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Adventures in Cormyr - The Doorway from Everywhere.

Leonara

Now that she can see the plant creature, Leonara recalls what she might have heard about this kind of nature's whim. Meanwhile, she lets another volley of arrows fly.


OOC: Leonara: Knowledge (nature) +7; 5-ft. step to CL3; Full Attack (RS/Inspire Courage) +12/+12/+7 ranged (1d8+7~8/x3).
Stalker: Continues to ready.
 

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Pleased that cold seems to be doing something, but concerned that it may not be damaging it quick enough, Vardrin expends another charge of the wand to fight the plant monster.
 

Thodan steps forward with Glandred, doing his best to keep himself between the plant beast and the rest of his companions. He strikes out again with his axe, chopping at it like one would chop a log into kindling.


OOC:
Attack +11 (normally +8), Damage 1d8+6 (normally 1d8+3)
AC: 21, HP: 31/42
 

Nira continues to fill the area with her rhythmic beat. Seeing that the abomination is almost defeated, she waits till just the last possible moment before casting her spell the will ensure its defeat.



OOC: Takes 5ft step to CK6. Delays until the end of round and then cast Snakes Swiftness Legion centered on her. (That should get everyone.) All effected members will receive one extra attack (with the appropriate bonuses) on her initiative. Bardic music expires in 5 rounds.
 

Jack shakes his head, "Wow what a daydream, felt like someone else was controling my actions." Jack takes a 10-foot step back and fires at the plant beast.

OOC: CI 9; +11 (+12 w/in 30ft.) 1d8+2 20x3 +2d6
 

In well co-ordinated strikes of magic, missiles and melee attacks the team manages to gravely injure the mysterious plant creature as it finishes pulling itself free from the ground.

Rearing up before the staunch dwarven warrior and the warrior-priest of Tempus it's tendrils wraps itself around both of their bodies in a crushing embrace, lifting it's squirming prey with ease the plant creature opens it's cavernous mouth and clamps it's root-like teeth into both of it's tasty morsels. With a final squirt of blood the dwarven warrior goes limp in it's embrace, while the doughty warrior-priest continues his struggle.

Seeing that the plant creature is on the very cusp of deaths door and aided by Nira's magic the group quickly finishes off the mortally wounded creature under a hail of missiles. As it relinquishes it's tenuous grip on life both Glandred and Thodan come crashing down to the ground.

Though gravely wounded himself Thodan's first concern is in saving the life of his dear friend Glandred, checking her body for signs of life he finds none and bows his head in remembrance of her fighting spirit.

Seized my a grave anger at the unjust end to Glandred's life, the warrior priest lifts his head with a look of renewed determination "No, she will not die this day Glandred deserves to live!" casting a swift healing prayer upon himself Thodan leads his companions swiftly thru the portal until the group stands once again in the room of portals. "We must return to Arabel and demand that the crown restores Glandred's life, then we must return here to finish what we started".
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The next few hours are a blur of frenetic motion, anxious looks and raised voices as you finally convince the commander of the Purple Dragons to allow you to return to Arabel to raise your fallen companion. Stepping thru the portal the body of your fallen companion is whisked away from you by a group of Clerics and you are led once more to the Manor of Lord Hawklins to rest and recuperate.

After a night of restful slumber you gather once again in Lord Hawklins Gazebo to await news of your fallen friend, you are relieved to hear than Glandred was restored to life, but will require many days of bed rest before she is healthy enough to fight again.

After informing Lord Hawklin of what you discovered at the Stonelands Ruins he takes on a pensive look as he digest your revelations. "You bring I'll news indeed, it's seems Cormyr is facing a larger threat than just marauding bandits. If the army of Orc's manages to seize control of this network of portals, they would be able to strike with impunity, they must be stopped."

Lord Hawklin looks uncomfortable as his eyes alight thoughtfully upon both Jack and Chik he motions to one of his servants and you can barely make out the words "Bring the others" before he turns his attention back to the party.

Locking his gaze first on Jack then Chik he clears his throat before speaking "Cormyr has a mission of utmost urgency which requires both of your unique talents, as well as the aid of your companion Glandred. I understand that you'll want to see your current mission thru to it's completion, but it can't be helped. Cormyr needs you." as he finishes speaking a servant steps forward and leads your two friends away.

Turning his attention to those who remain the handsome face of Lord Hawklins smiles in apparent amusement "Fair not we just so happen to have an unusual pair of operatives to aid you in your current mission" as he finishes speaking your eyes are drawn to two newcomers as they are lead towards the gazebo. Your eyes quickly skip over what appears to be a tough looking shield dwarf, locking squarely on to a man of monstrous proportions who clearly carries the blood of both dragons and ogres stamped upon his features.

"Allow me to introduce Dowkan and Goran, they will be joining you on your current mission"

OOC: Everyone is now fully healed and rested.
 

Thodan of Tempus

Thodan looks over the two newcomers with an appraising eye, taking stock of the newcomers. Then he steps forward, still looking disheveled despite the good night's sleep. His hair is a tangled mess of greasy brown locks, and the beginnings of a dark beard can be seen upon his rugged, weather face. His clothes are well-worn and oft-patched, and still bear spots of dried blood from the encounter with the plant-beast. His vibrant cobalt eyes are bright and shining, though, and his round shield bearing the blazing sword of Tempus is clean and polished. He holds his hand out in a warrior's greeting to Dowkan and Goran. "I can see that the spirit of Tempus is strong with the two of you," he says, his voice deep and gruff, "be welcome among us."
 

The dwarf almost suspiciously eyes the offered hand. Wiping the palm of his right hand on his tunic he meets the hand and shakes it firmly. "Dowkan Jarand, Weradann Clan," he says simply. "I hears ya have orc trouble," he adds as his brown eyes blaze fiercely. Twisting the right fork of his dark brown beard, his eyes look over the others. But he says nothing more.

OOC: Let me know if the text colour (MediumTurquoise) clashes.
 

"HI!" The large man booms, a near-shout filling the room. "oops, sorry, I forget use indoor voice!" He chuckles and sticks out a meaty hand, completely enveloping the nearest person's hand "I named Goran, Goran of Elzyn I am." He says, pumping the hand, a broad smile on his face.
 

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