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[Thecard]

Sneak quietly out, look at the people. Then plan how to slay the men and bed the women.

The woman is going to be the easiest of the three to deal with, I'm thinking.

You're assuming it's two men and a woman by hearing one name?

I don't know very many men with the name Esmerelda.  Or many women who are fathers.  And we've seen the mage.

[Mlamlah]

Sneak quietly out, look at the people. Then plan how to slay the men and bed the women.

The woman is going to be the easiest of the three to deal with, I'm thinking.

I don't think that's a healthy assumption anyway, these could be mages, or Night creatures for all we know, which is next to nothing.

[Grek]

She's the youngest of the mages that we haven't incapacitated.

[Thecard]

Sneak quietly out, look at the people. Then plan how to slay the men and bed the women.

The woman is going to be the easiest of the three to deal with, I'm thinking.

I don't think that's a healthy assumption anyway, these could be mages, or Night creatures for all we know, which is next to nothing.

I meant the bedding.  That should be simple, since we're going to transform her into a hideous beautiful night troll consort.

But Grek is right.

[Weirdsound]

Character:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: the Male Night Troll "My father says I earn a name when people fear me enough to give me one."

Physical Traits:
Tattooed Arms "Prevents me from getting magic fatigued as easily, and even helps out a bit with casting. Also: Fashionable."
Springy Legs "I wish I could fly, but being able to jump like a flea and kick peoples ribs in is the next best thing."
Camouflaged Body "I can be invisible... at a glance or at a distance."
Hypnotic Gaze "I'm good at disabling a mortal's self preservation instinct... not so good at predicting his actions once I do."

Skills:
Eon Manipulation (+4) "Eon Manipulation is a family tradition. I hope to someday be as good as my father..."
Stealth (+3) "They can't escape what they can't see!"
Dark Manipulation (+2) "The night is my birthright and my greatest ally..."
Night Creature Empathy (+1) "Because it pays to be friends with other night dwellers."
Communication (+1) "Even for one as hideous as myself, a silver tongue goes a long way!"

Inventory:
An Elf Tooth Charm Necklace (Worn)
A Brown and Green Ritual Cloak (Worn)
-3 Slices of Goblin Jerkey (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Flask of Oil (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Flint Fire-starter Kit (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Pair of Forceps (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Handheld mirror (In inside cloak pocket)
"I can't fit much more in my pockets. Perhaps I should find a bag or something soon..."

Sneak quietly out, look at the people. Then plan how to slay the men and bed the women.

You try to sneak out quietly, but the cell door refuses to comply, and gives a loud groan when you open it. Seconds later you hear footsteps coming down the stairs to the basement. You activate your camouflage and instinctively freeze. A woman holding a torch enters the room.

Her robes betray the fact that she at least fancies herself a witch, and her necklace of humanoid knuckle-bones implies that she has the skill to kill or money to buy knuckle-bones. She is neither particularly old nor particularly young, but since you are barely an adolescent you suspect that she may have more magical talent than you do. If the other person in the building is in fact her father he is likely more powerful still... you shudder at the implication; your attempt to revive the night troll race could end before it begins!

The woman scans the room with her eyes and her torch, and sadly your camouflage doesn't hold out against her search. She instinctively holds out her palm in your direction and charges up some kind of spell, but when she speaks there is more curriosity than hostility or fear in her voice. "What... are you?"

Your Roll: 1d20 = 8 + 2(Camouflage against somebody searching) + 3(Stealth) = 13
Her Roll:  1d20 = 16 + 2(Torch) = 18

"Um... eeermmm...."

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Help. My people are dying, maybe dead, and only you can help them."

((Really glad we got Communication...)

[Grek]

"Help. My people are dying, maybe dead, and only you can help them."

((Really glad we got Communication...)

[Thecard]

"Help. My people are dying, maybe dead, and only you can help them."

((Really glad we got Communication...)

Use hypnotic gaze on her as well, to help persuade her.  Do it subtly though.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Help. My people are dying, maybe dead, and only you can help them."

((Really glad we got Communication...)

Use hypnotic gaze on her as well, to help persuade her.  Do it subtly though.

Oh, yeah, do this too.

[Thecard]

We could also show her our sweet tats.

[Mlamlah]

"Help. My people are dying, maybe dead, and only you can help them."

((Really glad we got Communication...)

Use hypnotic gaze on her as well, to help persuade her.  Do it subtly though.

Oh, yeah, do this too.

+1, maybe add a reference to our magical knowledge to make sure they don't try to... dissect us or something

[Weirdsound]

Character:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: the Male Night Troll "My father says I earn a name when people fear me enough to give me one."

Physical Traits:
Tattooed Arms "Prevents me from getting magic fatigued as easily, and even helps out a bit with casting. Also: Fashionable."
Springy Legs "I wish I could fly, but being able to jump like a flea and kick peoples ribs in is the next best thing."
Camouflaged Body "I can be invisible... at a glance or at a distance."
Hypnotic Gaze "I'm good at disabling a mortal's self preservation instinct... not so good at predicting his actions once I do."

Skills:
Eon Manipulation (+4) "Eon Manipulation is a family tradition. I hope to someday be as good as my father..."
Stealth (+3) "They can't escape what they can't see!"
Dark Manipulation (+2) "The night is my birthright and my greatest ally..."
Night Creature Empathy (+1) "Because it pays to be friends with other night dwellers."
Communication (+1) "Even for one as hideous as myself, a silver tongue goes a long way!"

Inventory:
An Elf Tooth Charm Necklace (Worn)
A Brown and Green Ritual Cloak (Worn)
-3 Slices of Goblin Jerkey (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Flask of Oil (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Flint Fire-starter Kit (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Pair of Forceps (In inside cloak pocket)
-1 Handheld mirror (In inside cloak pocket)
"I can't fit much more in my pockets. Perhaps I should find a bag or something soon..."

You drop the camouflage act and color your skin so that the tattoos are prominently displayed. You then focus your hypnotic gaze upon her. Sadly however Esmeralda seems more motivated by curiosity than self preservation, so her behavior isn't particularly altered. You do however detect that she changes the type of spell she is charging to one you can recognize; Night Creature Empathy. You figure she intends to scan you.

"Help." you say weakly. "m-my people are dying, maybe d-dead, and only you c-can help them." 1d20 = 8 + 1(Skill) + 1(Hypnotized Target) = 10

The woman looks you over. "You are the biggest damn boogeyman I have ever seen..." she mutters before casting her spell. 1d20 = 6 + 4(Her Skill) = 10

A purple light engulfs you briefly as her spell works it's magic. The glow is rather weak, so you doubt she is able to get that much information from the scan. "No... not a Boogeyman. But definitely a being of the night... You said your people were dying? We should go see my dad. He will know what you are for sure. He is right up stairs, dealing with the nasty wizard who put you here."

What luck. Some combination of her amazement at the sight of you, and your hypnotic gaze, has caused the girl to miss the fact that your cell door is open and you are clearly nobodies prisoner. You breath a sigh of relief.

"You got a name there big guy?"

"Ummm.... errrmm..."

[Mlamlah]

Choose something that sounds impressive. Like Okirgomath (Elder-Legend in dwarven)

[Grek]

Tell her the truth. No, we don't have a name.

[Weirdsound]

Shoot. Was gonna update once more before crashing, but we have contradicting suggestions. If the tie isn't broken by the time I wake up, I'll roll to see who gets their way.