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Ashy's Oathbound Campaign, IC [ARCHIVED]

Ashy said:
Kiera looks over the frey and her skilled eyes and mind, attuned to the ways of traditional healing, quickly deduce that the problem is two things. First, the frey still has some internal damage to his skull - nothing too terribly serious - yet something that still needs immediate attention. Secondly, the frey is in some sort of paralytic state, most likely originating from the saliva from the mouthes of the putrid, carrion-eating gaunt.

Kiera:
You think that a cure light will top off the damage done to PC, but even then, he will still be paralyzed unless you have remove poison or the like...

Kiera applies a cure light to the frey, hoping to heal the remaining internal damage, but she knows that she can do nothing about the paralytic poison at the moment.

OOC: 1d8+7hp
 
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Tristan gives an exasperated look to Raak.

"Why do I get the feeling that you would eat me out of house and home if I let you?"

He offers up what's left of the ration serving to the lizard, but holds up one finger in caution before he does.

"Go slow with this. That's all for now."

He stands up while the lizard eats and looks around at the others.

"I think he likes me. He was probably just nervous of your sudden approach, Xerxes. How is everyone else doing?"
 

Baja gets up and stretches painfully, forcing stiffness and weariness from his limbs. Sitting up and taking in his immediate surroundings, he see's the Holy-lady worrying about the stupid kitten and the others - minus Voadam, who's still kneeling next to him - pouring over another (Though bigger) leggy lizard, only this one was more than just snack size. Wincing slightly, he reaches out to Voadam's shoulder and squeezes in a toothy thanks. Grunting in a little pain he got to his feet, grabbed his club and walked towards the group, chewing on the couple of bugs that decided not to fall off of his face as he stood.

Knowledge Forge +11 to see if he knew whether he was familiar, somewhat, with the lizard' species. If he remembers it as dangerous, or potentially so, or even unsurely so, he'll step up and brain it with the excuse that it could have bitten Tristan's lips off or something, plus, it'll provide more meat for the party than those tiny lizard-snacks could. (Att+13 roll 10+13=23 if needed)
 

Ferrix said:
Kiera applies a cure light to the frey, hoping to heal the remaining internal damage, but she knows that she can do nothing about the paralytic poison at the moment.

OOC: 1d8+7hp

Soothing waves of heat emanate from Kiera's hands - like the sunrise on an early Spring morning - soothing and comforting all at once. The few minute traces of physical wounds vanish as this light washes over the frey, but he remains inert, apparently an after-effect of the contact with the gaunt poison...
 

hafrogman said:
Tristan gives an exasperated look to Raak.

"Why do I get the feeling that you would eat me out of house and home if I let you?"

He offers up what's left of the ration serving to the lizard, but holds up one finger in caution before he does.

"Go slow with this. That's all for now."

He stands up while the lizard eats and looks around at the others.

"I think he likes me. He was probably just nervous of your sudden approach, Xerxes. How is everyone else doing?"

Raak's large nostrils flare a bit at the instruction, followed by a hollow sounding "gronk" from somewhere far back in its pointed skull. Apparently, however, the lizard not only heeds the instruction, but follows it as well; eating the offered food slowly and methodically. When it is finished, the lizard lays down quietly at Tristan's feet...
 

deadestdai said:
Baja gets up and stretches painfully, forcing stiffness and weariness from his limbs. Sitting up and taking in his immediate surroundings, he see's the Holy-lady worrying about the stupid kitten and the others - minus Voadam, who's still kneeling next to him - pouring over another (Though bigger) leggy lizard, only this one was more than just snack size. Wincing slightly, he reaches out to Voadam's shoulder and squeezes in a toothy thanks. Grunting in a little pain he got to his feet, grabbed his club and walked towards the group, chewing on the couple of bugs that decided not to fall off of his face as he stood.

Knowledge Forge +11 to see if he knew whether he was familiar, somewhat, with the lizard' species. If he remembers it as dangerous, or potentially so, or even unsurely so, he'll step up and brain it with the excuse that it could have bitten Tristan's lips off or something, plus, it'll provide more meat for the party than those tiny lizard-snacks could. (Att+13 roll 10+13=23 if needed)

Baja:
Knowledge (the Forge) check: 1d20+11: (7) + 11 = 18 - Try as he might, no matter how hard he thinks, Baja cannot recall anything about these many legged, mustard colored lizards. It is quite frustrating, considering he was no doubt looking forward to using his club again....soon.
 

Baja approached the group about the new lizard thing. He made sure he was ready for any tricks by the many-legged creature, holding his club across his chest in readiness, a mean scowl upon his features.

At the slightest seemingly threatening movement, Baja will bash the cold-blooded freak. (Attack rolls as previous.)
 

Xerxes cautiously approaches Baja, wary not to disturbe the lizard thing. When he gets close, he leans in an whispers.

Baja (Ashy, you can read too so that you know what Xerxes is saying if you like):
Baja, is there something wrong? What do your senses tell you?
 

Tristan glances over to the newly arisen half-orc and smiles.

"Baja! It is good to see you up again. I am glad you have recovered ."

He points to the lizard at his feet.

"I would like you to meet Raak."
 

Baja heard Xerxes but didn't react nor reply and walked past him.

Tristan glances over to the newly arisen half-orc and smiles."Baja! It is good to see you up again. I am glad you have recovered . "He points to the lizard at his feet. "I would like you to meet Raak."

His steps widening to get to his destination quicker, Baja soon stands next to Tristan and towers over the leg-lizard, a snarl just waiting to release itself.

One move leg-lizard-rock! Me will crush you and eat you if you are mean like dem pukey-flyin-devils!

Baja isn't going to tolerate anything. He'll swat the creature unless it proves to him (Seeing as he's not been there so far.) that it is truly friendly/and/or harmless.
 

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