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If we continue and check the pit, it is likely we spend our few scrolls and pots, but if the group prefers to continue, I am fine with giving it a try. By the way, I will be on a trip for the next week and my ability to post will be spotty, if any.
Gronilda takes sit by Zarena when Grymwold proposes to camp here "Let me have a sight at those scrolls. The warhammer might do me good use. I used many of those in the Goblinblood Wars"
"Were you involved in the wars Zarena?" she inquiries as they check the items together "Is there where you acquired your magic training?" She will set her space for resting afterwards, and she will be happy to take first watch or last one, which she will do with Pawnies. The trusty dog sits by her and watches the pit with caution.
"Regretfully we have no wands for healing" Gronilda puts her hands on Grymwold softly and prays for some healing. The positive energy washes the party, healing everyone in the process "We only have a couple of backup heals remaining, and we should keep them for if we are ambushed while recovering. That is the reason I think we need to rest"
Gronilda breathes relieved as the troglodites finally fall to the ground "We were lucky the spell caught up. Those ones were strong. The fact the light harmed them also indicates they were evil ones" Kneeling to check the fallen boss, she profits to see if he has anything of use. Then looking around, she adds "It seems the cave goes deeper here. Don't know if we are capable to keep exploring here"
"Oh, bad! He has recovered from the light!" a bit of alarmed, Gronilda comes to help the team, she enlarges as she steps forward, lunging with her giant arm to strike on the far yellow trog before cleaving back on their boss.
"Ouch!" Gronilda shouts in pain from the lucky hit, but tries not to panic under the huge bruise that leaves her in not such good condition. Gathering her strength, she steps forward and slashes once more at the trog.
Gronilda advances herself, stepping over the bed of bones and frowns "I guess these are your victims, and you plan to add Phaendar's bones to this pile with your alliance with the Ironfang Legion, isn't it?" She starts to pray for Erastil's intervention "Now then, you should know we came to stop you!" As she finishes the spell a radiant column of light descends over the troglodytes striking on the leader and the blue trog.
"It is fine. It was a tense situation, but we managed it. Do not blame yourself" Gronilda smiles to Grymwold trying to appease him. Then completing the search with detect magic, she turns large one instant to grasp the crystal globe on the ceiling. And hands it to Zarena "I believe this to be magic. Evocation magic" She then looks deeper into the cavern "Seems there is only one exit. To the south?" She readies her axe as she advances with the group.
"You are our shield Grymwold!" Gronilda acknowledges the bravery of the dwarf before moving into the wide cavern to examine the well and search through "Thanks the Deadeye you were brought to Phaendar on this dire time"
"You are doing great, Grymwold, hold them there!" Gronilda just tries another wide arc, trying to strike both frogs this time.
Meanwhile, Pawnies keeps trying to defend Grymwold from the next attack.
I think we are doing good, we are forcing them to attack our character with the highest AC. While attacking with cover and melee penalties is difficult, we are very low in healing resources, so it is good we are being conservative here :)
"Tsk!" Gronilda growls frustrated as her arrow goes wide. Then discarding the bow, she draws her axe while asks her god for help "Erastil, give me the strength of the tree!" Growing in size to have the reach to strike past Grymwold, she performs a cleave maneuver, trying to strike first the frog, then the trog at is side.
Meanwhile, Pawnies keeps trying to defend Grymwold from the next attack.
"Tsk! Careful there Grym!" Gronilda shots over the shoulder of the dwarf when he steps back.
"Defend him Pawnies!" she then commands the dog to protect the warrior.
With all the discussion I am not sure who is on right now to move the action. Do we need to adjust our posts or are we ready for the next round? :D
No worries good man, the intention was good :D And I am sure we will get to manage this, even if it means some patching required :)
"What have you seen, Grymwold?" Gronilda asks alarmed by the dwarf's shout. With the only movement left for her, she steps 5' back.
Listening to Grymwold's suggestion, Gronilda takes her bow and shots one arrow over the dwarf's shoulder "Ok, let's try to keep them away from our bows!"
Gronilda adjusts her grip on her battleaxe, scanning the chamber with a keen eye.
She exhales, nodding to herself "At least one of them had the sense to flee rather than fight to the death" she murmurs a brief prayer, touching the symbol of Erastil at her neck "May the gods grant him wisdom enough to stay away" Turning to the others, she gestures toward the southern passage "No sense waiting for trouble to find us. Let's press on. Southward"
Works for me. Most of the time I just move ahead by the sole reason to help move the thread. PbP is a hard think and it is good to have proactive posts that push the action in one direction, whatever it is. But it does not mean I have any intention to be the scout, just I want the game to keep a healthy pace :)
Gronilda gives thanks the gods that she was ready for combat and raises the shield just in time to block the attack. Resolved, the dwarf gives back a swing of herself.
I already have one scroll of cure light wounds from the group. It would make sense Saélihn has the other in case of emergency as she can also cast it. I will take the lesser restoration and magic stone. What about the nature ones, do you want to have them Saélihn? Otherwise Gronilda can also use them through her nature domains.
"Was I you, I would leave those tools away and leave!" Gronilda shouts when she feels herself noticed and presents her holy symbol to accompany the order with power.
Gronilda looks with surprise at the fallen lizard. She then turns to the supplies "There is food here. It can feed us for a few days" Then points to the exit to the south and tries to advance as stealthy as her armor let's her.
Gronilda nods to Zarena when she communicates about the lizard and notes it does not immediately attack the party "Let's see what supplies do they have in here before deciding what to do about the lizard..." She moves towards the boxes and starts carefully checking.
"This belt will make your aim more precise Lizzie, or if that is even possible, Saélihn. But it could also help Grymwold with some extra protection. Some of you should probably have it." Gronilda passes the belt happy of the bath it took. Once everyone is ready, she will move to explore the eastern exit.
Gronilda tries to use the divinations of her god to find out about the magics.
Gronilda points at the glint at the bottom and signals to Zarena and Grymwold to help her with the ironbox as she takes the shiny belt with her.
As she hopefully manages to make it back to the surface, she pushes the belt to the feet of the party "Look what beauty I found down there! It looks pretty expensive"
"I think I see a halfling there. And an iron box" Gronilda turns to the giant Grymwold "Do you think you can reach it with your large arms before the magics end? I guess we are staying here anyway if you plan to butcher the lobster" she looks at the work Saélihn has already started. Anyway, she is not good at swimming, but she can also try to raise the box as she can temporarily get to large size as well.
"Are you ok Saélihn?" Gronilda asks worried, but quickly smiles when she sees the huntress is in good mood "Yes, let's take that lobster and check if they hunted something else in their lake"
"Saélihn!" Gronilda shouts scared, but determined to drop the creature before it can eat anyone in the group, she pulls the string for another arrow.
And she blushes when she hits her finger with the string, ashamed a servant of the Hunter has so much hassle with the bow.
"Good eye Saélihn!" Gronilda advances but shots from a safe distance.
Gronilda follows the plan and readies her bow for the attack. She wields the weapon with devotion, more like a holy symbol than a real weapon.
Despite her efforts it is clear she wields the bow more with faith than real training, much more used to the long years of battles with the dwarven axes.
Gronilda explains the others what the crustaceans are "We will need to get rid of those if we want to be able to make use of the area. And... I think it might be probable that some of their victims leftovers are still on the pool. What do you think?"
"The cave has its own water source!" Gronilda musses excited "We should check if the water is drinkable. It could be a great resource for the refugees to have water on our house of operations" "But I wonder if those crustacean creatures are dangerous..." she ends carefully observing the creatures and the area they are in.
Gronilda smiles as Ghost licks her face and pats him friendly "Yes, let's do a quick search of the place. We can then continue investigating the caves before our magics runs out"
"Maybe the northern cave next, we can see if it connects to the entrance"
Gronilda kneels next to ghost, looking at the bloody seeping through the fur. With a deep breath, she plants her battleaxe into the ground and raises her holy symbol looking to treat also her own wounds "Erastil, guide my hand, mend the flesh of those who stand together. As the herd is strong, so shall we endure" She channels divine energy, golden light radiating outward.
"We need to find some healing supplies, Erastil only gives me so much every day..." she looks at the wolf concerned and spends one spell for further healing.
Gronilda screams in pain as she slashes forward once more "You are a brave one, I give you that!"
"For Phaendar!!!" as the lizard falls, Gronilda sees the way open and profits to move forward, axe on the high!
But she entangles her feet on her advance and almost falls to the ground as she ends slashing at the thin air.
"Oh, no!" Gronilda bites her lip seeing the wolf fall, and she resolves to try down the lizard before more damage can be done.
Then commands Pawnies to attack too.
After seeing satisfied Grymwold's transformation, Gronilda calls the dog for help "Guard me Pawnies!"
The dog finally responds and moves after the dwarf when she moves forward down the cave corridor.
"Is everyone ok?" Gronilda checks around and steps forward for her shield to cast light over the next corridor while she starts a prayer to Erastil "Father Deadeye, bring the strength of the trees on our brother Grymwold!" The dwarf starts to grow to large size.
Recomposing herself from the recent scary magic, Gronilda swings again at the trog between her and Grymwold.
If the trog falls, she steps over the fallen body trying to gain terrain over the last one.
Sidestepping for a flank, Gronilda attempts to drop the troglodyte in front of her.
"Why is this place so sacred to y..." Gronilda is surprised mid-sentence, and praises her shield for not being cut this time. She quickly reacts by stepping around the troglodyte to start surrounding him and slicing with the axe.
"Pawnies attack!" she orders, but the dog is a bit hesitant to enter the sacred area.
Gronilda catches her breath, lowering her shield slightly as the troglodyte acolyte speaks. She takes a step forward, her posture steady but non-threatening, and addresses the acolyte in a calm tone, her Dwarven accent thick but her words clear "Very well, then. We'll stay our hands if you'll do the same. But we need answers. Why your kin has allied with the Ironfang Legion and threaten the surface folk? Speak true, and perhaps bloodshed can be avoided" Her hand remains near her holy symbol, ready to channel Erastil's blessings or wrath, depending on the troglodytes' response.
The dwarf calls Pawnies to her side and does some gestures to try improve the attitude of the talking troglodytes.
Very Happy New Year everyone! :D
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