FitzTheRuke
Legend
A quick sudden pull and the lock breaks off the large chest. In it, Terrus finds 20 new black-and-red Tabbards covering an expensive, well-made (but not magical) suit of half-plate.
D&D 5E (IC) Vault of the Dracolich (Dispensables)
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
The lockbox's hinges break before it's lock does, and Terrus finds 250 gold pieces, in various styles.
FitzTheRuke
Legend
The lockbox's hinges break before it's lock does, and Terrus finds 250 gold pieces, in various styles.
Corrah, frustrated with her efforts to gain information from the captives, has her interest piqued by Pyrus' suggestion. "That might work, if you said you were the new recruits, and the only survivors of an attack. Because I bet that the Beast knows some of these guys personally."
Corrah, frustrated with her efforts to gain information from the captives, has her interest piqued by Pyrus' suggestion. "That might work, if you said you were the new recruits, and the only survivors of an attack. Because I bet that the Beast knows some of these guys personally."
Chronicler
Explorer
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[td][sblock="Status Box"]Devan the Dawnbringer
NG (L) Human Sorcerer 1/Warlock 3
Size: M | Speed: 30 ft. | Senses: Passive Perception 13
Initiative: +2 | Armor Class: 19 | Hit Dice: 1d6+3d8+8+1 | Hit Points: 30
Spell Slots: 1st-lvl: 1/2, [W] 2nd-lvl: 2 | Concentration: None
Affected by: None | Conditions: None[/sblock] With the fight finally over, Devan breathed a sigh of relief. Things hadn't gone too badly considering the fact that their group wasn't used to working with each other yet. But they'd prevailed anyway, which, in the end, was all that mattered. Three prisoners and a wagon full of supplies, he mentally tallied. Not bad.
As Corrah went about interrogating the still-conscious mercenaries, Devan inspected the large chest that Terrus had opened. The half plate from inside looked to be of good quality and appeared to be of a size that he could use. As no one else seemed to want it, he began removing his own scale mail to try on the new armor. It was a serviceable fit.
After a moment of adjustment, he picked up one of the folded tabards as well. Holding it up for inspection, he clucked his tongue in slight disapproval. Black and red were simply not his colors, being too gloomy for his skin tone. But upon overhearing Pyrus's suggestion however, the Inquisitor mused, "Hmm, disguises... go right through the front gate of the temple." It was a bold idea, perhaps a little too bold.
[sblock="OOC"]Switching to the half plate if no one objects.
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[td][sblock="Status Box"]Devan the Dawnbringer
NG (L) Human Sorcerer 1/Warlock 3
Size: M | Speed: 30 ft. | Senses: Passive Perception 13
Initiative: +2 | Armor Class: 19 | Hit Dice: 1d6+3d8+8+1 | Hit Points: 30
Spell Slots:
Affected by: None | Conditions: None[/sblock] With the fight finally over, Devan breathed a sigh of relief. Things hadn't gone too badly considering the fact that their group wasn't used to working with each other yet. But they'd prevailed anyway, which, in the end, was all that mattered. Three prisoners and a wagon full of supplies, he mentally tallied. Not bad.
As Corrah went about interrogating the still-conscious mercenaries, Devan inspected the large chest that Terrus had opened. The half plate from inside looked to be of good quality and appeared to be of a size that he could use. As no one else seemed to want it, he began removing his own scale mail to try on the new armor. It was a serviceable fit.
After a moment of adjustment, he picked up one of the folded tabards as well. Holding it up for inspection, he clucked his tongue in slight disapproval. Black and red were simply not his colors, being too gloomy for his skin tone. But upon overhearing Pyrus's suggestion however, the Inquisitor mused, "Hmm, disguises... go right through the front gate of the temple." It was a bold idea, perhaps a little too bold.
[sblock="OOC"]Switching to the half plate if no one objects.
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Prickly Pear
Adventurer
Sesto looks over the half-plate and shakes his head. "It is a beautiful piece of armour but I have no use for it. Maybe you would like it?" Sesto says and looks over to Bob and Devan.
Sesto turns around when he hears Pyrus and Corrah talking. "You cannot be serious??? Are you suggesting that we ride right through the main gate? What about the cave entrance... with the troglodytes? That sounds safer... maybe not..." Sesto's voice trails off.
Sesto turns around when he hears Pyrus and Corrah talking. "You cannot be serious??? Are you suggesting that we ride right through the main gate? What about the cave entrance... with the troglodytes? That sounds safer... maybe not..." Sesto's voice trails off.
FitzTheRuke
Legend
"It might be safer," said Corrah to Sesto, not sounding convinced, "But it'll be a LOT smellier!"
She laughed and then shrugged "Not that I care which one you chose. I'm not going with you. You guys are great and all, but I signed on as a Scout, not an Infiltrator."
She laughed and then shrugged "Not that I care which one you chose. I'm not going with you. You guys are great and all, but I signed on as a Scout, not an Infiltrator."
Terrus glared at the halfling before pocketing the money. He'd share, of course, but no sense worrying about that until they were done with this mission.
His stomach began to growl, and he could feel tiredness creeping in to his eyes. He ran his mind through a series of exercises, infusing him with psionic energy once more. The hunger and tiredness left him, and he was left alert.
"First, we should either rest or heal up," he said as his skin turned back to its usual deep tanned color, though his hide was still tough and would be for another hour or so. (AC is currently 18 and wlll be for just under 1 hour). "Then we can decide. I took a beating."
"Of course you did," Pyrus said to him. "You jumped in. Could have just shot them with your crossbow, which did wonders to the first man you shot, if you remember. But no, you had to jump over everyone's heads and fling the one poor soul through a rock."
"He didn't go through the rock," Terrus said softly.
"Whatever," Pyrus said, picking up a habbard. "I say we use these. Try to go in the front. Do we have anyone who can lie well?"
His stomach began to growl, and he could feel tiredness creeping in to his eyes. He ran his mind through a series of exercises, infusing him with psionic energy once more. The hunger and tiredness left him, and he was left alert.
"First, we should either rest or heal up," he said as his skin turned back to its usual deep tanned color, though his hide was still tough and would be for another hour or so. (AC is currently 18 and wlll be for just under 1 hour). "Then we can decide. I took a beating."
"Of course you did," Pyrus said to him. "You jumped in. Could have just shot them with your crossbow, which did wonders to the first man you shot, if you remember. But no, you had to jump over everyone's heads and fling the one poor soul through a rock."
"He didn't go through the rock," Terrus said softly.
"Whatever," Pyrus said, picking up a habbard. "I say we use these. Try to go in the front. Do we have anyone who can lie well?"
FitzTheRuke
Legend
"We should get as much as we can out of the 'Captain'-guy." suggested Corrah, "I bet he knows a lot more than that moron. Hey, Bob! Can you pick this guy up and shake him a few times?"
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