Feint Whispers Chapter #4: The Hallowed Hills

"Is this why Dwarves are such stout folk Bhartus.. fighint your vegatables like this." Whitney asks with a smile as the melee ensues. "I read that many dwarven clans raise great forests of fungi and such..."
 

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Both Norri and Whitney's arrows, magical and mundane, silence the closest shrieking fungus. Tarowyn and Bhartus have similarly good luck with the Violet Fungus as their projectiles lodge into the tentacled creature. Jericho of course closes with one of the shriekers. His bastard sword swings, taking off a bit of the plant, though its infernal screaming doesn't end!

Norri is up. There are two shrieking fungi remaining as well as the Violet. Just to be clear, all of fungi are northeast of the party, arranged in a square, with the violet on the northeast corner of this square.
 

Whitney pulls her crossbow and moves to take a shot that won't be interfeered with by Jericho's melee with the shrieker, keeping a close eye on the weakened warrior in case he needs aid (Taking my shot at Tarowyn's target)
 

While firing again on the purple mushroom (:D), Tarowyn calls out over his shoulder, "The rest of you, shut those things up! They'll bring every creature in this place down on our heads!"
 

"Silence you blasted fungus... Bhartus tell your underground cousin to shut its yap!" Jericho tries to cut the shriker in half...
 
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Norri moves to the fungi Jericho was slashing at, ending its shrieks with one downward stab of his dagger. Tarowyn lands two more arrows in the Violet Fungus, the shafts protruding from its purple base. Whitney's bolt flys wide of the remaining shrieker, its screach still echoing through the cavern as Jericho's wide slash fails to cleave it through the underbrush.

Bhartus is up. Just one shrieker remaining.
 



"There's times when I wish my torch had real fire on the end," Norri says through gritted teeth as he takes a swing at the shrieking plant, "Where's a vunerable spot on a plant?"
 

Festy_Dog said:
"There's times when I wish my torch had real fire on the end," Norri says through gritted teeth as he takes a swing at the shrieking plant, "Where's a vunerable spot on a plant?"

"Kill it till it dies wee man, kill it!" Jericho growls... preparing to strike again if Norri can't finish it off...
 

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