Dwarf looks at how Giggett takes down her enemy and turns to see how this weird beast spits acid. He wonders if his university training could have explained this:
He never stops chanting knowing that energy once gathered is easier to maintain, but his movements change one hand is static and stretched towards the enemy while the other does round movements. Soon water begins to show and whirl around dwarf beginning to flow around his body. More and more water gather completely separating Dragh from his surrounding then he stretches his second hand towards the wolf.
All of the water flies towards the enemy...
Dragh knows that Giggett would not have finished off the wolf, had he not wounded it with the missiles.
The sudden appearance of water surprises the wolf, but it hunkers down, low, on all four... and manages to avoid the brunt of the blow, that passes over him.
He is, however, wet, and upset.
Dragh does not remember hearing about any kind of acid-spewing wolf.
Tamerius stopped casting since he realized the spell would not reach the wolf...
The big wolf starts biting Natsume.
The first attack misses, but then it bites low, and its teeth sink into Natsume's leg--
--and then the young warrior lady feels her skin blister and burn: acid is pouring out of the wolf's mouth, and onto her flesh!
The wolf grips Natsume's leg hard and-- yanks it right out from under her!
Natsume falls on her... butt!
She is prone in the grass.
Tamerius realizing that the wolf is too far away, he tries to patch Natsume's wounds.
But failed...
He then calls Hell's power to harm the creature.
May the depth of Hell burns you!
Giggett continues to run towards the party as fast as she can, which is quite fast taking her size into account. As soon as she gets into range, she once again calls the powers of nature to launch lighning on the wolf.
lightning damage, basic Reflex save DC 17.
"I'm here, I'm here, a bit late but here. I'll go to melee range, don't hesitate to go into flanking position."
Natsume blocks the bite, and buffers most of damage with her shield, that cracks a bit under the pressure.
Tamerius is distracted by all the acid, and is unable to patch Natsume wounds up.
Tamerius then gets his Harmful spell off, and is able to slightly hurt the wolf, that resists most of the attack.
Giggett arrives, mud flying under her feet as she charges across the damp trail, and then sends out an electric arc... that the wolf manages to partially avoid.
The wolf snarls, and it is starting to smell, its fur burning under the electric power, and its flesh singed by negative energy.
The wolf's fangs move away from the nasty acid wound on Natsume's leg.
Dragh--
Dragh shakes off his hands and the magic disappears immediately. He reaches out for his crossbow and loads it. He raises the weapon and takes aim at the wolf...
The bolt flies towards the beast.
"I'm in flanking position if you get on top of it!" chimes Natsume, who's practically halfway under the wolf.
Natsume quickly stumbles back to her feet (which are, admittedly, kind of puddly by now, given how much of the remaining acid seems in that area). She hopes to take advantage of her new friends' distracting blows and take a step to the side of the creature and into the foliage.
She doesn't have time for a full wind-up, but tries to make due with a quick swing!
Dragh's bolt hits the wolf, that squeals.
Natsume stands up, and strides into the trees--
--but misses with her flail, the blow glancing across the wolf's fur.
The wolf turns towards the flail-wielding woman, and tries to bite her-- its fangs grabbing her weapon arm, and ripping her arm apart, pulling at her muscles, and dumping acid all over the wound--
--and Natsume's knees buckle.
She goes down, her limp hands letting go of her flail and shield.
Natsume passes out on the damp grass...
The wolf moves closer to Tamerius, and bites at the cleric's thigh-- but misses.
The wolf is starting to show signs of being wounded.
Dwarf put the crossbow on the ground and loads it with a bolt. He raises the weapon again and aims carefully. He closes one eye concentrating on finishing off the wolf...
And the bolt strikes the beast at its belly.
Again Tamerius calls for Asmodeus power to heal Natsume’s wounds.
May the contract with Life not be ended before it expire
Now that the wold is next to him, Tamerius asks for Asmodeus to punish his enemy
See the power of HELL wolf!
Again, Dragh's crossbow bolt makes the wolf yelp in pain.
Tamerius heals Natsume’s wounds, who opens her eyes, and sees the wet and green leaves of the trees above her.
No, that is not the Boneyard, she is alive again.
Tamerius then tries to finally get Hell to punish the wolf... but, once again, the wolf seems to not fear Hell at all!
The wolf remains unscathed from this attack.
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Tamerius starts to think he should maybe side with this wolf.
Is it sent by Asmodeus?
It does not fear Hell, nor seems harmed by these forces.
Giggett takes a moment to think, letting Natsume act before her.
Giggett also wonders about joining Asmodeus, and this wolf... maybe sent by Hell?
Natsume blacks out for just a moment longer than blinking, and springs up into a sitting position as quickly as she found the floor in the first place.
”Boy do I love being alive!!” she cheers. She grabs her flail from the ground, stands, and gets her shield between herself and the beast.
Giggett's moment of hesitation lasts for a second, then she shakes her head and looks at the battlefield: Blood, acid, her companions fighting to death, all start to fuel rage inside her. She lets out a scream, trying to attract the wolf's attention, but she's too far away from it.
As the creature seems badly wounded, she opts for lightning damage, as they are hard to avoid. She once again channels electricity from her fingertips, and lash out everything in the wolf's direction.
As Natsume stands and readies herself for battle--
--Giggett screams at the wolf.
Well, her intimidating call is stronger than the initial howling of the wolf, for sure, but it only serves to have the wolf glance at her... looking curious, and not demoralized at all.
The electric arc lashes out, and the wolf jumps up in the air, avoiding some of the damage, but the spell still badly hurts it, burning its stomach.
The smell of burnt fur stinks...
The wolf glances away from Giggett, facing Tamerius, probably smart enough to know it must take down the one that has been invoking Hellfire and healing its enemies.
It jumps up and snaps at the cleric's face, catching Tamerius by the throat--
--Tamerius feels his throat being ripped open, and, as he passes out he gets a last smell of acid burning away and making his skin bubble.
The cleric goes down, dropping what he has in hand...
The smell of burnt skin mixes with that of burnt fur.
The wolf turns towards Natsume, and tries to bite her arm-- in vain.
Then tries to go for her leg again-- also in vain.
Seeing the teeth make contact with Tamerius's vulnerable throat, Natsume lets out an angry yell.
"Stupid wolf! Get dead already!"
Her flail whips around once, missing entirely, but Natsume uses its momentum to whip her arm around and--
Bonk!
She raises her shield once more, hoping that she's gotten its attention... and that it's not going to overpower her again.
The wolf's eyes pop open with surprise, as it seems to somehow understand Natsume's words-- and then obeys the woman, by getting dead already.
The fact that her backswing cracked the wolf's skull open might have something to do with it.
Natsume's second blow felled the beast, and the wolf flops to the ground, its emerald eyes closing, dark to the world now...
As the wolf dies, something seems to connect with the other wolves attacking the caravan, for you hear them all howl in sadness and pain...
”Hope that thing’s housebroken or Pharasma will be mad at me later,” chuckles Natsume before her laughter gives way to an anxious sigh. ”Let’s check on the front—if anyone knows first aid, though, help this guy!”
With that, she uses her third action instead to move frontward.
Natsume moves forward.
Giggett runs to Tamerius and... starts looking for his healer's tools. So, she opens his bag and searches into the neat and properly organized backpack like a tornado.
"Got it!"
She proudly exhibits a medkit.
"Someone knows how to use that?"
You hear the wolves up ahead in the caravan retreating back into the woods...
Dragh jumps off wagon and walks towards Tamerius.
"Unfortunately I don't have any skills in administering first aid. Maybe one of the caravan members do?"
As Natsume is leaving, Giggett and Dragh come up to Tamerius, Giggett pulling out a nice healer's kit.
Tamerius is still motionless on the ground, but, at least, he does not seem to be bleeding, although he has not opened his eyes.
Giggett unwraps her shield to get both hands free and puts the medkit on the muddy and acidic floor, opens it and takes bandages and alcohol out of it. She then tries to heal Tamirius' wounds to the best of her abilities, which are far from good.
Unfortunately, she doesn't help much.
Dragh walks towards the other members of the caravan to see if there are ones skilled in medicine. Dwarf keeps the crossbow ready if more enemies come to threaten them.
As Giggett tries to put her fingers in Tamerius holes, well: wounds... she realizes that he is breathing slowly but regularly, and still not bleeding.
He seems to have stabilized all by himself - thank you very much! - it seems Asmodeus still has plans for the lawyer to be.
Thus time is no longer an immediate problem.
As Dragh moves up the caravan, he sees that the others killed several wolves, and are not badly hurt themselves.
The dwarf only sees mangy wolves among the dead.
Bort calls out to him, a big smile on his face: "Ah! Good... I hope your companions are safe too? You got rid of this little flea-ridden wolves? Poor things, must be famished to foolishly attack us. I feel nearly sorry for them. Like the time I was in Magnimar and met Ashava's favorite wolf, it..."
Tamli cuts him off: "Anyone got bit? Need some stitches?"
She has a healer's kit in hand.
Bort nods: "Good move, Tamli.
We should also inspect the caravan."
They look at Dragh--
Giggett has a big smile:
"He's saved!"
She doesn't make any comment about how he got saved.
against your Perception DC.
She then makes an all around look before falling on her knees:
"That was awesome!!!"
Tamerius does not disbelieve Giggett...
After a moment to let her emotions calm a little, Giggett goes back on her feet and next to the big wolf. She turns around it, and then looks at Natsume:
"We should try to see what happened to this wolf. I have a bad feeling. Wolves don't attack caravans, wolves don't spit acid, wolves don't put down two seasoned fighters in a few seconds. Could you give me a hand?"
Giggett starts examining the big wolf, looking for any clue.
"Help me turn it, I want to look at its both sides. But with caution, I think Tamerius will examine his internal organs, in case there's anything there."
Natsume casts a sidelong look at Tamerius; his breathing isn't entirely steady, but it's still coming, so...
"It's not my first wolf attack-- they do attack caravans, but... well, usually they have to be hungry," she muses, moving to grab two of its legs-- making sure she's wearing her thick hide gloves first-- and pull it to the other side.
"And they're never this acid-y!"
Bort remains with Dragh, to hear what his fellow dwarf has to say.
Giggett and Natsume examine the big wolf.
It seems to you like a normal, healthy, wolf... that has undergone some kind of transformation.
Natsume even spots some places where it seems as though it has been operated on, around its stomach and throat.
Well done, and well healed...
Meanwhile, Tamli moves down the caravan, with her healing kit.
Seeing Tamerius, she tries to help him, but is not sure what to do: "All this acid... Maybe we should move him into one of the caravans?"
Tamli then takes care of Natsume, who is quite amazed how good Tamli is with her healing. Natsume is totally healed, and her wounded condition is gone.
She feels fine.
if Giggett lets her, Tamli takes care of here light wound, and heals it up.
During the half hour this takes, the three teamsters inspect the caravan to make sure everyone and everything is okay.
Ulf and Olf sustained injuries: "I am hurt!"
- "Me too... I cannot walk."
- "We need days off!"
But Tamli offers to use a lancet to puncture and drain their wounds.
And the twins stop playing up their hurt: everyone seems to be alive and well.
However, when the wolves charged in, they spooked the horses pulling the wagons.
While Glunda kept them from bolting during the attack, the rear wagon where you were was
pulled several feet off the trail into the muck.
You did not even notice this during the fight!
Ulf and Olf look at one another: "It will be nearly impossible to move."
Ulf rubs his hands, and hands a ring to Olf, who puts it on his finger, while Ulf tries to push the wagon... in vain.
"Yes, nearly impossible!"
Cooky looks at you: "Give us a hand, here..."
Dragh looks at Bort having hard time to joke at the moment. He didn't take part in many such situations or maybe he has a different way of handling stressful situations:
"I am glad that no one here got hurt badly."
Turning to Tamli, as she comes, wizard answers:
"We fended off 3 wolfs and some wolf-like beast that was spitting acid and Tamerius got the worst of it. If you could offer your skills to threat his wounds I would repay you in a pint of beer."
Says Dragh looking nervously around. His hands are shaking a bit as the thrill is leaving.
Natsume's brow furrows as she looks over the wolf's suture marks. "That's weird. That's really weird. That is so weird..." she mumbles, pointing them out to Giggett.
"We'll definitely want the doc to take a look at this."
When Tamli appears and shakes her head over Tamerius, she holds out her leg for some treatment. She bends her knee a few times and then shakes it out. "Awesome! I could fight another wolf or two... as long as they're not like this one."
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Once it's time to help with the wagon, Natsume rolls her arms, grinning broadly. "Happy to help!" She clamps her hands under and begins to strain.
"Come on, guys! It's just one wagon! ...And if we can't move it, we can empty it and try again!"
Giggett obviously allows Tamli to heal her, despite her high level of excitment. In fact, the 10 minutes it takes her to perform her duty allows Giggett to think and go back to a more normal level of emotions.
"Someone modified this wolf... The situation's more critical than I thought. Tamli, you already went to Etran's Folly, how big's the town? Are there soldiers or men at arms to properly protect it or is it quite defenseless against a dangerous opponent?"
She then turns to Natsume:
"Natsume, are you stealthy? I think it'd be a good thing to make a quick scouting around the caravan and up to Etran's Folly before allowing the caravan to move on. I don't want us to go right in the wolf's mouth (french expression to say you get right into an ambush or to the most dangerous place). And I'd prefer not to be alone."
When Cooky calls for help, Giggett comes but doesn't get too much into the task...
Natsume nods. ”That all makes sense to me—and I can lie low when I need to. Let’s see what Boss Borty thinks!”
Tamli raises an eyebrow, looking at Dragh as he talks about a wolf-like beast that was spitting acid, before moving off with her healer's kit to help the wounded.
"Don't need a pint of beer to heal my wards... but, well, we can share a pint after this, indeed."
Bort also thinks about the acid spewing wolf: "Have to look at that, seems interesting. Maybe a nice story there. But I sure hope Tamerius makes it...", he says, worried.
And will follow along, if Dragh is okay to go check on his comrades.
Tamli smiles, just for a little bit, when Natsume talks about being ready to fight some more.
|That's the spirit! I am starting to not being against you guarding the caravan... for some time."
When all have arrived, Bort and Tamli also inspect the big wolf with you.
They look it over, and Bort glances at Tamli, who nods back at him.
Bort steps back: "Yes, it is quite odd. There have been some kind of grafts made to the wolf, and a little magic too... 'tis not a natural occurrence. Someone made it into this acid-spitting animal."
Tamli adds: "I know the wars have depleted the game in the area, but it still odd they attacked the caravan. I mean, the wolves would normally all gang up on the weakest one, a straggler...", and she glances at Giggett.
Answering Giggett's query about Etran's Folly, Olf and Ulf shrug, mumbling that "the accommodations in Plaguestone are hardly better than the ground outside, and the smell is even worse, so I doubt they have any soldiers, stinking or not."
Glunda glances at them, saying: "Etran’s Folly!"
Bort waves them to be quiet: "Sheriff Rolth Garley will take care of this. He is the local representative of law enforcement!"
Tamli snorts: "He is also the only member of the law there. They don't even have a militia left."
Cooky shakes his head: "He is also incompetent. He is the mayor’s nephew and I doubt he does anything other than settle disputes over livestock and break up the occasional drunken brawl."
Bort smiles and speaks up: "Now, now! Those are customers there, and fine folk, and we shall respect them. And the sheriff will deal with this!
Oh, yes, I said you'll sleep in a bed, the best they have"-- he looks at the twins --"AND... and I will buy all of you, team and passengers, a fine dinner, the finest dinner in town, along with all you can drink. That is my reward for fighting off this attack!"
The twins smile.
"And I promise to regale you with tales of my adventures"-- the twins frown.
Tamli looks at Giggett, when she offers to scout ahead with Natsume.
"We're a half an hour out... but, well... it's not a bad idea."
She pulls a bone whistle out, and hands it to Giggett: "If you do this, and aren't just talking, this'll warn us in case of a problem. After all, we need you to pay for your travels."
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Later, when the teamsters and all are pushing the wagon, Tamli smiles again at Natusme, when she sees her helping push the wagon out of the mud.
But she shakes her head and sighs upon seeing Giggett slip in the mud... and not really be able to push.
Dragh listens to Tamli and Bort. After there is a bit more clearance around the acid-spitting wolf and he kneels behind it.
Dragh closes his eyes and speaks something softly extending his hands towards the wolf.
His hands begin to glow with a faint blue light as he moves them above the wolf...
But she shakes her head and sighs upon seeing Giggett slip in the mud... and not really be able to push.
Giggett frowns when catching Tamli's expression and whispers to Natsume:
"What does she think? That I'm a horse? Not that I would dislike, it must be funny... especially for the most impressive part of their anatomy."
Giggett laughs.
"She pulls a bone whistle out, and hands it to Giggett: "If you do this, and aren't just talking, this'll warn us in case of a problem. After all, we need you to pay for your travels."
Giggett gets her whistle from her bandolier and shows it to Tamli.
"Keep yours to call us if anything happens here. I'll make one long whistling to tell you everything's fine, and 3 short ones for you to get the hell out of here. Try to put the wagons in a defensive position while we're out. And if you don't get any news from us after 2 hours, go back to the previous village and tell them that something's happening at Etran's Folly."
She then gets next to Natsume:
"Ready lady? Up for a trip in the woods?"
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Tamli looks at Natsume: "Don't you get drunk too, and sleep under the table, huh? So that we do know that if there's no news for 2 hours it's a real problem, not too much gnome liquor."
It is late afternoon, and the sun is down, so it is getting dark.
But night is another hour or so away.
Dragh detects some very faint magic.
More within the acid than in anything done to the wolf.
Natsume nods. "We'll be back before long," she says.
She looks over her shield; the damage is slight, and she hopes that it will remain slight enough, no matter what they run into.
"Let's get moving-- I don't want to have to use a torch if I don't have to," she says.
Her flail has by this point found its way back to its sheath, and she instead holds a sling, a bullet loaded and ready.