"What the... hey, let go of me!" Darius protests, once he realizes painfully, that the trees are not that nice willows, swaying calmingly in the wind.
He draws his sword and swings at the vines.
Darius adds some cuts to the tree.
As the Gnome approaches throwing fire, Grergof smiles:
Mighty nice of you to join us Neighbor!
But his tone becomes sharply critical as the Tree grabs Darius:
Hey, Put him down
Grergof steps over and starts bashing at the tree that has the cleric.
Attack 2
Attack 3
Grergof smashes one of the trees that grabbed Darius out of existence. Then he reduces the one he already worked on to toothpicks.
"Hey that tree didn't burn! Who is the smart ass here to tell what to do against those?" Abomentolor inquires.
Meanwhile he steps between the big folk to not get grappled by the trees that close in.
As no one is around to quickly fill Tauriel's role he decides, that two out of three is no bad deal, so he continues to throw fire.
Trees and fire don't mix well, if you take the perspective of the trees. Again two out of three take heavy fire damage. Darius is out of luck though, as just his tree denies to burn.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F12/R12/W9 9 Fear Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects: Mutagen CMW potion in sipping jacket,
Bombs:18/19
Spugnoir throws a fire bomb at the most wounded tree
One of the healthier trees lashes out at Spugnoir as he tries to throw a bomb. This hurts Spugnoir, and the tree gets a hold of him, but that doesn't save the other tree. It goes down in flames. Which releases Darius.
But now that the trees are all surrounding the party closely, they lash out in full fury. Which has all hanging between the trees, grappled by vines.
"Hey! Not again!" Darius complains and keeps hacking at the vines holding him with his sword.
Abomentolor tries to cast a spell, but it fizzles.
Since he has now been grabbed, Grergof drops his flail and draws Raven's Head trying to smash the trees holding him.
I really wish I could have gotten that ring.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F12/R12/W9 9 Fear Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects: Mutagen CMW potion in sipping jacket,
Bombs:16/19
Spugnoir bombs his tree
Dairus carves some cuts into the tree. Grergof cuts off a branch of his.
Spugnoir is not stopped by tying him up in vines. But he feels the pain as the trees keep lashing out at him as he throws his explosives. He bombs away the two wounded trees.
But the tree is none to give up easily. Just because five of its kind are reduced to splinters or charcoal doesn't instill any wisdom that would lead to a retreat.
I am starting to really dislike wooden things, Golems, crazy trees, what's next?
"The nice evenings next to the fireplace, watching a peaceful forrest swaying in the wind? Forever ruined! Darius agrees.
Abomentolor pulls out a wand, and sends a lightning bolt into the tree.
Grergof gets used to his situatiuon. He get so good at taking down trees, he could make a living of it. Elsewhere less resisting trees are cut down by lots of woodcutter. But Grergof could put a swath of destruction into a forest within minutes. There is not much left of the tree for the others, but it's still holding on to them.
What little is left of the tree is almost cut down by Darius.
Abomentolor's lightning doesn't affect the tree at all.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F12/R12/W9 9 Fear Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects: Mutagen CMW potion in sipping jacket,
Bombs:16/19
Spugnoir bashes his tree
Spugnoir is held in a way, he can't reach the tree with his mace.
Which gives the tree the opportunity to squeeze those in it's grip a little more and pull them closer to a large opening maw.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F12/R12/W9 9 Fear Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects: Mutagen CMW potion in sipping jacket,
Bombs:14/19
Spugnoir bombs again.
If you will not let us all go I will turn you into toothpicks!
Grergof continues to smash at the tree with his mace.
Spugnoir pushes the tree over the edge of this world and into the next. Grergof is left with beating a dead horse tree.
Abomentolor looks around if anything else starts moving to jump them. As nothing happens, he relaxes a bit.
Looking around and kicking some of the broken wood he complains. "Those fights are the worst. All that effort and pain for nothing but firewood." Just then the witchgate comes into his view again.
"Well, this is interesting..." He walks over, pulls out his dagger and tries to pry of one of the bigger gems from the bones. "It's this s~#*ty bone arc that has us stranded here, isn't it? How about you try that flail of yours on it?"
I could tyr to set up a bone eating acid that could dissolve it.
"Make it sticky, if you don't have a large tub where we can put that thing in. How long will it take to make it and then dissolve the bones?"
"Also, that s@+* is magic. Will it work on it at all?"
"Someone else wounded?" Darius asks, while inspecting his bruises and the pain in his old bones.
I'm feeling kinda crushed
Not a bad idea. It would keep others from ever having to deal with this.
Grergof takes up his adamantine flail, and tries bashing at it once to see how that goes.
Spugnoir drinks an extract of CSW
The arc is definitely more stable than normal bones. The magic, they are infused with are giving them extra strength. But some gems are shooting off and some bones are splintering.
As Grergof lays heavily into the thing with his flail, the arc starts losing. After a few minutes of heavy bashing, Grergof manages to smash a gap into it. With that the magic fades, and the remaining bones fall apart.
Taking 15 minutes to collect the shinies nets gems worth about 5000 gold.
Darius prays for healing energy.
My thanks again Father Redgrave, that was most refreshing. At least we do not need to worry about this arch any more. Let us collect these gems and move on to our destination.
"I'm with you on the first part. But about the second..." Abomentolor tells while picking up gems. "Where is your destination? And how do you plan to get there?"
Renchurch, headquarters or one of them of The Whispering Way. SOme end of the world types. We would have brung horses, but this place is really bad for animals.
"I don't like horses anyway. You mind if I come along? I need to get to some big town, but I'm not interested to travel alone in this area."
"I like flying around, but my magic doesn't allow to travel far with that. The duration is too short."
"I can do air walk. That lasts for two hours, but I have only two of them." Darius tells.
I have flying extracts but they won't last that long. Looks like we'll have to go on foot.
I wish we had taken horses rather then trying this fancy teleport.
"Anyone brought a compass and a map or something? If we ahve to walk I'd rather not do it in the wrong direction."
Spugnoir tries to find North.
"Mhhh,... f~+@."
I suppose Mr. Stam could try to take us back to where we started and we could try again.
Hmm I think I know something..
Spugnoir recognozes the unique silhouette of a mountain and together with the identified North he can tell where to go. And it's not too long of a walk. For someone used to walk.
After walking through the forrest for a while the landscape changes. You come closer to an area where fog engulfs a makeshift camp on the hard, black soil of the moor here, centered around a smoky, guttering fire.
Should we approach openly or sneak up and scout the camp first?
Hmm. Might be anything camping there, I just wonder who would make camp in such a land who isn't a wandering, barely sane treasure hunter.
Not being very stealthy, the decision is taken away from you. Four knights in full plate, showing the insignia of Iomedae on the armor and the shield come out of the smoke to face the group. With weapons drawn they don't waste time with niceties
"You lay down your arms immediately and leave Virlych under armed escort!"
Darius rolls his eyes. "Great. That part of the clergy."
Varsk, I believe this is your area.