The girl's ball of fire strikes the creature, which pays it no mind. You are quite certain that fire is not effective against these creatures.
The dwarf lays a hand on Beylinda, who is surrounded by a shimmering field of light, before stepping out of the cloud.
Beylinda staggers out of the cloud. Ill, but defiant.
Gethric studies the tattooed corpse intently.
Thomdril moves towards the girl, trying, and failing, to overcome the noxious fumes.
Seeing Beylinda surrounded by a magical glow, and remembering the fate of their companion, the outsiders shriek at the bard. Who, though feeling a magical fear attempting to overwhelm her, remains unimpressed. Perhaps if she hadn't just decapitated one it would have worked.
Round 5
| 1 person marked this as a favorite. |
E-Terah remembered to breathe through her mouth when the wretched things vomited an odor so vile it could shame a goblin snake. The black tressed woman and the swordsman didn't fare nearly as well, doubling over and emptying the contents their stomachs in disgustingly impressive projectile vomiting. She wisely side- stepped that and moved near the woman, clapping a hand onto her back in a soothing pat that also delivered a spell of protection formed of her palpable faith in the gods that supplied her powers.
Tasting a mix of offal,strong urine, and skunk musk that made her tongue curl, the she-dwarf reached into the pouch at her hip that held sling bullets. Palming it, she eyed the pallid,bloated wretches before hurling it at one of their swollen,drooling faces.
Attk on nearest ....thing
Damage
Thomdril moves towards the girl, trying, and failing, to overcome the noxious fumes.
Round 5:
Dreamily and unhurried Gethric calls "Ware your footing, the worm will likely return" before standing vigil over the tattooed man's corpse. Naja begins to slowly transition from coils around his arm and unto his neck.
| 1 person marked this as a favorite. |
Attack on same target
Damage
E-Terah put her shoulder into her next throw, chucking it hard at the same creature and beaning it dead in its sloping forehead and splitting the pale,wet flesh. It recoiled and clutched at its dented head, letting out a slobbering wail.
No wretched summon spawn gut checks me!
She reached into the pouch at her hip and palmed another sling stone, brandishing her maulaxe almost causally in the other. There were only two of the nasty critters left---along with that burrowing leech that was lurking somewhere beneath their feet. May as well even the odds before it decided to show its ugly maw again.
She saw the hooded man examining the corpse of the tattooed man who'd started this mess. The captive women trussed up and helpless laid in a row squirmed and whimpered. The swordsman and the dark haired.woman were still.disabled by the foul smelling vapors and.retching violently where they stood.
Once more she thanked the gods for her dwarven fortitude. She hated vomiting-- it was disgusting and involuntary.
Annie notices the fire bounce right off the creature.
You are not playing fair. I can cheat too
she hurls another ball at the creature but this time instead of fire it is ice and snow.
Thom unsuccessfully attempts to keep from spewing as he stumbles after the little girl while trying to stay out of her way...
Dwarf and child hurl stone and ice at the creatures, and both strike true, though neither appears to have any effect. Looking around at the opponents who outnumber them, none of whom appear frightened or on the verge of death, the two turn and begin rapidly scrambling up the sides of the bowl. They are fleeing!
Terah, would you mind looking after tom's wounds please, we can do mine a bit later.
Beylinda will turn her head toward the little girl, her weapon lowered into a standby stance
And just who might you be, flinging spell's so casually?
Terah, would you mind looking after tom's wounds please, we can do mine a bit later.
Beylinda will turn her head toward the little girl, her weapon lowered into a standby stance
And just who might you be, flinging spell's so casually?
Once the monsters ran away Annie sits on the ground and pulls out her teddy bear.
Did you see that Tibbers? I made them run away, don't worry next time I'll let you play to Tibbers
then when Beylinda approaches.
I'm Annie and this is my bear, Tibbers. What do you mean "flinging spells? I was chasing the monsters away
Annie looks like a human child but you can see traces that she is probably not human but another small sized race
E-Terah frowned once she saw that the wretched things were scrambling away,scaling the walls of the bowl structure they stood in. She would give chase but doubted she would be able to catch up.
The black haired woman said something but due.to her curse she.heard only gibberish. She ignored her as.she didn't think it was all too important and dropped.her sling bullet back into her pouch. She reached behind her.to where her repeating crossbow sat on her back pack in its holster,already loaded with a.case.
She leveled it with one hand at.the one lowest on the wall and squeezed off a bolt.
Attk
Dmg
Noting the flight of the demons, Gethric sighs and brings his withered left hand to his neck to pat Naja as the snake coils around his shoulders. He then kneels beside the tattooed man again and speaks to all and none, pointing to various sigils with his right hand as he does so "Binding, service, slavery... but no rhyme nor reason. Of demons, devils, asura and all denizens of the plane beyond. He was seeking much, to draw it within, to take on that which he sought... though much of his colour is well bedded. But only the signs of the call that are fresh upon his skin."
Well then annie, would you mind telling us where we are, and what was this all about? she says pointing her weapon in the direction of the central ritual
The dark-clad fighter fights to keep what little remains in his stomach… well… in.
Propping himself up by the tip of his sword – otherwise hunched over – the young man looks over at the little girl. He opens his mouth to say something, then quickly clenches it shut as he tries to suppress another round of his stomach's acrobatics.
"Binding, service, slavery... but no rhyme nor reason. Of demons, devils, asura and all denizens of the plane beyond. He was seeking much, to draw it within, to take on that which he sought... though much of his colour is well bedded. But only the signs of the call that are fresh upon his skin."
In a monumental display of gastrointestinal control, the lean sellsword tries to stand up straighter… succeeding in getting half-way there. "Geth," he croaks, "I'm confused. Did your tattoo'd friend bring us here?" The back of his gloved sword-hand suddenly and momentarily becomes a barrier between Thom's mouth (and the horrid contents there-in) and the rest of the group… then he continues. "Like you said, I always thought these summoning tricks worked to bring demons and stuff. I'm no demon."
Thom please let the girl answer, we will discuss all that we have learned afterwards.
in a language only Thom understands: After all the might be a summoned demon that took the chance to escape from her controller's grasp. She was in the summoning circle as well and manifested arcane powers.
Thom shrugs, taking the opportunity to clean his blade, sheathe it, then pull out his canteen to rinse his mouth noisily. "You're the boss."
Annie looks around when posed the question.
we are in a hole in the ground. with a picture on the ground. and you talk mean.
Annie turns to take a look at the diagram then she looks at Her bear.
a small sigil appears on the stuffed bear's forehead for a brief second then it fades.
Tibbers says mister summoner that took me in when my mommy and daddy died in a fire brought me here. must have been when we were sleeping becuase I don't rememeber anything else
she looks back at Beylinda you should apologize for talking mean. I didn't do anything to you, I though I was helping.
Thom please let the girl answer, we will discuss all that we have learned afterwards.
in a language only Thom understands: After all the might be a summoned demon that took the chance to escape from her controller's grasp. She was in the summoning circle as well and manifested arcane powers.
| 1 person marked this as a favorite. |
E-Terah felt her ears pop and her throat relax as her curse finally relented its grip once the creatures left her view. She cast her gaze around at the others,the rocky soil where several small.fires still.shouldered,the bound females, and her...company.
She put her crossbow back into place on the top of her backpack behind her,still gripping her maulaxe with one hand. She used it like a walking stick as she waddled closer,expression unsure.
She ran a gloved hand through her impressive gravity defiant crest of fuchsia hair, tugging thoughtfully on her sideburns. She cleared her throat and addressed them in a husky purr like hot smoke cooling over stone.....Not sure if I blacked out or drank meself stupid last night, but...who you folk be again? Last thing I remember was passing out from walking twenty some.miles after my carriage crashed and I fell off the main road and into a ravine. Then I got lost. Again. And now I'm here...wherever here is.
She reached behind her breastplate,polished to a shine of black iron fitted.to her considerable cleavage. Withdrawing a wand, she poked the kneeling and sickened swordsman.
Almost as an afterthought, she tapped herself with it once her gut reminded her of the vicious blow she'd received earlier.
The she-dwarf waved the wand pointedly.Any o' you other folk care f'r some healing? Name's E-Terah Deepheavy of Houndshearth,daughter o' Torgil Terah Deepheavy. Nice t' meet y'all,I suppose.
the sigil on the bears forehead looks like this
and since you were paying attention, the same sigil appeared on Annie's forehead as well
Gethric doesn't look up from the man as he replies to Thom "Possible... but no way of knowing with certainty."
Of the seeming child Gethric pays little attention, instead turning his eyes upon the maidens still leashed within... and whether they yet draw breath.
Thom follows the Gethric's eyes to the women, then smirks while mouthing 'good call'.
With a flip of his left arm, his shield slides back into its position on his back and he makes his way over to the women, pausing for a moment to nod his thanks for E-Terah's healing.
He cautiously kneels before the first bound woman, far enough away to not seem a threat to her. He makes his voice as calming and warm as he can, holding up his hands to show, palms toward the woman. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Gethric, the maidens are all very much alive, but frightened.
Thom, the girl's eyes show no comprehension, though they are alert and attentive.
Gethric & Thom, the girls appear to be of mixed ancestry. One looks pure Cheliaxian, with the characteristic pale skin and black hair. Two look to have some Varisian or Kelesh heritage. The other two seem more Andoran, light, but darker than pure Chexliax, with brown hair rather than black. None appear to be younger than 12 or older than 15.
So are you happy now, I didn't have anything to do with you coming here.
Annie skips off to the crater edge climbing up the side to the top to take a look around.
Noting possible signs of ancestry Gethric slips into the Varisian tongue "Ez dugu kalte izango duzu ... ken egin duzu nire hitzak?"
Gethric, none seem to understand you.
As Geth tries to speak to her, Thom nods encouragingly. If she looks hesitant to talk, he grins his charmingest grin, points to the girl, then makes his hand open in close... the universal gesture for "talk".
If she still looks uncomfortable or scared, he very carefully points at her bound wrists, then puts his own wrists together like hers are, then emphatically breaks them apart. Then he nods.
The gag prevents the girl from speaking, but she does nod ascent at the notion of being freed.
E- Terah put away her wand,tucking it behind her breastplate. She strode.over to the women where Thom was attempting to communicate with them with no apparent success. She helped undo their bindings and helped the frightened lot to sit up, trying her best to seem unthreatening.
Thom hesitates, "Hey, Geth... if she turns out to be some kind of demon adn kills me, make sure to make me sound like a hero in the re-telling."
He then removes the girl's gag, still smiling, "Now, then, why don't you tell us who you are." Knowing that she probably doesn't understand, Thom once again points at her and makes the hand-talking gesture.
Annie looks back at the group
It looks like a long way to a town. there is what looks like a lake
I'll take your word for it for the moment annie, but do you know where "here" is? and anything about the dead conjurer?
Annie turns and looks back at Beylinda still standing atop the crater ridge. hands on her hips like some "king of the hill"
Look I'm just a little girl not some great adventureing party like you guys. I don't know where we are and definately don't know who that guy is so stop thinking I do.