Prilla manages to gain some height thanks to her energised wings and her oracle curse. With that height, she fires a Moonbeam at Blue
rsa:1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 1 = 31fire/silver:4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 5, 3) = 16
And gravity releases half it's hold on Prilla ((clumsy 2))
Sir. I suspect we will end up having to fight you anyway, cause ... well, I don't think our superiors would think highly of us if we acquiesced to either of those ... erm ... requests.
She looks around the group. Unless someone has a better idea or knows something I do not.
Even though gravity is partially ignoring Prilla because of her minor oracle curse, making her enfeebled (1), she energizes her wings(1a), and uses the curse to her advantage to gain some vertical height.
She then fires another Moonbeam at the Queen
rsa:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20fire/silver:4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 1, 5) = 14
Two focus points spent and she is now more enfeebled(2). She also only weighs half as much.
Prilla winces at the hit that Fiddlesticks just took and casts a third level 1 two action heal before conjuring up the Shield again.
healing:1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Prilla nods at Slipp, flexing her wings. I could try to Fly across but ... I don't think I'd make it. Not here anyway. Something to do with power to weight ratio - and lift.
Prilla is a small sized pixie sprite, (standing 2ft 1" tall) even shorter than a halfling, had managed to get her wings working long enough to flutter up to the seat of a nearby chair where she is currently standing on. She wears a skirt and top that makes it look like she is wearing a flower.
As Slipp plays the flute she attempts to perform a midair dance, using her wings for maneuvering before landing back upon the chair. She also looks rather alarmed at the boar.
Hi she says a bit bashfully. I'm Prilla. Cosmic Oracle.
That's exactly what I'm planning on doing. Maybe the wings won't be helping with flight but they might provide stability - besides, a pixie with flapping wings looks more normal.
Prilla is a pixie sprite cosmic oracle with Evanescent Wings. At what level of curse would enable her to use those wings to fly as she gets lighter. If so, what would be the flight movement speed?
Carrying Capacity Light 0-33 lb. Medium 34-67 lb. Heavy 68-100 lb.
Current Load Carried 14 lb.
Money 0 GP 0 SP 0 CP
Background:
When you're a goblin, you're generally left to a life of picking through garbage for stuff, eating pickled foods, and lighting things on fire. For Frazzle, fire was the most perfect thing in the world. It warmed you up, cooked your food, and when properly applied, could clean for you. Frazzle's love a fire would eventually lead him to the discovery of Sarenrae, the most beautiful and fiery longshank that he'd ever heard of. This led to an initial fascination, which quickly evolved into adoration. Only later, upon forcefully questioning a merchant, did he learn of her doctrine. Following his feelings, he devoted himself to not stabbing people who didn't deserve it, trying to help people who deserved it, and not lighting houses on fire.
Appearance and Personality:
Frazzle is relatively short by goblin standards, sitting at a wee 2 feet and four inches. His skin is a mottled green with shades of brown mixed in and his eyes are a pair of beady little orange balls. He has no hair to speak of on his body, but he does happen to wear a halfling sized wig on his head neatly groomed in a ruddy brown color. His scholar's robes are kept in a decent condition with the hood pulled up constantly. The ornate mask he wears is that of the sarenite holy symbol placed over a wide background. His personality is a little better than you'd expect. He tries to be nice and friendly, though he's still learning about being a good person. He tries to be helpful to people and keep out of trouble, though he doesn't mind handling trouble if it finds him.
