Hollow's Last Hope [IC]

[YeOldeAlbatross]

"Ow!" Loricallior shouts out in pain as the beast draws blood and draws him into its embrace. Instead of struggling against the coils the elf draws on the supernatural magic of dragonfire and blasts the beastie from up close and directly into its face, again careful not to blast the Tree. Yet, the wyrm is surprisingly agile, even when so entwined, and whips its neck and head aside, again avoiding the full blast of Loricallior's flame. (Loricallior breathes fire, succesful REF save for Wyrm. Wyrm takes 2 damage, now at -4 hp.)

"Damn, damn, damn," Cyryn curses seeing Loricallior's predicament. Shifting his spear from a throwing position to a two-handed stabbing grip, he charges to his companion's aid. Cyryn circles around to reach the serpentine flank of the creature, and drives his spear directly through the beast's scaly hide. As blood spurts out of the serious wound, the wyrm roars in agony, whipping its coiled body back and forth. (Cyryn moves 25 feet to a flanking position, hits with spear for 12 damage total, including sneak attack. Wyrm now at -16 hp.)

Grimacing, Hakkara charges the grappling wyrm. "Release our friend, or pay with your life!" Not waiting for (or expecting) a response, Hakkara takes a swing at the strange creature. Her great blade arcs around, and slashes the wyrm right across the neck, hewing scales and flesh. The hissing beast is abruptly silenced, as its hisses become a death rattle. Slowly, the scaly coils release Loricallior as the wyrm's corpse falls lifeless to the clearing floor. (Hakkara hits with greatsword for 6 damage, a killing blow!)

END COMBAT

OOC: Well...that was quick. :\ Aftermath, Loricallior 4/12 hp, Hakkara 13/14 hp. What will you do next?

 

[hero4hire]

OOC: Well...that was quick. :\ Aftermath, Loricallior 4/12 hp, Hakkara 13/14 hp. What will you do next?

"Errr....Well done!" Jared said, a bit chagrined that he seemed rooted to the spot despite his own warning of being wary. "I will tend to your injuries while the others search the tree for the moss." At least in this I can be useful. he added mentally. He tended to Loricallior first and then added a minor prayer to mend Hakkara's scratch.


OOC: Swap Shield of Faith for Cure Light 1d8+4 healed for Loricallior. Cure Minor on Hakkara.

 

[Nazhkandrias]

Jebbo blinks once or twice, daggers still at the ready, wondering what on earth just happened. "Yup, well done, indeed. Ah've got a title f'this one already - The Ten Second Wyrm." Jebbo sighs and sheathes his daggers. "Ah well, guess ah'll have t'be gettin' m'target practice later on, then! So... Elderwood Moss? Any, erm, idear what it might be a-lookin' like?"

[sblock=OOC]Fast encounter, indeed. Mostly due to that awesome damage roll from Cyryn - well rolled! Alright, I don't exactly have the greatest Search modifier, so I think I'll stay behind and make sure nothing tries to jump Loricallior and Jared. Hakkara, I think you and Cyryn should be able to take care of yourselves fairly well! [/sblock]

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

"Errr....Well done!" Jared said, a bit chagrined that he seemed rooted to the spot despite his own warning of being wary. "I will tend to your injuries while the others search the tree for the moss." At least in this I can be useful. he added mentally. He tended to Loricallior first and then added a minor prayer to mend Hakkara's scratch.


OOC: Swap Shield of Faith for Cure Light 1d8+4 healed for Loricallior. Cure Minor on Hakkara.

After Jared's ministrations, Hakkara's scratches from the crows the previous day are no more. Loricallior's vicious wounds from the guardian wyrm are likewise entirely healed, leaving everyone in the party hale and hearty. (OOC: Jared's curative spell heals 8 hp for Loricallior, and 1 hp for Hakkara, restoring both to full hp.)

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

Jebbo blinks once or twice, daggers still at the ready, wondering what on earth just happened. "Yup, well done, indeed. Ah've got a title f'this one already - The Ten Second Wyrm." Jebbo sighs and sheathes his daggers. "Ah well, guess ah'll have t'be gettin' m'target practice later on, then! So... Elderwood Moss? Any, erm, idear what it might be a-lookin' like?"

OOC: Let us presume that, in fact, Laurel had described the appearance of the elderwood moss to the party...say, a very dark green (almost black) moss which grows in concentric rings. Very hard to miss, yes? A Search check should do the trick! Sorry for not mentioning this before. You may also assume that the herbalist gave the party descriptions of the other needed reagents. Carry on!

 

[hero4hire]

Jared begins to carfully look around. "No stone unturned." he mutters.


OOC: Take 20 search on tree

 

[Voadam]

Loricallior shoves the scaled thing's coils off of him. As the priest offers healing the elf looks grateful "Thank you, it is much appreciated. I can't believe how fast the thing dodged, even when it was right there in front of my face! I wonder what it was."

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

With the danger having passed, Jared moves forward to look more closely at the immense tree, even as Loricallior works to extricate himself from the dead wyrm's coils. As Jared works his way around the ancient tree's vast circumference, he looks up and down, hoping that his diligence will not allow the elderwood moss to go unnoticed. After nearly half an hour of careful searching, at last Jared spies a fairly large patch of the moss, its appearance precisely matching Laurel's description. The moss is just above eye level for Jared, and as he happily looks up at it, a stray shadow passes over his eyes from above. Looking up, Jared sees some large objects hanging from some of the upper limbs. From down on the ground, it's hard to make out exactly what they are, but they certainly are not leaves or branches.

 

[Voadam]

Loricallior takes a moment to examine the wyrm creature more closely to see if it is draconic in nature or more ophidian. In particular the mist that emanated from its jaw intrigues the elf, Loricallior focuses his senses to note whether there is a lingering aura of magic and then inspects the mouth to see whether a more biological explanation seems appropriate.

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

Loricallior takes a moment to examine the wyrm creature more closely to see if it is draconic in nature or more ophidian. In particular the mist that emanated from its jaw intrigues the elf, Loricallior focuses his senses to note whether there is a lingering aura of magic and then inspects the mouth to see whether a more biological explanation seems appropriate.

While he certainly is no expert, it appears to Loricallior's eye that the creature was likely a relative of dragons...albeit a more feral version than those he has previously heard of. There is not a lingering magical aura about the wyrm's mouth, indicating a more-likely biological explanation for the thing's noxious breath. Loricallior can only give thanks that his companions hacked the thing to death before the wyrm could bring that breath to bear on himself.