D&D 5E [IC] Creamsteak's Princes of Elemental Evil

[CanadienneBacon]

Dent stalked over and put the tip of his longsword through the throat of the sleeping monk, killing him. Satisfied the monk was dead, Dent turned to Carradoc, "Any others need snuffing?"

 

[Creamsteak]

Dent executes the monk. The gnome doesn't even wince as a few flecks of blood land on his robes, a happy smile on his face.

 

[River Song]

"How do we close this portal you mentioned?" Kubeba asks as he uses the shirt off the now dead monk to clean his blade. "Good work by the way everyone, nothing like a nice bloody battle to loosen up the muscles."

 

[Creamsteak]

"No idea. She did use the weapon to open it. Maybe you just chuck it back in?"

 

[Kobold Stew]

Carradoc nods to Dent, "Thanks, friend. I've missed you." He wipes blood from his chin.

 

[Creamsteak]

The gnome takes a look at your groups faces. "Well thanks again. I'll be on my way then. I think I can get out of here just fine. See you under better circumstances some time! Oh, and in the pyramid on the upper level... I think that map can be used as a teleportation circle if any of you know that trick. Good luck murdering all these cultists or whatever it is you're doing. Tally-ho."

He starts to meander back towards the pyramid.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Dent moved to physically block the gnome's departure. "Stay a while, friend." His voice was a low a hiss, a whispered threat.

OOC: Can you roll Intimidate for Dent, please? I think the check goes at a +7, but am not positive (and can't easily check until I'm out of this infernal meeting).

 

[Creamsteak]

The gnome pauses and looks at Dent, a little ruffled. He scratches his chin and more flakes of whatever it is come off.

"You weren't at the temple were you? Or somehow I didn't see you? You know, I made sure not to interfere in any way that would swing things one way or another. I just wanted to be on the winning side, and I intend to stay on the winning side. That's you and your friends, this time at least. Is there something else you need from me?"

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Dent peered down at the little gnome. He flexed his shoulders with menace, then angled himself forward to further prevent the gnome's escape. "I didn't catch your name. Who are you?" Dent waited for the creature to respond. Then, dark eyes glittering with ill intent, he offered, "Your skin's a bit odd. Looks like a rash, what with it peeling. Maybe you're in want of a medic? Maighan could help you. Or me. I think I know just the thing." Dent adjusted his grip on his longsword, which was still bloody from slaying the monk.

OOC: Probably need to pause here to let the others help out. [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION], [MENTION=15132]Steve Gorak[/MENTION], [MENTION=6805147]River Song[/MENTION], [MENTION=23484]Kobold Stew[/MENTION], [MENTION=6855130]Jago[/MENTION]. The gnome's about to bolt, but I don't think we want that. Dent will won't just sit idly by and let gnome flee, [MENTION=552]Creamsteak[/MENTION], at least not right now.

 

[Creamsteak]

Once again donning his smile, the gnome answers, seemingly rehearsed, "I go by Plugger Spazzring of the Lantan Spazzrings. A mixologist by day, barman by night. Aye, tis a rash. Some kind of accident in Lantan. Something about a spellplague. Awful stuff, really. Left a lot of us like this. Skin flakes off, lots of sores, easily infected. I'm afraid there's no known cure, magical or otherwise. I saved the secrets of my families advanced brewing technology and I intend to bring the greatest advancements to the ale, wine, and distilled beverage department in your local taproom. Tis my gift to the world!"