S@squ@tch's Against the Giants - Team Gold

"Hmmm. Well! I have never heard of coorperation between harpy-kind and giant-kind. But just because I have never heard of it does not make it true. My old professor Galdin once said, 'You can never say no to an iceberg.' We should search through the harpy's equipment. There might be a clue or two to be found there."
 

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Morph ignores the talking of the dwarves. They could be hard to understand sometimes, plus their was the equipment of the harpy to scan for magical auras.
 



As Void shows the others his findings -- the broken window entrance to the floor, the firepit, and the pile of equipment and bones (feel free to read Void's sblock above for full description) -- Alain and Dori instantly recognize their equipment -- along with equipment from those they travelled with.

Beyond the 2 PC's equipment, there is a large pile of mundane gear -- MW scale and chain armors, sized for humans and dwarves, along with exploration gear and an assortment of MW weapons.

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On the harpy -- leather armor with moderate conjuration aura. large long bow with moderate evocation, dragonshard necklace with strong enchantment, one ring with faint abjuration, and a couple more items that I need to add once I get home to see the stat block I wrote up. :)
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"Aye, ye found me stuff dinnit ya? I was worried that damnable harpy mighta sold it" Dori says, moving to grab his blade, plate mail, shield, gauntlets, crossbow, bolts, wand, and journal.

"It'll take me a few minutes to throw me gear on, maybe ya can fill me in on just what yer doing here? Maybe ye can use a strong arm to join you?" Dori asks

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Sorry, last question, does Dori have his spells memorized?
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No. Dori and Alain have on spells available to them today, as they have not had any rest or meditation time for the past who-knows-how-many days.
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Dreadnought plods up beside Morph and peers down at the goods, as if trying to get his own eyes to see whatever the other warforged's eyes do. After a moment he shakes his head slightly.

"Any idea what they do?" he asks. Magic gear could be unpredictable, even dangerous. Knowing its quirks was wise.
 

Hudder, HP 85/85, AC 25, DR 5/magic, saves F+12/R+8/W+4

Hudder looks at the pile of stuff and then the warmly crackling fire, then around at the room. "I agree that we should be findin a defensible type spot to make camp."
He turns back to his cousin. "Dunna be takin it personal I canna remember yuh laddie. We be havin thousands oh cousins across the planet. Yuh canna begrudge me fer only bein able ta keep a hanful of em in mind cousin. I ain't one oh them heavy thinkin type Kundarics."
 
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