"Whoa, wait there. A gas ball? I need more information, Niulamayu!" Lupi asks, squatting into the mud and immersing herself partially in it.
"What is this creature, and why would it want to scare us?"
Kenith moves to rinse his feet off, eyeing his armor.
Pharysene seems to hinge on the cloud's every word.
Fajra's exclamation just barely reaches her, but Tuich manages to hear it and skids to a halt. She looks back at her for a long moment, then begins walking back.
"Sorry," she mutters when she's within earshot. "Been jumpy ever since those scratches on the porch last night, I guess."
"What the..what? What do you see Farja?"
Finally Fajra has remembered how to work the eye and talk as well.
"Also they all are on some weird pond pool river thing."
"So you can't tell if the other human sized thing is friend or foe. Good to know about the Gryphs. Hit them hard and fast and I wonder if they taste like chicken?
Xarl follows behind the others pulling out his blade.
"If these creatures lay their eggs in others then we should go help."
You see eight gryphs move into the shallows... towards the shore.
"I think you've seen all we can. We might as well investigate. Not much we can do through your eye anyway. Xarl you want to lead us out or want me to?"
"I will lead since you prefer the bow. Those of you not antiquated with melee stay back so that I might take their first charge."
Dropping two of them into her pocket, she loads the third into her sling. "Ready. Let's go."
"Oh thanks the gods!" Eliah rushes out of the forest towards the cabin, waving her hand in the air. "Hello! Hello there!" She shouts. "We've been lost in the forest for two days. Please, can you tell me where we are??" She continues to hustle in the direction of the woman unless something else happens.
"Wait guys don't go just yet. I have a couple spells I would like to cast on all of you. One will protect you from evil and I can cast it on everyone. The second gives you the strength of a bull and technically speaking I can cast that on everyone as well but it does magic users like myself a fat lot of good."
This spell wards a creature from attacks by evil creatures, from mental control, and from summoned creatures. It creates a magical barrier around the subject at a distance of 1 foot. The barrier moves with the subject and has three major effects.
First, the subject . Both these bonuses apply against attacks made or effects created by evil creatures.
Second, the subject (including enchantment [charm] effects and enchantment [compulsion] effects, such as charm person, command, and dominate person). This , using the same DC as the original effect. If successful, such effects are suppressed for the duration of this spell. The effects resume when the duration of this spell expires. While under the effects of this spell, the target is immune to any new attempts to possess or exercise mental control over the target. This spell does not expel a controlling life force (such as a ghost or spellcaster using magic jar), but it does prevent them from controlling the target. This second effect only functions against spells and effects created by evil creatures or objects, subject to GM discretion.
Third, the spell prevents bodily contact by evil summoned creatures. This causes the natural weapon attacks of such creatures to fail and the creatures to recoil if such attacks require touching the warded creature. Summoned creatures that are not evil are immune to this effect. The protection against contact by summoned creatures ends if the warded creature makes an attack against or tries to force the barrier against the blocked creature. Spell Resistance can allow a creature to overcome this protection and touch the warded creature.
I would probably only cast this on Max and Xarl but I can cast this level spell 7 times so if it can benefit Tuich her too. It will last on each of you 10 minutes.
The subject becomes stronger. The spell grants, adding the usual benefits to melee attack rolls, melee damage rolls, and other uses of the Strength modifier.
May save you a spell slot, if I am the only one who would benefit, if there's another spell you can cast in it's place, might be better. Not sure what your spells known list looks like for that spell level.
The addressed woman has her head peer upwards and incline in the direction of the voices, but there is eerily no response. She doesn't move to attack, however, and there are no emotional tells from the visible parts of her face. She lets her hand rest on her gardening tool for a moment, and then moves to greet her company after grabbing a staff from some sickly weeds, which she taps in front of her.
At full height, she's tall. She doesn't, however, speak. An errant breeze blows hair away from her face to reveal a mass of scar tissue where her eyes should be.
She beckons with her unprobing hand.
Eliah continues to approach, smiling in earnest at seeing someone without tusks. When the wind shows the woman's face, however, Eliah's grin fades a bit and her steps slow. "Huh. That's peculiar." Unable to detect anything nefarious about the gardener, Eliah approaches to about 20 feet before pausing for another greeting in common.
Having usually relied on translators during her excursions, Eliah knows more dead languages than any useful current ones. 'But maybe...' She tries greeting her again, in Thassilonian this time.
The caster and allies within a 50-ft. burst centered on the caster
Each creature affected by this spell is given the potential for greater success and glory. If the affected creature is benefiting from a morale bonus of any type, it can double that morale bonus on one roll or check, before making the roll. Once an affected creature uses this spell’s effect, the spell is discharged for that subject.
After about a minute of preparations, the adventurers edged forward to find the gryphs awaiting them in forward formation like some form of greasy feathered army.
Salty follows Eliah, and licks his tusks when he sees the woman face.
He greets her in Orc, Tulita and Aquan.
The woman stiffens at the use of the Thassilonian tongue and takes a marked step back, bringing her staff to full bear in front of her.
She pulls out a free hand and wiggles her fingers until she hears the aquan tongue and relaxes slightly.
She scratches her staff into the ground and reasserts her hand with a series of gestures.
"Don't do anything rash, Salty, she's just trying to get a feel for our intentions." Eliah raises her hands in a conciliatory gesture, though she's not sure what good it will do if the old woman is blind. "Hey, hey, no worries. We're not a threat, we're just lost and need some help. Can you help us?"
"Salty, she seems to be more receptive to your tongue. Can you translate? And please, don't go off script!
Max quickly pulls back his nocked arrow and lets it fly toward the farthest right gryph. Then follows the first arrow with a second.
Max's arrow flies true and kills his quarry.
[ooc] Tuich? Fajra?
The woman relaxes once she hears the woman's thoughts in draconic, but doesn't appear to understand the common tongue. She raises her head and emits a strangled sound, dropping the scarf around her lips far enough to indicate that there's more scarring, and one could predict, horrific damage underneath.
She taps her staff into the ground and motions again for the duo to follow her. She starts to make her way back to the hovel.
Despite the helpful smatterings of information, Lupi unable to make any connections with these details and the creature they relate to.
"So we're up against an unknown foe, hm?"
"Looks that way." Kenith growled. "Don't split up." he instructs, spitting to the side.
Pharysene looks from Niu and into the distance, rubbing her arms in a nonexistent chill.
"I don't have the best of feelings about this, but I don't imagine we're safer inside. We should take turns on watch while we work, though. I'll feel better when the knights return."
Valaravans follows her...
If she doesn't sense anything amiss, Eliah will follow the woman, taking a glace at her scratchings in the dirt as she passes.
She falls into step with the half-orc, whispering discreetly, "Keep your guard up, just in case. With everything we've seen the past two days, I don't know what to expect."
Saving Throw is Reflex.
Spell DC is 16.
Range 15 ft.
Area cone-shaped burst
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Reflex half; Spell Resistance yes
DESCRIPTION
A cone of searing flame shoots from your fingertips.
Any creature in the area of the flames takes 1d4 points of fire damage per caster level (maximum 5d4).
Flammable materials burn if the flames touch them. A character can extinguish burning items as a full-round action.
Tuich winds up and slings a magicked rock at one of the critters.
... and misses wildly. :o(
"Used to shooting birds in trees," she mutters.
Valaravans licks his tusks....
"Easy, girl, its just an old woman... She has much more to fear than us. I will behave, don't worry for that. She reminds me an old woman in a port I used to visit. I would help her around, and she thought me some fine cooking.
"Hmph. I hope you're right, but it pays to be prepared. Especially with all of... this." She gestures minutely at their surroundings, indicating her annoyance at not fully grasping their situation.
ConcentrationOh, and REF
Though Tuich missed horribly, the sorceress set three of the greasy birds aflame, leaving them hopping mad.