The moth ignores the bolt that whistles past one of its wings - [ooc]Allowed to fly away or is Ragnvald still planning something nasty?[/b]
Since the wretched moth creature is out of range for Kostis Acid Splash he has no choice but to let it go.
Ragnvald cries in anger. "COWARD!"
With a muttered prayer to Gorum Ragnvald materializes a massive greatsword of force and hurls it at the giant insect.
Maybe Gorum didn't pay attention, maybe moths are just not worth it, anyway, the weapon misses the gigantic rotten insect, which slowly hovers away...
Come back here you worthless grub!!!!!!
Now that the moth monster has fled, you have time to check what has lured this abomination to the road. The carcasses of seven deer are piled up here. Arrow shafts are still protruding from their bodies and Kosti can identify these as being used by the Red Raven and his band.
Attalas smiles as the moth leaves, then the smile slowly dissipates...
"Now whats Mobo gonna eat?"
Attalas continues to follw the others.
Pulling a knife Ragnvald snatches up one of the deer and quickly cleans it.
"A wretched waste. Mobo can have the guts if he's interested. Or the roasted meat later."
Attalas looks at all the deers, then his face lights back up again.
"Can we have a big fire to cook em on?"
@Mobo:
You follow the trail around the next turn - a strange sight appears before you: There are at least half a dozen large der bodies lying on the path. Since they have already begun to putrefy, the stench here is almost breathtaking. The bigger problem though is that the stench has lured a gigantic carrion moth out of its lair. The monster feasts on the carrion and you guess it will not like anyone who interrupts it...
Jez is rather confused that Ragnvald is attempting to gather food from the putrefying venison, but simply shrugs knowing that she can make it edible.
If you purify all the remaining venison than it is easily enough for like 200 rations.
Looking at the Ulfen hacking away at the dead beasts together with the hungry looks from the goblin and ogre, Jez slides back her sleeves and begins to call upon whatever strange power has granted her the ability to make food, even that which has begun to putrefy, edible.
Jez smiles: Thank you Mobo, this is almost as good as the grubs you gave me the other day.
She then cheerfully takes a bite of whatever internal organ was handed to her.
"This is the best job I've had!" the big Ogre beams.
"So whats going on, why this guy so tricky? How many frends he have if so many arrows?"
Hurry up - we better not leave him enough time to set up more surprises!
Behind the carrion trap, the forest becomes friendlier again. You follow the road until you reach a river in the afternoon, it's about 50 feet across. Silvery fish swim in the lee of a fallen tree that reaches nearly to the middle of the stream. Asmall way downstream, a narrow walkway hangs suspended over the water by thick ropes. The suspension bridge rises to a height of thrity feet over the banks, but drops down to a scant ten feet over the river in the center of the crossing . The varying age and poor quality of materials suggests that the bridge has been repaired intermittently over the past years.
"So which do you think is trapped this time the bridge or the tree?"
About 12ft
I look at the trees.
Attalas, you think we could take down a few trees and make our own bridge?
"Reckon they probably got a troll hidden in the water under the bridge and he'll rob us as we cross. Everyone knows trolls live under bridges. He's just a troll good at holding his breath" Attalas looks smug and smart, like he's not gonna be tricked!
"I can go across, just a short swim..." Attalas begins removing his armour and asks Mobo to get a rope. Whilst he is certainly genuine in his desire to help the party, the glee in his eyes at the thought of a frolic in the river seems to suggest he also thinks its play time.
I look across the river for a large tree. Once I spot one, I turn to Attalas.
If we tied two or three lengths of rope to a large stone, could you throw it over and get it tangled in the tree? Then Mobo could climb across and secure the far side.
There are more than enough large trees and boulders around - so if Attalas has any skill with a lasso, he can try his luck.
Attack
Attalas tries roping one of the boulders...
And throws it as far as he can...huge muscles bulge, but the stone falls about 5m too short. So a rope bridge is established, but you will have to wade the last metres to the other side.
I say next time we throw the goblin, I bet he could have made it and caught a branch with ease.
Goblin like fire;
Goblin like boom;
Lets toss the Goblin;
Make firework room.
Ragnvald bends down by the river. "It looks as if Attalas could jsut wade across."
Attalas agrees, and after stripping off most of his armour he starts heading across the river, sword in hand.
"I are too heavy for a ropey bridge anyway, would only bust on me as I crossed"
Be careful, though. Considering what surprises he left us up to now, I would not be surprised to find something dastardly in that river!
As Attalas has crossed about half of the distance, he suddenly notices a flash of silver and then his right leg hurts
Looking down he realizes that he has been surrounded by several very large pikes!
Attalas was attacked by pikes;
Big and silvery, scarry yikes;
But do not fear;
Help is near;
The party will save his rear.
Unless he has experienced this spell going bad when cast into a watery enviroment, Kosti will target one of the pikes with an acid splash.
If he knows the spell would go bad, all he can do for now is getting out his crossbow trying to hit a pike (as hard as that might be) the next round.
"HEY THERES SOME FISH AND THEY ARE REALLY BIG AND TASTY LOOKIN!"
Attalas stabs down with his sword
Attack
Damage
CLEAVE
Attack
Damage
Attalas kills two of the massive pikes with his greatsword while Kosti hurts another - the rest of the small swarm realizes quickly that the monstrous sword-swinging newcomer is surely no easy meal and so they flee as quickly as possible. Attalas then has no problems in establishing the rope bridge.
Kosti, steps on the rope with grace, but once he reaches the spot where Attalas was attacked, he takes a little too much time glancing at the water below, seemingly nervous of pikes jumping up or some tricks the Raven might have played - loosing his pose, falling into the river below.