Life In Vein

Eryic, Human Wind Witch 3

Eryic spends the night in meditation at the Wind Temple. When the rest of the group arrives the next day, they find him waiting patiently with Quelsa, legs crossed, hair still mussed and unkempt, robes still ragged as ever. When he stands, there is a look of quiet determination in his eyes. He nods quietly to the group, his initial hostility and vitriolic mood seemingly quelled for the moment. His face is a rock, but at least it is a peaceful rock.

[OOC: Also good to go. Though I wonder what Eryic's going to tell Master Quill when he's gone for days :confused: ]
 
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*Eryic, if you go to Master Quill and explain that you have to go, he does get upset, though he won't prevent you from leaving.*

"Tarnak's Teeth boy! You're a good hand with a hammer, but next time don't commit yourself if you aren't going to stay," he says, his face a mask of disappointment and some anger.

*Urgo, in trying to find out about the storm, you hear several other rumors about some of the city's most prominant artists coming to some kind of grief. What makes it interesting is that in all the cases there was some kind of wind that marked the beginning of their sorrow.*

*The group heads on out, Pai mounted on a sturdy little pony, and Soen perched behind. Agracahn has a fine roan mare that complements the color of his fur. You notice that his red and gold clothes match his dyed tack.*

*Following the road marked on the map, you make fairly good time. Soen and Pai chatter amiably about magic with anyone who cares to listen, Pai speaking of different wind spirits he's met and Soen talking about interesting magical weapons he's seen in his travels.*

*You can see the peaks of the Elder Mountains in the distance when you pull off the road to camp for the night, their tops glittering faintly with ice. Pai and Soen agree to take the first watch, leaving the rest of you to divide up the watches as you see fit. The roads you've been taking have been fairly quiet, as you've gotten off the main road to take a more direct route to the mountains. Right now you haven't seen anyone in a couple hours, and it's unlikely that you'll be bothered tonight.*

*As you build up the fire to make supper, the faint eastern breeze starts to whip up, throwing dust and sand in your eyes. When they clear, the breeze has whipped up the fire into a small inferno. More alarming is the fact that the fire now has eyes of blue flame and reaches out fiery hands to graps at Agracahn. The litorian shouts and oath and tries to dodge out of the way.*
 

Urgo reaches into his padded sach and readies his alchemist's frost.
[OCC: Will alchemist's frost extinguish a fire? Alchemy +10]

While doing this, Urgo shouts: "Fire spirit, what have we done to anger you?"
 

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Matzerath is shocked by the appearance of the fire creature. The surprise triggers the skin flaps behind his earholes, which open into brightly colored fans running vertically down either side of his head as he lets out an angry "hsssssssss." After reacting to this situation, Matzerath will attempt to identify anything he can about the creature.

[OOC: Assuming this is some kind of outsider, Knowledge (Cosmology) +9]
 


*You both think the fire is some kind of elemental. Though they usually don't pop up randomly out of campfires. The elemental hisses at you, growing larger all the while, its body swelling as the wind increases.*

"Leave! Go! Kill you! KILL YOU!" it shrieks, lunging for Urgo. Its fiery touch brushes your flesh, brutally hot, but you manage to wrench yourself away before your clothes catch fire.

[OOC: Take 5 points of damage]
 


Isida Kep'Tukari said:
*You both think the fire is some kind of elemental. Though they usually don't pop up randomly out of campfires. The elemental hisses at you, growing larger all the while, its body swelling as the wind increases.*

"Leave! Go! Kill you! KILL YOU!" it shrieks, lunging for Urgo. Its fiery touch brushes your flesh, brutally hot, but you manage to wrench yourself away before your clothes catch fire.

[OOC: Take 5 points of damage]

Stepping a good distance, Eryic reaches into his witchbag, removing a miniscule dagger made of clay and a bright yellow gem. Speaking strong words of command, he holds out his open fist towards the creature, his other pressed to his temple. At the completion of his spell, a fine dust leaks out of his hands, a sprinkle of yellow and brown.

[OOC: Stepping 30 feet away from the creature. Mind Stab at the elemental, with the Electricity Template applied... when it's my turn that is]
 
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If no one is engaging the elemental in melee, Matzerath will step back 30 ft and fire his bow at it.
If the elemental is in melee with another PC, Matzerath will attack with his battle claw.
 

*Urgo, you throw the alchemist's frost at the elemental, but miss the base of the fire. Some splatters in however, and you hear the hissing in the fire.*

*Eryic, your mind lashes out at the elemental, catching its thoughts and blasting it. However, the crackle of electricty that accompanies it seems to have no effect.*

*Matzerath, you step back and unleash an arrow at it, and watch as it skims through the top of the flames, making it writhe.*

*Agracahn takes out his whip and cracks it at the flames, snapping it into its heart faster than thought.*

*Pai gives a howling shout that sounds like the shriek of the wind, and a bolt of ice flies from his hand into the fire. Soen withdraws a dagger from his belt, sights, and throws it into the middle of the fire.*

*The elemental lunges forward, trying to slam into the litorian, but failing.*
 
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