"Dear God! How do we fight them?" Ser Jonith says, pulling his longsword, wondering the futility of the gesture.
"Well, magic is preferred but magic blessed weapons work sorta."
"In lack of magical weapons, we retreat!"
The wolves growled with sounds that seemed to echo. Their ember eyes gleamed with murderous intent before they ran foreword to snap at their prey.
The head of the pack charged at Dealan but his bite fell short.
The second wolf its way to Trimar and snapped dangerously close to the elven Ranger's leg but his horse move just enough to save him.
The final one skirted the knights and made its way to the squires in the back, circling them. It had figured out the weakness in this pack.
It seems like the forest itself had begun to whisper to you, after taking a moment to notice it is in Sylvan the words flower into your mind. "Abominations, trespassers, end them. Use our sap. Cut the bark away and our magic shall be yours... for a time"
For 1d4 rounds any weapon coated in the sap counts as a +1 weapon
Dealan smiled as the wolfs bite ended just shy of him. MYLA STAB THEM WITH OATHKEEPER! the baker shouted to his squire. Protect the others!
Unarmed and unarmored, the baker did not flinch from the wolf. He knew he couldn't hurt them, but he trusted his squire. His buckler was his only line of defense. He brought the small shield inline with the wolf.
Bring it on wolfie. he said calmly. You aren't going to get by me. For Ryari!
Trimar blinked a bit and seemed distracted as he looked at the trees in a confused manner.
He shook his head as he came to understand.
He paused for a moment considering what the forest said.
Perception
Lyari cries out, "Cut at the bark and then at the foes, the sap has properties of magic!"
Lyari meanwhile imbues his weapon with magic attacks the wolf who tried to flank to the squires with his now magical Longsword.
Longsword Attack
Longsword Damage
Wolf 3 15/26
The shadow wolf cried out as Lyari's sword bit into it's side. It growled deeply, though it sounded like a echo. Its burning red eyes glaring at its attacker.
Dealan stood in place waiting for the wolf to strike. [occ] Same as before[/ooc]
Trimar sees the injured wolf and prepares another volley.
Trimar watches the arrows fly, looking fairly confident in their trajectory.
The cavalier guides his steed to a nearby tree and slices it's bark with his longsword, giving the weapon a small sheen of sap.
Each of the arrow strike their mark and the shadow wolf cries out before falling over. Yet before the creature touched the ground it had vanished.
The other two barked and howled before attacking.
The wolf before Dealan went to bite at the knight, only to miss the mark
The one facing Trimar however took the chance of his distraction and bit into the elven ranger.
However the wolf cannot lock their jaw on his leg to trip him.
Lyari continues to imbues his weapon with magic and this time attack the wolf who tried to trip Trimar.
Longsword Attack Power Attack
Longsword Damage