Elgan, back in elf form, absent-mindedly grabs Reise's arm and casts healing magic on it. He then uses the same grip to move the taller mage out of the way so he can approach the sea-elf beauty.
"'Scuze me, Don' you go an' mind dem none now. Dey's city-folk, an' dey's all bustin wit' curiosity. Ah don' t'ink dey realize dat yo needs ta git back down ta da ocean. Le's jes' git you downstairs, when ya is recover'in in da sea-water, den ya kin answer any fool questions dat ya all feels like. May I help yah?"
The wood elf's reactions seem to be quite out of the ordinary for his usual behavior of standing back and watching the rest of you interact, but his desire to assist the young lady seems genuine.
Ah don' t'ink dey realize dat yo needs ta git back down ta da ocean. Le's jes' git you downstairs, when ya is recover'in in da sea-water,
"Hey! First thing I did - after I got her out of those chains - was offer to get her to water!" exclaims Beldan, feeling indignant and unappreciated. "Not my fault she likes talking to me, grumble, grumble..."
Ah don' t'ink dey realize dat yo needs ta git back down ta da ocean. Le's jes' git you downstairs, when ya is recover'in in da sea-water,
"Hey! First thing I did - after I got her out of those chains - was offer to get her to water!" exclaims Beldan, feeling indignant and unappreciated. "Not my fault she likes talking to me, grumble, grumble..."
"Ken? Elgan has charm, Beldan - aw ye goot is a bonnie coopon."
"Ritty race!"
" ... understand the dog better than him (grumble grumble) ... and who's this Ken guy anyway? "
Beldan stops grumbling and tries to pick up where he left off:
"Alright Miss Ocean, let's go down, I mean, let's get you wet, I mean, oh, let's just go."
It wasn't going well.
Thank you Becton and Elgan for the much needed help. I thought the arm might be getting infected and could pose an issue. I am now feeling much better.
Gittik staggers to his feet from where he was lying next to the headless corpse of the wizard (and where he had been left unconscious by his supposed fellow party members - shortist bastards!) and rubs sand from his eyes. Slightly woozy after being caught in two illusion spells, he weaves his way around the gnoll corpses towards the sound of voices.
He peers in, his sight still pixilated with residual flashing colours, leaning on the doorpost. Picking up on the tail end of the conversation, he groans, "Hey, who she? Deaf and Blind, why Iron Rabbit Shit look at your pants? Me see nothing there."
"Alright now, fellas...give the lass some room. Ms. Ocean, I'm a healer - as you may have guessed. Afore these lads start questioning you too much, are you in need of aid; I can create more water if you need it to keep going."
"Oh, no...that's allright. My imminent distress is averted. If I could just get down to the sea, as your elven friend suggests, that would be for the good. My nausea would go away."
Ah don' t'ink dey realize dat yo needs ta git back down ta da ocean. Le's jes' git you downstairs, when ya is recover'in in da sea-water,"Hey! First thing I did - after I got her out of those chains - was offer to get her to water!" exclaims Beldan, feeling indignant and unappreciated. "Not my fault she likes talking to me, grumble, grumble..."
"You're my brave dolphin in the midst of the maelstrom. You all are."
"'Scuze me, Don' you go an' mind dem none now. Dey's city-folk, an' dey's all bustin wit' curiosity. Ah don' t'ink dey realize dat yo needs ta git back down ta da ocean. Le's jes' git you downstairs, when ya is recover'in in da sea-water, den ya kin answer any fool questions dat ya all feels like. May I help yah?"
"Thankyou, kinsman!" She takes the profferred arm. "Lead the way, if it does you well to."
Thank you Becton and Elgan for the much needed help. I thought the arm might be getting infected and could pose an issue. I am now feeling much better.
Ay carumba! Wot a hypochondriac! Just kidding.
"Hey, who she? She look evil to me, and she smell of fish! Why we just let her go, and kill everyone else? This no make sense!"
<narrows eyes suspiciously>
"Maybe she witch...."
<draws weapons>
"I'm no witch!"
She gasps, taken aback.
"I...I just want to go back to the sea. Please. I just want to go home."
She implores you with almond shaped eyes.
"I mean you no harm. Oh,...this will teach me. 'Ocean, you're never going up into the airworld again.'"
"YOU NO STARE AT ME! YOU NO TRY TO TRICK ME WITH SPELL!"
<shakes weapons threateningly>
"Gittik, calm down man," says Beldan, holding up his hands. "She's not a witch, and she's not evil. We're helping her, alright?"
"Relax, Gittik. You're just feeling weird after the wizard knocked you out with his light spell. You'll be fine in a minute, as will she once we get her back to the sea."
"Jane would be very disappointed in you if she saw you now."
Gittk scowls. "You no talk about Jane, try to trick me. How you know she no evil? She just give you big goo-goo eyes and you all want to get jiggy, brains in pants?"
He glares at the sea elf. "Ok, but she try anything, I kill her."
"Who's Jane?"
She smiles, yet her forehead is crinkled some.
"Little one,...he sprayed you with the colors too, didn't he.
I know how you feel right now..."
Ay carumba! Wot a hypochondriac! Just kidding.Thank you Becton and Elgan for the much needed help. I thought the arm might be getting infected and could pose an issue. I am now feeling much better.
I keep seeing her name and thinking of Billy Ocean....
I wanna be your, Lover...lover...loverboy!
Link Wild video, 'Course maybe Carribean Queen is more in line with this chick...
"Who's Jane?"
She smiles, yet her forehead is crinkled some.
"Little one,...he sprayed you with the colors too, didn't he.
I know how you feel right now..."
"You no talk about Jane either. She no smell of fish like you."
"Ah hink aam gonnae gang check oan th' rum."
Harvak searches those gnolls for treasure and what clan/tribe they came from...
"I'll carry you down to sea and let you go back to your home."
These gnolls have total 2 greataxes, 2 composite longbow +1 str rated damage, 60 arrows (20 of which are silver,) and an assorted 240 g.p. in coin and tradeable goods.
They each have a clay primeval Venus sculpture/cromagnon corpulent Venus earth goddess clay fetish, with a hyena head.
This fetish means they are of the tribe of Slarkna, a Yeenoghu priestess and alpha female gnoll in the Dreadwood. She leads a gnoll heresy cult that insists Yeenoghu is female.
They each have a clay primeval Venus sculpture/cromagnon corpulent Venus earth goddess clay fetish, with a hyena head.
This fetish means they are of the tribe of Slarkna, a Yeenoghu priestess and alpha female gnoll in the Dreadwood. She leads a gnoll heresy cult that insists Yeenoghu is female.
ROTFLMAO!-classic
in nature, hyenas have a matriarchal power structue. I think gnolls should too.
Searching the Wizard.
He's got a spellbook that Stiggy did not destroy by axing him up. (psyke)
Spellbook
10 scrolls
a little pinky ring
a masterwork dagger
and 480 g.p. worth of coin and tradable valuables miscellaneous.
Searching the Wizard.
Oh, and if a post is long and you don't want to retype it, copy it for pasting before you hit submit...
Harvak takes a longbow from one of the gnolls he'll also take 10 silver arrows. and 20 reg.
Are axes all gnoll etched with epitahs and stuff...
Ini Ezekeal Lo'Geuy!
As Harvak and Gittik escort Ocean down to the boat cave, Altai wanders into the room the wizard and his gnoll buddies came out of.
"Easy dere chere!" Elgan tells the obviously overreacting Halfling. Ya'all keep choppin' first, den axin' questions later, an' your gonna get some nice friendly person hurt!"
Elgan reoffers her his arm, and (with a lot of company it seems!) escorts miss Ocean to the cave while others search the bodies (and presumably the rest of the house) for loot!
While walking her to the caves,...
"Scuze meh dere miss Ocean, but whereabouts do you live? I mean, I knows yeh live in da sea, but whereabouts is yer home? Ah'd heard about our water-cousins, but ah never met one befo'e. An no one tol' meh dey'd be so,... ah, we're almos' dere!" He finishes hastily.
Harvak takes a longbow from one of the gnolls he'll also take 10 silver arrows. and 20 reg.
Are axes all gnoll etched with epitahs and stuff...
Axes are all tarnished; servicable but unexceptional.
Ini Ezekeal Lo'Geuy!
I'll have to post the answer to this stuff from home in about 6-7 hours, as this requires me looking through rules books.
As Harvak and Gittik escort Ocean down to the boat cave, Altai wanders into the room the wizard and his gnoll buddies came out of.
The rest of the place is pretty sparse. Just a dilapidated building with ruined furniture and such really.
The books from the zombie rat room are all moldy and destroyed...
"Scuze meh dere miss Ocean, but whereabouts do you live? I mean, I knows yeh live in da sea, but whereabouts is yer home? Ah'd heard about our water-cousins, but ah never met one befo'e. An no one tol' meh dey'd be so,... ah, we're almos' dere!" He finishes hastily.
"We range the Azure Sea mainly, of late. We don't really settle and build cities,....well my folk don't. There are some that do, further south. It would be hard for me to explain how it's to be found.
But my folk travel around a lot, following the schools, visiting here and there."
Gittik lurks behind the elven couple, running his thumb across his scimitar blade, making sure she doesn't ensorcel Elgan.
lol!
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Sparing a wary glance at the following Gittik,... and his scimitar, Elgan assists Ocean down the stairs.
"Dat soun's fun. Mah people tend to roam a lot too. Tho' we do have a nice-sahze permanent settlement. At leas', I THAWT it wuz nice-sahze, till I seen whut deez heah town-folk kin build! Ah swear, yuh ain't seen nuthin' till ya seen the size o' sum' o' dese buildin's! Dey jes' keep buildin' 'em biggeh an' biggah. Almos' like dey wuz tryin' ta compensate fer sumthin',..." He says perfectly innocent and straight-faced.
He looks at Ocean, "So, yer people follers dah fish schools,... Say, Whut do yeh all do fer fun? Ah means, afteh all deh wurk is dun? We have big bonfires an' dances, an' tries ta see who kin brew dah best beeah, Er tel' the best stories." He ducks his head. It is hard to tell through his tan, but your pretty sure he's blushing.
"Ah means, yeh seem real nice-lahke. Ah jes' don' t'ink dat owah peples kin be that dif'ren'. 'Cept, fer, yuh know, dah wateh an' all." He says smoothly, glancing at her legs, and then glancing swiftly away.
Yep. He's blushing.
lol--I got nothing to cramp, so I can just watch and enjoy...;)
Harvak also takes the gnoll/Yeenoghu unholy symbols things.
Becton watches the parade of "supporters" take the young lady back to the sea. He shakes his head at the display, and utters a simple, "Pelor be with you, elven maid," as they continue.
He'll check the room she was kept in for any further equipment or clues. Otherwise, somebody's got to retrieve their prisoners for transport - so he'll proceed to drag them upstairs one by one. Hopefully there's a good tree or post to tie them to while the rest of the crew finishes their sweep of the mansion.