Dawrbrün, Alethea, and Ant all are pricked by tiny arrows as you trudge through the snow. They almost wouldn't have noticed if not for the large spot of cold welling around the wound.
Dawrbrün begins a dwarvish war chant.
"Scatter!" Alethea shouts, plucking the tiny arrow from her arm and darting for the relative cover of a nearby tree.
Lyudmilla looks around wildly, deep in thought just moments ago. Uncertain where the danger was and where to run, Lyudmilla drops to the ground glancing at Broulnindre with concern, listing the recipe for the candied berries nervously.
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Barnaby happily pops the bountiful bonbons into his mouth as the group continues tracking the alcoholic farmer.
Farming most be lonely work.
At the sudden appearance of the crows and cold, both gnome and Ant go into freak mode!
The British are coming! Ant was it 1 by land 2 by sea?
Anticipation seems a bit preoccupied by the tiny prick (ha!) that suddenly pracked him!
Hekla can't discern what's going on, so she takes a Full Defense and trudged through the snow towards cover.
Another volley of arrows splinters pierces your flesh numbing your skin and muscles. The sprites try to remain hidden but its becoming trivially easy to triangulate their position.
Alethea brushes off another of the tiny arrows, and this time actually spots where at least some of the things are coming from.
"There!" she shouts, pointing her falcata at a group of trees to the south, and pushes her way through the snow after the little monster.
Hekla grunts confusedly at the splinter that draws a small drop of blood from her arm, but she immediately sees where it came from. She steps through the snow towards it, disturbing the deep drifts but somehow not leaving any actual footprints behind her as she does so. Within a few long strides she gets to the miniscule Fairy. Letting Dawrbrun's song drive her, she takes a swing at the creature.
Maintaining his chant, Dawrbrün trods toward the sprite Northwest of the party's location. He keeps his shield high as he approaches .
Broulnindre looks around before happily trudging through the snow after the archer that isn't about to get swatted with a sword.
"I think I figured out where they are..." Frank says as he trudges into a better position to shoot from.
Lyudmilla sees Frank prepping to engage and barely catches glimpses of pixies flitting about multiple treelines and tries calling out fantically in Sylvan to them.
Barnaby and Anticipation slowly trudge through the snow, following Alethea and Frank E. toward the piece of icicled-blue balled pixie, sprite, fey asshat! They take advantage of the snow-covered foliage.
These things seem like total a%*#++~s!
The gnome points it out to whomever can't find them.
Anticipation is seen following the Hunter like a beetle.
The sprites flit about out of harms way and laugh maniacally as you foot slog your way through the thick snow drifts.
And then from three directions a brilliant cascading display of color washes over Alethea, Broulnindre, and Hekla. The magic leaves the three reeling, dizzy, and insensate.
Because both our good gnome and handsome Ant need to continue to trudge through the snow, their player decided to be lazy.
Barnaby and Anticipation slowly trudge through the snow, following Alethea and Frank E. toward the piece of icicled-blue balled pixie, sprite, fey asshat! They take advantage of the snow-covered foliage.
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These things seem like total a%*+@&@s still!
The gnome points it out to whomever can't find them.
Anticipation is seen following the Hunter like a beetle.
Alethea promptly faceplants into the deep snow and lies there, unmoving.
Hekla barely manages to hold her wits about her against the overwhelming magical assault! She follows the dastardly creature that flung it at her, and tries once again to bring it down!
"A-!" Broulnindre explains as she collapses, unconscious, into the fluffy white snow.
"You'll pay for that!"
Gritting his teeth, Frank returns fire.
Dawrbrün continues to trudge onward towards the sprite, holding his shield in front of him to deflect any incoming arrows.
As her companions fall, Lyudmilla stands realizing she's now alone in the glade. Steeling herself, she moves towards the sprites now that they seem occupied.
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Hekla brutally punishes the winter fairy by chopping it in half. Frank fires his bolt grazing the side of another. The fairy squeaks, "Ooooowwwaaah! That hurts you big stinky giant." Meanwhile everyone else trudges in their own special way.
The hurt fairy retaliates against Frank, losing sight of a singing dwarf nearly there. Barnaby's fairy retorts as he's struck, "Shut your filthy mouth!"
Hekla yells back over her shoulder as she turns back towards the group, "They come apart pretty easy if you can hit them! I'll come he- Alethea!" Seeing that the other young woman has fallen face-first into the snow, Hekla starts trudging double-time.
"You guys started it!" Frank replies.
As the magical cold from the arrow numbs him, Frank decides to get help that isn't unconscious instead of trudging through more snow.
Frank's eidolon once again vanishes without a trace... except a Broulnindre shaped patch of crushed snow, and some other places she trudged through...
Dawrbrün swings his axe once he has closed with the distracted faerie.
Barnaby and Ant-icipation trudge through the snow toward the asshat fey. The Hunter cast Guidance on Ant, while pointing at the asshat fey to attack!
Ant attempts to bite the asshat fey and grab it out of the snow-covered foliage!
Dawrbrün cuts down a second fairy and its corpse flutters to the snow, alighting on top. Ant grasps the final fairy in its mandibles with a sharp clack, holding it firm.
The sprite easily wriggles free and attempts to flee straight up.
Anticipation reacts quickly to the asshat fey fleeing!
Lyudmilla seeing that victory nears, rushes towards the downed Alethea and the final fey.
Barnaby commands Ant to continue to attack the asshat fey, while the Hunter strides around into a Flank! They both seem to be dancing to Dawrbrün"s tunes!
They both attempt to murder the asshat fey!
Keep on dancing!
Barnaby's cold-iron machete strikes only snow-covered foliage, but Ant's bite finds the mark!
EDIT!
After dreaming a little dream, both Gnome and Ant just glare mean-liks at the high asshat in a tree fey!
Barnaby pulls out a brand new, tag still on it javelin!
Hekla double-trudges again.
"Hold on! I'm coming to help!"
Frank E summons a celestial eagle!
He then trudges closer.
The bird appears above and behind Frank. It trudges flies over to the fairy and tries to eat it.
Dawrbrün stows his axe in its belt loop, and scoops up the faerie'c corpse.
He stops the song, as it seems the danger has passed, and trudges back to the rest of the group.
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The sprite, unable to escape, draws her short sword and screams at the attacking bird, "Have at you!" The pair tumble through the sky, with the sprite making a good show, and even managing to gouge out the eagle's eye. But the onslaught of the talon and beak eventually tears the sprite apart. The eagle takes the opportunity to make a snack of sprite before it disappears.