Elder Safander tends to the Yuln's wounds and has men escort the Ulfric Man to the local apothecary. "Bed and rest there will do him well" he says.
There are still a couple hours of daylight left, as the Summer sun still has it's presence, despite the cold. Although the unnatural winter seems to be winning out, as the days go by.
Gii returns to the Stoat within a few minutes, carrying a significantly heavier burden. A well-worn quarterstaff in hand, a morningstar hanging from his belt, a slightly too-large breastplate worn over his bulky winter clothing, and a heavily-laden satchel all seem to weigh down the Aasimar man, but he does not appear terribly strained. "I am ready when you are," he states to the others, his eyes glimmering behind his glasses. Though his face is passive, he seems almost excited.
Kogar nods and grunts when Droguk indicates the direction they need to travel. We go now? Crush faeries? He asks impatiently, not sure that others are coming.
Stopping in his tracks, "There were others, I believe. We will wait. But not long. If we wait too long, the Irrisen demon could get away."
As the rest of the volunteers show up, Droguk finds it odd the bookish fellow is going. Shrugging, "Time to move. We've lost enough time." Droguk then resumes heading southwest.
Nelossë follows the others, alternately fingering the spell components at her belt and the cold iron longsword on her hip. This will be interesting. Maybe one for the books.
About 6 miles southwest of town, as advertised by the Ulfen man, there are two carriages. One is turned on it's side, and the other still stands, both are visibly damaged by the attack.
It is very close to the border wood, and the air is noticeably colder, with snow blanketing the area. The ground is littered with slain humans and horses. Further south of the carriages, more bodies lie around what appears to be a frozen statue of a man holding a sword.
Nelossë pulls up, checking her memory to see if she can identify the statue, the make of the carriages, or what sides there were to the fight. She also casts a minor spell to see if she can identify traces of magic in the fight.
Gii follows after the others, his gaze wary. Upon finding the damaged carriages, he begins to search around, worried that something dangerous may be nearby. The Aasimar makes a quick gesture with his left hand, incanting something under his breath. As he finishes this action, his eyes seem to glow a lighter blue.
Cyrus follows suit with the others in the group, being careful of his steps and his surroundings once they reach the site of the ambush. He is clearly concerned, seeing all the bodies lying about, unsure of whether or not it's ok to believe the ambush is really over.
Seeing the others have the strange ice statue well in hand, Cyrus approaches the nearest carriage to their position, wanting to see if anything is worth investigating with their condition or if they may still have some non-looted supplies on hand that could be useful to their quest.
Droguk takes in the grisly scene as if it's nothing new. He follows the Half-giant to investigate who the frozen statue might represent.
Kobad has been this way in the past before the cold came never expected bandits on these roads. also never remembered a statue, odd
Kobad goes to examine the statue. he softly touches the cold ice formed on it.
Kogar's hand darts out like a viper, snatching the sorcerer's arm firmly. He looks at kobad and ticks a finger at him, as if an adult scolding a child. Nuh-uh. He's sleeping.
Kobabd just looks at Kogar apparently not to happy to be treated like a child. who does he think he is talk like that to me. i ought to..
Kobad has asmall fire start to form in his hand nahh save it for when its really needed
Kobad closes his fist snuffing out the tiny flame in his hand.
@Kogar: You notice a face of agony beneath the icy encasing. The man wears a breastplate and holds a big, very nice looking sword in his hands. If he is sleeping, it isn't a pleasant one!
@Nelosse: You quickly realize it is not a statue, but a man frozen in ice. It seems to be some sort of "natural magic" as far as you can tell. It certainly was done to him, not by chance! He wears a breastplate with a Taldan insignia on it.
@Gii: Like Nelosse, you sense magic in the air, but not from a specific source. More like traces of it.
@Cyrus: one of the carriages is overturned, and the other, is upright with signs of battle and damage. However, you notice that the door of the upright carriage, is held shut with a spear wedged inside of the handles.
@Droguk: It is clearly not a statue. The man was killed by being frozen solid. He holds a nice looking great sword however, which catches your eye.
Cyrus seems to focus in on the upright carriage, staring at it for a few moments, wondering what circumstance led the spear to be wedged inside the handle. Seeing no other immediate danger, and being cautionary by nature, he calls to the others, gesturing to the spear and taking the butt of it in both hands, ready to give it a good, hard tug when the others are close at hand...just in case there's trouble.
Gii frowns, his magics not detecting much. He moves over to assist the others in inspecting the frozen statue and the battered carriages.
"We need to release him from this ice. He was frozen there by some kind of magic I don't understand. It seems . . . the only word I can think of is too natural? I have no fire magics strong enough to release him from the ice. Do any of you?" After verifying that the situation with the statue is in hand, Nelossë will move to back up Cyrus, cold-iron longsword in hand.
"The Irrisen demon did this." His attention focused on the sword, Droguk misses Cyrus's call and grabs the weapon in an attempt to break it free.
Unable to do so, he pulls out his earthbreaker and spits on both hands, preparing to smash it free.
Kobad tries to stop Droguk from smashing the frozen man.
Maybe we should defrost him.
its no secret I am a fire mage.
Stand back Kobad concentrates a moment and feels the heat build up and he makes some movments and a cone of fire erupts from his hands engulfing the frozen man.
Just as he's about to swing, Droguk stops as the sorcerer steps in the way. As Kobad claims of wielding fire, Droguk peers at him through narrowed eyes. "Very well. At least you are not of Irrisen." He places his hammer back up and watches with arms crossed to see if the fire mage can release the dead man from his frozen casket.
Kobad melts away at the Ice man, loosening the sword he is holding, which due to it's weight, breaks away and falls to the ground.
Droguk picks up the blade and studies it. "This may serve well." He swings it a few times, testing it's balance.
Noticing the others are over by the carriage, he moves over to them to see what it is they've found. "What is it? Have you found something?" he asks them.
Kobad melts away at the Ice man, loosening the sword he is holding, which due to it's weight, breaks away and falls to the ground.
There you have your sword Kobad moves to check out the carrigaes.
Kobad will move to the opposite carriage the others are checking out.
Cyrus waits patiently for the others to gather around after they have completed their efforts to get the sword away from the frozen corpse.
"Be ready...just in case. We don't know what's in here. On three...one. Two. THREE!" he counts, and on three he yanks out the spear holding the carriage doors shut.
There you have your sword Kobad moves to check out the carrigaes.
Droguk looks to the sorcerer stoically. After what feels like an eternity, the kellid merely nods at the man and looks to see what the rest of the group is up to.
Cyrus waits patiently for the others to gather around after they have completed their efforts to get the sword away from the frozen corpse.
"Be ready...just in case. We don't know what's in here. On three...one. Two. THREE!" he counts, and on three he yanks out the spear holding the carriage doors shut.
As the ranger counts down, Droguk observes intently, ready for whatever may occur.
As Cyrus counts down, Gii clutches his quarterstaff in a defensive stance, ready for the worst.
Nelossë prepares a spell in her mind, just in case something tries to attack them from the carriage. She holds the cold-iron longsword in a one-handed grip.
@Droguk: The Greatsword appears to be made of steel. However, it is balanced well, and the blade was made by someone of great skill.
After Cyrus yanks the spear out, the doors fly open and 4 of the poor souls that used to guard the Lady, are now zombies that stammer out ready to attack any living thing to feed their undead hunger.
- Falls
- Falls
Round 1
Kobad -
Doctor Gii -
Droguk -
Zombies -
Nelosse -
Kogar -
Cyrus -
As the creatures burst from the carriage Kobad is at first startled by the sudden change in atmoshpere with the onslaught of combat.
but with the skill of a Qadirian military officer Kobad quicky gathers his wits and moves in and unleashes a blast of fire at one of the zombies.
Gii gasps as the creatures pour out of the carriage, a hand reaching for his holy symbol to ward them off. "Stay back!" the aasimar states, though it's not entirely clear who he's speaking to. Recognizing the signs of undeath that have clearly taken these men, the Nethian strikes out at the closest zombie with his staff.
Not hesitating a moment, "Abominations!" Droguk moves to help in an attempt to cut down the undead creatures.
Kobad misses with the ray of fire and hits the ground melting some of the snow.
Doctor Gii gives a good wallop on one of the zombies throats, breaking it's neck. It still stands however.
Droguk catches the Zombie off guard and kills it outright with a mighty chop that severs the zombie's right side from it's left.
The zombie that Gii hit, attacks him in kind.
Doctor Gii side steps the awkward flail of the zombies arms.
The other two zombies stand up. Cyrus hasn't acted yet so he can't take an AOO unfortunately.
Zombie 1 - hit by Gii
Zombie 2 - destroyed
Zombie 3 - Stood up
Zombie 4 - Stood up
Nelossë darts forward, slashing at one of the two not yet struck.
@Nelosse:
Nelosse, dispatches of the other zombie with ease. She slams down the longsword into the throat of the zombie, slicing it's throat and chest open, breaking through bone and cartilage with ease, allowing it's organs to spill out. Upon pulling her blade out, she twist and flicks the blade and severs most of the upper body from the lower half, as the creature falls over unable to function anymore.
Kogar, inspired by the carnage apparently, charges in and crumples the other undamaged zombie under the blow of his blade. It literally explodes from the impact, and blood and guts fly out in all directions.
One zombie remains. With a broken neck.
After removing the spear from the carriage, Cyrus only barely has time to register the four zombies that come pouring out of the carriage. By the time he is able to get his weapon raised, though, all but one of the foes are dispatched, leaving but one for him to deal with. Not wanting to spend the time it would take to draw his falchion, he simply opts to use the spear he only just drew from the carriage doors, intending to use it to skewer the final of their enemies!
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The moment seems to hand in the air as the butchered zombie wavers, seemingly ready to topple at any moment. The last time a moment took this long to pass, Kogar became a simpleton. He certainly doesn't want to lose any more intelligence, so he urges it along, bumps it if you would. Fall! he shouts at the undead guard.
The zombie still stands!
Kobad is next.
Kobad, noticing the still standing zombie moves a bit closer but still at range he harness some of his energy and flings a line of flame from his hand toward the creature
but in an effort to avoid hitting an ally the fire shot goes wide missing the target, as well as a companion