Adventures in the lands of Syrael (IC)

[jkason]

Weel Naxel, roguish human cleric

Weel raises an eyebrow as he returns his holy symbol to its hidden place below his tunic.

"I daresay that worked quite better than I thought it would..." he mutters.

As the robed figure declares its vengence and seeminly destroys itself in flames, the cleric grimaces.

"I suppose that makes up for that earlier fortune," he adds.

In the quiet aftermath, Weel watches Randmar moving to the bodies. "When we've finished searching, we should bury the remains. Clearly these were victims, and deserve an end more respectful than our enemy chose for them."

 

[Al the Absentminded]

Luhal goes to his backpack, opens it, and takes a small jar out. "Carper, come!"

Whimpering from the injury received in combat, Carper walks over. Opening the lid, Luhal takes a generous dab (one full dose) of the fragrant green paste inside and smears it over Carper's wound. Carper sniffs at it, then sighs in relief as the wound begins to close.

Noticing Drake's wound, he hands the pot over.

Then, "Strange creatures. We must know more.

Green light
Nature's might
Reveal magic
To my sight."

[sblock]Luhal's Detect Magic spell. He'll scan the entire area carefully, taking ten on the spellcraft rolls - any spell of 7th level or lower, and any magic effect of 14th caster level or lower, should reveal the strength, location, and school of each aura. He will scan carefully for the full six minutes, which should allow him to cover a fairly large area.
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-Albert

 

[Rhun]

Silverdrake accepts the pot of green paste from Luhal with a grateful nod, and rubs a small amount of the stuff into his wound. Handing the pot back to his friend, Randmar briefly considers the bodies. "I think that the flame would be a safer way to handle the remains. I'm sure the souls of these folk would prefer that to the chance that the bodies ever rise again in undeath...

 

[Lot]

Ostu quickly picks himself up from the ground and eyes the current situation.

"Over before it started. And good thing, too. Those things were tougher than I'm used to."

The swordsman checks to make sure his blades weren't dulled by the magical shield. He then eyes Weel.

"That was you that caused that, eh? Used a god like a weapon, as that thing said. What is that all about?"

 

[jkason]

Weel Naxel, roguish human cleric

Silverdrake accepts the pot of green paste from Luhal with a grateful nod, and rubs a small amount of the stuff into his wound. Handing the pot back to his friend, Randmar briefly considers the bodies. "I think that the flame would be a safer way to handle the remains. I'm sure the souls of these folk would prefer that to the chance that the bodies ever rise again in undeath...

Weel nods. "So long as they're not left to carrion eaters," he says by way of agreement.

He then eyes Weel.

"That was you that caused that, eh? Used a god like a weapon, as that thing said. What is that all about?"

Weel smiles. "That was the talk of someone who clearly doesn't understand my calling," he says with a slight chuckle. "Fharlanghn uses me, not I him. He grants me some small measure of his power if I serve him well, but I'm definitely the vassel."

Here he looks to the others, a bit sheepish. "As I said before, though, I will continue to owe you much if you keep that information to yourselves when we're in mixed company. People don't always respond to my kind with a great deal of trust."

At the sight of the others applying a balm, Weel reaches into his haversack and produces a wand.

"Sometimes I'm an absentminded fool," he says. "I or anyone who casts curative magics can make use of this if we have need in the future. Its touch can heal wounds if they aren't too severe."

[sblock=OOC]It's a wand of Cure Light Wounds, which I believe is usable by our druid, ranger, and bard in addition to just Weel.[/sblock]

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Helcar Kal'lack

"He is a Priest." The Dwarven warrior says matter-a-factly. "A devoted follower of one of the Gods. A few that followed similar teachings stay within my Lord's Keep. They are a welcome and highly valued addition in the battle field." He states before moving to the dead travelers. Carefully placing most of his gear off to the side and with the help of the rest, he ceremonly begins arranging the dead into a proper funely prior. Once all of the bodies have been collected, he says one final prair in an ancient Dwarven tongue before setting the bodies a blaze.

 

[Cerubus_666]

Aftermath

Alexcia watches the bodies burn and lets loose a sigh of relief, glad to see that this terrible wrong has been righted. After staring into the pile of burning bodies for a while, she walks over to the remains of the Blackrobe and spits into it's hood. She then makes her way to the traveler's wagon, looking through it for useful supplies, while calling over her shoulder, "Help me look through this heap for any supplies. The dead have been respected, but anything useful won't be wasted either!"

 

[Priest_Sidran]

"Well" Iandon says with a sigh " I wish that I could have been more help as far as bringing the beasts to bay but I for one can not disregard the usefulness of our friend Weel"

"Perhaps next time I will do more" Iandon shrugs and checks his companions for wounds and begins to help Alexcia look for useful stuff among the heap of things on the ground while the others plan the course of events

 

[Lot]

Ostu eyes Weel with an odd look, but then he smiles.

"Can't say I know much about that, but I appreciate being alive. I don't really know what you did, but I'm glad you did it."

Ostu walks over to the wagon, watching her as she looks through the dead's belongings.

"So...anything good?"

 

[Rhun]

After watching Heclar set fire to the funeral pyre, Randmar walks over to the cleric. Placing his hand on the man's shoulder, he smiles at Weel. "Good work, friend priest. We are much in your debt for handling those walking abominations. Certainly we will keep your secret from others."

With that, Silverdrake gives the man another nod, and moves to help Alex search the wagon for usable supplies.