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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 20, 2020 16:07:54 GMT -8
Orianna looks around the room without stepping inside to check for what might be a trap or an ambush.
6ZsAKM1o1d20+3Investigation 1d20 Perception1d20+3·1d20
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Post by Daos on Jan 20, 2020 17:28:52 GMT -8
Orianna is able to determine that this room is perfectly safe, and holds no traps or hidden ambushes.
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 21, 2020 15:30:30 GMT -8
Balasar clears his throat "Ahem master dwarf are you alright?" he asks.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 21, 2020 17:39:35 GMT -8
"Nundo?" Orianna asks cautiously as she takes a couple of steps into the room.
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Post by Daos on Jan 21, 2020 18:55:10 GMT -8
The dwarf's head jerks up and he looks to the hall where he hears the voices. "Who's there?" he asks, his voice wavering in fear. "Please, I can't take any more torture...just let me go, I beg you..."
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 22, 2020 13:43:26 GMT -8
Balasar moves closer to where the dwarf should be able to see him "I assure you I am not your captor but if we can get you out of there I will see to it you are no longer tortured."
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Post by Daos on Jan 22, 2020 14:16:29 GMT -8
"You're not with the Black Spider?" Nundo asks. "Then who?"
"Nundo, do you not remember me? It's Iroas," Iroas says.
"Iroas? Ah, right, Iroas, of course. What are you doing here then? It's far too dangerous, you should flee while you can, before they come back," Nundo says.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 22, 2020 14:18:46 GMT -8
"We came here looking for you and your brother," Orianna says. "So we aren't leaving here without you."
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Post by Daos on Jan 23, 2020 13:40:25 GMT -8
"My brother? So Gundren is here, too?" the dwarf asks. "But why? What could he have offered you that is so great you would risk your own lives like this?"
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 24, 2020 14:00:38 GMT -8
"My brother? So Gundren is here, too?" the dwarf asks. "But why? What could he have offered you that is so great you would risk your own lives like this?" Balasar "I'm honor bound the group saved my scales and I owe a debt of gratitude, plus being a ranger I cannot leave good folk such as you and your brother here to rot and be tortured. The name is Balasar pardon my loss of an introduction goodly dwarf."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 24, 2020 16:32:56 GMT -8
"It is just the right thing to do," Orianna says. "Plus, we might be solving a mystery as to who this Black Spider is."
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Post by Daos on Jan 24, 2020 18:26:28 GMT -8
"No, not Gundren, Tharden," Iroas says. "Gundren is safe and sound, back in Phandalin. I'm afraid Tharden is dead." Iroas says.
"Ah, yes, of course, of course," Nundro says. "So it's the Black Spider you are after then? It's some kind of personal vendetta?" he asks the group.
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 25, 2020 6:01:03 GMT -8
Balasar "No vendetta on my part. My service training in the militia has taught me not to hold such grudges. I believe you could say we were hired to do this in a sense."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 25, 2020 16:28:40 GMT -8
"Not exactly," Orianna says. "But he has been behind a lot of the trouble we went through to get to this point. He isn't exactly up to any good."
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Post by Daos on Jan 25, 2020 16:47:02 GMT -8
"So...that's it then? You're just...a random group of do-gooders?" Nundro asks, sounding a bit baffled by the whole thing. "You don't even care about the fabled lost riches of the mine, or the Spell Forge?"
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