*The razor-sharp leaves swirl about the camp, causing shallow wounds that bleed freely. Several people begin to wretch from the attack, Ishkabar amongst them. His spell is lost, along with his lunch, dinner, and previous day's breakfast. Phaeder backs up, moving towards Allyra, and begins to sing his magic.*
*Allyra weaves her spell of glittering motes in the air, clearly outlining three of the tree-creatures in golden dust. Trekt smiles when he sees the creatures outlined, and prepares himself to strike when they get within range. Shal, however, has no need to wait, and calls down fire from the heavens to burn the closest of the creatures. Amazingly for something so large, it seems to wrench itself partly out of the way, but its bark smolders nevertheless.*
*Seeing Allyra's success, Rezomael lets fly a bolt of lightning straight at the creature. Again it seems to dodge part of it, but now it sports a nasty-looking burn mark on one side. It moans terribly, sounding like a voice from the bottom of some forsaken chasm.*
*Grik lets fly with an arrow, which bypasses the tree creature, but instead finds itself buried inside one of the little tree critters. Ishkabar simply groans in obvious discomfort, and goes to one knee to make himself less of a target in his distress. However, those in the camp that remain on their feet are making a good accounting for themselves. It seems someone has passed out the axes used for firewood, and people are using them to good effect on the little twig creatures. However, they are far from harmless, as three mob one man, clawing deeply into his skin with their sharp little twig-claws.*
*Drakkon calls upon the Strength of Kord to empower him during this battle, and seems to grow larger in stature. Now the tree-creatures close in from all sides, running in, their massive limbs swinging with the force of a forge hammer. Three come straight for the party, and three others linger just outside the cutting arc of a weapon. Trekt takes his blow as they come within range of his axe, cutting away a portion of the fire and lightning-blasted creature.*
*The three who hesitated suddenly open their maws and breathe out an ungodly stench of rot and decay from within their trunks. All but Trekt, Grik, and Ishkabar are caught in the fetid cloud. Shal, Allyra, and Phaeder all feel a terrible twisting in their guts, a feeling of sickness.*
*Two lumber in to strike at Drakkon and Ishkabar, though both miss in their enthusiasm, clanging off the priests' armor. The third, however, lands a solid blow upon Trekt, as if in retaliation for being set on fire and struck by lightning.*
OOC -
Initiative:
Razor Leaf Swarm - 22
Phaeder - 19
Allyra - 18
Trekt - 17 (higher Dex)
Shal - 17
Rezomael - 15
Grik - 14
Ishkabar - 13
The Rest of Camp - 10
Little Tree Critters - 9
Drakkon - 5
Tree Creatures - 4
2 points of damage to everyone from the swarm. Ishkabar is nauseated (failing his Fort save with a 9). Phaeder moves and casts harmony. Allyra gets a 36 on her Concentration check and catches three Tree Creatures. Trekt readies an action. Shal casts flame strike on one of them, it makes it Ref save with a 22, and takes only 22 points of damage (half of 45). Rezomael casts lightning bolt at the same one, the creature makes its save with a 24, and takes 23 points of damage (half of 47). Grik fires his shortbow, hitting a 16 and missing. The rest of the camp fights, and the little twig critters fight back. Drakkon makes his concentration check and casts divine favor. Trekt takes his attack, hitting a 33 for 7 points of damage. Then the trees do their attacking. Shal, Allyra, and Phaeder all fail a Fort save and are sickened (-2 to attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks). One misses attacking Drakkon with a 23, one misses Ishkabar with a 15, and one hits Trekt with a 27 for 18 points of damage.