Academy of Drell, Part 7

[Velenne]

"Sildarin has a point, but allow me to modify it slightly if I may: Why carry a human with a bow, when you can carry an elf with this."

Travellios raises the Wand of Fireballs and smirks deviously.

"Impunity is granted by distance in this case. One or two, I think, should be sufficient to turn their course. I would hate to chance wastefulness should any more be necessary. Although, admittedly, I still have a bit of a vendetta with one of them..."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Lyrique looks at the mage "Travellios? Do you want to take the staff of fire with you?"

 

[Velenne]

"Travellios? Do you want to take the staff of fire wi-"

"I thought you'd never ask," he croons instantly. "It is, after all, my forte and I am ever so loathe to part with any charges in this wonderful wand. Are there any command words I should know?"

The elf tries to smile modestly but can hardly contain his excitement at the thought of handling such deliciously explosive magic. After being filled in, he looks to Sildarin.

"Good chariot of the sky, our encounter awaits. May your strength be blessed for I ate deeply of fish this morning."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Damn! I falter for just a moment, and everyone's plans change.

"Alright!" She yells. "Fine, you want to go, Travellios? Then go. But damn it, move! We don't have time to screw around!"

She looks to Sildarin. "You had a point... but if you can fly, and I can't, then you can't exactly fire it, and I can. However, that is moot. Take Travellios."

"And be careful." She says in a softer voice. "Don't do anything stupid."

She shakes her head. "Alright, everybody else, let's move!"

I just hope neither of them die. This was my idea, and now Travellios and Sildarin are going out, and I have no control over what happens. If anything happens to either of them... I won't be able to forgive myself.

Focus, Charlotte, focus. Get the villagers to the tower. Worry about everything else later, when they are safe. Focus. Go.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"I'm glad your staying Charlotte. We could use you here where Trev. and Dalamar are better off from a distance." Lyrique says.

 

[Zhure]

Travellios & Sildarin

The two who have decided to act as rear guard take off, as the rest of the group begin the long slog back toward the mysterious tower. It only takes a few seconds to be within sight of the giants, and Sildarin's estimate was correct - there appear to be six hill giants, and two dire bears, much like the ones encountered earlier, though this time in much larger numbers.

The six giants are carrying immense clubs and large leather sacks sewn together from the hides of a mish-mash of creatures. The sacks are large enough to contain several large stones each.

The giants are following the dire bears, who are acting like hunting hounds would for a human group, and are clearly following the obvious trail left by the Drell citizens.

Doesn't seem as if the giants have notices the pair flying through the air.

Paendaerig, Charlotte, Mortimer, Boromin, Lyrique, Keith, and Rallyn

Seeing two of the group peel off, the citizens become far more somber and try to travel faster through the snow, but it's obvious the hardships of their forced journey here have left them weak. Even with the group forging a path ahead, and the bigger races breaking a trail through the snow, some of the gnomes are clearly having difficulties keeping up.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"Charlotte? Is there nothing you can do to melt the snow?" Lyrique asks.
He then will start singing an old balad of inspiration.

OOC: Not sure how you would want to handle that. I don't have my books at work and I'm not sure if Lyr can actualy effect so many people even if there was something he could do.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Charlotte nods. "I can try. I'm not sure how much good it will do, but yes, I can."

She then proceeds to the front, and manifests finger of fire at necessary intervals.

Currently have 7 free manifestations of 0th-level powers, and 1 PP left.

OoC: Just checked my 3e PH - only limitation on bardic music is that it only affects those who can hear the bard. So just sing really loud.

 

[Velenne]

"It may be prudent to take us up a bit, Sildarin. Giants are legendary boulder slingers. Might I comment as well on the sheer genius of this idea. We would have otherwise stood no chance against such creatures. Quite resourceful of you to fly like this. Care to wager on how many fireballs it will take before they turn and run? I say only 2. Giants are equally legendary for their stupidity and any display of magic they cannot readily squash will overwhelm them. What do you say?"

While their enemies are undoubtedly within range of the powerful staff, Travellios will wait until they have ascended before launching the first volley.

 

[Jeremy]

Rallyn continues to do what he can to encourage people and maintain some level of discipline among the people. Falling back to the stragglers he begins chatting with them as they walk to try and distract them from their burning lungs and frozen noses. Naturally he falls into the story of how they came to be here, and as Rallyn begins to tell the story he realizes how incredible the things they have done must seem.