Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Light =&gt; Light: Exotic Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: Chulanowa on 02-12-2018, 21:50:08</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>02-12-2018, 21:50:08</strong>
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				<strong>Date:</strong> Third Fireday of Pharast<br><strong>Time;</strong> ~1:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hex F-12, a few miles north of the Sootscale Warren.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;You met in a tavern. Well, it's more or less a tavern. A large sheet of slate rock, ground smooth rested in one corner of the common gathering area of the Sootscale warren, and it was here that kobolds such as yourselves sometimes sat, and had a few cups of glowgrub beer. The booze was bitter, smelled like trash, wasn't terribly strong and it could make your tongue flow for a while after drinking it... but it's what you have<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In fact, you've had more than a few, enough to get a nice buzz going. All together the bunch of you reached an agreement - the sootscales had to be helped and the only way to do that was to fo <em>do it</em>. Filled with ambition and just a little tipsy, you gathered what you thought you might need, and one by one slipped out into the chill night air. You vaguely remember Napik telling you to beware of owls, but she didn't stop you; in fact she wished Nug and Pozhvim luck in... whatever you were doing.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And that's a good question, as the mild buzz from the glowgrub beer wears off and the five of you are in the hilly fields some two miles north of the Sootscale den, without a clear plan... what <em>are</em> you planning to do?<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://photos.smugmug.com/Night/i-rpds3Wj/0/d78a6f71/L/flint%20hills%20lone%20tree%20stars-L.jpg)</div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The grass nearby is waist-tall on you, with unripe seedheads actually stretching just above your own heads. The night sky is clear with a half moon, and despite being the middle of spring, it's a little chilly. The only sounds you can hear are each other, the wind in grass, and the occasional scurry of a nighttime animal. Around you are low rolling hills dotted with the occasional stone or small scrubby tree, besides the grass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>02-12-2018, 22:27:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>"Listen now rat-skulls. I say that first we gotta hunt back the effigy. No way are Sootscales surviving if there's a displeased God-demon-thingy cursing at us. Or, and this is gonna sound even smarter so listen well, we steal something even better than the dinky old effigy. Some new shiny statue or altar that's even better. Put that in the worship cave and let shaman sacrifice something on it and swosh! Just like that! We've got even more blessings than ever before."<br><br>A wide grin emboldened still by the lingering tipsy of glowburb spread Mogroom's snout in a fanged grin. A bold plan. Bolder declaration, though in truth she didn't have the slightest clue where such a wonderful statue might hide. Although, given that the Mite had stolen their effigy, it stood to reason they might have many more? "For starters we should find where the mites hide. Find their nest and we find all the treasure they've hidden - Sootscale effigy and more!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PixelatedPixie</strong> on <strong>03-12-2018, 21:07:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cQ9b0bR.jpg)</div>Nosk hissed at the mention of rat-skulls, taking it as a personal affront.&nbsp; He gave the woman a glare, and muttered under his breath in Goblin about how they didn't understand.&nbsp; <br><br>"Effigy good, yes."&nbsp; He agreed however, once his muttering had subsided.&nbsp; "Find, kill, take.&nbsp; Improved effigy.&nbsp; Skulls, bones, blood."&nbsp; He nodded to himself at the thought, agreeing that surely it was a good plan to improve the effigy with new decorations.&nbsp; If it was good enough, it wouldn't have been so easy to take.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>04-12-2018, 02:29:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/GmVMTHJ3/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-2.png)</div> Besides his pretty grey dress, Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789) still wears much the same neutral, possibly dopey, smile that he had when he was full of glowgrub beer…but then it does seem to be his default expression. He looks oddly comfortable under the night sky, but then he's the sort of weirdo who has gone out hunting in the past...Supposedly even during daylight.<br><br>He listens patiently as Mogroom postures, glancing at the great tree visible in silver-flecked silhouette against the northwestern sky when she mentions the mites, but his fingers are at work making a flower-crown with some of the blossoms he’s pulled up along the way. <br><br>This is typical of Pozhvim, although generally his hands are full of fungus rather than flowers. He seems, perhaps, slightly more comfortable braiding the more robust plant stems together, dipping his head to bite off too-long stems with his toothy, draconic maw.<br><br>Pozhvim’s jaws are possibly the only intimidating thing about him…as kobolds go, being dragon-blessed is respectable, and many loudly claim their ancestral connections, but those fangs make it look like he shouldn’t even be able to close his mouth.<br><br>Despite which, the odd kobold often seems to have little to say.<br><br>This proves to be one of those times, and while he regards Nosk attentively, when it’s clear that the sorcerous kobold is done muttering, his orange-ish gaze turns with that same even silence towards Nug, as if awaiting her input.<br><br>Alone of the trio, he doesn’t seem armed…Unless one counts the short blade-like thing strapped to his tail. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>04-12-2018, 03:30:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>Nug glowered at the two jabbering 'bolds, even as she reveled in the feel of once more donning her bow and quiver.&nbsp; "Mite shit...that damned effigy isn't going to put food in our tribe's bellies.&nbsp; All you'd be doing is encouraging...well, anyhow, it makes more sense to head out and hunt down whoever's been taking our brothers and sisters.&nbsp; They might even still be alive, which is more'n I can say for...pfft.&nbsp; Nevermind that.&nbsp; My point is, if we take out whoever or whatever's been taking our scouts and foragers off, then maybe the chief will see sense and let us get back to doing what needs to be done to save our tribe."<br><br>The unpleasant residuals left over by the piss poor drink couldn't dampen her enjoyment of the fresh air and sprawling sky.&nbsp; Her head tilted back and she breathed in deeply, filling her lungs for what felt like the first time in far too long with the scent of growing things and fertile soil.&nbsp; As she dropped her head again to look around, she couldn't help but scan the grass and ground for sign of tracks or disturbances that would signal the passage of other creatures.&nbsp; Her stomach growled as she imagined hunting down some fresh game and filling her belly with the taste of meat for the first time in far too long.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>05-12-2018, 19:18:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/77cGkBV.png?1)</div> Slizzle remained silent at first, letting the others voice their ideas. As always, the opinions were all over the place. Some wanted to go after the effigy, others thought getting food was more important. The charcoal scaled sorcerer wasn't all that impressed of the current effigy, but it was the symbol of their tribe non the less. Trying to find a better statue had merits for sure, but so was getting a full belly.<br><br>"I agree that getting an effigy back to our shrine is most important, old or improved, but also agree with Nug. Kobolds have been hungry for quite a while. So why not try and catch some food while looking for mite den. When bellies full with sweet meats, kobolds and tribe will be stronger and better able to acquire new and improved statue and give those filthy blue vermin what they deserve." The sorceress suggested.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PixelatedPixie</strong> on <strong>05-12-2018, 21:20:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cQ9b0bR.jpg)</div>Nosk tilted his head at the other's argument.&nbsp; "Effigy not trinket.&nbsp; Magic.&nbsp; Power."&nbsp; He nodded as he spoke, mostly to himself.&nbsp; "Creatures have effigy.&nbsp; Creatures be food.&nbsp; Two squirrels, one rock."&nbsp; He swung a hand out towards the expanse of land. <br><br>"Look, see who find.&nbsp; Deal with."&nbsp; He reached into a pocket and pulled out a pile of dirt, twigs, and small bones which he cast on the ground and stared at.&nbsp; "Leave to fates, to gods."&nbsp; He glanced up at the sky and cowered as he mentioned gods, then knelt down to sweep the small bones, adding more dirt and twigs, into a hand to be shoved into a pocket.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>06-12-2018, 17:03:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>For this once Nosk had his brain for once set straight and down the right tunnel. Mogroom thinked hard, considering Sizzle's food idea. She laughed. "What? Eat mites? Have any of you ever tasted mite meat?! I don't believe you if you say you have. Those ugly things are not food creatures. Not something kobold can digest, but, they will have food. Mites have to eat something. We'll take what they have, but we do that later. Nug talks perfect sense. Before we retrieve effigy we must find out who is catching kobolds. If we don't? Then, who knows. Maybe one of us will be snatched away by mystery snatcher on our trip to hunt mites."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>07-12-2018, 05:31:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/V6dbYN9b/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-3.png)</div> Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789)'s head tracks the back and forth between the other kobolds like a line-judge at a four-way tennis match. If this goes on much longer, he’s going to have a sore neck.<br><br>He does finally speak, though. It takes him a little bit to find a space to get his words in edgewise, because every time someone else adds something as he’s almost ready to speak, he has to reconsider his position and revise what he was going to say…<br><br>It makes Pozhvim a little bit flustered, but he probably doesn’t emote it quite the way a kobold <em>not</em> raised by humans would. This would all be so much easier on him if the other kobolds spoke the common tongue!<br><br>In any case, Pozhvim mumbles deferentially, “Hunting food and…and kobold-hunters sounds better, safer…than being trapped between kobold-hunters and angry mites.”<br><br>As he says this, he steps in between Nug and Mogroom…Not in a ‘separating arguing parties’ way, but in what those who know him may recognize as a decision to submit to their leadership in the current situation.<br><br>Pozhvim does a lot of that sort of thing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>07-12-2018, 18:09:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/77cGkBV.png?1)</div> Slizzle rubbed the sides of her temples after their bickering had gone full circle once again. The pis-poor drinks they had just before weren't helping either. "Ok enough!!!" She barked at the lot of them. "Its been over an hour now, an hour and we still have only barely left the den. Nug wants to hunt, Nosk wants the effigy, no kobold wants to get egg-napped and that god damned goblin eared Mogroom keeps switching her vote. If we keep at it like this the sun would be up by the time we decided anything" She scolded sharply. Slizzle for one was among the kobolds who preferred the dark, so she wasn't looking forward to traveling by day. They had to pick a goal and go at it right away. <br><br>"So enough! After hearing every kobolds say, we are gonna do it as followed. Food first while keeping an eye out for that kobold snatcher. Second deal with the snatcher and only after that will we go after the big prize and get our effigy back. Yes Nosk, We can add the bones of whatever we catch to the effigy. And Mogroom, if you ever want someone to make you a song, you have to have some story worth making songs for. Now get up and move. Nug, you're the hunter here, you know the terrain, lead the way." Slizzle ordered sharply. After all, kobolds and democracy were like polar opposites. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>10-12-2018, 11:47:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>Nug cocked a brow, but otherwise seemed indifferent to Slizzle's assumption of authority.&nbsp; She just rose from the comfortable crouch she'd been in and drew her dark brown, hooded, hide cloak around herself before setting off silently.&nbsp; Her steps were light and soundless, leaving little disturbance in their wake, though she wasn't making any special effort at stealth...not with the band of 'bolds at her back.&nbsp; It mattered little that she left no sign of her passage nor made a sound, since they could hardly be expected to do the same.<br><br>As she lead them all to the most likely location of the most recent koboldnapping, she kept a weather eye out for suspicious or unusual sign.&nbsp; Her nostrils flared as she sniffed the air, though she made little attempt to track prey, knowing she'd be unable to hunt with the others riding her coattails.&nbsp; Still, it never hurt to study the lay of the land.&nbsp; A lack of prey might give her a clue as to who or what was taking their brethren.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not sure where the most recent kobolds were snatched from, but I assume Nug would be on top of that shit...at least being able to track their likely route to wherever they were headed, anyway.<br><br>Here's her basic survival roll to identify any suspicious looking disturbances or tracks, or whatever, on the way.<br>At 2018-12-10 04:45:28, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=127394)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>12-12-2018, 20:58:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>Pozhvim, though generally retarded in the most harmless way, at least knew where to stand. Mogroom hissed in smug victory, tail swirling joyously behind her. She was almost ready to begin complimenting the others for their smarts for once (a rare occasion indeed). All agreed. All was good. <br><br>Then, Slizzle went and said out loud things she shouldn't have. Mogroom's snout wrinkled up with embarrassment. "Why you talk about songs?! No. Shhh!" How did she even know? Had Mogroom accidentally let her dreams slip from head to tongue during the biggest glowgrub buzz? Mogroom covered her face and moved to the other side of the pack, hoping Slizzle would not bring it up nor others make note. "I'm... I'm not for sing songs and such long-leg frippery. Focus on the task now. No gossip."<br><br>Though not skilled in the outdoors Mogroom was not one to be outdone in the sneaky. She knew very well the dangers of a noisy kobold pack and knew also to keep her distance, keeping her head beneath the high grass where it grew, leaving only the barest of claw prints after her steps. <br><br>OOC: Stealth roll At 2018-12-17 16:03:30, Mogroom (uid: 29273) rolls: 1d20a13 Result: 29 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=127857)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>14-12-2018, 05:06:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/GmVMTHJ3/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-2.png)</div> Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789) looks slighty startled at the vim with which Slizzle takes charge, but he just glances between Mogroom and Nug a moment, hesitating.<br><br>When the group of kobolds move out, he watches Mogroom as she shifts out to the party’s flank, cleverly hiding in the grass as she moves with preternatural silence. For his own part, Poz follows carefully some distance behind Nug, literally placing his feet where hers have been but hanging back far enough to not cramp her style or give her away.<br><br>The clear moonlight may not be pleasant to the other kobolds, but Pozhvim seems to be able to see a great distance in it, and is constantly on the alert. While he’s no great shakes as a miner, and has a reputation as needing to be told every little thing to do, he actually seems quite competent in terms of partnering with Nug. It’s almost as if someone’d patiently trained him to do it...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Perception Roll:</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br>At 2018-12-13 22:04:00, Pozhvim (uid: 63473) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=127680)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stealth Roll:</div><div class="spoiler_body"> WELP<br>At 2018-12-17 19:06:41, Pozhvim (uid: 63473) rolls: 1d10a9 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=127860) I guess for as bad as his roll was, his bonus at least kept it from being pathetic...</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>17-12-2018, 08:58:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static1.fjcdn.com/comments/Blank+_0828f85e4db5c10790063c09d80995a6.jpg)</div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's decided then; the group of kobolds will press their plans by traveling to the Northeast, towards the forest's verge. Grass rustles and parts as they travel, and aside fro mthe occasional call of a nightbird. it's a quiet night.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The moon travels a fair bit across the sky, and the large hilltop sycamore that the Blackscales know houses the mite tribe looms a little closer with each step<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">If you guys are making an effort to avoid said tree, or otherwise be stealthy, go ahead and make a Stealth check. If not, carry on :-). <br><br>Also, sorry for the delay, especially for such a short post, had a lot going on over here.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>24-12-2018, 16:02:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/77cGkBV.png?1)</div> Slizzle was glad to see the others took her command without to much fuss. Even more so since she caught Mogroom off guard with her, distracting the green loud mouth enough so she didn't counter her order.&nbsp; Now that 'that' was sorted out and their group finally began to move, Slizzle followed.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stealth Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Being stealthy isn't Slizzle's cup of tea: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128150)</div></div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>28-12-2018, 02:02:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>As their small group draws nearer to the mite tribe she takes even more caution with their path and her own footsteps.&nbsp; Her eyes continue to scan for any sign of their kidnapped comrades, or those who took them, even as she leads the others in a relatively wide berth around the tree that houses their enemies.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealth - At 2018-12-27 19:00:46, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128258)<br><br>Survival - At 2018-12-27 19:01:57, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128259)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>29-12-2018, 01:04:05</strong>
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				<strong>Date:</strong> Third Fireday of Pharast<br><strong>Time;</strong> ~7:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hex D-10, at the foot of the broken crag.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The clutch of kobolds made surprisingly good progress through the night, evn while taking care to skirt any possible encounters with mites. There was a tense moment when Pozhvim kicked a rock into a sleeping covey of quail and sent hte startled bbirds flying into the night sky in a small thunder of wings - the group heard grating, high-pitched nasal voices call out in surprise several dozen yards away... but after holding their breath, the kobolds never met those voices' owners. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By now, It's been several hours of hiking since you set out. Dawn has broken, and while the hills still obscure the sun itself, the sky is lit, and birds are starting to voice song. But the goal is in sight; nearby is a tall rocky crag, where a clifface has broken away into a tumble of weathered stone and gravel. To your north is the dark line of trees, the forests' verge. These two landmarks tell you that the moonradishes the last pack of foragers set out for is close.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Pozhvim</div><div class="spoiler_body">Due to your perception roll, as Pozhvim is poking around their current location, perhaps looking for a rat or snake to munch, he finds a crevasse in the base of the crag, well-hidden behind scrubby trees and vines crawling the cliff face. </div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Nug</div><div class="spoiler_body"> You're familiar enough with the terrain here, you know there's still a good few hours before reaching the forest's edge on foot. </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>29-12-2018, 01:28:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>"Ack! Sun climbs up." Mogroom kept her eyes pursed into little slits to withstand the flood of whiteness in horizon. "Pozhvim, move!" She pushed on the tardy kobold, pushing past him into the tiny opening. A night of nonstop marching at Nug's pace had made her ass sorer than it had ever been. She was ready to crash. "Check traps. There might be someone else sleeping here..."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mogroom might know what types of things to watch out in caves like these with her knowledge in dungeoneering/geography (both have same modifier but I wanted first to roll dungeoneering.)<br><br>1d20a3 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128293)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>29-12-2018, 03:59:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/GmVMTHJ3/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-2.png)</div>Despite the sun's glare, Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789) seems to actually become more sure of himself and his movement as cruel light floods the world. As the other kobolds squint, he looks around more wide-eyed and intent than ever. <br><br>A near-vertical line of darkness in the crag's shattered face catches his attention, and he briefly pauses mid-step. <br><br>To the other kobolds, he's a sudden obstruction, but wheels are turning in his head. He darts to the side, sure-footed despite the brightness, and lightly taps Mogroom's shoulder where she slinks along beside the party before running back, zipping past Slizzle and coming up behind Zug where she's scouting ahead of the small party. <br><br>"Cave," Pozhvim says softly, trying to keep his voice low to let Zug and Mogroom make the decision before the others get involved. "Base of the crag, over there, among the rocks." He points off into the glare for a moment. "Can you see it?" <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">SPOILERS</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm really enjoying playing with you all, but I'd like to say something because I don't want to see a situation where somebody treads on somebody else's toes and somebody gets upset. <br><br>A couple of times so far in this game we've had some confusion about OOC and IC knowledge. Previously, it's meant some IC reveals of deep character secrets, and now it's tripped over a perception roll. I know we're all enthusiastic about this game and I love that, but when information gets posed before the character that has it reveals it, it bypasses the opportunity for interaction, you know? <br><br>I'm not upset. It's a little weird for Poz to decide to grab Mogroom since she doesn't seem to come across to the tribe as a rogue, but rather a minor mage, but eh, whatever. I was a bit more surprised about things like the reveal of Mogroom's secret dreams.<br><br>I just don't want this to be a trend, you know what I'm saying? And please, I'm not accusing. I'm just saying mistakes were made, let's all try to keep a friendly eye on it, ok?</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>01-01-2019, 10:41:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>She stopped when Poz spoke and lowered the hand she'd been using to shade her eyes as she peered off into the distance.&nbsp; Cocking her head at his words, she shifted her gaze to the black entrance, just as Mogroom took it upon herself to shove inside.&nbsp; Frowning, but waiting a moment to see if the foolhardy kobold would trigger any of the traps she was so eager to check for, she murmured to Poz.<br><br>"We'll stop and rest here until the sun sinks low again.&nbsp; We're still a good hike from where we're headed, and I can't see sign as well in full daylight."&nbsp; She motioned for Poz to go ahead into the crevasse, then waited for the others to join him, so that she could do her level best to hide any trace of their presence there as she backed into the cave as well.&nbsp; The last thing they needed was to be snuck up on by mites - or something far worse -&nbsp; as they were resting.<br><br>"I'll keep first watch...the rest of you sleep."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>02-01-2019, 00:43:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>"You can't see well? I can't see anything." Though in the cave she could. Soothing darkness, welcoming darkness. Mogroom pushed deeper into it. "I'll take last," she hurried to add. Last one could have the snuggest sleep. Furthermore, unlike the others Mogroom had a good reason for needing it. Magics wouldn't remember themselves.<br><br>An idea occurred to Mogroom as she headed deeper. "We should set up a trap. Something simple. Do any of you have sharp sticks?" Before going to bed Mogrom wanted to try set up a little defense. Just a little something. Maybe a crossbow set up with a string trigger, a loose rock, or a pit trap in some convenient crack of the crevasse. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>08-01-2019, 04:27:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/98/43/5198437bb0fc506f8896421e356fdd6f.png)</div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mogroom was first into the cave, shoving past Pozhvim and Nug to do so. There was a tangle of thin roots and old cobwebs to brush aside, but nothing too bad. Underfoot, the terrain changed from soil to rough gravel and sand, to hard stone, then... Something hard, smooth, and slightly yeilding?<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She had just enough time to realize <em>that</em> wasn't right, when whatever she was standing on flexed and twisted. She heard a quiet chitter as the enormous centipede she had trod upon writhed back towards her and snapped its toxicognaths at her! it was a superficial wound, but it stung like fire in her flesh.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Surprise round!</div><div class="spoiler_body">With her dungeoneering check, Mogroom knows that vermin like giant centipedes are definitely a thing that you risk running into in caves... but Mogroom's Perception roll of 17 doesn't beat the centipede's stealth roll of Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128733), so she is unaware of it until the last moment, and it gets a free round on her! <br><br>Attack roll (vs. flat-footed AC): Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128736)<br>Damage: Result: 0 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128737) (That's still 1 damage, since every successful attack deals that as a minimum)<br><br>And Mogroom needs to make a Fortitude save!<br><br>Since Pozhvim and Nug are on alert, and I'm pretty sure Mogroom will be sure to let everyone know something's wrong, go ahead and throw initiative!<br><br>Centipede initiative At 2019-01-07 21:21:13, Centipede (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128738)<br><br>And remember Mogroom, with 0 BAB, it'll take a move action to draw weapons</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>08-01-2019, 04:51:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/GmVMTHJ3/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-2.png)</div>Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789), having just been waved in by Nug, lunges forward and low at the many-legged horror. He manages to chomp down on a leg (Hey! drumsticks for everyone!), but his jagged tail-blade gets hung up on a tree-root when he tries to lash it around into the centipede’s side.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Pozhvim goes on Initiative 15</div><div class="spoiler_body">Pozhvim rolls a 15 on Initiative (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128741)<br>He then rolls a 24 to attack with his Dragonmaw bite (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128742)<br>…And a 3 for damage. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128743)<br>Following on with his secondary tail-slap attack, he gets a measly 8 and whiffs (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128744).</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>08-01-2019, 14:24:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>"KRAAAH! Off! OFF! Kill it!" Panic. Disgust. Nothing turned Mogroom's stomach like seeing a crittery thing try to snack her. Mogroom hurried a dagger to her hand, tapping it against her tail to coat the blade with a touch of magic. She held the tiny poker towards the centipede defensively while hurrying to blurt out the arcane chants. <br><br>"Spray! Spray come, sprayos! Colorblurth! Gaah! It's tickling where it bit me!!" She couldn't, just couldn't get the words right, finish the motions. Arcane power fizzled into nothing, as useful as a clawful of mite poo.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fort save rolls: 1d20a-1 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128760)<br><br>Inititative rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128761)<br><br>Move action she pulls a dagger. Then tries to cast color spray defensively.<br><br>Concentration check rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128762) <br><br>Mogroom loses color spray spell.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>08-01-2019, 21:16:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/77cGkBV.png?1)</div> Slizzle had been keeping a bit to herself for most of their travels after their last stop. As dawn was upon them and nasty sun would hurt their eyes, time to find shelter drew near. Luckily, Povrim was quick to find them a good hiding hole to escape the burning rays.<br><br>Slizzle was one of the last to enter the hole, guided in by Nug when she heard the screams. A giant centipede had jumped on poor Moggy. While other had to rush in to help, Slizzle began to cast one of her spells from a distance, gathering morning cold in her paw. It condensed into a tight ball of snow and ice before hurling it to the many legged abomination, splashing against it in a big puff of snow.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128802)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Cast snowball spell:</span><br>Ranged touch attack: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128803) (+4 ranged attack mod, -4 shooting into melee).<br>Damage: 4 cold damage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128804)<br>Additional Effect: Centipede needs to make fort save vs DC 17 or be staggered for one round<br></div></div><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>11-01-2019, 11:44:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>Nug muttered a low curse and was drawing her bow and notching an arrow, even as she clamored into the cave behind the others.&nbsp; She was late to the fight, partly a result of making certain that she was the last one in, and partly a result of taking the briefest moment to draw her weapon and ammunition.&nbsp; Still, she let loose an arrow into the mass of scaled forms before her, confidently aiming and striking the squirming pest with a snarl.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2019-01-11 04:30:11, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129086)<br><br>Nug's not so quick on the draw, apparently.<br><br>Summary: At 2019-01-11 04:35:00, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129087)<br><br>But, once she gets going...<br><br>Summary: At 2019-01-11 04:37:08, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d6a1 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129088)<br><br>She can do some damage!<br><br>(I had to add +1 to each result due to Tactician and Point Blank Shot, which I forgot about before I made my rolls. Tactician adds a +1 bonus to Init, which I've now fixed on her sheet, and PBS gives her a bonus to her attack and damage within 30 feet.)<br><br></div></div><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>21-01-2019, 17:37:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The combined might of the kobolds turns the slithery, too-many-leg having chilopod into chitinous chunks. Mogroom however, still feels the burning sensation of the critter's venom spreading from the bite it delivered (take 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129817) points of Dexterity damage, and give me another Con save!)<br><br>After the vermin's death, nothing else seems to rear up to assault the group. Now what?<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Thanks for your patience guys. The internet issue is now resolved and we can continue on this quest!</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>21-01-2019, 18:48:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/V6dbYN9b/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-3.png)</div> Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789) spits out a few centipede legs and digs between his fangs for a chunk of cartilage as he looks over at Mogroom. She doesn’t look too hurt, and he knows little about healing. <br><br>Still, it’s clear that their shelter might not be so easy. At least none of the other kobolds are upset with him for suggesting a centipede den. Maybe they will just blame Mogroom, and not realize he spotted it.<br><br>Speaking of spotting.<br><br>“I should watch” he mumbles, spitting out another small piece and fastidiously running his hands over his pretty dress to make sure there isn’t any centipede juice on it. “The hole outside? To guard the middle of the day. When the sun is highest, I see best.”<br><br>Others, Pozhvim thinks, will be better at exploring the cave. He glances at Nug, with perhaps a little worry in his countenace. She’s the scout. <br><br>Keeping his back to the sun, he looks inward for a few moments and tries to pick out details, but he’s not at all sure how deep the cave goes. If it is very deep, then he doesn’t want to stay here alone while the others explore.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">No actual actions here. Without light, unless the cave is very shallow Poz won't be able to see too deep inside it, and there's nothing he can really do for Mogroom.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>21-01-2019, 18:59:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>It died in a flash of stabs and bites, but not quick enough. Mogroom felt her coordination numb, fingers fumbled, nearly dropping the dagger. The strange sensation kept on spreading in light tremors, stealing away Mogroom's sense of body at a pace scarier than the bite itself.<br><br>She screamed, again. <acronym title="KRAAAAH! Is not behaving.">"KRAAAH! Ish not behaving."</acronym> Screamed again. Even tongue was flopping around all wrong. <acronym title="Numb! It bit me! Feeling strange!">"Numb! Ith bith me! Feeling thrange!"</acronym> Poison of some sort. It had to be. <acronym title="Poison, poissssson. Poison!">"Poithon, poithhhhon. Pothhhh!"</acronym> Rats. It just wouldn't come out right. Mogroom took Nug by the shoulders and tried to give her a shake so she might understand, staring wide eyes of frustrated panic at her. <acronym title="Poison! You help me now!">"Poittthon! Huu halpf mhe nhao!"</acronym><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fort roll numbah 2:<br>At 2019-01-21 11:52:04, Mogroom (uid: 29273) rolls: 1d20a-1 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129822)</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>27-01-2019, 20:11:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/77cGkBV.png?1)</div> After slaying the many legged creature, all of them had a moment to breath. Poor Mogroom had been bitten by the vile beast, but there was nothing Slizzle could do about it. "Anyone of you know how to pull venom out" She inquired to the others standing around. "Know any herbs that might help?".<br><br>Awaiting the others responses, Slizzle turned away from the entrance light and peered inside the darker bits of the cave to see of there were any other things they might have overlooked before the monster jumped out.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception check to look around the rest of the cave: 27 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130013)<br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>29-01-2019, 23:10:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>Once the creature was dead, she slipped past the others to retrieve her arrow, hissing softly at Mogroom as she jerked out of the other kobold's grip.&nbsp; "Cease your hatchling caterwalling, you fool.&nbsp; Do you want to bring more trouble down on our heads?&nbsp; Sit down, you'll be fine."&nbsp; After wiping off the tip of her arrow and putting it back with her others, as well as replacing her bow on her back, she moved deeper into the cave.&nbsp; With a dagger in hand, she cautiously checked for more of the insects or any traps, and returned once she was satisfied that they were alone.<br><br>Returning to the others, she silently picked up the dead bug and carried it out of the cave, hauling it a good distance away before leaving it.&nbsp; She trusted the others to deal with Mogroom while she did a bit of hunting and foraging, seeing if she could find any food for them to eat, or even just a small stream for water, knowing they would need to keep their strength up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>04-02-2019, 11:33:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nug and Slizzle explore the cave, and find that it's actually rather small; large enough for a shelter at least. There's some tumbletown in the back indicating that there might be more, hidden udner a wall of broken rock and gravel. There's plenty of other crawly critters in there; the ceiling has a few clusters of harvestmen, crickets abound, and of course hte usual spiders, and much more manageable-sized centipedes and millipedes. Nothing out of the ordinary, really. There's also no sign of it being the den of anything larger than the occasional rodent.<br><br>But something does catch their eye; to the untrained it's just a sooty black streak with some dark nodules in it cutting through the southern rock wall. Maybe an amateur geologist would assume it's just hematite or the like. But the two of you, with your mining experience have a suspicion... and when Nug rubs at one of the nodules, clearing away some gritty black dirt to reveal a warm metallic yellow glow... This cave has a thick vein of cold ore running through it!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">You found a thing! *thing-finding music* There's nuggets that cna be dug out, but the streak itself is gold ore; it would need refining of course, but...<br><br>If you guys want to rest, let me know who's taking watch shifts, and those who are, give me another perception check</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chanticleer</strong> on <strong>04-02-2019, 14:22:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/GmVMTHJ3/eef6ec6b38c38ad3b97da9b5de81db90-2.png)</div> Being not much of a miner and just a weird 'bold in general, Pozhvim (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1753789) doesn't display quite the gleeful enthusiasm about the gold that other kobolds might, although he's happy that other kobolds are happy. He takes the middle-of-the-day watch...Everybold else hates it, and he sees best in the bright light of the outdoors.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Pozhvim rolls a 23. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130301)</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sain</strong> on <strong>07-02-2019, 19:22:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UZhT7LR.png)</div>Mogroom felt devastated, betrayed. She was dying from poison and her companions did not lift a claw to save her. <acronym title="I don't believe it!">"Ah donth belleevf ith,"</acronym> she said, laying against the wall in what might have&nbsp; well been her dying pose. Heartless scoundrels the lot of them. A good variety of kobold curses were muttered at them as Mogroom rolled on her side, reluctantly abiding by Nug's hint to keep it down. For sure she didn't want any more of those caterpillars finding them.<br><br>At first Mogroom pretended to sleep. Spiteful thoughts would have kept her awake for hours. However, when gold was found she was miraculously cured from her attitude issues. <acronym title="Uck!">"Ack!"</acronym> Legs did not quite respond as they should have as Mogroom rushed to inspect the findings.<br><br><acronym title="Riches! Riches. Ric- Riches! AaaahhaaA!">"Litheth! Ritheth. Ric- Riches! OOoohhooO!"</acronym> A whole vein of gold. Infinite gold. Her eyes went round with awe and wonder. The things they could buy with that gold. It was a vein so there had to be enough to buy a whole long leg kingdom if they wanted to. Enough to pay a hundred bards so much money that Mogroom would be known as the wittiest, strongest, and sexiest of all kobold mages throughout the kingdoms. Her breath shuddered. <acronym title="What we do with this? We can be kings.">"Whath we dho with thith? We can be kingth."</acronym> Not just kings. With this Mogroom could declare herself the Queen-Empreror-King-Chief. <acronym title="Endless possibilities.">"Endleth pothipilitieth..."</acronym>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fortune Favors the 'Bold! (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>08-02-2019, 01:40:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0f/Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png/391px-Tumblr_peecsbhDs51w10awxo1_1280.png)<br><strong>Nug (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=296167.msg14511406#msg14511406)</strong></div></div><br>Nug had never been overly concerned with gold and mining, so she left the vein to the others.&nbsp; Mog's dreaming made her snort softly, though a faint grin touched her lips at the lisp the other kobold was forced to speak in.&nbsp; She settled in the entrance of the cave, far enough back not to be seen by anyone or thing passing by, but where she could keep a keen watch through the entrance and spot intruders before they got too close to their cave.<br><br>"We can't dig out the gold now, so we'll just make note of it and come back later on to mine it out.&nbsp; It's no good to us like that, anyhow."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2019-02-07 18:39:36, Nug (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130526)<br><br>Nug sucks at seeing in daylight, apparently.</div></div>
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