Perhaps we should draw them out here, rather than trying to fight them as we attempt to clear the doorway. She is studying the collapsed doorway as she speaks.
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Wraith looses another arrow at one of the creatures assaulting Gwen.
Wraith switches her targeting to one of the creatures harassing Gwen:
Wraith fires another arrow at her target:
Wraith pulls her bow and follows Finlogan's example, shooting the creature on the ceiling.
Wraith blinks at Gwen, then shakes her head. Attacking the unknown is rarely a good idea. Sometimes, it's the worst thing you can do - and, if you actually do attack, often the last thing you do.
If fighting it - or them - is something we decide to do, then bringing the battle into the light makes sense. But are we sure that's what we want to do?
I wonder when this fractured. Wraith muses. If the circle was confining something here when the fracture occurred, perhaps whatever was being held got loose. Depending on the timing, it may help explain the disappearance of the animals.
Wraith scouts the room, searching for hidden dangers both environmental and from creatures. She also checks down the hallway to the north, venturing in about 20 feet (assuming she believes it to be relatively safe - no traps or creatures found, and no imminent cave-ins) and returning, as well as carefully peering through the doorway to the east.
Wraith watches the fire warily, not wanting to get burned. She hesitates to enter the proscribed area, but eventually steps in. Backing away from the fire, she joins Finlogan, Teo, and Naia at the strange tree. What have you found? she asks, still keeping an eye on the fire.
Wraith takes up a position on the perimeter, trying to keep alert for threats from both inside and outside the restricted area. Someone should keep watch out here.
Wraith keeps an eye (and ear) out for danger, walking around the area to get an overview of the entire setup.
Seeing her target fall, Wraith sheaths her sword and scoops up her bow, nocking an arrow, ready to fire.
Wraith scrambles back, just out of reach of the creature, dropping her bow and drawing her longsword.
Wraith looses another arrow at the same creature as before:
Wraith snaps off a shot at the leading monster.
Wraith stays back a bit, watching and listening to the others talking. She stands relaxed but alert, frequently turning away from the conversation to scan the surroundings.
Wraith simply watches, content to let the others do the talking.
If asked for specifics, Wraith will gladly give some: Specifics, on request: Between here and the swamps is some varied terrain: foothills, grasslands, and finally the swamps. We may encounter some large cats or other such predators in the grasslands, and the wetlands have both creature and terrain hazards. Expect to encounter semiaquatic creatures such as alligators and venomous snakes, as well as patches of deep muck and quicksand. We may also find a wandering shaman or band of nomads, but there's really no permanent settlements in that area. Too unstable to build on. Since nobody really cares about that area, politically speaking, the only laws there are things such as "might makes right" and "if I have it, it must be mine".
Wraith nods supportively, chiming in to correct or add information, and agrees that heading south to investigate further would be a logical next course of action.
Wraith silently accepts the invitation, claiming a seat and settling in. She waits for the others to speak first, observing what's happening.
Wraith scoops up her share and pockets it. Anything else we might be able to help you with, Tokor?
Wraith shrugs at Teo's comment. Hazards of the profession. Things happen. Nobody died, and we had plenty of time for a safe rest. Thus, no trouble.
No trouble. You shouldn't have any problems with missing or delayed shipments for a while. We've dealt with the bandits who were causing you trouble.
Wraith shakes her head at the conflicting directions the conversation - interrogation? - is taking and begins to assist Gwen rebuilding the carts.
Wraith tries to calm the woman, as well as all the other terrified folks. We understand. If any authorities need to know of your involvement, we will make sure you are not punished for trying to stay alive and feed your families. I see no reason to volunteer information concerning your involvement; the blame for this belongs to Vekk and his associates. She pauses a moment. Did he have any associates? Anyone he took orders from or made plans with?
Largely ignoring the people, Wraith takes in the scene. Determining there are no immediate lethal threats, she investigates the books and papers on the makeshift table.
Having taken down the primary threat and seeing Gwen down, Wraith abandons her hiding place and attempts to stabilize her companion.
Wraith steps out of hiding and fires an arrow at the mage. She then moves to break line of sight with the mage while still being able to pop out for another shot.
Wraith, seeing her companions enter the cave, will move closer, still trying to stay hidden. Other than that, she's waiting for a better and clearly hostile target.
Wraith takes up a post behind cover where she can still see what's going on and easily pop out for a surprise shot.
Then let's see about locating a backdoor.
I would prefer to wait outside, hidden, if we are attempting to draw them out. I fight better at range than hand to hand. Otherwise, your plan seems good.
Wraith nods at Finlogan. We will not go far. When her scouting companion is ready and the others settled in to wait, Wraith slips into the shadows and creeps forward.
We also need to be cautious. We don't know who or what confiscated these wagons, nor how many of them are there. Until we have more information, we need to assume the worst. Who else will scout the area with me?
Wraith nods agreement. Then perhaps we should follow them. They should lead us to the missing shipment. After making sure she has all her gear properly stowed, she sets off, following the tracks.
Wraith has no interest in chasing the creatures, but she does rush over to Naia, scooping up the potion on the way. She carefully feeds her fallen comrade the potion and waits for results.
Why won't this thing just DIE!? Or at least leave me alone!
Take another two handed swing at my attacker. Melee. I hate melee combat. Why didn't I move further away before I got bit?
Wraith swings her longsword with both hands at the creature snapping at her ankles.
Wraith stows her longbow and draws her sword, swinging at the creature at her feet.
nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 Wraith melts into the trees, pulling out her bow. stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
They will make excellent examples, but no. It was that one. Sen points to Uran, hoping he still has a weapon hidden within easy reach.
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