[IC] The Wild Beyond Witchlight

[Fading Memory]

“That’s all well and good- Wait, a well? Didja say a well? Brutrummuk, be a dear and take us closer can you? I would like to see this well. A well bubbling like a spring? That’s just vocabulary soup! You don’t suppose the well is making soup, do you fellows?” She muses. “I mean, of course it doesn’t, we’re not in soup now- but I’d like to see it nonetheless.”

She scrambles across the raft cautiously, holding onto the side of Bob’s shell all the while, to get into position to study this strange sight.

[rush99999]

Brutrumukk

"I can take us closer to the well." Brutrumukk said as he began rowing in that direction. "But I can't turn meself into a deer though. I ain't a druid. Me mum was, but not me."

[Guardian Angel Haruki]

Hither

Gushing O'-Well

Brutrumukk easily navigates the raft through the waters and closer to the little patch of land that crests above the high tide. They are able to dock the raft there, and walk over to the well. The well is ten feet tall and five feet in diameter. There, the party can feel water droplets fall upon them from the geyser shooting up from the well. The geyser reaches 30 feet into the air before raining upon the party and the area.

Passive Perception of 13 and higher

You see at the top of this geyser are four baubles, two of them glinting in the twilight. These baubles are a silver hand mirror with a nymph-shaped handle, a piece of orange parchment folded to look like a knight astride a unicorn, a wooden spoon with a hole in the center, and a silvered pinecone.

New Players

Both Satyr and Halfling weren't in Prismeer for very long...at least it doesn't feel long. At some point between coming to this swamp and now, the both of you ran into each other and decided it would be prudent to travel together. Out of the both of you, the Satyr Knight, Feras Mossbeard, can feel that his lost item is here! Somewhere in these swamps! The feeling is an unceasing nagging that won't go away until he finds it.

Of course, being fey, he knows that's the metaphysical balance trying to correct itself and help him in doing so.

Fortunately or Unfortunately, the Halfling, Halander, does not have that same nagging feeling in these swamps.

As the both of you traverse through the swamp, trying to find civilization or to your lost things, you do finally find something...

Or rather, someone...

Wading or swimming through this sudden high tide, you see the small patch of land with the well, and you see a group of five with a raft move to investigate it. This group of five consists of two goblinoids, an elf, a half-elf, and a human. Peculiarly, they also have a Giant Snail with them.

...What do you do?

OOC

The swamps are now at High Tide!

Depth. The water's depth is 5 feet. Creatures that don't have a swimming speed move at half speed through the water.
Visibility. Visibility underwater is 10 feet.

[Isaac]

Hither

Gushing O'-Well

Brutrumukk easily navigates the raft through the waters and closer to the little patch of land that crests above the high tide. They are able to dock the raft there, and walk over to the well. The well is ten feet tall and five feet in diameter. There, the party can feel water droplets fall upon them from the geyser shooting up from the well. The geyser reaches 30 feet into the air before raining upon the party and the area.

Passive Perception of 13 and higher

You see at the top of this geyser are four baubles, two of them glinting in the twilight. These baubles are a silver hand mirror with a nymph-shaped handle, a piece of orange parchment folded to look like a knight astride a unicorn, a wooden spoon with a hole in the center, and a silvered pinecone.

New Players

Both Satyr and Halfling weren't in Prismeer for very long...at least it doesn't feel long. At some point between coming to this swamp and now, the both of you ran into each other and decided it would be prudent to travel together. Out of the both of you, the Satyr Knight, Feras Mossbeard, can feel that his lost item is here! Somewhere in these swamps! The feeling is an unceasing nagging that won't go away until he finds it.

Of course, being fey, he knows that's the metaphysical balance trying to correct itself and help him in doing so.

Fortunately or Unfortunately, the Halfling, Halender, does not have that same nagging feeling in these swamps.

As the both of you traverse through the swamp, trying to find civilization or to your lost things, you do finally find something...

Or rather, someone...

Wading or swimming through this sudden high tide, you see the small patch of land with the well, and you see a group of five with a raft move to investigate it. This group of five consists of two goblinoids, an elf, a half-elf, and a human. Peculiarly, they also have a Giant Snail with them.

...What do you do?

OOC

The swamps are now at High Tide!

Depth. The water's depth is 5 feet. Creatures that don't have a swimming speed move at half speed through the water.
Visibility. Visibility underwater is 10 feet.

@Guardian Angel Haruki

Would I have gotten to know Feras during our travels?

[Isaac]

(So sorry I forgot what channel we were in)

"Feras." said Halander. "I do reckon we've run into sentient adventurers. It's been a long time indeed, so such a thing is quite amazing. Pardon me, but I think I will speak to them now." he said, taking a quick step forward. "Ho! I am Halander Wilkins, and we two have gotten lost like you." He bowed, continuing on his ramble, as indeed, being a tutor had trained his mouth to move for minutes at a time. "Not just that, but I, not sure of Feras, have lost something very dear to me at The Witchlight Carnival." he finished. "Either way, meeting you all here is rather convenient for us."

(Any checks?)

[rush99999]

Brutrumukk

Brutrumukk turned to regard the newcomers with narrowed eyes. Brutrumukk found it to be a somewhat suspicious coincidence that these two stranger much appeared out of nowhere, immediately brought up that they had lost something at the Witchlight Carnival like almost everyone else in the party had, and were now trying to ingratiate themselves to the group. "Yeah... I think I can say with a fair amount o' certainty that these two are workin' fer the 'ag." Brutrumukk said to his companions.

[Isaac]

"The what? Who is the "agh"? Why would...Ok, before you start throwing out such rash accusations, consider the facts." he said, crossing his legs.

This is how you knew he was about to talk for a good long while.

"If I was a spy, would I sound so much like one? Don't you think my plan and execution would be better? Don't you think I would know more about my surroundings? See, I am a Mercenary and Librarian by trade, and there was a strange figure who almost seemed to have wanted to be followed. I pursued this creature, and was left here, with no earthly idea where my marble is or how to get out. If I was a spy, Once my plan failed, don't you think I would have a way to get out?"

[XxFellsingxX]

Jub the Peculiar

"But I can't turn meself into a deer though. I ain't a druid."

Jub gave a small snort. "Now there's mental image," he muttered as he tried to imagine Brutrumukk ever transforming into something as skittish and dainty as a deer. Maybe a moose or an elk, or some kind of woolly buffalo.

He turned back to Gabriel. "Anyhow, I wasn't trying to diminish your loss, my friend," he said. "Merely questioning how our mystical thief chose what they stole. The Misters seemed to imply that it was retribution for us not paying, but if so, why are the things they took so different? Did it simply take the most important thing we had on our person at the time?" He gestured to the half-elf. "That doesn't seem right, because as sentimentally important these dice are to you, it couldn't have been the most important thing. Especially considering this magic can steal non-physical things. It could have taken..." The goblin thought for a moment as he tried to consider what else Gabriel might hold dear that could have been taken from him. "Your ability to fence or sing or..." He made a wild hand gesture as he tried to think of something, before suddenly realising he really didn't know much about what Gabriel did or didn't hold dear, so he simply. "Something! I don't know! I'm just trying to make sense of all this!"

It was at this point they were approached by two strangers, a halfling and a satyr, who Brutrumukk almost immediately voiced his mistrust of. Given how strange the inhabitants of this land had proved so far, Jub was inclined to agree. He listened as the halfling attempted to explain himself, narrowing his eyes and glancing at the expressions of each of his own companions to see what they thought. Once the halfling was quiet, Jub spoke up. "To be honest, I'm a lot less suspicious of you than I am of your cloven-hooved companion there," he said, nodding towards Feras. "Because he's a fey. Satyr's are fey. And we're in the Feywild, which is where fey are from so if anyone's a spy here, it's mostly likely him." He paused, before quickly looking back at the halfling. "Oh yeah, not sure if you're aware of that but you're in the Feywild. I probably should have revealed that a little more delicately, now that I think of it..."

[Isaac]

Halander Wilkins

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"The Feywilds, yes? I've only ever had the chance to read about this in books. Interesting, hm?" he said, not talking to anybody in particular but instead, seemed he was speaking to...nothing? A sad expression crossed the man's face when he realized what he was doing. "Nevermind. This place is quite beautiful, but there are likely many monsters about. Why and how have you come to the Feywilds? Seems from your attire that it wasn't for sightseeing." Pausing, his thoughts turned inward and he collected what he could remember about his meager time at the festival itself. "The agh, The agh... the...hag? Ah, yes." he paused, returning to the outside world. "I do remember chasing someone into a portal that looked vaguely feminine. Could that be who you are looking for?"

"Even if he is likely to be a spy, Feras is, how do you know whoever you are looking for is also Fey and can communicate in the language of Satyrs? Perhaps they are of a different species but are very used to this climate and terrain." he finished.

[Isaac]

Accidental Dupe Post

[XxFellsingxX]

Jub the Peculiar

"Well, he took that far better than I thought he would," Jub muttered to Brutrumukk. He wasn't sure whether to take the halfling's lack of surprise or fear at this revelation as suspicious or simple eccentricity. However, his ears did perk up slightly as the mention of following a 'feminine figure' into a portal. "This figure... it wouldn't happen to be a kenku, would it? Or someone vaguely birdlike at least?" He motioned to himself and Brutrumukk. "We met one before we got here and we know she's somehow involved with all..." He gestured vaguely around himself. "This." He paused, considering how much they should tell these strangers. The halfling at least seemed to be even more confused about this whole situation than they had been. The Misters had at least told their group something about what was happening, but it seemed this guy knew next to nothing. He turned his head back to the other members of his party, giving them a questioning an expression as if to ask 'what now?'

[Dark Cloud]

G A B R I E L

He chuckled finding what the halfling said a little humorous either if it were intended or not "Forgive me my friend I mean no offense by laughing, Gabriel at your service." he offered the halfling a hand in welcome, not bothered by his and his friends sudden and abrupt appearance.

"Pardon my curiosity but where in the world did you find yourself befriended by this one?" the half-elf gave a sideways glance to the satyr.

[Isaac]

(Crap ignore this)

[Lurking Krog]

Aurora

Aurora shrugs to Jub unsure what to do now. She had only been half listening to the halflings tale with her attention towards the objects at the top of the geyser. None of the baubles looked familiar to her leaving her to wonder who they belonged to.

The elf looked towards the halfling the group had just met. "We are here to help some acquaintances and look for lost things. We are not specifically looking for a hag, just given some warning about." She understood the reservation that Jub and Brut had about these two. The immediate accusation of the two new arrivals working for the hags seemed unlikely to Rory however.

"Halander was it? I will agree that meeting you here was rather convenient, yet those I am traveling with are rather suspect due to events that unfolded a day ago. It does seem rather odd that you immediately bring up that you are looking for something you lost at the Witchlight Carnival. Unfortunately it seems almost too convenient to us. The hag, hags really, have taken over this place and we cannot be sure who is or is not working for them. By chance are any of those items in the geyser what you are looking for." She gestures to the top of the geyser where the baubles were.

[rush99999]

Brutrumukk

"Items?" Brutrumukk asked before following Aurora's gesture up to the top of the geyser and spotting the baubles located there after a moment of squinting. "Huh. So there are." Brutrumukk said before a glint of silver brought a glint of avarice to the bugbear's eye. "Some of 'em look like they'd be worth a pretty penny." Brutrumukk added before looking around. "Where's that fairy we came 'ere with? She'd be able to reach 'em with those wings of 'ers."

[XxFellsingxX]

Jub the Peculiar

Hearing Brutrumukk's last comment, something finally to Jub and he raised his finger in a dramatic fashion. "Fear not!" he said triumphantly. "Thanks to my previous exploits, we do not require the oversized sprite for this particular task!" He gave the smuggest smile as he, using the Charm of the Monarch, summoned a pair of beautiful, green butterfly wings, not dissimilar in appearance from the cloth ones he had worn while at the Carnival. He his arms and did a fancy spin round so his companions could get a look at his new appendages. "Right? Come now, don't hold back the applause!"

[rush99999]

Brutrumukk

"A flyin' goblin!" Brutrumukk exclaimed in astonishment as Jub activated the Charm of the Monarch. "Well now I've seen everythin'."

[Lurking Krog]

Aurora

"May I suggest we leave them if they do not belong to any of us. I suspect that one of the rules of hospitality would be broken of we take them. I would much rather not witness what would happen should one of us steal something." Aurora was not certain that whatever magic enforced the rules of hospitality would do something. She did not however intend on finding out what may happen. "For all we know taking one of these things would bind you into service with the hags if it did not originally belong to you." The elf gave a quick glance to Sir Talarvar searching for a more exact answer before looking at Jub.

"Interesting, how long have you been able to do that Jub?"

[XxFellsingxX]

Jub the Peculiar

"Since that whole crowning ceremony at the Carnival," Jub replied, glancing over his shoulders to get a better look at his wings. He gave them a small flutter. "Haven't had much reason to use them until now. I suppose I could have used them to get to our little dragon friend faster, but eh..." He shrugged. "I think I can only use this three times anyway. That being said..." He pushed himself off the ground so he was just above his companions' heads. He pointed to Aurora. "Ring and letter." He then pointed to Gabriel. "Dice." He pointed one finger at Zavakri and the other at their two new acquaintances. "Absolutely no clue." He then pointed with his thumb towards himself. "I don't even know what someone's ability to keep secrets would look like but I'll figure it out." He then flew up to the top of the geyser to get a better look at the objects, with particular interest in the parchment unicorn as he wondered if it had been made from Aurora's letter she'd lost. Turning an important document into origami seemed very much like a fey thing to do.

OOC

Investigation check on objects in geyser = 22 (nat 20!)

[rush99999]

Brutrumukk

"Bring all o' that stuff down when yer done lookin' at 'em!" Brutrumukk called up as the moment of wonder passed and the bugbear's greed reasserted itself in his mind. "Especially the silver things! I want those fer me treasure sack!"