Leastrie's twitch a little at the mention of trinkets. "I would be most interested to see what items you have....and tea sounds like just the right refreshment, at this hour."
The half-orc looks at his companions and finds himself wondering about their attention spans, but he himself is not really i a hurry for now, so he simply shrugs and joins the others as they prepare to wait.
Shandor Arvandru, Male Human (Varisian) Sorcerer (Tattooed Sorcerer) 11 | HP 93/93 | AC:18 T:12 FF:16 CMD: 15 | F+14 R+10 W+11 | Init +13 | Perception +17 (+2 dim light, +2 haunts) | Darkvision 60 ft.
Sounds good. How about a scroll of daylight? Anyone has capability of casting that? I have darkvision so I'm not fussed by regular darkness, but I'm thinking some might be.
The sun sets, and Nadia returns to her cabin. The woods are very dark and cold; no moonlight reaches beneath the trees. Those without the natural born ability to see in the dark pull out torches and cast spells to make light.
A few hours pass, and everyone is alerted by the sound of a large crack. It is clear that the Satyr is attempting - and failing miserably - to catch the group unawares. However, only Leastrie is fast enough to act before the Satyr attempts his trickery and magic.
Satyr are raucous creatures that have musical pipes capable of causing various effects with their music: fear, sleep and mental manipulations. Even without the pipes, they have similar magical powers at their disposal. They have resistance to all physical blows save those made with cold iron weapons. Satyrs are typically chaotic, but this one appears to be evil as well.
Leastrie strikes the Satyr solidy with his blade, and iron bites deep into the magical creatures flesh. The satyr howls in pain and steps back to blow upon its pipes.
Baldwyn, Sandor and fight against a rising feeling of dread as the magic of the pipes takes hold. Will DC 18
Male Human Wizard (Transmuter) 7 | HP 57/57 | AC 15 T 15 FF 11 | Saves: F: +5 R: +7 W: +7 | CMD: 18 | Init: +7 Percep: +12 SM: +1
Seeing Baldwyn and Shandor overcome by the satyr's powerful magic, Guilford grabs a wand from his belt and sends a bolt of arcnae force at the creature.
Leastrie grips his blade, ready to strike again, when the music starts. As the haunting melody washes over him, he begins to feel a cold sweat and his muscles begin to wrack with nerves. Within moments, all resolve has left the elf as he turns to flee!
As Chuurock's spell takes effect, Leastrie feels himself bolstered once more. He grins through gritted teeth at the fey, circling the satyr, and swings his blade!
Attack:
Attack:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 Damage:1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14Leastrie has Spring Attack, so he moved around the satyr without provoking.
I'll allow Leastrie to circle around and attack again partway through his panicked run, but due to the range limitation of the spell and Chuurock's location he won't have enough movement to spring attack or get behind the Satyr (assuming 30' move). He'll end up adjacent to the beast; I moved the mini to where I thought you could reasonably end up with 30' move. Also, you'll have to draw another weapon (I assume the +1 curved blade) during your move, as a panicked creature drops their weapon and you started the round panicked.
Discordant, eerie sounds issue from the goat-legged creatures pipes and washe over the group. Baldwyn and Shandor flee into the night at the magical sound, but Chuurock's magic bolsters Leastrie and he turns back around to face his enemy again after taking only a few steps. He draws and attacks with a second blade. In his anger the satyr cries out:
Sylvan:
"Oh it burns, these elven blades! Now he'll see from what his guts are made!
He pulls a dagger and lashes out with with it, a solid blow slicing the elf's arm, but the horns he thrusts at Leastrie meet only open air.
Initiative Update:
Initiative
21-Leastrie (Remove Fear, 6 points)
11-Satyr (26 points)
10-Shandor (7 rds of fear left)
9-Guilford
8-Baldwyn (7 rds of fear left)
5-Kris
4-Chuurock
Spells: Bless
Kris takes advantage of the fae's need to focus on the spell for a whole 6 seconds and full runs a few feet past him! Though she does not have a weapon out to threaten, so Leastire doesn't have any flanking opportunities... yet.
Breathing heavily, Leastrie retrieves his dropped blade and places both blades in their scabbards. He then examines the body and belongings of the satyr.
As Leastrie watches the twisted Sylvan creature bleed out his eye catches various features wrought in its black fur: ritual scars, gaudy pieces of jewelry, blood and numerous flecks of wax.
Oof, missed him bleeding out. Kris would have stabilized him with Stabilize, if possible. I mean, he's easier to talk to alive. In the future, she is pretty liberal with the spell when info is at stake.
Male Human Wizard (Transmuter) 7 | HP 57/57 | AC 15 T 15 FF 11 | Saves: F: +5 R: +7 W: +7 | CMD: 18 | Init: +7 Percep: +12 SM: +1
"We probably should, if you think it is worth the effort. It would be nice to know why another stranger to these parts has appeared. Shall we restrain him, then revive him?"
