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

[secretID]

She Is Risen An old woman sits cross-legged on the floor beside Morgan’s prone form. Her face sags some, but her eyes are bright. “Hah!” the woman exclaims, almost in a cackle. “Gotcha!” Wrinkled hands move to transfer some blankets from her lap to cover Morgan, who welcomes the additional warmth, though the room is already muggy. Morgan smells fish, possibly from some scaled creatures she sees flopping on the floor out of the corner of her eye, though that makes no sense. A fire crackles earby. Closer, some candles flicker, though the room is well lit by daylight. The woman juts her chin toward something out of sight, and Morgan hears footsteps, then a door. The woman returns her gaze to Morgan. “Grumbulbarg,” she answers, “the Saltwood Storehouse – my place. Your friends paid to bring you back from the edge. “Well, speak up,” she says, “so I know you’re not a zombie.” ------------------ Gil, still just outside the Storehouse, is the first found by the clerk. “It worked!” she tells him. “Come in and see your friend.” She escorts the half-elf through to the back room again, where he sees Morgan just now lifting herself onto her elbows, Olgis sitting beside her. Candles and drawings around the recovering ranger suggest an arcane ritual.

OOC Storm and Tolan will be a few minutes behind, so let's do a round of posts before bringing them in.

[BlackDragon0]

Storm walks the streets.

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil had no idea how long it was supposed to take, but it felt like forever. What if it didn't work? What was being dead like anyway? He'd been close more times than he cared to count, but never totally outright toes up for good. What if it was nice? It might be, most people didn't come back. What if there were creepy soul-eating critters lurking around just the other side? A fellow could come up with all sorts of terrible thoughts with nothing to do but think all day, that's why thinking was bad. Gil counted bricks and traced cracks in the street and tried not to think. "It worked! Come in and see your friend." "Hot damn!" He almost ran the clerk over heading into the warehouse. The one thing he hadn't thought of was something to say, but what did you say to someone who'd been dead? Morgan was sitting up, looking properly blue and green and not like she was about to stagger around eating people, which was something that had crossed his mind more than once. It would have been embarrassing if they'd had to kill her again. "Thank ya, Mistress Saltwood!" He crouched down next to Morgan and bit his lip, twisting the hat in both hands and staring at the floor. She might be really mad. "Wow, Morgan, I...gosh, we're all real sorry you got killed. I mean, I looked but I didn't see that elf critter, my fault. We got it though, except for its brain which kinda squished out an' ran away after it died, that was messed up. But, what I'm tryin' to say is, we felt real bad about it an' missed ya an awful lot. Shoot." Gil gave her a spontaneous hug around the shoulders and then remembered she'd been almost split in half, and wasn't the most demonstrative person in the first place. He let go and settled back on his heels. "Glad yer back, Morgan. How ya feelin'?"

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 10/31 | HD: 0/3 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 - 1/4 slots lv 2 - 0/2 slots Sorcery Points: 1/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 0

[Mindsiege]

Morgan If there was a moment for a living creature to be perplexed, then certainly when it vividly remembered receiving mortal wounds. Such was Morgan. Her senses had ceased too quickly for her to remember taking her dying breath, but nonetheless she had woken up with the conviction to have died, only for an old human woman to welcome the water genasi to her storehouse in Grumbulbarg. The elf-like warrior... The wreck... My pack! I'm somewhere entirely different! The undine couldn't help feeling weak, whether it was real or imagined, and she awkwardly sat herself up when the old woman heaped blankets on her and explained that she had been brought back and that her comrades had paid for it. As disoriented as Morgan was, that did fill her in on what must have happened rather quickly, but she still found herself speechless until the old woman prompted her to speak. "A zombie...? An undead...? No, I... I don't think so..." The primordial cleric of life knew that there was more to living things than met the eye. But revival was not among the divine magics that the former speaker had ever even hinted at being a possibility, and Morgan was shocked that such a thing had happened to herself. Morgan wasn't really left alone to figure this out for herself however, and before she was able to ask the old woman how such a thing was possible, another clerk escorted Gil into the muggy chamber and then the half-elf was already upon her. He crouched in front of her, the magical cap in his hands, and then Gil apologized to her as if it had been his fault that her strength had been lacking and that she had allowed a superior being to best her in combat. The turbulent half-elf also tried to tell her something about walking brains which was not how brains ought to behave, but before she really found the words to inquire for more information, Gil pulled her into a quick hug, which wiped all those thoughts from her mind. The sad truth was that Morgan hadn't known such familiarity for a long time. Rather than comprehending such a difficult concept as being missed by her pack after she had already passed from the living, the primordial waif felt through the brief embrace that Gil genuinely cared for her, and there was someone out there who didn't accept to never see her again. When the half-elf let her go and asked her how she was feeling, her face was blank but it finally sank in. I'm not dead. Gil... my pack didn't let me die... More than the embrace itself, that meaning was what truly touched Morgan, a lonely place within herself that had settled on being unwanted, an outcast, and the last of her tribe, the only one to have survived. The genasi had sought to find a place for herself in Westhaven, but she hadn't expected to find this sort of communion. As Gil was looking at her expectantly, Morgan truly regretted how inexpressive she felt when she in fact felt so deeply. Rather than giving an answer, the undine slumped onto her elbows as tears began to roll out of her eyes and she silently cried. The salty beads wouldn't stick to her maritime skin and fell onto her blankets, and for once Morgan didn't regret to be showing vulnerability and weakness. "I don't know... Gil..." There was a brief pause as the genasi raised her head as if looking for an answer from Gil. "Relief...?" Morgan knew that wasn't it. But right then she was lacking the words to explain herself properly. Her green, waving hair was the only thing moving about her, and for a moment the blue-skinned woman looked truly lost, even though she had just found something that she had thought irrevocably lost. I'm not... alone...

 

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Stat Block Morgan | Ranger / Cleric (Life Domain) | Level 3 | Inspiration [x] 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 (+6), Insight (+5), Medicine (+5), Perception (+5), Survival (+5) Other proficiencies: Common, Primordial, Sylvan, Gnomish, DruidicLanguages | 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 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) | Attack bonus (+4), bludgeoning damage (1d8+2), Versatile (d10)Warhammer | 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) | Goodberry (currently all at the Journey5*) Spell stats: Spell DC (13) | Spell Attackbonus (+5) Spell slots: Level 1: 0/3 Spells: Guidance Light Sacred Flame Shape Water Shillelagh Thorn Whip Cantrips | Absorb Elements Bless Cure Wounds Detect Magic Goodberry Healing Word Purify Food and Drink Sanctuary Level 1

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil teetered on his heels. On the one hand, Morgan had to be going through some stuff. On the other, everyone he'd ever met before who was dead and still moving had tried to kill him. She didn't look zombie-like, at least not more than usual, she always kind of did with the blank stare and all. You could never tell with dead people, or Morgan either. And then she cried. Which was always rough, even kind of excruciating to be there for, but it was proper for living people. There was a fair amount of weeping every year on his dad's side, what with nomad life being a fast-moving and not entirely long-term thing. Not so often on his mom's side with elves living about forever, but when elves got worked up about something, good or bad, they kind of boiled over. Either way, all you could ever do was be there and help carry the load until the storm blew over. "I don't know... Gil... Relief...?" Gil had no clue what was going on Morgan's mind, but relief was something he could get a solid grip on. Particularly as his own near-death experiences had given him an impression that the afterlife was an eternity of listening to his many-times-great-grandmother going over the infinite faults of her numerous descendants in extreme detail. Being alive was a fine thing. "Relief? Yeah, I get that. Ya up for walkin'? Understand if ya ain't, but if ya are, Storm 'n Tolan're worried 'bout ya too. They're near, just off a little ways dealin' with everythin' in their own way."

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 10/31 | HD: 0/3 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 - 1/4 slots lv 2 - 0/2 slots Sorcery Points: 1/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 0

[secretID]

She Is Risen "Hah!" cackles Olgis again, though the humor is unclear. Perhaps she is still reveling in her success. "I wouldn't go back for revenge just yet. You'll be See Raise Dead.feeling this for a week or so. But she can get up, and walk," she says now to Gil. As Gil helps Morgan slowly to her feet, the old woman continues to talk. “An elf did that, eh? When you came in, I figured it was the sahuagin, that maybe you had tried to clear ‘em out.” She tilts her head at Gil. “You’re no water breather, though, are ya?” she guesses. As Morgan is testing her wobbly legs, the clerk returns, this time opening the door for Storm and Tolan.

[Mindsiege]

Morgan The resurrected genasi clung to Gil's words as he validated her feelings, and although she wasn't ashamed, Morgan stopped crying when the half-elf offered to help her up because her other two packmates were waiting for her somewhere. If she was supposed to get up, then as a warrior she had to show some measure of strength at least. But it was then that she truly realized that there was little strength left within her body. Just after that moment of relief, the primordial woman was gripped with worry that dying had eroded her physical prowess much more than even injury or sickness could. But then the cackling human explained that it would only hold for a week, which was another cause for relief. Truthfully, Morgan didn't feel like standing up right then, but she thought that she ought to, and so she was soon wobbly on her feet when the elderly woman drew her attention back to the quest that must have been concluded within her absence from life. Thinking was difficult right then, but Morgan's curiosity had survived her death as well. "What happened... After I died...?"

 

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Stat Block Morgan | Ranger / Cleric (Life Domain) | Level 3 | Inspiration [x] 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 (+6), Insight (+5), Medicine (+5), Perception (+5), Survival (+5) Other proficiencies: Common, Primordial, Sylvan, Gnomish, DruidicLanguages | 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 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) | Attack bonus (+4), bludgeoning damage (1d8+2), Versatile (d10)Warhammer | 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) | Goodberry (currently all at the Journey5*) Spell stats: Spell DC (13) | Spell Attackbonus (+5) Spell slots: Level 1: 0/3 Spells: Guidance Light Sacred Flame Shape Water Shillelagh Thorn Whip Cantrips | Absorb Elements Bless Cure Wounds Detect Magic Goodberry Healing Word Purify Food and Drink Sanctuary Level 1

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 Gil looked around in confusion. He could almost have sworn he heard Storm and Tolan coming into the warehouse. "Naw, I ain't much under water, Mistress Saltwood. Funny thing, it looked more like 'n elf 'n anythin' else I ever saw, but I never saw no elf like that, an' I oughta know. I spoke Elven ta it an' it never spoke back, jus' cut us ta ribbons. Sahuagin were aroun' fer sure though, we ran inta 'em on the way there. Honest, I think they'd been there 'fore us. Might be the merrows ran 'em off." Morgan was in one piece with her insides back on the inside where they belonged. She still seemed a bit wobbly, but who wouldn't be? "What happened... After I died...?" "Um. It got weird after that, not like it weren't b'fore. I missed a bit on account o' gettin' laid out too. Ya got whomped, I got whomped, Tolan got me back up with one o' yer berries. Storm sorta exploded an' that did fer the murder elf, and her brain squirted outta her head an' scuttled off. Bern died too, an' that woulda been tragic, exceptin', well, ya remember all those leechy-ass tadpole maggots what was in the tanks? Bern barfed one o' them up after 'e bought the farm, an' it kinda sat there floppin' 'round all nasty. So that was weird." Gil paused for a moment, thinking that there was no way this was making any sense to their hostess. Whatever, they'd been paid and she might know something. "S'pose I oughta back this up a little, Mistress Saltwood. Ya see, we was sailing fer Fishbark ta check out some sketchy sky wreck when we come on a rowboat with this youngster Bern with his head stove in floatin' about. Tried ta reel 'im in an' got jumped by sahuagin, 'ad a nice tangle with 'em an' got Bern on board. Bern didn't know much, but then 'e turned out ta be from Fishbark an' said sahuagin got 'is folks, so 'e was gonna lead us either ta this sky leech wreck 'r ta the sahuagin nest. Now I'm thinkin' it was a sucker job either way 'cause 'e already had a leech in 'im an' the sahuagin pawned 'im off on us. We didn't know better at the time though an' we went ta the wreck an' jus' about all got killed by merrows first an' then jus' about all got killed again by that crawly brain elf that stitched Morgan up." "So's anyhow, Morgan, after ya got killed, Storm carried ya back ta camp an' Tolan an' me tried ta finish the wreck off. We busted the next room open an' I got no damn idea what the hells was in there but all my instincts was screamin' 'bout how we'd lose our minds if we set even set foot near it, so we scarpered. Got ya back ta Fishbark, warned the Jarl off o' the wreck an' tried ta get 'im ta help ya, which 'e wasn't about ta but 'e did tell us where ta find Mistress Saltwood 'ere, which is 'ow we're here in Grumbulbarg now, courtesy o' Cap'n Schon who rushed us over." Gil took a deep breath. "Honest, I think the sahuagin was in cahoots with the maggots an' meanin' ta feed us all ta 'em all along. That's what I think."

 

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Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 10/31 | HD: 0/3 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 - 1/4 slots lv 2 - 0/2 slots Sorcery Points: 1/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 0

[secretID]

She Is Risen "So it is those sharkfolk," says Olgis, with a look that might be concerned or amused. "The bane of this island...some say. Sometimes people talk about clearing them out of the Golden Crown, but they haven't kept the ships from the Grumbulbarg docks, so I guess no one important has complained."

[Cheshire]

Gil in fact did hear Tolan enter the warehouse. The pitter padder of his small feet hitting the wooden floor could be heard getting louder. Darting between those in the room, the rogue jumped up wrapping his arms around the water genasi's neck, the smell of ale freshly on his breath. "Your back! Your alive!" There was a huge smile on his face, and tears in his eyes. "I have never been happier...I am so glad it worked. I was so worried...." His voice trailed off as he remembered the events of the day...

Lowing himself down he shook his head, bringing his mind back to the moment. "Right. So how are you feeling? What can I get you anything? Name it and it is yours." He stood waiting in anticipation not really paying attention to the others in the room.

[BlackDragon0]

Storm is still walking.

[Mindsiege]

Morgan Feeling weak and shaky after her resurrection, Morgan was still quite determined to close the gap of missing time that her own death had left her with. The primordial woman imagined that her pack must have won the battle after she had already fallen, but what could have happened beyond that was mere speculation, and so she strained her sluggish head to absorb Gil's recollections as he was sharing them with her, and what she heard was quite a lot to digest for her. The part about the scuttled-off brain didn't quite track for her when her packmate mentioned it, but she didn't really have time to get hung up on that when just on the next sentence her guts froze. Bern died?? The way that Gil blew past that shocking revelation was making it difficult for Morgan to follow his explanation for a moment, something about Bern having swallowed one of the tadpoles from the tanks that they saw, but certainly nothing that made her grasp why Gil was so utterly at peace with the youth's death. How did he die?! How did they let that happen?? Not the most vocal especially when she was feeling very debilitated at the moment, Morgan didn't interrupt Gil's tale when he turned to Mistress Saltwood and explained how they had met Bern and that the leech he had mentioned was supposed to have already been inside of the human boy at the time. Gil framed it as if that had been a great betrayal or conspiracy of sorts, which certainly didn't make much sense to the stupefied genasi, before he went back to calling her killer a crawly brain elf, which finally drove home for Morgan that he was proposing that the wreck's defender's organ had taken a life of its own after the body had been crushed by Storm. It sounded preposterous, but was also the only way that Gil's story made any sense at all, though how that made Bern's death a desirable outcome was utterly incomprehensible for the overwhelmed life cleric. The sahuagin are supposed to have put a tadpole in Bern's body? Why would they do such a thing? He had a headache... But it still doesn't make sense... At this point, Morgan was genuinely lost about what to think or what to feel. She was dismayed that Bern had passed away. She was dismayed that Gil didn't seem to care. Moments ago she had cried tears of gladness. Now she didn't feel like that at all anymore. Her sorcerous companion continued to explain that Storm had carried her corpse while Gil and Tolan had ventured deeper into the wreck, and what the half-elf said next seemed to grant some sort of explanation that finally made sense. He thought that he would lose his mind? Has he done so perhaps? Morgan remembered a time when she herself had thought that she might go mad with grief. Too long had she been uncertain even whether she deserved to live when the whole of her tribe hadn't been allowed to. Had her own death affected Gil so greatly that whatever else he had seen inside the wreck had disturbed him permanently? Or maybe it would pass, and he would start making sense again soon. The rest of the story was quickly told with Captain Schon leading her pack to Mistress Saltwood's Storehouse, but Gil's conclusion that there was a sahuagin tadpole alliance that had been born from the wreck's emergence on Fishbark's shore felt wrong to Morgan. Mistress Saltwood though seemed to have understood differently, calling the sharkfolk the bane of the island who had their seat at a place called the Golden Crown. To the resurrected undine, the old woman's acceptance of how Gil had told his story was confounding as well. It made her doubt how she had felt about it at first. Am I the one that's confused? Am I still sane? Morgan slowly raised one of her webbed hands, closing her palm over her right brow as if putting pressure on her skull from the outside would help her to think more clearly. The genasi could feel that she wasn't thinking that clearly at all right now. It seemed more plausible that her own condition was making her overlook something. The primordial woman didn't think that this something could make her see that Bern's death had been right, but she also had developed some trust in Gil, and it didn't make sense to her for him to go so far as to bring her back from the brink of death and then find comfort that the human youth had met his end as well. Was Bern... monstrous? Morgan hadn't gotten that sense from Gil's story, but maybe he simply wasn't a good storyteller. And I'm not a good listener right now... Still trying to catch up with everything that she had listened to just now, Morgan looked up when she could hear hasty steps approaching the room, and almost just as soon Tolan had stormed into the room and was already wrapping his arms around her neck. Once more Morgan was stunned, weakly putting her hands on the halfling's shoulders and back to return the embrace. The genasi was glad to see that Tolan was looking well after everything, and she was humbled by his reaction to seeing her returned from the dead. But she also felt a bit numb after everything that Gil had just explained to her on her sickbed, and while Morgan wanted to return her packmate's enthusiasm, it hurt that all she did muster was her usual blank stare. Tolan smiled, teared up, and he told her how worried he had been. Morgan couldn't entirely relate, but she had the wisdom to comprehend, and once more she felt greatly thankful to have been able to form a connection in such a way. Tolan and Gil as well truly meant something to her. In that moment, the follower of Umberlee deeply wished that their reunion hadn't been soured by what she had just learned. Morgan's deep-green eyes wandered over to Gil while Tolan held her. Is it because we're adventurers? Is Bern an outsider to him? The errant thought lingered for a moment. It wasn't that Bern had meant much to Morgan, but all life meant something to her. If Bern was slain in the wreck, she also felt that the responsibility had been theirs to prevent that. Just the next moment Tolan let go of the embrace and climbed back down from her bedstead, and the water genasi turned her attention back on him. The halfling asked what she wanted, but she didn't feel in tune with her body, and she no longer wanted to hear more about their quest when she seemingly was too unfocused to make sense of it. So she replied in a soft voice. "Rest... I think that I'll need rest... But I'm glad that you're here, Tolan. And that you're well..." Morgan idly considered that the three men from her party seemed to have split in Grumbulbarg during the wait for her revival, and she wondered what Storm was doing right now. She imagined that he was sound as well. At least with him I was able to uphold my promises...

 

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Stat Block Morgan | Ranger / Cleric (Life Domain) | Level 3 | Inspiration [x] 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 (+6), Insight (+5), Medicine (+5), Perception (+5), Survival (+5) Other proficiencies: Common, Primordial, Sylvan, Gnomish, DruidicLanguages | 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 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) | Attack bonus (+4), bludgeoning damage (1d8+2), Versatile (d10)Warhammer | 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) | Goodberry (currently all at the Journey5*) Spell stats: Spell DC (13) | Spell Attackbonus (+5) Spell slots: Level 1: 0/3 Spells: Guidance Light Sacred Flame Shape Water Shillelagh Thorn Whip Cantrips | Absorb Elements Bless Cure Wounds Detect Magic Goodberry Healing Word Purify Food and Drink Sanctuary Level 1

[Corwin]

Gillerithan Taverner - Sorcerer 3 "So it is those sharkfolk. The bane of this island...some say. Sometimes people talk about clearing them out of the Golden Crown, but they haven't kept the ships from the Grumbulbarg docks, so I guess no one important has complained." Gil scratched his head. "Dunno, Mistress. First we 'eard o' a Golden Crown, what's that? Now the Jarl was on about 'ow 'e was complainin' an' no one was listenin', 'e seemed ta think th' Order o' the Gauntlet was sorta blockin' 'im out there. But if'n the sahuagin 're tied up with whatever we ran inta, they're messin' with what they ought not." Something nagged at the back of his mind, something about Bern's nasty knock on the head, but he couldn't quite place it. Tolan rolled in and he forgot about it. Morgan seemed alright, that was the big thing. Even if she was going to be shaky for a while, she was entirely herself, what with staring and not saying much being Morgan all around. "Tolan, ya didn't 'appen ta see Storm 'n yer way back maybe?"

 

Actions Rolls: none Action Summary Bonus Action: Free Action: chatter Object Interaction: Move: Action: Reaction:

 

Stats Gillerithan Taverner character sheet Half-Elf | Sorcerer 3 | Outlander | Feats: none HP: 10/31 | HD: 0/3 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 - 1/4 slots lv 2 - 0/2 slots Sorcery Points: 1/3 Metamagic: Quickened Spell Twinned Spell Goodberries: 0

[BlackDragon0]

Storm Storm doesn't drink. So he walks back and forth through the streets. He passes by the shop for the 5th time. It's open. Does this mean Morgan is back? He goes in . He sees the group talking. And chooses not to interrupt. Instead he leans his shoulder on the door frame. Crosses his arms . And watches in silence.

 

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

[secretID]

Tourist Bureau “The Crown?” says Olgis. “It’s an old wreck – a normal shipwreck, it is – on the north coast, east a' Fishbark, where you were. That’s where those sea devils make a home – you can take that from me.”