THC RP Forum

RP'ing in Forums - Some forums are In Character only,- MY HOPE - is that this invests you into your character's persona, we get 4-5 hours a day live RP'ing and while that works, its often going to be very time sensitive RP, ie puzzles, combat, chase scenes, etc. The format for the RP forums are as follows: LOCATION : where you are DATE/TIME : day and time you are starting/stopping some behavior WHO : Who is around you, or who you are looking for. WHAT: what actions you actually perform (If rolls are required for your actions you'll need to enter the campaign, make your roll stating its purpose in the CHAT prior. THERE WILL BE NO FORUM BASED COMBATS If an event requires combat or more real time resolution - I will post that the RP is stopped at the time, on that date, for those players. The event will become part of the next session. Ect. All rolls need to be rolled in session, State the reason for the roll and make the roll then screenshot it and post it in this forum. A suggested Guide for Ic and OoC posting in a single forum follows. ((this was a scene out of MY first session of another campaign)) LOCATION : the docks, Sharn DATE : January 1st TIME : 2:30pm CHARACTERS : Zeed, Lexa, Kyhron, Volkovoy, Tomas, Quest, At the dock Zeed swoops in, in his angel outfit... If you adopt that sort of pattern in your posts, please denote the OoC commentary in a separate post or with some designation like double brackets or the like. LOCATION : the docks, Taer Valastras DATE : January 1st TIME : 2:30pm CHARACTERS : Zeed, Lexa, Kyhron, Volkovoy, Tomas, Quest, At he dock Zeed swoops in, ((in his angel outfit; 50ft from the water and maintains a hover)) "I am Come! Lo Goblins, For I bringeth you TEA!! TEA I SAY!!!"Personally I like the 3rd person non omniscient narrative style. What COULD an observer see if they were really watching. ie. Not this: Modnar thinks about that Vegan casserole on his plate... were there too many peas? was it too sweet!? THIS : Modnar sits behind what looks like a slumping pile of cooked vegetables. A glass casserole dish to the side holds the more attractive, er, congealed version of the pile. His eyebrows knit and he spits out a pea into a trash can. "Your overly sweet horde of green pea-ness is ejected" ((that would have been more humorous spoken aloud.. think about it - aaaayy, you did didn't you...tsk tsk))

Location: Underdark, Below Trolenport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas After THC opens the doors to the underdark and closes them behind them, the group is quiet for the most part, some because of what they did weighed heavy on their consciences, other due to their nature, Theltar would however break the silence after a few hours of the groups digesting the days events, as they set up camp and were all gathered Theltar would begin speaking, addressing the entire group "I understand that may have been difficult for some of you and I thank..." Theltar pauses momentarily to look at Kleptash "Most of you for following my lead, I am.. Impressed with your ability to do what had to be done but that is not to say that this will be the last time we are forced to make a decision like that again, though I find it unlikely that it will be under the duress of magic." Theltar stops speaking, looking around at the group, waiting for anyone to speak their piece.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Klektash had remained uncharacteristically silent when he awoke, carrying himself within the ranks of THC as they opened the door to the Underdark and began their real journey to world changing events. When Theltar spoke up to the entirety of the Company, the man looked at Theltar stone faced, his voice shaking as he did, "There is nothing impressive about your treachery, except the volumes of betrayal and evil it carries." The mystic's eyes would reflect the cold anger that resided in his mind as he continued, a mocking edge around his continued anger, "Though it seems fitting that my captors would see little wrong doing in their actions, wouldn't you say, Theltar, as they dive into the abyss to save the world?"

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Theltar turned his uncaring eyes towards Klektash "You are no prisoner of ours, you may leave if you wish, I will not stop you and infact encourage you, as I feel you do not have the stomach for the necessary work ahead, be glad that I do not consider your attempted actions a betrayal, you owe us no loyalty and have made no pacts and therefore are free to do as you please." Theltar then pauses, waiting for a response.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Veger Leading the way making sure they are going in the right direction hears Theltars and Klektashs words and responds to Theltar " It was not difficult to do, down here its hard to tell friend from foe, everyone trying to be stronger, faster, smarter, better then someone else, survival of the fittest is basically a unwritten law down here" Turning to Kektash "Be wary Red face, if you think what we did was evil then maybe you should have stayed on the surface, because unless you harden your body and mind you truly will lose yourself down here one way or another" turning back to face forward Veger continues to lead the way Thinking in his head " Master be safe, we are close"

Replying to Veger "You were not one of the some I believed it difficult for, I know you will do what is necessary to survive and have your master survive, it is why I respect you." 'And why I did not kill you when you were knocked unconscious by Meleagris' Theltar thought to himself. "On the topic of survival and respect, I have not spent much time in the underdark and wish to familiarize myself with it, when you have the time and are willing, I would learn from you."

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Klektash would allow a quiet scoff to escape his lips as he retorted, " A betrayal... Most rich coming from someone who enticed these souls to go along with your scheme with the dark wizard." The look of guilt...shame? on the faces of some of the members of THC had not gone unnoticed by the mystic. "You so easily brush aside your actions as they were merely easy as breathing, Theltar. You as well, Veger." A cold gaze fell upon the sverifneblin as Klektash continued. "If you are so eager to run to the arms of evil, perhaps I may have to be the mere ray of light that reminds you of what little humanity you -- all of you -- have left. That is if you are all truly trying to save the world, as you say." His voice trailed off to one who immediately regretted his words, but he leaned against the wall, arms crossed and looking expectantly at the rest of the party. "If I am not your prisoner, I am my own, for I can not knowingly turn my back to such repugnant morals and action."

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Veger ignores the gaze he feels on the back of his head for Klektash and while continuing forward he says "  Be it evil, be it good it matters not to me, ill kill any and all if my master wishes it " Veger pauses in his speech then continues in a low voice but still enough for everyone to hear "  Even if its you all, I would take no joy from it, but i would not question his decision, i would at least try and make sure the fight is fair, i respect" Veger pauses again ".....most of you to do that at least" 

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Theltar turns a cold gaze upon Klektash as he speaks "Take care, rays of light often attract unwanted attention and are more often than not, snuffed out when they shine where they shouldn't" changing his face to a mask of stone Theltar finished "But if you are to accompany us, then do so with this knowledge, take action against this group that puts any of us in danger or an otherwise decidedly detrimental position and you will not wake up when I strike you down." A slight smile will creep on to Theltar's face, showing a crack in his mask of stone. "We shall see how long your morals hold up in the face of the underdark and its many terrors." With that he would turn away and quicken his pace to walk beside Veger.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas As Lucian marches with Dysmas, the half elven mage sighs heavily, as though the world's burdens were upon him. in the space of a few days he had died and been privy to a horrific act of betrayal on the part f his companions. Turning to his rogue ally, Lucian clears his throat to address the elephant in the room with a serious look in his eyes. " Hey Dysmas, does Buchanon look particularly cubelike to you? We've been dragging him along, but I figure I should be the one to bring it up." Lucian remarked while pulling Buchanon, who was in fact a cube.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas 'A bit foreboding...' Klektash would think as his attention was captured by a terrible sound - a grating chalkboard would have sounded more pleasant as his left eye twitched with his head turning to Lucian and Dysmas. "He was a metallic golem, was he not? Are you even sure that...thing is your companion?" Klektash commented as he looked between the cube, Lucian, and Dysmas.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Baraka Lucian gives the Buchanon Cube a sharp tap with his arcane focus, a slightly used wand with a tip that gave him a sharp shock whenever he tried to fix it, and a small puddle of beer poured out of a crack. "Pretty sure" Lucian then scrapes it a little more to see Klektash's reaction.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Baraka " Let me check if its Buch." He bends down and presses a brass button on the cube. A small fountain head appears and spews beer up in the air. Dysmas takes a sip.  " Yep. Definitely him."  He proceeds to kneel and lap up the beer. "Just need to be sure."

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Theltars hand would flash our from the dark that was, a moment before, empty, to grab Lucians arm "That is enough, we do not need the attention that cube will bring us or the irritation it will cause." Theltar releases Lucians arm and looks at Lucien "Please."  

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Veger would stop to look back at everyone checking the Cubchanon and sighs Veger then says " Well once we get to my master im sure we can put in a safe place until he turn back to normal" Veger then goes and turn back and continues forward

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas At the first feeling of being suddenly grabbed, Lucian arms began to alight as he readied a Hellish Rebuke towards his ambusher, only to realize it was tbe soft welcoming and friendly hands of Theltar. Lucian was generally fairly perceptive, but when it came to Theltar he couldn't track the monk at all. "Haha, agreed" Lucian says with a smile. "Still it would be better if someone else took over dragging Buchanon then as I'm hardly the type for this. Someone stronger could do it with less noise." Lucian would then see Dysmas drinking the beer in his way and prestiditigate a small cup for him to drink from.

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas At the sight of the cup Dysmas smiles. " Thanks Bruv. Completely forgot that Buch was a walking beer dispenser."  He takes a deep sip of ale and gives a relieved sigh.  " Also my two coppers on that whole fiasco back there? Never again man. I understand that the road ahead if full of tough decisions but i'm not going to kill another person who was responsible for saving my hide, unless they want me dead after. You were right about the slippery-slope of evil deeds Lucian. We walk down that road there's no coming out of it. "

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Theltar would give a slight grunt of amusement and pull out a large black piece of cloth from his pack and begin wrapping Cubhannon in it, calling out to Veger as he did "Hold a moment Veger, it has been some time before we rested and I need to take care of this." Theltar then produced some sewing supplies and began sewing the 4 ends of the cloth into 2 ends (10 with sewing tools) Theltar looks at it and shrugs "That should reduce the noise significantly though for how long I do not know." Turning to Klektash he continued "You will aid t9 in dragging Buchanan, someone will take over for you when you tire, you will earn your place beside us, yes?" 

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas "I'll say this one more time, they saved you all for the sole reason that they believed we could free them, a purely selfish decision, they did not have our best interests at heart only their own well being, they sent us to possibly die in that crypt immediately after saving you through the threat of death." Theltar pauses for a moment gathering the eyes of the group "We did not do a good thing but neither an evil thing, the moment they sent us on their suicide mission is the moment we stopped owing them a thing and to continue on about this is utter foolishness, one side had to die, better the monsters that would eventually go rampaging through the streets murdering anything they see than the thinking beings who only wish to live and be left alone." Theltar gives Dysmas a cold stare "I'll let you know when we begin slipping, we're not even on the slope yet."

Location: Underdark, Below Trolanport Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Lucian would find Klektash's response one of curiosity, in the manner a person examines something disgusting but can't help but look closer. However, Dysmas's lapping up the liquid would cause him to allow a softly, "Tch... honestly." escape from his lips as he looked away, observing the group. They had said their leader was absent, whatever that meant, but how does one even lead this band of misfits? ' They have two fools, two brainless machines (one of which was now a useless piece of garbage), a small man who charges into the large unknown without any real plan, a classic woman who pretends to be useful, and then...' Klektash's steady gaze would fall again on Theltar, 'A monster.' His thoughts however, would be interrupted by said monster, making the finishing touches as he addressed the mystic. The response Theltar received was a scoff, "You expect me to aid this," looking to T9 as he did, "moving a very large object that will more than likely severely inhibit him and myself? Do I look like I am a beast of strength?" A singular, bitter laugh would issue from Klektash, but Theltar's speech would move Klektash from his retort, muttering under his breath as he did, "I'm sure you will - right after they've already gone too far on that dark path."

Location: Underdark, outside Under-Park Date/Time: 30th of Barakas As the group left Under-Park they were lulled into a peaceful silence. Dymsas took this as an opportunity to get something off his chest. Slowly approaching and tugging at his tight collar he stood next to Lucian. "Sergar called you a Student of the Prophecy Lucian. Do you know what that means?"

Location: Underdark, outside Under-Park Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Lucian gives a big shrug and says, "Like a surprising number of important things in my life, I have no idea. Far as I know, I just see draconic on your back. " Lucian then continues, "But what do you think about our cool new souvenirs? I really like your new jacket my friend"

Location: Underdark, On the way to Vegers camp Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Veger would periodically take the baby rust monster out of his bag and examine it and says " I wonder if master will let me keep you " and then put it back to conintue on the way down

Location: Underdark, outside Under-Park Date/Time: 30th of Barakas Lucian sighs and says to Dysnas, "In all honesty, spending all of our money on souvenirs may not havr bern the smartest choice especually when we're not sure of what we might encounter. I mean, that mold explosion from the beholder spores caught us rather unawares."  Lucian then turns to T9 carrying BuchanonCube and says as friendly as he can muster, "Hey, it's been a while since we last spoke, Are you up for a conversation?"I've been wanting to chat for a while about some things " "Do you know anything about the whole prophecy deal? Or the identity of who dyed my hair white? or any other mysteries? I feel like I should have asked you earlier and now I just feel silly. It's either that or metal poisoning from my shins"

Location:Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL, SECRET TUNNEL~ date: Whatever month omes after Barrakas After safely making it into the tunnel, Lucian helps Dysmas steady himself, his healing abilities only really serving as a temporary solution to prevent the rogue from dying and Lucian asked Orco if he could help bandage some of Dysmas' wounds to keep then from popping open while they moved. Lucian also gave Dysmas an orange to help with the healing magic. Lucian looked towards T9 amd saw some light damage. He would have to use mending to help repair him in a bit  However, Lucian's concerns were also directed towards Veger. As one of the two to get downed in this encounter, Lucian was concerned about him, but saw that Pup's magics, far superior to his own, had done the trick in restoring him to a good capacity. Recognizing that Veger was not too harmed, Lucian decided to talk to the man instead. He had a great many concerns about actually speaking to a dragon that was out of disguise and/or not expressly homicidal. Raising his hand to the small warrior, Lucian said, " You took a lot of damage in that fight, but I am glad to see that you are doing better. If you had the time, I wanted to ask about your boss. What are they like? Anything we should know before we speak with them?"

Location: Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL Date: Whatever month comes after Barrakas Veger making sure the rust monster he got wasn't hurt or the cage damaged, while checking Veger hears Lucian ask him some questions and turns his head to him and says "Boss? what boss, we are not going to a business i work for, we are going to my Master and his stronghold, and there is only one Master, Lucian" Veger then just looks at Lucian perplexed and goes back to checking on the rust monster

Location: Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL Date: Whatever month comes after Barrakas "Right your master boss, boss master. Anything else you can tell us? Do they like jokes? Eat talkative people?" Lucian thought to himself that that would explain Veger for sure and continued, "What do they prefer to be called by strangers?I don't want to greet them and be impolite."

Location: Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL Date: Whatever month comes after Barrakas Orange in mouth, and bleeding at the temple Dysmas interjects "And for the sake of the Gods above, please tell us how we are supposed to address your master?"

Location: Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL Date: 11th of Rhaan  "I assume respectfully." Theltar says from the back, responding to Dysmas's and Lucien's questions, "If Veger is any indication of his master's personality, perhaps you should speak with less.... whimsy, am i near the mark, Veger?"

Location: Underdark, SECRET TUNNEL Date: 11th of Rhaan Veger would say while staring at the rust monster  "As theltar said respectfully as Master Bellavantor, hes understanding but his word is law, if you upset him and wants your head, the entire camp plus myself will be after your head, and you know it would be impossible to leave from the barrier or the secret tunnels, as none of you know Svirfneblin Magic, to unlock any of the secret tunnels to escape, i do not wish to kill you but again i will if he wishes, but i will say this its best if you dont let my master see any of your magical items, he is a lawful master and probably wont wish to have them since they belong to you but in times like these who knows" Veger would then put the rust monster away, and continue "Its best if and when you meet him to get on your hands and knees to bow, the others in the camp will be wary of you since you're not from around here but as long as you're with me that should not cause any problems, i also ask you dont cause any problems with those in the camp, other then that you should be fine"

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan Exiting from Bellavantor's hoard room, Lucian turns to Bostok and says, " So what's your story? Apparently, we're going to be working together for some time so we should probably get to know each other. My name is Lucian, and you've probably guessed this, but I am magic as all hell, " Lucian takes this moment to cast a bunch of cantrips at the same time to show off before dismissing them, " I'm both a sorceror and a warlock so my primary focus is on damage with a side focus on buffs and healing. What about you? " Lucian waits expectantly for Bostok's reply as he whistles a little tune.

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan "M'name is Bostok. General in the Boss's fight against the Dark skinned fools." He smiles at the display of magic, "Always been fascinated with magic, no aptitude fer it though. Right useful to have on yer side though." He pats his battle axe on his belt, "I be a fair hand with this, and a fair hand with herbs and healin' in general"

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan "Yes, dark skinned fools, I assume you mean those not in your camp?" Theltar says with an eyebrow raised.

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan Lucian maintains his easy smile and begins peeling an orange with much dexterity. In reply, Lucian says, " Brilliant, our last axe user turned into a cube so this is excellent. I'll make sure to boost you when we're fighting against whatever forces we meet. " Lucian pauses for a bit, and then continues, " How long have you been working for Bellavantor? " When he finishes peeling the Orange, Lucian holds it in mid air, and the oranges seem to vanish completely and a surprisingly normal voice goes " " Thank you " as Lucian also begins to fan thin air.

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan  "Dark skinned fools, as in those tryin' te end the world." Bostok absently rest his hand on his axe, "Been workin' for the boss for a fair bit 'o time. Convinced me I would be of more use working tegether than seperate like." He doesn't seem to notice the goings on with the orange as his eyes are far away, "Am a bit surprised at him sendin' me off with you all, though." , He glances around to make sure no one else can hear their conversation, "I expected te be leading a force out o' here and striking at those close by."  He glances at the two newcomers, "But, I'll be glad te be servin' with ye and Veger. Heard good thing's 'bout that one"

Location: Underdark, Main Camp Date: 11th of Rhaan Theltar chuckles at the mention of the dark skinned fools ending the world but waits until the dwarf finishes talking before responding "I don't believe the drow intend to end the world, take it over perhaps but not end it, the Daelkyr however, are a different story" Theltar pauses for a moment before continuing "As for Veger and what you heard, assuming that you heard he was a formidable combatant and unflinchingly loyal to your master, you have heard correct."

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 11th of Rhaan Sometime after walking back and describing those autonomous cycles he had seen in the other world fo Orco, Lucian called to order a meeting involving every member to disciss recent events and set up a plan of action. Standing atop Dysmas' bed in his boots, Luciam calls the meeting to order. "Alright folks, seems we'll be using this as our base for the time being so let's get exploring. According to Veger's Dragon Boss Master Bellantavor, our foreseeable mission in the future will be primarily diplomatic but potentially fraught ith many encounters. We can expect to battle against high value targets such as the biggest beholder that ordinary soldiers can't be expected to sortie against effectively. To accomplish this, we're being expected to train for a while to understand underground battle tactics and enhance our personal abilities using camp resources. We'll be outfitted with magic items for this purpose. In the meantime, I recommend exploring the camp and learning more about everything. Familiarize ourselves with the leaders of the war council, learn about factions in the underdark, and pursue personal endeavors. Lucian lets his words hang in the air before continuing, "If there are any questions, ideas, comments, concerns, or anything else. let's talk about it. Personally, I saw a portal with an absolutely awesome type of bicycle that seemed to propel itself, but I plan to go about learning as much as I cam about everything I can. I also want to discuss the matter of our new ally Bostok and make a formal introduction to the team."

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 11th of Rhaan Every time Veger hears Lucian say Dragon Boss Master he sighs and slightly face palms and speaks after Lucian is done speaking "Well before that Red face, Silvered Haired Woman, and pup would need to see our Master to swear there loyalty to him and the cause, i would try and make Thelthar do it, seeing as how i don't agree with how he didn't do it, i must respect him for staying true to what he believes, but once you two do that you will be free to explore the camp as you like and use what services it has" Veger Looks at Theltar "As my Master ordered i'll be keeping watch on you Theltar, where ever you go I go, until my Master deems its unnecessary, but don't fret the services here are open to you as well as long as myself or Bostok is with you" Veger turns back to everyone "And may you all prepare yourselves for the upcoming battles we are sure to face"

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 11th of Rhaan I hope Lucian's magical self-cleaning boots have spotless soles. The battered thief gets up and off his chair and stretches. His muscles ache, and his injuries tire him. Soon he'll have to ask his companions to let him rest, but before then he needs to get something off his chest. "Lucian please don't wear boots and step on my bed." Raising his index finger to move on an equally pressing problem he adds  " Also Veger, whats the grand strategy here? We wait until that barrier outside falters and use then defend the camp? or guerrila fighting? Sorry if this was mentioned before but I've been briefly blacking out during the last few hours."

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 11th of Rhaan Bostok tagged along, to at least get to know the people he would be traveling with at his Master's behest. He nodded when he was introduced, mind already on speaking to his Master at the next staff meeting, so he did not pay too much attention to what was going on around him.

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 11th of Rhaan Veger says to Dysmas "Well our job for now would be to try and gather strong allies from around here, once gained we'll see how the meetings go on what to do next, if that be bringing them here to attack/defend from one side or form a tactic to attack from another angle, all this relies on who we are able to have join our cause to defeat the drow, and how strong they be or where there strength in battle would best fit the situation, as for who or what we are going to go to first to try and recruit is still up for debate but i expect us to figure that out before we rest so as, so that way as soon as everyone would be ready we can head out"

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' Room Date: 11th of Rhaan Lucian backflips off of Dysmas' bed, and says, "No worries Dys, don't forget that i'm magic as all hell." Lucian then casts prestidigittation to clean Dysmas' bed and use Mage hand to try and make the bed ineffectively. Lucian presents the half made bed, though *extremely* clean, with a flourish. "Personally, I think we have a solid chance of luring those goblins over to our side if we can take out their orc commanders and eliminate any possible psychic influence. Liberating them from slavery is a good cause to potentially rally them behind as well." "In the meantime though, I plan to get my bearings around camp."

Location: Underdark, Main Camp, Dysmas' room Date: 12th of Rhaan  Bostok awoke the morning after having been ordered to accompany his Masters Dragon Knight and company. There were a few administrative things he needed to tie up before they left but after that the rest of the time they were to be here was free of most of the duties he had been taking care of for some time. He called in his Attache after having dressed himself, put on his platemail, sling his shield over his back, and settled his axe onto his belt. "Garrett, advise Snori that he will be leadin' the lads 'til I return. He is to be attendin' the briefin's in my stead and to plan accordin'ly" , Bostok settled his helmet on his head and followed his Attache out of his room. "If'n ye need me I'll be down in the trainin' area, gettin' some axe work in."  Leaving the building, he made his way to the training area, acknowledging the greetings of his subordinates, returning the salutes of those with more military decorum, and generally making sure that those under his command were taken care of, while he could. Bostok made a gesture to the sergeant in charge of training, "Get 2 or 3 of yer lads who need some trainin' on team work, I'm thinkin' I need te loosen up abit." Bostok jumped into the sand covered ground of the training area and swung his shield off of his shoulder and pulled his axe from his belt as he waited for the Sergeant to find a few lads to swing at him. He rolled his shoulders and swing his axe arm to loosen it up some... a smile slowly creeping up onto his face, not hidden at all by his beard 

Location: Underdark Date: ??? "So...", Invidia trailed off. Mollin had been rowing for several hours now. The other drow was still in a meditative pose. The only sounds were Mollin's laboured breaths and the slap of oars hitting the dark lake.  "Let's take a break, yeah?" Invidia offered as he brought out his knapsack of assorted cheese and spirits. "How about you tell me how you found yourself in the Underdark? Last I saw, that aberration had blown you away on top of the necromancer's tower."

Location: Underdark Date: ??? Fate is often a cruel and ironic thing; Mollin couldn't decide which it was as he found himself rowing on the dark waters he had once tried to flee from with Lander. 'At least the boat isn't trying to eat me this time.' The drow would inwardly remark as he doggedly pulled the trio towards their destination. Still, the silence was eerily soothing. In the weeks? months? that he had been traveling with Naerth, Mollin had grown to love silence. Once, he liked it because it meant that enemies had been silenced, either by death or submission, but now -- now silence was a mark of patience, perseverance, and understanding. However, silence was never meant to last long. Mollin's focus snapped as Invidia's words broke the rhythm of the wet slaps of the oars and labored breathing. Nodding in wearied appreciation, the oars docked themselves on either side of the D'thurrani, finding their heads inside the boat as Mollin gave a hushed moan of relief. Arms were already being stretched as Invidia requested an update, which was only met with a thin, firm line of a mouth, eyes furrowed in concentration. 'These last few months...' Mollin paused mentally. How could one even describe what had happened in the last few months? Had it been months? 'It feels so much longer than that.' Mollin's face would relax as a wet hand ran through his long white hair, eventually making to the back of his neck, rubbing away the stressed muscles. Mollin would look to Naerth and then back to Invidia. "Well..." Mollin started and then stopped, a dry, single laugh directed at Invidia and the chef's question. Reaching for Invidia's offered food, Mollin would tear a piece of bread, " It's quite the tale, not one I think you'd believe, wizard, seeing that it starts in Hell."  Taking a bite from the bread, Mollin looks directly at Invidia, gauging the necrochef's response. (Insight Roll: 11)

Location: Underdark Date: ?? In Mollin's head, he hears the crotchety old voice of Old Man Inniswell, so called because he is an old man named Inniswell, saying, "Please tell the poor fellow, I can only laugh at your most embarassing memories so many times before it gets dull." Therr is a pause and then Old Man Inniswell, so called because he has already been introduced this way, says, "Awww who am I kidding, I could watch them all day. This time I am going to do commentary!" Mollin then begins to go through Mollin's funniest memories in chronological order.

Location: Underdark Date: ??? Invidia gulps down some wine.  "Which hell?" he asks Mollin. 

Location: Underdark Date: ?? Mollin would close his eyes and inhale briefly, ignoring the banter from the voice inside his head. Inniswell, was it? He had honestly forgotten the name now. Taking another bite of bread to refocus, Mollin exhale. "I'm not sure which of the Nine - to be honest, it doesn't really matter. After I was obliterated by said abomination, I arrived...there." A involuntary shudder ripped over him, a cold chill rapidly crawling down the D'Thuranni's back. "Somehow escaping, I returned to the land of the living, where I was to be captured by an enemy house, though I'm still sure not which house, and escaped yet again, nearly dying three times over."  Mollin paused to wash down the bread with Invidia's wine. He sipped, eyebrows slightly raising. 'Excellent. Though why am I to be surprised? He has always had excellent taste.' Mollin looked to Invidia again briefly before continuing. "It was only by my companion,"  Naerth was now the center of Mollin's attention, "that I made it as far as I did in the weeks after." His gaze paused on his old friend, his voice dropping to softer tones as he did.  "But how did you end up down here, Invidia?"

Location: Underdark Date: ?? "Mmm," Invidia offers in reply as he swallows a chunk of cheese, "Sounds like a suitably horrid experience." "I intentionally chose to come here," he continues, "to look for my parents and the necromancers of Korth. They were all exiled as a result of political fallout after a portal to one of the more fiery hells was opened. I'm certain that such a fearsome group will be able to find their way around the Underdark, but it would be good to have some assurance of where my parents are." "Anyway," Invidia gestures to Naerth, "who's your pal?"

Location: Underdark Date: ?? Naerth had been recuperating his strength for some time now. Conserving every bit of energy he could muster and willing his body to patch itself back up internally, for indeed he had suffered many injuries during their fight with a drow patrol and their monstrous bodyguards. He had heard of experienced monks having the discipline required to control their bodies in such a way and though Naerth was not a monk himself he believed in control of oneself above all else. As he began to slip into a state of awareness he could smell the strong smell of cheese caressing his nose. After hearing a new voice speak about him Naerth opens his eyes to the strange sight of a human with surfacer food in his hands. " My name is Naerth, seeing as how you have joined our expedition on the water I assume you know Mollin ?" Naerth quickly surveys his surroundings and finds that an old man is sitting right behind him on the boat, fiddling with some kind of metal contraption that seems almost completed. " May I? " Naerth says as he extends a hand out for some food. 

Location: Underdark Date: ?? "Sure," Invidia says as he hands over some bread, cheese, and a wine skin. "What's your story?"