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I'm going to bow out. Love the game, enjoy the party and DMing alot. But my accountancy exams and workload are due to rise and this is the ideal time for Coronei to step aside. This is a game I'll try to keep an eye on. Thank you Monty Haul and its been a real pleasure. Cheers to you all
"We have no answers. Just questions," shrugs the impassive elf to Amerris. He readies for the coming journey and investigates the material of the bracket found in the hole.
He also takes the opportunity to mention the word "ordnung" that the fire giants said, especially to Kraz and Dorin. "You know this word?" Everyone gets a chance to inspect the black bracket from the hole too.
"Perhaps not," murmurs Coronei to Silvio. He watches them leave then inspects the hole to see if there are any clues to the shape and size of the object taken. Or anything left by the giants.
If that means climbing down then Coronei will fetch a rope and do so. "Giants interested in the stone and this. It is a puzzle," finishes the elven mage not all together unhappy with the challenge ahead.
"Ordnung? What does that mean, Silvio?" nods the elf looking at the distant giants as they speak. "I could follow them."
Coronei smiles and bows his head in apology to Kraz for his many wounds, then takes care of the magmin with arrows. "They wish for another nightstone, perhaps?", looking over at the fire giants. The elf mage starts beating down at the fire afterwards, trying to keep one eye on the digging. This is despite the large gash in his shoulder and back from that axe. Impassive with the pain, he will rest when the others do.
Coronei briefly points to the distant fight. And the two fire giants digging. "Save the potion, I can make it so."
Reeling from the blow, Coronei vows to get it right next time and put up a shield. He looks around and in the distance spots the way things are going there. "Kraz - do you wish to fly to them? I can make it so." , After the casual conversation, the elf dodges left and right with sudden dance-like moves.
Coronei takes the heavy blow from the orog, dodging before he can bring a magical shield in to being. The axe follows his movement like a magnet and impacts hard against his back despite the elf dancing away from the damage.
Round three Coronei tries again using Pik to make the orog split his view. The elven mage waits and then has another flash with the rapier to hit. ,
Round Two The mage aims his rapier again at a chink in the orog's armor. Piercing up under the neck. , But he stumbles as the orog steps aside.
The bladesinger stabs back at the wicked orog, aiming for gouge up into his chest at the last second. ,
Round Zero Coronei readies a spell he has never used before, a hazy area of thick air forms around the orogs. Muttering the last of syllable of the incantation, he releases the full power of the magic on them.
Then the elven bladesinger readies his elven blade for combat.
The elf hurries up to the north, joining Rath.
The elven mage manages to trade a pair of spells with Narth and spends the morning transcribing the spells to obtain a familiar and add false life. Then while the rest are busy eating, Coronei goes out from the village to a quiet spot and burns the charcoal, herbs and incense given to him at the Trading Post. The ritual takes an hour to perform, until finally a pure white owl flaps in through the trees to land on a branch. The owl twists its head from side to side and then swoopes down to alight on the elf's waiting arm. "Good." Then they head back to meet with the rest.
Coronei seeks out a fellow arcanist in town. Someone prepared to discuss the sale of magical scrolls or other items within his budget.
Coronei will take the average of 4 hits. Proficiency goes up to +3. Gained 2 extra 3rd level spells. Any suggestions, chaps? Cheers p.s. I like the looks of slow and fly.
Coronei looks at the others for an answer. The truth that the patrol may be lost or cannot be found seems a little confusing to the organised warrior mage. He waits for a decision on the mundane and looks about for anyone else with useful information or clues for danger. "Should we patrol the outskirts of the tents and camp in case of a night raid?""
Shouldn't we go to the aid of that patrol? They may not know about the giants until it is too late.
As the decision is taken, Coronei turns to the farmer and quietly asks, "what attacked you? We met giants. But you said orcs."
Somehow the man's bagpipes strike just the right tone for this elf. Coronei cannot sing or play, but satisfies himself with a quick mental prayer, By all the pantheon of Corellon Larethian, I promise that your shades shall be avenged.
Coronei looks around to see if he can find the family plot, a sign of a long standing farm. Whether or not the elf spots a small graveyard, he helps find and dig under a shady spot for the five corpses. Slowly the name Osskort is fixed like a dwarven grudge.
The magical energy gradually fades from his fingers with a tingle. The bladesinger goes to help Dorin, in case there is any sign that explains why the giants are on the rampage now. Three dead giants...impressive.
Round 5 Coronei waits with his bow at the ready in case the warriors do not take the last giant down.
Round 4 Coronei smiles at the leader's fall, and turns side on as the thrown rock whistles by. He aims for the giant about to join combat and calls on more of those silver energy bolts from his fingertips. Each one spins and twists over the heads of the other adventurers before impacting on the legs.
Coronei points at the most wounded giant and his opaline eyes narrow until he releases the magic gathered in a single word. Fingers spread at the last second and four bolts of silver energy curve in various arcs before impacting on the most wounded and leader.
Round Two Shrugging at the poor magic mentally, Coronei lifts his bow and aims at the furthest and most wounded giant standing agog. ,
Round 1 Coronei waves one hand towards the unhurt giant and calls on a crown of madness to take over the giant's mind. I hope this works. It is meant to work on orcs?
"Veritas. I agree. Maybe concentrate our fire on one while I try to ensorcel another. Drive one mad." The elf casts a spell over himself and slowly mage armor forms over his body. Then fades into his skin and clothes. Afterwards Coronei follows Pik forwards carefully and quietly.
"What are they saying?" Coronei looks round to see if anyone may know.
Coronei heads towards the sounds with Pik and a faint smile to Kraz in agreement. He strings his bow as he walks.
Coronei points out the sounds of loud conflict, "maybe someone needs help?"
"The scroll makes you vanish. Useful." Coronei watches the way Silvio works as they sit round the first camp rest. He keeps his hands busy rubbing the already polished elfbow.
He thanks Hiral and files the name Elvarin away for later. "I can walk."
....It’s been there since way before the town was here. From time to time the Cypher mages come up from Riddleport to stare at it for a while. I don’t think any of them ever worked out what it means. Hiral might know more about it, sometimes they talk to him.... "Tell me more of Hiral - and they will take this message for you." Coronei tries to match the voluble innkeep and adds extra words to his normally terse delivery.
Hit points - will take the average (1d6=4)
Spells
"What do you need, Morak?". Coronei asks the obvious question. He has tried to help out round the village but finds many tasks beyond his meagre strength. He does set an alarm ritual outside the weakest entry point and tells the guards to use his name if they wish to move through the area. The spell does not last long but its more to show he can help a little. "If you do not need us per se, then I would like to know more of the black stone monolith."
I'll deal with levelling up this weekend.
"You should elect a leader. And send for help. The orcs may be back," finishes Coronei.
"I will not be your executioner," confirms the elf mage. "The danger is not over."
"Where are the other people?"
Coronei draws another arrow and aims for the chief Hark. He waits for a gap in the fight then lets fly. , Then he prepares to use magic on the rats.
It is good to be back.
Coronei raises his bow and aims for the boss in the web. All the while he keeps an eye on the boss. , |
