Stagecoach (IC)

Shocker · August 2, 2023

You have been on the road for a couple of days now. In a new fangled contraption called a stagecoach, an enterprising soul had planned to connect Neverwinter to other commercial centers of the realm, such as the town of Phandalin, with it's mining operations. Passengers had joined and left, during the several stops along the route. Now so close to the next stop the cramped interior of the vehicle just contains six travelers, making the trip for their very own reasons.

Based on their predisposition they have started chatting with each other, sharing personal information, or providing suspicious glances and keeping mainly quiet.

CraterShip · August 2, 2023

Vadania Holimion

^{Wood Elf | Monk}

AC: 15 | HP: 10/10 | Speed: 35 ft | Features and Traits

Martial Arts | Ki PointsKi Save DC = 8 + PB + WIS Modifier 0 / 0

Vadania sat straight-backed with perfect posture in the corner of the stagecoach, her hands resting lightly on her knees. She preferred a seat where she could see the world going by outside. The feeling of traveling in these cramped quarters was something she hoped to never truly be used to. She would much rather be out in the world, moving at her own pace. But in this case, the distance was too far, and she was forced to find alternative passage. The various patrons of the coach had come and gone, and only a few remained now. She sighed quietly, thankful for the little extra room provided by fewer passengers. She rolled her shoulders, then her neck to loosen ever-stiffening muscles before turning to the others.

"So, what brings you all to Phandalin?" she ventured.

tyrtaeus · August 2, 2023

Katya Evermoon | Circle of the Moon Druid | Human

AC: 12 | HP: 7/7 | Speed: 30 ft | Spell-casting: +5 / DC 13
Senses: Passive Perception 20, Insight 15, Investigation 19
STR: Score: -1
Athletics: -1 8 | DEXScore: +2
Acrobatics: +2
Stealth: +2
Sleight of Hand: +2: 14 | CONScore: -1: 9 | INTScore: +2
Arcana: +2
History: +4
Investigation: +2
Nature: +4
Religion: +2: 14 | WISScore: +3

Animal Handling: +3
Insight: +3
Medicine: +5
Perception: +5
Survival: +3: 16 | CHAScore: +2

Deception: +2
Intimidation: +2
Performance: +2
Persuasion: +4: 14
Languages: Common, Elvish, Draconic, Druidic

FeatsObservantQuick to notice details of your environment, you gain the following benefits:

Increase your Intelligence or Wisdom score by 1, to a maximum of 20.
If you can see a creature's mouth while it is speaking a language you understand, you can interpret what it's saying by reading its lips.
You have a +5 bonus to your passive Wisdom (Perception) and passive Intelligence (Investigation) scores.

  | FeaturesRitual CastingYou can cast a Druid spell as a ritual if that spell has the ritual tag and you have the spell prepared

  | ActionsWeaponATTACK: -
RANGE: -
MAGIC BONUS: -
CRIT RANGE: -
DAMAGE: -
TYPE: -
DESCRIPTION: -

  | SpellsCantrips
GuidanceGuidance
Divination Cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Target: One willing creature
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration, up to 1 minute
Description:You touch one willing creature. Once before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to one ability check of its choice. It can roll the die before or after making the ability check. The spell then ends.
DruidcraftDruidcraft
Transmutation Cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 feet
Target: See text
Components: V,S
Duration: Instantaneous
Description: Whispering to the spirits of nature, you create one of the following effects within range: You create a tiny, harmless sensory effect that predicts what the weather will be at your location for the next 24 hours. The effect might manifest as a golden orb for clear skies, a cloud for rain, falling snowflakes for snow, and so on. This effect persists for 1 round. You instantly make a flower blossom, a seed pod open, or a leaf bud bloom. You create an instantaneous, harmless sensory effect, such as falling leaves, a puff of wind, the sound of a small animal, or the faint odor of skunk. The effect must fit in a 5-foot cube. You instantly light or snuff out a candle, a torch, or a small campfire.

Katya feels every ache in her body as the coach hits each bump in the muddy path, and being unused to such methods of travel, she feels her stomach churning as they continue on. Beneath her heavy travel cloak, she wrings her hands in impatience, wanting to hurry up and get to their destination, desperate to meet with other nobility to call for aid for her and her people. The loss of her family and friends still gnaws at the back of her mind, but her tired eyes have no more tears to cry. Instead, she stares dead ahead at the fabric walls of the coach as the folds crumple in and out with the rhythm of the horses gait, like a chest rising and falling. Its mesmerizing... Almost relaxing... However many days it has been since she has had a good night rest, she does not know, but here, with the rhythmic stomps of the horses and the predictable rise and fall of the fabric hull, she feels as though an insurmountable weight is pulling her eyelids down... A voice in the dark breaks the illusion, and she jerks awake, unprepared for the sudden conversation, but chastising herself mentally for letting her guard down. For a moment she blinks blearily before turning to the source of the voice, an elf, and one that looks as though she can handle herself.

"Cryovain..."

The word falls from her lips with venom before she can stop herself. It is unbecoming of a queen to speak in such a way, but the emotions are too hard to contain when it comes to the cursed lizard. Her amber eyes narrow with anger, and she brushes her orange hair back, straightening her back and letting the calm mask fall back across her face.

"I cannot do anything on my own, but I feel I am destined to be part of his downfall"

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Edited August 2, 2023 by tyrtaeus (see edit history)

Akwehawk · August 2, 2023

Reitan Rhuin

^{Tempest Cleric of Talos}

AC: 18 | HP: 9/9 | Speed: 20 ft | Features and Traits

Wrath of the Storm | Spells | Attributes

Reitan sat in one of the corners, leaning his head near the window, seemingly disinterested in anyone else. It didn't make much sense to get to know anyone given the constant shuffling of the occupants. He looked out the window, toward the sky, hoping to catch a glimpse of the wyrm. Seeing nothing, he looked at the others in the coach. Realizing that they were on the final leg of their journey to Phandalin, it occurred to him that there would be no more shuffling of passengers.

There were six total, including himself, and four of those were women. The elf-woman and another human woman were chatting. He heard one of them mention Cryovain. Doesn't sound familiar.

"I'm traveling to Phandalin to see what can be done about the dragon. It leveled my church.", he spoke in response to the elf-woman's query. He leaned back in his seat and turned to the other.

"Who's Cryovain?"

Edited August 3, 2023 by Akwehawk (see edit history)

Siryuu · August 4, 2023

Sviga lævi Vala Hel A. | ᚺᛖᛚ

ᚺᛖᛚ - Paladin (Vengeance)
"The starving raven tells of Hel"

AC: 18 | Initiative: +2 Speed: 30 ft.
HP: 10/10| PP: 12
LH: 5/5 | Status: Normal

Saves & Abilities

Saving throws: Str (3) Dex (-1) Con (2) Int (-1) Wis (1) Cha (5).
Unarmed attack: 1d20+5, (4).
Abilities: Divine sense, lay on hands.

… You might have seen her talk to others on the way to Phandalin, and while she rarely crossed words with you until this day, her flowery speeches might have caught your curiosity; her name was no secret: Vala Hel, from Icewind Dale. But has she heard of you?

The trip it was good as it got, and in her mind, it could get a lot better for they were about to reach town. She was used to traveling and it mostly brought good memories; it was, relaxing. Vala took seat near the exit, her head resting on the stagecoach’s wall… she was apparently sleeping but in fact “ready to jump”. To her, precaution was the insurance for the smart; her hand laid on the sword’s hilt, the shield was right beside her… Vala was seemingly blindfolded by her muffler, but she could see through the wrappings for the light made the cloth diaphanous from her perspective.

As the monk incited others talk, she pulled down her "blindfold"; and after quietly yawning… Vala replied to Reitan, and to Vadania:

Cryovain is a bird sought after many cages, a dragon that made home near Phandalin...

Elf, I took on a quest to claim the skies of "Icespear" Peak, are you here to pray open the gates of fate and seize your own destiny?

JubalBreakbottle · August 4, 2023

Gilavar Oakhallow | High Elven Rogue | HP 10/10

The "other" elf attempted to relax in the middle seat between two of you. After the last stop, it appears that he was finally confident that his gear stored outside the passenger compartment would be secure. At each stop since Neverwinter, he would get out from his seat and check on his unstrung shortbow, quiver, staff, and backpack making it appear highly likely that they were the sum total of his possessions.

He slouched in his seat and modeled different miniature versions of the stagecoach in the palm of his hand. The tiny versions changed shape and size, color and orientation, spinning to his whim. You had seen wizards perform this small bit of magic before so were nonplussed. But now that you think about it, you imagine that his magic had something to do with the better aroma and comfortable temperature within the compartment.

He is average-sized for a male elf with short, knife-cut bluish black hair and golden inhuman eyes. His pale skin indicates more time spent beneath a tree canopy than in open fields. His resting face has a little grin inviting conversation while he surveys the scene with his peripheral vision. He wears intricate leather armor beneath a wolf skin cloak. A sheathed shortsword and dagger hang from his weapons’ belt, parallel to his seated legs. Another dagger is strapped to the outside of his right, soft leather boot which laces under his knee.

He frankly did not know much about their destination Phandalin or this dragon Cryovain, so he actively listened while appearing mildly disinterested. His own motives were more simple. This was the first time traveling away from his clan, and he wanted to experience this contraption and the supposed civilization beyond the wilds of forest and field of his life to date.

Dorik · August 4, 2023

Makaria the Sorceress

[b][url=https://test.myth-weavers.com/sheets/?id=2814689]Makaria[/url][/b] [i]Tiefling (female) Sorceress 1 cha/good[/i] [b]AC[/b] 12 [b]HP[/b] 7 [b]Speed[/b] 30ft [b]Str[/b] 10 (0) [b]Dex[/b] 11 (0) [b]Con[/b] 12 (1) [b]Wis[/b] 10 (0) [b]Int[/b] 13 (1) [b]Cha[/b] 15 (2) [b]Casting ability[/b][b]Attack:+4[/b][b]Spell DC:12[/b] [b]Cantrips[/b](1)Firebolt(2)Ray of Frost (3)Mage Hand(4)Acid Splash [b]Attacks[/b] [b]Lt. Crossbow.[/b] +2 1d8 [b]dagger[/b] +2 1d4 [b]dagger[/b] +2 1d4 [b]Appearance.[/b] She has a reddish dark tanned skin tone; with small brass scales linked to her draconic heritage. Eyes bluish; hair black long. Horns curled contouring her scalp; teeth sharp vampire-like. Lizard-like tail that's long; she has dark-vision can see in dim light for 60 feet.

Makaria
Tiefling (female) Sorceress 1 cha/good
AC 12 HP 7 Speed 30ft
Str 10 (0) Dex 11 (0) Con 12 (1) Wis 10 (0) Int 13 (1) Cha 15 (2)
Casting ability Attack:+4 Spell DC:12
Cantrips (1)Firebolt(2)Ray of Frost
(3)Mage Hand(4)Acid Splash
Attacks
Lt. Crossbow. +2 1d8
dagger +2 1d4
dagger +2 1d4
Appearance.
She has a reddish dark tanned skin tone; with small brass scales linked to her draconic heritage. Eyes bluish; hair black long.
Horns curled contouring her scalp; teeth sharp vampire-like.
Lizard-like tail that's long; she has dark-vision can see in dim light for 60 feet.

Makaria; wasn't one to mix or socialise much like the Elven monk but then again she was after all a Tiefling. Seen as an outcast by some races and others a curiosity. However she did listen and took it all in sitting next to a window; the talk of dragons caused her to quirk an eyebrow and take interest. Makaria, preferred to doze off and relax but not now or this time.

"A dragon making a home near Phandalin how fortuitous of me that I'm headed that way for an adventure; who knows what I will find there,"? Makaria answering.

CraterShip · August 4, 2023

Vadania Holimion

^{Wood Elf | Monk}

AC: 15 | HP: 10/10 | Speed: 35 ft | Features and Traits

Martial Arts | Ki PointsKi Save DC = 8 + PB + WIS Modifier 0 / 0

"Perhaps you may find your adventure, but I have seen the aftermath of a dragon's attack," Vadania spoke to the Tiefling who oddly seemed excited about meeting a dragon. Perhaps it was her demonic blood that excited the young horned woman, "I for one, do not wish to find myself against such a creature without significant preparations." She continued to look around the stagecoach, lingering for a moment on the overtly magical demonstration in the "other" elf's hand.

Finally, turning her attention to the white haired human, "I do not come seeking glory or destiny. Merely a new start, away from the rigors of ceaseless war." Her eyes seem to cloud over with memories and she turns back to watching the world pass by the stagecoach's window. "If a dragon stands in the way of that, then we must deal with it as any problem. I am Vadania, by the way."

JubalBreakbottle · August 4, 2023

Gilavar Oakhallow | High Elven Rogue | HP 10/10

Saves & Abilities

Speed: 30 ft | Saves: Str +0 | Dex +5 | Con +2 | Int +4 | Wis +1 | Cha +0

Attacks: Shortsword +5, Piercing 1d6+3 | Shortbow +5, (80/320) Piercing 1d6+3 | Sneak Attack +1d6

Stealth +7 | Acrobatics +5 | Sleight of Hand +5 | Survival +3 | Athletics +2

The "other" elf pauses his magical distraction at the elf’s introduction. “Vadania, pleased to make your acquaintance. I’m Gilavar.” Withholding his clan to reciprocate her disclosure. He did not yet know how much privacy was normal in civilization, so he mirrored what he received.

After a comfortable pause, he genuinely asks without judgment, “pardon my ignorance, but what ceaseless wars are you escaping?” She didn’t strike him as an army deserter, but then again he didn’t know of anything which would be called a war, more than philosophical or idealogical wars. Skirmishes at best. Maybe flexing of violent capabilities, but not really war that he was aware. But then again, he knew very little beyond the travels of his clan.

Edited August 5, 2023 by JubalBreakbottle (see edit history)

CraterShip · August 4, 2023

Vadania Holimion

^{Wood Elf | Monk}

AC: 15 | HP: 10/10 | Speed: 35 ft | Features and Traits

Martial Arts | Ki PointsKi Save DC = 8 + PB + WIS Modifier 0 / 0

"Only the ever present greed of various lords. Feudal conflicts, really. Though many with a lack of discipline, command given to relatives and friends rather than deserving men. Too often they seek only glory, heedless of the masses they send into a meatgrinder."

Akwehawk · August 5, 2023

Reitan Rhuin

^{Tempest Cleric of Talos}

AC: 18 | HP: 9/9 | Speed: 20 ft | Features and Traits

Wrath of the Storm | Spells | Attributes

Cryovain. So that was it's name? Reitan found himself wondering what it meant. He spoke four languages but Draconic wasn't one of them.

Reitan refocused on the chatter when the elf who called herself Vidania mentioned the aftermath of a dragon attack. He knew it was meant to temper the tieflings excitement, but he couldn't help but remember his own experience. He glanced at the elf, thinking she was likely correct. Reitan didn't have a plan on how to stop Cryovain, he "planned" on making it up as he went along. Might be a short trip if he did so. His former teachers were testament to that, some of them much stronger clerics than he.

He turned back to the window and pulled his cloak tighter, thinking of his own excitement. Not like the tieflings, but more of an excitement to be his own man, to make his own choices, and to be done with the only thing still tying him to his "family" of clerics. To avenge them by ridding Faerun of this wyrm. Then he would travel. Maybe.

He watched the surroundings pass by through the window trying to guage how much longer. Shouldn't be long.

Dorik · August 5, 2023

MAKARIA

The Sorceress of Hlal

AC: 13* | Hp: 8* Speed: 30 ft.

Draconic ancestry: Brass & Fire resistance. *Draconic resilience trait's. read/write/speak Draconic.

Asmodeous bloodline: *Intelligence increase & Thaumaturgy cantrip. read/write/speak infernal.

As she sat there contemplating the dragons name Cryovain it sounds decidedly evil anyhow; a force to be reckoned with. She answered her companion travellers on this stage coach.

"My name is Makaria; its a pleasure meeting you all. With regards to this Cryovain creature I couldn't agree more; with being absolutely prepared if we are to fight it alone would be foolhardy. It seems that we all are headed towards Phandalin if that is to be our destiny? Aasterinian teaches her followers 'Let today differ from both yesterday and tomorrow.' Her tasks and answers often come with riddles; so I would rather focus on the here and now. Adversity can be seen as a challenge is it not? to be taken head on and it seems like one is waiting for us all," she said with a wry smile.

Siryuu · August 5, 2023

Sviga lævi - Vala Hel | ᚢᚨᛚᚨ∶ᚺᛖᛚ

ᚺᛖᛚ - Paladin I (Vengeance)
"The starving raven tells of Hel"

AC (18) Initiative (+2) Speed (30 ft.)
HP (10/10) PP (12) LH (5/5)
Status: Normal

Saves & Abilities

Saving throws: Str (3) Dex (-1) Con (2) Int (-1) Wis (1) Cha (5).
Unarmed attack: 1d20+5, (4).
Abilities: Divine sense, lay on hands.

Vala glanced at people in the stagecoach and introduced herself. I’m Vala, from Icewind Dale; friends call me Sutr. She paused as the others spoke, but then looking at Vadania, said @CraterShip: Why, I’ve always thought dragons posed a bigger, more complex threat than the greed of feudal lords. And I’m wondering, if the air of hometown can’t be inhaled because of the dust, how could the breath of a dragon be easier to take?

@Dorik "(…) Her tasks and answers often come with riddles (…) Adversity can be seen as a challenge is it not? to be taken head on and it seems like one is waiting for us all (…)" Vala seemed to take a liking of those words, thus replying: Ah~ Then keep in mind: Whilst opposing the world, second the world…

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