Creamsteak
Explorer
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Raghnall slips down the chimney landing squarely in some kind of muck on the floor.
[roll0] falling damage.
The only light is a sliver of the sun's reflection from above. The smell of stale yeast fills the air.
D&D 5E [IC] Adventures in Ashwell: The Edge of Dispater
Raghnall slips down the chimney landing squarely in some kind of muck on the floor.
[roll0] falling damage.
The only light is a sliver of the sun's reflection from above. The smell of stale yeast fills the air.
Azurewraith
Explorer
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Raghnall dusts him self off and awaits the others descent.
Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
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To the old priest.
"I appreciate you coming here, willing to help. But this access may indeed be too much for you. We could lower you down, but there will probably be other places where you'd need strength and agility to go on. It may be best if you return to the inn. Thank you for good will."
Ersarkess lowers his pack down and murmurs something. A copy of his hand appears, grabs the straps of his armor and pushes him slightly against the wall increasing the friction. He goes down as quickly and as successfully as Raghnall.
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Creamsteak
Explorer
Ersarkess takes two attempts to descend successfully.
Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
As he touches down, he looks up and calls out
"Wait for a bit before coming down, Thren!"
He takes out his oboa and quickly weaves lively inspiring melody.
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"Wait for a bit before coming down, Thren!"
He takes out his oboa and quickly weaves lively inspiring melody.
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Azurewraith
Explorer
Raghnall looks on at the musical display."Hardly the time."
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
"It is magic, friend. I should've used it before, but I thought it will be easier to come down with the rope."
industrygothica
Adventurer
Kilvo grumbles, because dwarf. He nudges past Raghnall and grabs the rope with his only good hand. "Yammerin' won't get ye down this hole, friend," he says with a wink. He winds his hand up into the rope and starts his decent.
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[B]AC:[/B] 16; [B]HP:[/B] [COLOR=#FF000]12[/COLOR]/12
[B]Initiative:[/B] +3
[B]Saves:[/B] CON +5, INT +5
[B]Passive Perception:[/B] 9
[B]Languages:[/B] Common, Dwarven
[B]Skills:[/B] Arcana +5, History +5, Insight +1, Investigation +5, Persuasion +1
[B]Stats:[/B] Str 9 (-1), Dex 16 (+3) , Con 16 (+3), Int 16 (+3), Wis 9 (-1), Cha 9 (-1)
-[B]Inspiration[/B]? [ ] Yes, [[COLOR=#FF0000]X[/COLOR]] No
[B]Spell Save DC:[/B] 13
[B]Spell Slots:[/B] 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0
[B]Slots Used:[/B] 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0
[B]Spells Prepared:[/B] (0)
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[*]Cantrips:Mending (**)
[*]Rituals: Detect Magic (**), Identify (**)
[*]1st Level: --
[/list](*) can be cast at higher levels; (**) spell granted via a class featureSteve Gorak
Adventurer
Thael's interest is definitely peaked when he sees his cousin cast minor magics My, my, you are fully grown, and now full of surprises! he thinks to himself, as his eagerness to catch up with his kin only grows.
He heeds his cousin's bidding and waits a bit, then feels empowered, which he readily recognizes as some sort of magical effect. He smiles, and attempts to come down.
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
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