D&D 5E (IC) Fitz's Folly
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Rodrigo's eyes widened - if these creatures had the power to freeze that enormous dinosaur solid... not to be trifled with. Clearly they were some sort of nature spirit... and clearly he was out of his element. He slowly backed away.
"Weed, go get Qawasha!" he said in a low voice, aiming at the strange plant-creature.
edit: OOC: I don't know if Rodrigo will be "allowed" to back away in peace and report to the party or not. If so, he will inform them of the fantastic sight he's just seen. If not well... we'll see what happens!
"Weed, go get Qawasha!" he said in a low voice, aiming at the strange plant-creature.
edit: OOC: I don't know if Rodrigo will be "allowed" to back away in peace and report to the party or not. If so, he will inform them of the fantastic sight he's just seen. If not well... we'll see what happens!
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Qawasha came as quickly as he could when he heard what Rodrigo had discovered. He said excitedly, "My friends, we are very blessed this day! You have found not one, but two Chwinga!"
The little fey creatures appeared cautious when Qawasha approached them with his hands open, unarmed. He produced a trinket from his pocket and knelt in the snow, offering it to the little creatures. One came forward slowly and inspected the trinket (a little glass frog).
It was only after the creature had taken the trinket - carrying it with both hands and handing it to the other to look at - that Qawasha took notice of the frozen beast. He turned to Rodrigo, "That is a curious sight indeed. As is this white substance. So very cold. This is nothing like I would expect of the Chwinga. Perhaps they too stumbled upon this scene just as we have."
The little fey creatures appeared cautious when Qawasha approached them with his hands open, unarmed. He produced a trinket from his pocket and knelt in the snow, offering it to the little creatures. One came forward slowly and inspected the trinket (a little glass frog).
It was only after the creature had taken the trinket - carrying it with both hands and handing it to the other to look at - that Qawasha took notice of the frozen beast. He turned to Rodrigo, "That is a curious sight indeed. As is this white substance. So very cold. This is nothing like I would expect of the Chwinga. Perhaps they too stumbled upon this scene just as we have."
Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Rodrigo blinked at the druid.
"ah... it is snow. When it is very cold, rain freezes in the air and forms these little white crystals. It's a common phenomenon in the north - every winter in Waterdeep. I too was fascinated by it when I first saw it too! But it gets ... wearisome when it's month of it on end with stinging winds.
But here, in Chult... here it does not belong. Are these forest spirits friendly? Could they tell us what happened here? I am afraid I have no proper gift..."
He turned to the others, signaling them to come forward... slowly.
"ah... it is snow. When it is very cold, rain freezes in the air and forms these little white crystals. It's a common phenomenon in the north - every winter in Waterdeep. I too was fascinated by it when I first saw it too! But it gets ... wearisome when it's month of it on end with stinging winds.
But here, in Chult... here it does not belong. Are these forest spirits friendly? Could they tell us what happened here? I am afraid I have no proper gift..."
He turned to the others, signaling them to come forward... slowly.
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Dellrak tromped through the jungle until he came within a foot of the snow covered ground. He watched the exchange between the fey and the druid with caution, and then just as slowly he bent down to grab up a handful of snow.
Reaching behind him he stuck the snow down through the neck of his arm to let it slowly melt down his back.
"Ahhhh."
Reaching behind him he stuck the snow down through the neck of his arm to let it slowly melt down his back.
"Ahhhh."
Miss Imogen lowers her bow ad slings it overher shoulder. As she approaches, she feels a chill, but keeps her eyes low, and her open alms facing upwards.
"Greetings, small ones," she says with a courtesy. Her Elvish is accented, but it seems more appropriate language to address these creatures. "We do not mean to intrude, but offer our help to you freely. We would know if you are safe, or if there is aught that we can provide. We do not know the cause of this frost; we were following tracks of others, our size, that would have passed here recently. We mean no trespass, but would listen to anything you might tell us"
Miss Imogen speaks softly and respectfully, and she hopes it is appropriate.
"Greetings, small ones," she says with a courtesy. Her Elvish is accented, but it seems more appropriate language to address these creatures. "We do not mean to intrude, but offer our help to you freely. We would know if you are safe, or if there is aught that we can provide. We do not know the cause of this frost; we were following tracks of others, our size, that would have passed here recently. We mean no trespass, but would listen to anything you might tell us"
Miss Imogen speaks softly and respectfully, and she hopes it is appropriate.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
When Dellrak arrived, the Chwinga suddenly disappeared.. Qawasha turned to the dwarf and frowned, but they reappeared as Miss Imogen arrived. With her practiced poise, she held very still as one curiously approached her and scampered up her to arrive on her shoulder. It fiddled with the clasp that held her hair in place.
"I do not know if they understand you" Qawasha said quietly, afraid to scare them off, "But it is my experience that they do not speak."
"I do not know if they understand you" Qawasha said quietly, afraid to scare them off, "But it is my experience that they do not speak."
"They understand me fine," says Miss Imogen as a strand of hair falls over her face, dislodged from where she had put it that morning. Her voice is quiet, and her body still.
If they unbuckle the hair clasp, she is content for them to take it away as a prize. For now, she simply holds still and smiles.
If they unbuckle the hair clasp, she is content for them to take it away as a prize. For now, she simply holds still and smiles.
Fradak
Explorer
Releasing the grasp on his flail, Chrysagon came forward, looking over the shoulders of Miss Imogen. His Devine Sens didn't warn him against those creatures.
The Paladin was not really into those nature things, so he asked, "Ask them about the Soulmonger..."
"What?", he replied as everyone looked at him oddly.
The Paladin was not really into those nature things, so he asked, "Ask them about the Soulmonger..."
"What?", he replied as everyone looked at him oddly.
