jmucchiello
Hero
Lee looks around for any other threats.
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D&D 5E One Shot #3: Lady of the Mist
JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Mister Bubbles walks over to the dead lizard, careful to avoid looking into its dead eyes. With one hand he closes the eyes, then starts examining the body for clues.
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Bilkar Gnome Druid
Bilkar drops his illusion, and walks over to the creature as it's taking it's last breaths. One hand on his hips, another scratching his head. Pollen and the occasional twig or piece of a leaf falling from his head, a look of confusion on his face.
After a moment of contemplation he looks around seeing the statues, once people, then kneels down and pets the lizards head apparently trying to comfort it in it's last moments.
"Scared. Didn't attack." Bilkar looks around again he seems to be thinking out loud more than talking to anyone. "Dangerous place to scare dangerous lizard."
Once the creature is dead he pulls a dagger out. "Pack killed, not in defense. Makes pack predators. Must find use for or eat." Bilkar looks the body over trying to examine it for it's uses as food, a skin, something.
Bilkar drops his illusion, and walks over to the creature as it's taking it's last breaths. One hand on his hips, another scratching his head. Pollen and the occasional twig or piece of a leaf falling from his head, a look of confusion on his face.
After a moment of contemplation he looks around seeing the statues, once people, then kneels down and pets the lizards head apparently trying to comfort it in it's last moments.
"Scared. Didn't attack." Bilkar looks around again he seems to be thinking out loud more than talking to anyone. "Dangerous place to scare dangerous lizard."
Once the creature is dead he pulls a dagger out. "Pack killed, not in defense. Makes pack predators. Must find use for or eat." Bilkar looks the body over trying to examine it for it's uses as food, a skin, something.
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“It doesn’t have to attack using claw or tooth,” Ryder said to the gnome. “It attacks using a look. This creature, scared or not, used it’s unnatural power to trap dozens of innocents. It’s like putting down a rabid dog, so it doesn’t spread it’s disease to anyone else.”
He put a hand on the gnome. “Do not fret, small Warrior. What was done today was needed.”
He put a hand on the gnome. “Do not fret, small Warrior. What was done today was needed.”
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jmucchiello
Hero
"One of you folks at home in the woods, do you think this creature was alone? Or could there be more of them around?" Lee asks as she walks toward the group.
Bilkar Gnome Druid
Bilkar looks confused at Ryder. "Predators necessary. Need to kill lizard?" Bilkar shrugs and begins skinning the corps. "Need to use what predators kill. IT is necessary."
Bilkar thinks about Lee's question as he cuts. "Some parents leave babies. Some raise babies. Many statues for one baby lizard."
Bilkar seems content in his decisions.
Bilkar looks confused at Ryder. "Predators necessary. Need to kill lizard?" Bilkar shrugs and begins skinning the corps. "Need to use what predators kill. IT is necessary."
Bilkar thinks about Lee's question as he cuts. "Some parents leave babies. Some raise babies. Many statues for one baby lizard."
Bilkar seems content in his decisions.
jmucchiello
Hero
"No, Basilisks are not necessary," Lee says. "They waste food, removing it from the cycle of life." She points. "That man, that woman, that man, they will not rot and turn into food for plants and worms. They no longer serve any purpose in the cycle of life."
JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Having lost interest in the dead lizard, Mister Bubbles moves away as Bilkar starts cutting apart the creature. With some amusement the half-orc listens to the exchange between Lee and the gnome, about whether or not the beast is a natural thing.
He studies the statues and tries to keep from shuddering at the thought that it could have been him, turned to stone, not alive but also not truly dead.
"Can we turn them back to life?"
Without waiting for an answer, Mister Bubbles places his hand on the stone of a statue, and closes his eyes. In his mind's eye, he pictures his Patron; the violent and unpredictable fiend that granted him a measure of demonic power. The horrifying grin turns to him, and Mister Bubbles cannot help but feel terrified. However, he holds his ground and gazes back, forming a question in his mind; a wordless query about the petrified creature beneath his palm
With a shock, his consciousness returns as he finds himself a step or two back from the statue, his hand still hovering midair. A sooty black hand marks the place where only seconds ago the half-orc had his hand on the statue; the scorch mark having no impact on either stone or flesh, but certainly on the warlock's mind!
"I... That doesn't work," Mister Bubbles mutters quietly, not noticing the now fading red glow from the gem on his silver neckband...
He studies the statues and tries to keep from shuddering at the thought that it could have been him, turned to stone, not alive but also not truly dead.
"Can we turn them back to life?"
Without waiting for an answer, Mister Bubbles places his hand on the stone of a statue, and closes his eyes. In his mind's eye, he pictures his Patron; the violent and unpredictable fiend that granted him a measure of demonic power. The horrifying grin turns to him, and Mister Bubbles cannot help but feel terrified. However, he holds his ground and gazes back, forming a question in his mind; a wordless query about the petrified creature beneath his palm
With a shock, his consciousness returns as he finds himself a step or two back from the statue, his hand still hovering midair. A sooty black hand marks the place where only seconds ago the half-orc had his hand on the statue; the scorch mark having no impact on either stone or flesh, but certainly on the warlock's mind!
"I... That doesn't work," Mister Bubbles mutters quietly, not noticing the now fading red glow from the gem on his silver neckband...
Bilkar Gnome Druid
Without looking up from his work Bilkar smiles awkwardly. "Today. Lizard prey. Bilkars pack predators. " Bilker stills his blade for a moment and looks at Lee puzzled. "This lizard safe food?" and then without waiting for a response. "No matter. Hide good. Take hide. Take head. Trade head to wizard. Wizards like bad things. Leave meat for red feathers."
Without looking up from his work Bilkar smiles awkwardly. "Today. Lizard prey. Bilkars pack predators. " Bilker stills his blade for a moment and looks at Lee puzzled. "This lizard safe food?" and then without waiting for a response. "No matter. Hide good. Take hide. Take head. Trade head to wizard. Wizards like bad things. Leave meat for red feathers."
KahlessNestor
Adventurer
Isle of Mists
Dusk
Round 0
Ivar retrieved his axes and tucked them into his belt again. “Be careful,” he told Bilkar. “Who know wot else might be lurkin’ in this field o’ the dead. We’ve quarry t’ catch up t’.”
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Dusk
Round 0
Ivar retrieved his axes and tucked them into his belt again. “Be careful,” he told Bilkar. “Who know wot else might be lurkin’ in this field o’ the dead. We’ve quarry t’ catch up t’.”
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Rage: 2/2/LR
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