Magmoria takes charge of the old man as they walk.
"So did you know that fellow we fought? Any idea where this passage will take us?"
She will keep quietly questioning the fellow as they progress.
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Magmoria looks at the odd iron object, then shrugs her shoulders. "Yes, we should examine the tunnel."
Mags moves forward to search the body of the fallen mage, but also to look down his escape tunnel for any 'nasty' surprises.
Seeing their enemy trying to escape, Magmoria moves forward to stand beside Dasim. As he throws his dart, she throws her final enchanted stone. Attack:
Moving cautiously forward, Magmoria throws another of the stones at the mysterious man. Attack:
Slow Save: Reaching into the pouch at her waist, Magmoria withdraws three smooth river pebbles. She mutters a few mystic words over the rocks and then throws one of them at the unknown spellcaster. Magic Stone:
Mags moves forward, calling upon her nature powers to enchant her staff.
Mags is very interested in the stones and walks over to the closest one, trying to 'feel' if they have any connection to the natural world..or if they are something altogether different.
Mags follows behind Dasim, intrigued as she has never heard of such a thing as these stones before.
"Moving stones! I would very much like to see this phenomenon. Is it safe to enter?"
Know: Nature:
"Are you hurt grandfather? Do you need help getting back to the surface?" The Goliath continues to question the old man.
Mags stops short as she sees the old man. She looks at the others and shrugs. "Sorry grandfather it is not Grund. I am Magmoria and these are my companions. What are you doing in such a place? Where are you from?"
Magmoria also steps forward and slams her staff into the bandit's midriff. Attack:
Mags slams her staff at the first bandit head that pokes its way out of the doorway, then proceeds to hammer away at the unfortunate until they go down. Attack (Surprise):
Damage: Normal Attack:
Mags bites her lip as she hears the fate of the rats, but is cheered by the fact they went down fighting for their home. Magmoria moves to the other side of the entryway, and murmuring a cantrip, enchants her staff for the coming battle.
Mags reaches forward and removes the rock from where it floatings and after looking it over, places it into her pack. "Just something to remind me of this place...if that is ok?"
Seeing the rock, Mags moves closer to examine it. Perhaps she can tell what type of rock it might be, or if it is natural or not. Nature(?):
Magmoria makes a quick search of the bodies before turning to the rats. She gestures thanks and leaves a small offering of dried meat to show her gratitude.
Animal Handling (Cha):
Animal Handling: When there is any question whether you can calm down a domesticated animal, keep a mount from getting spooked, or intuit an animal’s intentions, the DM might call for a Wisdom (Animal Handling) check. You also make a Wisdom (Animal Handling) check to control your mount when you attempt a risky maneuver.
"Perhaps I can talk to them first...save us from a fight if possible." Magmoria slowly moves forward and, using motions and sounds, attempts to convey to the creatures they just want to look at the remains, and not take the food away from them.
Mags hangs back a bit to try and 'feel' if this new area has anything to do with the feelings of dread she has been feeling.
Mags also slowly approaches the doors, her staff ready to attack or defend as needed.
Magmoria shifts back to her natural state as the last of the villagers are brought up. As the elders speak of the 'delivers' and 'stones', Mags looks around with curiosity to see what they are talking about.
Stopping at the edge of the pit, Magmoria's shape blurs and in her place stands a great mountain goat. It quickly hops down the ragged hole and lands beside Ziyad. She bleats and gestures for the villagers to climb upon her back. Once there she nimbly hops out of the hole.
Magmoria also slides out of the Inn late at night, but she returns to the wilds outside the confines of the town. There the Firbolg girl kneels down on the ground and begins to bring herself into connection with the moon. The air about her begins to sparkle as motes of dust are suddenly reflecting the light of the moon. In a flash, the druid is no longer there. In her place, a huge wolf has appeared. The creature looks about in a bit of surprise before it's lips pull back in what might have been a snarl or perhaps a smile. With a bound, the creature heads out into the wilderness to hunt... As the sun slowly begins to rise on the sleepy town, Magmoria awakes in a small bramble just outside of town. Her memories of her transformation are clear in her head and she gives a quick prayer to the moon for choosing her as its representative. She gets up and dusts herself off as she heads into the Inn for breakfast.
"If we are going to search then let's get it done and over with...this place still feels unnatural to me and I want to put it behind me as soon as possible! Perception:
Mags stays back to let the others have a clear shot at the necromancer, but she stays alert for any other 'surprises' he might have shambling around the place.
Current HP: 8/9 Mags also slams the skeleton. Attack:
Magmoria drops like a poleaxed steer, blood slowly oozing from the deep scratches made by the skeleton's jagged claws. Death Save:
Mags is rocked by the vicious blow from the skeleton, but quickly rallies and strikes back at the animated bones. Attack:
Thunderwave: Failed save pushed back 10' and full damage...save only take 1/2 damage and not pushed back. DC-15
Mags swings her staff at the undead figure, also hoping to take it down before the skeleton's arrive. With the assistance of Ziyad and his crab, she is able to land a near perfect strike. Attack:
Damage:
Magmoria moves forward and strikes at one of the creepy hands (red) Attack:
Mags thanks Tarandil for the healing. "That was an unlucky strike for me. Thank you for the healing. Let's go and put an end to this Lord of the Dead's plans!"
Shaking slightly from the brutal attack, Magmoria still swings at the undead beast with her staff. Attack:
Magmoria again strikes at the same zombie as Dasim, see how their last attack took out the undead abomination. Attack:
Mags enchants her staff and targets the same corpse as Dasim...hoping to down them quickly. Attack:
Initiative: Mags nods her head in agreement with Dasim and Ziyad. "Let us restore the natural process here and let these poor souls rest."
Magmoria slowly moves out with Rrath, her eyes still on the pile of dead. "Yeah, lets go the other way!!
Mags, seeing Dasim move forward with Rrath, moves to join Tarandil. "Do you think there is more undead in these caves? I sure hope not...not that I don't think we could take care of them, mind you, just I hate to see such desecration to the natural process of death." Magmoria continues to babble to try and cover her nervousness. While not loud, it is rather distracting.
Initiative: Magmoria once again enchants her staff and attempts to slam it into the zombie. Attack:
Seeing Rath crush the undead creature, Mags gives a sigh of relief. "With such a creature as the door warden for this complex, I am certain who...or whatever lives here is thoroughly corrupt and should be removed to bring harmony to the land!"
Init: Startled by the corpse's movement, Mags stops and stares in horror at the un-natural thing.
Magmoria moves up behind the others. The stench of unnatural death clogs her senses. Wrinkling her nose, she heads in with the others.
LOL...well unless we just happen to level up, Magmoria can only use either her Nature (+2) or Survival (+7) to help manage the group through the thorns...
Magmoria shakes her head at the antics of the wizard. "No! Do not start such a fire that you will not be able to control. Creatures use this brush for homes and food. Now dispel that fire...there are other ways of discovering what this land might hold!" As she speaks, she slowly transforms from her human disguise to her natural form. |