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D&D 5E Dwimmermount [IC]
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TallIan
Explorer
Magen Brigward, Fighter 2
Once the carts and equipment were in the barn and they'd finished talking to the sheriff, Magen went outside, "Hmm, I think that we've lost the light for today, I doubt we could get more than a look at the river. First thing in the morning?"
[SBLOCK=Mini Stats]
Magen Brigward
Passive Perception: 11
AC: 17 (19 with shield)
Initiative: +0
HP: 36/36 (HD: 3/3d10)
Offense:
Longsword: +5 5ft 1d8+3S
Longsword (2hnd): +5 5ft 1d10+3
H. Crossbow: +2 150/600 1d10P Heavy, Two handed, Loading
Shield Bash: Bonus action +5 contested roll vs athletic or acrobatics
Manoeuvre Save DC: 13
Second Wind: 1/1
Action Surge: 1/1
Superiority Dice(d8): 4/4
Inspiration: 2
Healing Potion: 1
Bolts: 36[/SBLOCK]
Once the carts and equipment were in the barn and they'd finished talking to the sheriff, Magen went outside, "Hmm, I think that we've lost the light for today, I doubt we could get more than a look at the river. First thing in the morning?"
[SBLOCK=Mini Stats]
Magen Brigward
Passive Perception: 11
AC: 17 (19 with shield)
Initiative: +0
HP: 36/36 (HD: 3/3d10)
Offense:
Longsword: +5 5ft 1d8+3S
Longsword (2hnd): +5 5ft 1d10+3
H. Crossbow: +2 150/600 1d10P Heavy, Two handed, Loading
Shield Bash: Bonus action +5 contested roll vs athletic or acrobatics
Manoeuvre Save DC: 13
Second Wind: 1/1
Action Surge: 1/1
Superiority Dice(d8): 4/4
Inspiration: 2
Healing Potion: 1
Bolts: 36[/SBLOCK]
The sheriff nods and leaves the heroes for the night in the barn. The half-orc peasant brings by some warm thick soap and bread for the heroes payments. After a quick simple meal the heroes set about making their camp and setting watches. The night pasted uneventfully although Shara awoke in the morning feeling cold and damp, her night somewhat disturbed by an unremembered nightmare.
Just before sunrise the half orc peasant and his son come to get their cattle and make sure the heroes leave the barn. The peasant says "Iffin' ye truly crossin' the bridge and explorin' the woods of the south, I reckon ye might want to talk to Old Thomas afor ye go. He be the only ones I knows that do any hunter or scout there in at least twenty year..."
The sheriff met you as the group headed towards the river and the bridge. No one got any funny feelings from the area and the river looked fairly normal (for this time a year you suppose, with the early spring melting a lot of the snow runoff causing it to look wild and dangerous as it raced under the bridge).
Just before sunrise the half orc peasant and his son come to get their cattle and make sure the heroes leave the barn. The peasant says "Iffin' ye truly crossin' the bridge and explorin' the woods of the south, I reckon ye might want to talk to Old Thomas afor ye go. He be the only ones I knows that do any hunter or scout there in at least twenty year..."
The sheriff met you as the group headed towards the river and the bridge. No one got any funny feelings from the area and the river looked fairly normal (for this time a year you suppose, with the early spring melting a lot of the snow runoff causing it to look wild and dangerous as it raced under the bridge).
SunGold
First Post
Shara doesn't say much the next morning. She looks a bit disoriented and uncomfortable when she wakes up to find her clothes and hair damp, and even more confused when she can't feel "it" at the bridge anymore.
"Let's go see Old Thomas," is the first thing she says all morning, as she stands back up from her close inspection of the riverbank.
"Let's go see Old Thomas," is the first thing she says all morning, as she stands back up from her close inspection of the riverbank.
The sheriff points you over to one of the huts where an older looking half-orc is sitting outside on the porch, whittling on a piece of wood. When the heroes approach him he gives them a weary eye but remains silent...
Closer the group can see that the half-orc is missing a good chuck of his left foot (he is wearing simple sandals). In a thick drawl he says "And just wants might ye be a wantin'?"
Closer the group can see that the half-orc is missing a good chuck of his left foot (he is wearing simple sandals). In a thick drawl he says "And just wants might ye be a wantin'?"
"Humpf" the old half orc grunts "Aye I supposin' that be a true. Iffin' ye be a headin' yonder I would be an avisin' ye nots too. Queer a' happenin's there be, lurkin' in the wood. Somethin' ant a right about it, that be a sure. Evil be a foot. But iffin' ye buys me a bottle of the sheriff's rut-grub my tongue would be a wet enough to spin ye some tales..."
The sheriff shrugged at this and said "2 silver as ye know Thomas". Assuming someone pays the fee, the old half orc continues. "I lost parts of me foot tos a trap in them their wood. But it ant no traps I set or set by any man. Something dark did set it. Use to nots be likes that but a few year ago something woke up or came into dem wood that were not there afore. Never did a sees what, but it ant weren't nothin' natural."
"Oh the wood weren't never all peaceful or nothin' just not evil, liken now. All ye had to really worry about before was old Hook Beak. That there bein' the biggest, oldest, meanest owlbear there ever be. He be a wakin' from his winter sleep about now and be a powerful hungry so he be prowlin' all three woods, but he a mostly lairs in the southwood. Yea best be avoidin' him iffin' ye cans."
"Iffin' ye gots yer hearts a set on explorin' there be some old loggin' camps at both the north and center woods. They be pretty olds and the forest done reclaimed a lot of them but I reckon ye could finds at least some shelter in them."
"Of the three I reckon it be in the northwood where them evil be a lurkin' especially on the southern part of the wood, where it run up against the Starfall Marshes. Them always have been a dangerous lands but now... they be hungry and evil... but I reckon I don't knows with whats. A probably somethin' to a doin' with their elves of old. The red ones..."
The sheriff shrugged at this and said "2 silver as ye know Thomas". Assuming someone pays the fee, the old half orc continues. "I lost parts of me foot tos a trap in them their wood. But it ant no traps I set or set by any man. Something dark did set it. Use to nots be likes that but a few year ago something woke up or came into dem wood that were not there afore. Never did a sees what, but it ant weren't nothin' natural."
"Oh the wood weren't never all peaceful or nothin' just not evil, liken now. All ye had to really worry about before was old Hook Beak. That there bein' the biggest, oldest, meanest owlbear there ever be. He be a wakin' from his winter sleep about now and be a powerful hungry so he be prowlin' all three woods, but he a mostly lairs in the southwood. Yea best be avoidin' him iffin' ye cans."
"Iffin' ye gots yer hearts a set on explorin' there be some old loggin' camps at both the north and center woods. They be pretty olds and the forest done reclaimed a lot of them but I reckon ye could finds at least some shelter in them."
"Of the three I reckon it be in the northwood where them evil be a lurkin' especially on the southern part of the wood, where it run up against the Starfall Marshes. Them always have been a dangerous lands but now... they be hungry and evil... but I reckon I don't knows with whats. A probably somethin' to a doin' with their elves of old. The red ones..."
SunGold
First Post
Shara pays Old Thomas the 2 silver.
"Thank you, Thomas. What you just told us may save our lives." She glances back at the river and hesitates briefly before adding, "Um, one last thing. This...thing...that's been in the river. Have you ever felt it in the forest, watching you?"
"Thank you, Thomas. What you just told us may save our lives." She glances back at the river and hesitates briefly before adding, "Um, one last thing. This...thing...that's been in the river. Have you ever felt it in the forest, watching you?"
The old half orc shakes his head, saying "Nope, ant never felt nothin' likes that before. Semtin' maybe in the woods of lates. A feelin' of a bein' watched and who ever be a doin' the watchin' ant friendly, no ma'am. It seems to a be a stirred up maybe a month ago, maybe nots. Only a fews folk seems to get the feelin' and ant nothin' a happened yet. But I reckon' somethin' theres and we be a findin' outs 'bouts it soon enough... and no good will be a comin' froms it..."
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