D&D 5E [IC] The New World (Volo Monsters)

[Shayuri]

"You're not merchants," Saashala says as she goes to join the human and the others. "Not guards. Brigands then, yes? Waiting here for a caravan to attack?"

She doesn't look at the man, but warms her hands over the fire, waiting to see what his reaction is.

 

[ammulder]

OOC: Well, first things first, is Karok going to allow him to walk over, or cut him down when he doesn't crawl? Also, do you relight the fire? Moon Moon had put it out during the fight.

 

[tglassy]

OOC: Nah, Karok won't kill him, but he did decide this guy definitely won't survive this encounter, regardless of what he does or says. He doesn't say that, or give that impression, though. He'll just kill the guy when they've gotten everything they can out of him.

 

[JustinCase]

Ripnek sees there is no more immediate danger and uses his sword to messily remove the heads of the two slain humans.

OOC: That should take him some time. And before anyone asks, it's a religious thing for bugbears. Nasty buggers.

 

[TallIan]

Nert Muchshredder

Deciding he had found as many arrows as he was going to, Nert sets about looting the camp site and the bodies.

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HP: 12/12
Passive perception: 14

Abilities: Fury of the small 1/1 short rest
Arrows: 19
Rations: 8
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[ammulder]

Making it back to the unlit fire pit, the guy feels around a bit as if to settle back on the flat, smooth rock where he had been sitting to begin with.

Then he notices the corpse next to it, and shudders. Then Ripnek comes over for his religious observations, and...

B1 hurriedly scootches over to the other side of the fire pit, and then noisily vomits into it.

Assuming Saashala will be a little patient with him, he eventually wipes his mouth on a sleeve and answers, shakily. "Caravan."

About that time Nert comes across a paper among the packs and weapons at the site -- just like one you've seen before. An order for supplies from the Two Bridges Trading Company to the mines.

B1 continues: "Some idiot digging in the mountains."

He pauses.

"You're with them, then?" He looks around, his glance encompassing all of you. "Not all just here to hunt for dinner?"

OOC: Nert, there are three bodies (B2, B3, B5). They all have leather armor, scimitars, and light crossbows, though clearly mismatched. You collect 10 GP worth of mixed coinage from the three, most of it on B5. All together you come up with two knives, a bedroll, a backpack, a mess kit, three belt pouches, about half a Thieves' Kit (50/50 chance it doesn't count as improvised tools), 30' of rope, and a large green tooth on a cord to be worn around the neck -- the tooth itself is about the length of your finger and the tip, once sharp, has been rubbed smooth. That doesn't include anything on B1 at the moment -- you'll have to say if you're going to search him.

 

[Creamsteak]

The kobold saunters over and only responds, "You no take candle."

His non-sequitur stated, he finds his doggy and brings it over so he can pet it. To it, he mutters, "No, I not know what's going on any better than you."

 

[KahlessNestor]

Drutha Keldret, Hobgoblin Fighter
Forest
Night/7 PM
Round 0

Drutha leaned on her glaive and stared at the human. “We’re with whom?” she asked the brigand. “We are aware the caravan is coming through here, yes,” she said. “And what do you know about this hill and what is inside of it?”

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AC: 17 (chainmail, defensive fighting style)
HP: 2/13 HD: 1/1d10
Saving Face (1/R)
Second Wind (1/R)*
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[ammulder]

"She's with you. That whole 'Save me from the monsters' thing was a heap of dung."

He pauses a moment. "What do you mean inside the hill?" He looks at the steep edge near where you're gathered, and the two mounds stretching around to either side, seeming confused. "It's just our camp."

 

[KahlessNestor]

Drutha Keldret, Hobgoblin Fighter
Forest
Night/7:01 PM
Round 0

Drutha shook her head. “I found some sort of stairs up top, heading down inside. Some weird magical darkness inside, too,” she told the bandit. “Fell through some damn covering over it.”

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AC: 17 (chainmail, defensive fighting style)
HP: 2/13 HD: 1/1d10
Saving Face (1/R)
Second Wind (1/R)*
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