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Having decided he didn't appreciate the quarrygeist's proximity to him, he steps back and casts a spell, seeking to trap the quarrygeist's shadow to its location.
Arcavic frowns at the quarrygeist as it appears next to him. "Pardon, but I don't particularly appreciate your proximity to me."
Arcavic pulls out his wand of magic missile and looses a blast at the remaining quarrygeist.
Arcavic, annoyed at finding them spread out, casts a spell to heighten everyone's reactions and allow them to move quicker.
Arcavic looks at where Valasca is pointing, then looks at the two miners. "Valasca, our cleric, has noticed that this ceiling appears to be rigged to collapse. Do either of you know how we could brace or disarm it?"
That's fair. If you aren't having fun, then it's definitely a good idea to back away. Thank you for telling us and not just disappearing.
Arcavic frowns as the creature resists his attempt to pull its fears from its mind. Taking a different approach, he casts a reliable spell and sends glittery motes of light at the creature.
Korvak enters Dragon Style and flurries at the creature. He will also spend a Ki point for another attack.
Arcavic coughs as the gasses spray over him, though he is able to avoid the worst of it. "What in the Darklands is that thing?" he asks, coughing.
"Okay, let's see how strong your mind is." Arcavic weaves his own magic, trying to make the flying creature see something...something it fears more than anything. Everyone else sees only a vague shape of something.
"Agreed. Valasca, we will likely need your air walk spell for this one."
Arcavic nods. ”We were told about the collapse. Are there any other survivors down here who may be trapped? Any of the Ironfang left alive?”
Arcavic gives them food and his waterskin as Valasca heals the two men. If they show hesitation, he will show them it isn't poisoned by eating and drinking some himself. Once they have their strength back a bit, he again asks, "Are you from the village, Radya's Hollow?"
Arcavic looks at the human and dwarf, then says, "Greetings. Despite our appearances, we are not here to cause you harm or pain. Are either of you from Radya's Hollow? Would you like some food or water?"
As the party leaps form a cliff, Arcavic activates an ability of his Drow lineage, catching them and causing them to fall to the floor as soft as a feather. Once they safely land on the ground, he confidently strides forward, then activates another of his in-born abilities and lifts Arzool up the 40 feet the the other side of the chasm. He then does the same to himself.
"On the count of three then. One, two, three!" Arcavic leaps off with the others. Once they have done so, he immediately activates his ability to slow their fall.
Arcavic shrugs. "I don't have any rope, sorry. I also fail to see how Arzool is going to climb the rope."
"I'm not too concerned with the expenditure of my abilities - I'm a rather poor climber, and these likely won't be of much use in a fight."
"That is likely the best solution, although an alternate is that we all jump off the cliff at the same time. I'll slow our fall to the ground below. We walk across the base of the chasm, then Lillie and Korvak climb up while I levitate myself and Arzool. You would either climb or airwalk, whichever you preferred."
Arcavic grimaces at the sight of dead humans. That's two villagers we can't save... he thinks to himself. The dead hobgoblin, however, suggested that the Ironfang weren't responsible for this rockfall, however. Arcavic turns his attention to the stone blocks, studying them for signs of being worked.
Arcavic stoops next to one of the bodies, examining it to try and determine what the body is.
I traveled for my niece's birthday, so that's perfectly fine.
Arcavic follows Korvak and Valasca with Lillie behind him. He feels that, back underground, his magic may be regaining some of its previous strength.
"Agreed, but let's be cautious. We should avoid unnecessary noise. I don't think it's Morlocks that have the villagers - they tend to be more cannibalistic and savage than that, and typically lack the cunning needed to take captives. The collapse was likely a ruse by the Ironfang - there is something in here they want."
Arcavic frowns as Valasca points out the fake tunnel collapse. "Possible, if the Morlocks are that cunning. Or the Ironfang are using the mine for something else, and faked the collapse to throw the villagers off in case someone came to investigate. We should use caution as we advance." The good thing about being underground was that Arcavic felt much more comfortable. There was something relaxing about not having the sun overhead - though his home was on the surface, he did not mind being under ground again.
Arcavic will also grant Arzool the ability to see in the dark. Before following Korvak, Valasca, and Arzool into the caves.
"The way is clear. Let us descend into the mines. Before we do so, let us ensure that light won't give us away." Arcavic casts a spell on Valasca, granting her improved nightvision.
Ooof. That does not sound like an easy decision, and it is one I do not envy you. I believe that means we should head down into the mines, seeing as the way is clear.
"I will assist you in that endeavor, Valasca. Let us see what can be found."
"See here - this was the recent collapse, although I cannot tell if it was accidental or intentional. What is that pale creature - not a human, that I can tell."
Arcavic studies the rock slide, looking to see if there is any evidence this happened naturally, as the result of a mining accident, or if this was an intentional trap.
I hate it when those updates roll through - it's so annoying.
Sounds good. I hope you feel better soon. Being sick is no fun.
Arcavic listens as the town's survivors tell their tale of the Ironfang's occupation. He highly doubts they'll be able to locate any survivors, but if the Ironfang had gone for the mine, that meant there was something they wanted or needed from it - and it was vital it stay out of the Ironfang's hands. "I think we need to investigate the mine - there might be some sign of what the Ironfang were looking for, and we need to know what it is." Arcavic will attempt to learn what he can of the mine.
Nope. No Disable Device here, either. I think we relied on one of the other original posters to handle that.
"We'll have to be more cautious, but I think we can move to the next town. If it looks like we're getting to a point that's too dangerous, we'll back off and camp."
"I feel that perhaps we should press on - there is still daylight left, and we should see if we can cover as much ground as possible."
Arcavic activates his racial ability to detect magic auras, walking among the village and looking for any signs of the magic that may have contributed to the Trench Mist's creation, as well as any magical items.
"Indeed, it is quite sad. We should search for survivors regardless, but I do not have much hope. We should also verify that the Ironfang were the ones who did this - just in case there are other threats we don't know of."
Arcavic moves back as the mist flows forward. Well, it's a mist, so it probably doesn't need eyes to see, it floats so there's no point in making the ground slick or dropping it down a pit... Arcavic racks his brain for something he can use to affect the mist, then tries to cast a spell that might stop it.
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