DM Kathy Wednesday June 27th, 2018 12:50:08 AM Round 20
Around you, the battle rages. The matching outfits threw up a HELP signal a minute ago; it's not clear whether the Iron Dragons had the wherewithal to respond. Things are looking dire out there.
They're not looking that great here, either. The zomok remains pacified, true, but you've got six new threats and your resources are depleted. You know these creatures are some kind of golems, and they seem to be woven of grasses from the Sargrass itself.
Aexana moves her ball lightning toward the creatures, as her staff treant picks up a rock and throws it.
Tahni sends her last Magic Missiles; Terser sends a magic missile of a different kind.
Jozhur and Bralin move forward. Rill summons a mastodon.
Zeoll's woolly rhino and earth elemental attack!
The creatures move to attack. And then.....
Then the zomok collapses into a pile of rocks and dirt. The golems begin unraveling, the woven grasses making up their bodies untwisting themselves with dizzying speed. All around the battlefield, creatures are dissolving into grass.
The Sar in the middle of the field is greatly diminished now. As you watch, it splits apart altogether, revealing three glowing figures, each nearly 100 feet tall. Even at this distance, it is easy to see them.
The first is a half-elf wearing leather armor and a wreath of pak leaves. The second is a human dressed in white robes, standing on grass-walking stilts. The third is clearly a humanoid of a noble race, now mutated by bloodgrass. He has red skin and dragonfly wings.
They pause for a moment. Then they transform. The one with the oak leaf circlet transforms into a gigantic treant. The one on stilts transforms into the mother of all Sarg moths. The one with wings transforms into a series of flickering bestial shapes.
The three speak in unison. Well, almost in unison. They seem to disagree on some of the finer points.
“WE ARE THE SARR [REBORN/BORN/EVOLVED]!" they say. That is, the treant says "reborn;" the moth says "born;" and the freaky changing one says "evolved."
"WE THANK YOU, HEROES OF THE WOLD," they continue, "FOR YOUR PART IN BRINGING THE PLAINS BACK TO THE WOLD! WE ARE GRATEFUL FOR YOUR ROLE IN [ENDING/TAMING/CURING] THE [THREAT/CHALLENGE/DANGER] OF THE BLOODGRASS. WE HAVE [CONCEDED/AGREED/VOWED] THAT WE MUST NOT WAR AMONG OURSELVES, FOR THAT WOULD DESTROY OUR HOME FOREVER."
Congratulations, you successfully held the circle. Everyone take 190,000 XP for this scene and the previous scene. More aftermath to come.
RobC - Tahni Wyrmrider -- AC 20/13/17 -- CMD 19 -- HP 121/136 Wednesday June 27th, 2018 9:02:39 AM
With the immediate threat now gone it actually feels a little peaceful. Tahni looks about the party and is glad that noone looks too injured. She then checks around the field so see if any of the other folk out there are in need of aid.
Tahni listens carefully to see if any one of the three seems the more dominant of the others. Is one louder than the others?
Rill (MarkB) HP 111/111 - AC 25/15/23 CMD 23 Wednesday June 27th, 2018 3:16:51 PM
(190,000 XP - Woo Hoo! Thanks Kathy)
As our enemies seem to fall apart, Rill remains on guard, not quite sure what the sudden appearance of these three means.
"See, this is what I appreciate about the God of Life and Death. With Gargul you pretty much know where you stand - people are born, they live, and then they die. It's not real complicated. But with this Sarr guy, first he's trying to kill us all. Then he splits into three godlings, and then they all change into Gargul-knows-what.
"So, now were talking to a tree, and giant moth, and...well, I'm really not sure what that last thing is.
"I think these three Sarr guys are gonna have a hard time finding clerics to follow 'em at this rate."
(StevenVdB) Aexana Air (S) HP92/116 - AC28/24/23 - CMD 23 and LEAFY (L) - DEAD Wednesday June 27th, 2018 5:05:39 PM
What's this... is it over?!
Up in the Air Aexana hovers for a few seconds and looks around the vast plains... everywhere people of the Wold have been fighting to protect the Wold as they know it... but will it be still the Wold we know?!?
Among the dead demons, dragons, constructs and other - often nameless things - Aexana sees Leafy...
She flies towards Leafy and as she lands she takes her Gnome form again... only this time her hair's not purple pink but rather has a vale greyish pink colour... lovingly she lays her hands on his wounds as if a Greenmage spell could mend the wood whole again. Now that the fight is over she can silently weep for the loss of her friend...
Zeoll laughs as the enemies dissolve into mere blades of grass.
But then the old taur stares at the three tall loud figures, and he is quiet and respectful as they speak. Surely these are demigods of some kind. Know Religion check 20 to find out anything else about these three.
After the new gods have spoken, he says, half to his friends, half to himself, "I rrememberr how my own historry with the Irron Drragons started many yearrs ago on these verry plains, and I am glad that we have played a parrt in rrestorring this land to the Wold. Thank you, my frriends!"
He makes a liontaur bow, crouching with all four legs and bending at the waist, to the immortal powers in the distance, and then to his comrades-in-arms.
Terser (Warren) [AC22/13/19 - CMD 30 - HP 183, DR 1/-] (25% no crit, rage 34, channel 5) Wednesday June 27th, 2018 9:13:36 PM
Terser calls his hammer back to throw again, then just kinda goes "huh?" when everything decides to unravel at once.
"I knew I was scary, but I didn't think I could just knock people out by looking at them."
He takes a discreet sniff of himself, to make sure it wasn't something else that caused it, but impressed at the weapon if it did. He calls back Mr Treetrunks and let's go his rage, but keeps his enlargement on just in case.
(MikeK)Bralin (AC40 / T15 / FF32) CMD 35 - HP 165/165)Sargrass Sickness Wednesday June 27th, 2018 9:34:45 PM
Bralin walks back down to the ground. The dwarf looks around, not quite ready to accept that the raging battle is over, and won.
And yet it is.
And then, Bralin notes Aexana weeping over the still form of Leafy. Unable to look away, unwilling to break into her grief, and completely lost as to what he can say, e can only stand motionless, watching her.
(Brock) Jozhur AC23 / Touch 16 Flat 16--CMD 27--HP 111/111 --Shadow Companion 43/55hp Wednesday June 27th, 2018 10:17:35 PM
Jozhur stands ready, watching closely as the monsters before him return to grass, just as he maneuvered into position to attack. Hrmph, just as well I guess.
Then the tall, loud figures. He assumes them to be gods of some sort, he's encountered the gods enough (though not as much as Zeoll) to recognize this. They are also apparently friendly. Jozhur lowers his hood and stows his weapons as they speak.
DM Kathy Thursday June 28th, 2018 12:37:27 AM
As the battle ends and the three Powers appear, Tahni tries to ascertain which one is strongest. For the moment at least, they all seem to be the same strength.
Rill speculates that they might not find many worshippers, but perhaps things are different on the Southern Continent.
Zeoll gives it some thought, but can't place these three. It's entirely possible that they are brand-new.
Terser slips out of his rage, but stays enlarged for the moment. Jozhur puts his weapons away.
Aexana has eyes only for poor Leafy. Bralin stands nearby, uncertain what to do.
A mist rises from the Plains and forms into a light grey cloud over the three newborn immortals at the center of your circle. In the rising mists you see the avatars of gods ... a great silver dragon ... a greater gold dragon ... an all-seeing eye ... a waxing moon ... a blue-eyed dove ... and others besides.
"Oh hello!" You are suddenly greeted by a small being who appears in the middle of your group. He was not there a second ago! He is a funny-looking thing, with a body shaped kind of like a strawberry, but with long spindly arms and short spindly legs. Something about him seems a little bit infernal ... the tiny horns? The scaly skin? Something. But surely no evil demon could sport such an honestly happy grin!
Know Planes or Religion DC14: Highlight to display spoiler: { You deduce that this is Gimp, messenger of Gargul! }
Around you, the other groups seem to be having similar meetings with similarly odd little figures. Or is it the same one?
"Well, now! Nicely done! NICELY done, indeed," the little creature declares. "While you all distracted that crazy Sarr, the gods have set things to right and anchored the Plains right where they belong. Good job."
He walks over to where Leafy lies on the ground. "What's this? Slacking off? Lying down on the job? We can't have that!" He touches Leafy with a thin, twisted finger ... and the treant sits up, alive again!
"You know what they say about treants," the little fellow says. "Their bark is worse than their bite! HA!"
He glances behind him. None of the gods have said anything, but he clears his throat and stands up straight. "Yes. Right. Ahem." He folds his hands in front of him, and composes his face into a serious expression. Perception DC 20 Highlight to display spoiler: {He's got something written on his palms. From the way his hands are clasped in front of him, he must be reading his speech.}
"The blood of the Wold has returned where it belongs. The infection called the Bloodgrass is beaten back and tamed. The Plains, preserved by the power of the Fey Queen, are returned and tied into the Wold as they should be. And now life will spring anew throughout this land. You who have responded to the call of the gods, you have earned a place in the history of the Wold, and you have the gratitude of the gods."
He bows and tips an invisible hat to you. He grins again.
"You got questions, ask 'em. You wanna kvetch, I'm all ears. And if we're done, then it's time to send you home."
As you look toward the center of the circle, you see the three new Powers merging with the mist and joining the gods.
Rill (MarkB) HP 111/111 - AC 25/15/23 CMD 23 d20+4=21 ; d20+7=17 ; d20+28=36 ; Thursday June 28th, 2018 3:02:37 PM
Rill recognizes Gimp, and can see him reading some sort of speech.
When he has finished, Rill says, "Greetings Gimp, speaker and servitor of our lord Gargul. That fact that you are here speaks volumes. It is only our Lord that controls which lands move between the Wold and the Fey where the Sargrass was kept. Now that it has been returned, what should be done with this place? Are we to intercede at this point, or to simply let it be?
"Who are these new "gods" we see before us? Are they a threefold aspect of the Sarr, or are they individuals? How are we to treat them?"
And then with a smile, he adds, "Finally, you mention that we have the gratitude of the gods. Can you tel me in what manner the gods intend to express this gratitude?"
Terser (Warren) [AC22/13/19 - CMD 30 - HP 183, DR 1/-] (25% no crit, rage 34, channel 5) Thursday June 28th, 2018 4:13:12 PM
Terser doesn't know much about how merging planes and Godly powers, but if they're satisfied with the spirits of the Sarr joining their pantheon, then it's good enough for him.
Your Lord already returned life to Aexana's companion. Isn't that enough gratitude for a lifetime, Rill?
Still, the circumstances make him think, and Terser always learning from his mistakes. He thinks that should someone get confused about friend and foe again, he can suppress the condition before any harm comes of it. oooo new domain power
Zeoll (Cayzle) (AC29/31vEvil; 70of77hp) Thursday June 28th, 2018 5:47:55 PM
Zeoll bows again, this time to Gimp, taking care to doff his own invisible hat.
"Good Sirr Gimp, well met and thank you forr yourr kind worrds. Serrving the gods is all we ask."
Secretly, Zeoll wishes he had summoned a djinni. A plushie Gimp would have made an excellent addition to his collection.
(StevenVdB) Aexana Air (S) HP92/116 - AC28/24/23 - CMD 23 and LEAFY (L) - DEAD d20+20=35 ; Thursday June 28th, 2018 7:33:48 PM
With teary eyes Aex looks up at the small being...though she's probably smaller herself... She's unsure what to think of him untill he suddenly touches Leafy... Leafy's wounds close... he even looks a bit stronger as he opens his eyes again!
Aex's heart lives up and she thankfully looks at the one sent by the Gods...
As he speaks the Greenmage doesn't even care he's reading his speach - she listens in awe as though he is weaving the words together by himself.
She has all the gratitude she ever wanted. Her companion has been returned to her...
(MikeK)Bralin (AC40 / T15 / FF32) CMD 35 - HP 165/165)Sargrass Sickness Thursday June 28th, 2018 9:35:02 PM
The creature Rill and Zeoll know...of COURSE, Zeoll knows him...returns Aexana's companion from death, and a great weight is lifted from Bralin's shoulders.
Still, he is unsure how to broach the subject, and decides to not to.
The dwarf nods a greeting to Gimp, and cleans his axe.
DM Kathy Friday June 29th, 2018 12:27:06 AM Rill has some questions for Gimp the imp. You ask what you need to do now about the Sargrass.
"Just leave it," Gimp says. "It's right where it needs to be. The Boss don't make mistakes; you know that." About the three new gods, Gimp replies. "Okay, first? They're Powers, not gods. Not yet. Maybe not ever; I dunno how it works. They represent the Sargrass, and the Sargrass is in the Southern Continent. So unless you got plans to head south, I'd say they're gonna be a wee bit out of your area." You ask what form the gratitude will take, and Gimp grins. "That would be telling," he says. "They're good, though! I seen 'em."
The rest of you do not have questions. Zeoll merely expresses his gratitude. Aexana is overwhelmed by Leafy's return, and so, in his own way, is Bralin. Terser is mulling over what to do in case of Confusion.
"Well," Gimp says. "let's get you going! Time's a-wasting!"
He doesn't recite a magic incantation, or wave a wand, or do anything else you recognize as summoning power. But the plains, and the gods, and the other adventurers all vanish in a swirl of fog, and you find yourself in a blank space between worlds. All you see here is one another.
Oh, and Mahyawu, the Manfri who sent you on this quest in the first place. "Congratulations," he says. "I have something here for you."
He produces a wooden box, and opens the lid. Inside are seven rings, each one unique. Looking at them, you can tell immediately which one is intended for you. It is perfect; its design, materials, and embellishments are exactly what you would have picked out for yourself if you were buying a ring. [OOC: You get to decide what your ring looks like.] When you pick it up and put it on, it fits your finger perfectly.
Zeoll (Cayzle) (AC29/31vEvil; 70of77hp) Friday June 29th, 2018 1:02:56 AM
"Farrewell, Sirr Gimp! As everr, it is a pleasurre!"
Before the manfri, Zeoll smiles and thanks the elder. The big taur knows his ring immediately ... it is the one made of braids of steelgrass.
Terser (Warren) [AC22/13/19 - CMD 30 - HP 200, DR 1/-, Regen 1] (25% no crit, rage 34, channel 5) Friday June 29th, 2018 1:00:26 PM
Well that's a surprise. Thanks to you, sir.
White gold is as bad as white chocolate. Not worth the effort. But the band of platinum with a chip of granite in place of a stone - that one must be his. He slips it on his finger, taking off another ring in the process that he'd all but forgotten about.
Any call for this ring of Mind Shielding? I certainly don't need it anymore.
(MikeK)Bralin (AC40 / T15 / FF32) CMD 35 - HP 165/165)Sargrass Sickness Friday June 29th, 2018 7:31:51 PM
Bralin reaches for his ring, a black onyx gemstone shaped like a lion's head, set on a plain, thick, silver band. A tear etches a trail onto his cheek.
The dwarf turns to Aexana and Leafy, swallows and looks both in the eye.
"I failed you," he states flatly. "I let myself be overcome, and you (Leafy) paid the price. To both of you, I pledge a life debt."
He turns to the rest of the Black Lions.
"Despite my failures, we persevered this day. I declare you, Zeoll, Rillet, Jozhur, and Aexana, Dwarf Kin. May you always be remembered as heroes to the dwarven race."
Via Bralin's Stone Warden ability, The Dwarf Kin gains Dwarven as a free language and a +2 on Diplomacy checks with Dwarves and other Dwarf Kin .
RobC - Tahni Wyrmrider -- AC 20/13/17 -- CMD 19 -- HP 121/136 Friday June 29th, 2018 7:44:37 PM
Tahni reaches out slowly to collect the ring of obsidian, clearly fashioned in the Scab. She knows it was meant for her. She clutches it in her fist and feels a small amount of pain as she holds it.
He'd be proud of her today. She just knows it.
(Brock) Jozhur AC23 / Touch 16 Flat 16--CMD 27--HP 111/111 --Shadow Companion 43/55hp Saturday June 30th, 2018 9:16:26 PM
Powers, not gods. Jozhur shrugs, unsure what the difference really is. He thanks Gimp and bids him adieu before being whisked away. He wonders what the hurry is, hopefully everything is okay back in Bonetown.
Jozhur is pleased to see the Manfri again and bows when the rings are offered. He takes the one made of dark colored gold, almost black. Not too flashy, surely it was meant for him. He removes a silver ring etched with fish, replacing it with his new ring.
He smiles and shakes his head at Bralin. "I'm honored by every opportunity to fight along side of you, Bralin. You fought well today, and you've certainly previously made of for any...shortcomings, heh heh. We all have bad days, friend."
RobC - Tahni Wyrmrider -- AC 20/13/17 -- CMD 19 -- HP 121/136 Saturday June 30th, 2018 11:27:48 PM
Tahni nods in approval as the non-dwarves of the party are named her kin.
Zeoll (Cayzle) (AC29/31vEvil; 70of77hp) Sunday July 1st, 2018 11:29:33 AM
Zeoll is surprised, and then honored, by Bralin's remarkable words. He bows and then shakes his friend's hand.
"I will always strrive to live up to this honorr, Brralin. Thank you."
PC sheet updated.
(StevenVdB) Aexana Air (S) HP92/116 - AC28/24/23 - CMD 23 and LEAFY (L) - DEAD Sunday July 1st, 2018 6:53:58 PM
Aexana feels the pain Bralin's in. After he has spoken to her and Leafy and then the black Lions she holds his upper arm. The little Greenmage's hair has it's former purple pink brightness in her hair and little lights in her eyes... while she holds Bralin's arm she watches his battle axe...
"That axe cuts deep my friend but I know that the one who wields it is a righteous brave man who would never use that axe for evil. You did not fail me nor Leafy nor anyone else and we'll fight along side again any day to come. It was my failure not to protect you more from the cunning magic... "
Then she kisses the dwarf on his cheeks and hops away to check on Leafy. The Staff Treant now again a simple Staff in Aex's hands.
"Where to maties?!"
Zeoll (Cayzle) (AC29/31vEvil; 70of77hp) Sunday July 1st, 2018 8:00:58 PM
DM Kathy Sunday July 1st, 2018 10:04:41 PM
You collect your rings. Bralin declares you Dwarf Kin, a singular honor that comes with certain benefits.
Zeoll wonders aloud where you are.
It's a good question. You are in a blank, featureless, white space. There seems to be no beginning and no end to it. You're not even sure what you're standing on. You assume, however, that you're on your way back to Bonetown.
Which is why it's so surprising when the white space fades back to reveal--the very same plains you just left! In fact, there is Gimp, still standing there, grinning at you!
"Ha!" he says. "Bet you weren't expecting that! C'mon, there's some people wanna talk to you."
Rill (MarkB) HP 111/111 - AC 25/15/23 CMD 23 Sunday July 1st, 2018 11:15:16 PM
Rill gleefully pockets the special ring. And he is deeply grateful and touched by Bralin's gesture. "Thank you Bralin. I am honored to be to be considered kin to you and Terser and Tahni to be so well regarded."
As the blank, white space fades back to the Sargrass, Rill is puzzled. And mildly annoyed.
"Gimp, you speak for my Lord. We served the Gods willingly and well. The Sargrass has been returned. Why are we back here?"
RobC - Tahni Wyrmrider -- AC 20/13/17 -- CMD 19 -- HP 121/136 Monday July 2nd, 2018 8:59:14 AM "Uh, which people exactly?"
If Gimp sees fit to direct the party to meet some people, there is no way she will decline.
In anticipation of something big Tahni casts a few Prestidigitation spells to clean the party up. Clean off the blood, the dirt, the sweat, and if possible some of the smell.
Terser (Warren) [AC22/13/19 - CMD 30 - HP 200, DR 1/-, Regen 1] (25% no crit, rage 34, channel 5) Monday July 2nd, 2018 10:27:27 AM
Terser echoes Tahni's question. "Yea, are these people, or People? Do I need to fix my hair?"
He looks down at himself, and is surprised at the lack of blood and gore that's usually there after a battle. He managed not to get hit much somehow, and those ghosts and grass monsters don't really bleed.
Garret Goodbarrel Monday July 2nd, 2018 1:12:01 PM
A short, dirty little fellow wanders towards the group. He wears a pair of tattered pants held up by a rope belt and is barefoot -- clearly a halfling. Instead of weapons, he appears armed with...bread? He has a loaf of bread squashed in one arm pit and a loaf of bread in each hand. One of the loaves is half gone as he shoves it into his mouth as he is walking. Chewing rather obviously, he looks over the group and holds out the half-eaten loaf of bread, saying with quite a full mouth, "Chew waant sum?"
Restlin the Mendicant Monday July 2nd, 2018 1:22:58 PM
Not far behind the halfling is a physically unassuming but impeccably dressed human. He wears a crimson and gold suit with matching top hat. A fancy looking sword hangs from his belt; all the colors of the rainbow dance across its blade. A dragonhide quiver and a platinum amulet bearing the symbol for Wardd round out the look. It's a lot, but he pulls it off.
He heads straight to Zeoll and embraces his old friend. "You knew you couldn't escape this forever, buddy," he says with a smile.
He waits for everyone else to arrive.
Zeoll (Cayzle) (AC29/31vEvil; 70of77hp) Monday July 2nd, 2018 2:29:38 PM
Zeoll hugs his old friend back. "I still can't believe you trraded me in forr this guy," he stage-whispers as he points his thumb at Garret.
"Arre you surre HE's not the rreal mendicant? He looks the parrt, morre than you everr did, Dapperr Dan!"
Then he sees the rest of the Iron Dragons approaching and his old brain catches up to what Restlin just said. "Ugh! Is this what I think it is? At least it's not Valdorr. It would be harrderr to turrn him down."
Zane Stormfront Monday July 2nd, 2018 3:07:26 PM
Zane makes his approach to join the group, he's quite tall, even for a Minotaur, his white hide id covered with a hooded robe, but the hood is not up, it is laying across his shoulders right now. The truly striking thing about Zane as most of the Bonetown Crew should remember is that any hard part, the horns, hooves and fingernails, appear to be bronze as well he has obviously got those very large bronze colored Dragon wings on his back. But since this time his hood is down, his eyes also have that Dragon slit to them rather than just being a blue/black of the normal 'taur. "It's been a while, how's your ship holding up, no more very big and impressive undead trying to sink her?" He nods a greeting to each member he remembers from the fight, but shapes out of combat are hard to link to shapes he remember while he was in combat, since he had his eyes shut for most of the fight.....
Rill (MarkB) HP 111/111 - AC 25/15/23 CMD 23 Monday July 2nd, 2018 5:43:23 PM
Rill's annoyance at being pulled back to the Sargrass shifts to curiosity as the Iron Dragons begin to arrive. He absently returns his white robes to their clean and pressed state. Zeoll appears to know what's going on.
"Hey Zeoll - what exactly are we turning down?"
In response to the draconic minotaur Rill replies, "Greetings Zane. Our thanks again for your help with that undead that threatened our vessel. While it is always an honor to be in the presence of the Iron Dragons, may I ask why we are all here?"
(MikeK)Bralin (AC32 / T15 / FF32) CMD 35 - HP 165/165) Monday July 2nd, 2018 7:29:07 PM
Suddenly clean, Bralin watches the approach of the Iron Dragons.
It would appear a conference is imminent. The dwarf sighs in resignation, and helps himself to a chunk of the offered bread.
"Bralin Stoneminder", he says to the halfling, and offers a slight nod of thanks.
(StevenVdB) Aexana Gnome (S) HP116/116 - AC25/21/21 - CMD 22 and LEAFY (L) - HP55/55 - AC23/21/20 - CMD 20 Monday July 2nd, 2018 8:13:38 PM
With Leafy alive and well at her side and leaning somewhat on her Lifewood Staff, Aexana joins to witness the gathering of the Iron Dragons. Why they are here is beyond her just yet... she has an idea but it could not be that... not now... not yet...
"Aexana at your service", she says and bows lightly. "Anyone fancy a drink?! Got some fine Bubonic Plague right here... some Cackle Fever that was bottled at full moon about 3 moons ago... ", Aex wonders how that came out and quickly adds, "Forgive an old lady... I'm just nervous... "
(ooc will update char sheet asap - we are lvl 14 now? Seems I did not list XP gain since decemember 21th last year... will have to browse the archives a bit.)
Beriothian the Druid Monday July 2nd, 2018 9:03:50 PM
An intimidating figure steps forth from the shadows, or at least he would be intimidating it wasn’t for the battle worn druid vestments draped about him that make him look more likely to ask for spare change to challenge you to a fight. His dark auburn hair falls just past his shoulders, and while a careful observer may notice a stray vine stuck in his lcoks, the hair itself is surprisingly well kept.
He turns to his old and calls out: Zeoll, it's been far too long. how have you been getting along? Glad to see everyone made it through that last adventure in one piece.
(Brock) Jozhur AC23 / Touch 16 Flat 16--CMD 27--HP 111/111 --Shadow Companion 43/55hp Monday July 2nd, 2018 9:38:05 PM
Jozhur thanks Bralin for his blessing on behalf of all Dwarves.
The rogue cocks his head to the side as Garrett approaches, not sure what to make of him. As Zeoll greets these adventurers and Jozhur realizes they are all Iron Dragons, he gratefully takes a chunk of bread and listens closely, anxious to see what this is about.
His silence is broken when Aex pipes in with what he hopes is a joke. He chuckles a bit, "No thanks, don't remind me of that foul drinking contest with such concoctions. Was that in Bonetown?"
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