D&D 5E Ironfang Invasion (IC)

Flint wakes up, feeling a lot better thanks to the magical healing. He nods his appreciation to Loosh, then gets up from the forest floor.

Thinking to change tactics, the dwarf looks about for a tree branch he can set fire to, chasing the bees away.

OOC: Next time Flint is hit, cast Shield as reaction.
 

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"I see what you're thinking," Loosh says to Flint, "Who's got some good, stinky torches? We should break 'em out, pass 'em around."

OOC: Oops! I've got some!


Suddenly remembering he'd grabbed some torches when the group had grabbed supplies before fleeing town, Loosh says sheepishly, "Oh wait, I've got some! They're at the bottom of my pack."

He throws his backpack off his shoulder onto the ground and begins to rummage through it.

OOC: This'll probably take my next round's action, but people can probably come get one from me with their "free" object-interaction. I expect I just used mine taking my backpack off.
 
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Harb Half-Elf Paladin

After getting his torch lit Harb moves to J6 and holds is so that the flames are in the swarm while trying not to burn Corsa with it.
 

Loosh calls upon his god to heal the wounds dealt to Flint, while Flint looks around for a torch of some kind.
Corsa swings her short swords repeatedly but they don’t seem to be doing as much damage as she had hoped.

A young woman appears near the party and hurls a ball of flame at the fleeing bees. And Lal grabs a torch from
Loosh and charges the bees with his newfound fire.

Harb follows Lal’s example and attacks the bees near Corsa with the torch.

The bees, far fewer in number than before, flee from the smoke and the heat and head of to the Northwest.

GM:
If you want to continue attacking until you kill them all you can but they are fleeing and will not be returning to this area for several hours.

[sblock=Conditions]

Loosh 16/16
Flint 10/14
Corsa 18/18
Vin 5/14
Giana 17/17
Harb 14/22
Lal 20/20
S1 1/22
S2 5/22
S3 16/22 [/sblock]

[sblock=AC]

Loosh 16
Flint 14
Corsa 13
Vin 14 (17with mage) (20 bladesinging)
Giana 16
Harb 19
Lal 15
S112
S2 12
S3 12 [/sblock]

 

Vin quickly takes in the newcomer, "Well we almost literally seem to have people coming out of the woodwork! Thanks for your help lady." he adds with a bow.

"Err....assuming you didn't send the bees in the first place."
 

"Hmmm..." says the young woman. "Sent the bees in the first place? Perhaps that would have been a good idea. Teach some civilized folk a lesson about messing with beasts in their homes. I was concerned at first you were the goblins I've heard have begun making menaces of themselves in these woods. Clearly you are not, so if I may ask, what brings to the Fangwood?"
 

"Civilized we may be but we had everything under control," Vin looks around at his companions. "Sort of anyway."

"You too are clearly not a goblin but we have met some rather unsavoury characters and as we seem to have an advantage of numbers here," he motions to his wounded and weary friends almost ironically. "You go first."
 

Glad that no one's dwelling on the reason for the bee-storm, Corsa lets the others do the talking while she quietly starts stuffing apples in her pack.
 

"I'm Giana Moonchild, part of the circle of druids who protect this forest. I'm out searching for information for all the activity in this area, goblins and what not. Those stings look rather nasty, do you want me to see if I can help?" Giana says.
 

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