Nev looks at the wyrms corpse for a moment, then lowers his spear. "Well, that was quite entertaining. Anyone need healing?"
"Thank you" - says the paladin cleaning her sword with some snow - "Weird to see such a creature so far south, isn't it? It seems the whole day care center has come here... Shall we keep moving at once?"
Grimkell approaches and looks at Lex as Nev heals her.
"Was she poisoned?" a small amount of concern can be detected in his voice.
He takes a look around and then relax a bit, putting his shield on his back:
"What was that, and what did it say?"
It is clear that she has yet to have very much experience using her spells in combat, but she will learn, she will grow, and she will protect as she sees fit. Burn zhem she thinks, wishing she could have done better.
"It is very odd. Ve zhould be vary of any ozher creatures from the frozen lands..."
"It called you tasty, and then silly, to come into his den. By I don't see anything that we could call a 'den', do you?"
Elxurian looks around to check if there any signs of the creature's hideout.
"Perhaps ve should take a look around, zhen."
The auburn haired girl curses quite loudly in several dialects, clutching onto her shoulder as she glares at the now dead wyrm, cleaved by the paladin's blade and scorched by the sorceress' flame. Lex finally stops her tirade once Nev makes his offer of healing, looking at him.
"...My opinion of you has vastly changed," She comments, rolling the now healed shoulder - she's even feeling warmer and less tired now, though there's still a couple of holes in her coat. "I thought you were probably a stuffy noble jerk, but you're all right."
She glances over at Grimkell and the others, before clearing her throat. "Right, so - freshly healed, so if you're going looking to see if this one has a little treasure trove, can we please hurry it up before the cold seeps into my bones again?" What she wouldn't give for a potion of endure elements right now...
The skald looks looks up and down at the magus. Seeming satisfied with here state of health he takes a step back. As he noticed her glare on him, an air of surprise passes over his face, then his expression becomes more stern.
"Good improvement on the attitude since we met in Heldren."
Turning toward the others:"We should get going, not need to find its lair now... what could it possess?"
Grimkell turns around, going the the track and waiting for all to fall in line.
Nev looks momentarily perplexed at Lex's comment. "Thanks...I think?" As the den search discussion starts, he frowns. "I think we should press onward instead. The longer we're out in this weather, the more likely the rest of you will freeze to death. I really don't want to chase these people down by myself, so we should hurry it up a bit."
"Sure, let's move."
Llyr looks around for a den of some sorts and comes to the same conclusion the rest have, there is no den. "Yeah, lets keep going, I don't want to be around if that things mate comes looking for it."
Chuckling and shaking her head at the commentary, she simply walks with the group, which she is quickly starting to like the dynamics of the crew that was called upon. She pulls her cloak to her a bit tighter as she smiles slightly to herself despite the cold and the repeated conflicts.
You walk along the path for around an hour, finding nothing to quench your bloodthirsty appetites for killing.
As you get closer however, things begin to change. Feathered bundles and strange fetishes hang from the lowest branches of the trees in this part of the forest, swaying and shifting in the wind. All are stuck through with small pins holding pieces of leather bound around them.
Elxurian, Llyr, and Nev feel a cold prick in their shoulders. Everyone sees at least one of these creatures. They are diminutive, white and have cute little bows! But those cute little arrows are cold! They giggle and grin evily at you.
Enemies win
Lex, Grimkell, and Karyne all feel little pricks.
"OW! What the...!" Nev turns around as he feels a prick of cold in his shoulder.
"They're hiding behind the trees!" He points at the evil little buggers, casts a spell, and runs toward them.
"What's up Nev... owww, what the heck!"
Turning around and seeing the creatures:
"Stop bothering us feys, got back into the depth of the woods". He repeats the same in skald.
The skald pulls out a bow from behind his back, he cocks an arrow and shoots over Nev's shoulder at one of the creatures.
The cold doesn't seem to bother her, but whatever struck her took effect.
"You have a quick chance to surrender before we slay you all!"
The self-named Paladin draws the Light Crossbow she just acquired and shoots at one of them.
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Lex feels the chill of the weather permeate her bones once again, shivering and bundling up once more, before the sudden attack by imps sends her for a loop. "Ow!" She hisses, seething and really mad. "That is it! I've had it with this unseasonal weather and ambushes!" She shouts, heading over by Nev and preparing a spell.
Llyr feels the harsh sting of a needle in his shoulder as the fae's arrow strikes his shoulder. Realizing there is no way he is going to catch them across the snow, he pulls out his Heavy Crossbow and loads it. "I was wondering when we'd be ambushed, it was only a matter of time.
Not liking something striking her, Karyne waves her hands, one left to right, the other up and down and then makes a few more motions as she says a few words in Sylvan and a aura appears around her: Mage Armor.
Elxurian's bolt misses the diminutive creature. It laughs at you and sticks out its little tongue. Grimkell, however hits the little thing, but it doesnt seem to hurt it. In fact, it bounces off is incredibly tiny body harmlessly.
The little bugger Nev's been trying to deal with flies about 5 feet away, and, though taking a defensive posture, attacks his nose! Little bugger giggles, its pointy teeth adorably menacing.
the one that disappears behind a tree. The other:
The rest of you see nothing! Until a blast of rainbow light is shot at Nev!
Nev sees the beastie advancing and takes a stab at it with his spear.
He feels another pinprick in his shoulder and swears again.
As the pretty colors surround him, he closes his eyes in a desperate attempt at protecting himself.
Angered at this pathetic attempt at taking him down, Nev moves toward the nose-biter and tries to stick him again.
Elxurian reloads the crossbow and shots it again at the creature
Llyr fires his crossbow at one of the ones harassing Nev, but not in melee, hoping to drive it from the skies. Then, he locks another bolt in place and resumes aiming at the Fae.
"Oh, you're all just starting to tick me off," Lex growls, the magus twirling the cold iron spear in her hand. "Tuo!" She shouts, a faint hue of magic coming from the tip of her weapon. She heads towards the one that just struck with its tiny bow, thrusting her enhanced weapon at it while shouting back at the others.
"Did you all forget?! Cold iron, you fools!"
Llyr watches as one of his companions dashes out after a Fae. "Try not to get surrounded! he calls out after her.
Seeing his aim blocked by Nev and Lex, Grimkell drops down his bow. Wadding through the snow toward the remaining creature, he let's out a terrible warcry, his eyes staring at the creatures with murderous intent.
"ahhhHHHHH! Follow your friend to the netherworld!"
A shaken character takes a –2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Frustrated with the situation, she moves a little closer, hoping to catch one of the creatures with fire and draws her hand up as if she is forming a snowball...doing so, only to blow on it to light it ablaze, hurling it at the creature.
"Créatúir Reoite: Tá a fhios seo ... beidh tú sruthán as a thabhairt dom pian."
"Frozen creatures: know this...you will burn for bringing me pain."
The remaining sprite runs away.
Llyr watches the remaining sprite flee from the group, knowing that it's sure to run home to its masters and tell them everything. Hopefully, a large part of that will be how they were handily dispatched. "Well, that could have been worse. Well done. Has anyone seen these things dangling from the trees, disturbing to say the least."
Grimkell walks in the direction of the fleeing sprite. He stops at some distance, trying to retrieve his arrow and the bolts that Elxurian and Llyr shot. Shaking his head he comes back.
Once back, he takes a look around frowning. To Llyr's comment:
"These hanging figurines, they smell of witches... Lady Morozov, what kind of spell is this?"
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She examines the fetishes for a moment before she reveals anything.
Lex pulls her coat tighter around her shoulders, annoyed that she wasn't able to do anything fruitful here. "Little sprites, wyrms, zombies...why can't there be any actual normal bandits?" She mutters.
Stepping up next to Karyne, she takes a look at the fetishes herself. "Wonder if these are arcane, or religious," She comments, muttering a spell of detection to see if they give off any auras.
Looks like the fetishes were just some sick games the sprites were playing with the poor crows that flew through their part of the wood. Seems as though they were trying to make an example of these poor crows to scare off the other crows. The other crows don't appreciate it very much, but they fly in their murder wherever they please.
While the others examine the bodies and fetishes, Nev looks over his injuries. Finding them minor, he prepares to press onward. "Is anyone else injured? I have enough energy left to heal one person."
"My injuries are...minor," Karyne says softly as she continues to examine the fetishes, pulling down the gold. "Zhese are simply a varning to zhe ozher crows. Nozhing so...malevolent...," she says as she walks through, gazing at them in thought and study.