Levvy just nods politely to the guard. Neddy peaks out from under her robes.
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Levvy smiles and speaks a couple more words to the orc. Orc:
"Thank you." She turns to the others. "The dagger was a message for a half-orc from Freedom Town. A broken dagger means a failed attack, and an unbroken one a successful attack. He says he doesn't know the name of the half-orc."
Levvy nods. "Starting to get somewhere," she tells the others, then readdresses the orc. Orc: "Okay, that's a start. What was the message? What does the dagger mean? And who was the message for?"
Orc: "Tell us your orders then. My friend's getting itchy with his sword. You might find yourself face down in the mud with it stuck in your back otherwise. And your friends will learn you're a coward, whether you are one or not. But you could avoid both those fates if you just tell us what you were doing."
"He's returning the insult and calling us cowards," Levvy says for the benefit of those who don't speak Orc. "He's also demanding we face him fairly." She turns to the orc and speaks to it. Orc:
"We already did the fair fight. You lost. Now you wish to compound your loss by begging us to release you? And you deny cowardice? Answer our questions and maybe we won't tell anyone how you begged for mercy."
"Other than an ability to momentarily daze a creature, no, I'm afraid not," Levvy replies.
Levvy slows down a little as she gets in closer, but otherwise continues to move up towards the others.
Levvy keeps running to catch up. Neddy pokes his head out from Levvy's cloak and just watches the scenery go by.
Levvy is a little dismayed at how far ahead everyone's getting. She runs as fast as she can to catch up. Neddy just enjoys the ride and keeps delaying.
Levvy completes the casting of the spell on Dorn. Instead of taking out the scroll she was planning to, she moves forward to catch up a bit to the others.
"Dorn, I'm going to increase your size so you can do a little extra damage." Levvy says. She casts enlarge person on him. It will last 5 minutes. She then retrieves her scroll of glitterdust and has it ready in hand.
"I'm afraid what I have left is pretty much the opposite of what's needed for an ambush. I can make someone grow extra large or surround us all in mist. Both would be rather conspicuous. "On the matter of the dagger, I think swapping it is overly risky. We don't know the code they're using. For all we know, a broken dagger could mean, don't kill all the kids in the orphanage, while a whole one means to slaughter them all. If we want to cause confusion, we'd be better off removing the dagger entirely as the absence of a dagger probably doesn't have any meaning at all."
Levvy moves as cautiously as she can, but it's not quite as good as some of the others.
Levvy pauses in her identifying as she comes across the unexpected letter. She unrolls it and reads it. She knows Common, Dwarvish, Giant, Goblin, Orc, and Sylvan. If it's not in one of those languages, she frowns and asks the rest of the group if anyone can read it.
"I've exhausted most of my spells for the day as well," Levvy says. "But we do have a bunch of scrolls to go through here, Mahath. Perhaps if we take a bit of time to go through them before heading out, we might find some that will be useful to us."*looks at casters' character sheets* No one ever prepares read magic..... That's because Spellcraft can do it all. Sure, you might get some bad rolls, but you can always try again the next day. I'm not sure how many are needed, so here's a whole bunch of Spellcraft rolls. :)
"I've exhausted most of my spells for the day as well," Levvy says. "But we do have a bunch of scrolls to go through here, Mahath. Perhaps if we take a bit of time to go through them before heading out, we might find some that will be useful to us."
"Friend of yours?" Levvy asks Marikel.
Levvy pulls out a potion of cure moderate wounds and hands it to Marikel without comment. She goes with him to look at the crates. "I'm not an expert in alchemy," she says, "but these look like they could be useful. We should get them back into town. It'll be difficult moving both them and the catapult though. We should move them out of the way and deal with the catapult first, I suppose." She calls out to Dorn, "Dorn! You look strong. Help us move these crates!" She then starts hefting crate aside if she can.
Levvy ceases casting her spell. "Ah, I guess that's no longer necessary," she says. "We should make certain there are no more orcs in the vicinity and take care of this catapult."
"Word of warning, Marikel," Levvy whispers over the bond, "I'm going to make you about as big as the giant to even out the odds a little. Then she starts to cast a spell.
The fiery glow in Neddy's eyes fades away and he ducks back under Levvy's cloak.
"I'm running out of options," Levvy whispers to the others. "They keep resisting everything I throw at them." Then she tries another spell.
Neddy keeps his fiery gaze centred on the giant.
Levvy turns to look towards the approaching giant. "Let it get within 30 feet before rushing it," she says to the others loud enough that Dorn can hear as well as those in the message spell. "I need it close for my magic to work."
Neddy, his eyes still burning intensely, turns his gaze in the direction of the giant.
Levvy casts her spell and then her rat pokes his head out from under her cloak. The rat's eyes burn like fire. Neddy turns his gaze on the orc.
Levvy gulps at the sight of the approaching tusked creature. She backs away from the orc by her and intones the words of a spell. Her eyes begin to burn like flames and she turns her gaze on the orc.
Levvy curses quietly at the orc's resistance to her hex. "Fine, try this," she mutters and casts a spell. .
Levvy uses misfortune on Orc 3.
"I'm going to come up the other side," Levvy whispers to the others. She crosses over the difficult terrain and squeezes between the northern rocks.
Levvy continues to do her best to follow along quietly while also not losing sight of Alica.
"We'd better catch up, we're falling behind," Levvy whispers to Mahath. Hoping the orcs are occupied enough to not notice, she hurries after Alicia.
"So we are," Levvy whispers in response. She follows Mahath.
"Once the orcs respond, we should begin our approach," Levvy whispers to the others in the link.
Levvy will cast message.
"It sounds like a good plan," Levvy says. "Just be careful not to rush in too fast before the rest of us can get in to back you up."
"We can help," Levvy answers. "We are both accomplished spellcasters, though we use different methods. I, for one, would like to accompany you. But oh, no need to call me Miss Levvy. Just Levvy will be fine."
After carefully examining each potion, Levvy singles two of them out. "These two are definitely healing potions," she says. "The other three are probably healing potions, though I can't say absolutely for sure."
"If those are healing potions, make sure everyone gets one. I have almost exhausted Iomedae's virtue for today.[/b] Levvy will take the potions and examine them.
Levvy nods and responds in Dwarven. Then she stares intently at Dorn for a moment before smiling and saying, "Okay, let's get to the catapult and deal with more orcs!" The rat ducks back under her cloak. Dwarven: "That's good. I'll trust that he listens to you."
Levvy nods a couple of times as Dorn goes on about his bird. When he finishes she turns to Dorn and says, "He doesn't eat rats, does he? He better not eat rats." As she speaks, the head of a small black rat peeks out from under her cloak.
Levvy takes the scrolls, but shakes her head at the potion. "I don't want to use up the last of your healing potions. I have my own. But thank you. I'm Levvy. That's Mahath." She places the scrolls into her pack and pulls out a potion. "We can go through these scrolls a little later when there's more time," she tells Mahath. She then drinks the potion.
"There's a catapult at the Barterstones," Levvy says. "We need people to help take it out."
"Much better now, thank you," Levvy says to the patrolman. She turns her gaze towards the last remaining orc and calls out in Orcish. Orcish:
"It's about time your luck ended too!"
Clutching at her wounded arm, Levvy steps back away from the orcs attacking her. "Time for your luck to run out!" she gasps at the orc still nearest her. Under her breath, she adds, "And hopefully not mine as well."
At the sight of the orcs, Levvy takes a deep breath and moves forward on the unsuspecting orcs. She holds out her hands in front of her and casts a spell. Jets of flame streak over the orcs. She then braces for when they will inevitably come at her.
Navior here. The character is done and ready for review! |