I'm going to be pretty swamped for the next week, so my posting may be spottier than usual if things pick up.
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Wydell points to the north Northeast and says "Last I knew, there was a village a few days walk called Sutgart. Maybe it's fared better than this one. I'm sure there will be people who need our help, one way or the other. We can forage and hunt as we go, the land should provide."
"Those two are the Drakenwolves, Dante and Saoirse. The "devilry's" name is Cuélebre. And I believe the big ugly one already introduced 'isself and the smelly one. It's a pleasure, Miss Leili, and I hope you find some comfort within our motley little group."
"No sense in leavin' a job half done." He gazes around at the village. But yes, this one seems about finished. For now, at least. While we could rebuild, I agree it makes more sense to find more survivors, save more people. And the gods gave us feet for a reason, let's use 'em." As he cinches up his pack, something appears to bother him. He takes a few steps outside of town, then turns back around and faces the kiranae woman and gives her a short bow. "Before we go though, I think we skipped the formal introductions. I'm Wydell, as you've heard, servant of Lunathre and all around fixer-upper. What's your name, I can't keep just calling you 'miss'"
"Not unless you can make it fly, miss."
"Might be wise to keep him close for now, lad. We don't know what else might be lurking out there."
Wydell sticks his stick through his belt and rummages through his pack to find some wandermeal. He breaks off a piece and hands it to her along with his waterskin. "Here, lass. It's dry and there ain't much flavor to it, but it'll fill your belly. We'll hunt for some nicer food later."
Thanks for the update, but it's totally encouraged to look after yourself first! A GM (or player for that matter) running themself ragged isn't doing anyone any good.
"You're made of much sterner stuff than me, miss. Burns like this, I'd be weeping on the ground like a wee lad. Let's get these patched up.
Are there any bodies of villagers lying around?
"She's quite nice to those she likes, and she likes most that don't want to burn the world down. Now, let's take a look at those hands of yours." Wydell gives Cuélebre's arm a pat once they get close to the Kiranae woman, then gets out his healer's kit in preparation and attempts to perform a heal check to see how badly she's doing.
Wydell stands up from his crouch and swings his slingstaff down from it's readied position to use as a walking stick. He offers an arm out to Cuélebre before he starts following along. "Dreadful time it is here, ma'am, what that we can't be too careful. Are you injured at all, or is anyone else around injured? We can help."
Wydell fights the instinct to greet her immediatrly and focuses his detect magic scan on the newcomer.
"On your toes, ladies and gents. I'm detecting lingering Evocation magic from around the same time as the light show earlier. Probably what caused this devastation, and it might be masking more. Or whatever caused it might still be lurking about"
Wydell will cast it regardless and scan with it as Magrun and Rimeclaw advance.
Wydell grins and pats Dante on the knee. "That's the spirit.
Wydell smiles at Dante's expense. "Ahhh, but some problems are beyond the reach of even the gods, and we just have to learn to live with them." He hefts up his slingstaff and loads a cold iron bullet as he glances back at the village. "By all means, go ahead. We'll back you up."
Once the others catch up, Wydell greets them with a mock-salute. "Glad to see you're all in one piece after that little light show. Anything that needs patched up? I seem to have meself together as well. We're doing a sight better than that town over there, he says as he motions around the tree that he's sitting against. "Burned out by the looks of it, but I heard something lurkig about when I stuck me head up. Didn't catch sight of it though, so best be prepared for anything."
I'm here, but I didn't want to drive the action too far forward before the Drakenwolves had a chance to jump in.
Startled, Wydell drops prone and crawls forward to extinguish and examine the arrow. Seeing the head broken off, he looks back to where the arrow came from. Staying low, he first makes an exagerrated motion of putting a finger up in front of his mouth, then puts the hand up facing toward himself and fans it back and forth towards himself a few times, motioning to come quietly. He then leans close against one of the trees to try to set himself up to find where the distubrance came from.
Something to look forward to in the future then.
I almost hate to ask, but...Rimeclaw doesn't know the Fetch trick, does he? XD
Spoiler: Wydell heads towards the building, keeping an eye out for danger on the way in.
Spoiler:
Wydell stays low in the grass and attempts to sneak towards the treeline and the smoke rising beyond it.
Wydell groggily stretches as the cool air begins to overcome the comforting darkness of sleep. As the sunlight invades his eyes he bolts upright, catalyzed by the memory of all-consuming bright. He scrabbles around in the grass for a moment as he takes stock of his current disposition, staying low amongst the blades as best he can.
Checking in, but also notifying that I'm on vacation through this Sunday and may not be able to keep up for these first few days.
Likewise! Good luck everyone.
This is zefig, I've finished my submission for Wydell, Altruan vagabond Warpriest of Lunathre. Regarding Wydell:
3 days pre-Scouring The old man scratches his chin for a moment before answering the question. "Wydell. Sure, I seen 'im. Little fella, an Altruan yeah? Had a wide-brimmed hat and that carved-up walking stick. Yeah, he came through 'ere, bout a week past. 'E was only here three days but I expect the whole town could say something about 'im. Fixed up me fence wot's been broken for the past decade, but filched two bags of me cherries walkin' away from it, he did." The old man's face screws up in annoyance for a moment, then softens. "'E helped out half the town too, but took wot rewards 'e pleased. Killed the wolf wot's been eating Gregor's chickens with a rock from that stick of his. Blessed by Ethalder that shot was. Shot like that, we asked 'im why he 'adn't marched off with all the soldiers. The lad just smiled and said that weren't 'is calling, and he was buying drinks so we didn't press. That why yer here asking after 'im, is it?" The old man casts a measuring glance and takes a long drink from his mug before deciding he's not likely to receive an answer. "Well, eventually he got run out of town. Duggard drove 'is cart into a ditch and it took 'is horse with it, and that Wydell lad fixed up the both of 'em, good as new. Duggard offered the lad his barn for the night. He went to check on the cows come midnight and nearly killed the lad when he found 'is eldest girl coming back from the barn. All told though, I expect he did more good than harm here, despite what Duggard'll tell ye. Either way, I've a hard time swallowing that he done something as bad as you say he 'as, Inquisitor." The man finishes his drink and leaves the table to rejoin his friends. The Crunch: Wydell Male Altruan Warpriest 3 CG Small humanoid (halfling) Init +3; Senses Perception +4 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 21, touch 14, flat-footed 18 (+6 armor, +1 shield, +1 size, +0 deflection, +3 Dex, +0 natural, +0 dodge) hp 24(3d8+6) Fort +6 Ref +5 Will +6 (+2 against curses, hexes, and illusions) -------------------- Offense -------------------- Speed 15 ft. Melee Masterwork Sling Staff +4(1d3) Ranged Masterwork Sling Staff +8 (1d6+4, x3, 80 ft) Special Attacks Startoss Comet: As a standard action, you can make a single ranged thrown weapon attack at your full attack bonus with the chosen weapon. If you hit, you deal damage normally and can make a second attack (at your full attack bonus) against a target within one range increment of the first. You determine cover for this attack from the first target’s space instead of your space. Special Abilities
Spells (CL 3, Concentration +5)
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