-
NOW LIVE! Into the Woods--new character species, eerie monsters, and haunting villains to populate the woodlands of your D&D games.
Academy of Drell, Part III
- Thread starter Zhure
- Start date
Dalamar
Adventurer
Can we go to sleep now?
I didn't know you could get tired.
I can't, but bored is another thing
Ahh... Mayb we should go to sleep, it has been a long day.
And I couldn't touch even a single girl.
Aw, why do you talk about that kind of stuff all the time?
Well, there is the saying "You miss it, you speak of it", but that doesn't hold true in your case so I think neither does it in my case, we are the same.
I'm not so sure about you...
Sildarin will start to sneak away from everybody else and go to his own room to get some sleep and recover from the feeling of pain he got from Yodwin.
I didn't know you could get tired.
I can't, but bored is another thing
Ahh... Mayb we should go to sleep, it has been a long day.
And I couldn't touch even a single girl.
Aw, why do you talk about that kind of stuff all the time?
Well, there is the saying "You miss it, you speak of it", but that doesn't hold true in your case so I think neither does it in my case, we are the same.
I'm not so sure about you...
Sildarin will start to sneak away from everybody else and go to his own room to get some sleep and recover from the feeling of pain he got from Yodwin.
evileeyore
Mrrrph
Kith flubbes his lines
What the Hell is wrong with those two?
Errmm, what do you mean?
They should be concentrating on the problem at hand, not discussing their sordid soiree.
Why you goin’ all puritanically prudish? Personally I feel you of all people should avoid hanging hopeless hypocritical havoc upon yourself.
Heh, very good I give your abortive attempt of alliterative abolishment over my contemplation of corrective coercion concerning their commission of concupiscent collusion concurrently corrupting the conclusion of our cooperative colloquium, four out of ten.
Grrk, ya know someday you’ll stop bein so smart, an’ I’ll still be able to bite ya.
“Your lame lack of locutius learning leads to long lamentations.”
Everyone turns and stares at Kith. He looks around. His face flushes, and he puts one hand behind his head.
“Sorry, did I say that out loud? I had gotten into an alliterative altercation of abnormal abundance with Turin. Err, see, once I start I just can’t stop… heh.”
D’oh… he-he, what was that about being lame?
Shush you.
“Anyway I really think we should look into this Critter that Rallyn and Victor have cornered. So what about it Arranna? What did it look like?”
Dalamr if you edit the post, check the delete box and click the delete button you can remove the post entirlely
What the Hell is wrong with those two?
Errmm, what do you mean?
They should be concentrating on the problem at hand, not discussing their sordid soiree.
Why you goin’ all puritanically prudish? Personally I feel you of all people should avoid hanging hopeless hypocritical havoc upon yourself.
Heh, very good I give your abortive attempt of alliterative abolishment over my contemplation of corrective coercion concerning their commission of concupiscent collusion concurrently corrupting the conclusion of our cooperative colloquium, four out of ten.
Grrk, ya know someday you’ll stop bein so smart, an’ I’ll still be able to bite ya.
“Your lame lack of locutius learning leads to long lamentations.”
Everyone turns and stares at Kith. He looks around. His face flushes, and he puts one hand behind his head.
“Sorry, did I say that out loud? I had gotten into an alliterative altercation of abnormal abundance with Turin. Err, see, once I start I just can’t stop… heh.”
D’oh… he-he, what was that about being lame?
Shush you.
“Anyway I really think we should look into this Critter that Rallyn and Victor have cornered. So what about it Arranna? What did it look like?”
Dalamr if you edit the post, check the delete box and click the delete button you can remove the post entirlely
Last edited:
Tokiwong
First Post
No need to worry about that for the time being...
Keith flips a coin playfully along his knuckles as he speaks... "I wouldn't mind hearing what you have to say... it might just work whatever it is..."
Keyword being might...
Keith flipped the coin and caught it without looking and then placed a hand on her shoulder, "So what was the idea?" a glimmer of a smile on his lips...
I really should stop looking into her eyes... cause then I start thinking about other... things...
Keith flips a coin playfully along his knuckles as he speaks... "I wouldn't mind hearing what you have to say... it might just work whatever it is..."
Keyword being might...
Keith flipped the coin and caught it without looking and then placed a hand on her shoulder, "So what was the idea?" a glimmer of a smile on his lips...
I really should stop looking into her eyes... cause then I start thinking about other... things...
perivas
First Post
Arana Perivai
Arana adjusts her loaded backpack on her shoulder. As her eyes move from one speaker to the next, her confused expression fades with a silent "Oh" on her lips.
She finally responds to Kith's question with a sidelong glance and speaks generally to the others when answering. "That thing was just floating about doing nothing. Really boring overall. So I left."
She searches the library and then heads to where Maerath is sitting with a big book. She flings her heavy pack onto the table with a heavy thump. Leaning or rather laying on the table with her face but a few feet away from his, she asks, "Need any help with that thing? I tried looking at it earlier but didn't get much out of it. Nonetheless, I'm pretty good at languages, you know."
She digs back into her mind for any tales regarding Giants or Jotunland. Bardic Knowledge: Giants 6 + 2 int + 3 levels + 3 feat = 14; Jotunland = 9 + 2 int + 3 levels + 3 feat = 17
Arana adjusts her loaded backpack on her shoulder. As her eyes move from one speaker to the next, her confused expression fades with a silent "Oh" on her lips.
She finally responds to Kith's question with a sidelong glance and speaks generally to the others when answering. "That thing was just floating about doing nothing. Really boring overall. So I left."
She searches the library and then heads to where Maerath is sitting with a big book. She flings her heavy pack onto the table with a heavy thump. Leaning or rather laying on the table with her face but a few feet away from his, she asks, "Need any help with that thing? I tried looking at it earlier but didn't get much out of it. Nonetheless, I'm pretty good at languages, you know."
She digs back into her mind for any tales regarding Giants or Jotunland. Bardic Knowledge: Giants 6 + 2 int + 3 levels + 3 feat = 14; Jotunland = 9 + 2 int + 3 levels + 3 feat = 17
Last edited:
poilbrun
Explorer
"The best thing we could do, I believe, is to find a magical spell that would help me understand this book. Now, I'm going to my bed, and tomorrow, I'll go and see if I can find either a scroll containing such a spell, or a wizard who has such a spell in his spellbook so that I can copy it in mine and cast it to understand the book... Anyway, I have to get some sleep now, especially if I'll have to study a new spell tomorrow."
Maerath then picks up the book and heads out of the library, going straight to his room to get some sleep.
The next day, Maerath memorizes several Read Magic spells (in case he has to decipher a spellbook to learn a spell) and will try to find a scroll of Comprehend Languages or a wizard who has a spellbook containing the spell and would agree to my copying it (I'm willing to pay, of course).
Maerath then picks up the book and heads out of the library, going straight to his room to get some sleep.
The next day, Maerath memorizes several Read Magic spells (in case he has to decipher a spellbook to learn a spell) and will try to find a scroll of Comprehend Languages or a wizard who has a spellbook containing the spell and would agree to my copying it (I'm willing to pay, of course).
Zhure
First Post
Preparations for the morn, and Rallyn's oops
Keith bids goodnight to Yodwin, who appears to have drifted off asleep sitting upright on his spartan bed.
Serbanas also leaves. "I bid you all a fair night. I will try to repair what's left of my evening and perhaps meditate on a few things."
He strides firmly out of the library, looking neither left nor right, and walks toward the elaborate cottage-cum-smithty he lives in.
Charlotte leaves as well, asking Keith for a clarification of what happened. He sums it up succinctly. She then suggests talking to Coles right away, rahter than in the morning.
Kith mentally receives a brief conversation from Turin, about the flying manta-ray creature.
"It's got no scent at all, boss" Turin remarks.
Sildarin starts to sneak off, to try to get some sleep and rest after healing Yodwin.
Arana returns to the library, where Maerath is still trying to decipher the contents of the mysterious book of Xargon.
Arana knows from her studies that the Giants of Jotunland were said to be the original inhabitants of the entire land of the Empire, but were driven out ten thousand years ago. According to these same legends, when Kazak united the Empire two thousand years ago, he was said to have launched an expedition to Jotunland, the far frozen land to which the giants were banished. One hundred heroes were sent but none returned. Some claim that the cream of the Imperial Guard are still called "The Centurions" to indicate they are as skilled as the century of heroes Kazak entrusted on this mission.
Arana offers to help Maerath figure out the contents of the book.
Maerath scoops up the book and decides to go to bed as well. With a refreshed mind he will try to prepare more appropriate spells for gleaning more information from the book of Xargon.
*************
Meanwhile, Rallyn crouches low and gathers himself, waiting for some kind of breeze or wind, waiting to pounce on the flapping mysterious creature.
He slides toward the edge of a tree, using it for cover, then pounces just as it turns around the stately pine.
I presume you intend to grapple; it either wasn't clear or I'm being muddle-headed. If not, we'll rewrite this bit.
He leaps gracefully through the air, despite his small size, making a prodigious leap, arms outstretched -- and flies right through the creature. He should've at least been able to knock it from its course!
Initiative (for those outside or who could conceivably be nearby); this will probably be a brief combat
Keith bids goodnight to Yodwin, who appears to have drifted off asleep sitting upright on his spartan bed.
Serbanas also leaves. "I bid you all a fair night. I will try to repair what's left of my evening and perhaps meditate on a few things."
He strides firmly out of the library, looking neither left nor right, and walks toward the elaborate cottage-cum-smithty he lives in.
Charlotte leaves as well, asking Keith for a clarification of what happened. He sums it up succinctly. She then suggests talking to Coles right away, rahter than in the morning.
Kith mentally receives a brief conversation from Turin, about the flying manta-ray creature.
"It's got no scent at all, boss" Turin remarks.
Sildarin starts to sneak off, to try to get some sleep and rest after healing Yodwin.
Arana returns to the library, where Maerath is still trying to decipher the contents of the mysterious book of Xargon.
Arana knows from her studies that the Giants of Jotunland were said to be the original inhabitants of the entire land of the Empire, but were driven out ten thousand years ago. According to these same legends, when Kazak united the Empire two thousand years ago, he was said to have launched an expedition to Jotunland, the far frozen land to which the giants were banished. One hundred heroes were sent but none returned. Some claim that the cream of the Imperial Guard are still called "The Centurions" to indicate they are as skilled as the century of heroes Kazak entrusted on this mission.
Arana offers to help Maerath figure out the contents of the book.
Maerath scoops up the book and decides to go to bed as well. With a refreshed mind he will try to prepare more appropriate spells for gleaning more information from the book of Xargon.
*************
Meanwhile, Rallyn crouches low and gathers himself, waiting for some kind of breeze or wind, waiting to pounce on the flapping mysterious creature.
He slides toward the edge of a tree, using it for cover, then pounces just as it turns around the stately pine.
I presume you intend to grapple; it either wasn't clear or I'm being muddle-headed. If not, we'll rewrite this bit.
He leaps gracefully through the air, despite his small size, making a prodigious leap, arms outstretched -- and flies right through the creature. He should've at least been able to knock it from its course!
Initiative (for those outside or who could conceivably be nearby); this will probably be a brief combat
perivas
First Post
Arana Perivai
As Maerath tries to leave, Arana grabs his arm with a firm hand to stop him. In a low voice, she tells him, "Maybe you should get one of the other boys to sleep in your room, since you're talking that book with you. It's probably safer that way. One never knows of the unexpected danger." She then releases his arm.
She stretches, moans her satisfaction with her stretching and announces to everyone, "Well, I'm tired. To bed, it is. Come on, Fian." She scoops up her cat onto her shoulder and proceeds to leave the library, all the while kissing her cat and rubbing her face against its fur. "You're so cute, Fian. I love you, baby. Are you hungry? Let's see if I have some yummy left for you...."
She proceeds to her room, thinking about the next course of action.
[color=sky blue]OOC: Are there any magical instructors left at the Academy at this time of year, from whom we could obtain a comprehend languages spell? Is there any wizards in the nearby town, from whom we could obtain the said spell? Is there a linguistics master at the Academy left? Is there a linguistic sage in the town nearby?[/color]
As Maerath tries to leave, Arana grabs his arm with a firm hand to stop him. In a low voice, she tells him, "Maybe you should get one of the other boys to sleep in your room, since you're talking that book with you. It's probably safer that way. One never knows of the unexpected danger." She then releases his arm.
She stretches, moans her satisfaction with her stretching and announces to everyone, "Well, I'm tired. To bed, it is. Come on, Fian." She scoops up her cat onto her shoulder and proceeds to leave the library, all the while kissing her cat and rubbing her face against its fur. "You're so cute, Fian. I love you, baby. Are you hungry? Let's see if I have some yummy left for you...."
She proceeds to her room, thinking about the next course of action.
[color=sky blue]OOC: Are there any magical instructors left at the Academy at this time of year, from whom we could obtain a comprehend languages spell? Is there any wizards in the nearby town, from whom we could obtain the said spell? Is there a linguistics master at the Academy left? Is there a linguistic sage in the town nearby?[/color]
Lichtenhart
First Post
Victor rushes forward as Rallyn jumps, hoping to flank the manta ray-shaped creature, trying to clear his mind like his father taught him. His sword swings across the air in an upward motion, as he prepares for next blow.
Init 4+1=5 Atk 9+4=13(+2?) Dmg 4
Init 4+1=5 Atk 9+4=13(+2?) Dmg 4