Naevys you nearly blow this creature apart as there is massive hole in its chest. It still standing. Vomer you move and get ready to drop some fire on it.
Brie you are up.
Brie you zip across the battle to try to finish off this vile critten. You slash and cut the creature arm. It barely holding itself together but attempts to jump through the tree. AOO Brie and Magas
Magas how do you finish this guy off?
The large insect suddenly grasps the fiendish gnome while it’s retreating and sucks it’s blood!!
Life is draining from its veins until the creature’s lifeless form sinks to the ground.
As the creature body drains until it just a withered husk of wood.
Combat over.
There is a unicorn that lies hobbled and unconscious on the ground. The dryad now soaked in water also tied up on the ground. She speaks slowly as she has felt the most excruciating and sobs. “My sisters. They died. They killed them.” She begins to give these brown tears that look like tree sap.
The dryad wipes her tears. “Spriggans attacked this grove of dryads to interrogate them about the rest of the forest. They seemed like they didn’t know where they were. A majority of them left and the remaining ones began torturing my sister and making threats against their trees. They chopped down several trees for a massive bonfire. They also captured Palombier the unicorn when he tried to save us.
The dryad wipes away her tears as she understood the sylvan spoken and Jang your empathic abilities impart the dire need for help. “The Druid Devarre his cottage is about a day’s journey from where you are now. Keep heading east and you arrive at a clearing. I’m indebted to you all for rescuing both of us. Please take what was gifted to us from our paramours.”
She gestures to a large rock and under it is include 66 pp, 229 gp, 461 sp, two diamonds worth 250 gp each, a sapphire ring worth 500 gp, a pair of ruby earrings worth 250 gp, a carved ivory statuette of a rampant stag worth 135 gp, and a small pouch containing dust of dryness.
She waved her hand as magic flower appears in Jang hand. Vomer you don’t have to roll as this is a magical flower that can produce dust of appearance three times before its power is spent. “Use this when you reach the fey-mound in the hills where the Druid home is located and it will briefly allow you to see past the glamer and reach him. If any of you need healing of any form. I can assist you.”
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"They didn't know where they were?" brie latches on that piece of information.
"So they're not native to this part of the woods or were just summoned here for far more malicious purposes." She looks at the unicorn and dryad.
"Would you both be fine? We must make haste to find this druid. I have a feeling that he too might be in need of aid."
The dryad goes over and strokes the unicorns back. She casting healing magic bring him to consciousness. “We will be fine. I would not suggest traveling a night as these creatures like to ambush you. Once given a nights rest, we will travel to Palombier’s people to gather a blessing of unicorns to aid you in defeating these vile creatures. You should get to the Devare first as he has knowledge of forest long history and will help defeat this invasion of our land.”
The unicorn stands up. “Where are these barbaric gnomes? I will impale their wooden bodies and stomp their twig arms into dust!” The unicorn looks around seeing the battle is already won. His face drops down into sigh knowing he failed to protect the dryads.
Vomer you would know Unicorns are fierce, intelligent creatures of the forest, noble beasts who keep their own counsel and typically appear only to defend their homes against evil. They universally shun all creatures except for good-aligned fey, good-aligned humanoid women, and the woodlands’ native animals, though they may fight alongside other good creatures against common enemies.
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Jang sees unicorn but doesn’t recognize it.
He just bows a bit and talks to the white creature.
“We understand your pain. We are here for you but also the mortals that inhabit the settlements farther away. Do us a favor and protect this area and hopefully we can jointly fight this evil that is bringing death to our homes!! I am really deeply saddened by your losses!!“ Jang says and again a tear flows down his cheek.
The unicorns snorts having a mix of emotions. “This will not go unpunished to whoever has released this plague but to the mortals that live near the forest. They will have the protection this land can muster. I only hope it will be enough.”
The group beds down for the night. You organize watches but nothing disturbs your sleep. The morning comes and you set off on your journey. The dryad and unicorns had off to rally allies. Survival check for your travel through the thick woods.
Well the dc was 15 so thanks to Vomer aid Felix you are able to navigate as the terrain becomes more difficult.
The morning comes and goes as the group ventures towards their destination. Massive footsteps shake the forest floor, and then a loud thud rattles the nearby trees. One of them suddenly crashes to the ground in a cloud of dust and debris. With a groan, it rolls over and starts to right itself. Two large, bleary eyes blink open. “More visssh... vish-uh... visitors ta the forest?” it slurs in a deeply drunken, booming voice. Then, its eyes narrow in anger. “Why, I’ll drive yuh right inta the earth for what yuh done!” It stands upright and takes an errant, off-balance swing with a giant, gnarled fist, shattering a nearby treetop in a spray of bark and twigs. “Yuh won’t be foolin’ me again! Now stand still!”
Anyone who wishes give me a sense motives
Felix you can immediately tell this tree is drunk. Likes it’s 3am leaving the bar it’s closing time black out drunk.
Vomer you recognize this as a trenant. Treants are guardians of the forest and speakers for the trees. As long-lived as the forests themselves, and seeing themselves as parents and shepherds rather than gardeners, treants are slow and methodical in most things but terrifying when forced to fight in defense of their flock. Though they rarely seek out the companionship of the short-lived races, and have an inherent distrust of change, they have been known to tolerate those who seek to learn from their long, rambling monologues, especially if the pupils express a desire to help protect the wildlands. Yet against those who would threaten the forest, especially loggers who seek to harvest wood for lumber or those who try to clearcut a section of forest in order to build a fort or establish a town, the treants’ wrath is swift and devastating. They are particularly gifted at tearing down what others build—a trait that serves angry treants well.
Vomer you not this thing is made of wood. So definitely vulnerable to fire. You would also know these are usually neutral good creatures. You would know these creatures can get drunk it just takes a lot of alcohol.
Jang you can tell this creature is not in its right mind and is extremely drunk.
Vomer your persuasive words may work for a sober person but not a drunk tree. [1d100]
Wow you guys got lucky.
The tree falls over with the attempted swing and falls flat on his back with a thundering boom. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean ta hurt anybody. What? I... who... who’re you again? Cleansing rain, where am I?”
Anyone who want to roll me a heal check if you would?
Dc was 20
You realize there is an easy to way to sober this tree up very quickly. Pour water in on him.
”Who says I’m drunk?! I just enjoy the fruits o’ nature ever’ now and then. That’s all! Who says any different? Have those grigs been talkin’ ’bout me again?”
Felix you drop 2 gallons of water on the tree and he drinks all of it. His roots that were dried out begin to expand as the water works it way through his system. You guys got super lucky.
The tree lays on the ground. “They died…..Tinderroot…… Sapstem……so many fires.” You watch as memories this tree has tried to forget has returned
“That King Harral will pay for burning my kin. His war will end one of these days. And that other king Gardrick for using my brothers for wooden siege machines. You see like nice folk would you mind killing these murderous dwarves?” Knowledge history.
I would also allow nobility.
Felix you realize this tree is referring to the Five Kings War that happened about twelves hundred years ago. Those dwarvish kings are long since dead. This tree seems to be reflecting on bad memories that might explain the drinking