Desperately searching for a path away from the plant creature and lizardfolk, Nbulu prays to Shimye-Magalla to bolster his companion and himself. After casting his spell, Nbulu takes up his staff and prepares to defend himself.
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Larkspring sees the commotion above him, and decides that everyone needs to just calm down and let him get up there.
He mutters under his breath, "Why do I have such short legs? I want to see that plant!"
"Seromem!"
The grass and plants under the feet of the lizard men, the Mwangi, and the plant (or whatever is its analog of feet) suddenly grow and wrap around the ankles of everyone there. Those that cannot reach a creature waver, ready to attack.
Fir also notices the fight, and looks at Larkspring for reassurance before running up the hill.
Seeing the shambling plant-thing lurch out of the cave, Triska fires two arrows at it in quick succession.
Arrow 1 (1d20+6=15), damage (1d8+3=10), Arrow 2 (1d20+6=7), damage (1d8+3=9)
"Remember we should try to find this -thing- the captain needs on the plant creature!" she reminds her friends, as she draws new arrows.
Sabriel looks back and forth between the three new groups in play on the scene and decides that of the three, the one with what appears to be a spellcaster is the most dangerous.
She turns her gaze upon the Lizardfolk Shaman and releases a burst of Fiery anger.
Fiery Gaze at Lizardfolk Shaman (Ranged Touch Attack). (1d20+4=18)
Damage. (4d6=15)
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Init Order:
Fir
Ban'utu
Triska
Nbulu
Lark
Shamen
Sabriel
Lizardfolk warriors
Mound
Checking to see if his friend is ok, Lark nods to go ahead, Fir races off up the falls following the trail for easier going. He has no problem with his massive muscles and claws helping him keep his balance. He reaches within twenty feet of the Lizardfolk, growling at them a monsterous threat. After racing out of the cave followed by a monsterous plant creature, Ban'utu turns and fires off an arrow from his bow. It sinks in to the plant mass causing the plant to quiver and shake about not happy with the intrusion to its mass. From below two arrows quickly pass by you and the plant missing everyone on the shelf outside the cave. Triska utters a curse at her luck and shouts about how they need the plant so be careful. Ban'utu drops his bow and draws his sword ready for closer combant soon. Seeing the predicament him and his friend are in between to foes, Nbulu calls for help from his god which is granted giving them added strength to somehow get out of this situation. He then grabs up his staff but is immediately wrapped up in a mass of tangled roots and grass around his feet not allowing him to move from where he stands. Somehow Ban'utu manages to excape the threatening vegitation. The massive mound however has the same problem as Nbulu held in place. It shakes in silent fury as it tries to get closer to its prey and dinner. The lizardfolk also have the same problem as roots, grasses and other vegitation wrap around their legs distracting them from those below and the others on the same ledge. Seeing the lizardfolk all busy with some trick Lark pulled out of his hat Sabriel fires off one of her fiery blasts at the shamen who is focused on freeing itself for the moment hoping to hurt the leader quickly and take him out of the fight. A ray of pure fire shoots out of Sabriel's hand and smacks directly into the shamen's chest almost knocking him back but the plants hold in place. He seems shakey from the blast but gazes at Sabriel who will be his target real soon.....
Nbulu curses as the vegetation wraps around him and holds him in place. He tries to break free...
...to no avail.
Ban!utu steps up and swings his falchion at the entangled mound, shouting to his Mwangi brother in polygot(what is this thing?).
Nbulu attempts to move 30 ft away from the plant creature and lizardfolk (and hopefully out of the effect of the entangle spell) without provoking AoOs. After taking his move action, Nbulu will cast Spritual Weapon on the plant creature. A starknife made of pure force springs into existence and attacks the plant creature.
Ban!utu shouts to his Mwangi brother in polygot (what is this thing?).
Nbulu wracks his brain to try to identify the plant creature attacking them.
"Are we attacking the plant or the lizard-men?" Triska asks Sabriel. "We should focus our attacks on the greatest danger!" She scrambles a little farther up the slope and fires two more arrows at the plant creature.
Point Blank: Arrow 1 (1d20+7=19), damage (1d8+4=9), Arrow 2 (1d20+7=8), damage (1d8+4=10)
Triska also tries to get a closer look at the creature to identify it. Knowledge (nature) 1d20+2=21
"Are we attacking the plant or the lizard-men?" Triska asks Sabriel. "We should focus our attacks on the greatest danger!"
Sabriel makes sure Larkspring is alright in his climb, before firing off a Bolt of Eldritch Energy at the Lizardfolk Shaman.
"Right now I think that Shaman is the biggest threat. You never know what kind of mojo someone like that can cook up," she says in response to Triska's query.Eldritch Blast (ranged Touch Attack) at Lizardfolk Shaman. (1d20+4=16)
Damage. (2d6=11)
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"Are we attacking the plant or the lizard-men?" Triska asks Sabriel. "We should focus our attacks on the greatest danger!""Right now I think that Shaman is the biggest threat. You never know what kind of mojo someone like that can cook up," she says in response to Triska's query.
"Try not to kill all of the lizard men! I want to find out more about them and this place!" Larkspring shouts up to Sabriel. "And don't attack the humans, they don't look very dangerous. Do you have any holding-like abilities? Or maybe something to make the lizard men less hostile?"
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Fir takes a moment to see how his little buddy is doing slowly climbing up the trail with help from Sabriel's rope. He looks back at the tangled lizardfolk and rushes forth to attack(From last post he is 20 feet away from them so go ahead and add his attack in for this round if you want too unless you have another action for him!). Up on top facing the plant creature, Ban'utu swings his falchion at it and somehow misses finding only dirt and rock. He shifts keeping himself free of the plants trying to entangle him as he finishes off his attack which probably caused him to miss. Below Triska steps forward to get a better shot at the ones above and fires off two of her arrows at the plant creature, both go flying by her intended target unfortunately. Her mind comes across some latent information, a name, shamblers, carnivorous plants. Up top Nbulu mind comes up with the same information as he faces the rotting vegetation trying to eat him. He shouts out a quick spell aimed at the plant creature, a starknife forms before him and shoots straight for the creature slicing off dead vegetation as it flies by. The little one continues to have difficulty climbing as his mind focuses on the new spell he thinks will help him reach the fight faster. He mutters off the spell and feels the effects instantly making his stride a little easier with the help of the rope. He finally ends up next to Sabriel huffing and puffing but the trail ahead looks to be harder, meaning steeper but this part seems to have less obstacles to hinder movement. He also comes up with the name shamblers as he tries to catch his breath. The shamen somehow frees himself from the pesky vines trying to hold him in place. He quickly begins chanting and points down at the trespassers, a cone of searing flame shoots forth from it's fingertips aimed in Sabriels direction. As the fire comes down onto Sabriel she attemps to send some of her eldritch might at the shamen again to end its career as a holy one to whatever cursed god it worships. Her blast hits it in the chest sending it flying back against the falls and then slips into one of the small steams of the falls. The lizardfolk spend the next moments trying to free themselves from the dreaded plants entangling their limbs as does the plant creature, its dead vegetation fighting against the live vines and grasses.
"(It's a shambler, a carnivorous plant!)" Nbulu shouts to Ban!utu in polyglot.
Nbulu's spiritual weapon starknife continues to attack the shambler:
Nbulu moves another 30 feet away from the shambler and lizardfolk, drawing his longbow and an arrow as he moves out of the area of the entangle spell. Nbulu turns and fires upon the shambler once he is out of the entangling vegetation.
Ban!utu swings his falchion again at the overgrown shrub then decides he may be better off shooting this thing from a distance and moves back to retrieve his bow and get out of reach.
Sabriel avoids the worst of the fire sent her way, thanks to both her quick reflexes and eldritch heritage.
seeing the Shaman fall and the remaining Lizardfolk still trapped, she now turns her attention towards the next biggest threat in her estimation, the Plant Creature. She once again sends a bolt of arcane energy streaking towards it.
Eldritch Blast (Ranged Touch Attack) at the Plant Creature. (1d20+4=18)
Eldritch Damage. (2d6=6)
"It's a shambler," Triska tells her companions. "I'm sure fire will hurt it, but it may also harm the creature we are supposed to retrieve." She throws Sabriel a pointed look. "I have no idea if my arrows will even hurt it. If I can ever hit the gods-cursed thing," she adds with a grimace as she draws two more arrows and launches them at the shambler again.
Point Blank: Arrow 1 (1d20+7=10), damage (1d8+4=5), Arrow 2 (1d20+7=14), damage (1d8+4=8)
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Fir attacks the plant creature with all of his weapons claws and razor sharp teeth. His attacks some how miss the plant seconds ago so he tries again to tear into the thing. His claws manage to miss the mobile plant but his great maw clamps down onto the rotting vegitation and rips a good chunk of it away(roll to confirm crit!). Ban'utu manages not to get himself tangled by the vines and roots graspng for his legs, he attacks on the opposite side of the spinning starknife of the plant, again with his falchion cutting into the creature deeply. He steps away and drops his falchion and qucikly moves to pick up his bow thinking it might be better to be away from the creature. As he does this more arrows from below from the female warrioress fly by hitting nothing but water and rock. The starknife swoops in for another attack at the creature whoose vegitation is shaking from the last attacks it recieved which makes the flying starknife miss its target. Nbulu moving as far as he can go on the narrow ledge away from the shabbler and lizards his back smacks into rocks blocking the trail end. He draws his bow back but his elbow smacks the rocks also causing his shot to go wide. Both Sabriel and Lark feel the flames all around them from the shamen's spell causing them to duck down avoiding most of the fire's flames, both are hot as some of their skin blisters mildly. Lark attempts to return the favor and spats out a spell at the shamen whose body is quickly decending down the falls at a rapid pace, Lark not relizing the shamen was already passed from Sabriel's spell. He continues to make his way slowly up the falls leaving Sabriel where she stands. Sabriel changes targets and fires at the mound that is causing the two natives problems but her blast streaks by heading off into the distant sky. The three lizard warriors pull and fight the vines and roots wrapped around their legs and spend all their energy doing so when they see their leader fall and side down the falls and into the pool of water below with a giant splash. Two of the three gain their freedom and quickly climb up to the top of the falls wanting out of this bad situation leaving the other to fend for himself. Fully pissed off now by all of the attacks from what should be its dinner the plant lashes out at the closes person it senses, Ban'utu unfortunately. Branches and other rotting plant matter reach out with quickness and power slaming into the native as he reaches down to retrieve his bow(14 hps dam).
Shocked that her Eldritch Blast went soaring over the creature's head, she concentrates herself and lets loose another.
Eldritch Blast (Ranged Touch Attack) against Plant Monster. (1d20+4=19)
Damage. (2d6=8)
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Shocked that her Eldritch Blast went soaring over the creature's head, she concentrates herself and lets loose another.
Eldritch Blast (Ranged Touch Attack) against Plant Monster. (1d20+4=19)
Damage. (2d6=8)
Cheers
Zoo
Well wish me luck on again trying to sleep, luckily I have the day off so it does not matter too too much! goodnight or morning wherever you are!
Cheers
Zoo
Hope you get some sleep... Good Luck! :)
seeing the plant mound shamble no more, Ban!utu retrieves his weapons casts a weary glance at the outsiders and proceeds to start collecting the strange parasite, which the city people will pay so much for, carefully cutting it out and protecting it from the sunlight.
for Zoom and Nbulu:
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seeing the plant mound shamble no more, Ban!utu retrieves his weapons casts a weary glance at the outsiders and proceeds to start collecting the strange parasite, which the city people will pay so much for, carefully cutting it out and protecting it from the sunlight.
"Hey! That's ours! Stop taking our stuff!"
"Oi! What he said!" Triska nocks another arrow and points it at the native. "Step away from the plant, it is ours."
And maybe I can actually hit one of them, she thinks.
"(The outlanders think that the arcophage is theirs)" Nbulu says to Ban!utu, translating the gist of the newcomers' protests. He casts a wary eye toward the entangled bear and the scorched remains of the lizardfolk shaman floating far below, then dismisses his spiritual weapon starknife. "(Maybe we should make a deal.)"
"Outlanders!" Nbulu calls down to the climbers in Common. "We thank you for your help fighting the shambler and lizards. My companion and I have been tracking the arcophage for many days. Perhaps we can come to an accomodation?"
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"(The outlanders think that the arcophage is theirs)" Nbulu says to Ban!utu, translating the gist of the newcomers' protests. He casts a wary eye toward the entangled bear and the scorched remains of the lizardfolk shaman floating far below, then dismisses his spiritual weapon starknife. "(Maybe we should make a deal.)"
"Outlanders!" Nbulu calls down to the climbers in Common. "We thank you for your help fighting the shambler and lizards. My companion and I have been tracking the arcophage for many days. Perhaps we can come to an accomodation?"
"I would be open to that, if you'd make sure that last lizard-man doesn't get away. I want to know why they were so hostile. Of course, my companions should speak for themselves."
He looks down at the boat holding the captain and Faruq.
Leaving the others to negotiate with the natives, Sabriel skirts the entangling mass, heading over to the final Lizard-Man.
She raises her arm in front of her and Eldritch energy pulses in her hand. She calls out to the creature "surrender and you will not be harmed", letting her tone and demeanour convey her meaning, even if the creature can't understand her words.
Intimidate Check. (1d20+4=22)
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One of the natives squats down after retrieving his dropped weapon and begins cutting the plant while the other shouts down with a proposal to help each other out. Fir cries out in fustration at being entangled by his friends spell and continues to try and free himself just like the lizard creature is doing the same, its luck gone with it's friends who are no longer in site. It settles down and stops fighting the vines and branches once Sabriel stands over it with her hand aglow. While the negotiations continue between the group and the natives, Lark glances down at the boat, the Captain and Faruq are still in the same positions as they were before the group headed up the cliff face. Watching the swamp for other threats but so far none can be seen. Not looking where he was going for a few seconds Lark slips and falls down again. Triska remains in place with a bow trained on the natives as Lark talks to them but then he falls again ending the conversation......
Ban!utu finishes cutting the mold free stands and says to Nbulu "Do they think it is theirs, we tracked it here and braved the cave?"
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The two natives stand by the dead shambler discussing what to do about the change of events. The new comers seem to be in great need for the arcophage Nbulu comments back to Ban'utu! Indeed we have traveled far to track this monster down but I think we might benefit if we give it to the outlanders. Their boat down there is powered by this arcophage so maybe we can come to some accord with these strangers? I am tired of being in this dreadful swamp my friend!
Lark slips and falls to the wet ground but with his hand still on the rope he barely touches the ground before gaining some balance. With combat over he is able to totally focus on his footing now and should have no problems gaining the top where the natives are now chatting amongst themselves. Fir sits down in a huff tired of fightng the vines, he waits for his friend to come and help free him out of the mess. Triska and Sabriel remain quiet looking to Larkspring on how best to proceed with the natives. Sabriel is still in front of the lizardffolk keeping an eye on it for anymore fight left in it......
Ban!utu finishes cutting out the archophlage wraps it in a cloth and hands it to Nbula saying "I too am ready to get out of this swamp, a few nights on a dry surface would do my body good. Let's see if we can get some work and a meal."
Sabriel looks towards the others and motions at the Lizard Man. "What are we going to do with scaly over here? Any of you speak Lizard?"