Agnar lets Marcelline's enthusiasm draw him into the festivities. He does his best to keep up with her, but keeps his drinking moderate. He tips generously as well, especially when the performers can draw a laugh from the crowd.
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Agnar only uses spells when the CLW from the wands won't be sufficient, or when he knows we'll have a rest. Love the treasure split, thanks for doing that Marcy and Prazil.
Agnar moved a practice eye across the buildings, streets and citizens of Pitax, trying to discern, through their habits of decoration, demeanor, and upkeep whether this was a community joined by love, fear, or some other emotion.
I have company coming in today, and then I'm leaving Friday for the World Boardgaming Championships for 9 glorious days. I'll try to post, but I might be intermittent, especially on travel days.
"Let's not leave the cursed sword laying in these tunnels. It has caused too much trouble already. Let's bring it, carefully, to Pitax, and see if we can find a way to destroy it."
Agnar felt a mild disgust as the creature was cut open, but it soon turned to interest in the elaborate digestive system. "That's five, no, SIX gall bladders. Each one the size of an Taldan wine jug. Incredible. This thing could digest a whale's worth of blubber in an afternoon. But no wonder it's so ill-tempered."
Agnar helped gather all the wounded together and applied healing magic.
Moving forward slightly, Agnar sent a bolt of searing energy at the towering monstrosity.
Agnar sent Fang back down the tunnel with a quick command.
"Gozreh's swampy armpits! It's enormous!" Gathering his wits, he scanned his companions. He placed a finger on Prazil, and whispered a lilting prayer.
This isn't going to work Agnar thought to himself with a sigh.
"Now that their leader is dead, perhaps they'll be more open to negotiation. Let's go find out."
"Goodness! You are hurt. I was so busy being washed away in the muck that I missed that. Poor dear." Angar gave a long series of ministrations to Katerina.
He stepped back to get a look at this efforts. He noticed a few more places that still looked painfully bruised. He stepped forward again to fix those.
"I think something's wrong with this wand" Agnar said, looking at the thing and then shaking it.
After healing Prazil, Agnar tended to himself, and to Fang, prodding the wounds with the healing wand.
Agnar agreed as he hovered over Prazil, poking him gently on his many wounds. "No, we can not leave it. But nor can we wield it. A fine conundrum. Perhaps either Marcy or Kereek can use magic to stow it safely?"
"Well, that got out of hand quickly. We might need a bit more diplomacy once we get to Pitax. It will likely help to not have Prazil driven mad by a cursed sword. Anyway, gather around all of you. Let me see where you're hurts lie...under all this muck."
Agnar gathers himself and Skybolt as Fang also regains his feet. Agnar shoots an arrow at the boggard chief.
"Ha!" Agnar shouted in triumph as he dispelled the boggard's magic. Almost instantly his eyes went wide as a wall of water approached him.
"Gozreh's green ba.!" was all he managed to shout before he and Fang were washed backwards.
Oh, you cheeky little.. Agnar cursed to himself before barking harsh, magical tones and pointing twisted fingers at the rising water.
As Fang yipped in pain and his own beard smoldered, Agnar frowned angrily. He retaliated with his own gout of divine flame.
Prazil healing retcon: After removing the curse, Agnar applied some healing with his curing wands. He shook his head slowly, unable to stay angry with the kobold. That'll get you almost halfway back to full, Prazil.
Agnar raises a clutching hand towards the boggard in the back who appears to be in charge.
I was having some connection issues, too. Glad to know it isn't just me. It slowed me down this week, and it looks like I missed Mott by about 10-15 minutes with the remove curse. Alas. A wasted 20! :-)
Agnar approaches Prazil and pulls out a rolled sheet of bark, runs a finger along the pattern drawn upon it, and then reaches out and touches Prazil's forehead. "Prazil, put down the sword for just a moment." EDIT: forgot the crunch:
Use scroll of Remove Curse. Boom. If Prazil puts down the sword:
"You are free. Do not put it once more into your hands. Your path to power lies elsewhere. For now, let me wrap it up carefully and we'll continue on." Agnar does so. If Prazil doesn't put down the sword: "By Gozreh's green testicles! You maddening..." Agnar trails off and sighs. "We'll discuss this later, if you're lucky enough not to become thrall to this cursed blade in the meantime. Let's go."
I have a scroll of remove curse, but I'm unclear on the mechanics of how it works with an item. Do you cast, and then the creature knows to release the weapon? Or do you need to remove the item and then cast the spell? Does it even matter?
Angar responded calmly and carefully. "There is no where for them to run. We're in their warrens. This will only take a few moments." He reached out and placed a hand on Prazil's shoulder. "Everything is going to be fine."
Agnar eyed Prazil's demeanor as he further tried to calm the kobold. "There now, we'll get you all set to rights." He gave a sidelong grimace to Katerina and then set to reasoning out Prazil's condition. Possesion, perhaps? he mused.
Agnar shrugged at Kat, a concerned look on his face. "Prazil, wait! You're hurt and so is Marcy." He tried to stop the kobold, laying a healing hand on Marcy as he passed.
Agnar rapidly looses three point-blank arrows from skybolt at the boggard mauling Marcy.
Sorry for the slow posting. Been super busy. But I should be back now.
Agnar told Fang to "stay" and then moved into the room, drawing skybolt
Agnar walked up behind Marcy and drew a quick, complex pattern in the air behind her.
"Kereek, it sounds as if Prazil has found something to smite. Let's join them. Fang, heel." Agnar and his wolf slopped down the tunnel after the others.
Agnar gave a consoling pat to Kereek, hoping to calm him as well.
Agnar sighed at the needless carnage. He then placed a friendly hand on Marcy's shoulder, noting she was feeling a bit off.
Agnar ponders the different roles that thoughtful consideration and instinctive action play in his life. But only for a moment before he follows the enthusiastic Kereek into a random hole. "Heel, Fang. You've been very good and quiet on this trip, but now you need to go into this hole.
Angar took a long, searching look at how the mounds were placed, along with the northward facing skulls. He was trying to figure out which of the holes might be the most important, or the most direct to the leader of such a living community.
"Good idea, Kereek!" Agnar said, and peered into the water trying to track the eye.
Agnar fumbled in his belt pouch among some carefully rolled bark sheaves. "If we wished to continue our discussions with the boggards, I have something here that would allow us to go underwater for say...five hours or so? We'd be wet, but we could breathe."
Agnar eyed the beetle-like creature carefully, trying to identify it.
He tried a few magically enhanced words to communicate with it.
Agnar put a hand on Kereek's shoulder in a sign of unity and support. "Please", he added.
Agnar agreed and looked forward to the journey to the lake.
Agnar was excited to go. As he looked at Spike, he began to wonder about the beast's forage requirements. Hopefully along the way they'd meet some farmers looking to have some brush cleared. And needing manure for their fallow fields.
"On second thought, do we not now have the means to keep in touch while using separate paths to the tournament? Prazil and I could walk, using magic to stay in touch, or to return home immediately in case of trouble. The rest of you could join us just outside of Pitax, so that we could make a grand entrance." ooc: Hate to split the party, but I can use spells like refuge and sending [EDIT] and word of recall to prevent anything horrible happening. I don't want to have a major side-quest for two characters, but I think Agnar would really like to see the land and people.
Agnar enjoyed the thought of walking to the tournament, and having a chance to see the land and communities around Hartsland. But he understood Marcy's business responsibilities and Kereek's desire to fly. He smiled and shrugged his willingness to go along with the group.
Agnar raised an eyebrow at Irovetti's use of the title "Prince-Regent of the Sellen". "Yes, we should attend. It will give us a chance to take the measure of this king, and his kingdom."
Yes, please.
Thanks guys, I'm good. I love my scribe scroll feat and I'm happy to put my resources there. All that was left were the wands. I was thinking a wand of CMW, which is 4,500. But Prazil mentioned that CLW is cheaper per hit point at the same cost, giving 6 wands. Mott: are 6 wands of CLW available in the world?
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