever changed that, though it never affected my ability to sleep anywhere, at anytime, and on near anything.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I can only arrive to places by landmarks or terrain, I cannot navigate by names of routes of travel or directions.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

A black jaguar is informally called a "panther", same goes for a black leopard, @rush99999. While there is no such thing as a "panther" itself, it is used to describe melanistic - all black - big cats, or another name for a mountain lion. Game wise the traits between the leopard and jaguar are shared with the panther animal entry.