The fierce mammal howls in pain as the arrows strike. It rumbles foward and swipes at myth with one of it's over-sized claws. The animal misses the spry rogue however..
Round 1
Analia
Myth
Torvald
Jawhar
Dire Wolverine
Craggark
Jamir
Jamir gets off a shot with his own bow. Only the tail end of the creature is visible from his current position, the front of the creature is blocked by a copse of low hanging fir trees. The nimble creature seems to be involved in combat moving around violently. However, Jamir steadies his bow, takes aim, and fires true. The arrow just barely penetrates the tough hide of the creature..but, in it's enraged state it seems less aware of threats surrounding it.
Analia summons another globe of flame. The creature seems totally concentrated on tearing Myth apart. She lobs the flame over Myth in to combat but even in it's enraged state the creature moves out of the way of the fire. Like all animals instinctively afraid of flames.
Round 1 & 2
Analia
Myth
Torvald
Jawhar
Dire Wolverine
Craggark
Jamir
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As Myth stands his ground and sends arrows arcing into the beast, Torvald moves up behind, hoping to prevent the elf from getting mauled. Winding back his arm, he lets his bomb fly, spinning through the air to strike the wolverine in the shoulder. A billowing cloud of flame spills forth to burn hair and scorch flesh--but leaving Mythryndyr untouched.
Craggark fires a shot with his bow that goes wide. Myth tries to bound away from the Huge wolverine unscathed but, the snow hinders his movement, allowing the creature to snap at him with it's bite. The wolverine tears a nice bite out of Myth, before he can retreat out of harms way. Myth then lets loose a shot. The shot bounces of the creatures hide. Torvald then lobs a bomb at the creature that, explodes launching snow and branches everywhere. Yet the furious creature still stands.
Round 2
Analia
Myth
Torvald
Jawhar
Dire Wolverine
Craggark
Jamir
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Jawhar sees that the party is too spread out to effectively deal with the wolverine. He needs to buy them some time.
"Torvald, Mythryndyr, quick, get out of there! I'll give you some cover."
5-foot step forward and cast Obscuring Mist.
The wolverine can't currently see Torvald, Mythryndyr, or Jawhar and Melee attacks have a 20% miss chance if he gets adjacent.
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Jawhar sees that the party is too spread out to effectively deal with the wolverine. He needs to buy them some time.
"Torvald, Mythryndyr, quick, get out of there! I'll give you some cover."
5-foot step forward and cast Obscuring Mist.
The wolverine can't currently see Torvald, Mythryndyr, or Jawhar and Melee attacks have a 20% miss chance if he gets adjacent.
The Dire Wolverine remains enraged tilting it's head to the wind and pursuing it's prey in to the mist.
Round 2
Analia
Myth
Torvald
Jawhar
Dire Wolverine
Craggark
Jamir
Craggark sees the back of the beast sticking out of the mist through some low hanging branches and snow covered bushes. He draws his bow and fires but the shot is deflected by a branch. Jamir moves closer to the fight to get a clear shot at the creature.
Round 3
Analia
Myth
Torvald
Jawhar
Dire Wolverine
Craggark
Jamir
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"Blast it, I can hardly see my own nose in this fog, where's the damned bea--OH SLAG THAT'S WAY TOO CLOSE!!" the alchemist hollers and hurriedly scrambles away from the angry beast. "Jawhar, don't be daft, friend! That thing's bigger than an ogre!"
As the looming beast fades into the fog, Torvald whips out another bomb and hurls it into into the swirling mists where he surmises the wolverine to be standing. Its clay shell quickly vanishes from sight, but the plume of flame a heartbeat later can't be missed.
In the thick mist, terrifying snarls and growls can be heard as the Dire Wolverine tries to rend the flesh of anyone close enough to get it's claws on. Myth tries to back away from the brute and hide in the mist but doesn't distract the beast before attempting to hide aloowing it to swipe at him again as he backs away. The creature in it's enraged state, flails wildly and misses the coy Rogue. Myth backs away a few feet, then lets loose with an arrow, in to the void that is the mist. He is rewarded with a howl of pain from the creature but can still hear it snarling.
Torvald likewise, is uncomfortable with the proximity of the animal and chooses to back away expecting that he could draw it's attention by moving. However, the creature seems preoccupied with tearing Myth apart at the moment so Torvald steps back unscathed. Torvald pulls another one of his bombs and throws it to the spot he knows the creature to be. Torvald assumes the bomb strikes true when hears it shatter, sees a flash even in the thick mist, and feels the tell-tell heat waves wash over him. Terrible screeching emanates from the mist not far away. There is sudden trashing and a bit of snow kicks up on Jawhars face. Then there is silence.
Craggark you thought you saw some residual heat coming from one of the bodies on the ground...after the excitement of the battle you think you might hear a low moan come from one of the Kellids.
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"Let's move out of this mist first so I can see what I'm doing."
Examining Myth's wounds, Jawhar remarks. "Hmmm... Not too bad, really. It's claws were clean. I'm used to at least one of us bein inconscious after a battle. You must be made of hardier stuff, after all, you took down that beast nearly single handed."
Jawhar will take Myth's wand and heal him.
"That looks pretty good, now let's go check on these combatants."
Jawhar heads over to the battle and observes what he can.
"Hey, this one looks to still be alive! Craggark, be ready to hild him if he wakes up thinking the battle is still going on."
Jawhar will use Rebuke Death to bring him back ti consciousness.
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Jamir makes his way back to the others as they gather around the survivor, keeping an arrow on the string of his bow and anxiously watching the ridge.
"Lia, if he wakes but doesn't speak the common tongue, you could use my wand of speak local language to teach it to him for a few minutes. It would let us all understand him."
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Myth nods in appreciation to Jawhar for his healing and then responds to Torvald. "I hope it didn't have any friends close by...if Jawhar hadn't cast that timely mist spell, I might be in its belly..."
Myth will keep his bow drawn and keep an eye out for further danger while his companions work on the Kellid survivor...
Craggark pulls the wounded Kellid from under the body of a foreign mercenary type. The mercenary is wearing padded armor and a cold weather outfit. His weapons are missing, but his coin purse remains. The Kellids look to be wearing furs that, must act as armor. They also had, Heavy wooden shields, and most seem to have been carry battle axes and several javelins each. It seems, the battle was pretty evenly matched with five bodies on each side, including the wounded Kellid, you've just pulled clear.
Jawhar tends to the Kellid's wounds. Jawhar soon realizes the man was very near death and continues to call on Sarenrae's healing touch After a few moments of Jawhar's ministrations, the Kellid springs to life coughing a bit of blood out and babbling in a strange language while trying to clamor to his feet and push Jawhar's hands away from him at the same time.
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Myth gives the man a friendly smile to cover up the frown he feels...and then turns to his companions. "He's speaking Hallit...the language of the local natives. Seems like he doesn't like outsiders though, including us...maybe that wand of Jamir's will come in handy now so the more diplomatic of us can calm him down..."
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"I suspect that attempting to use a wand on him would be a bad idea without further introduction.
Perhaps see if he speaks Skald. Otherwise, I'd use the wand on Craggark."
While waiting for the use of magic, Jawhar will pantomime attempting to tell the man that he just healed him.
He will point to one of the other dead people, then to the now awake man. Drawing his fingers down his own face, he will invoke imagery of a bloody face, then hold up his holy symbol, point to the man again, then lift both arms to show him standing up.
Jawhar will then softly pat both hands forward in the universal calm down motion, lift one finger, then point to Lia, waggle his fingers in a spell casting motion, then open and close his hand in front of his mouth in a talking motion, finally pointing back to the man.
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"I am familiar with Hallit, but unfortunately I don't speak it. I suppose I will be learning it while on this trip."
She smiles and walks up to the injured man, slaps her forehead with the palm of one hand, then as if remembering something upon seeing the confused look on the mans face, she shakes her head with a smile and instead extends her in greeting.
Pointing to herself she says, "Lia" and then she goes around and does her best to introduce the other party members by name.
"Yes Craggark. The wand should work the way you want it to."
The Kellid warrior grunts as he rises to his feet. His wounds are closed from Jawhar's magic but, they still look very raw and painful. He looks around at the battle site and then carefully at your group. He seems indifferent to the point of being unfriendly towards Analia's gestures. Instead studying your group and then glancing at the bodies.
The Kellid takes a look at some weapons on the ground and seems to have second thoughts. Instead, he starts to shuffle back a little. Putting some distance between you and him.
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This spell functions as tongues, except the creature touched gains only the ability to speak and understand a regional human language and the language granted must be one you know. You must select the language at the time of casting.
The language can’t be a dead language.
The target speaks the language with a native accent, but the spell doesn’t impart knowledge about any culture associated with the language, nor does it change the target’s appearance.
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Jamir is still worried more about being vulnerable to threats from over the ridge than whether this lone Kellid runs off or not, but recognizes that the warrior is likely to be their only source of local information.
"Mythryndyr, my talented friend, do you think you might ask him if it was these outlanders who killed his people? And if so, why? And then who killed the outlanders?"
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Myth shrugs. "Like Lia, I recognize the dialect but don't speak it...I picked up a word or two from my guide while awaiting you though...but only one might be helpful..."
Myth looks at the warrior, slowly extending his hands out, showing them to be empty of weapons. He tries smiling and says the Hallit word for "Friends..."
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At the mention of the word friends in Hallit, Lia nods and slowly moves her hands out to her sides, showing now weapons like Myth.
Then she speaks in Skald with the hopes the warrior understands her.
"Do you understand this language?"
If the warrior doesn't reply, she will repeat the question in Common, Erutkai, Elven, Gnome, and lastly Sylvan.
If any language sparks recognition from the warrior she continues, "We mean you no harm. We were traveling and found the battleground as you see it now. We thought everyone dead and we were soon attacked by an animal that had been drawn by the scent of all the blood." she gestures to the dead wolverine, "We were forced to defend ourselves and once we finished it off, we found you alive. We are glad to have been able to save your life."
THe warrior doesn't seem to understand much of what you're saying. Apparently Myth's pronunciation of friends is close enough because, after Analia repeats the word, he seems to visibly relax. He's still a bit wary but, he doesn't seem afraid of you now. He looks around at his dead friends, and says something in Hallit.
זיי זענען העלדיש וואָריערז.
He then bends down and closes the eyes one of his companions. He grimaces in pain, as he stands again. He then, walks over to another of his fallen comrades, and lays the man's shield and ax across his chest.
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Jawhar will approach the man with his hands out, and say calmly in Kelish
"May I heal you some more?"
Jawhar will point to a spot on his own body matching where the man is wounded and grimace in pain. He will then hold his holy symbol out and waggle his fingers, finally bringing his finger and thumb together over the "wounded" area and smiling in relief.
After finishing the pantomime, Jawhar will point to the man with an inquisitive look on his face?
After the healing, Jawhar will point to Lia, waggle his fingers, point to the man, make a speaking motion, and then point to his own ears. Finally he will make an astonished face and nod as if in recognition.
He will finish by pointing to the man again with an inquisitive look.