Vothe also prepares to attack the creature if it lands.
Vothe moves into melee and swings his blade at it.
Sharee uses her bow to fling another arrow at the enemy!
Longbow: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 2 = 22 Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Sharee, Ordrud and Marcus ALL land good shots into the creature, which leans and takes an awkward step to the side, screaming in pain.
Augar stands his ground and Vothe runs in to try to fight it in hand to hand but to no effect.
You now hear a roar behind you... looking over your shoulders you see another incoming creature. A flying ambush if you will.
The manticore on the ground roars and goes all out on Vothe!
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Vothe smashes his celestially-bestowed blade into the creature again, hoping to end it.
Ordrud throws his hand ballista over his shoulder and charges the creature. as he reaches the creature, his greataxe flies into his hands in his downswing.
Seeing it down the dwarf will huff and puff his way over to strike the creature with a breathy battle cry."NYR DOCH"
Sharee spins on her heel, nocking the arrow as she does so. By the time she completes her turn, the bowstring is pulled taut and she releases the arrow at the incoming creature.
Marcus peaks over his shoulder to see where the roar is coming from "Another one?" he says as he turns his attention back to the one engaged with Vothe. He cringes slightly as all 3 of his companions close with the creature and strike it down. "Just in time," he thinks to himself as he turns back to the new target. "Let's take care of this one just like we did the first," he says as he also sends an arrow off to greet it.
"Kill it with fire!" says Vothe mid-swing. He then looks around and quips "What do you mean we don't have any fire!"
Vothe and Ordrud just tear into their foe in a bloody display of extreme violence at its best! Augar then comes in low, smashing one its paw with a crack of bones! It may be close to death but it fights on, maddened by pain.
Sharee turns and throws an arrow into the incoming beast, that screeches as it takes the arrow in the shoulder... another meaty "Thunk" can be heard as Marcus also adds his arrow to its hide.
The first one tries to tear into Augar!
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The other of the pair comes into land near the Elf and limps in to attack.
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Vothe continued his assault on the nearby creature, hoping it would be dead shortly.
Vothe stabs deep into its chest, finding heart and lungs with his blade... gurgling it tries to keep fighting but can't, and collapses struggling to breathe.
Ordrud backswings giving the head of his greataxe a hungry life of its own. But, misses the flesh of the creature.
So, the half-orc viking forces destiny and quickly reverses the swing from the high guard position.
Not wanting to get within range of the creature's attacks, Marcus keeps hos distance and sends another arrow at it, trying to find a weak spot.
vs. Deception. I get sneak attack if successful
Sharee drops her longbow and draws her twin short swords, slashing at the manticore. "You'll find that this tiger has claws!"
The first creature is dead... the second is buffetted by a barrage of attacks.
It backs up roaring then takes to the skies...
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Encouraged that the creature is badly injured and trying to escape, Marcus fires his bow again, hoping to put it down. "Don't let it escape. It might bring back more friends," he calls out to his companions.
To fight the horde, and sing and cry!
Ordrud half-heartedly throws his greataxe at the chimera and holds his right hand. By the time his bonded hand ballista flies to his grasp, his other hand has the bolt ready to load. After loading, he turns his sights on the flying creature, but the quarrel thunks into the dead one instead.
Now that one of them was down, Vothe turned just in time to see it take back to the air. weighing his options, he decided to make sure the one next to him wouldn't be getting back up....and if he could use it's body for cover, so much the better.
Sharee sheathes her swords and picks up her bow again.
The creature screeching and flying erratically flies in the direction you are travelling and off to the west a bit. You are left with impression it would not be able to fly far...
"It seems quite injured. We should follow it. Maybe it will lead us to its lair, or nest, or wherever it lives. If it has any treasure it collected from its victims, I imagine it would be there. I could use some healing from those spikes it shot at me as we go though, just in case we come across more of them," Marcus says as he watches the creature fly away. He notes some landmarks in the direction it's travelling.
Ordrud dashes after the wounded creature. He slings his hand ballista on his back to not break it.
Sharee shrugs and follows Ordrud.
"Yes, let's go running after it." says Vothe as he moves to keep up with Ordrud, dismissing his sword as he goes.
Tracking it wouldn't be too hard, especially as its bleeding.
Tracking it back to its cave isn't hard... but climbing to it isn't easy.
You make the climb and kill the wounded manticore.
What you find is worth it... there are many corpses or part corpses and so there is some salvage to be recovered.
A set of saddle bags have some expensive looking leather bound books, as well as valuable looking writing kit. The saddle that lies nearby needs some repair but is finely tooled... worth something in its own right.
Another corpse still has a coin purse that bears 50 gold pieces in assorted demominations.
A third corpse, mainly a torso, shoulder and arm gives you a silver armband and 3 jewelled rings.
Finally, in the back of the cave is s stout spear of incredible workmanship, it's gold inlaid head engraved with several runes.
After finishing off the creature, Marcus looks around the cave with the others. "Seems this one had been terrorizing travelers for some time. Volthe, you know what these books are? Augar, what about this equipment? I don't think I've ever seen such a fancy spear. Even this armband and rings look valuable. Is any of it magical?" he says as he tries to determine the value of some of the items.
The books are in common and is a History of the Northern kingdoms, and the other a book of poetry.
Could be worth maybe 50gp combined. The saddle is fancy... maybe 25gp.
The armband is heavy and of fine silver work. Possibly 50gp.
The rings are all of gold and semi precious stones. Two of them are worth 20-30 gold each... except one that stands out. It's worth much more... and looks like it has arcane sigils worked into its design.
"Would that I could answer if anything is magical, but alas I was not trained in how to ritually cast magic."
Vothe thinks for a moment, then adds "We can probably figure out what they do if we spend a bit of time studying them."
Spear is +1... and can cast Divine Favor once per day as per a level 1 spell without concentration.
Ring is a ring of protection from undead. +1 AC vs undead melee attacks, Resistance to necrotic damage.
Augar decides that with the upcoming war his place is back at Rockholme. He apologises and wishes you the best. You all rest the day (long rest) and part ways in the morning. He goes one way and you another.
Not far down the path a solitary figure waits at the side of the road...
Vothe approaches the figure and says "Aren't you a little short for a pirate?"
Looking the speaker up and down she gives a rather seductive smile.
"Not a pirate, but I'm a' willing to take the Whale Road as the next shieldmaiden!", she giggles as she stands and gives a very short bow.
"Greetings to you all and well met. I am Katla, but you can just call me Kat. I was lead here by a dream from the gods and told to join this fine group of adventurers, for you would need my help!"
As she speaks she twirls a small talisman on a leather thong around her wrist.
"Well, Katla, besides talking to the gods, can you handle yourself in a fight? We're not really interested in leading someone into a fight that will lead to their death."
Marcus wishes Augur good luck and hopes that they can adventure together again in the future when they part ways.
When he sees the figure on the road, he eyes her suspiciously as they approach.
"Greetings Katla, I'm Marcus. It seems the gods were correct as we had to part ways with our companion who was able to call upon the gods to help heal our wounds. I will warn you though, our mission is dangerous and our enemies are powerful," he says, trying to make the group sound more important than they are.
Kat saunters over to Marcus and smiles.
"My god usually values the use of brain over brawn, but when push comes to shove...well he is someone you would like in your corner!"
She finishes spinning the talisman around and lets it dangle from her wrist. The gold sheen catches your eye, as well as the odd form of the trinket. It resembles that of two snakes, circling one another to form an 'S' shape, and biting the tail of the other. You can also see under her woollen tunic she wears a shirt of chainmail. At her waist is a sheathed dagger and she carries a stout oak staff in her hands.