D&D 5E Storm King's Thunder
KahlessNestor
Adventurer
Goldenfields
Afternoon
Round 0
There was no way Dren was going to go plummeting to his doom with the elves. He watched them jump and float down, mumbling into his beard about the unnaturalness of it all. He was more than content to wait for the cloud to settle before he jumped down onto the ground.
“Oh, t’ ‘ave me feet on the ground again!” he said, kneeling and kissing the earth.
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AC: 16
HP: 34/41 HD: 5//5d8+2
Ki: 5/5/R
Darts 10
Arrows: 20
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Tranio - half-elf death cleric
Fistan - human wizard
Carolina - halfling rogue
Dren - dwarf monk
Bethany - human fighter
Aremus - half-elf paladin
Ordrar - dwarf eldritch knight
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seriousmoonlight
Explorer
One way or another, you all manage to reach the ground again.
Even from so far away, you can see Goldenfields in the distance. It isn't actually a city, but rather a massive farm that covers 20 square miles. The crops grown here are the main source of food for the people of the sword coast, so it is no surprise that a 70 foot tall stone wall surronds the city.
Up close, it is obvious the tracks belong to giants and goblins.
Even from so far away, you can see Goldenfields in the distance. It isn't actually a city, but rather a massive farm that covers 20 square miles. The crops grown here are the main source of food for the people of the sword coast, so it is no surprise that a 70 foot tall stone wall surronds the city.
Up close, it is obvious the tracks belong to giants and goblins.
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KahlessNestor
Adventurer
Goldenfields
Afternoon
Round 0
Dren nodded his agreement with Ordrar. “More gobbies an’ giants,” he confirmed, eying the tracks. “Aye, best t’ let the locals know we’re aboot, jus’ in case. An’ they might ‘ave more information.
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AC: 16
HP: 34/41 HD: 5//5d8+2
Ki: 5/5/R
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Tranio - half-elf death cleric
Fistan - human wizard
Carolina - halfling rogue
Dren - dwarf monk
Bethany - human fighter
Aremus - half-elf paladin
Ordrar - dwarf eldritch knight
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Tranio leaps, and he falls, or dives. On the way down he alternates between the two. Wind tearing through his hair, he is pulled inexorably through the air, towards the rocks below. Death on the rocks.
On the way down, he prays, not with words but with images. Then the spell kicks in, and his approach towards the surface begins to slow.
He meets up with Aremus, and then, eventually, the others. As they head to town, he is still smiling. "That's some spell."
By the time his feet alight on the surface, his smile is wide and he feels exhilarated.
"Aww, yeah!" he shouts, to no one in particular.
On the way down, he prays, not with words but with images. Then the spell kicks in, and his approach towards the surface begins to slow.
He meets up with Aremus, and then, eventually, the others. As they head to town, he is still smiling. "That's some spell."
By the time his feet alight on the surface, his smile is wide and he feels exhilarated.
"Aww, yeah!" he shouts, to no one in particular.
FitzTheRuke
Legend
Aremus also finds the fall, and the amazing view of his home, an amazing experience. As the group works it's way to a gate, travelling along outside the wall, he begins to babble, telling stories of his home that reveal a deep love for the place.
"My human father served his whole life on the wall," he said, looking up at it, "From wall-guard to gate-guard, he was eventually made Castellan and served that post until his death, many years ago."
He sighed and then continued, "He was an excellent Castellan, and a good man."
He stopped just short of continuing,"Unlike the current Castellan."
"My human father served his whole life on the wall," he said, looking up at it, "From wall-guard to gate-guard, he was eventually made Castellan and served that post until his death, many years ago."
He sighed and then continued, "He was an excellent Castellan, and a good man."
He stopped just short of continuing,"Unlike the current Castellan."
"You grew up here, then?" asks Tranio, half remembering the answer before it is given. "That will be useful for us. I hope he had a good death."
FitzTheRuke
Legend
"Oh yes, I know every nook and cranny. I can introduce you to the Abbot, if you'd like. We can take Rillix to see Miros Xelbrin. The Yeti (as he is known here, for his unusual hair, white as it is, and he has more of it than natural) why, he runs the Inn - The Northfurrow's End. You can stay there while we're here."
Remembering the bad news they have to deliver, he sighs, "We will have to let Miros know that his parents are dead. Would you like to do it, whoever found them, or would you like me to do it?"
Remembering the bad news they have to deliver, he sighs, "We will have to let Miros know that his parents are dead. Would you like to do it, whoever found them, or would you like me to do it?"
"That's kind of you, Aremus, but I'm not sure the Abbot and I would have much to talk about. Telling the parents about the death of their son is more my speed."
