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The silver wolf turned and gnashed at the skeleton attacking Gazul, taking advantage of its distracted state.
The wolf grabbed the bloody skeleton by its vile femur and shook its head violently, trying to pull it to the ground.
That task complete, the wolf peered at the heavily injured Dwarf, and the blue stripes burst into a blazing light and shot towards Gazul, briefly surrounding him. When the dazzling display cleared his wounds had obviously closed somewhat.
Kudvathalas fell to a knee as the skeletons battered him down. He tried to raise his shield to cover his head, but knew he's not meant for this kind of a beating. He closed his eyes and uttered
He agreed with Gazul, and moved into position, in the second rank beside Cheshire (if my movement allows) He then called upon the wind's icy breath to return a skeleton to the ground.
... Hearing Katra's words sparked some optimism in Kudvathalas. He nodded "You're right! From the little I know of these Hobgoblins, I can't imagine they would have buried them. There is too much respect in that act."
... Kudvathalas entered the camp and took a few moments to introduce himself to the hunter and the newcommers. He then summoned 10 goodberries and distributed them to those who seemed most hungry. ... As the leaders gathered and provided input, Kudvathalas listened and included his thoughts. "I think Cheshire has some great ideas. If we travel North far enough we might be able to get to my people. It is a very long journey though. In the meantime, maybe we can go to the Logging Thorp together, I don't think it's safe for us here any longer. Leaving a false trail could give us the time we need, I support that completely!"
Kudvathalas blinked widely as the arrow sank into his shield Thank Desna... He continued rushing forward toward the Hobgoblin.
While moving forward, Kudvathalas pulled his shield from his back and was prepared to use it.
Following Cheshire's instructions, Kudvathalas moves towards the Hobgoblin, and said "Desna, light the way so others may see!"
Kudvathalas moved towards the leader, barely seeing him through the trees. Once he was close enough he once again drew icy winds to his fingertips and sent them towards the Hobgoblin.
Kudvathalas crouched low in the underbrush and saw the others had done likewise. He watched as Katra turned and ran back to the party She is either very brave, or very foolhardy, perhaps both.... Desna's magic was still collected at his fingertips, ready to be released as soon as the others sprung to attack.
Kudvathalas nods silently to Katra's plan as he moves around to the left, as quietly as possible, keeping his distance from the Hobgoblins.
He quietly spoke to Desna, and called forth the icy winds to his fingertips, ready to strike during the ambush.
Kudvathalas sighed. He hoped they would be able to catch a break, but alas, the treefort had little of use. Perhaps they could travel to this Fort Trevalay if he could figure out where it was. He climbed out of the treehouse and thanked the Ettercap "Thank you, we will leave you in peace. As a way of saying thank you, I will leave you with a warning. There is an army scouring the forest. They will not hesitate to kill you. If you see hobgoblins, hide."
... Kudvathalas looked to his party and said "There is only one place left to check. Maybe we can travel for a few hours tonight until we find a good place to make camp. After, maybe we check up on the refugees on our way to the logging thorp? Also, do any of you know of Fort Trevalay?"
Kudvathalas bowed his head in respect to the creature and turned to the party. "It said that we can search the treehouse, but then we must leave. I don't know if this would be any better shelter for the refugees than the hunter's cabin. It is too small, and the surrounding terrain is unforgiving. What are your thoughts?"
Kudvathalas nodded and lowered his head in respect. "Thank you for allowing us into your space. I apologize for what we did to your companions, we only seek to survive. I don't mean to ask too much, but is there anything that may have been left behind that you don't need? Tools? Weapons?"
As he waits for a response he quietly says to the rest of the party
Kudvathalas raises his hands, palms forward in a calm gesture. He looks to the rest of the party. "It is speaking the language of the spiders, and I can understand it. Let us try to end this peacefully." He looked back to the ettercap, "We fought to defend ourselves, we are friends of the Fangwood. We are running, being chased. We are looking for a safe place to hide. Have you seen any of the rangers recently? More people like us, that live in there." Kudvathalas points to the treehouse.
Kudvathalas looked at Sarya and nodded "I thought we may come across a situation that required this, so in my meditations this morning I asked for this gift. I'm not sure if this is a beast, so it might not work."
Kudvathalas stands back, watching the tree-line. The spider-like creature still hadn't attacked the party, so he would not cause it any more harm until it did. Following Sarya's queue he tried to greet the creature in the languages he knew "Hello, we mean you no further harm if you do not mean us any harm." Kuvathalas said this first in Elvish, then repeated it in Sylan, and finally Druidic. He waited for an answer.
Kudvathalas continued to back towards the bridge, and released another gust of wind, this time at the remaining spider. The spider man hadn't attacked, so he was regretting causing it damage.
Disappointed that he waited too long to cast his spell, Kudvathalas turned and faced the new threat. He thought back, wondering if he had ever learned about something like this.
Hearing his companions, he moved northward, towards the bridge, and called upon the winds of the unseelie Court. He held the spell at his fingertips, waiting until the new creature took any hostile actions towards him or his party. "Desna, protect us from this foul creature if it means us any harm."
Kudvathalas was surprised to see the spiders jump out of the trees. Surely the rangers would have cleared these out... He peered at them and attempted to identify them.
Kudvathalas knew this species well, and shared what he had learned with his companions. Knowing this could be a challenging battle, Kudvathalas brought to mind the words of a spell that could turn the tide.
He listened to Cheshire and tilted his head "Have you been to Kyonin? I've never been myself, but hope to someday make the trip. Sarya, how often do you go back?"
When they arrived at the hunter's cabin he summoned and distributed 10 more goodberries before assissting the refugees in making shelter. Kudvathalas offered to take first watch and allow the others to sleep. He sat and thought about what else he could do to help these poor people. If we could make it deep into the central Fangwood, my people would surely take them in, but even today's travel was difficult for some. It's too far until we are better prepared After his watch he knelt at his bed roll and entered his trance for the evening, hoping for guidance from Desna.
"These are goodberries. They are a gift from Desna. They may not look like much, but one will provide enough sustinence for a day. They will only last one day before they perish. Take one, and I will hand out the others. I will make an effort to provide some of these every day if I am here and able." Kudvathalas then walked around the makeshift camp, and handed out the remaining 9 berries to the refugees.
Kudvathalas searched for food on their way back to the refugees
... Kudvathalas knelt next to the body and shook his head. "Why do they chase us? What threat are we to an army? It seems so senseless."
"May your final rest be peaceful." He looked up to Sarya and Katra and smiled slightly "Well done."
Kudvathalas lifts the weapons from the wall and hands them to his allies, or stows them if nobody else wants them.
Kudvathalas repeats his prayers to his diety. Hoping this creature will stop permanently.
Kudvathalas uttered a quiet prayer to Desna "Mother of Dreams, put this poor man out of his misery. Nobody deserves the curse of underneath." Wintery winds gathered around his arm and shot forth as he extended his hand towards the wight.
Kudvathalas watched as the undead hunter burst from the doorway, and the details fell into place. That lynx must have been this man's companion while he still lived. The poor beast was loyal to the end... at least it is now at rest.
Kudvathalas didn't share his companion's light mood. Something was still bothering him, something that wasn't quite right about that poor beast. Kudvathalas cautiously approached the cabin, searching the ground for tracks, paying special attention for anything made by something other than the lynx they slew.
Kudvathalas sighed and looked at Cheshire "Yes, these beasts are usually shy. I don't know why this one is as aggressive as it is. Any chance of diplomacy, however small, has now passed. I have a feeling this beast may not be alone here. Perhaps it is somebody... or something's companion." Kudvathalas watched the lynx bite deeply into Sarya's flesh, despite her defensive wards. He gestures with his butterfly totem and calls the winds of the winter court to his hand before sending it towards the rabid beast.
Kudvathalas scanned the trees to see if he could spot the creature.
Kudvathalas continued to send the icy winds of winter towards the plant. Surely it must fall soon!
Kudvathalas watched as Cheshire backed away then he turned his attention to the vine. It had already chosen Katra as its next target. Sighing slightly, Kudvathalas called upon the winds of winter, uttering a quiet prayer to Desna. He hoped to put an end to the chaos created by this carnivorous plant.
Kudvathalas watched the vine grasping Cheshire get slashed by Sarya. He took the opportunity to grab the gnome and pull him away from the plant as far as he could. He crouched down and spoke into his ear.
Kudvathalas stood and extended his hand to the awakened gnome.
"Cheshire!" Kudvathalas cried in alarm. He saw the terrible wound left by the carnivorous plant, and knew his companion wouldn't be able to take another hit like that. His rest had awakened something within him. He felt a warm summer breeze brush across his skin, smelled blooming flowers and clean air. He took a deep breath and harnessed the power in his right hand, washing Cheshire in the power of the Summer Court. +1 Temporary hp As Cheshire's wounds closed before his eyes, Kudvathalas called forth familiar winter winds and let them loose on the attacking plant. "Desna, we still have much to do. Stay these tendrils, so we may continue down your path."
Kudvathalas stopped in his tracks as the plant began entangling the party. He searched his memory to see if he recognized their attacker.
He quickly called the winds of winter to his hand and let loose a gust towards the base of the vine, hoping to slow it's attacks.
"Desna, lend us your aid to keep these people safe if we are not able to do it ourselves"
Kudvathalas nodded at Sarya's idea. "Yes, that would be wise. Some among them seem to know their way around a weapon. If they have weapons, that would be a good start. I can also build some hides for them. Use the natural materials to blend them into the surroundings."
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