The many Trails of Elrith

Game Master icehawk333

Ruby stops short of the cave shouting to jo'vassa "Hold up! It could be a...or just hop on in." Ruby peers into the cave. perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

"Not my point. That individual either needs some serious mental help or it is a thing to be destroyed, so stop treating it like a misbehaving child."

Morrigan starts checking around, first closely to Anthony, then moving outward, though she never gets closer to the creature than Anthony. She remains wary of something else dangerous, expecting the creature Anthony is talking to, to be nothing more than the first sign of something else very wrong.

"If you were an Orc you'd disagree.... in any case I hardly think threatening arrest with a drawn sword is something someone would do to a child" he whispers back to her with his eyes on the vandle, sensing for evil now that he has the time to do so.

the creature registers with a weak aura of evil. It makes louder, yet louder gargling noises, before there's a ripping sound and the creature puts it's hand to it's neck, blood steaming through it's fingers from the new hole in the neck.

does ruby have some sort of light?.

"What the heck..." Anthony lets his curiosity potentially get the better of him as he watches to find out what's going on.

the cave seems rather wide and open, but nothing more can be seen.
also, jo Vassa, acrobatics check.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Ruby watches as jo'vassa fumbles reaching out to catch him with her scythe.aid another: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

"No orc I've ever met would find that acceptable. And you have an odd way of handling children."

"No I'm saying I wouldn't use a sword on a child... Or are you saying that's what's weird.."

the creature snarls and lurches when Antony gets close, clawing at the air and flicking blood all over, revealing the huge gash in it's neck. The gargling is assumedly it's own blood.

Jo'vassa stumbles down a rocky, steep slope, having quickly fallen out of ruby's reach. Down in the cave, it seems barren, aside from the way deeper.

Ruby shouts "Jo'vassa?! are you okay!?" Ruby bends down to investigate the incline using her rifle to feel for the floor.

do I take any damage "Jo'Vassa is fine fast one! No need for Ruby to worry about Jo'Vassa!" He dusts off his ass and looks around

knowledge : 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
heal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
"Seems your assessment of newborn was accurate, albiet not helpful, it's a baby gast" Anthony steps back and begins speaking in a soothing but firm voice, attempting to get it to calm down as he removes his manicals from his belt and tosses a coil of silk rope to morigain. He doesn't expect the undead newborn to understand him but hopes that his words will nonetheless relax it enough for Anthony to get close enough to slap some cuffs on the undead "I don't expect for you to understand my words, but right now I can't afford to have you out and about. I don't want to hurt you, and if you let me I'm going to try to get some help for you, but for right now I need you to put on a pair of bracelets, nice shiny bracelets, if you do understand please nod or something" he says as he inches foward diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

no damage has been sustained by jo'Vassa.
the incline doesn't feel too bad, just covered in loose rocks that are easy to slip on.

the creature gargles harder, snarling. It tries to clean some of the blood off of it's neck, backing up with eyes narrowed.
"Ggh... Negh..."
the creature slams it's hand unto the wound in frustration, pressing down on it.
"No."
the creature spits up more blood.
"... Will, not."

"Ok, so you can speak, that's good... You aren't cooperating though and that's not a good thing... I need to take you in for questioning. A woman was murdered... Or possibly assaulted and kidnapped, and her blood trail leads to here.... You also seem to require medical or magical assistance, we can provide that"

the creature snarls harder, and points to it's neck. Then the hole that was it's ear.

"Are you saying you... Or perhaps your body, were the murdered woman?"

Ruby leaps down the incline."jo'vassa could you illuminate me as to what's around us?" acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 and promptly decides to lands on her face.

ruby ends up getting a foot stuck in an incredibly unlucky spot, causing a small rockslide. It looks like it's going to be harder to get back up.

"Gladly my dear" he waves around his pimp cane before picking up a small stone and illuminating it further with a cantrip, "there you goes, Jo'Vassa give even more light to you for an hour.... Are you also needings a healing?"

"No thanks on the healing it's just some scrapes... So where did it lead us?" Ruby looks for the trail. Perception:: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

"Perhaps we should remain here. Get a healer that can use blacklife, once she is fixed up, we can ask her about who killed her. Probably better for everyone to do that here. Besides, cemetaries seem to good at handling blacklife. We can figure out how to help her more later."

"Black life... You mean negative energy?"

"Maybe? There is elflife and blacklife. Elflife cause that is what elves live on, while blacklife is what my kind lives on."

Anthony pauses to consider how to translate this to an outworlder "a few weeks ago, in that primal monster fight. Would you consider the magics I used to heal myself and adaya as elflife?"

"Considering how much it stung, I most certainly would."

Regardless of whether it caused damage or not, it only makes sense that it would be felt, given it isn't targeted and fils the area.

the creature shakes it's head and pinches the wound shut, before making little circle motions with it's other finger, pointing at the pinched throught.

[i] the caves are barren, with only one, narrow passageway leading deeper.[/I{

"Let us go find out where we are, Ruby!" He says before going deeper into the cave

Ruby cautiously follows Jo'vassa readying her rifle. "I hate these tight spaces"

"Oh Jo'Vassa could teach you to love being restrained like this" he says with a cheeky grin

Anthony sighs, sheaths his weapon and puts the cuffs on his belt loop and begins writing on a piece of paper and hands it to morivain "here go to this address and you'll be able to find a more suitably equipped healer, I'll try to patch her up with my first aid kit... Assuming she'll let me.. Alternatively she could apply it herself if she knows how... Do you have a name?"

"I doubt it dear Jo"

"It'd be a fun expirament to try one way or another though"

Ruby give Jo'vassa an uncomfortable smile. "I'm sure it would be. Would you mind if I lead, my rifle isn't as careful about allies as I would like."

"Oh if you'd like... Though Jo'Vassa doubts his flames are much more distinguishing with their targets"

"You have a point there, we should just continue~" as they continue on Ruby speaks up again "Can you pick up any sort of trail?

Anthony sighs, sheaths his weapon and puts the cuffs on his belt loop and begins writing on a piece of paper and hands it to morivain "here go to this address and you'll be able to find a more suitably equipped healer, I'll try to patch her up with my first aid kit... Assuming she'll let me.. Alternatively she could apply it herself if she knows how... Do you have a name?"

the creature gargles some more, more blood emerging from it's neck. Perhaps that's why it isn't talkign much.

the crevice gets smaller and smaller as thigns push foreward.
who's actually in front?

Jo'Vassa.... I think

Ruby slows down putting five feet between her and Jo'vassa, incredibly cautious of the narrowing space.

jo vassa, preception.

1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21

Anthony carefully approaches the undead woman with his first aid kit, retrieving the gauze bandages "now I'm hardly a doctor, and the healing magics I have aren't... Well they aren't exactly suited to you, but, through necessity I've been trained in some basic first aid"