[5e] Dread Metrol, The Mourning After. (Horror) (OOC)


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JustinCase

the magical equivalent to the number zero
I know, I just returned to my PbP games... But I'll be on holiday for the next two weeks. Perhaps that means I'll keep posting, but likely I will be online rarely. Feel free to NPC my character in the meantime.
 


Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Not quite sure what we CAN do...all earlier options are valid, but with animal guards, most of the group untrained in stealth and some with disadvantage...I don't see we can do anything, but sit around outside of the estate bounds and wait for something to happen.
:(
Any ideas?
@JustinCase @MetaVoid @Kobold Stew @Hades#2
 

MetaVoid

Adventurer
Nothing that we didn't already discuss.

Ozzar would be for going openly as House agents - but that requires a) diplomacy b) access to the House elders that aren't "in" on the happenings here and c) in-game time which we may not be willing to spend.

That said, we could simply lurk around and wait for something to happen. Outside of the borders of the ranch of course.
 

Hades#2

Explorer
I considered the house agent possibility but decided we are supposed to be conducting espionage to discover if House Vadalis is involved with the clawfeet. I will think upon the situation a bit more to see if I come up with possible plans of action. I have been busy lately in life.
 

Kobold Stew

Last Guy in the Airlock
Supporter
The transition from "interested customer" to "potential employee" is awkward, and a choice was made in favour of one of those.

My sense is that as a group we are being too cautious. We should try sneaking in, with what we now know. Players know we are not proficient in stealth. Characters DON'T know that, and most people overestimate themselves. Take off the heavy armour and try and be sneaky. See what happens.
 

JustinCase

the magical equivalent to the number zero
I agree we should make a choice. How about I distract the salesman and you guys find your way inside?

I’ll be more open when you’re creeping about, forcing our hand.

Agreed?
 



Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
So the plan is to check out the barn? Might as well. What's the worst thing that could happen?🤔
Famous last words

@Leatherhead who gave us the task - obviously that halfling madame, but in whose name (if we know) - if we're caught we will have law trouble especially if most of the ranch people are innocent.
 

MetaVoid

Adventurer
I don't see what we can accomplish by sneaking around in the middle of the day when they know we're around. We should get out and plan for the insertion later.

Malix already got a glimpse into the building - when he shares that with the rest of the group we can plan getting downthere.
 

MetaVoid

Adventurer
A reminder on post #104
Stories of locals and gossip fill the bars.

A tale of lost family: The familiar story of missing clawfeet, as told by the riders who were bonded to them.

A tale of love: A house baker has become engaged to a clan warrior. You hear of how they met, during a tournament for the game Conqueror, and how the baker pulled off the win using a rare "en passant".

A tale of hunting: A drunken embellishment of how a Sheppard used a sling to down a Sharpooth Titan.

A tale of curios: The local Whitewood Ranch received a shipment of giant spiders for their stables last month, they have a lot of strange and exotic mounts, but who would ride a spider?
DROW


A tale of mischief: Some young halflings recall the pranks they pulled off during the nights of Long Shadows. Who knew a rotten egg could smell that bad?
 

JustinCase

the magical equivalent to the number zero
A reminder on post #104
Stories of locals and gossip fill the bars.

A tale of lost family: The familiar story of missing clawfeet, as told by the riders who were bonded to them.

Yes, I read that. Do you think there's anything more to it? Do you think that relates to our quest directly, or that it's just a story that's being told and it's a red herring to get all of us away, or something?

I'm not sure what you mean without more context.

Edit: Come to think of it, that could be our next stop. Interview the riders about what happened.

A tale of curios: The local Whitewood Ranch received a shipment of giant spiders for their stables last month, they have a lot of strange and exotic mounts, but who would ride a spider?
DROW

Well, drow in Eberron are not the same drow of other worlds, and notably more fond of scorpions than spiders. But it is a strange coincidence.

What's the preferred diet of clawfoots? Not giant spiders, I reckon?
 






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