Academy of Drell, Part 7

[Dalamar]

"Speaking of your work... you wouldn't have any... extra arrows... I didn't really dare to use them... in case I ran out and a situation which really called for them... came up..."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Charlotte sighs. "Then get to reading it. We'll probably have a few days, at least... and get someone else to get you food and drink, I'm not about to. Besides, if you spill anything on that book..."

 

[Jarval]

"Who knows, perhaps milk is it's one true weakness?" Mortimer jokes. "Spill one drop upon it, and it vanishes in a puff of dairy-scented smoke."

 

[Zhure]

Serbanas gestures at a quiver sitting in the corner near the door. "I recently refletched those," the half-orc says. "I lost quite a few during that ugly business with the northern tribes a few days back. Since the Crimson Guard has swamped this place, I suspect I won't have a great need of quite so many now. I would've made something nicer but I thought I might be pressed for time."

The quiver holds a dozen arrows suitable for a longbow, with goose- fletching and wicked looking barbed arrowheads.

"I take it my gifts were adequate for your endeavors?"

They are masterwork arrows.


* * * * *
In the Library things continue apace. Lyrique diligently begins the laborous process of deciphering the manuscript as the rest set out to restore order.

Decipher Script seems to reveal nothing. The text is completely unintelligible. Perhaps a different skill...?

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Use Magic Device roll 16+13=29

 

[Dalamar]

Sildarin takes some of the new arrows from the quiver and puts them to the one already at his side to make a full twenty arrows at the ready. He then proceeds to fasten the rest of them to his backpack, making sure they'll stay put.
"Yes, they did... luckily I didn't need the modification you did to my rapier..."

 

[Zhure]

Serbanas smiles at Sildarin's words. "Aye, it's always better to engage at a distance if you can. Sort of limits the nasty things they can do to you. When I must fight, I prefer to settle it up close, but I usually only fight if it's personal."

The half-orc looks at the glowing metal. "I'm afraid I have to concentrate on folding this properly, or it'll be ruined. Sorry I can't be a better host."

* * * * *

Lyrique tries to sing to the book, but it reveals nothing of its nature.

Treating it as deciphering a scroll, the DC was higher than 29

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Lyrique tries to sing to the book, but it reveals nothing of its nature.

Treating it as deciphering a scroll, the DC was higher than 29

Is this something I can take 20 on?

 

[Dalamar]

"No worries... I think I'll go see what the others are doing... And get some rest..."
Saying that, Sildarin waves farewell to the half-orc and goes out.

OoC: What time of the day is it?

 

[Zhure]

Is this something I can take 20 on?

Not on UMD. There is another option for deciphering it, even without going to another character ....

OoC: What time of the day is it?

About an hour until sunset.
* * * * *
Serbanas waves fondly, clearly distracted by the heated metal in front of him.

Sildarin arrives at the library in just a few short minutes to find the rest of his friends already there.