[AU] Butterfly Cage

[Rybaer]

Grathis jerks Connor back as soon as he hears the twang of the smalll crossbow. He notes the bleeding, but it doesn't look too bad. Something about the situation - probably the snoring - almost makes him laugh out loud, but he manages to stifle it.

"I think we've played enough with the little winged one," he says as he bodily hauls Conner out of the chamber. "I say we either kill it or leave it. No more games. She has all the endearing qualities of a mosquito and hasn't been of any help whatsoever."

 

[Keia]

Connor yelped in pain as the bolt struck him. Bleeding, his anger rose as Grathis jerked him back to the ground. Spells leapt to his mind unbidden as the thought of retaliation was all he could think of. The moment passed though . . . and Connor made a decision.

He invoked Canny effort as a first circle spell and tried to negotiate a final time with the sprite. [+10 to one skill check – Diplomacy]

“We were concerned for your welfare, sprite. We tried to offer our help and were only met with anger and attacks,” Connor said. “Therefore, you are beneath our concerns. Come down here this instant and parley with us with, or you will be dealt with harshly.

 

[Jaik]

Mochor had noticed Scinathar speaking with the others near the spryte but had assumed he would return soon. When he hears a faint twang and a yelp of pain, Mochor runs back to the cavern with the cracked ceiling. If his charge has been harmed again through his negligence...

 

[Dalamar]

Galen feels frustrated for being fooled by something so simple. But, since Connor was trying to negotiate with the sprite, he couldn't really release his frustration on the spryte.
Instead, he moves a little farther from the crack and lets out his frustration by swinging his quarterstaff forcefully through the air a couple of times.

 

[WizWrm]

Sanje stands motionless, waiting for the sprite to respond.

 

[Erekose13]

Scinathar turns it's head back as Mochor comes in, nodding and gesturing quickly towards where Connor has been lifted up and is now trying to negotiate a bit more firmly with blood trickling down. It silently hopes that it will be have the chance to catch that little non-mojh between its teeth.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Not coming down. You go away or then I'll come down and tickle and tickle you with little arrows until you turn into little bloody-pink porcupines and then you'll go away and I'll be good. Sillies," she says in a sing-song voice, giggling hysterically.

 

[Keia]

Connor looked quite sad at the sprite's reply. He paused for a moment them looked at his companions.

"She's a threat to the mission and has openly stated that she intends us harm," Connor said. "She shouldn't be allowed to do either. Feel free to deal with her harshly."

He backed away from the crevasse, unwilling to be a victim again and wiped the blood from his forehead.

 

[Erekose13]

At Connor's go ahead, Scinathar reaches for it's crossbow and loads it, trying to see if there is a shot into the crevice. If not it will see what Mochor thinks would be the best way to get up there, suggesting, "If someone boosts me up, I can try to grab that little non-mojh out of there with my teeth."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Scinathar, you can't see anything with your normal sight in the crevice, but your magical sight can see that same ball of magic. Sighting over your crossbow, you try to put a bolt into the middle of the aura. However, the spryte moves insanely fast, dodging the bolt, and then firing another little bolt into your foot, becoming visible again.*

"Told you! Pretty pinky bloody reddy porky-pines you'll be, lizard-man, mojhyman, scaley-waley-shouldn't-be-here-silly-goose!" her voice taunts from the crevice.

OOC: Take 2 points of damage.