I apologize. Either my post from a few days ago didn't go through or it got lost in the update. I failed an attempt to aid on intimidate. I don't remember the roll, but it was pretty miserable.
Hesh speaks to Hooks in his own language, attempting to butter the other hob up. Hooks speaks back in goblinoid.
Goblinoid
"What you are trying will not work on me. I am the best torturer in this tribe. Your crude techniques won't get my tongue to wag like the miserable whore that was with him," Hooks says, nodding at the shifter.
Stellan bares his fangs, and hefts his battleaxe. The same weapon that carved pieces of flesh from Hooks. The hobgoblin cows a little bit.
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I rerolled Redclaw's assist on intimidate. Success with a fifteen.
Lorn crouched down near the fire, scooping up a small handful of old ash from the edge. Raising it to his nose he sniffed the powder his expression turning to one of disgust.
Smells of blood...
Standing up, Lorn strode over to the bound hobgoblin and rather roughly smeared the ash across his face.
Don't you think?
Lorn stepped back and studied Hooks for a moment before speaking again.
Why don't you answer my friend's questions here? Tell us where the girl is? I know I'm not very intimidating, but if you don't answer you can sit out here and consider why you didn't while smelling of supper for all manner of nasty jungle creatures.
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Prestidigitation to make the ash reek of blood and gore.
Good creative use there. RP trumps the die roll. The assist works for intimidate and will provide a +4 instead of the normal +2(so that is a +6 for the next intimidate roll).
Seeing diplomacy fail, Hesh's steely side comes out. He takes some of the bloodied soot and begins to rub it on the prisoner. Fine. You don't want to atchot, so be it. I can't bring myself to kill one of the dar unless I have to, but we cannot have following. We're going to rescue that girl and get off this island whether you help us or not. He rubs some more on. Well, you will help us even if you don't. See, you blood and your sinew will keep those things out there at bay. Sate their hunger so the rest of us can do what we need to do. It is not a great duty, but you will suffer it in honor like all dar. Voice and eyes cold, he stands and glares down at the prisoner. Stiffly, he intones a goblin farewell. Chit guulen pamuut ran.
Goblin
atchot: Look me in the eye. dar: One of the People (goblin). Chit guulen pamuut ran: There is strength in honoring a sacrifice (implying his death by being eaten alive will be 'honoring' to us).
Hooks lowers his head, speaking in common. "I'll tell you what I know. You've bested me. Just don't leave me here, food for it." Hooks looks up, and lightning flashes in response.
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See OOC thread for details on this challenge. RP time.
Then, start sayin' what's "it", or me might decide to find out by sittin' behind a bush an' watching you become a dessert! grumbles Thormir, stoming his foot impatiently.
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If we let you go, and that's a big if, Stellan begins, continuing to bare his fangs at every opportunity. Rest assured it will only be to hunt you down again after we finish with the lizard, if you stay in the area.
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Lorn studied the captive Hooks for a moment, then sniffed at the remaining ash on his hands, pulling an unpleasant face at the smell. Carefully he dusted off the offending substance as he spoke.
Threats are not helping you. How well you come out of this depends on you. If you're not helpful...well we leave you to the beasts to decide your fate. They will come and there will be nothing to protect you.
To emphasize the point, Lorn gestured at the campfire, which extinguished itself with a loud pop and puff of smoke.
Simple as that.
Slowly Lorn walked around behind the hobgoblin, where Hooks could not easily turn his head to see him.
Now we're in a bit of a hurry, so you don't have all day to decide if you want to live or not. If you don't start spitting out something helpful forthwith we'll have to take that as your choice.
Coming around the other side, Lorn stopped and faced the hobgoblin once more.
What will it be then?
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