Inez Hull
First Post
As Breor and Artos strain both eyes and ears for sign of their attacker, Antroine bravely charges into the fog. However, he does not make it far before he pulls up short in pain. The ground seems to be covered in spikes and Antroine has only barely managed to keep from driving his foot deeply onto one [takes 6 damage but no penalty to movement]. Something about the woods at night, the fog and his companions yelp of pain triggers off an unnatural need to be somewhere else in Breor. He roars, tapping into his rage and shakes off the building fear.
Valandil's magic focuses on a specific target and he sees the raven sitting high atop the branches of a tree rising above the fog bank. With Valandil's directions both Breor and Artos also spot the bird.
With a herculean effort Arathorn pulls himself free of the tangling undergrowth and moves forward to join his companions. The ball of flame begins moving again, seemingly intent on destroying the ranger but veers off towards his still trapped brethren. Valandil throws himself to the side as best he can with his grappled legs and somehow remains untouched by the flames, sustaining nothing more than singed eyebrows and fire-blackened clothes [passed saving throw].
Valandil's magic focuses on a specific target and he sees the raven sitting high atop the branches of a tree rising above the fog bank. With Valandil's directions both Breor and Artos also spot the bird.
With a herculean effort Arathorn pulls himself free of the tangling undergrowth and moves forward to join his companions. The ball of flame begins moving again, seemingly intent on destroying the ranger but veers off towards his still trapped brethren. Valandil throws himself to the side as best he can with his grappled legs and somehow remains untouched by the flames, sustaining nothing more than singed eyebrows and fire-blackened clothes [passed saving throw].