(CSRHoD) Creamsteak's Red Hand of Doom [IC]

[Creamsteak]

Larian does his best to wipe the blood and muck from his robes and then moves to talk to the owl rider. Recoginizing a fellow elf, he speaks in his native tongue. Greetings and my thanks for your most adventitious arrival. I am Larian Lightweaver. My companions and I are travelling north with the intent of searching out a potentially disasterous endeavor of a goblinoid army that is invading the Vale to the south. We have in our possession a map, copied from one recovered from a sorcererous bugbear, that suggests some sort of mission being pursued in the heart of this swamp. We are not numerous enough to stand against the entire army, but hope that we can help the good people of the Vale by thwarting whatever evil is at work here.

The leader of the group looks you over, inspecting the nuances of your appearance and that of your allies. When he's satisfied, he says, "Your presence here is both fortuitous and suspect. We've been looking for this owl for quite some time. Only by coincidence did we find both our quary and you fighting those monsters."

He inspects the owls body briefly, but seems dissatisfied. He orders his men to inspect the dragonspawn bodies, and they land and do so. After some time, they acquire a jade band. The rider who finds it passes it to his captain who inspects the engraving. He makes a series of hand signals to his men, and then walks to his owl. "It looks like our friend wasn't the only one killed by those monsters. We'll only take what rightfully belongs to us, you can have whatever else they had."

Counting only five individuals (he ignores Avril for the time being), the captain says, "You should come with us. Each owl is strong enough to carry a passenger. Our village is close, by air, but it would take quite a while to reach by foot or boat."

The razorfiends had a few obvious possessions they seemed to be holding on to including...
Headband of Intellect +2
Ring of Protection +2
Rapier +2
Pearl of Power (2nd level)

 

[pathfinderq1]

"Will we be returning here?," Tyrla asked, looking around the site once more. Not all their steeds were dead, and she would hate to leave them behind...

OOC: So are all the horses dead, some, or none? I'd think Warren's horse was out of the central pack, and the two heavy horses might still be up- but I imagine the acid breath was more than the light horses could take. Still, if we can bring Mandia along, we might want to hope to acquire more steeds elsewhere- I don't imagine they'll help much in a swamp. Thoughts?

 

[Creamsteak]

If you were to travel by air, I'll allow you to take Mandla (albeit uncomfortably) since there's a little spare room with Avril as an eagle and Warren being a halfling. I don't think the mounts, however, are within reason for such a trip without some sort of help. You are, of course, welcome to insist on ignoring the elf's offer to keep your surviving mounts.

 

[Arkhandus]

"Hm. What d'ya think we should do? A few of our horses are still alive, and I'd hate to leave Serrin tied to a tree or somethin' out here." Warren asks the rest of the group.

(ooc: Warren will try to claim the magic ring....)

 

[Vigwyn the Unruly]

Pender, Male Human Fighter 6

Pender allows the smarter and more charismatic in the group do the talking. Meanwhile, he finds his magic sword in the swamp, cleans it, and re-sheaths it. At an opportune time, he will thank the owl-riding warriors for saving their lives.

When the talk turns to mounts and traveling to the village, Pender speaks up, "Perhaps it is best if Warren and I ride to meet the rest of you at the village. I know how difficult it is to lose a horse to whom you are close." Pender feels a pang of grief for his lost friend Northwind. "So I don't want Warren to have to sacrifice Serrin. Also, I am highly trained for mounted combat, so giving up my current mount makes me far less effective in the field."

Pender then remembers something. "What about that magic boat we got--Drellin's Ferry, I think? Is that big enough to carry Warren and myself and the mounts, while the rest of you fly?"

 

[Dalamar]

OoC: What is everyone's HP status after the combat? With Touch of Healing, Siobhan can bring everyone up to one-half HP without expending any resources (Lesser Restoration powers the feat, so 6HP per application meaning a somewhat slow recovery process, but them's the breaks). That will of course include any surviving horses.
Warren is down exactly 20HP at the end of the combat, so he'll get an application of Healing Devotion, which restores exactly that much.
Pender will likewise receive one application, bringing his total to 44 in the end.
I think a Cure Light Wounds' average of 9HP healed should bring both of Larian and Tyrla fairly close to full.
Siobhan uses one charge from the Wand of Cure Light Wounds on herself, leaving her down 6HP.

That should bring the whole group to about a night's rest healing them to full, I believe.

IC: Siobhan spends time tending to everyone's wounds, though she does occasionally glance towards the owl riders.

 

[Redclaw]

Larian frowns in thought at Pender's suggestion. As before, I have reservations about splitting the group up. I have no doubt that my cousins and their owls will keep those of us travelling with them safe, but I worry about the two of you travelling alone. If were to come across more such as these, you might be unable to overcome them.


Larian is at 10 of 29 hit points.

 

[Pinotage]

Avril - Human Druid - AC 15 - hp 42/42 - Spot +12 - Listen +12
Mandla - Riding Dog - AC 25 - hp 44/45 - Spot +5 - Listen +5

Once the last of the powerful razorfiends died, she swooped down to the ground, immediatly changing form upon landing next to the prone for of Mandla. She ignored the elves and their owls for now as she hastily used her mistletoe and her magic to stabilise the bleeding of her animal companion. "You'll be fine, Mandla," she whispered, as she noticed Siobhan come to her side and channel some healing into the dog. "Thank you. I think he fought bravely. He is still young, and I think next time I should be on the ground with him. It is not good for him to fight alone like this."

As Siobhan dealt with her other companions, she removed her wand again, and starting the slow process of getting the wounded dog back on its feet. Mandla licked her face, and for once Avril actually allowed it. Only after the second application of the magic of her wand did she stand up and approach the elves, Mandla on his feet and in tow.

"Your hospitality is appreciated. I take it that you all know of the troubles of Elsir Vale?" She was aware that nobody had actually asked why these people wanted them to come with them. She turned to Warren. "Warren, can you take Mandla with you on the owl? I can transform again into an eagle to follow behind the owls to their home." She then turned to the elves again. "I'm sorry. I am Avril. Daughter to the Spirits of Nature."

[SBLOCK=OOC]OOC: Avril casts Cure Minor Wounds twice to stabalise Mandla. I'm then assuming that Siobhan heals Mandla back up to 22 hp. Following that, Avril uses two charges of her Wand of Lesser Vigor to restore Mandla to 44 hp.

Spells and Abilities Active:

Spells Cast and Abilities/Items Used:

Barkskin
Call Lightning
Wild Shape (1 Used)
Flaming Sphere
Cure Moderate Wounds
Bear's Endurance
Cure Light Wounds
Wand of Lesser Vigor (2 Used)
Cure Minor Wounds (2)

Spells Prepared:

Spells Prepared (Normal 5/3/3/2, Wis 0/1/1/1):

Level 0 (5): Detect Magic (2), Guidance
Level 1 (4): Enrage Animal, Faerie Fire, Produce Flame
Level 2 (4): Bull's Strength
Level 3 (3): Sleet Storm

XP: 325 (Blockade)

Avril's Character Sheet [/SBLOCK]

 

[Arkhandus]

Warren sighs. "I guess we're goin' by owl, then. Let's at least send the horses towards the way we came, so they might find their way out of the marsh on their own." the halfling mutters.

He takes his gear and loot out of Serrin's saddlebags and goads the warhorse into running back the way they came.

 

[Creamsteak]

The captain doesn't seem to entertain answering your questions. "You put too much trust in me, I simply don't know what else to do with you. You can come or you can stay in the swamp, either way it's your choice."

(I somewhat need consensus on what's going to happen.)