Harrolayne tried to fling acid, but she’ll need a miracle with all the cover.
That would not be a miracle.
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Harrolayne takes a five foot step back away from the insect, then throws a glob of acid at it.
Missing wildly, she freezes for a moment, and then suddenly appears five feet further away from the centipede.
Harrolayne casts acid splash and flings the acid at a centipede.
Ummm, nope
Harrolayne casts grease on the sloped area leading down into the hatchery. DC 16 Reflex to navigate the grease.
Harrolayne continues to pick her way down the cramped tunnels. Once there, however, she currently sees nothing worthy of her attention, so she waits.
Harrolayne almost refuses to go into the dirty cramped hole, but the sounds of combat force her to swallow her distaste and pick her way through the roots.
Harrolayne casts a spell and the top of Beorn's helm seems to catch fire, though there is no heat.
Harrolayne will use her staff to put mage armour on herself before they approach. With the tight quarters they are likely to find, there's no guarantee of keeping out of melee.
Unfortunately, I used up all her scribing materials in character creation, so unless Olaf had some on hand, they'll have to wait.
If you provide the casting, Harrolayne can do the actual scribing. Save your feats for something else.
Harrolayne would purchase supplies to scribe scrolls and to scribe spells along with some scrolls to put into her spell book. Just need to consider... She'll buy scrolls of colour spray, unseen servant, and endure elements, and the supplies to scribe those. yes yes no, by 1 boooo Harrolayne fails to scribe unseen servant this time, but will ruminate over it and try agin in a week. (95 gold spent) I'll say she bought 200 gp worth of scroll-making materials, which is enough to scribe 16 1st-level scrolls.
I have added the 107gp and change to her sheet, but there's nothing she's interested in buying at this time, save a few more pieces of canvas for painting, and to ask Oleg to sell her completed painting. Her Craft painting check on this work was 22, if that helps determine how much Harrolayne could get for it (if anything).
Yes, but with the cheap consumables, the problem is that they invariably become nickel and dime parts of the shares. Even in the early levels, they add a lot of book-keeping for very little value. Plus a lot of the time one might take a healing potion, only to use it on another party member who goes down. That's just why I like to spread out scrolls to the people who can use them, and potions evenly without worrying about their exact values. But I'm not the one keeping track of money in this campaign, so I don't really have skin in the game.
It's from before her time, but Harrolayne can use the obscuring mist scroll. I tend to think of scrolls and potions as party loot, rather than shares. Everybody benefits from the wizard casting a scroll or the fighter drinking a blur potion, etc.
Harrolayne looks affronted for just a moment before stifling it back down. "I am Harrolayne. I joined up with the group out in the wilderness."
Harrolayne retrieves a roll of canvas from her pack and unrolls it on the table. It's the painting she was making when they first met her in the forest. "You could try to sell this. I doubt you would get much for it, but if you'd like to try, we can work out a fair commission for your troubles."
"Ah! Civilization!" Harrolayne exclaims before introducing herself to Oleg and Svetlana. She definitely enjoys a nice long bath and to have her clothes cleaned properly, rather than by magic. She appears for supper completely refreshed.
"And I was so looking forward to a new magic loin cloth, too," Harrolayne says in mock pouting.
"Are there barbarian tribes native to this region?"
Harrolayne grimaces as things appear about to turn ugly, but she keeps her mouth shut, lest she make things worse.
The celestial eagles continue to harry the boggards until the spell durations expire and they wink out of existence.
Harrolayne completes her spell in round 2, and a celestial eagle appears into a flanking position with Beorn. It bites and slashes at the cyan boggard, smiting evil.
Harrolayne spends round 2 summoning another eagle. It appears to flank red boggard with Myvas.
Harrolayne nudges her horse to follow Glyph. Double move.
Harrolayne begins the process of summoning a celestial eagle.
Harrolayne keeps an eye on the interloper while she sets up her folding chair and has Beorn set up her hammock for her. She lies back to listen to the forthcoming tale, no doubt enjoying it in spite of herself.
"Imagine! The nerve! Just inviting yourself to join our group like that. Who would even do such a thing?" Harrolayne glares at the newcomer with no sense of irony whatsoever.
She can prepare read magic the next day to identify the scroll.
Harrolayne succeeds on them all, except the scroll.
I strongly suspect this guy stole the egg from a nest somewhere and was headed to civilization to sell it when it hatched and ate him. Harrolayne can certainly act as an interpreter, but with her +1 Diplomacy bonus, we don't want her as the dragon tamer. :) Seems like the dragon speaks perfectly good common, however.
Her revulsion at being in a dank miserable cave is painted all over her face.
"We don't want anything, really. We're explorers, so we're exploring. How did you get so far from your home?" Has Harrolayne ever heard about a black market for dragon eggs?
"We're going inside the dank and dirty cave? Whatever for?"
"This approach doesn't really bring home the bacon though, does it?"
"That's a lot of ham," Harrolayne mutters to nobody in particular.
"Ooh. Wild boar is quite tasty, and where they live, you can usually find truffles, which are also quite delicious. My father had several living in his es...I mean, in the forests near our home."
Harrolayne merely sits on her horse and waits. The boggard doesn't appear to be hostile, and the others are far better suited to dealing with the niceties. She glances at Garum occasionally as her new companions attempt to communicate with him, and she finds herself fascinated with his features, and in her mind, begins imagining him wearing a battered top hat and waistcoat, perhaps with some sort of umbrella hooked over one wrist. Thinking of an umbrella, she realizes that she's getting a bit of sun sitting here in this clearing, so she pulls her parasol out from its binding and snaps it open.
Harrolayne, never one to do the talking when with a group, allows the other to converse with the boggard. Instead, she keeps an eye out on the undergrowth around and behind them, left the boggard in the window be a distraction while more creep up on them.
While peering into the underbrush, she notices a fascinating butterfly, which takes to the air. Harrolayne follows it with her gaze as it lazily flits about the clearing.
Before they head off, Harrolayne describes Yvgeni (the man she knew, not the horse she named named after him) to Jhod, to see if he might have known him once.
"I am certainly ready and able to continue, though perhaps we should not stray too far. There could be creatures or bandits nearby who were avoiding this place on account of the bear who might come a-calling now that it is no more."
Harrolayne shakes her head. "Alas, this item is beyond my experience."
I see you have a few unidentified items. Should anybody think to ask Harrolayne to give them a go... cloak arrow arrow arrow
Harrolayne also comes over to study the remains of the bear. "I have heard of powerful priests of the natural world, who can assume the form of powerful animals. For that matter, many powerful wizards can accomplish the same feat. Perhaps he was one of those."
The eagle again slashes with beak and talons, continuing to beat its wings to remain stationary.
vs DC 15 to hover Harrolayne repeats the acid splash. This time, the acid sails well high and splashes onto the steps of the shrine.
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