Kane warily moves towards the tree and starts to collect a generous portion of moss before backing up to join the others.
He nods at Bac. "The sooner that we are back, the better."
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Kane looks back at the witch's hut as they walk away from it, hoping that they haven't made a new enemy.
Kane pokes his head around the corner, looking at the mess inside. "Well if we weren't going to have an angry witch on our hands before," the druid remarks, "we sure will now. Best to get what we came for an leave."
Lol.. I just realized that Bac is still a gunslinger. Sticking with it? :)
Kane keeps a vigil for someone to approach them from with the witch's hut, not relishing the idea of crossing the threshold.
Kane nods at Theo, "Choosing life is always the harder course, but rarely the wrong one. Let us go see if we can find a peacable way."
Kane shakes his head at Theodorus, "Intelligent, aye. But more a creature of magic, than nature. As to which is the safe, or better, I can not answer that."
Kane lifts his eyebrows at the translation of the exchange. "Wyverns and Tatzlwyrms and Witches... oh my."
Kane lowers his head, so that his hair obscures his facial features, hiding the smile threatening to creep up. Do. Not. Laugh. he chastises himself.
oh. No, that's just what I took from the information. Misunderstanding on my part.
Kane shakes his head. "No. They may be related to true dragons, but they are far more beastial. This is pure territorial instinct."
Kane's heart nearly leaps into his throat, "Bac! Look out above you!" he calls out, pointing at the Tatzlwyrm up in the tree's branches.
Kane nods in agreement. "We just need to take as little time as possible," he adds in a softer voice.
Noticing the markings, Kane's head starts moving around quickly, searching the area for signs of movement. "We need to get what we can for and be away, quickly and quietly. It seems that we've walked into Tatzlwyrm hunting grounds, and the wyvern may have worked against us in the end."
Kane looks back at Thoedorus and gives him a wry smile. "Let's hope you don't get a first-hand experience, my friend."
"Agreed," Kane replies.
Kane crouches near a large tree at the sound of the hunting wyvern. "Hopefully not," he responds. "Dangerous hunters. May be more than we can currently deal with. Shall we wait it out, or try to go around?"
Do it. We'll be here. :)
Kane agrees with the others, more than willing to leave the spider to his meal.
Kane looks back at the kobold sternly. "These mushrooms are to save lives, good Gurtlekep. For medicine. You are a resourceful one and are more than capable of finding more, are you not?"
Kane nods in agreement. "I'll gather some more materials along the way and dress your wounds again."
Kane immediately gets to work on treating Bac's wounds. "That was too close, old man. We won't be losing you just yet."
Kane tears into the skeleton in a primal fashion; hand-to-hand.
No worries. I tend not to be able to post much over the weekends either, for various reasons.
Kane makes his way into the room, and immediately reacts in a cat-like fashion by growing claws and hissing (yes... hissing) at the undead creatures. ◆ Stride
Kane follows behind Bac, spear ready, as they move to enter the 'dwarfies' lair.
Kane nods in agreement with the others. "We have goals to achieve. Let's get them done."
Having already run out of materials, Kane makes his way back into the trees to gather more, so that he can continue to treat Ascian.
Kane doesn't really think that toying with the poor creature is very nice, but doesn't chastise his companions, knowing that they need the mushrooms to save the town. Instead he just casually says, "Bac, you shouldn't play with your food."
With a plan being formulated, Kane spends some time gathering some ingredients before working on patching up Ascian's wounds.
Kane approaches the kobold in Bac's clutches, "You mean to say that there are still dwarfs in those mines? I thought that they were all abandoned."
Kane tends to his comrades wounds, taking the time necessary to prevent any mistakes.
I assumed that much, but I didn't want to assume how much time we had taken. If we're going to wait long enough to be able to get some Treat Wound checks in, then that's cool with me.
Wait. Were we actually waiting around so that I could heal those that needed it?
Kane gives the dead darkmantle a shove with his spear before he moves past it into the room. "So far so good, but keep your eyes open."
"Well done, Theo!" Kane calls out. When the darkmantle gets into his face, he quickly casts a spell, "You really shouldn't have gotten that close," he scalds the creature as he reaches out and touches it, causing a sting like a spider, followed by a jab of his spear. ◆◆ Spider Sting
Looks like he was active last week, at the least. Hopefully he hasn't forgotten about us.
Still here. Just waitin' for my turn. :) We were hit with about -45 degree weather for almost two weeks, but that's old hat for around here (Alberta, Canada).
[ooc]Also confused as to what this darkness is actually doing, but we'll see if we can do something about it. Not wanting to see his allies go into that strange darkness without some help, Kane casts a quick spell and sends four floating torches into the room to light the way. Then another to aid Bac. ◆◆ Cast Dancing Lights into the room, spreading them out to cover the room as much as possible.
Kane follows after Bac, covering the old man's back as they go into the building.
Kane looks at Bac, trying to be silent, spear at the ready, giving some rudimentary hand signs to move forward and to keep a look out.
Kane leads the way towards the water, keeps his eyes peeled for whatever made the tracks. "Wish I could say," he responds to Bac's questions. "Hopefully they're willing to talk, but be on guard either way." Kane keeps an spear in hand, but leaning on it as he examines the ground.
No worries, GM. Do what you need to do, and stay safe! :) See you on the other side!
Regardless of what he finds, Kane adds, "Let's make sure that everyone is in proper shape before we move in any further."
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