The wind blows slowly dislodging a lock of Tommi's hair, which tumbles into his eyes before he brushes it away with his fingers once again. He has been lost in thought unaware if any time has passed.
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D&D 5E (IC) Scourge of Daggerford
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TaranTheWanderer
Legend
| Dr. Morgan Wells Race: Human HP: 32/32 AC: 12/15(Mage Armour) | Pass Perc: 11 Pass Inv: 17 Pass Ins: 11 AR: 1/1 | Spell Slots: 1st [X] [ ][ ] [ ] 2nd [] [] [ ] 3rd [] [ ] [ ] |
| Arcane Ward: 16/16 | Initiative: +2 | Spell Save DC: 15 |
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STR: 10+0
DEX: 14 + 2 CON: 12 + 1 INT: 18+4(+7) WIS: 12 +1(+4) CHA:12 +1 |
Arcana:10
History: 7 Investigation:7 Medicine: 4 Persuasion: 4 Religion: 7 |
Cantrips
Control Flames, Chill touch, Shape water, Shocking grasp Memorized spells 1st Grease, Mage Armour, Shield 2nd Arcane Lock, Invisibility, Web 3rd Clairvoyance, Counterspell, Dispel Magic, Haste, |
Suddenly something occurs to Morgan,
"It might be best if I head out with Titus to meet with Delphin and decode these books. If I can find a Sending scroll and copy it into my spellbook, I'll be able to give you the information I find. I can get in touch with you often to keep you up to date with any new information."
He starts to pack his things and ready to leave with Titus but then pauses again, waffling.
"I think I'd rather clear out those shrines first. I feel like I'd be shirking a responsibility if I just left."
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
The Daggerfordians emerged, hours later, having returned to the Lodge's cellars. They'd destroyed the Altars to Malar, god of the uninhibited Hunt. They'd put the old Phylund Lord's animated corpses back to rest in their tombs, and they'd wiped out the mutated, vicious swarm of oversized rats.
By then they were quite done with the place, and somewhat done with each other. Though they'd formed a bond, their disparate personalities continued to clash, and they found the group splitting apart as they travelled. Some headed westward, to Waterdeep, to consult with the Wizards of Blackstaff Tower. Others stayed when they passed the Floshin Estate to confer with Lord Darfin and his sister Shalendra, who was still recovering from having been under the influence of Sing-Axe.
But a few of the group continued on to Daggerford, to return to the comforts of the familiar. Family and friends were overjoyed to see them. It felt somewhat strange to return. The small city was very nearly unchanged by the events that had occurred around it. But those that had adventured forth to deal with it were deeply changed by the experience.
The "Titan" Sing-Axe's identity and desires were still a mystery to be solved. And what was his connection to Thay? Whether they had moved on to other things or continued to actively pursue the answers, these questions haunted them all.
After some time apart, they began to think of the others, and when the time was right, and with the help of other concerned folks, they put out the word to gather again to solve these mysteries.
By then they were quite done with the place, and somewhat done with each other. Though they'd formed a bond, their disparate personalities continued to clash, and they found the group splitting apart as they travelled. Some headed westward, to Waterdeep, to consult with the Wizards of Blackstaff Tower. Others stayed when they passed the Floshin Estate to confer with Lord Darfin and his sister Shalendra, who was still recovering from having been under the influence of Sing-Axe.
But a few of the group continued on to Daggerford, to return to the comforts of the familiar. Family and friends were overjoyed to see them. It felt somewhat strange to return. The small city was very nearly unchanged by the events that had occurred around it. But those that had adventured forth to deal with it were deeply changed by the experience.
The "Titan" Sing-Axe's identity and desires were still a mystery to be solved. And what was his connection to Thay? Whether they had moved on to other things or continued to actively pursue the answers, these questions haunted them all.
After some time apart, they began to think of the others, and when the time was right, and with the help of other concerned folks, they put out the word to gather again to solve these mysteries.
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