Oinos bathes the field of battle with vitality, healing the Kalli and harming the skeletons.
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Oinos looks to his companions: "Are we ready? I'm as ready as I can be, I think."
"Do you think that destroying Ekleios would put her shade to rest?" Oinos asks.
"A meteor fell onto this island, and we came to investigate--it must have some magical properties, as its passage raised spirits of the dead on our island," Oinos informs Merosyne. "It also evidently changed several of the naiads into trees, which we've sorted out." "We are heroes from Pol-Bailax: I'm Oinos, these are Kallistratos, Arfi-em-khet, and the Stranger."
"Ah, me. Sleeping! Well, time to wake up," Oinos concludes. "It's not safe on the island, and it's time to resolve your problems, anyway."
"I we have dealt with the goats already! I'm sure we have that wreath around here somewhere..." Oinos looks to his companions, who probably keep better track of such things than the hedonistic satyr.
"Hello, friend," Oinos greets the man. "I am Oinos, and these are my companions. We came to the island to investigate a falling star, but we have also stumbled into the story of the hero god Sophreista, and have vowed to help her and her followers find rest."
"Some foul mist floats in the air," Oinos tells everyone. "We should explore this island and leave as soon as possible."
"Now, now Phel," Oinos attempts to pull them away from the argument. "Let's get dinner together. Everyone talks better on a full stomach!"
"Come, come, little goat: That wreath must be so annoying and scratchy," Oinos bleats at the creature.
"Ah, what a greedy creature. It could have just avoided this whole confrontation," Oinos sighs. "Let's push on into the island."
"Wise and impressive Zepherides, we are merely guests on your island," Oinos counters. "In your mercy, won't you let us pass?"
"A story of tragedy, may we never see such betrayal," Oinos laments. "Should we attempt to wake Merosyne and tell her our plans? Or should we destroy Ekleios first?" The satyr asks his companions.
"We'll certainly use your help to do worthy deeds, and we'll make sure to spread word of your good works," Oinos promises.
"Ah, well personally my deepest goal is for everyone to coexist in harmony, sharing the bounty of the land at companionable feasts!" Oinos shares.
"We are heroes, you know. We just won the funeral games in honor of a potential Hero God! It didn't really work out for him, but I have high hopes for us!" Oinos waves his hand, presenting the crew to the scarred pegasus.
"We are here to solve problem, not cause them," Oinos attempts to assure the flying horse. [b]"We saw the falling star land here and we want to make sure it isn't causing any harm. It caused quite a stir back in the city."
"No one can read the will of the gods, and they clearly had a hand in that," Oinos says of the Stranger's transformation. "There's plenty of mouths in the camp that will be happy of a seafood dinner." "Let's check in with the rest of the expedition and drop off these supplies."
Oinos steps to the side and lets out a bleat of noise that shakes the crab.
Oinos heals Kalli, and lets the power of the vine flow over him, leaving a warm feeling in the corsair's stomach.
Oinos heals The Stranger, then strides up behind him.
"Almost through now, sailors! Ride the sea's broad back," Oinos encourages.
But he slips on the salty deck and falls slat on his face.
"Onward! Through the swells!"
"Come on: All pull together!" Oinos encourages the crew.
"Dikaios, glad to see you recovered," the satyr greets the rescued sailor. "Are your other shipmates well? What brings you to this expedition?"
"We can certainly handle it, I'm sure," Oinos assures the Stranger. "An interesting adventure, to find a sky-stone fallen to the earth."
"Spirits, follow your path!" Oinos calls to the unquiet dead. "This seems unnatural. Likely that comet has something to do with it." Oinos flings out a hand and a wave of vital energy washs out over Arfi and the spirits within 30 ftt.
Steep Slope:
Oinos does his best to guide Arfi down the course.
Oinos casts heal on Arfi, then moves up behind the Stranger.
"Oh my! Calm down, Akki!" Oinos casts elysian whimsy on the raging competitor.
Scene 1: Caught Amidst the Bedlam
Scene 2: Artful Opportunity
Scene 3: Called Out->Underhanded Foe
So many rolls:
In order to distract from his cowardice, he tries to cast the crowd's attention onto one of the fighters using dirt tactics. Avoid Wounds
Oinos prides himself on always having a snack at hand--he hasn't been hungry in years. "Eat this," the satyr encourges, feeding the spirit more life energy.
"Quiet spirit! Taste life and sleep deeply!" Oinos channels some healing energy at the spirit, hoping to counter its aggresive anger.
"Ah, excellent ingredients, Arfi," Oinos complements. He practically hops around the room on his cloven hooves. "Fitting for a send-off meal, and plenty for everyone."
"If the shades starved to death, we should be able to sate its hunger with a big meal," Oinos suggests. "We can give it Kalli and Arfi's, shares. They probably won't eat yet for days." The satyr grins at his teammates in genuine admiration. "Ataiosiphon, can you fetch us supplies for a fine feast? We can handle the cooking, and dealing with the spirit."
"The gods will take care of your punishment, Ataiosiphon, but it is unfair to that spirit to let it linger here in the mortal world," Oinos chastises his fellow competitor. "We should try to put it to rest, if we can."
"An inspiring display! If only I had been able to participate longer. Hail to the feast!" Oinos cheers for Kalli and Arfi.
"Ah, finally a contest after my own heart!" Oinos rejoices. "Feasting together is the soul of Iblydos." The satyr bellies up to the table, and tries to de-vein his shrimp:
"As delicious as you are deadly, little guy!" he confides to the ready-to-eat crustacean.
"Oh my, that is more filling than I thought!"
Seeing how much food he has left, and how little time he has to eat it, he goes for the gusto!
"Ah, me. So much food, and so little of me!" the satyr laments, placing hands on his aching tummy.
Oinos waves to the surprisingly peaceful maritime creatures before hopping back in the chariot. "Ah, second place! Not too bad, considering we also saved three lives on the way," he comments at the medal ceremony.
"Please tell her we are happy to release you," Oinos tells the helpful octopus. "We'll make sure the fishermen leave you alone."
"Wait, friends," Oinos puts out a cautioning hand. "Octopi are quite intelligent. Maybe we can talk them down." The satyr raises his small voice and shouts over the waves: "Hello! We aren't trying to eat you. We just want to save some sailors from drowning. We'll let you go in peace!"
The rat lives to bite again, Oinos concentrates on his spell and it attacks the reefclaw. for
The satyr himself flings darts of metal at the creature. for
Oinos summons an adorable giant rat to attack the closest reefclaw.
"Onward, then. Out of the flaming fields and into Gozreh's bathtub," Oinos urges the survivor to guide the way.
"I'm hungry for glory, but we should help mariners if they are in trouble," Oinos says. "I'd rather be known as a rescuer than for driving horses."
Oinos whispers to the horses, "Run now, you sons of the sea. Crash down upon the shores of Bailax!"
Oinos looks down at the puzzle box: "Drat whatever sphinx-minded villain invented this thing." He tries to twist it just right to pop the lock.
It takes a few tries, but he gets it!
Oinos will try to remember what he can about previous races.
"A toast: To the Kleos Athanatoi and all wwho ply the waves!" Oinos celebrates ethusiastically, pulling a pouch of wine out from somewhere.
Oinos watches the competition from the shoreline. "I do love a good sardine. But, I like to keep my hooves on solid ground."
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