Thorn looks up and gives a silent salute to Sildur. A frozen piece of Salmon goes to Dru and then he walks away to converse with the spirits floating around him about the newcomers as his eyes go unfocused as if looking far away.
Yh'ari watches Drui and Sildur leave, the crunch of snow serving as their farewell in addition to Sildur's words. With the pair gone, the winter witch turns her attention to the rest of the party, Agatha being first up. While she's unable to make out the second part of her introduction, she responds to her greeting.
"To claim such lineage is a bold thing indeed...Of course, that would lock in your position..."
She stops in the middle of her sentence, thinking better of completing it. Besides, the human had something to speak...Although, she found herself wishing she hadn't listened to him once he was done speaking. Turning back to Agatha, she resumes speaking, albeit in a different language.
She turns to Rikael before returning her attention to Agatha once more, speaking again in Hallit.
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I was brought up in irisen, and lineage is important there. To determine status, mostly. But all winter witches descend from the queen of witches, one way or other. I am half breed of course, so in irisen I am lesser. One of the reasons I left. But it is who I am. Prejudices I have encountered, both for my orcish blood and my witchery, I cannot deny.
"So, any idea where exactly we are heading from here?"
Urga shakes his head. "We don't know where the trail leads. I'm sure death and the darkness of deep winter await us. Let's move out."
Urga heads down the path.
To recap, you are following the bloody trail of a creature that slew a hunter from helden. You move down the path it leads you to.
perception rolls please.
Being in very unfamiliar territory, Lialda keeps an eye out for anything of interest.
Rikael draws another drink, downs it, and looks back at the bloody trail.
So, the trail of blood just happened to lead to that weird hut... Or were they connected? What do you think, Agatha?
He looks over to the other two that just joined, and explains what happened, with the hunters bloody trail, the strange hut with the doll, and finally the little girl's soul trapped in the gem.
So that's where we are, and what we are trying to figure out. Any ideas if they could be related, or what that little girl was?
The pale witch takes the time to listen to Rikael, making a series of gestures to her familiar, who happens to be poking her head out of her robes at the moment. Yh'ari begins eying the surroundings and the trail of blood, while Ran sniffs frantically. At the mention of the soul trapped in the gem, however, Yh'ari stops dead in her tracks, looking dead in Rikael's eyes. Her voice grew no louder than normal, barely above a whisper, but there was a ferocity to it that had only just surfaced.
"Trapped in a gem?! If there was ever a damnable...You freed it, correct?"
She stared at the target of her questions with a piercing gaze, though it was fairly obvious what answer she expected.
Aye, that we did, or rather, Sturion here did with a blow from his hammer. Didn't seem to faze the girl's spirit any, though.
He looks back at where the hut was, and then back at Elmae.
Is that important to you somehow? Or do you know what it was?
"I know of the method and process of trapping the soul, but it is not something I care to associate myself with. There are few things that are worse than such a punishment, trapping someone's soul on the mortal plane past their death, shackling them to this life...And to use such a horrid technique on one so young...That is a crime the likes of which cannot be forgiven, and shall not be forgiven. Shackling anyone to this plane post-mortem...Unacceptable!" she hisses, giving a rare showing of something other than apathy.
Looking shocked, "You mean to tell me that someone killed a little child and then trapped her soul?!" Outraged at the thought, Lialda continues, "And that is who we are after, the one who did such a thing? I hope we can catch him, and quickly, I have to admit that someone who would do such a thing is someone who actually needs to die."
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To Rikael The beast probably would not even have noticed the hut, as it was not its prey.
The witches of irisen use these huts to guard their borders. I don't know if a child's soul is needed, but if it did, they would not hesitate. Oh, and usually they are a she. Agatha spits on the ground at mentioning them.
Lialda, you have already made a perception roll for this above (a 19)
Thorn is distracted by the whispers of the spirits around the newcomers to be paying much attention.
Rikael trudges along, humming an old tavern song under his breath, and Feybane out of its scabbard.
Seeing something strange, Lialda stops to look at something.
Yh'ari seems distracted by something, her thoughts known only to her and her familiar for now.
Hmm
Lialda pauses for a moment and leans down to examine some scratchings on a tree, when there is a sudden detonation of magic. Intense cold brackets the area engulfing three members of the party who are close at that moment.
Could Lialda, Yh'ari and thorn please make a DC 14 reflex save for half damage. This is cold damage.
Realizing at the last instant what she just found, Lialda starts to roll around the tree as a blast of cold occurs, managing to avoid the worst of the effects. After, she gets up and checks on those injured by her stupidity.
Sturion immediately starts scanning the area, looking for any evil.
Durn WITCHERY! Lookout! Could be witches 'r wicked fey aboot!
Urga will likewise scan the perimeter looking for trouble.
Waiting on Yh'ari and thorn's saves. If nothing by tomorrow, i'll bot them.
Too caught up in thinking, Yh'ari notices the trap far too late, and takes the full brunt of the spell. The pain was so intense, even for someone who'd lived in the wastes of the Linnorm Kings, that she had no chance to notice the spell properly activate, and so she was unable to identify it. With a shiver, a light grunt, and the sound of crunching snow beneath her, she falls to the ground, glaring at Lialda.
Apologies, rather busy right now, I'll post an update tomorrow
So involved in listening to his unseen friends, THorn is caught by the blast of cold leaving him in a foul mood as his unseen friends mock him telling him to just 'Let it Go'.
Still got work issues. Apologies. It should be sorted soon
Following the path and the blood trail leads into a small clearing.
perception and initiative please
Wincing at the pain of where her skin froze from that trap, Lialda looks around at everyone, "Sorry, I didn't realize what that was til it was too late a glyph of warding on the area. It might be wise to treat those affected before we move on." Concentrating a second, she chants briefly and touches the worst of her injuries with a white glow from her hands.
As they approach the clearing, Lialda looks around for anything of note.
Yh'ari follows Lialda's action, casting a Cure spell on herself, though her injuries seem to interfere with the delivery somewhat. She trails behind the group, somewhat staggered as she looks around for anything noteworthy.
I'll give a little bit longer for the others to post
Rikael watches as the trap goes off, and curses under his breath about the damnable fey. When they reach the clearing he gives the area a look over for any more suspicious markers.
Thorn motions to the ice encrusted on himself even as he brushes them away wincing as he cuts himself on a rather wicked looking jagged piece of ice.
"If it's not too much of a bother, I'll like some healing." trying to stem the bleeding on his hand.
In the clearing in front of you is a large creature, a giant weasel. It is licking an injured leg as you enter the clearing. It is about 40 feet away from you. On seeing you its eyes narrow, and limping, Moves to attack.
liada 4
urga 8
yh'ari 12
Rikael 6
Thorn ??
Agatha 13
Sturion ??
Giant Weasel 23
In the interests of speed I will roll for Sturion and Thorn
Sorted initiative
Giant Weasel 23
Sturion 16
Agatha 13
Yh'ari 12
Urga 8
Rikael 6
thorn 6
Liada 4
Thorn was trail blazing so to speak, so the wounded creature charges him. It leaps across the snow in a snarling fury, determined to rend those before it.
The weasel latches on with it's bite, tearing the wound
The weasel has an AC of 15, 13 at the moment due to its charge.
Sorted initiative
Giant Weasel 23
Sturion 16 we are here
Agatha 13
Yh'ari 12
Urga 8
Rikael 6
Thorn 6
Liada 4
Thorn doesn't see anything beyond hearing his spirit friends scream a warning and then..........darkness....