Kenderkin
Torod continues to unleash the power of the storm.
Stormburst: to hit R Touch
Stormburst: damage + -2 pen to hit for 1 rd
confirm crit
Stormburst: to hit R Touch
Stormburst: damage + -2 pen to hit for 1 rd
As the wyrm rakes Eadric a second time, drawing more blood from the paladin, Eadric seizes the opportunity to counter attack...
...but misses.
Eadric's focus remains on the wyrm as he steals a glance to try and spot Obi, Where has that little firebug gotten to now?
Even the ball of fire launched by Eadric's head can give him a clue as to where Obi is! Perhaps the tatzylworm will have more luck?
Torod points out an armored skeleton in the water. "Looks as though they had at least one succesful hunt."
Who needs healing?
Eadric lets out a sigh of relief as the wyrm succumbs to its wounds. He steps closer to the wyrm and swiftly removes its head for its return to Oleg's. Eadric holds the head aloft to examine his handiwork before turning to Torod, I believe just the two of us are injured. I have a few scratches and you took a little tumble there.
But I can manage my own wounds if you wish to hold some of your restorative magic in reserve.
Eadric looks upon the skeleton and tries to determine the best way of retrieving and/or searching it without falling into the rushing water.
Whoever this chap was, we should give him a proper burial. Maybe we can identify him from his belongings and send word of his fate to his loved ones.
Perception Take 10 total of 21.
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Eadric uses his divine boon to heal his injuries...
...restoring him to full health.
He examines the scale armor and longsword, taking a few practice swings with the sword. Fine craftsmanship! The both of them. And you say the armor is mage touched? I think that I shall put these fine items to good use in our cause. Something perhaps our fellow here was also interested in. Exploration of the Greenbelt! Eadric gives a prayer of thanks before...
...fetching his shovel from his horse and digging a grave, placing the skeleton within it and offering a prayer to Pharasma on behalf of the deceased.
With that finished Eadric takes out the party's map and confers with the others on the next plan of action. Suggestions anyone?
Completely uninterested in the items*, Obi gives his horse a pat for getting him here so quickly and then not running from the battle. He'd have to get it a suger cude or something else sweet once they returned to Oleg's.
She talks to herself for a bit of time, then without warning the second worm dives into the river and swims away......
"That one was not dead so I healed him and told him no more people eating!"
Eadric shakes his head at Imiria's actions. Perhaps you should consult with the rest of us before taking such actions Imiria. How can you trust that this creature will adhere to your demands? Releasing such a dangerous predator is something that shouldn't be done on a whim. Any innocents it kills in the future... well... they are on your soul now.
Eadric turns his attentions back to the map and discussion about what to do next...
"Lying to her is the worst thing you can do right now, Eadric." Torod admonishes. "Imiria, what you did was dangerous and the tatzlworm will hunt and eat whatever prey it wants for that is its way. If she had not been injured already, she probably would have snapped you up right then. Even though you have Power, the world is still a place of dangers. You must stay mindful of that if you are to have the time to Grow."
What lie have I spoken? It is the truth. I doubt the wyrm will keep to Imiria's demands and it will assuredly kill again. It is its nature. I doubt it will avoid people in the future. In fact it may seek out retribution for our actions here today, slaying its mate. Imiria must take responsibility for her actions. Any future deaths would weigh heavily upon my conscious... and if that type of thing doesn't weigh upon Imiria's then... Eadric's voice trails off.
It is a figure of speech. They won't literally be on your soul... but I fail to see the difference...
Ellaria frowns as Imiria heals and releases the second wyrm, clearly irritated. "I fail to see the point in us battling something dangerous and then healing it and releasing it once again into the wilds. We were supposed to clear this area of these monsters", she says to no one in particular, letting her voice trail off.
"Then I offer my apologies for my misunderstanding. It seems we were, essentially, telling her the same thing." Torod will take his fair portion of the treasure. He's also willing to take the others as well, if they don't want any. Better yet, we can donate their shares to the cleric to refurbish the temple of Erastil as well as to Oleg to help upkeep and even expand the tradepost.
No worries my friend. I think we are in agreement more often than we sometimes realize. We just take different paths to the same truths! Eadric adds with a smile and a wink.
Eadric secures the wyrm's head upon his horse before donning the scale mail and trading the cold iron sword with the longsword in his scabbard. He then adds his old armor and sword to his saddlebags.
Mounting up he circles his horse around, You can do what the groups wishes with the coin and other belongings... the temple could indeed use the help. Now.... where to next? Perhaps we should head east to the Thorn river, mapping as we go and then make our way to that large tree we spotted and meant to investigate. Thoughts?
That head won't keep. We'll go back to Oleg's by way of the temple to make a donation.
We sure do like our time at Oleg's huh? We just left there yesterday morning... but if we are to return to Oleg's we should get going... we might just make Jhod and the temple by nightfall if we hurry.
...Eadric mumbles to himself as they ride along, Are they planning to stuff and mount the head? They could just as easily pick it clean and bleach it... mounting it that way...
"Barely gone and I see you all in the fire fighting a big lizard.." Obi mutters. "Seems fate doesn't want us a part..."
"Yeah he would rather be out killing anything he can find, I know Oleg offered a reward for that head and he did not need two heads, also no reason to kill every monster out and about....."
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Ellaria's left thigh is pierced by an arrow, but she tries to regain her calm and cast a spell over the bandits. Muttering some words, she quickly pulls out a bag of sand, scattering some of it in the general direction of the bandits.
Killing anything I can find? Whatever are you talking about Imiria? I have not killed anything that did not attack us first or prey upon the innocent. And in fact I have advocated quite the opposite tact in many encounters out here in the Greenbelt. Like the boggard, the kobolds, the wild boars, the fey dragon and the faerie... Besides all that, it is our mandate to explore and make safe these lands. I am fulfilling my sworn duty and I plan to continue to do so despite your interferences. Not that I would expect a child to know of such things. In fact, what am I even doing, explaining myself to a child? Bah! Eadric throws his hands up in frustration, before adding, If you are going to continue accompanying us on our expeditions, you would be right to change your expectations! We aren't out for a Sunday stroll in the county...
Eadric's conversation with Imiria is cut short as the arrows streak in from the far bank. Ambush! The tree line on the far bank! Get to cover if you can!
Eadric retrieves his own bow and looks for a target for a return shot...
The map doesn't show our positions.
Torod ducks behind some bushes and summons the Power to heal himself
Cure Light Wounds
Obi quickly turns his pony around and leads it into the trees for cover.
"Don't worry, you won't get hurt..." He tells it soothingly.
Ellaria smiles as the bandits fall asleep because of her spell. She does seem surprised as the probably-released wurm kills the bandits by itself. Turning to the others, and nervously glancing back at the site where the wurm last appeared, she says: "What now? Back to the plan of Oleg's via the temple?"
Eadric fires his arrow at the Tatzlwyrm...
...and returns Imiria's smirk...
"There you go not killing everything you can find again. Did you just have to turn an ironic event into a bloodbath?"
"Does every event have to end in a fight?" Obi mutters to his horse.
I let fly my arrow at the wyrm for the same reasons we spoke but a few moments ago... it is a dangerous creature, evidenced by the fact it just ripped those men apart... or do you propose that the wyrm is now somehow brought to heel by us and only attacked the bandits out of gratitude of Imiria's healing touch? Like some wild dog harshly rebuked and now looking to protect and please its new master?
I think not my good friend. It attacked those men because they were weakened and vulnerable... and it would do the same to any other creature it so encounters in the future. Including us. Mark my words, we will yet be forced to put that wyrm down, for good, when next it makes attack upon us.
It does seem that way doesn't it Obi? We let the boggard live? People complain. We kill tatzlwyrms? People complain. I suggest letting some of the wild boars live? People complain.
It seems to be our way...
Obi cringes ever so slightly when he realizes he was heard, but he forces himself to relax.
"It's a stupid way, but it's better than no way." He says. "At least no one is keeping it all on the inside. Last time I did that I burned down a house."
He smiles.
"Best accident ever." He whispers as his hand goes to his scarf.
"How do you know the tatzlewurm wasn't protecting Imiria.? Perhaps it is as a dog brought to heel."