Vertigo

[GUTS+] You Awake in a Dark Room

Done and done! Let me know if him getting his hand through is implausible, and I'll edit accordingly (adding that he made the hole bigger first, or the like). I left it vague as to whether he could actually reach the handle at all also.

If he can reach it, should I roll for something to see if he can figure out how the door is locked?

[GUTS+] You Awake in a Dark Room

The crash Duncan had braced himself for never came. His foot collided with the wooden surface, yet the door did not give way. There was no satisfaction of a sudden forward force, only a cruel, sudden stop. The impact sent an unpleasant, stinging reverberation up his leg all the way to his spine. He had to bite back a curse. Son of a--

Dedicated not to lose to a door of all things - especially when he had an audience - Duncan prepared another kick. Before he could go for a second round, though, Pebs stepped up to stop him - or rather, redirect him. To the middle, since this door flung inwards and not out. Oh. Duh. He knew that.

Duncan cleared his throat, took a step to the side, and--

There was a crash this time, alright.

Duncan grinned victoriously - for about a second, before he realized his foot was now stuck in the door. Well, uh. That wasn't... that wasn't exactly part of the plan. Whatever the plan was.

Sheepishly, he turned back to Pebs. "Right, uh. Gimme a sec or two, got some-- technical difficulties over here."

And he might've needed some help. He didn't say it, nor did he mean to imply it, but it was apparently clear enough a fact that she came over to give him aid regardless. Pebs made sure he didn't fall over as he struggled to free his foot, which, after a moment of a battle well-fought, was finally back on solid ground. Thank god.

"Hurt? Nah, I'm fine," he assured her, giving his leg a few swings in the air for good measure. He chuckled, then gave her a nod of gratitude. "It's been through worse. Thanks for the help though, 'preciate it."

As Duncan went back to examine the hole he'd made, Pebs split off to examine the cupboards. A really good idea, actually, since it'd probably take him a while to figure out how to... get through the door still. He could just keep kicking it, or try to bend and break off pieces the way he'd done when he freed his leg. But man, that'd take a while.

So then... maybe...?

Carefully, Duncan started to try and push his hand - then wrist, then elbow - through the hole and feel around for the door's handle. He wasn't sure what kind of a locking mechanism it had, or whether it was something that could be undone by blindly feeling around, but he figured it was worth a try.

With his arm still in the door, Pebs returned with her loot.

She handed him a screwdriver, which he took into his free and grinned at her comment. "Sure thing. I'll take real good care of it, promise." Apart from the usual uses, it'd make for a good weapon, too. Not that they... needed that.

The next thing he showed her piqued his interest enough to almost forget about his hand. It was a piece of paper with a picture scribbled onto it. It looked like a hint of some sort, deliberately made by someone. Like one of those things you'd find in escape rooms. Which, well, this technically was. Only they'd skipped the signing up part.

"Looks like someone wants us to go fishing," he remarked, still a bit to carefree for the occasion, before glancing back at the door. "Think it's hinting at the drain here, or something behind this damn thing?"

^{@Typical, @Alamantus}

[GUTS+] You Awake in a Dark Room

It could also be that it's not this drain we should be fishing something out from, could also be some place we find later on. That's a good point about the hook though, I don't think we have anything for that. Hmm...

Haha, oh man, I'd be both amused and terrified if something did grab him.

And yeah, when I read "large airvent above the door" I thought "Duncan could lift Pebs up to crawl through it to the other side probably". I didn't... oh god, I didn't even think about the serial killer scenario. Damn. That's a mental image.

Sorry for the wait btw, I was behind on posts and had to get to a few others I'd owed for longer outta the way. Gonna get to this tomorrow after work, finally!

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

Oh, I wasn't aware you were waiting for my edit, since it's just one line and doesn't really affect anything. Sure, I'll do it right now.

Edit: Done.

Trouble in Korthos

Cooking up a Barbarian Goliath, unless a Tiefling Warlock would be more preferable.

Steampunk: Dragons and Battleships

Posted. Things I had to research for this post: when was fried chicken invented.

Steampunk: Dragons and Battleships

Jaro's enthusiastic introduction seemed to miss the mark with the rest of the crew, if the lack of reactions or answers was anything to go by. Sheesh, talk about a tough crowd. Was it cause most of the others were old? It must've been because they were old. Man, hopefully it wouldn't be this quiet the whole time on board. Much as he loved his own voice, monologuing wasn't half as fun as actual social interaction.

With that said, Jaroslav did think he spotted a sparkle in the eye of a girl around his age from the corner of his eye. But before he could start to figure out whether it was due to his entrance or the adventure that awaited, their apparent captain spoke up. Her authoritative tone demanded everyone's undivided attention, so Jaroslav gave her nothing less. He'd have time to talk to the girl later.

The captain was barely a few words in when Jaro realized he was practically being called out. Oh shit- and on the first day, too. So that's why most everyone was being so stiff; they were military folk. Guess that made sense, considering the nature of the vessel. Jaro had figured he'd be the odd one out of the bunch to begin with, just not to what extent. Well damn, he felt kinda sheepish now--

--At least until the captain conceded that they would surely need someone like him one day. At that, he practically beamed, brimming with validated confidence all the way to the end of her spiel.

"Aye, aye, cap'n--- ma'am!" he corrected quickly, stiffening his back and giving her a salute. Though the motion was a little dramatic and overblown, it was done out of genuine respect and attempt to adhere to the code. Titles were hard, but she seemed like someone worthy of 'em, so he'd try to remember to speak accordingly. Couldn't be that hard.

"You won't be disappointed," he went on to promise as the crew spread out around the ship. Jaro went to put his stuff away as instructed, and then made his way to the helm, humming. He wanted to familiarize himself with how easy - and how fast - the vessel was to steer before they got to those... what were they? Devil Vulture? Ha, more like Fried Chicken by the time they were done!

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

@CollectorOfMyst I can edit it so that he overheard him talking to Magdar instead, I think that's the easiest option! I'll get the edits in today when I sit down to write posts again.

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Oh-- okay, my bad, I must've misunderstood. I was going by this post:

@Tangletail@Vertigo

Sebastian will remember that.
Cassandra will remember that.

(Technically, taking the fruit is theft - Sebastian did say that the orchards were owned by somebody. Sebastian and Cassandra disapprove, and will voice this disapproval, but they will not stop you if you want to continue. At this point, they care only about getting to the city.)

Also, does Vaal want to cast Mage Armour again, or will he wait?

@CollectorOfMyst

I assumed the "will voice his disapproval" meant he was going to say something if Caw did take a fruit. I can edit it out or alter it to just be overhearing, whichever you prefer!

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

Andd posted! Sorry for the wait. Also I hope it's ok that I mentioned Sebastian voicing his disapproval about the fruit, since you said he would do that. I left the exact words vague, though. Lmk if edits are needed.