The Harbinger of Ferocity

The Twenty-Fifth Hour

@DocRock

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Chapter I

"Your intuition or your calling, whichever it might be, leads you back along the shore. Heeding this invisible, siren's call that tugged not just upon your mind but the strings of your heart, you pierce the darkening sky. Showered with the dust of the stars far above and the fading life of oceanic flames adrift beyond, your wandering, waterlogged soul drifts across the sand like a piper. The delirium of your endeavor harrying you, you near trip over a swathe of seaweed that laid tangled on the shore; thinking at first to curse it, you discover as though it might well have reached out to you, at least in concept. Ensnared within its green, slimy grasp along the bulbous ridges and leaf-like protrusions, do you find another prize that the ocean brought ashore. This time a little quarry as some rope, presumably rigging of the vessel."

"Gathering it in your hands, as you begin to reel it in from more of the waves lapping at land, you realize it is attached to some heft. But thanks to your build and being none unfamiliar to sand, you haul the rest of the catch ashore and find yourself in receipt of even greater a prize. Why, entangled within the cord and wrapped in more of the kelpy green, is the footing of wood. A sizable shape like that of railing, you have recovered either what could be firewood if left to dry or more material to build a primitive hovel."

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Hekazu, would this happen to be in initiative order still, out of combat, a new initiative? We are aware there's more enemy awaiting us and it seems they have been appropriately greed thus far from the cleric, so where would that reasonably put us? Or is this one of those scenarios where it matters not until first come, first served? If so, as Brannor likely still retains his magical defense from his allies, I might just have him lead the attack.

StarLordess: The War between Banana and Terriblue

Choose your side. If you're not in the war, you're against all of us.

I needn't any further encouragement, although if I might be so honest, I would be delighted to pick off the stragglers. Do let me know when it comes to that. As it stands currently I have a sneaking suspicion that I will have observed that moment when it eventually comes. Until then, both factions seemingly have a new competitor too in default white; I am certain this news would be of interest to the relevant parties if they were not already aware. Do enjoy.

The Twenty-Fifth Hour

There is still room for a maximum of three more players to partake in the self-determining story. All actions and events, unless time passes, are decided by the players through their choices, which in turn shapes the entire world of the game. Effectively, the players drive the narrative, and thus whatever they wish to see begins to manifest more.

The Twenty-Fifth Hour

@Pyromaniacwolf @DocRock

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Chapter I

"With great trouble in the depths of your heart, you decide not to, for the time being at least, delve into the dark undergrowth. A jungle as this could contain any manner of threat from the tearing, gnashing fangs of carnivores to the sickening and insidious venom of any manner of dreadful insect, particular in this place under the guise of darkness. If it were any consolation to this understanding, as the fire at sea died down, more of the stars above revealed themselves and through your bearings, you are of reasonable confidence dawn was not terribly far removed. Some more hours of suffering, wandering of the beachhead, and first light would surely be upon you. However, this turn of fates so too made it more difficult to read once more and thus your opportunity to leaf through the mysterious book you clung to, clutched fast to your chest, would need so too wait."

"For now you returned to combing the beach, fingers prying at the vanilla-tinged leather, tacky mouth thirsting for water. A lesser man might have surrendered to the urge to sip from the sea but the tales of lost sailors ages past forewarned this outcome only spelt doom. So you busied your thoughts with praying that more goods might find themselves ashore. Which in turn was answered with a compass-like pull..."

Post a random fact about yourself.

It matters not at this point in exercise, thanks in part to many years of conditioning and physical refinement, but there is one truth that does not escape me; I still detest running. It is not as though I resent it as much as I had in the past for being difficult, rather that it has become an issue for being time consuming in proportion to the frustration it evokes. The only answer to covering more ground in a shorter span of time is to move faster but this comes at the cost of endurance and vice versa.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

No need to worry at least from my lot, the question has been answered. Time can be granted in such a case as needed, the Dungeon Master is only minorly, utterly responsible for the game so I can make concessions at times. Humor aside, here is to hoping we do not receive a number of uninvited guests to the non-encounter.

Give Me Your Favorite Quote(s).

“But for the cat I have entertained a particular respect and affection ever since the earliest days of my infancy. In its flawless grace and superior self-sufficiency I have seen a symbol of the perfect beauty and bland impersonality of the universe itself, objectively considered, and in its air of silent mystery there resides for me all the wonder and fascination of the unknown.”

H.P. Lovecraft

Post a random fact about yourself.

This says a great deal about my existence in that I hadn't any idea what a "warhead" was in the context above, requiring me to read into the matter. As expected with the implied content, apparently these are candies popular with children that are known for their exceptionally sour taste. This now makes all the more sense.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Who is it now we are awaiting to hear from? It has been a fair bit since combat has effectively ended.