Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)

[Voda Vosa]

"Be my guest, lad." Tuk says to Roderic. "And if lady Rose, doesn't want to get dirty, why don't you get your troll to lift you up? Or do you prefer to stay up here and wait for us?" although mocking her, the mercenary's face was not smiling when he suggested the late option.

 

[Yttermayn]

John feels a short, soft, tug on the staff. When John looks, he sees only the waiting black of the deeper caverns.
Grok and Roderic suddenly feel as though someone or something else is near the group. Detect evil reveals nothing that Roderic didn't notice before. Jacobee feels a moment of nausea.
Scrag looks around suddenly, as if something caught the attention of his more feral senses.
Thrindar feels Toby fidgeting around in his pack.

Everyone make a fortitude save.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Tuk feels a strange chill in his back, but it goes as fast as it cames.

Tuk's fortitude save: 18

 

[Amaury]

Rosalia replies to Tuk: "For sure you would never have proposed to lift me up to avoid getting dirty.. That idea would certainly not reach your male intellect.
As to my question I think that there is some basis to it, I'm not sure that.. hum? what's going on?.." asks Rosalia who feels something's going on and doesn't finish her sentence.


OOC
1d20+1=20

 

[Scott DeWar]

John is about to give a sharp commen tojacobee, but when turns to do so, he sees the warlock was not near hem, no tto mention how piqued he was looking. He then relaxes himself, letting his muscles eaaaase and holds the staff in a vertical position and spinns around, then , if nothing he will hold it in a horizontal position, pointing away form him and turn in a complete circle (if it matters: clockwise both times)

 

[Yttermayn]

John isn't sure when or what he did to trigger it, but at some point while twirling the staff about, something happened. With a sound that resembled a barely breathed whistle that is just audible, the head of the staff began to glow a pale blue light. The closed flower design on the head seemed to open slightly at the same time. This light seemed to illuminate similarly to a torch, but more steady.
OOC: Need your fort save, Scott.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"If you want to be lifted, then request it, I'll comply; I just can't guess what's in your mind, Rose. And If... Whoa... that thing is glowing, how you did it?" Tuk says, first to Rose, then to Jhon.

 

[maddmic]

Grok is about to say something to the group when he head snaps in the direction of the room that he had just emerged from. He grips his mace fiercly and is overcome by an uneasiness he cannot pinpoint.

OOC:
Fort = 1d20+4=6

 

[Scott DeWar]

john is staring at the end of the dark wood staff as the light starts to shine.


1d20=3

 

[Yttermayn]

OOC: Still need a fort save from Jacobee.

Thrindar Fort save: 1d20+3=18

Scrag fort save: 1d20+5=22