I bet you rolled a die, right?
Only against the dazed condition, not the domination.[/sblock]should I roll to see if I save this round?
Finnian watches the old woman walk away with a quiet, pensive look on his face. Hmmm, I wonder what she could mean by that?, he muses.An old charwoman remains behind and shakes her finger at Finnian. "You listen to me, young man! You should have killed that horrible woman! She'll be the death of you yet!"
You okay there, Marcus? I'm so glad to see you are well. Is everyone in your family alright? Are all the kids OK?As the throng departs, Marco cautiously peeps around the doorway. "Is it safe, now?"
Then, he sees widely varied and highly unusual selection of gore strewn about the building.
And vomits.
Once the job is done, Vaunea looks around at her companions. "Take to guards?"
I was just hoping she would surrender. Those other guys tried to kill me, and I think they would have if Uncle Mack hadn't saved me, twice. Gah, what was that big reptile thing anyways?He pats the ranger on the shoulder. Finnian, I'm glad you didn't kill her. Like I was trying to say, I'm sure she was just a victim in all this, the product of a villainous spouse or unhappy childhood or something. At any rate, I don't like killing women, or anyone if there's a chance we can end problems talking things out.
Did you hear that too? I thought that I was just imagining things.Hey, what happened to that psychic voice we heard in our heads? I only saw Olivia here; I hope we didn't kill whoever that was. He peeks around for, say, a magical sword or figurine, or another of the jars, or even a hiding person. Any sign of the source of the voice?
Sweet! When can we see the XP awards? If the next encounter will work with us at level 2, it would be nice to submit our character sheets for approval as soon as possible. On the other hand, I'm totally fine with running to the end of the adventure at level 1 if that works better for the story[/sblock]VICTORY!
The fluid in the flask is not alcohol. Instead, it seems to be a distillation of every hot, spicy thing imagined since the dawn of time, as if someone (meaning Uncle Mikey) had bottled the quintessence of pepper.Drivan...takes a quick swig from the metal flask before passing it on.
"Suuuhmun nuuhs uh aaaaaiiiieee huuuh weeeeeee uh buhfur shuh wuhz uh..."
Vaunea discerns Drivan's intent and ties up Olivia."Vaunea tie."
"Sheesh. Whatta sap!" snorts a little kid watching through the window. As you turn to look at him, the child drops to the ground and runs off to join the rest of the mob.Finnian, I'm glad you didn't kill her. Like I was trying to say, I'm sure she was just a victim in all this, the product of a villainous spouse or unhappy childhood or something. At any rate, I don't like killing women, or anyone if there's a chance we can end problems talking things out.
Clutched in Roger the Mage's charred, brittle fingers is a shrunken head.Emral peeks around for, say, a magical sword or figurine, or another of the jars, or even a hiding person.
Marco still bent over, attempting to catch his breath, smiles weakly and nods. He gives Finnian a thumbs-up, turns green, and vomits again.You okay there, Marcus? I'm so glad to see you are well. Is everyone in your family alright? Are all the kids OK?
Do your looting and take an extended rest, then something possibly awesome may occur.[/sblock]Sweet! When can we see the XP awards?
"Sheesh. Whatta sap!" snorts a little kid watching through the window. As you turn to look at him, the child drops to the ground and runs off to join the rest of the mob.
Clutched in Roger the Mage's charred, brittle fingers is a shrunken head.