[Story] The Inn - On your Shield

[Gath]

Oodiliana watched as a giant(kin) nearly buckled the floorboards near the threshold as he ducked and squeezed through the doorframe. He didn’t have much to say, but seemed friendly, religious perhaps?

Another one-eyed fellow and his shorn-head ork-kin companion dressed in studded leather and furs stepped in confidently immediately making themselves vulnerable by unbuckling their weapons and taking seats at a table. They proceeded to order not just drinks but food as well, seemingly just as easily as they procured an open table.

The lamb turned mouth agape giving side eye to Syrota, a flabbergasted expression apparent on her face.

Everyone seemed to know one another. That was when the alien walked into the room and ordered food just as easily as the others. It accepted the slop with the same vigor as swine, though she closed her mouth at the litany of comments that flew through her brain that some part of her inner construct felt better to not vocalize. Which was honestly a rare occurrence, but sometimes it’s important to know your crowd and she didn’t.

And then there was Zook chatting with this strange crew and, without even responding to her thoughtful questions, the blond sprite hopped up into a child’s seat at this very grown-up table.

Accepting the rebuff with grace, Oodiliana’s furrowed brow shifted easily to a grin. The ovine looked to Syrota and asked, ”Are you ready?” with a wink. Waiting only a breath of a moment, the lamb sauntered over to the table and its precocious collection of conspicuous cohorts and climbed up onto a stool. ”Prod, Miguel, it really is wonderful to see you aga-a-ain.”A look of horror flashed briefly across her face. Closing her eyes a moment and striking a regal pose, the lamb turned to the forest gnome, which she was still convinced was a large sprite, and said, ”Zook. I knew you were brave. I could smell it when you walked into the room.” With a few sniffs of the air as Jon showed up she confirmed, ”Yu-u-up.” Then quietly licked the paladin's gleaming armor and swooned.

With more regal posturing, which seemed uniquely difficult for an ewe to pull off with such panache, the lamb bristled confidently with a blue nose in the air as she finally began to look down at the gathered group. ”I am so excited to see all of you here. And it sounds that there is need of those who would offer assistance? I find that particularly interesting as myself and my counterpart, Syrota,” she said, nodding over to the half-elf, ”have been looking for a table such as this with fellow heroic adventurers to sup with and speak eagerly about doing good.”

The lamb smiled and waited a moment to see Syrota move over to the table then added, ”My name is Oodiliana Xhaaa," the surname sounding like a throaty exhale. "I am courageous, kind, creative, and I am good at problem solving.” There were daffodils growing at the floor around her stool this time. ”I suppose you might consider me a mage, though my magic comes from the heart rather than a book. I spent a considerable time in the feywild looking for ways to fix the Weave. My experiences are precious though their memories are the only thing I really have to show for it, aside from Mystra’s curse, I suppose.” With a few blinks and a furtive glance the ewe let out a laugh. ”I’m not. I’m not a sheep. I’m not even sheepish. But I believe that if you look deep enough inside of anyone you’ll find the heart of a lion…”

Oodiliana turned to the half-elf, Syrota. ”This one here will get you through to the end.”

She smiled and added, ”So, aside from food and drink, what’s on the table?” Then the lamb whispered, ”Seriously though, how do I get some food and drink around here? Do I have to call Emily or does she come to take your order?” as she looked around the tavern for the waitress.

Oodiliana Xhaaa Sorceress lvl 1 Oodiliana Xhaaa

[Greyling]

The Door, a door with a stone frame standing off towards the side of the main room, slowly swings open. Emerging from the archway, a motley crew of seeming adventurers step through into the inn, some at a half jog as if fleeing something or someone. Following out behind them is a... floating backpack. A strange sight for most inns, though maybe not for this place.

Taking a moment to get his bearings, one of the group's demeanor shifts from a battle ready to relax as he realizes they're back in the On-Your-Shield. The hood of his dark blue cloak fallen back, his half-Elf heritage is clear. Dressed in worn leather armor with a shield and longbow slung across his back. When his cloak opens sporadically with his movement the observant can get a glimpse the pommel of a longsword at his hip. He standing 5ft 7in tall, with medium length brown and sky blue eyes. After taking his share of the gold from the disembodied backpack, the warrior claps the others' hands and/or pats on their shoulder as the begin to Atleast until their adventuring paths crossed againpart ways. Dusting dirty off his person, steps around the livestock to the bar, sits on a stool and orders a cider. Sparing a friendly smile and nod to any whom he happens to make eye contact.

 

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Declan male half-elf lev 1
HP 12/14 | AC 15 (or 15+2 shield) | PP 15 | Init +4
Worn = Leather armor
Wielding =
Carried equip. = longsword, handaxe, longbow, shield, backpack
Stats S 18, D 18, C 18, I 13, W 17, C 14
Saves Str +6 | Con +6
Skills athletics +6 | acrobatics +6 | nature +3 | perception +5 | stealth +5 | intimidation +4

Class features
Your unarmed strikes can deal bludgeoning damage equal to 1d6 + your Strength modifier on a hit. If you aren't wielding any weapons or a shield when you make the attack roll, the d6 becomes a d8.
At the start of each of your turns, you can deal 1d4 bludgeoning damage to one creature grappled by you.Fighting Style: Unarmed Fighting
You have a limited well of stamina that you can draw on to protect yourself from harm. On your turn, you can use a bonus action to regain hit points equal to 1d10 + your fighter level.
Once you use this feature, you must finish a short or long rest before you can use it again.Second Wind *Used*

Racial traits
Thanks to your elf blood, you have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.Darkvision
You have advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put you to sleep.Fey Ancestry

[Togot]

Derek Draven A young man in black robes entered the tavern with a raven perched on his shoulder. he had been here once before two months ago, looking for work. he had found more than he bargained for, but he had survived. he sits alone at a table and stares at his hands with a haunted look in his eyes. his first job had been far more difficult than he had imagined. he had survived and been paid, but it couldn't be called a victory. he had taken time to investigate matters, but found now answers. Now he needed work once again, and so here he returns, and listens.

OOC level 2 wizard application Rolls completed adventures: a trip to remember

[Mindsiege]

Noble Hubris Unnamed noblewoman That day was not unlike too many others in Westhaven, and the On Your Shield had once more gathered an eclectic crowd of patrons. They were adventurers, those who wished to hire them for odd jobs, or simply those who loved the adventuring tales and favored this highly prestigious inn as it drew a steady stream of colorful fortune seekers. Although the blackboard of quests had been slightly dried up for larger outings during the last few days, it only served to increase the number of the hopeful and eager. And although some of the inn's visitors only found their way into Lady Emily's establishment for the very first time on that very day, there was still an almost palpable air of anticipation for the next big thing ahead. There was a hearty atmosphere in the room with many loud voices, whispers of awe at the strangest customers, and not too few laughs were had as the common room was highly active and presented a great stage for all those who wished to establish themselves and earn themselves some renown within Westhaven's vast adventurer circles. An ever-flowing stream of fresh meat kept getting drawn into this rumored new haven on the westernmost continent, and life was good for adventures in Westhaven as they received special privileges, the great incentive of free board and lodging being one of the central pillars for Westhaven's adventurer welcoming culture. The West Marches as well were still a vast region with a lot of dangers that were the cause for plenty of remote corners which were as of yet unexplored and awaiting the luckiest of souls with great riches and unexpected treasures. During a peaceful day like this one, quite a few adventurers had already gathered in the On Your Shield, and even the proprietor Lady Emily Bartholomew was currently mingling within the common room, drawing a bit of attention as she personally served two favored acquaintances who presented themselves as familiar faces in the inn. Those who had listened in on their arrival had turned their heads as they had heard the two men speak plainly that they were planning to recruit adventurers after their meal. After the recent, albeit brief drought of new quests, there were many who picked up the scent of a possible opportunity. Large and looming in the middle of the common room, just when the new arrivals had started picking up interest similar to one of Lady Emily's performances in the evening, the forlorn doorway that seemed to serve little if any purpose suddenly flew open as another batch of possibly frantic adventurers spilled into the room and came to an abrupt halt. To those who had been looking out of the corner of their eye, these additional adventurers appeared to have materialized from thin air as there was only empty tavern room on the other side of this peculiar door, yet suddenly here they were. Those who were regulars of course knew about the magical properties of The Door, yet to those who were completely new it was quite the irregular arrival, particularly since a few of these adventurers were extra flashy. For example, an oddly armored fellow with a white mask and an unfathomable beauty by his side loudly congratulated everybody on their survival before he took his share of the loot and then excused himself and his beloved to go upstairs and tend to an arrow wound which he must have received in whatever wondrous realm rested behind this door. The On Your Shield was abuzz with activity in the wake of those who had just arrived from being as close to dying during an adventure as one could get without crossing that last and final frontier conclusively. In such a mood, it would have been easy to be distracted as the door into Westhaven's streets opened once again and without any fanfare, another curious individual entered the tavern room. Those who looked would immediately take note that the woman who calmly stepped into the room was truly another unexpected sight, yet entirely different from those unusual sights that were actually common in this particular inn. Rich, colorful silks and a perfect poise immediately placed the petite and fair woman to be of noble birth, and her gait as well as her demure gaze coursing across the scenery was evidence for how out of place she was in this tavern. There were no few among the tavern room who wondered as the door closed behind her and such a refined lady appeared to have arrived entirely by herself, without any servants or guards in tow. Even Lady Emily seemed to halt for a moment as she noticed the noblewoman, yet if the bardic owner of the inn recognized the other lady then she hid it well behind a neutral expression. Excusing herself after having dropped off the servings of food which had been prepared for her other patrons, Lady Emily fluently crossed through her common room and greeted the noble's arrival. "Welcome to the Inn On Your Shield, m'lady. I assume you are here on business? I am the owner, Lady Emily, I am sure you have heard of me before." The retired adventurer gave the refined noble-born a daring smile, which the smaller of the two human women politely returned with a petite nod. "May I just have a table, please?" The noblewoman spoke quietly and for most patrons it was quite difficult to hear her across the common room, most of it lost under the noise of conversation. While this new arrival was certainly on the peculiar side, there were plenty of adventurers who didn't worry too much about social standings and in the end this was the On Your Shield, not some kind of noble manor. Exchanging a few more polite phrases, Lady Emily escorted the noblewoman to an empty table that was as far away as possible from the sheep that was currently regally posturing on its stool.

GM instructions Welcome to my newest quest hook, stemming fresh from my idea halls for my upcoming adventure: Noble Hubris While the adventure makes for the second episode to an overarching storyline, it's admittedly a plot with a pretty slow burn, so nobody will have to worry about missing the contents from the episode before. While I'm planning to take on the players that already played the first episode, there will be a couple more player slots available and the level range for this adventure will be in the near vicinity of 2nd level. There will be a slight focus on social encounters in this adventure, however both combat and exploration will be required as well. Fair warning, I will be going at a relatively cozy post-rate of just slightly more frequent than once per week, but you can expect me to progress with you through the story thoroughly and consistently. All of that combined means that by taking on this adventure you can expect at least a year of real-time for its duration, more realistically a bit longer. Please consider this for the party planning. On paper there's currently a pretty large player pool and because we are launching three new adventures at the same time, things could get a little chaotic without a bit of order to it and only relying on the typical party planning thread. That said, I'm pretty sure that everybody will find a home and as such I will be taking the lead in consolidating player interest in the OOC of my posts throughout our party planning within this inn thread. Still, this is not an OOC thread, so if you have questions or comments that are purely OOC, please use the General Populace or the Ask a DM threads for those. Moving forward, for the sake of enabling the three GMs who will be launching the new adventures to shuffle everything out in the end, please add a brief OOC section to your next IC post and declare your character's interest in the three new adventures in order of priority. The options remain Forests of Fear, The Door, and my own Noble Hubris. I'll take care of parsing your interest into my tables below and in the end, us GMs will figure out how to move ahead with filling the adventures.   Party Planning Forests of Fear Interested Player Character Level Priority         The Door Interested Player Character Level Priority         Noble Hubris Interested Player Character Level Priority

[Togot]

Derek Draven Derek stares at the woman who just entered the tavern with a look of confusion and trepidation. his mind floods with questions. how is she here? why is she here? was she here for him? was this revenge for injuring her? she didn't seem to pay him any mind as she went to her table. then another possibility occurs to him. perhaps this wasn't the dream demon, but the real woman. there was only one way to find out. Derek takes a deep breath to bolster his courage before getting up and walking over to the woman. "Mayuri, i presume?".

OOC level 2 wizard application completed adventures: a trip to remember interested in joining noble hubris

[BarrowB]

Aurora the Cursed Bride A chestnut-haired woman with a slightly greenish skin and a tiara made of thorns was sitting by herself, observing the crowd. Her body was covered with a fancy bridal dress... but the two sabres by her sides clearly indicated that she wasn't waiting for a wedding. She appeared to be quietly talking with someone next to her, yet... the other seat was empty. When the noblewoman entered, she immediately grabbed the bride's attention. She stood up, gently rested her hands on the hilts of her weapons and rolled her shoulders back and down, to add a bit of elegance and a hint of intimidation. The bride slowly made her way to the table but another acquaintance, Derek, already appeared by her. "Mayuri... or some fiend pretending to be her." She reminded, not minding that the person in question could hear. "A person of your status appearing here... I assume that you are looking for some muscle to hire? Was Alma too busy to come?"

OOC Level 2 Hexblood Spore Druid Character sheet Applying for Noble Hubris

[Greyling]

IC Enjoying his drink, Declan's gaze periodically swept the room. An old habit from his training as a city watch. He had left the watch, but kept the training. It had proven to be continually useful in the adventurer lifestyle too. His curiosity was peeked when he spotted the two men, a Human and a half-Orc, their swords removed. Their worn sheathes suggested they were experienced. Either, confident in the skill.. or the safety of the Inn.. or both. He picks up his drink, now half empty, walking over to stand beside the table. "G' day, I hope I'm not interrupting," offering a smile to each person or Be they Human, Orc, Gnome, Half-Elf, or sheepindividual at the table. "Mind if I ask, have any of you tried that before?" The half-Elf motions to The Door. "I just tried it while I wait for work, and was wondering where it might send me next if I tried again."

OOC Level 1 Half-Elf Fighter Character sheet: Declan Edit: First choice Forest of Fear Second choice the Door Third chice Noble Hubris

 

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Declan male half-elf fighter lev 1
HP 14/14 | AC 15 (or 15+2 shield) | PP 15 | Init +4
Worn = Leather armor
Wielding =
Carried equip. = longsword, handaxe, longbow, shield, backpack
Stats S 18, D 18, C 18, I 13, W 17, C 14
Saves Str +6 | Con +6
Skills athletics +6 | acrobatics +6 | nature +3 | perception +5 | stealth +5 | intimidation +4

Class features
Your unarmed strikes can deal bludgeoning damage equal to 1d6 + your Strength modifier on a hit. If you aren't wielding any weapons or a shield when you make the attack roll, the d6 becomes a d8.
At the start of each of your turns, you can deal 1d4 bludgeoning damage to one creature grappled by you.Fighting Style: Unarmed Fighting
You have a limited well of stamina that you can draw on to protect yourself from harm. On your turn, you can use a bonus action to regain hit points equal to 1d10 + your fighter level.
Once you use this feature, you must finish a short or long rest before you can use it again.Second Wind

Racial traits
Thanks to your elf blood, you have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.Darkvision
You have advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put you to sleep.Fey Ancestry

[LeDragon]

Namfoodle Glitterstone "Oh, look at her" Namfoodle's jaw dropped a second time in amazement when the beautiful woman called Mayuri entered. "Is she a goddess?" He watches the lamb approaching the two merchants, but he is not interested in them any more. "Must talk to her." he adds dumbly and leaves Syrota right where she is. Taking Peter on his arm, he walks to Mayuri and clears his throat, waiting politely until he has her attention. "My name is Namfoodle Glitterstone! Experienced wizard, headhunter and adventurer." He bows slightly, but from above it's looks far deeper. "I want to help you in whatever is your mission." The little badger bleeps. "I mean, we. Peter and me. We want to help you in whatever is your mission." he raises his pet. "We're both combat-test in several battles with goblins, worgs and other kind of bandits and do fear nothing." His voice is confident, maybe overconfident for someone after just one adventurer. Peter just looks heartrendingly at Mayuri and bleeps again while glancing at an unattended plate with food at the next table.

Namfoodle Glitterstone wizard level 2 Interested in joining Noble Hubris Link to the character sheet.

[LeDragon]

Bronam Bloodshield Bronam watches the newcomers and also the beautiful, noble lady. However, he came from a rough and cold island with simple homes and simple people. Nobles and luxury has always been disconcerting for him. All these unnecessary, but very important things - mostly glitter, gold and stuffed silk pants - and the outlandish behavior about fake politeness and strange Dos and Don'ts. The firbolg shakes his head slightly - more to himself than to anyone else - and is about to take a large sip from the - for him very small - tankard that the innkeeper has just set out for him, when another, quite inconspicuous door on the wall opens and several adventurers come out. Or opened the door just midair? Astonished, he puts the tankard back on the table and walks over to the door. "Interesting, interesting. I wonder what's behind it?" he mutters as he recognizes its magical nature. "It would be exciting to find out what's behind it? I wonder what happens when I step through there?"

Bronam Bloodshield Firbolg Twilight Cleric Level 1 (Link to character sheet) Interesting in joining The Door

[LeDragon]

Forests of Fear Zook takes a place next to the both merchants when Jon approaches, too. The man called Prod turns to the fighter. "Greetings adventurer! May all the good gods with you!" the he starts their introduction. "My name is Prod Jubnuk and this is my friend and partner, Miguel Reddoom" The half-orc nods and mumble something unintelligible in his deep voice that might be either an orcish greeting or a friendly death threat - or both. Then he smiles, showing an impressive set of pointy tusks that would a mature boar go green with envy. "We're lo'king for som' to'gh guys and girls to com' to Coldwater, you knoa, in da Icy Hills." the half-orc growls. "The vill'ge has a probl'm with an owlbe'r, stupid be'st!" he adds. "It's e'ting both sheep and sheph'rds and the vill'age's new pri'st sends us to hir' som' hunt'rs to hunt it down." The two merchants hesitate and look by Jon to the little lamb next to him which immediately starts to talk while daffodils are growing on the floor all around it. There eyes open wide in surprise. "Eh..." Prod looks confused before he continues. "Just a few months ago, we had some demons there, but thanks to some of you guys, like Zook and this horseman paladin..." He pauses a moment then adds quickly. "Jaeger, yeah, Jaeger, they solved that problem once and for all." He wants to continue but is interrupted by Declan who wants to share his experiences with The Door. The half-orc shakes his head. "Sorry pal, we hav' som' oth'r bus'ness to de'l with, yo' know what I me'n?" "Well, where did I stop?" Prod continues. "Yeah, I mean you did a good job the last time and we wondered if some of you will help us to get rid of this strange aberration of owl and bear, too?" Miguel takes a deep gulp of his beer, burps and bows down to the sheep. "You know, little lamb, that's quite dangerous. Six brave warriors joined us last time, but only two returned..." he nods to Zook. "Ask him, little lamb. Better go back to your mother, don't you?"

Forests of Fear Once again Cold Valley is haunted by nightly horrors. People are disappearing from their homes and cabins at night, and shepherds and hikers are not returning home. Will enough brave adventurers be found to set out to put an end to the horror? Flavor: exploring dark secrets, some combat, social interactions 6 characters of level 2 +/-1 Time: we play about 6 months (real time) Light source: necessary for character's w/out darkvision Helpful skills: Investigation, Perception, Stealth and Survival and Fighting. Interested Player Character Name Race/Classes/Level Priority Greyling Declan Half-elven Fighter 1 1 Dyerdon Jon Human Fighter 3 1 purplerook Zook Rock Gnome Artificer 1/Wizard 1 1 Gath Oodiliana Xhaaa Sheep Sorceress 1 1

[Mindsiege]

Noble Hubris Just as soon as Mayuri had taken a seat in one of the open booths at the edge of the room and Lady Emily had departed to fetch her some tea, the first adventurers already approached the noblewoman's table and they acted quite familiar with her. The ever-observant Derek Draven and anybody else who had paid attention to the noblewoman had noticed the small leather satchel which she had brought with her and that was now sitting next to her on the booth's only bench. Yet Mayuri didn't pay the container much heed when in quick succession three adventurers assembled on the opposite side of the table and addressed her in turn. Derek cautiously greeted her, while the eternal bride openly questioned the intentions behind her visit to the inn. Finally a bedazzled Namfoodle energetically introduced himself as a headhunter, combat-ready and eager for him and his adorable badger to help on whatever mission she had yet to mention. There was not a single smile on the noble's face in response to anything that had been said. As the three adventurers studied Mayuri's demeanor in reaction to their combined welcome, her incredible poise paired with her perfectly ambivalent expression wrapped her in an aura of serenity. Without even raising a single objection and before she ever gave any reply, the refined lady exerted a palpable, silent pressure that was quite noticeable for anyone who had never dealt with one of Mayuri's standing before, though her actual pedigree was as of yet unclear. For Derek and Aurora in particular it might have been shocking how different this woman was compared to what they remembered of her. If there was recognition in Mayuri's eyes when she looked back at them, then she was able to hide it well behind her perfectly crafted facade. It was even difficult to guess Mayuri's age since even though there wasn't a single crease or wrinkle on her face, she carried a certain air of maturity that surrounded her and added to her aura. When she finally responded to the first two adventurers and before Namfoodle had introduced himself, her voice was calm and placid, and only those in the vicinity of her table had a chance to hear. "If you wish not to presume, then you will want to call me Lady Avalladasz." It was difficult to discern if this had been a rebuke, because Mayuri had said it as mildly as if she had made a mere observation. She certainly never reacted to Aurora's odd comment about some fiend impersonating her. "But indeed. You must have had dealings with my husband before, Almavalesh." Even though her tone hadn't changed, her manner of speech made clear that using her husband's pet name in front of the noblewoman would be considered presumptuous. For the moment Aurora's question about hiring muscle went unanswered as Mayuri gave Namfoodle her utmost attention, but even with the gnomish wizard her expression remained immaculately the same. "Those are fine accolades, Namfoodle Glitterstone." The human woman looked at Peter for a few seconds, until she blinked and then finally returned her calm gaze to the eternal bride. "You are not mistaken. I am looking to hire. Men and women, all manners of adventurers should suit my task quite well." Her gaze wandered over to the small satchel to her left, but it wasn't a random gesture and appeared quite deliberate coming from her. Then she looked back at the adventurers, her facial expression unaltered. "Please. Take a seat and introduce yourselves as well. I mean to hire a party of adventurers for my quest." Somehow it was clear that Mayuri wasn't offering a seat in her booth but rather for the adventurers to sit on one of the chairs at her table which stood with their back to the common room.

GM instructions I know that nobody is hoping for second choices, but just in case it comes to that it would help greatly if those were mentioned too. If the interest doesn't spread equally across all three adventures then we may need to do some shuffling, and if so then we'll be looking at party compositions rather than first come first served. For now I've updated the tables below. I marked some of them with priority (?), that's because those were brought up before all the hooks had been introduced.   Party Planning Forests of Fear Interested Player Character Level Priority purplerook Zook 2 1st Dyerdon Jonathan de Antheros 3 ? Gath Oodiliana Xhaaa 1 ? Greyling Declan Varis 1 1st The Door Interested Player Character Level Priority LeDragon Bronam Bloodshield 1 1st Greyling Declan Varis 1 2nd Noble Hubris Interested Player Character Level Priority Togot Derek Draven 2 1st BarrowB Aurora 2 1st LeDragon Namfoodle Glitterstone 2 1st Greyling Declan Varis 1 3rd

[Loun]

A Moment of Respite Makktar escaped through the door back into the common room of On-Your-Shield. Despite that he still felt the stab of his recent wound, he took time to acknowledge his compatriots. Thank you for your help. he said to Declan before he found a booth to sit and collect himself. Makktar pulled out a piece of parchment and drew a door on its center. Next, he drew an arrow pointing to a small crypt surrounded by tombstones. Makktar was a cartographer. He may have been ignorant of the Door's true workings because he intended to discover and record the geography of whatever existed on the other side. When finished, Makktar leaned back and ordered a drink. He kept his eyes on the Door, waiting for it to open again.

Makktar Ambertusk
Guild Artisan: Cartographer			Wild MagicSorcerer 1
Attribute Mod Str 1 Int 3 Dex 0 Wis 0 Con 0 Cha 2 Sheet	Defenses HP 6/6 Temp 0/0 AC 10 Saves Con&Cha	Awareness Percep +0 Init +0 Darkvision 60ft Pas.Per 10 Pas.Inv 13	Casting Spell Attack +4 Save DC 12 Slot Lvl 1 Slots 2/2	Languages Common Orc Goblin -
Skill Mod Acrobatics 0 Animal Hand. 0 Arcana 5 Athletics 1 Deception 2 History 3 Insight 2 Intimidation 4 Investigation 3 Medicine 0 Nature 3 Perception 0 Performance 2 Persuasion 4 Religion 5 Sl.of Hand 0 Stealth 0 Survival 0 Cartographer’s Tools Skills		Spells Known Fire bolt 0 Light 0 Mold Earth 0 Mage Hand 0 Shield 1 Witch Bolt 1 Spells Known	-Notes

[Dyerdon]

Jon "An owlbear, you say? Well then, my shield would prove mighty useful... none has made it past me yet," he said simply. He wasn't one to brag of his deeds, but two successful missions later and that statement held true. It was a shame Flowerdew and Boltzmann couldn't make it. "I would happily sign up to assist in stopping such a threat... The accursed creations of mad wizards... I'd look forward to match steel with beak and claw-" and there was the sheep. He stared at it for a moment... could it be possible that it was going to? He was so not a fan of magic... yet he'd been protecting magic users, and Namfoodle had proved very useful-- though he seemed to be ready to join another group... aw well, he had accepted, he couldn't back down now.

 

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Character Information Name: Jonathan de Antheros Race: Human (Variant) Class: Fighter (Champion) Level: 3 HP: 29/29 | AC: 19 | Speed: 30 | Initiative: +3 Saving Throws Strength: +5 | Dexterity: +3 | Constitution: +3 | Intelligence: +0 | Wisdom: +0 | Charisma: -1 Skills Acrobatics: +3 | Animal Handling (Prof): +2 | Arcana: +3 | Athletics (Prof): +5 | Deception: -1 | History (Prof): +5 | Insight: +0 | Intimidation (Prof): +1 | Medicine: +0 | Nature: +3 | Perception: +0 | Performance: -1 | Persuasion (Prof): +1 | Religion: +3 | Stealth (Disadvantage due to Armor): +3 | Survival: +0 Passive Perception: 10 Languages: Common, Elven, Dwarven Weapons Versatile, Slashing, +5 to attack, 1d8+3 damage, single handed/ 1d10+3 damage two handed (Cannot use shield, AC 17 in that moment)Silver Longsword Thrown, Slashing, +5 to attack, 1d6+3 damage, Range 20/60Handaxe | Versatile, Thrown, Piercing, +5 to attack, 1d6+3 damage, single handed/1d8+3 damage, two handed (cannot use shield, AC 17 in that moment)Spear Armor 17 AC, heavy armorScale Mail +2 ACShield Abilities You have mastered techniques to take advantage of every drop in any enemy's guard, gaining the following benefits. When you hit a creature with an opportunity attack, the creature's speed becomes 0 for the rest of the turn. Creatures provoke opportunity attacks from you even if they take the Disengage action before leaving your reach. When a creature within 5 feet of you makes an attack against a target other than you (and that target doesn't have this feat), you can use your reaction to make a melee weapon attack against the attacking creature.Sentinel When a creature you can see hits a target, other than you, within 5 feet of you with an attack, you can use your reaction to reduce the damage the target takes by 1d10 + your proficiency bonus (to a minimum of 0 damage). You must be wielding a shield or a simple or martial weapon to use this reaction.Fighting Style: Interception You have a limited well of stamina that you can draw on to protect yourself from harm. On your turn, you can use a bonus action to regain hit points equal to 1d10 + your fighter level. Once you use this feature, you must finish a short or long rest before you can use it again.Second Wind Starting at 2nd level, you can push yourself beyond your normal limits for a moment. On your turn, you can take one additional action. Once you use this feature, you must finish a short or long rest before you can use it again. Starting at 17th level, you can use it twice before a rest, but only once on the same turn.Action Surge | A Natural 19-20 is a critical hitImproved Critical

[Togot]

Derek Draven Derek had mixed feelings seeing Aura join him speaking with Mayuri. On the one hand, it was comforting to have someone who knew what he did confronting the woman. On the other, Aura was dangerous and might get him killed. He quickly looked around for any other familiar faces but failed to find them. Then someone Derek did not know joined them, a male gnome who identified himself as a wizard. Derek was tempted to discourage the man from getting involved with Mayuri but decided against it. Whatever he himself was getting into, he’d need all the help he could get. Mayuri responded to them tactfully yet decisively. She was a far cry from the demon impersonating her he had fought. Derek wondered if she was here regarding her husband’s ailment. It would strain credulity for her to be here for an unrelated matter, but it wasn’t impossible. Derek felt conflicted about getting involved with her. The job he had taken from her husband had nearly ended in disaster, but he wanted to help her husband, and this might be the best way. “Apologies, I was never taught proper etiquette,” he says as he takes a seat. “My name is Derek Draven. I'm also a wizard, and yes, Aura and I worked for your husband two months ago. Is this regarding him?” .

OOC level 2 wizard application completed adventures: a trip to remember interested in joining noble hubris1 Forests of Fear 2 The Door 3

[BarrowB]

Aurora the Cursed Bride Aurora was... concerned about how Mayuri acted. She herself was of a noble upbringing... but it was still bothersome, when people did all they could to hide their emotions... or share their emotions in ways that only some could catch. The bride ignored the offer to sit down, as she sat for way too long already. However, an introduction would be appropriate, as she didn't seem to be the same being that she encountered before. She sighed and took a deep breath. "I am Lady Aurora Turpis but I have nothing noteworthy to my name at the moment, so 'Aurora' is fine. If you want to know my skillset... well... I know how to keep people alive... but I specialise in making them dead. Also, while my attire and looks may seem a bit cumbersome and eye-catching, I am quite light on my feet and able to quickly change my appearance if needed."

OOC Level 2 Hexblood Spore Druid Close range damage dealer/ unconventional approach to problems. Character sheet Applying for Noble Hubris but I am happy to take part in the Forests of Fear instead, if there is a need to balance the parties.