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5E (IC) Rise of the Dracolich

tglassy

Explorer
Primus holds his hand to his temple for a moment, casting his thoughts out into the Noosphere, the semi plain of thought that all thoughts looked into once they left a person’s mind. He searched for the Draconic Language, and found it easily enough. Many ancient creatures speak it, after all.

He filled himself with the knowledge of Draconic, then opened his eyes and stepped forward.

“I speak Draconic,” he said. He could have just used telepathy to talk to the Queen, as that transcends language, but he didn’t want to risk setting them off. “Tell me what to ask, and I’ll ask it.”

He gives the Queen a greeting in Draconic.

OOC: Apparently, when I change my Focus to Nomadic Mind, I can pick any language and learn it until I focus on something else. So...Bonus Action to change my Focus to Nomadic Mind and learn Draconic.
 

gargoyleking

Explorer
Mord starts slightly as Primus steps in. He wasn't really expecting to hear from him, but then he relaxes and nods.

He glances back to the queen and contemplates for a moment, looking to the wall as well.

"She is interested in recording the history of this place, I believe that is the gist of what Loklafd said. Ask if she would like to hear our tale thus far, and once we have completed our mission. So that she can record it for posterity. This in trade for offering us a guarded place in which we can rest for a bit. Probabbly more than once. Offer her a grand tale, and freedom from the tyranny of this dragon should we succeed."
 

FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
Sesto had been unable to understand any off the toad's strange scratching, though it appeared to him to be a lot of recorded information. When he spoke the language of the trolls to the toad queen, she replied to him in that tongue, "I speak small of it, but no like to. Trolls be brutes. Unworthy of talks. Know nothing of ice."
 

FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
When Primus stepped forward and Mord instructed him on what to say, she replied, first to the greeting and then to the rest, "Thou art welcome here, if thou meanest no danger to myself nor my kin. Though but humble toads we may be, our ambition is unmatched. As I yearned to explain to thine ice-hunter guide, We record for posterity the shapes, sizes, locations, and seasonal changes of the Ice formations that surround us all. Indeed, we make note of the comings and goings of outsiders, the arrivals of thine ships and their wrecks, and much else besides. We would be overjoyed to hear thy tale."
 

gargoyleking

Explorer
Mord smiled congenially as Pyrus translated the speech back to him. "In that case, shall we sit for some time that we might tell you our story and what we have witnessed of the ice? I can even show you images of some of what we have witnessed, should that strike please your highness."

To speed things along, I'll assume that she agrees to this. Mord will tell the story through Primus while, if and only if it's allowed, using Minor image to create scenes in miniature of some of the things he himself has witnessed. Especially the ice berg and the battle with the wights and giant skelly. And also, the current state of the ship and village (including dining hall), and the ship they came on. He also takes requests, so long as responding to them doesn't interfere with the rest period. Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to learn about anything they might know about our missing wizard, horn and the dragon that they might be willing to tell us about.
 

Ancalagon

Dusty Dragon
Kalorn smiled to the group - he wasn't sure what was being said, but he could tell that the tone had turned friendlier. Sill, he kept Sooty watching the rear. You never could be too careful.
 

FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
Alhana's mind wandered as Primus told the tale of their journey to the toad queen. She found herself listening to the rhythmic sounds of the toad workers in the chamber above as they scratched and chiseled at the Ice. She noticed that she could sense a vast deep creaking from the berg itself - even with it's enormous size the berg shifted regularly. As Primus tale wound towards it's end, with More and Lorenn adding comments and the toad queen asking questions, Alhana noticed a new sound echoing from the chamber above. It was far away and had not yet disturbed anyone else, but the worker toads had stopped and were speaking rapidly in high-pitchhed croaks to someone who yelled in a deep raspy rumble.
 

Ancalagon

Dusty Dragon
"I'm on it" answered Kalorn, nodding back sharply. He hadn't been paying attention! He mentally ordered Sooty to go see what was going on. "Let us hope it's not the wyrm".

Edit: He hoped it wasn't the dragon... but he felt a little more confident than earlier. The eldritch strength from the demon leg waned quickly, but so it returned too. Plus he always seemed to heal quickly - perhaps an after effect of all these trolls he had killed? He locked eyes with Mord - he hoped that he too regained his powers quickly. Sesto... he remembered his training, he knew that priests, like wizards, needed to sleep overnight. Primus? Who knew! Had Lorenn kept anthing in reserve? He gritted his teeth.

OOC: spend 1 hit dice healing:
hitdice healing while talking to toad people: 1D8+2 = [8]+2 = 10


Kalorn of Mulmaster, the cursed sell-sword (Fighter(eldrich knight) 3/Warlock(hexblade) 5; alt-human, soldier)
HP: 63/63, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 7/7
AC: 16 Temp AC:
Passive Perception 15
Saves: Str: +5, Dex: -1, Con: +5,2Int: +0 , Wis: +2, Cha: +3
Warlock slots remaining = 1/2. EK slots remaining = 2/2
Action surge = 1/1. Second wind = 1/1, hexblade curse = 1/1
Potions of healing remaining: 6
 
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FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
Sooty flew up the passage that connected the ice-toad throne room to their work chamber. At the main enterance four heavily armed and armored ice trolls were forcing their way past the toad guards. The toad labourers had stopped working and were watching the scene, while a few of the less brave were retreating into corners and cubbies. One was hopping past Sooty on its way to inform the Queen.
 

Ancalagon

Dusty Dragon
"Trolls" barked Kalorn. "Well armed and armored. 4 of them, big".

He turned around, facing away from the queen and drew the Nail - he wished he had time to attune to the giant slaying sword, but it would take a full night. The Nail would do - it always had. He fell into the Ox guard.

"Mord, inquire if the Queen would like being rid of these troublesome trolls"

In a lower tone he added: "I may do something that will cause a great visual disturbance. When I tell you to ward you eyes, do so. If it works, the trolls will be stunned. Only attack one of them at a time, let the others remained stunned"
 

gargoyleking

Explorer
Mord had just finished creating an image of Dretchroyaster in miniature complete with a tiny Terrus heroically ripping the crystal staff from the dracolich's grip. It was the finale of their previous adventure and mord was glad that they were nearly at an end. The magic entailed had been of little concern to him, in fact he'd felt his energy slowly coming back to him. But the storytelling was tiring in another way. Not least of which the delay due to having to be translated by Pyrus. Though he suspected the psychic already had the entire story in his head. Possibly from multiple angles.

The noise didn't really rouse Mord, he was almost in a trance in a way, and it took Kalorn's warning of trolls to break him out of it. Standing, he gave Primis a confirming nod to pass the offer and then turned to assist should battle ensue.
 

Prickly Pear

Explorer
Sesto turned to the noise too. He let his mace hang lazily at his side while walked towards the cave entrance. It was possible best to let the Queen do the talking but be ready if the Trolls came with ill-natured intentions. At least he would able to understand these creatures.
And, as always, there was never enough time for a proper rest and to feel refreshed. Well, good old Lifebender will do for now, he thought and shifted his grip on the beloved mace.

Sesto, Cleric of Lathander (Level 8)
HP: 55/59, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 0
AC: 18 (with shield)
Passive Perception 15
Saving throws: Str: +2, Dex: +1, Con: +2, Int: +0 , Wis: +8, Cha: +2
Spell slots remaining; lvl1: 0/4, lvl2; 0/3, lvl3: 0/3, lvl4: 0/2
Advantage on saves vs spells and other magical effects (Spellguard Shield)
Disadvantage on stealth (Chain Mail)
Potions of Healing remaining: 3
Potions of Vitality remaining: 2
Vial of Acid remaining: 2
Vial of Antitoxin remaining: 2
Flask of Holy Water remaining: 2
Flask of Oil remaining: 2
Potion of Water Breathing remaining: 1
Scroll of Water Walk remaining: 1
 
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FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
In the work-chamber, the four trolls were bullying the toad guards. They were not actively harming anyone, but they were pushing their way in against the toad's protest, and one of the trolls was yelling (in the lowest troll dialect of the Giant language), "Way be deez ootsidahs dat kilt me bruddahs? Brungem forth! Eye be smasheen anybods ud geddin me way. Coom bruddahs! Deez toads aen gots da stuff ta stoppus!"
 

Prickly Pear

Explorer
It sounds like they are looking for us, Sesto translated to the group. And they are looking to avenge their friends, he added with a chill in his voice.
What shall we do? Taking the fight in here will jeopardise the toad people and put them in an unnecessary risk.
Primus, ask the Queen if she wants to handle this… and if there is a back door we could sneak out of!
 

Prickly Pear

Explorer
Sesto realised that his zombie kobolds were still in the other chamber. He hadn’t given them any other instructions then to sit in the corner and wait for him. Hmmm, he would need to utilise them better as guards and lookouts in the future! But for now, they would be better suited to stay where they were and attack from the back, if necessary.
 

gargoyleking

Explorer
"Best to offer them a challenge in another area. If we sneak out it may damage our relations with the toads, we don't need another enemy. How about the chamber with the frozen giants?"
 

FitzTheRuke

Adventurer
Queen Marfulb told Primus that she was happy to support any plan that would protect her people from the troll's wrath. She also added that the trolls were aggressive, but it was not impossible to reason with them, form a bargain, or to trick them, if necessary. She called out to her people in a loud CROAK which echoed up the corridor and informed her guards to stand down and her workers to retreat to the corners of the work chamber.

She chose to remain where she was, but she thanked them for their tale and promised to discuss matters further later, should it be possible. A few toads, which may have been her personal guards, or perhaps her husbands, helped the less sure-footed of Imani's Agents up the slippery and winding path from the 'throne' room to the work chamber, where they could see the trolls for themselves.
 

Prickly Pear

Explorer
Let's try diplomacy first, Sesto told Mord with a meaningful look, we don't need to kill everything, right?

Sesto was grateful for a leg-up the slippery slope, the descend had been a little embarrassing...
He saw four large trolls composing themselves as the toad guards withdrew. Sesto walked up, mace in his left hand and lifted his right hand in a greeting. He said loudly in what he hoped was an authoritative voice: Salutations, Great Warriors! I Believe It Is Us You Have Been Looking For. Sesto paused a moment to see their reaction. He only saw puzzled looks. His language skills in Giant was a little rusty but he thought the words he delivered had the right meaning. Sesto continued: If You Seek To Avenge Your Friends Then I Hope That You Will Reconsider. Your Friends Were Foolish And Attacked Us. For That They Paid The Ultimate Price And Are No Longer With You. A short pause the ensure the words had sunk into the brutes' thick skulls and then he continued: Leave Now And We Shall All Happily See The Arrival Of Tomorrow Without Any Sorrow.

OOC: Pursuasion check: 1D20+2 = [3]+2 = 5
Poorly concealed intimidation check: 1D20-1 = [5]-1 = 4
And that's why Sesto usually keeps his mouth shut!!!
 

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