This time Rooke is the only one who managed to successfully poke the demon. Most of the damage is absorbed by its thick skin, and some is regenerated as well. Both Dolgrin and Izumi's shot miss its tiny body.
The demon hisses at Rooke and flies towards the platform and flings the dagger at Dolgrin again.
It misses.
Furious beyond mortal comprehension, Rooke rockets up the stairs in hope of doing something kind of productive with his time.
"That's the last one."
Dolgrin, come closer... we're gonna throw holy water!
for
25 gold well spent, she raged at their inability to kill a 1 foot tall demon...
Izumi misses her throw, hitting the ceiling. Gladly, some sprinkled on it, making a hissing sound. In the meantime, Dolgrin's bolt hits it in the leg and it throws its dagger angrily at the dwarf again.
It hits.
"Sure, why not. It's not our money after all."Dolgrin mumbles sarcastically into his beard.
He moves in closer and draws a vial of holy water.
The little demon seems to be confused at Dart's words and pauses for a second.
She holds... not knowing what to do.
Likiewise. Hoping the gambit will pay off somehow.
The demon, recovering from the pain from Dolgrin's holy water, seems to be curious about Dart and flies lower towards him. It lands on the platform parapet and says something in that awful language it talked with the monsters sooner.
"The Mother is testing me? Is she sending my general yet?"
Izumi will walk back to Dart (and the demon) but not attack...
She still has her Oni slaying katana at the ready though...
Rooke wants to leap out and strangle the tiny demon but is afriad he might screw things up. Readied action to grapple/strangle.
Dolgrin runs toward the end of the room and picks up the two intact crossbow bolts.
A very very very small bird lands on the tiny demon's shoulder.
The tiny demon continues being tense, but non-aggressive. It asks something in the horrible tongue.
"Then why aren't you speaking in the Mother's tongue?"
It continues regenerating.
Lets leave... slowly. We need to rethink this.
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"Oh please, we're free to speak the common tongue of this plane. After all, would hate to have the prattling mortals not understand when we threaten them. Now, since you've passed the test, Lamashtu has orders for you. Would you like to hear them or not?" Dart says, feigning superiority and bored disinterest in the demon.
-Pretty sure it's no.nhes just making stuff up
Rooke attempts to run forward and grapple the imp.
The tiny demon is still pondering Dart's words when Rooke steps forward and quickly grabs it by the tail. It tries flying away but it's too weak.
Dolgrin had collected two of the bolts that missed. Now he reloaded and shot the demon in the back.
She also tries grappling but in line with incompetence shown so far just manages to fall over.
The little demon is surprised when Rooke grabs its tail. It starts cussing in every language and after getting shot by Dolgrin, tries desperately to escape the bartender's grasp.
It manages to break free and flies back up.
She waves her blade almost comically, and definitely ineffectually.
Rooke will try to recapture the imp.
"So, this is the very last one. Really..."
"like playing with a toy"
Screw it... this is silly. I'm leaving, she says walking out. We'll push some rubble in front of the entry again and come back another day. I'm going to let Shizuru take this from here.
She walks out trying not to look broken but it's clear she's died a little inside.
The group leaves and the tiny demon doesn't even follow. It just laughs between throwing insults.
Back in the surface, the people look worried at the group, but don't come talk to them. They whisper among themselves with concerned faces. Far to the west over the ocean, clouds gather.
Izumi seeks to take 2 days rest under a healers care. She's been weakened considerably and this has affected her physically, and taken a toll on her mentally as well.
Dolgrin on the other hand seems quite restless and a little bit annoyed. A dwarf does't give up so easily. His longer lifespan gives him a slightly different view at problems. While he seems eager and hasty on the outside, a dwarf's mind is very patient. And he'll never give up once he'd set his mind on something.
He spends his time waiting for his friends to recover and thinking about the fiend in the tunnels.
The caydenite's grumpiness was palpable in the Rusty Dragon. Too poor to even drown his sorrows, Rooke spent his available time helping out the tavern staff.
Early in the morning on the following day, Shalelu the half-elf arrives in town. She requests to see the party in the Rusty Dragon. Ameiko is in a slightly better mood and brings a plate of ham, two different types of cheese, toast, honey, eggs, butter and porridge to Shalelu's table.
The tavern floor is full and the air is hot. Clouds approach from the west and some are already over the town. Bethana seems a little anxious about the clouds as she keeps checking them from the window. Once the whole group has been seated at the table, Shalelu starts talking with her mouth full.
The half-elf comments "Remember when I talked about the different goblin tribes? Well, it seems they are amassing. One of the tribes, the Thistletop goblins, seem to have taken control. They are led by Ripnugget and it seems that somehow it managed to get the other tribes to fight under his banner. They're all getting there, Brinestump, Licktoad and Seven Tooth."
As she lets the words ring for a bit, she eats a whole fried egg in one bite and munches on a slice of toast.
She, then, continues a little more calmly "Well, I'm going east and try to cut off more goblins from going there, but I think you should go to Thistletop. The real threat is there. It's a rock not far north from here. But be careful, some say it's not a natural rock formation."
She continues eating calmly, as if waiting to see whether there will be questions.