TwoHeadsBarking
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Adv: A Simple Dungeon Crawl (DM: DarwinofMind Judge:renau1g)
Fragsie
Explorer
Psais is graciously thankful for the feast held in the adventurer's honour and the rewards offered, taking time for each person that speaks to him. Throughout the festivities he only stops smiling for a short while when he reaffirms that the locals should be cautious of the cabal of necromancers hiding in the catacombs.
During the voyage home the deva enjoys the company of his companions, finding their companionship oddly comforting... he had almost forgotten how strangely fulfilling a mortal life was, and he lets the rest of the group know that he is grateful that they were the ones to teach him. It becomes apparent that he has a soft spot for the gnome Grigo; often laughing at the small fellow's antics aboard the ship, and a deep respect for the whole party.
When the ship eventually settles into Daunton's harbour, Psais enquires as to the intentions of everyone else, he himself expecting to take a days rest at his lodgings in Glasston manor before returning to the Hanged Man to see what new and interesting characters had arrived in the city during their absence.
During the voyage home the deva enjoys the company of his companions, finding their companionship oddly comforting... he had almost forgotten how strangely fulfilling a mortal life was, and he lets the rest of the group know that he is grateful that they were the ones to teach him. It becomes apparent that he has a soft spot for the gnome Grigo; often laughing at the small fellow's antics aboard the ship, and a deep respect for the whole party.
When the ship eventually settles into Daunton's harbour, Psais enquires as to the intentions of everyone else, he himself expecting to take a days rest at his lodgings in Glasston manor before returning to the Hanged Man to see what new and interesting characters had arrived in the city during their absence.
pacdidj
First Post
Happy to get out of the musty dungeon, and even happier to be treated to a grand feast, Yimayngurr is able to temporarily forget about the plight of his people, and his own exile from them. He spends the evening and the beginning of the return voyage basking in the glow of his comrades companionship, regaling them with tales of his exploits during crocodile hunts on his home island and drawing thunderous guffaws from Eithal with his mime and slapstick bits.
As they draw nearer to Daunton though, Yimayngurr's brow once again creases with worry as he remembers the vision of impending danger granted him by Wititj, the great python spirit. His new magic spear will undoubtedly aid in his quest to save his people, but he will need to be stronger still if he is to go out in search of the truth. It is with this in mind that he once again sets his feet in the direction of the Hanged Man.
As they draw nearer to Daunton though, Yimayngurr's brow once again creases with worry as he remembers the vision of impending danger granted him by Wititj, the great python spirit. His new magic spear will undoubtedly aid in his quest to save his people, but he will need to be stronger still if he is to go out in search of the truth. It is with this in mind that he once again sets his feet in the direction of the Hanged Man.
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