Skylar quickly lunges forward with a scowl and swings with the cold iron long sword.
Hits! Roll damage!
It reels back at the blow! The creature then spews a venom into Choso's face, subsequently fleeing to under the snow!
Maximus pulls out his scimitar and slashes at the creature.
Chozo tries to break free of the snake while she still has the energy to stay conscious
Skylar curses and goes at it again with the blade.
The beast doesn't quite appreciate being slashed at. It decides to move outwards and upwards towards a tree to escape range. While holding the merfolk, it makes it ten feet up the tree, whilst slashing at it with some of its claws.
However, the claws brush up against Choso's belly-based armor.
Maximus climbs up after the creature and attempts to stab at it with his scimitar.
Hit!
Choso wants to know what is probably going to kill her, or at least she thinks it will.
The poison continues to course through Choso's veins before dissipating.
Also, Choso recognizes the creature as an arctic tatzlwyrm, a creature native to Irrisen.
Angrily shouting in a combination Aboleth, Draconic, and Aquan, one can only assume what is being said to the snake is not very kind. One thing you can recognize is she yells out that it is an "Arctic Tatzlwyrm", and then continues to yell angrily at it in different languages.
Skylar relays immediately, "IT'S ARTIC TATZLWYRM! ONE OF YOU OLD FARTS FIGURE IT OUT FROM THERE!" She drops the long sword and draws the rapier at her hip, lunging in again. "GIMME BACK MY COMRADE YOU F~+!."
The creature topples from the tree trunk to the snow, taking the mermaid with it. Be it Skylar's sharp blade or sharp language, the creature slips out of consciousness from the blow.
With a sound between a whine and a screech, it begins to bleed out, turning the white snow crimson. Choso is currently disabled, but stable.
As Choso is released, once the creature is on the ground, Skylar slams the rapier down through the mouth, and uses the long sword to positively butcher it with a low growl and a furious face.
Extremely relieved to be alive, she mutters one last Aboleth curse at the dead Tatzlwyrm. Getting herself out of the snow she slowly moves to sit/lean against a tree. She is just... Really tired. Too tired to move at the moment. What she does feel like doing, however, is getting into her backpack. She pulls out a healer's kit.
She frowns and sighs. "I would appreciate the help, Uret. Thank you. Though I am afraid that now I will just slow the party down..."
She takes the hand offered to her and pulls herself up and then leans a bit on Uret so she can walk at a decent pace. "I am looking forward to when I can rest, thank you Uret."
Skylar stops brutally murdering the corpse of the snake and soon follows after them with a scowl. She grabs up the cold iron blade though and shoves it over to Max, "You'll get more use out of this than I Will."
Choso becomes fatigued as hypothermia sets in. It seems as though she wasn't wearing her mittens.
Skylar walks over and slowly grasps up the merfolk's hands. She breathes on them and begins to rub them to warm them up. Her face is solemn and serious, tired from ages of horrible experiences. She looks on hopefully to her mentor, but grim doubt is set in her features.
It seems as though the strain of the last battle, or the cold, has gotten to her. Choso gets slower and slower until suddenly she goes limp. If Uret isn't paying attention, down she'll go. Choso has gone night night.
Skylar looks up, then slowly nods. "Okay." She uses the kindling from earlier's attempts to make snowshoes and rushes to a spot, digging in her backpack for flint and steel to get a blaze going. Soon, there's a nice fire going.
She puts the flint and steel away.
Thankfully, the young thief knows their friend's inventory well. They pull out the bedroll and lay it close enough to be warm but far away enough to be safe from catching on fire.
"I'm only good at patching myself. But I think she's got a kit in her bag that'll help. I'm going to go get us food." With that, not wanting to see her mentor in such a state, Skylar goes back and retrieves the snake carcass she threw a fit at earlier. It still has salvageable meat at least.
After assisting, Skylar uses the mess kit she carries to prepare and cook the snake. She keeps the fangs and gives the grub to all. making sure to put some meat to the side to dry it for jerky.
Skylar creates 4 pounds of Jerky. She gives a pound to each of the party members, and stores her own for later. For now she eats the freshly cooked meal.
Before she passes out on her own bed roll, since her companion is very much asleep. She tries again to make snow shoes.
Discouraged and annoyed, the brat goes to sleep and throws the new kindling on the fire.
To see if he won't freeze to death, or something along those lines.
"Ah, thank you!" Maximus thanks Skylar as he nods and accepts the sword "I'll be sure to put this to good use."