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As the fey messengers depart, Faerin nods in agreement, setting her sights back on the mountain pass to Varnhold.
;ostenting to the report of the group's Fey subjects, Faerin nods,clearly expressing concern as she turns to her companions. "I see what you meant about a truly powerful enemy. I'm convinced that this is the same very powerful fey woman I've heard whispers and rumors of, who was exiled from the First World. The few that' I've asked about her refuse to speak her name, fearing it would draw her terrible attention upon them."
Faerin moves to aid in burying the remains in silence.
Unless someone else does I could use the staff. It's likely just masterwork but it'll give me a bonus to hit and be easier to enchant down the line.
Did we ever follow up on this?
Updated loot sheet with haul from Owlbear and Manticore lair.
Though aware of the existence of manticores, Farin is only passingly familiar with their preferred terrain and habits, so she instead takes some time studying the area, searching for signs of a path the monster traveled as it hunted, hopefully leading back to its lair.
There's actually a Feat for harvesting parts from something we've killed, as well as a whole subsystem for harvesting monster parts Quick takeaway: "Anyone can harvest and preserve trophies by succeeding on a sufficient Survival or Heal check with a DC equal to 15 + the creature’s CR. A trophy with magical affinities is worth 20% more, and the DC to harvest the trophy is increased by +5."
"A predator such as this likely kept a lair nearby." Faerin comments, looking at the slain beast's body. "We might be able to track it's movements back to it."
Guiding her horse forward just enough to see around the bend, Faerin utters a quick chant in the ancient druidic tongue, drawing on the morning sunlight streaming down into the area and focusing it into a brilliant flash of shimmering light.
In the middle of the group as they advance, Faerin prepares for a fight, her awareness opening up to her environment as she waits to see what hunts them.
Taking a deep breath, Faerin casts her customary protective spell, bark emerging to envelop her skin in a protective layer.
"We have company." Faerin says quietly to Katrine, noting Ahto also seeming to notice their stalker. "Stealthy...probably a flier from the wings."
Taking in the natural wonders around her, Faerin studies the increasingly challenging terrian, noting the change from plains and forest to foothills, quickly becoming far more harsh mountains and cliffs, accompanied by shifting weather and howling winds across the rocky regions.
Faerin gives Pelipe an incredulous look, taking a moment to process the wild suggestion. "They prefer mountains, so it is unlikely that an aerie set up anywhere else would be something it would want. I could...try communicating with it, though it is likely to see us as nothing more than a group of morsels...or a full meal if we approached on horseback." she adds, considering the danger in the approach. "What you're suggesting is convincing an apex predator to give up it's hunting grounds."
Faerin is almost speechless as she witnesses the powerful bird of prey go by. "That is a legend in the flesh, one of the ultimate apex predators...a roc. They hunt some of the largest creatures imaginable, often taking them to great heights and dropping them on rocks before descending to feed. This one is even more rare for its black coloring."
With her knowledge of Talon peak and the stories of the massive black bird and its hunting grounds, Faerin is on high alert, eyes to the sky. "There is much risk entering this creature's hunting grounds."
Taking the following days to become acquainted with the settlement and its people, Faerin joins the expedition to explore the settlement of Varnhold, utterly enjoying the travel through the area, and learning more about the lands as they venture forth. She rides alongside Katrine, asking the occasional question about Horace or her new companions and enjoying the trek through nature.
That would be great!
Faerin welcomes the opportunity to see more of the settlement and acquaint herself with the area and its people. The camaraderie of her new companions is returned in full, That's the true it has becomes acquainted with the burgeoning community. "I would be happy to join you in venturing out towards this Varnhold settlement. If anything can be done to make it safer for those who choose to live out here in the Stolen Lands, I fully support making it so!" she says to Ahto, when the subject of the diplomatic envoy comes up.
As Pelipe discusses plans for the owlbear's carcass with Ash, Faerin speaks up, sharing her knowledge of the region Varnhold inhabits, it's populace and environment, as well as the little know mountain pass that would make it much easier to reach than the travel through the mountains and Rostland.
Faerin takes in the conversation silently, thinking on the mentioned new settlement in the lands.
"Ahto, Faerin, I don't suppose either of you has a healing spell handy?" "Interesting question." Faerin replies, looking at the owlbear carcass as she considers the possibility of harvesting it for meat.
"Ahto, Faerin, I don't suppose either of you has a healing spell handy?"
Faerin makes a sweeping gesture with one hand, uttering a word of thanks in druidic to the plant life in the area as she releases them from her service, while closing her fist with her other hand, snuffing out the roiling fireball. "There is some natural magic that can restore such damage, but for something this size, I am unsure."
"I take it the soldiers cheering across the river are part of your army?" Faerin asks with a grin as she walks over to Katrine as she rises from the ground, drawing out a slender willow wand that she uses to heal the valiant ranger.
As the terrifying beast grabs hold of Katrine, Faerin focuses intensely as she stares at the owlbear, rippling waves of heat shimmering in the air around her as she calls forth the draining heat of the most oppressively sweltering summer days, a wavering red ray projecting from her extended finger to target the monstrosity.
Even as she does, she directs the ball of flame to follow it's target to strike again, as the caustic acid continues to burn.
Faerin begins another chant, calling forth a burst of barbed, acid-filled nettles that pepper the massive owlbear's face, simultaneously directing the ball of flamer to roll after the creature, slamming into its back. Acid
Keeping her focus on the approaching monstrosity, Faerin begins another druidic chant, calling upon pure elemental fire to form a roiling ball that she sends rolling forward to slam into the owlbear head-on, greeting it on the riverbank. Oddly enough, the ball of pure flame seems to have no effect on the grasping plants restraining the creature.
Setting her sights on the massive raging beast preparing to charge them, Faeirng begins to cast a spell, chanting in the ancient druidic tongue as calls out to the area's surrounding plant life, calling for all the tall grass, weeds, and other plants in the area to reach up and wrap around raging owlbear, impeding it's progress.
With a nod, Faerin moves closer, her eyes never leaving the absolute juggernaut of a beast as she quickly drinks a potion and casts a few spells in preparation, her skin shifting to a dull metallic grey-black as her muscles seem to thicken, her frame becoming more substantial.
Looks like my 2 longest range spells are Entangle and Burst of Radiance, So once I get within 640ft of it I can hopefully slow it down, possibly even blind it.
Fighting to catch her breath, Faerin has her horse saunter over to the Inquisitor to be restored.
Faerin rides like she's never ridden before, following the past of destruction and calling to her new companions to follow whatever massive beast was laying waste to anything in it's path.
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Sounds good to me
With a nod, Faering nudges Azalea into gear, getting her going with the rest of the group before gradually picking up speed.
Problem is Falcon is small, hawk is listed as Tiny. Can't wildshape to Tiny until 8th (Green Faith Initiate gets Zephyr Message instead of the wild shape upgrade at 6th) Anyway, Wild shape is different now, it's (as Beast Shape 1). I'll have to get the next level of wild shape (as beast shape 2) to get up to 60ft flight speed.
Yeah, couldn't find a form I could change into that was faster than a horse (which is weird because they have a regular falcon listed at speed 30ft...which should be faster)
"Were I familiar with your stronghold, I could send a message ahead once we were within 7 miles." Faerin points out as they move.
Faerin spends some time studying the creature's tracks, the distance between fallen prey, and the damage done to the surrounding area, trying to determine how fast the apex predator was moving.
" Either this is an owlbear of extreme size and violence or something I've never encountered before. Either case is bad!" Faerin points out as they follow the creature's path with an increased sense of urgency. "We are most definitely dealing with an apex predator, acting on something more than instinct."
Faerin studies the signs of the creature's passing intently, looking at the mauled carcasses to gather some idea of what kind of creature they were likely to be dealing with, how it attacked and hunted.
"I am sure I can figure ut how to grow them." Faerin replies to the eager giant. |