[Game Thread] Deep Thoughts: Getting There Is Half the Fun

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Storm didn't seem to find Morgan's speech inspiring. It wasn't really Gil's problem, but it was maybe just a little embarrassing in front of the crew and all. Not to mention that a suit of armor that Gil well and fully intended to stand behind on the off-chance anything went wrong was on its way off of the Journey. That was something to take into consideration too. "'Scuse me, Morgan." Gil took off after Storm and Tolan at a nonchalant sprint. He'd spent a lot of his life being yelled at, back home, keeping bar, working caravans. His brief stint in the city guard had involved a lot of being shouting at. It had never really made an impression on Gil, but he knew how it was done. He caught up, wrapped an arm around Storm's shoulders, and drew on whatever it was he touched when he reached for fire. The faint pattern of scales took on a shine as he leaned close to the dragonborn's ear and hissed "{Draconic} Bronze dragon, where is your pride? Did not the lady just swear to lay down her life in your defense, do you repay her bravery by running? How will you stand before your god, how will you justify your acts? Will you bring shame on your house and your ancestors?Ssssthra kaALL'liSHEknaristhalli, ennraTAKassshar? Thrressgrak'kettESSSti na'theel ta ssael tavvren? Un'trazkallESSth ek na'traelsseth, ta'THennesh? Grat'theKNARressentallesssi?" Gil leaned a little closer and whispered. "I mean, it ain't my business, but fer serious, guy? That's messed up."

 

Actions none Action Summary Bonus Action: Move: Action: working that brass draconic ancestry Reaction: Object Interaction:

 

Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 31/31 | HD: 3/3 d6 | Armor Class: 14 | Saves: Str +1; Dex +1; Con +6; Int +1; Wis +0; Cha +6 Senses: Passive Perception 10, Passive Investigation 11 Move: 30' | Conditions: none Languages: Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elvish, Orc Tool Proficiencies: viol Attack Bonuses: Melee +3 | Ranged +3 | Magic +6 Spell Save DC: 14 Ranged weapon: light crossbow - +3 to hit, 1d8+1 piercing, range 80/320 Melee: staff (quarterstaff/arcane focus) - +3 to hit, 1d6+1 bludgeoning, range 5 - versatile, 1d8+1 bludgeoning used two-handed Alternate melee: dagger - +3 to hit, 1d4+1 piercing, range 5 (thrown 20/60) Spells: Cantrips: 4 - Chill Touch, Fire Bolt, Mold Earth, Shocking Grasp Known Spells: 4 - Burning Hands (1), Shield (1), Sleep (1), Scorching Ray (2) Spell Slots: level - remaining/slots lv 1 - 4/4 slots lv 2 - 2/2 slots Sorcery Points: 3/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 6

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm's mind repeated the one line over in his head ( the Waves want to take us). The woman. had said. "She said the Waves will take us! We must escape. " . screamed Storm who was slowing down hearing Draconian...Then he tripped and fell. His mind only thinking of drowning at sea...

 

Stat Block Storm | CLASS=Cleric | Level 2 HP: 18/18| AC: 16 | Speed: 30ft Stats: Str (20), Dex (8), Con (15), Int (12), Wis (14), Cha (12) Passive Perseption: 12 Languages: Common, Draconic, orcish, elvish Currently wielding: Weapons: Great Sword.

 

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[Mindsiege]

Morgan Morgan regarded Gil Tavener with her typically still expression as he mentioned Rillifane Rallathil and Silvanus in passing. And while the former was entirely unknown to her, the latter was someone that had grown dear to her, much more than one of her position was meant to propagate. At least that's how it had made sense when she had lived under the sea. "The Oak Father... I've been worshipping his greatness and the wonders he protects since I've learned of him on land..." This came with a bit of a sentimental notion to the primordial woman since it had been Silvanus and his influence who had shaped her in a way that would eventually make her leave the sea. Yet with just her voice and expression, she wasn't able to express more than a deep reverence. Silvanus was one of the few gods Morgan knew could stand above Umberlee. But despite this, and possibly because the Queen of the Sea was a resident in the Treefather's Deep Wilds, there was nary a contest between the two, and opposed to when it concerned other deities, Morgan's thoughts on Silvanus weren't ones that the Wavemother regarded with jealousy. The theological niche that a young and faithful Morgan had been able to wander into had only been possible because of the Oak Father's unique greatness. And the contact with his faith had also been what had eventually allowed the cleric to follow her utmost desire to heal, when Umberlee rarely cared for anyone's benefit besides her own. Even with Morgan's deep reverence of the Wavemother it had required much inner strength to request the Queen's gifts to nurture life, and that Morgan had dared to do so and had become able to use her divine connection as such, had only been possible because Silvanus had shown her that other ways than just one existed. And while the primordial cleric felt deeply thankful about that, she didn't quite have words to explain herself to Gil. That she had set herself apart from the previous speakers, that she walked earth and sea as a life cleric in the Dread Umberlee's name was a source of great pride for the primordial woman and quite an important part of her identity. The faithful healer would have liked to express to Gil how she believed that this particular part of hers was entirely owed to Silvanus, yet she refrained from breaching the topic because she thought it too complicated to express. But even if she refrained from saying all that she wanted about Silvanus, the next thing that Gil said made Morgan just as emotional, and this time it was a feeling she couldn't contain. Her webbed hand shot forward to enclose the sorcerer's hand in her own before she had even realized her own intent. "Yes!" The primordial waif spoke firmly, yet it wasn't enough to be considered a shout. "Gil... We adventurers are pack!" Morgan professed her heartfelt hope deeply after a day of unexpected rejection and although her weak need for companionship shamed her slightly, with deep-green eyes she gazed into the half-elf's surprised one's to convey her thankfulness for his feelings. He had spoken so very casually, but to Morgan who had felt misunderstood all her life, it meant so much. Just that with her blank expression she was not sure if her feelings were properly coming across. Maybe I should compose a musical... It might help him understand... But just as quickly as she had grasped the man's strangely warm hand, she already let go of him and returned to answer him earnestly as if nothing more had been. "Thank you... But I can easily carry my belongings..." And indeed when Morgan had taken Gil's hand, her grip had been less than weak, if maybe a bit uncomfortable. "And about Istishia, he is the King of Water, and also the reason that an undine as I and even my whole tribe did exist. My brethren and I, we always remembered to give him worship, yet it is not he who rules the sea." A nostalgic feeling spread through the water genasi's chest. How many weeks had she not spoken of her tribe? She had yet to lay the groundwork for her epos and it was due time that more people learned of her origins. But despite knowing that, Morgan had not quite found the heart to bring it up a lot. The pain was still heavy. He is kind to take an interest... After her day so far and after presenting the other adventurers with her gifted berries, Morgan took notice that she was more welcomed in this new pack than she had dared to expect. During her conflict with Schon there had been a few moments when she had almost been certain that she would be forced to abandon her desire to aid this voyage and to protect this crew. But considering the friendly words of these other adventurers, the primordial cleric was able to win a little heart. After considering it a bit more positively, Morgan was able to realize how even with Schon's imposed law against worshipping Umberlee, she saw many ways how she would be able to care for this new pack. Umberlee's gifts are not all I can offer... I still have the strength of my will and the strength of my body... Morgan regarded her pack with feelings of dutiful affection, and it bolstered her courage to have made the decision to stay on this ship with its hostile captain. But even as she meant to regard her new pack with care, to her own fault the primordial woman had been captivated by her own emotions as she had talked to this group, and she had never noticed the effect which her earlier words had taken. In her time after coming to the West Marches, Morgan had learned that the large, bronze-scaled being was called a dragonborn, and she had come to understand them as strong and fearless. Maybe it was for that reason how she had missed all the obvious signs of his swelling panic, so when the dragonborn eventually cried out and stormed off with the kind halfling grabbing his tail, Morgan only stared after them in awe as she couldn't even comprehend what had happened with the other cleric. Waves...? Wait... Did I cause this...? The little halfling was dragged away so mercilessly as he called for her aid, but in her moment of shock, Morgan lacked any certainty on what she was supposed to do. When Gil responded much faster than the awe-struck genasi and ran after the dragonborn, while Morgan still stood rooted in place the half-elf managed to complete his chase as he went to trip the hulking cleric up. Even as Morgan wasn't able to hear what Gil seemed to hiss into the panicked creature's earhole after the other had fallen, it was quite impossible to miss the sorcerer's words had lacked their effect when the pitiful wretch kept crying out that he desperately needed to escape the waves. Hearing this, the empathetic healer was already walking before she had thought to do so. And although it didn't show on her face as she approached, she felt miserable that this misunderstanding had upset the dragonborn so. The hulking figure never got up before the primordial cleric reached him as Gil had before her, and when the water genasi went on her knee next to the mass of scales and armor, her clear voice was just soft enough to be taken as soothing, even as she felt it her duty to convey to him that he couldn't let himself go like this. She felt pity for this yet unnamed companion, but as the speaker which she had been for her tribe for so long, the words she uttered rung out firmly. "Warrior, listen to my voice. This weakness does not befit you. Have you not heard me right? With me on this ship, I shall never let the waves take you freely. The sea shall not take you in its clutches on this voyage, and even if it were to try, I am here to convince it otherwise." And seeing the deep, panicked nature of the dragonborn's fear, Morgan then relented slightly softer. "The waves will not take you... As long as you stand by me, I shall be enough to ward you from the might of the ocean. Because that is my strength." And although Morgan obviously knew that she didn't have certainty to uphold such a promise, it was still a promise that she felt was right to give. To fill him with the voice that will allow him to stand on his own... For that sake I was the speaker, for this I stand unbowed to carry my duty...

 

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Stat Block Morgan | Ranger / Cleric (Life Domain) | Level 3 HP: 30/30| HD: 2/2d10 1/1d8 | AC: 18/16 | Prof Bonus: +2 | PP: 15 | INI: +2 | Speed: 30 ft Attributes & Saves: Str 14 (+2), Dex 14 (+2), Con 17 (+3), Int 10 (+0), Wis 16 (+3), Cha 7 (-2) Skill proficiencies: Athletics (+4), Insight (+5), Medicine (+5), Perception (+5), Survival (+5) Other proficiencies: Common, Primordial, SylvanLanguages | All armor, shieldsArmor Proficiencies | Simple weapons, martial weaponsWeapon Proficiencies | Chimes (instrument)Tool Proficiencies Racial abilities: Acid Resistance | Swim speed: 30 ft | You can breathe air and waterAmphibious | You know the Shape Water cantrip. When you reach 3rd level, you can cast the Create or Destroy Water spell as a 2nd-level spell once with this trait, and you regain the ability to cast it this way when you finish a long rest. Constitution is your spellcasting ability for these spells.Call to the Wave 1/1 Class abilities: Whenever you use a spell of 1st level or higher to restore hit points to a creature, the creature regains additional hit points equal to 2 + the spell's level.Disciple of Life | This 1st-level feature replaces the Favored Enemy feature and works with the Foe Slayer feature. You gain no benefit from the replaced feature and don't qualify for anything in the game that requires it. When you hit a creature with an attack roll, you can call on your mystical bond with nature to mark the target as your favored enemy for 1 minute or until you lose your concentration (as if you were concentrating on a spell). The first time on each of your turns that you hit the favored enemy and deal damage to it, including when you mark it, you increase that damage by 1d4. You can use this feature to mark a favored enemy a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus, and you regain all expended uses when you finish a long rest. This feature's extra damage increases when you reach certain levels in this class: to 1d6 at 6th level and to 1d8 at 14th level.Favored Foe 2/2 | You are a master of navigating the natural world, and you react with swift and decisive action when attacked. This grants you the following benefits: 1. You ignore difficult terrain. 2. You have advantage on initiative rolls. 3, On your first turn during combat, you have advantage on attackrolls against creatures that have not yet acted. In addition, you are skilled at navigating the wilderness. You gain the following benefits when traveling for an hour or more: 1. Difficult terrain doesn't slow your group's travel. 2. Your group can't become lost except by magical means. 3. Even when you are engaged in another activity while traveling(such as foraging, navigating, or tracking), you remain alert to danger. 4. If you are traveling alone, you can move stealthily at a normal pace. 5. When you forage, you find twice as much food as you normally would. 6. While tracking other creatures, you also learn their exact number, their sizes, and how long ago they passed through the area.Natural Explorer | You learn two cantrips of your choice from the Druid spell list. They count as ranger spells for you, and Wisdom is your spellcasting ability for them. Whenever you gain a level in this class, you can replace one of these cantrips with another cantrip from the Druid spell list.Fighting Style (Druidic Warrior) Feats & Background: Recall all maps and geography, find fresh water and food for 5 other people per dayOutlander Equipment: Coral amulet (holy symbol) | Shillelagh: Attack bonus (+5), magical bludgeoning damage (1d8+3)Seashell staff (druidic focus) | Javelin: Attack bonus (+4), piercing damage (1d6+2), Thrown (30/120)Harpoon | Nacre shield | Instrument of Illusions: While you are playing this musical instrument, you can create harmless, illusory visual effects within a 5-foot-radius sphere centered on the instrument. If you are a bard, the radius increases to 15 feet. Sample visual effects include luminous musical notes, a spectral dancer, butterflies, and gently falling snow. The magical effects have neither substance nor sound, and they are obviously illusory. The effects end when you stop playing.Holographic chime | Healing kit (10/10) | Goodberry (12/12) Spell stats: Spell DC (13) | Spell Attackbonus (+5) Spell slots: Level 1: 3/3 Spells: Guidance Light Sacred Flame Shape Water Shillelagh Thorn Whip Cantrips | Absorb Elements Bless Cure Wounds Create or Destroy Water Detect Magic Goodberry Healing Word Purify Food and Drink Sanctuary Level 1

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm's mind repeated the one line over in his head ( the Waves want to take us). The woman. had said. "No waves? You can make the waves stay away? No sink ship and drown?!!" . asked Storm. Who with or without armor could not swim. His fear so great he never learned how. Funny how a cleric of Zeus God of storms and sea. Had never been to sea, learned to swim and was as strong as a giant feared nothing else. But was. Born with this uncontrollable fear. He said, " By Zeus do not let the sea take me! " He lay there scared but calming. Of course his fear could take him again. But for now he was calming.( yes it would have been better if he had been below deck as being on deck only kept what he did fear literally in his eyes...)

ooc 2nd lv. tempest cleric. Dragonborn.(bronze)

 

St: 20. (+5) .............Ac: 16/18{with shield}
Dex: 8. (-1) ...............Hp: 18
Con: 14. (+2) ............M: 30ft.
Int: 12. (+1) ..............PP: 12.
Wis: 15. (+2) ............ST: wis+2, char+1
Char: 12. (+1) ..........SS: 12

weapons: Great Sword. att+7 damage: 2d6+5. Slashing.( Which looks small, like a longsword or shortsword in his hands)
dagger. m:att7, r:att +1. damage 1d4 + (5m/1r) thrown piercing range. 20/60
Breath Weapon: lightening

Languages: Draconian, common, elvish,orcish.


Spells: wis. (+4) slots 0/3. 1/3
cantrips... sacred flame, spare the dying, light.
known... cure wounds, detect magic.
Domain... Cloud fog, thunder wave
Divine...turn undead, Destructive wrath.

 

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[Cheshire]

Tolan while being dragged across the deck by Storm had his eyes closed tightly expecting to be pulled over broad. When the others came to try to calm the dragonborn down, the halfling was still pulling on his tail. So when he opened his eyes he had thought that he was the one to stop him. Puffing out his chest he was waiting for the awe and congratulations from the other party members, but they did not come.

Originally Posted by BlackDragon0

Born with this uncontrollable fear. He said, " By Zeus do not let the sea take me! " He lay there scared but calming. Of course his fear could take him again. But for now he was calming.

Seeing Storm laying down in fear the halfling had an idea pop into his head. Reaching in a small secret pocket, Tolan pulled out a fake signet ring. He stared at the ring for a moment. The last time he had use it was to sneak into a banquet clamming to be a Halfling emissary. He had the entire court fooled and had his fill of wine and rare meats.

Rolling it around his fingers he looked at Storm. "Now friend, I have a gift that may help you in our current mission. This ring was a gift from the late Duke Harrington the Third. This is a ring of Water Breathing. I have spent many days on the open sea and have never had to use it myself. It only has one charge so you will have to wear it around your neck and only put it on in dire circumstances." Tolan pulled out a piece of string and cut enough to make a necklace. After tying it in a loop he reached his hand out to give it to Storm. "Here I will need it back once we make landfall, but you can barrow." He quickly pulled back his hand. "Bar. Row. It." He handed it to Storm again.

 

Stat Block Tolan | CLASS=Rogue | Level 3 HP: 21/21| AC: 14 | Speed: 25ft Stats: Str (8), Dex (17), Con (11), Int (12), Wis (10), Cha (18) Passive Perseption: 10 Languages: Common, Halfling, Tieves' Cant Currently wielding: Weapons: Dagger, Handcrossbow

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil crossed his legs and settled to the deck in front of the laid-out Storm, rubbing his temples to fend off a headache. "Dude." He took a deep breath. "Bronze dragon. There is no shame in being what you are. There IS shame in pretending to be what you are not. Morgan has offered protections. Tolan has offered protections. There are protections I can offer as well. You have not shown yourself worthy of these gifts. You offer a prospect of taking without giving. You offer failure and death to all by your weakness. We need to know right now if you have a spine! Because if things get rough, no one is going to have time to coddle your wobbly ass! And if you can't get it together now, get off the damned ship now or I'll push you overboard myself later.Ssssthra. Khl'ennathret ta'shhlaen ta'shhlaet. Str'ennathret na'shlaen na'shlet. M'gran strgrath. T'lan strgrath. G'l'strgaekt'naesh. KrrAEsssthillettnatELlistrgath'aesh. TllathhisSHAEnna'telluon. Tllashhisna'thaen. GllueaschAENEASTHHALACHT'TAEN! Flaessthellii'khenn ek TAK! Thhrea'enetIALLegrannnessentassshi, shtelettinetth." Gil leaned a little closer and whispered "Tribe means lookin' out fer each other. Ya can't manage that, ya ain't tribe." Gil looked up at Morgan and Tolan, his eyes fading from metallic brass to forest green. "Sorry 'bout all the hissin'. Just had ta say a thing."

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 31/31 | HD: 3/3 d6 | Armor Class: 14 | Saves: Str +1; Dex +1; Con +6; Int +1; Wis +0; Cha +6 Senses: Passive Perception 10, Passive Investigation 11 Move: 30' | Conditions: none Languages: Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elvish, Orc Tool Proficiencies: viol Attack Bonuses: Melee +3 | Ranged +3 | Magic +6 Spell Save DC: 14 Ranged weapon: light crossbow - +3 to hit, 1d8+1 piercing, range 80/320 Melee: staff (quarterstaff/arcane focus) - +3 to hit, 1d6+1 bludgeoning, range 5 - versatile, 1d8+1 bludgeoning used two-handed Alternate melee: dagger - +3 to hit, 1d4+1 piercing, range 5 (thrown 20/60) Spells: Cantrips: 4 - Chill Touch, Fire Bolt, Mold Earth, Shocking Grasp Known Spells: 4 - Burning Hands (1), Shield (1), Sleep (1), Scorching Ray (2) Spell Slots: level - remaining/slots lv 1 - 4/4 slots lv 2 - 2/2 slots Sorcery Points: 3/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 6

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm Eyes flashed with lightening and rage at Gil. as the lightening started to surround The dragonborn's body. he stood ad with 1 clawed finger picked Him up to Storms eye level. As the sky over the ship filled with swirling angry storm clouds."You every think of pushing me off this boat into the sea I'll eat you ALIVE!" Said a very angry, sharp teeth mouth with lightening flashing all around in side.... Storm was born from lightening of a storm that destroyed miles of land and when angry that storm's lightening is unleashed. Woe be to those it's Unleashed upon....

ooc 2nd lv. tempest cleric. Dragonborn.(bronze)

 

St: 20. (+5) .............Ac: 16/18{with shield}
Dex: 8. (-1) ...............Hp: 18
Con: 14. (+2) ............M: 30ft.
Int: 12. (+1) ..............PP: 12.
Wis: 15. (+2) ............ST: wis+2, char+1
Char: 12. (+1) ..........SS: 12

weapons: Great Sword. att+7 damage: 2d6+5. Slashing.( Which looks small, like a longsword or shortsword in his hands)
dagger. m:att7, r:att +1. damage 1d4 + (5m/1r) thrown piercing range. 20/60
Breath Weapon: lightening

Languages: Draconian, common, elvish,orcish.


Spells: wis. (+4) slots 0/3. 1/3
cantrips... sacred flame, spare the dying, light.
known... cure wounds, detect magic.
Domain... Cloud fog, thunder wave
Divine...turn undead, Destructive wrath.

 

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[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil grinned. "So, ya sayin' ya ain't runnin' away, Storm?"

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 31/31 | HD: 3/3 d6 | Armor Class: 14 | Saves: Str +1; Dex +1; Con +6; Int +1; Wis +0; Cha +6 Senses: Passive Perception 10, Passive Investigation 11 Move: 30' | Conditions: none Languages: Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elvish, Orc Tool Proficiencies: viol Attack Bonuses: Melee +3 | Ranged +3 | Magic +6 Spell Save DC: 14 Ranged weapon: light crossbow - +3 to hit, 1d8+1 piercing, range 80/320 Melee: staff (quarterstaff/arcane focus) - +3 to hit, 1d6+1 bludgeoning, range 5 - versatile, 1d8+1 bludgeoning used two-handed Alternate melee: dagger - +3 to hit, 1d4+1 piercing, range 5 (thrown 20/60) Spells: Cantrips: 4 - Chill Touch, Fire Bolt, Mold Earth, Shocking Grasp Known Spells: 4 - Burning Hands (1), Shield (1), Sleep (1), Scorching Ray (2) Spell Slots: level - remaining/slots lv 1 - 4/4 slots lv 2 - 2/2 slots Sorcery Points: 3/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 6

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm eyes looked perplexed as this one is confusing...."I'm saying I'm very Hungry." Storm says and slowly lowers Gil down.

ooc 2nd lv. tempest cleric. Dragonborn.(bronze)

 

St: 20. (+5) .............Ac: 16/18{with shield}
Dex: 8. (-1) ...............Hp: 18
Con: 14. (+2) ............M: 30ft.
Int: 12. (+1) ..............PP: 12.
Wis: 15. (+2) ............ST: wis+2, char+1
Char: 12. (+1) ..........SS: 12

weapons: Great Sword. att+7 damage: 2d6+5. Slashing.( Which looks small, like a longsword or shortsword in his hands)
dagger. m:att7, r:att +1. damage 1d4 + (5m/1r) thrown piercing range. 20/60
Breath Weapon: lightening

Languages: Draconian, common, elvish,orcish.


Spells: wis. (+4) slots 0/3. 1/3
cantrips... sacred flame, spare the dying, light.
known... cure wounds, detect magic.
Domain... Cloud fog, thunder wave
Divine...turn undead, Destructive wrath.

 

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[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 "Y'know, Storm, that ain't my problem. I did ya the favor of asking some questions on the quiet an' I ain't heard any answers, so I'm just gonna blurt 'em out for the world to hear. How tha hell are ya actin' like it's alright fer ya ta ditch Morgan an' Tolan an' me over some godsdamn water? Ya wanna tell Zeus about that, PAL? Fine lotta bronze dragon ya are, RIGHT? Now I wanta hear some answers, honest, straight up. Lay it out 'r get off the boat."

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 31/31 | HD: 3/3 d6 | Armor Class: 14 | Saves: Str +1; Dex +1; Con +6; Int +1; Wis +0; Cha +6 Senses: Passive Perception 10, Passive Investigation 11 Move: 30' | Conditions: none Languages: Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elvish, Orc Tool Proficiencies: viol Attack Bonuses: Melee +3 | Ranged +3 | Magic +6 Spell Save DC: 14 Ranged weapon: light crossbow - +3 to hit, 1d8+1 piercing, range 80/320 Melee: staff (quarterstaff/arcane focus) - +3 to hit, 1d6+1 bludgeoning, range 5 - versatile, 1d8+1 bludgeoning used two-handed Alternate melee: dagger - +3 to hit, 1d4+1 piercing, range 5 (thrown 20/60) Spells: Cantrips: 4 - Chill Touch, Fire Bolt, Mold Earth, Shocking Grasp Known Spells: 4 - Burning Hands (1), Shield (1), Sleep (1), Scorching Ray (2) Spell Slots: level - remaining/slots lv 1 - 4/4 slots lv 2 - 2/2 slots Sorcery Points: 3/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 6

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm. simply says"Zeus created me with a fear of the sea therefore is a reason for it. The halfling ring has no magic there for is a false promise. Which then puts all other promises as suspect." Storm says. As his clerical insight told him the ring was fake.

ooc 2nd lv. tempest cleric. Dragonborn.(bronze)

 

St: 20. (+5) .............Ac: 16/18{with shield}
Dex: 8. (-1) ...............Hp: 18
Con: 14. (+2) ............M: 30ft.
Int: 12. (+1) ..............PP: 12.
Wis: 15. (+2) ............ST: wis+2, char+1
Char: 12. (+1) ..........SS: 12

weapons: Great Sword. att+7 damage: 2d6+5. Slashing.( Which looks small, like a longsword or shortsword in his hands)
dagger. m:att7, r:att +1. damage 1d4 + (5m/1r) thrown piercing range. 20/60
Breath Weapon: lightening

Languages: Draconian, common, elvish,orcish.


Spells: wis. (+4) slots 0/3. 1/3
cantrips... sacred flame, spare the dying, light.
known... cure wounds, detect magic.
Domain... Cloud fog, thunder wave
Divine...turn undead, Destructive wrath.

 

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[secretID]

A Single Step Though Storm has released Gil from his grasp, it's already too late. Captain Schon has apparently had enough. In a flash she is down from the forecastle, rapier in hand, in lunging range of the dragonborn who is at least twice her mass. “That’s it!” she barks. “You won’t be eating, or even manhandling, any passengers on my ship! “Some of you may not understand the law of the sea,” she continues, her eyes still locked on Storm. “You’re not in the wild; you’re not in a gladiator pit; you’re not even in Westhaven any more. You’re aboard the Journey, and here you obey the queen of the Journey. Who’s that, crew?!” she cries out. “You, cap’n! You ma’am!” come the enthusiastic responses. “That’s right,” Schon continues with just a hint of smugness. “While you’re my guests, you take orders from me – not your gods, and not the bats in your belfry. If you don’t like it, the dock’s that way. "And once we’re asea, if I find that you won’t or can’t follow orders…I’ll throw you overboard.” Schon pauses a moment in challenge to Storm. “Now, do any of you want to give me a good reason why I should allow a reptilian maniac to take a berth on my ship for two weeks?”

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil straightened his tunic without taking his eyes off Storm. "Can't help ya there, Cap'n. I was just askin' the same thing. Ain't heard no answer."

 

Actions none Action Summary Bonus Action: Move: Action: Reaction: Object Interaction:

 

Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 31/31 | HD: 3/3 d6 | Armor Class: 14 | Saves: Str +1; Dex +1; Con +6; Int +1; Wis +0; Cha +6 Senses: Passive Perception 10, Passive Investigation 11 Move: 30' | Conditions: none Languages: Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elvish, Orc Tool Proficiencies: viol Attack Bonuses: Melee +3 | Ranged +3 | Magic +6 Spell Save DC: 14 Ranged weapon: light crossbow - +3 to hit, 1d8+1 piercing, range 80/320 Melee: staff (quarterstaff/arcane focus) - +3 to hit, 1d6+1 bludgeoning, range 5 - versatile, 1d8+1 bludgeoning used two-handed Alternate melee: dagger - +3 to hit, 1d4+1 piercing, range 5 (thrown 20/60) Spells: Cantrips: 4 - Chill Touch, Fire Bolt, Mold Earth, Shocking Grasp Known Spells: 4 - Burning Hands (1), Shield (1), Sleep (1), Scorching Ray (2) Spell Slots: level - remaining/slots lv 1 - 4/4 slots lv 2 - 2/2 slots Sorcery Points: 3/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 6

[Cheshire]

As Storm turned down the halfling's offer, bluff as it may have been, Tolan quickly slipped the ring back into his secret pocket. Shortly after dark clouds formed above them. The rogue was not really to impressed. To be honest after being so close to death on his last mission, it was going to take a bit more than a sudden storm to shake him. He had no idea what Gil had said, but it didn't seem to get the desired effect.

Originally Posted by secretID

"And once we’re asea, if I find that you won’t or can’t follow orders…I’ll throw you overboard.”[/B] Schon pauses a moment in challenge to Storm. “Now, do any of you want to give me a good reason why I should allow a reptilian maniac to take a berth on my ship for two weeks?”

Casually walking to the side of the ship, Tolan leaned against the wood and looked at the dock over his shoulder, then back to the group and shrugged. "As far as I can see it, if the dragonborn wants to leave...let him. However, if he does wish to stay, he can be placed in his cabin away from Gil and the captain, since they seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot. If the captain sees fit then I can be in charge of him for the time we are at sea. I hope that after we are underway he may calm down a little bit."

 

Stat Block Tolan | CLASS=Rogue | Level 3 HP: 21/21| AC: 14 | Speed: 25ft Stats: Str (8), Dex (17), Con (11), Int (12), Wis (10), Cha (18) Passive Perseption: 10 Languages: Common, Halfling, Tieves' Cant Currently wielding: Weapons: Dagger, Handcrossbow

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm simply says"I see if you defend your self from a threat your a maniac. And that means to threaten said person some more...." He continued. "As to orders if they are to stay below in my quarters this I can easily do. As a cleric with you saying no gods well I am of no use to you captain only to the mission when we arrive....If we arrive." he explained. " I'd much prefer that anyway as I'm extremely afraid of boats and the sea. And not being up here in your way, seeing the sea would be best."

ooc 2nd lv. tempest cleric. Dragonborn.(bronze)

 

St: 20. (+5) .............Ac: 16/18{with shield}
Dex: 8. (-1) ...............Hp: 18
Con: 14. (+2) ............M: 30ft.
Int: 12. (+1) ..............PP: 12.
Wis: 15. (+2) ............ST: wis+2, char+1
Char: 12. (+1) ..........SS: 12

weapons: Great Sword. att+7 damage: 2d6+5. Slashing.( Which looks small, like a longsword or shortsword in his hands)
dagger. m:att7, r:att +1. damage 1d4 + (5m/1r) thrown piercing range. 20/60
Breath Weapon: lightening

Languages: Draconian, common, elvish,orcish.


Spells: wis. (+4) slots 0/3. 1/3
cantrips... sacred flame, spare the dying, light.
known... cure wounds, detect magic.
Domain... Cloud fog, thunder wave
Divine...turn undead, Destructive wrath.

 

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