conversations: human
conversations:  You are currently right by a dragon's corpse. You have just donned some magical garments, and found that they weren't as docile as your average set of clothes/armour.
  
  What will you do?
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  I'll give you guys a few posts to talk IC, but whenever you're ready to move on to the first encounter, let me know. Some people will be encroaching upon you once you're ready, OOC.
   
conversations: JNAProductions:
conversations: human
conversations:  Sera Virai grinned from ear to ear. In her hands was the finest robe she'd ever seen. This was it! Her big break had come at last! Even a non-mage like her could tell that this garment brimmed with magic. It had to be an item of epic quality. With a flourish of swirling cloth, she wrapped the robe around her. As a nice side benefit, it mostly concealed the ragged clothes she was already wearing. She looked down at herself with approval.
  
  " Stylish! Now I just need to work out how to activate it. "
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  As the monk wrapped Charm around her shoulders​, the robe breathed a nearly audible sigh of relief, an impressive feat for an article of clothing.
    
  "Oh, it's been ages since there's been a new face around here. It's good to have some conversation. So tell me, young elf, who are you? Why are you delving into the ancient realms?"  
  
  Charm guides the elf's thoughts, trying to judge what sort of person she is.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Casting Detect thoughts,
  but just remaining with surface thoughts for now.
   
conversations: puzzler7:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Gah! Who said that?! "
  
  Sera spun around. Her eyes darted around in search of the speaker: Little knowing that said speaker was very close indeed. Her thoughts raced.
  
  [ Company already? Just my luck. Well, they're not getting this prize. It's mine! Minemineminemineminemine! ]
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  A second mental sigh from the cloak, this time, a sigh of mild exasperation.
    
  "There's no need to be frightened. You wanted to know how to activate this robe. I'm telling you how; I am the robe! You don't need to speak, just think and I can hear you. So again, I ask, young elf, who are you, and what do you desire? You seek magic? Power? Riches? Hold out your hands, and close your eyes, and I will show you a small fraction of my abilities."  
  
  If Sera complies, Charm conjures the image of a flawless diamond, as large as can fit in her hands. While beautiful, it disappears before Sera can get a good look at it..
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Minor Illusion for the diamond (DC 13 Investigation as an action to disbelieve, but Charm destroys the illusion as soon as he gets an indication of Sera inspecting it) and Prestidigitation to make it feel like she is holding an object (a harmless sensory effect).
  
  I should probably also mention that with Detect Thoughts, you know someone is in your head.
   
conversations: puzzler7:
conversations: human
conversations:  " What? You'r-Oh, right. Thoughts. "
  
  [ You're the robe? That's...really bizarre. Erm, my name is Sera Virai. And I desire vast quantities of cash. ]
  
  After some hesitation, Sera held out her hands and closed her eyes. She felt something settle on her palms. She looked...and grinned. A diamond! The biggest, most amazing diamond she'd ever seen! And then it was gone. Desperately, she pleaded with the object that had conjured it.
  
  [ Yes, like that! Can you really get me a diamond that big? Or a massive pile of gold, if you prefer. I'm not picky. Just so long as I can buy a mansion with it. ]
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  If the robe had a face, it'd be smiling from ear to ear. Foolish mortals haven't changed a bit over the ages. As he replies to Sera, his thought-speech grows heavy with sorrow.
  
    "Sera? That's a beautiful name. It seems the elves remain graceful as ever over the ages. I'm sorry to say, Sera, but my powers have weakened significantly over the aeons I've been trapped here. I used to wield awe-inspiring power, power to rival the gods. But I devoted myself to the study of magic, the advancement of knowledge, and as my mental acuity sharpened, my body withered away until my consciousness lay trapped in this cloak. I've laid here for aeons, been chained here since before your grandfathers were born, and before his grandfathers, and his grandfathers before him - yes, even the grandfathers of the long-lived elves. My abilities grow faint from lack of use - you saw that the gem lasted little more than a few seconds. But you, Sera, you are young and full of life. Where did you come from? The streets? A poor family? Some compassionate soul took you under his wing? I can't simply conjure up wealth for you; my prime has long since passed. But trust me, and I will make you rich enough to pay back your protectors tenfold."  
conversations: puzzler7:
conversations: human
conversations:  Sera's enthusiasm dropped a notch or two. Okay, so no instant wealth. Too bad. Buuuutttt this still seemed like a really good break. She'd found the spirit of an ancient archmage! And even if his powers had waned a bit, that was still a big deal. She cheerfully confirmed the guesses of her new companion.
  
  [ You catch on quick. Yes, that's my situation. I'm what optimists call a 'precocious urchin'. I suppose that's pretty obvious from my non-you clothes. I've spent my life struggling to stay afloat. If you can change that, I'll do whatever you say.
  
  Anyway, what's the deal here? I help you regain your power, and you make me rich? Sounds fair to me. So, partners? ]
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  Now, Charm had a body. Now, Charm could once more reign supreme.
  
    "Indeed. We shall make great partners, Sera. Can you tell me about your world a little bit? I'm sure it's changed considerably since I've last seen it."  
conversations: puzzler7:
conversations: human
conversations:  [ Of course. Let's start with the basics. We're currently standing in the... ]
  
  Sera proceeded to list all the relevant knowledge she could muster. Being a teacher was actually quite fun. It reminded her of the times when she'd mentored some of the other homeless kids. Being decades older than the short-lived humans gave her a kind of 'wise big sister' vibe. It was nice to feel needed.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Since I (the player) know very little about this world, I've left the exposition vague.
   
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  Originally Posted by Anyr 
   [ Of course. Let's start with the basics. We're currently standing in the... ]
  
  Sera proceeded to list all the relevant knowledge she could muster. Being a teacher was actually quite fun. It reminded her of the times when she'd mentored some of the other homeless kids. Being decades older than the short-lived humans gave her a kind of 'wise big sister' vibe. It was nice to feel needed.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Since I (the player) know very little about this world, I've left the exposition vague.
   
   
   
  
  Most of the information Sera gives is woefully outdated-the kingdom has not been Estland for at least a decade now, and other information is similarly incorrect, and obviously so. It appears she has a lot to learn about the world and how it's changed.
  
  As she's talking, though, you hear the sound of heavy, armored footsteps and grunts. There's some crude laughter and barked orders, in what sounds like Orcish. It seems a raiding party is coming upon you!
conversations: JNAProductions:
conversations: human
conversations:  A previously silent suit of armor hums to life as its sigil illuminates itself. The suit of armor which lay amidst the dragon bones now speaks:
  
    "Wanderer.
  
  Wanderer, do you hear that? What is that sound?"   it asked quietly.
  
  
    "Were you followed? Have you enemies to fear?
  
  Perhaps you should seek to find a view of them before they can see you."  
conversations: Thisguy_:
conversations: human
conversations:  You're beneath a hilly mound at the moment. The dragon bones should provide sufficient cover to stay hidden from the oncoming raiders, assuming you are able to position yourself well.
conversations: JNAProductions:
conversations: human
conversations:  Sera jumped a little when the armour spoke. Another one?! But there was no time to worry about that now. She needed to hide. The young Elf quietly scurried behind the bones; And let her training do the rest.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Stealth:  (1d20+5)[ 19 ] 
   
conversations: Anyr:
conversations: human
conversations:  Sera finds a higher spot behind some bones, and peers out at the oncoming troupe. She can see four orcs-three following behind the apparent leader, a tall orcish woman missing an eye.
conversations: JNAProductions:
conversations: human
conversations:  "You're adept at hiding in the shadows. It's a good skill to have; there's no need to fight your opponents yourself when there are others to fight for you."  
  
  Charm stops reading Sera's thoughts, and readies himself for combat.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Ending Detect Thoughts. When the orcs reach 50' away, casting a Dancing Lights humanoid 110' feet away (which the orcs hopefully won't notice), followed by moving it 60' toward the orcs, into the leader (bonus action on second turn), followed by casting frostbite on the leader. DC 13 Fort save ( (1d20)[ 6 ] ) or take  (1d6)[ 6 ]  damage and disadvantage on next attack.
   
conversations: puzzler7: