Irikar points, "Looks like we've had company... looking for us, no doubt."
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Irikar rides forward, trying not to be too concerned about the somewhat belaboured breathing by the companion wrapped around his neck. Just one more of my friends who will die over in this hellscape...
Irikar nods, "Best to start the new trip well-rested."
Irikar does his best to stay vigilant on the ride home, the ancient ermine wrapped around his neck popping up at each of the strange noises.
Irikar, stealer of glories. :) I'm back.
Going to be away until Aug 2-3 in a place with no (or, more accurately, very spotty) internet. Feel free to bot Irikar as needed -- though, his spell list is pretty sucky vs. undead (especially incorporeal). He'll probably try to hide behind meat-shields and keep throwing bolts -- though he could also maybe summon his own darn (celestial) meat shields as needed.
Irikar curses and mutters to himself, quickly gathering his power, crackling with electricity before hurling a bolt at the Mother Superior, hoping to catch her before she joins a melee. for
Irikar watches carefully, waiting for another threat.
Irikar asks, "Should I blast it? Will electricity stop it?"
Irikar's eyes narrow at the sight of the stranger, "...considering the greeting we got earlier, that doesn't make me feel better."
Irikar looks around grimly, "Can't imagine there's anything good down that well."
Irikar takes a moment to contain the storm within him, then nods, "Aye, fine shots,", he mutters absently while looking around for other dangers.
Sidius gathers his power and throws another blast, Normally I'd throw cold at things on fire, but they're bloody undead... for
Irikar looses the storm within him, energy crackling down his arms as he hurls a bolt of lightning at the phantom. for
Irikar nods, "Given what we just saw, tying off a 'bridge' wouldn't be the worst thing -- at least until we know we're done here."
Irikar shrugs, "Sometimes, they're past the point of being reasoned with. "
Irikar calls out, "Leandro! What's happening?"
Irikar sighs, "Not the most welcoming...."
Irikar shrugs, "Imagine we could leave them a bit of feed if we fear being too long."
Irikar nods, "Giving them some measure of shelter is wise. Would hate to have brought them just to be a meal to whatever sniffs them out in the woods."
Irikar nods, "Tomorrow, as I've not prepared the magic today, and 6 mounts would last about 2 hours."
Irikar says, "If it's tomorrow, I could conjure us a few horses, but making enough for eveyrone means they won't last very long."
"It is mercy," Leandro murmurs. "It is what I would have wanted, but it places a terrible burden on the merciful." Irikar stays silent, but the ancient creature around his neck begins to pat his face once more.
Irikar pauses, then sighs, "Had I but known...", he mutters, then sighs again.
Irikar narrows his eyes, slightly, as he considers what's been said, Well, I think we'll have to keep an eye on that one in times of stress...
On the mend is good. We're doing the best that we can, here. Managed to get my turning-5-this-year kid her first shot -- and not Public Health is freaking at the clinic that was doing that, so that'll be fun (doubly so when it's time for her second)
Irikar sighs, "Years ago, I was forced to destroy someone who was infected. A dear friend. One of my last friends. Learning that there was another way - that there could be another way..." He shakes is head and the ferret nestles against him, "So, no, it's not academic, though I am asking a few years too late, I suppose."
Irikar shakes his head, Even blasted diseases here can't be simple..., before asking, "Is there a way to trace these bloodlines? Do they differ from each other over time?"
Irikar shrugs, "Probably safest to put them down as quickly as possible. I've seen too many good people lose their lives trying to save those beyond help."
Irikar shrugs, "I don't see an issue with that, unless there's some bad blood or history we should know about."
Irikar suggests, "Might have only been one wraith at first -- seems one of the bandits never came out of the mists."
Irikar tilts his head slightly, then says, "Probably best to ask the ones that got drained how they feel. Can't see how any other opinions matter."
I wouldn't say no to a +1 deflection bonus to AC. As a witch, I can't use the spellbook.
Irikar asks, "Did we recover enough from the highwaymen to pay for your curing?"
The witch chuckles, despite himself, "Sure. We can call it that."
Irikar offers, "I'll keep an eye for the bandits, in case they come back. Imagine they won't much like us stripping their dead."
Irikar shakes his head, "I don't know much about them, but they are spirits without bodies. Still malevolent, but completely immune to normal arms. Magical ones are somewhat effective, unless enchanted specifically against the threat. Like all undead, the life energies of clerics and paladins burn them, as does magic -- especially force." He pauses, then adds, "The same is true of armour. An incorporeal creature can reach through any manner of steel or leather -- though, again, magic helps."
Irikar steps back and away from the Wraith, then throws a blast of lightning at it. for
The ball of light follows the wraith, then fires two more rays of light.
Dynamo growls at the approach, feeling the unnatural aura pulling at his animal instincts, despite the bond making him something other than a mere beast. Irikar reaches up a hand to steady his friend, and steps closer to the paladin a second time while the archon fires its rays of light. for
Standing next to Leandro, Irikar calls the lightning again, hurling another bolt at the Wraith.
Irikar finishes his spell and a small ball of light appears, quickly firing two bolts of solid light at the undead beast. for
He then steps next to the Paladin, and hurls a bolt of lightning of his own at the wraith. for
I'll be away on a family holiday starting tomorrow (the 27) and back the 5th -- but given the need to unpack with small child, probably not actually able to be online to catch up and post before the 8th. Irikar's summoning elementals (via Summon III to get multiples) - lightning, unless someone tells him that the wraith is resistant) -- a wall of things between him and energy drain, before going back to blasting stuff with his lightning.
Irikar takes another step back and begins to cast a spell to bring some help against the Wraith...
Irikar asks, "Will the spawn fall if we destroy the original? Any weaknesses we should know about?"
Irikar nods at the breahtless newcomer and sighs, "Told you, baconhead," and throws another burst of lightning at the leader attacking Leandro. for
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