"I just want to get back and discover what those creatures were doing in that cave..and what the meaning of the scars on the girl portend."
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"I will concur with the majority. To be rested and prepared for the trials and tribulations ahead of us seems wise. The gyr will wait and we can be better prepared to deal with them."
Erlmander is happy that the child has been reunited with her parents, but still worries at the thought of what the gyr were up to.
Erlmander shuffles out of the dungeon, his wounds slowing him down to a staggering walk. Once outside he finds a rock and sits, resting in an almost trace-like state.
Erlmander nods in agreement, but does not seem happy to let the creatures go. "I do not wish to place the poor girl in any further harm, but I am sorely tempted to break-up whatever they are doing and keep them from their evil plans!"
Erlmander, now back on his feet, keeps his bow trained on the corridor Daryl entered to parley with the kidnappers.
Erlmander thanks Daryl and shakily gets to his feet. He feels the scar from the scythe across his neck and upper chest...a reminder to look first before rushing in!
Erlmander moves to see down the hallway, ready to fire on whatever he might see there.
Erlmander takes aim at the bugbear and lets fly another arrow. Attack:
Moving forward and past Lichen, Erlmander suddenly disappears, only to appear within the room with his bow firing at the bugbear.
Attack:
Unable to pass beyond those already in the hallway, Erlmander moves up and awaits his chance to see the enemy.
As the rest of the party troops into the barrow, Erlmander takes a moment to stow his bow and loosen his sword on his belt. He also examines the enterence of the barrow to try and gain some insight as to the builders and their purpose. Insight:
Erlander hands over his berry to Zask as he continues to watch the cave mouth.
Erlmander steps out of the woods and moves to cover the cave enterence. His bow still at the ready, he stands a bit off centre of the cave mouth so he can see in, but someone inside would not immediately view him.
Erlmander lets loose with his first shot at the wolf. Attack:
Damage (crit):
Erlmander looks over at Vhaezil as he calls him Dryadalem. "In my own tongue we are called the Dylvan. Is yours in the corrupt tongue of the abyss? I would prefer you not speak to me in such a vulgar language, if you would please." Erlmander once again concentrates on firing at the further of the two wolves. "The far vulg is mine. My bow can strike father than your shorter one", he says to Rhys.
Looking over at Rhys the elf give the human a flat stare before he to readies his bow and takes aim at one of the wolves.
"Humans are always in a hurry. So be it, give me a sigh and I will try to take out two of the gyr before they can join in the fray."
Erlmander seems refreshed and ready to move on, but looks towards his friends before speaking. "We have had an unfortunate night of tracking and my companions have suffered. If possible can we wait a few more hours, or do you deem it necessary to move immediately? If so, we will need to shelter our weary friends from the brunt of the battle. From here I could probably kill on of the gyr before it knew what was happening. If quick enough I might even get to shots off before an alarm was sounded."
Having forgotten about the berry, Erlmander will offer it up to the wounded Cole. "I am not sure if it will help or not, but you are most welcome to this berry if it can assist with your healing."
Erlmander rises from their hiding place and slowly walks towards the others, In a quiet voice he brings them up to date as to what they have found and what has been going on for the last few hours.
"Fine then, lets us keep watch on the foul beasts until we have determined if they have the girl or not. I can stand first watch if you two wish to rest a little back from this place."
Erlmander readies his bow, but holds his shot, whispering to his companions. "Shall we move against this trio? The wolves are worrying..but we need to take at least one alive to tell us where the girl is. What do you think?"
Sorry, but have not been able to get onto the boards for the last few days...not sure what is going on!
Erlmander can try to get closer, but he is also exhausted now and does not have a great stealth (+2 I think) Do you want him to try??
Beginning to feel the effects of the chase, Erlmander none the less is still wanting to continue, and when Lichen motions them to silence, he readies his bow as the druid circles the area where the voice emanate.
Con Save:
"Well then, lets continue."
"Yup, just as I thought...another trap! They must have had a reason to trap this entire area! Anyway, shall we continue, or do you need rest?"
Using his bow, Erlmander moves some of the boughs to try and uncover whatever is glinting in the shelter. He keeps to the entrance of the structure and uses his bow to poke and prod the tree limbs. "After seeing how the little monsters trapped this camp site, I am unwilling to take anything at face value. Until I have determined if this is something of worth, or just another trap, please stay back. We can talk about resting shortly."
Marking the suspicious areas as he goes, Erlmander carefully approaches the shelter, getting down to try and get a better look in the building.
Are you ok Daryl? What is that on the sticks..eww..is that goblin s#$t? You best clean that wound out right away before you catch some sort of goblin filth fever!" Erlmander prods ahead of where he is going with his longbow, hoping to avoid the same difficulties that befell poor Daryl.
@GM: I like that rule...that is kinda why I asked about needing to roll.
Survival:
Erlmander joins Lichen as he searches the campsite. "Lets see if we can figure out who was here and how long ago they may have left.'
Erlmander helps the tired Druid up from their latest examination of the tracks. As they enter into the clearing, the vision of the abandoned camp makes the Eladrin sigh and shake his head. "Are we too late?" he asks the others, leaning on his bow while examining the camp. Perception:
Wow, lots happened, and might I just say that if I could I would award all of you Inspiration for the way you dealt with the problem of splitting the party...and the DM double for his role. Too often on these boards such conflict breaks down into name calling and hard feelings (and usually someone quitting). I commend everyone on their ability to play the game and their characters !!
@ Daryl: "I did not know that your people were hunted? This is most upsetting! I will inform the Seelie Court of this as soon as I return. The Queen will want to be informed." Having seen goodberries before, Erlmander nods his thanks to Lichen. Con Save:
Being able to see perfectly well in the gloom, Erlmander joins the others heading out to rescue the girl.
The quick back and forth of the humans and the decisions made in such short order leave Erlmander's head spinning. "Umm..errr, yes? I am Erlmander, minion of the Seelie Court and her Highness, Queen...umm..are you planning to leave right now? I have hardly greeting any of you in the proper fashion..." He thinks for a few moments then nods his head as if agreeing to something. "I understand the need for decisive action and I will join you all, and the ceremony of greeting can wait!" The Eladrin warrior stands with his bow ready to move out.
Erlmander is surprised that the Dragonborn refuses to speak his own language.
With a shrug he follows the others outside to see if they can track the שֵׁדוֹן. Elven: Goblin
Seeing the scaled and clawed hand of the cloaked figure who saved the human, Erlmander calls out to him. "Cyfarchion ffrind. Ydych chi wedi bod yn hir yn y byd y bobl? Yr wyf Erlmander, asiant y llys Seelie a vassal ffyddlon y Frenhines Tatiana a'i Consort Royal, Arglwydd Oberon." Draconic:
Greetings Friend. Have you been long in the realm of the humans? I am Erlmander, agent of the Seelie court and loyal vassal of Queen Tatiana and her Royal Consort, Lord Oberon.
Erlmander enters the holy building and stands to the back of the room observing what is happening. He makes no attempt to hide, and simply leans on his longbow like a staff, watching the goings on.
As the group gather outside the Inn, a cloaked figure steps away from the nearby woods and strides towards them. His arrival is usurped by the small child slipping and sliding his way to the inn, then the patrons disgorging out of the place to follow the youth to the recently attacked citizens. The cloaked figure looks at the inn, then the group, and finally back down the road where the victims are located. With a silent sigh, it turns and slowly jogs down the lane towards the rest of the townfolk.
Ok, here is my submission, Erlmander, the Elven Fighter. Still need to add more info to his crunch as well as a background. Take a look and tell me what you think!
Moving within 120 feet of the enemy, Erlmander cast a sleep spell on the largest group of attackers. Sleep Spell:
Erlmander moves to the fore of the caravan with the other guards...preparing to defend the merchants if need be.
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