Shalm's Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master JankInTheTank

Though Linge's sense are alert, all she can hear is the crunching of the group's feet on the snow. The gully's quiet beauty would have been enchanting if it were not so completely out of place. At this time of year, she would have expected to hear the chirping of birds, the buzzing of insects collecting pollen from sweet-scenting flowers, and small mammals scurrying away, frightened by the heavy steps of an intruder.

Instead, there is nothing but unnerving silence as they move between the frost-bitten trees, a few patches of green here and there still showing foliage buried under the snow. All insects, she suspects, are dormant or dead due to the sudden drop of temperature. The consequences of this climate shift are terrifying to think about.

As her mind wanders towards increasingly anxious thoughts, her peripheral vision suddenly catches a flash of white. A blink later, and it is gone. Yet as Linge surveys her surroundings, squinting through the blowing snow, she sees something again. It's nearly indiscernible, and doesn't make a noise, but it's moving too unnaturally to be mere drifting snow.

Drifting snow, for instance, would go in the same direction as the wind.

"There's something there... I don't know what that is."

"I don't see anything but snow." As much as she squints, Sigrun can't make out whatever is there. Still, she readies her shield, preparing for whatever may come.

moved Sigrun to the head of the pack. I assume the rectangle grid is supposed to be a square grid?

Linge spots a creature half hidden in a snow drift against one of the rocky faces of the bluff. she is able to react quickly as she senses it is about to pounce on new-found prey.

Surprise round! Linge is the only party member who will get to act, but she acts before the creature.

And yes, the grid should be square, but the map I grabbed din't do what i wanted it to. treat each rectangle as a 5' square

Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Linge audibly gasps when she spots the creature once again. The last time she saw the like of it, it was in her mother's story books -but the small shape of the beast and its white, shiny scales

"A Tatzlwyrm! Watch out, its breath is poisonous and it can constrict you like a snake!"

She has but a few seconds to react before the beast pounces on one of them. The druidess extends one hand in the direction of the Tatzlwyrm, and pronounces a single word of power. A bright light suddenly flashes from her fingertips, piercing through the snow like a knife through hot butter. She hopes it will be enough to scare the creature -possibly make it flee.

Cast Flare to dazzle the Tatzlwyrm. Fortitude Save, DC 14.

As she tries to recall everything she knows about Tatzlwyrms, the particular details of the story of Jaakko the magician's apprentice suddenly come back to her mind. She used to be so scared as a child, listening to her mother reading her the story, as Jaakko was struggling to get rid of the beast, and the spells that had worked on ruffians and wild animals had no effect on the creature.

"Spells like Sleep won't work," she warns. "And it can't be paralyzed!"

Does Horn (Linge's bear) get to act during the surprise round, too?)

Sorry, forgot to add your animal companion
perception Horn: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
He was not aware of anything out there. he will normally act on your initiative, but will rely on his own perception for surprises

fort save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
the creatue roars in pain as a light shines in its eyes, dazzling it. it does not run away, however, and moves towards Linge

Just a move action for the surprise round, can't charge in the snow. it is now Linge's turn, along with her bear. then the Tatzlwyrm, then the rest of the party.

Linge takes a hasty step back, and grabs her sling hastily. The bear cub on her side finally spots the creature, and lets out a low, threatening growl. "Attack" is all that the druidess has to say before he starts moving closer to the Tatzlwyrm, standing between the beast and Linge.

Though he attacked the zombies without fear, this time he seems wary of the creature and much more on his guards.

Horn is attacking defensively: -3 on attack rolls, AC boosted to 19

Attack (Bite): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Attack (Claw 1): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack (Claw 2): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

the tatzlewyrm is hit by one of the bear's claws, causing some damage.

it lashes back at the bear, attempting to bite it
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

it draws blood and latches on to Horn, tryign to keep the bear from moving away by wrapping its body around the bear cub.
grab attempt: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

bold may act:
Garran, Glim, Paldo, Sigrun, Honsul, Linge, Horn

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 10/10 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Glim HP: 8/8 - AC: 19/16/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 9/9 - AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: 9/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status: grappled
Paldo HP: 7/7 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 10/10 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:
Honsul HP: 10/10 - AC: 19/15/15 Status:

NPCS:
Tatzlwyrm HP: -5 | AC: 18? | Status:

knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 oh so close...

With the creature now firmly in her sight, Sigrun moves up behind it and swats at it rather forcefully with her shield, trying to get it off Horn. She's not quite sure exactly what it is, but if it eats bears, that can't be good news.

attack (heavy shield bash): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 maybe it hits because it's grappled? who knows.
damage, in case: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Garran slogs forward through the snow, then calls on his goddess for help against the dragon-like creature. "For victory! For the heart! Let the valor of Iomedae be our valor. Let our weapons strike true, as The inheritor's sword does always." Garran holds his holy symbol high as he speaks.

Move to catch more allies in the spell effect(50 r), then casts bless. (+1 to hit, +1 vs fear effects)

Although Paldo’s magic kept him warm, it didn’t stop the small pellets of snow from whipping into his face stinging his eyes as he strained to keep them open. He mostly kept his arm in front of his face looking for the larger footprints of his companions to step in hoping they knew where they were going. Suddenly he was alert, everyone shouting around him. The creature struck fast before Paldo could react. Paldo could barley make out the creature as it wrapped itself around Horn sinking its teeth in. Paldo cursed as he readied his staff sling. He pulled back on the leather string after putting a cold metal bullet in its cradle. As he aimed, the snow and the blur of battling creatures made it impossible to pick a target. He released his grip, he dared not risk hitting Horn. Paldo chose not to shoot into the melee and did not think any of his spells would help at the moment. Instead watched as the creature tried to feed on his friends furry companion.

And like that the innocuous seeming ravine explodes into flurries of snow, the snarls of the bear, and the lashing flashes of ivory coils of the tatzlworm.

For a moment Glim stands indecisive, unsure as to whether draw his crossbow or try to hurl a bomb far enough away that its splash would only effect their foe.

Then he takes a steadying breath, collects his thoughts, and downs one of his formulae, knowing that he's wasting precious time, but will be able to contribute all the more for it in the long run.

Drinking Targeted Bomb Admixture formulae.

Scarlet red stains Horn's white fur, and the bear lets out a cry of pain as the Tatzlwyrm's fangs sinks into his flesh. Linge's sling does not make a sound as it falls on the snow, while the druidess draws her blade and takes a bold step forward to stand by the side of her cub. Though her guard is clumsy and the scimitar appears almost too heavy for her arm, it appers that she is trying to distract the creature from its prey, while shouting in Skald:

"let líða, Horn! let líða!"

Fellow Skald speakers within earshot:

Aid another (DC): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Unfortunately, she is panicking too much to be enough of a threat, and the blowing wind covers her voice.

Horn, for his part, looks very much like he'd rather be somewhere else and doesn't especially need instructions. He wiggles helplessly in the beast's grasp, attempting to free himself.

CMB (escape grapple, +1 Bless Bonus): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Dunno if he can attempt to attack while trying to free himself, since it's a standard action?

No, if he attempts to break free he cannot make an attack action as well.

the party quickly responds to the threat, surrounding the tatzlewyrm and trying to get it off of the bear cub. unfortunately most of their attempts do nothing to help. Luckily the bear is able to break free of the hold all by itself.

The wyrm hisses angrily, looking back and forth at the enemies surrounding it. it scurries up the rock wall to get some space, then bites Sigrun.
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
grapple: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 she takes 8 damage

Sigrun is hit, teeth sinking into her side. the creature whips it's tail around her, holding her in place. through the pain, though, Sigrun knows that could have been a lot worse.

bold may act:
Garran, Glim, Paldo, Sigrun, Honsul, Linge, Horn

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 10/10 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Glim HP: 8/8 - AC: 19/16/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 9/9 - AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: 9/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status:
Paldo HP: 7/7 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 2/10 - AC: 17/11/16 Status: grappled
Honsul HP: 10/10 - AC: 19/15/15 Status:

NPCS:
Tatzlwyrm HP: -5 | AC: 18? | Status:

"What, I'm more delicious than a bear, now?" Sigrun manages to keep something of a jocular tone despite nearly being bitten in half. Still, she knows that her situation is rather dangerous, so she tries to push the creature off of her and step out of the way.

escape grapple: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18
5ft step south if successful

Garran draws his sword, then tromps through the deep snow toward Sigrun. She might need some healing... Or perhaps the sinuous beast might open itself up for attack.

Glim pulls a bomb free, allowing it to slip into his palm, and then gives it a frantic shake, which sets the whole thing to buzzing, smoke immediately wafting out from between the seams. Eyeing where the tatzlworm is, he hurls the bomb up high so that it falls upon the beast.

Point Blank/Bless: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Despite being wounded, Sigrun has good odds to escape the creature's grasp. Linge raises her blade, cautious about not being the Taztlwyrm's next victim.

Total defense, AC bumped to 19

In her peripheral vision, she sees Horn hesitating about attacking the creature again, and bites her bottom lip. With the bear cub already wounded, she would like nothing more than to ask him to run away. Protect himself. But Horn can still fight, and Sigrun seems on the verge of passing out...

"Vit mega gera þat, boy! þú mega gera þat!"

Fellow Skald speakers within earshot:

With Linge's encouragements, Horn shakes his head, and his gaze falls on the monster, evaluating the danger. He waits until the Tatzlwyrm turns its head towards Sigrun before suddenly lurching forward, aiming for the creature's neck.

Attack (Bite), Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack (Claw 1), Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack (Claw 2), Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

This time, he manages to sink his teeth deep into the creature's flesh.

Mustering up courage, Paldo decides he will try to weaken the creature. With a half-hearted yell he charges the creature attempting to touch it and drain it of it's energy.

Casts Touch of Fatigue
Touch Attack, Bless: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Paldo swings wildly but does not connect with the creature.

Unless it has 0 dex of course...

Some housekeeping reminders to start with, before we get too lax about it. you are moving into an increasingly snowing area. the conditions listed byt he previous GM are still in effect and will likely continue to be in effect for quite some time (or get even worse!)
This means all snowy tiles are difficult terrain, which will limit speed, prevent 5' steps, and prevent charges. it also gives a -4 to ranged attack rolls and sight-based perception.

Sigrun is able to break out of the creatures grasp, but is unable to move away because of the slick snow under her feet.

Glim throws a bomb at the creature, but cannot get a good target on the creature, trying to hit a white beast in a white environment.
your attack roll was a 14. -4 for snow, -4 for targeting an engaged enemy.
scatter roll: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Oh, I just realized you threw a targeted bomb. that's good, otherwise that scatter would be doing splash damage to 3 allies... glad I caught that

Linge protects herself and encourages her animal companion.

Horn tromps through the snow, and bites at the beast. he is able to draw blood. but only one attack goes through due to moving through difficult terrain.

Paldo is unable to affect the creature with a spell.

the beast bites at Sigrun again but misses.
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

bold may act:
Garran, Glim, Paldo, Sigrun, Honsul, Linge, Horn

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 10/10 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Glim HP: 8/8 - AC: 19/16/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 9/9 - AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: 9/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status:
Paldo HP: 7/7 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 2/10 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:
Honsul HP: 10/10 - AC: 19/15/15 Status:

NPCS:
Tatzlwyrm HP: -10 | AC: 18? | Status:

Sorry, I'm a bit confused here. In the first round, Horn's second attack was counted as a hit, and on the second round, it was his first attack. So do I have to make a roll for all three attacks, and only the first one which hits counts, or do I have to roll only attack?

you can only make multiple natural attacks as part of a full attack (full round action), so you can only make one natural attack as a standard action if you moved. on the other hand, shouldn't both Horn and I have gotten an aoo when the wyrm moved?

Thanks Sigrun!

Paldo finds the speed and agility of this creature frightening. After giving some nasty wounds to it has turned it's attention to Sigurn and again Paldo attempts to weaken the creature.

Casts Touch of Fatigue
Touch Attack, Bless: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Garran crunches his way through the deep snow, then strikes at the tatzlwyrm with his cold iron blade.

Longsword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

In the first round the tatzlewyrm had already moved up, so the bear didn't need to move to attack with all 3 attacks. when he moves he only gets 1.

The wyrm got to move in a 5' step because it has a climb speed and went up along the rocky wall.

Oh! Well, that clears things up! Thanks!

Linge moves forward, attempting to distract the creature so Horn can (hopefully) finish it off.

Aid another (Bless): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

The bear cub lashes at the monster.

Attack (Bite, bless): 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Attack (Claw 1): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Attack (Claw 2): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Grimacing as the snow and winds send his bomb flying wide, Glim opts for another approach; no sense in hurling more precious attacks into the void.

Reaching into his center, he draws forth on the magical properties of his kind, and extends his hand toward the tatzlworm as he seeks to cloud its vision with the darkness of the deeps.

Casting blindness on the tatzlworm, DC 10 to resist!

Ah, I see. Oh well.

Sigrun, badly hurt, withdraws back behind Garran, her hand moving to the javelins on her back.

full round withdraw action

Glim tries to use his innate magical abilities to blind the creature
fort save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
unfortunately it doesn't seem to do anything.

Paldo casts a spell at the beast, but it is difficult to aim the beam between allies involved in the melee. Unless you have precise shot. I didn't see it on your sheet though

Garran is likewise unable to hit the mobile creature.

finally, the bear cub gets a few licks in, connecting with bot a bite and claw.

the wyrm screeches in anger as blood runs down its flank. it bites at the bear again.
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
grab: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

the bear is injured and wrapped up in the embrace of the miniature dragon.

bold may act:
Garran, Glim, Paldo, Sigrun, Honsul, Linge, Horn

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 10/10 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Glim HP: 8/8 - AC: 19/16/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 9/9 - AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: 3/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status: grappled
Paldo HP: 7/7 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 2/10 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:
Honsul HP: 10/10 - AC: 19/15/15 Status:

NPCS:
Tatzlwyrm HP: -16 | AC: 18 | Status: grappled

Oh it's a touch attack, I was crazy enough to move up there. :)
Oh I just noticed I can move my token, for some reason I didn't think I could do that before.

Garran tries to take advantage of the distraction that Linge is providing from the other side; slashing at the beast again.

longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

But he just can't land a blow.

The situation starts to look dire. Linge's heart is pounding in her ears as the poor Horn finds himself in a dangerous position once again.

"Garran, can you heal us? she asks, trying to help the bear cub to extricate himself from the beast's grasp.

Aid another (Bless): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Unfortunately, Horn's appears weakened by the blood loss, and has much more difficulty keeping the beast away.

Combat Maneuver (Escape Grabble): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16

Paldo again attempts to weaken the creature hoping it will help Horn release himself from the creatures grip.

Casts Touch of Fatigue
Touch Attack, Bless: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

@paldo, ok that makes sense. didn't realize it was a melee touch sicne the token hadn't moved. you should all be able to move tokens, if you can't let me know and I'll make sure permissions are set properly. or tell me where you want to move and I'll shift your token if you're on mobile and having trouble doing it yourself

so the creature was fatigued for one round, which means Horn took one less damage

Muttering to himself in vexation, cursing the flurries of snow that hide his opponent and the press of bodies that makes it nearly impossible to get a clear shot, Glim once again reaches into his pouch to draw forth a vial that he downs hastily.

Taking Dex Mutagen, +4 to Dex, -2 Wis

He immediately hunches over, his frail from shivering and shaking as he bulks up, his arms growing longer, his chest deeper, his brow and jaw more pronounced. When he looks up, it's with a snap of energy that hints at his newfound speed and power, though his eyes, milky as they might be, betray an animal gleam as if he's lost something of his own sentience to the potion.

I was able to move it thanks. for some reason I feel like it didn't work before. However it does now, so it's all good.

Sigrun can't find an opening to the creature now, and her wounds are only worsening, so she sits back and waits warily, hoping that the commotion hasn't attracted more hungry creatures.

oh well. total defense +4 ac

the group continues to try to fight the miniature dragon, but not one is able to land a blow this round.

the tatzlwyrm finds itself surrounded, but doggedly holds on to its prey
maintain grapple: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

it slashes at Horn with its small hind claws while holding on to the bear
rake: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
rake: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

the bear slumps as it loses more blood, but is still alive. the wyrm drops the body of the bear cub to better defend itself.

The party may act

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 10/10 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Glim HP: 8/8 - AC: 19/16/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 9/9 - AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: -1/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status: unconcsious
Paldo HP: 7/7 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 2/10 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:
Honsul HP: 10/10 - AC: 19/15/15 Status:

NPCS:
Tatzlwyrm HP: -16 | AC: 18 | Status:

"For Iomedae!" Garran shouts as he slashes at the tatzlwyrm.

Longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Wow!

Paldo watches in horror as the creature takes another bite out of Horn as the bear falls to the ground lifeless. Again he tries to weaken the creature.

Casts Touch of Fatigue
Touch Attack, bless: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

With a guttural cry, Glim hurls another bomb into the swirling snows!

Touch Attack Bomb Point Blank/Bless/Dex Mutagen - Snow - Close combat: 1d20 + 8 - 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 8 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Rolling an attack just in case it's still alive...

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Sigrun relaxes as the rest of the group seems to have the situation at hand. Still leaking blood from her wounds, she kneels down with one hand supporting herself on the rocky cliff face. So this was how real combat went - every moment a situation of life or death, not just beating up a training dummy or trading light blows with a sparring partner. She thinks to herself, I'll have to be more careful from now on. What a horrible story it would have been, to fall at the claws of the first beast we saw...

That would have been anticlimactic for sure!

Finally wearing down the beast's defenses Garran and Glim are able to land decisive blows and the wyrm falls to the snow. the party is banged up, but all are alive. the snow in the gully absorbs any sound, instantly making the area strangely quiet as soon as the conflict ends.

Combat over, what do you do now?

No sooner has the wyrm's lifeless corpse touched the ground that Linge rushes to Horn's side. Dropping to her knees, the young woman quickly attends to the bear's wounds, wiping the sweat from her brow and the tears from her eyes.

Heal (Provide first aid): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Fortunately, her past experience as a healer clearly shows. With a clean bandage, and a few precise gestures to regulate the blood flow thanks to pressure points, the bleeding stops. Horn does not open his eyes, but his breathing is regular.

Linge sighs in relief. Tenderly, she strokes Horn's head, in an attempt to dry the tears that have wet his white fur. She takes out a compress from her bag, dampens it wih water from her flask and beckons Sigrun:

"Come, Sigrun. Let's clean up that blood."

Paldo looked at the blood stained snow around his companions. He found himself wishing he could do more to help the wounded, but he lacked any skills to tend to them. Instead Paldo investigated the corpse of the terrifying yet majestic creature that attacked them. He finds it's Dragonlike features fascinating, but soon feels sorry for Horn when he gets a closer look at the numerous sharp teeth in it's mouth. Paldo looks about the woods waiting for his companions to heal up and be ready to move out again.

"Iomedae's healing can be indiscriminate." Garran explains. "Make sure that the baby dragon is full dead." The cleric takes his own advice, chopping at the tatzlwyrm's neck in an effort to sever the head from the body.

Coup de grace: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 111d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Once that grisley chore is completed. Full round action. Garran raises his holy symbol high. "Victory has it's cost, paid in blood. Iomedae, let your valor restore our strength, and close our wounds, that we may fight again."

This time the flicker of illumination from Iomedea's symbol is more golden in color. Less like the flashing of polished steel and more like the warm rays of a pleasant mid-morning sun. The wounds of the injured begin to knit at once, while the pain subsides.

Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 5

"That's a start." Garran raises his symbol once again; channeling the healing power of his goddess once more.

Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Horn's injuries close by themselves, leaving only a wound left by the wyrm's claws near his shoulder. After a few moments, he shivers, and suddenly raises his head, blinking as if waking up from a deep sleep. He looks at the party and the corpse of the creature with what can only be described as a confused look on his tiny face.

"Thank you, Garran. Do you need some rest? Glim? Paldo?"