D&D 5E 5e Halcyon Academy

[Azurewraith]

Mim steadies his weapon at the munchkin as he eyes her intently.

OOC: Nature[roll0] Insight [roll1]

 

[KahlessNestor]

The Academy/Woods
Late Fall/Afternoon
Round 0

"Asherah, there was something up in the trees above you. It was quick and small and travelled parallel with us toward the spring. Did you notice it and recognize it as something benign? Or it is something we need to be wary of?” Quentin asked.

“I didn’t see anything,” Asherah admitted.

Asherah yelped in surprise as vines grew up and wrapped around her, but she managed to tug free.

Strength check: 1D20 = [17] = 17

Asherah spotted the odd lights up ahead and stepped gingerly through the overgrowth as the rest freed the others.

"Fire, we need fire, plants burn," Mim yelled.

“I can help,” Asherah said. She ignited the head of her spear, but she was very careful with the flames for now, only having them ready if they needed it. They didn’t need to set the forest on fire.

They made their way to the spring, and it looked perfectly fine and healthy. “What is this?” She knelt down and cupped a bit of water in her hands.

A diminutive woman appeared behind them dressed in flower petals. Asherah put out the flames on her spear as she studied the creature.

Insight check: 1D20+2 = [4]+2 = 6
Nature check: 1D20 = [3] = 3

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Action:
Move:
Concentration:
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[sblock=Ministats]
HP: 6/6
AC: 12
Unarmed: +1 1 B
Claws: +1 1d4 S
Flametongue Spear: +1 1d6/d8+1/P+1d6 fire 20/60
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[Greenmtn]

Zivar turns back to the group. "The spring is beautiful no sign of dama... ge" He tilts his head in curiosity at the little woman. "Oh.. um.. Hello." He says sheepishly. Inside he is conflicted, looking at a seemingly harmless, unarmed, little woman and realizing
at the same time that it is entirely possible that this is the one that caused the vines to grab him earlier.

OOC: Insight [roll0] Nature [roll1]

 

[Charwoman Gene]

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[Charwoman Gene]

"So, are you the reason the old priest keeps running into trouble when he comes down here?", asks Dariana.

 

[MetaVoid]

"Thank you for showing yourself. We mean you no harm. We would like to know why you're preventing that old hermit from coming here? And is there anything we might do to make you reconsider?" asks Quentin among the rest of the questions

 

[tglassy]

OOC: Sorry peoples! I've been sick somewhat awfully this week. Time to move forward! Quentin needs to reroll his Nature Check. He got the math wrong on the site, by adding a + inbetween the "d" and the "20" Unless that gets high enough, everyone failed their Nature check.

[sblock=Quentin and Mim]
She is frustrated, but almost in a pouty sort of way. Like she didn't get something she wanted, or something didn't happen the way she wanted. She almost looks like a pouty teenager, doing something because she was told to, but not happy about it. You can ascertain that she tried something, and it didn't work, and now she's forced to show herself.[/sblock]

"Galni ma Sylvani?" the small woman said, her tone carrying all the impetuousness of a teenager.

 

[Azurewraith]

Mim cocks his head and repeats the words back at her not moving his crossbow.

OOC: Don't worry bout it we all get ill part of being human, hope your better

 

[tglassy]

OOC: Also, Asherah feels a warm, soothing energy in the water as her hand touches it.

She looks at Mim and smirks, "Hi, siel ma?," she asked in a mocking tone.

 

[Azurewraith]

Mim wiggles his weapon at the women "Less of the tone. The fountain is pure the old man had us on, we should return and claim our reward."