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Hylota's tentacles continue attempting to crush the hoar spirits.
She considers the hoar spirits for a moment, then eyes Kabr before saying, "Let's make you more destructive and useful, hmm?" She cast a spell to fill him with heroic thoughts and courage.
The flaming hammer flying out of nowhere to strike at the hoar spirits catches Hylota completely off-guard, but when she sees the Kellid man appear and continue his attack, she smiles and says, "Oh, very well done! You look to be most useful! Who might you be?"
"Oh, excellent! Would you mind terribly carving a few of those undead up for us? That negative energy elemental in the cage can heal them faster than my tentacles can crush them."
Hylota is concerned as Szasa suddenly vanishes. "That's not good. We needed her sword." Suddenly, another woman emerges to the room, drawing out a bardiche and shield and rushing towards the hoar spirits. Hylota drifts over and says, "Hello, dear. Who might you be, and how useful are you?"
I mean, I'm pretty sure if we have to fight the Negative Energy Elemental in a cage, we're gonna have some issues. I think Elementals are mostly immune to mind-affecting abilities.
Welcome! So nice to have some new Kidding aside, welcome to the group. Hylota's a bit of an odd duck - she tends to be very whimsical - but she isn't mean or cruel. To those who she considers allies, at least.
That would be helpful, yes.
Understood. Sorry to lose you.
The Black Tentacles continue gripping the Hoar Spirits and crushing them in their grasp. "That ball of negative energy in the center is a negative energy elemental. They are quite powerful, and vulnerable to positive energy, such as those from healing magic. Szasa, Vincent, will either of you be able to walk through the tentacles without being trapped by them?"
Hyltoa frowns as the crackling energy washes over the hoar spirits, healing their wounds. "It's likely some kind of negative energy vortex, although that humanoid shape..."
2018 had some highlights and some lowlights - still, there was so much craziness in the news, I'm kinda hoping for a more low-key year this year.
The tentacles continue grabbing all those within reach, and crushing those they already have trapped.
The tentacles keep their grips upon those they've already grabbed, continuing to crush them.
Hylota casts a spell, and tentacles the color of night emerge from the ground whipping about and grabbing at every undead in reach. [ooc]Casting black tentacles. I'd like to grab all seven, if possible, but if not, as many as I can. It's a 20' radius spread, so 40' across at its widest point.
Hylota was annoyed. Undead were quite resistant to many of her powers and spells, and these were likely even resistant to her cold spells. Considering her options, she looked at her companions and said, "I don't know how helpful I will be in this battle, but I'll do what I can to aid you. Tazwell, play your song."
Studying the humanoids, Hylota frowns. "I'm not familiar with most forms of undead. What are they? Are they immune or resistance to anything?"
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"Thank you, Tazwell. I appreciate the assistance."
"I've spent more time as part of a mercenary company as opposed to an adventurer - usually I have a dozen or so subordinates to investigate and make sure things are safe before I get close. I find you three too valuable to do that with - fortunately for you."
Hylota quickly moves away from the arms and such, fleeing their icy embrace. Cautiously she asks, "I don't suppose anyone has a way of restoring my strength? I can heal wounds, but I have not prepared the magic for this."
Hylota studies the torn and frozen remains. "They are likely those who supported Queen Tashanna in the Witchwar - their fates for such folly is as it should be." However, she sees the empty manacles and remains, and wonders what creature devoured the corpses that had once lain there.
"Perhaps, but I suspect we have more to deal with. Let us withdraw from this fight. The guardians should not pursue us beyond. They can destroy weapons that attack them. Come. There may be more to learn elsewhere in this frozen village before we return." Hylota attempts to retreat back down the stairs, away from the statues.
Hylota, in her reverie, is startled by the statues suddenly moving. She considers the constructs, contemplating what they are capable of, and their weaknesses.
She then steps behind Szasa and casts a spell, filling her with feelings of heroism and greatness.
Hylota approaches the clock, reading the words within the 9 out loud to the others. "A stitch in time saves nine,
Stopping where she can read them, she says, "Fascinating...conjuration and transmutation...'a stitch in time saves nine, but what loop will the witch queen heed'...I'll come back to that. 'In pointless slaughter, the Old Crone's daughter a hapless mob did lead'...that's obviously the Witchwar and Queen Tashanna. 'Now she sits in tomb that's frozen, the traitor's blood all spilled upon the path that she had chosen, enthroned with collar gild.' A reference to Tashanna's tomb, obviously - could the collar gild refer to the Torc? 'Ringed in steel, three loops times nine prized from the luckless seat, supplicants kneel, of porcelain fine, the banished queen to meet.' That tells us how to get to Tashanna's tomb, although the exact method I am unsure of...'It matters not who's dared to come the demon's soul to claim' is a definite reference to the Torc, although it does not specifically say the Torc is here. 'The weak shall die, the strongest live and forever more remain.'" Hylota goes silent as she goes over the last bit, mulling the possibility over.
Hylota looks at the various icons, then shrugs, not having ever had much interest in such things. She looks about as well, casting a cantrip to detect any magical auras in case there were foes using magical concealment.
Hylota looks at the Church the giant ran out of. ”We will need to go in there, I think. Tazwell, you will need to remove your wall so we can do so.”
Okay. I was going to have Hylota tell someone to finish the giant off quickly if so, but I won't worry about it right now.
Does drowning count as taking damage?
Caught off-guard by the Giant's sudden appearance, Hylota reaches out to the thing's mind and attempts to knock it out.
Hylota moves along with the others, quietly humming to herself and skipping a bit. Virix seems to skip along with her, in time with the humming. For all the world, Hylota seems to be nothing more than a young girl, skipping through a village towards the church. If not for everything being ice, and the complete lack of people, it would almost be disgustingly normal.
Hylota looks over the buildings and frozen people, then quietly says, "This was a common practice of the northern peoples to build cairns or barrows like this for the dead to rest in. This mausoleum likely contains the dead of the Witchwar and their buried treasures. Given how they likely died, they may not rest easily, and disturbing their treasures may invite upon ourselves attention we do not want."
I did. It was quite wonderful, and very relaxing. Still a little jet lagged from time zone changes, though. Makes me kinda tired.
Back from vacation.
Hylota followed back down, bored that they were backtracking - after all, the interesting things were up ahead. Still, once the dragon is gone, she looks down and says, "We'll have to melt through this in order to collect this fine horde. Too, there is an army of giants out there that may be dispersed by this development. Now, let us find the Torc."
”And you are an ice troll, so I find you hideous and rude. However, despite your poor manners, I will answer your question. My magic is not gained from the divine or prayer - my patron teaches it to me, and then it is mine. However, such patrons choose their subjects based purely on their whims, and their motives are unknown. As for whether Grandmother Crone has revealed anything new in the past few centuries...well, I cannot speak for all of them, but I can say that my education has been different than those of my relatives.”
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Hylota listens to the conversation in Giant, then answers Tazwell’s question, ”Anythimg is possible - it is certainly something Baba Yaga would do. However, I rather suspect not - further, I suspect that...Shathbardok...is right. That statue is not of Baba Yaga, and I do not believe it is she speaking through it.” Hylota was clearly reluctant to acknowledge the ice troll was right, but she always gave credit where credit was due.
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