Eyes wide with terror, Bobek will hurl the lit torch at the fiendish creature while uttering the not-so-courageous battle cry of "Weeeaaargh!"
Then, he'll loose his longspear and hold it at the ready.
Bobek hurls a torch that sails wide of its mark (this is a ranged attack in melee so this provokes an attack of opportunity); Jeva absently swipes out a claw as Bobek regains his composure and grips his longspear. The claws swipes scant inches from Bobek's throat.
With a harsh growl, Jeva turns her attention to what she figures is the more dangerous opponent . . .the man with the silver dagger. She explodes forward in fury of claws and fangs.
After a crushing blow to his midsection, Malleon is able to turn aside the worst of the attacks.
Louinor watches as the last of her 'brave' companions darts up the ladder. By now the spiders are clawing up her arms biting her all over.
She grabs her butterfly holy symbol and says a quick prayer to Desna.
Her body flows with the strength of her goddess and most of her spider bits close. She turns and runs up the stairs as quickly as possible.
When she reaches the top she stops in confusion, Where did that come from. she thinks as she looks at the werewolf. "Jeva, where is Jeva?" she calls and starts looking around.
Louinor stops as she notices the blue dress on the monsterous were-wolf Oh Desna she is the were-wolf..
Malleon lunges and slashes with the silver blade. "Burns, doesn't it?"
Then he bounds backwards, out of the reach of the werewolf's claws, before taunting it more, waving it forward with his left hand while the silver blade is held ready in his right.
Louinor calls upon her faith to mend her quickly accumulating wounds . . .she casts off the last of the still-active swarm and scurries up the ladder. . Oso is now alone in the cellar, a swarm of spiders still stirring. Two lit torches burn idly on the floor with in reach.
I'll re-do my action in the proper order.
I'll re-do my action in the proper order.
Cool. That is probably best; that means we await Oso.
The raging barbarian follows everyone else out of the hole.
As he clears the trapdoor,Oso launches himself at the wolven. He tries to duck under any claws and then with a forehand slices at the creatures face with the argent knife.
A telling blow and a cry to the mighty,"Kill it now!"
Oso springs into action. He scurries past and over the swarm and out into the autumn day, his silver dagger flashes as the sunlight hit it . . .then it is covered in blood as the barbarian lands a telling blow against the wolf-child.
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Malleon darts forward and slashes at the werewolf while she is distracted by Oso's assault.
Chalen retrieves a healing potion from his backpack and quaffs the contents greedily . The charred skin flakes off, and the reddened bite marks quickly fade away.
Malleons takes advantage of the werewolf's distraction; a quick thrust opens another grievous wound and a spurt of blood. Jeva howls in pure agony.
Suddenly, an angry clacking noise heralds the riled up and relentless swarm of spiders. Like a dark cloud, the arachnids roll up the trapdoor entrance and over Bobek and Jeva. The werewolf seems unbothered by their biting; Bobek does.
Chalen watches the events unfold whilst rummaging through his pack for a potion of healing. He quickly downs the cool blue liquid and feels an invigorating relief wash over him.
Bobek will swallow his fear and blink the spiders from his eyes while taking a 5 ft step away from Jeva (not quite clear on the positions, but hope there is a spot where he can get reach and not fall in the trapdoor).
With a lunge of his longspear, Bobek yells shrilly "You'll not eat me for dinner!"
Bobek fends off the spider's to the best of his abilities and unleash's a spear thrust that misses its mark.
Jeva looses a growl that slowly becomes a high-pitched scream. With a savage rending noise her body contorts from wolf-like to that of her normal waifish form. She crumples to the ground, loud sobs racking her body. "I am sorry! I can't help it!" Her cries are muffled as the spiders continue to swarm over her.
Louinor stands frozen staring down at the crying girl, What do I do? Jeva is dying and maybe she doesn't have control over her wolf side.
Louinor shakes of her fear and uses the torch in her hand to try to kill the spiders on the girl.
Louinor steps forward and thrusts her burning torch at the spider's. A few singe off here and there, but the bulk of them remain. They crawl all over Jeva, who's sobbing is now interspersed with screams, and Bobek.
Oso pays no heed to the wailing girl. She is an evil monster and not to be trusted. In his rage there are no shades of grey, it is all black and white. And red, very red.
He slashes down at the creature.
"Die, now, foul wolf-beast!"
Oso pays no heed to the wailing girl. She is an evil monster and not to be trusted. In his rage there are no shades of grey, it is all black and white. And red, very red.
He slashes down at the creature.
"Die, now, foul wolf-beast!"
With a vicious downward thrust, Oso jabs the silver dagger into the young girl's throat. A few spiders get stabbed as well. A spurt of blood leaks out as Oso withdraws the dagger from the prone child's neck. Jeva is quite dead. The swarm of spiders still frenzy on her.
Malleon ignores the dead child for now, and dashes forward to grab Bobek and haul him out of the swarm.
for the DM
There were two reasons for his actions.
Firstly she had put us in grave danger. A possible TPK. That made her very dangerous indeed. Not some little girl but a clever calculating monster.
Getting Bobek alone up top and then attacking made her very cunning. She was not innocent and weak.
Secondly Oso comes from a harsh wilderness existence where there was a code of honour and protection for all, BUT there would be no second chances. The wilderness would not be that forgiving and nor would its people.
Put that together and add the fact that she couldn't be trusted and it didn't matter what she did, Oso regarded her as far too dangerous and untrustworthy. Trust is a big thing for Oso and had she been a creature of honour, then he may have acted differently.
Reading the PHB on Good and Chaotic Good, it is very debatable whether or not his actions were "kind" or "benevolent" as well. But a raging barbarian probably doesn't have those beliefs. Under the circumstances she didn't even register on his "moral compass".
If you feel that Oso's alignment is out of step then I am more than willing to alter his alignment to CN. Your call.
for the DM
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Malleon rushes forward and yanks Bobek out of the swarm; but the swarm is mindless and unrelenting; these vicious spiders acting as one continue their unabated, mindless savagery.
Chalen is still reeling a bit from watching Oso murder a child.
Mouth agape, he reloads his crossbow, then fires a Ray of Frost at the largest clump of spiders.
With a slight gesture, Chalen unleashes an icy blue burst from his hands. The intense cold destroys quite a few remaining spiders, enough to disperse the swarm.
Begins collecting wood to built a pyre for Jeva.
"Louinor, I'm sure you are familiar with this sort of thing. Something your faith says over the fallen, perhaps? Poor child. Hopefully she didn't pass on her taint to any of us, I'd hate for Oso to have to kill us in our sleep."
"I suppose we had better finish searching the cellar as well."
Oso looks at the party with murder in his eyes. For a few seconds he fights the urge to tear into the rest. His bloody dagger twitches for veins and hearts.
Then the big warrior seems to shrink and his muscles calm. Oso staggers forward and seeing the fight over collapses by the arch.
The black warrior sits with his chest heaving and wounds seeping freely. Every few seconds he shakes his head and rubs his neck.
Then he looks at the rest working.
"What happened?"
Begins collecting wood to built a pyre for Jeva.
"Louinor, I'm sure you are familiar with this sort of thing. Something your faith says over the fallen, perhaps? Poor child. Hopefully she didn't pass on her taint to any of us, I'd hate for Oso to have to kill us in our sleep."
"I suppose we had better finish searching the cellar as well."
"That 'poor child' almost killed us all! Lest you forget, a minute ago she tried to eat Bobek! And she was hardly defenseless!" Malleon gestures to the ragged wounds on his chest that he is attempting to clean with a brandy-soaked rag.
"Poor child? She was a murderous monster! Do you see a full moon in the sky?" Malleon points at the morning sky. "Did she not wait until most of us were down in the cellar, fighting for our lives with the spiders before trying to eat Bobek? She knew exactly what she was doing, right down to trying to claim mercy when she realized we had silver blades that could harm her!"
"I just hope that she didn't kill the real 'poor children', those lost kids that we are searching for."
"Mayhap Bobek should make an effort to appear less tasty," Chalen quips.
"You do raise a good point though, what are we to make of her tale of Kobolds now?"
Oso looks puzzled.
"How could that little girl eat someone? She is so small and weak."
"Did you kill her, Malleon? I see blood on your new blade. There is no honour in her death."
The other silver dagger lies near Jeva's body. Forgotten by Oso.
Softening a bit, "We're all responsible, Oso. The only decision left is whether to burn her here or take her back into town."
"We might want to put the torch to the corpse below as well. I'd check on it myself, but I seem to have misplaced my lamp."
Chalen's stomach rumbles ominously as he finishes piling the pyre with fallen wood from nearby. "I do not feel well at all. Is anyone else ill?"
Louinor drops her morningstar and slowly walks over to the small girl. Jeva, I sorry that I couldn't protect you.
"Louinor, I'm sure you are familiar with this sort of thing. Something your faith says over the fallen, perhaps? Poor child. Hopefully she didn't pass on her taint to any of us, I'd hate for Oso to have to kill us in our sleep."
"Yes I can say some thing that might help this poor girls spirit move to a better place." Louinor tells Chalen as she starts helping him with wood for a pyre.
"Poor child? She was a murderous monster! Do you see a full moon in the sky?" Malleon points at the morning sky. "Did she not wait until most of us were down in the cellar, fighting for our lives with the spiders before trying to eat Bobek? She knew exactly what she was doing, right down to trying to claim mercy when she realized we had silver blades that could harm her!"
"I just hope that she didn't kill the real 'poor children', those lost kids that we are searching for."
Louinor glares at Malleon but bits back the harsh words she was going to say because she knows he is right, there is no full moon and she turned and tried to kill Bobek on purpose.
"She still needs to be treated with respect so let build the small pyre and send her spirit to the hand of Desna properly."Chalen's stomach rumbles ominously as he finishes piling the pyre with fallen wood from nearby. "I do not feel well at all. Is anyone else ill?"
"I feel sick also." Louinor pipes in as the adrenaline wears off and she almost falls from her weakened state.
Oso looks at the troubled mage. He feels fine, other than a few deep cuts and a myriad of bites,scratches and scrapes.
He gets up and moves closer to Chalen.
"I have a drink which will help steady your stomach. Try some gasra, I have some left." The barbarian points to his saddlebag with the large jug.
Then when he is close, Oso whispers to Chalen, "Sometimes I am told about things I do and they are bad. Do I want to know who killed the girl, friend?"
"Or not?"
As he speaks, the black skinned warrior half-heartedly collects firewood from the ruin - not so proud, not so strong.
Bobek shivers as he stomps the frozen carcasses of spiders to black dust on the ground.
Bobek regards Chalen with a newfound awe, "Stranger, you've got some wild power within you! P'haps the beast-girl was drawn to your magics rather than the taste of my skin?"
Bobek frowns at the funeral pyre as he gathers his shortbow, "One thing's sure... she won't be feasting again."
The group gathers a pyre together and places Jeva's body within it. The curling smoke crawls up into the Autumn sky, a plume of black mingling with the bright blue above. The cackle of the flame enters a slow rhythm.
"Perhaps there is a healing root in these parts for your weaknesses. The wilderness often provides."
"I have wounds, but my body is strong enough." Oso may be telling tall tales with this.
DM and PC - Heal check DC15
Bobek regards Chalen with a newfound awe, "Stranger, you've got some wild power within you!
“One of my relatives was friendlier with the faerie than she ought to have been. We don’t usually talk about that side of the family.”
Try some gasra, I have some left." The barbarian points to his saddlebag with the large jug. "Sometimes I am told about things I do and they are bad. Do I want to know who killed the girl, friend?"
Striking flint and steel as he attempts to light the pyre.
Loudly, Chalen exclaims, “Where in the name of all the gods do you keep finding more of that awful swill?”
Whispered to Oso “I do know, but it is best not to dwell on evil deeds, even well intentioned ones. If you remember anything about today, bear in mind that we are your friends, and you owe me a lamp.”
Malleon will claim the other silver dagger (after cleaning it). I'll also check down below to see if the lamp is salvagable, and also grab that bag of herbs if no one else does.
"Bobek, Louinor? Do you know if these might be useful?" Malleon says as he holds up the bag of herbs.
as for the herbs DC20 Alchemy or Knowledge(Nature)
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Bobek sniffs the herbs and wrinkles his nose, "Aye, I've seen this before. The dru-- er, I mean to say, some friends of mine who are wise in the ways of the wood call this plant 'wolfs-bane'. I think the wolf-men, and wolf-girlys are none too fond of it..."
"Wolfbane..... Oh, I think Elara knew what Jeva was and was holding her down there in that cellar."
Louinor looks at the pyre as the flames grew higher. "Poor girl.... I know she was evil in the end but she might not have been before she was cursed with the were shape." I hope you find peace in death Jeva.
"I don't know if I am in the condition to chase after those kids but what is the plan now?"
Oso watches Louinor silently. He broods over the words of Chalen and what may have happened.
Torn between different thoughts over the little girl, this party and the monster they described he plays no part in the planning.