[KAUAI]The Rod of Seven Parts: Of Hexes and Gems

[SlagMortar]

WHERE'S ME GOBLIN MAGIC!?!

"Easy there, Mael. I don't know any magic and I've never felt the lack. Well, at least not until today when we were fighting that shadow demon. Actually, you make a fair point," Brakkus finishes with a weak smile.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Sitting and leaning against the rock wall, Gamad studies his spellbook. Refreshed, the wizard stows his tome then extracts the scroll case given him by Brakkus from the gnomes. Taking out his prism, Gamad mumbles a few quiet words and places the prism on the scrolls. The words are watery at first and swim before his eyes, but in short order Gamad makes out an old spell nearly lost to memory by the name of hornung's guess. While primarily designed to facilitate the counting of large quantities of gold or stores such as might be found in a king's exchequery, the spell may prove useful in other ways. Other than hornung's guess, the scroll contains two copies of the same spell, tenser's floating disk. All are arcane in style.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Gamad

Interesting.
the albino mumbles and tucks the scrolls into his scroll case.
We should proceed, the shadow knows where we are, it is time to find the second segment, pack up and throw the bones to the forest, we don't want to find scavengers in the opening of the cave, beside it, it is a mess.

 

[Voadam]

Maelicent tears off another piece of rabbit flesh with his pointed teeth before letting out a grim chuckle. "Heh. Damned trees have gotten ta be more trouble than they're worth. Would have burned tha whole lot of em down if tha wolf-be-damned magic storm hadn't put out tha fires. So tha demons got magic, tha mongrel-gnomes got magic, y'all got magic, even the wolf-be-damned trees got magic... So where do I have ta go ta get me hands on some wolf-be-damned demon-slayin magic?!? WHERE'S ME GOBLIN MAGIC!?!" The goblin finally gets so animated in his ranting that he starts spitting out small bits of meat, fat and gristle as he speaks before settling back down and taking his frustration out on the giant-rabbit once more.

"Magic for slaying demons? A couple of options that I think would suit you. First, buy some cold iron tipped arrows. Cold wrought iron has a magical symbolic connection to Law. Things of Chaos such as various fey and certain demons are vulnerable to cold iron weapons when they have magical defenses against normal steel or stone tipped arrows.

Second, save up your money and take it to a weapon enchanter, a mage with the skill to enchant a master crafted bow. Some fiendish creatures have no affiliation with Chaos and their supernatural protections require enchanted weapons to pierce their hide. Others with no true bodies, such as the Shadow demon, are not harmed by things of this world but by magic and magic enchanted weapons alone. I have not the skill of craft magic, though I am sure there are wizards or priests in the city who do.

Third, get a priest of a good god to enchant a weapon with a holy blessing, it will work against any creature of evil and many fiends are vulnerable to holy attacks."

Voadam looks over the goblin with an appraising eye

"Wizardly magic normally takes years of apprenticeship to learn, but there are many types of magic practiced in the world. One that might suit you is the nature magic of warrior rangers. It is not my specialty, but I can use a little of this magic and could teach you some of its principles and set you on the path to mastering it. It is not a path of magic dedicated to slaying demons, but one dedicated to mastering the wilds and being a master of the wilds. Using forest trees and vines to snare opponents, hiding your trail, recovering from injuries, warding against natural dangers, these are the types of magics a ranger learns. When my wizardly magic was stripped from me, it was use of ranger magic that saved my life in my last battle with Xiphid."

 

[Ambrus]

And there it was. Over six months of skulking around in the giant-kin city and the lone Gudwulf warrior had finally found the kind of lore he'd set out to learn and master. This man indeed seemed to have the answers he was looking for; it hadn't occurred to the goblin that magic was readily available for the asking nor that it was readily traded for money like any other commodity. Finally Maelicent felt like he was getting closer to his goal. Listening intently to Voadam, the Gudwulf warrior fixes his eyes on the wizard from beneath the brim of his tusk-studded helm. He continues to chew his mouthful of meat while iddly picking up the morsels he'd let fall. "So alls I have ta do is give some gold to a magic-worker in town an he'd magic my bow? How much gold might he want fer that? Wha about fire an lightnin? Can he make it spit lightnin too? So how's we go about ya teachin me yer magic?" The goblin grows more and more excited at his rapidly improving prospects.

 

[Voadam]

And there it was. Over six months of skulking around in the giant-kin city and the lone Gudwulf warrior had finally found the kind of lore he'd set out to learn and master. This man indeed seemed to have the answers he was looking for; it hadn't occurred to the goblin that magic was readily available for the asking nor that it was readily traded for money like any other commodity. Finally Maelicent felt like he was getting closer to his goal. Listening intently to Voadam, the Gudwulf warrior fixes his eyes on the wizard from beneath the brim of his tusk-studded helm. He continues to chew his mouthful of meat while iddly picking up the morsels he'd let fall. "So alls I have ta do is give some gold to a magic-worker in town an he'd magic my bow? How much gold might he want fer that? Wha about fire an lightnin? Can he make it spit lightnin too? So how's we go about ya teachin me yer magic?" The goblin grows more and more excited at his rapidly improving prospects.

"Some enchanters work for hire and simple gold. This city may have such, but I am not familiar with the local market for magics or the local orders of wizards. Or whether they are willing to deal with goblins. If not, however, they may be willing to deal with me. In any case, I used to deal in the trade of dwarven magical weapons, though this was on the world of Segmenta. Enchanting a bow, in my experience, would cost a couple thousand gold. Tens of thousands to get a holy blessing put on one if you can find a priest willing to do the enchantment. A similar amount usually for fire and lightning, though I would not suggest investing in those types of enchantments for fighting demons as most could ignore such magics. Cold iron arrows usually go for twice what a fletcher would charge for normal ones."

"If you are truly interested in apprenticing to me to learn ranger magic, I will start teaching you tonight."

 

[Ambrus]

Keeping his beady red eyes firmly on the green wizard, Maelicent listens intently to every word Voadam says as he never has before. Anxious to be done with the place so that he may start his training and return to the city to hunt down an enchanter, the Gudwulf warrior quickly rises, tosses the gristle covered bone he was gnawing on out the crevice behind him and gathers his gear. "Aright. Let's get ta finding yer second demon-stick so we's can get outta here, set tha forest on fire, go find me an enchanter in town an start yer teachin."

Without another word, the goblin strings his bow, draws and nocks a black fletched arrow and heads towards the back of the cave.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

An hour's march down the steadily declining and twisting tunnel brings the companions back once again to the bottleneck junction where the tunnel narrows from ten to five feet in diameter just before adjoining the crystal cavern.

 

[Ambrus]

Maelicent, in the lead, stops and turns to whisper to his giant-kin allies. "Ya giants stay here, be quiet an keep yer light low. Yesterday I spied a cavern up ahead where all the cave-teeth had been broken off tha cave roof by somethin. I wanna go check it ta see if it's a safe way-point ta bring ya's all to. On the way I'll be checkin ta make sure there aint no more o tha fallin cave-teeth ta spear an burn ya's nor none of that queer fungus an crystals. If it all clear I'll come back here ta fetch ya and lead ya to tha way-point. Aright?"[Sblock=OOC]Assuming there are no objections, Mael will move stealthily (Hide & Move Silently +13, taking 10) to F2 where he'll pause to study the roof of the crystal cave (Spot +8, taking 20) and listen for noise (Listen +8). If it seems clear, Mael will enter, turn right and proceed in the same fashion to D2 where he'll pause and repeat his scan on the path ahead. He'll then continue on to D5 and M5 and so on. Where exactly is the section of the cave system that is devoid of stalactites?[/sblock]

 

[Mista Collins]

Being trained in the art of battle, Chev knows the importance of having a scout. "I'll be waiting. If you run into trouble, just holler for us."