Know/Geography:
Emma Jane considers what she knows about the region they're heading to, relating to weather gear, steepness of the climb, etc.
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Emma Jane just nodded, her eyes distant as if in thought.
Emma Jane bites her lower lip to stop herself from responding.
Local through Bardic Knowledge Emma Jane shrugs. "Yeah, I kind of didn't pay much attention when we were covering giant-types in class. Skipped out to work on my thesis on the viability of combining arcane and divine healing sources. Sorry."
"Couldn't hurt to try, though I'm doubtful we can believe much it says." Emma Jane whispers to Alasayn. "Why, please tell, do you think we'd be here to hurt you? Have you done something necessitating such?"
"More like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat kind of trick," Emma Jane explains.
"Yes, I believe it's a low-powered Bag of Tricks. I read an interesting book on them back in the College." Emma Jane offers it first to Dawn, since she noticed it.
Emma Jane will try Detect Magic when she gets a chance.
Hmm... Kaliban is being quiet as he approaches, while Emma is being musical... I'm seeing a slight discrepancy here. Noting how everyone is being stealthy, Emma Jane cuts off her humming, moving the song into her head. Once again, no effect yet, she just wants to get her "mojo" working, so to speak.
Emma Jane draws her shortsword and begins humming a song of courage.
"Agreed. I've never met a troll, but my studies confirm that they are not particularly adept at acting ethically. Any agreement we would come to with a troll, even on the off chance one could be had, would be dubious at best."
Emma Jane smacked her head with the palm of her hand. Of course! Trolls. She needed to get back to school and hit the books again, her brain was getting dull.
"Monster contract? Bonesnapper?" Emma Jane asks questioningly.
Ouch, get stormed on? Yeah, we had a really powerful thunderstorm roll through. Usually blows north or south of us, but this one decided to roll right down the middle of the St Louis area and break a lot of stuff.
Emma Jane didn't have the heart to tell Dew in Dawn that trees snap very like bones with enough force.
Sorry I missed all the posting this weekend. We had no power for 39 hours, and then no internet for another 7.
"Indeed," says Emma Jane, preparing to mount her horse.
"Whatever it was, let's hope it doesn't return unexpectedly."
"Well, that was odd, what we saw in the wee hours just before light," Emma Jane says to Dawn, once the party is awakened. She hopes Dawn had perceived it better than her.
"Hmmm, much as I'd like a soft bed, perhaps resting here and investigating in the morning would be more prudent. We don't really know what to expect. Best not face it at less than full strength."
Emma Jane touches Alasayn's shoulder, using Prestidigitation to moisten his skin slightly. "Minor trick I learned at the College."
It's no problem Dawn. Hopefully that will be the last of the violence for the day. Cure Light Wounds:
"I suspect my ride is fine now. Well, as fine any of us after such an experience."
I'm still up for it. Honestly my work life has been insane this year (our 2nd and 3rd busiest months ever were April and May) and my personal life has also picked up. So I just try to go on and look at what's happening and see if it's time for me to do something. I think requesting a post once every two days is reasonable; that was the rule in my games, once upon a time. We seem to have slid a little in that as well (largely on me). In any case, if someone hasn't gotten back by that point, it would be fair to do something their character would rationally do on their behalf, I think. And your DM-ing and story have been just fine, from my perspective.
Shortsword:
After Emma falls to the ground prone, she holds her position and begins singing a song about withstanding unexpected attack... You come on with it, come on
Inspire Courage, +1 to hit and damage
"More aggressive" is all the information Emma needs out of that roll, especially since we're already on the attack. If any come near Emma Jane, she'll take a chop at them with her shortsword.
Emma attempts to get a more concrete idea of what these "birds" are. If they're animals:
If they're magical creatures:
She also draws her sword, in preparation for battle, should it come to that.
I'll stay up for 1st watch as well. I can get enough sleep from then on out.
Yikes! Best wishes. As we say in Hebrew, Refuah Shlema, complete healing.
Emma Jane begins humming an old tune, spouting but a few remembered lyrics... Seasons don't fear the reaper,
"Perhaps, as a compromise, a couple hours to jot down some relevant portions might be in order, considering the weight of the issue at hand." "But very soon, we must choose a path, and set out. For it seems now we have a potential starting point for it all, and sometimes it is best to start at the beginning."
Trying to get a grip on where we're at. My rolls on 1/29 were answer to Kaliban's suggesting to "find where the disturbance started" I guess this was answered in Uret Jet's post on 2/1 with the line "It... all started in the capital. Had to have. Everything connects to there." So if we've determined that, are we looking at heading that direction?
"My studies in geography, the natural world, and the arcane MIGHT be useful on such a venture. If your assumption is correct." Geography:
"Hold on. The weather started acting weird BEFORE the curse took place? So does that mean the "curse" didn't cause this?"
Knowledge/History (or Nobility, same score) on ole' Leo
"Careful Trifoni, you don't want to shift TOO MUCH of her attention to yourself!" Emma Jane jokes.
Emma Jane laughs to herself at the comical scene, singing softly a love song she'd heard at a concert back in school. If only you saw what I can see
EJ is updated.
"How long has your family owned this particular spot?" the Ravenhaired young bard asks. "Since the dryad was surprised to see where her forest ended, I'm wondering what the historical progression was. If we know how long ago the forest extended to where she THINKS it should be, we can formulate an idea as to which ancestor in particular it might have been."
"It could be just a side-effect of the curse; men taking advantage of the weakened land to expand their power, not understanding they're hastening the destruction themselves."
Emma Jane is as amazed as anyone that it worked, but a bit relieved. "So, what now?"
"Is there anything we might do to help the tree itself?" Emma Jane asks her companions, pointing out the axe gores. "I mean, I might try some healing magic, but I've never attempted it on rooted plants. In theory it might work..." Emma tries Channel Positive Energy:
Meager attempt to diagnose:
Emma Jane watched on, wishing she'd paid more attention to the mundane healing arts in her studies; such knowledge might well give her more of an understanding of how the illness worked, and whether or not it was reversible.
"Thanks for your kind words, my friend," EJ says, sheathing her sword. |