Ptolus- Palace of the Silver Princess (Campy)

[Deuce Traveler]

"Bats? in a bath? This is an odd castle indeed. In any case there is another door across the way. Anyone want to check it out? I'll cover you should the bats proove hostile."

OOC: So you are holding back while the others walk across and check the door? Hypothetically speaking, if something does decide to attack the party how are you planning to cover? Purely hypothetical.

 

[Erekose13]

ooc: from a purely hypothetical point of view, cover = eldritch spears what warlocks do best. but yes Thym is all about providing the smart plans and letting others do it for him. his message gets confused when he sprouts nonesense but he's been pretty coherent lately

 

[Deuce Traveler]

As the party walks in (all except Thym) and towards the door, the dozen or so flying creatures give one more collective shriek before diving downwards towards Renard. Thym gives a shout and fires one of his eldritch spears, killing the lead bat-like monstrosity, but the rest of them continue towards the fox-man who dodges half of the group. Two of the creatures also bounce off his armor, but four of them pierce through his defenses and latch onto his body with thin legs. These four pierce their hard beaks into Renard's furry skin while the rest of them soar upwards once more and prepare to reattack.

"Oh hell... stirges," shouts Petey as he dives behind Samuel.

 

[Brother Allard]

Guy frowns as the stirges dive toward the group. He draws his swords, seemingly reluctant.

"Stabbing bugs isn't really in my, uh.... idiom. Not very dashing, you know?" He looks around at the others, looking for some glimmer of understanding.

Seeing the little nasties latched on to his foxy friend, however, he shrugs, deciding perhaps he should make an exception this one time.

 

[Erekose13]

"Stirges? How are those bats? " says Thym continuing his barrage.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

OOC: Wow. People decide they don't like the stirges call and the rest of the party stops posting. I'll give it part of the day and then do an update post regardless.

 

[Mista Collins]

Loading his sling, Carl tries his hand at a little target practice.

OOC - Sorry, for some reason I read your update,and forgot to post.

 

[Erekose13]

ooc: I wasn't debating the post, Thym was reacting to Petey's description of them as Stirges. He still thinks they are bats, just aggessive ones. Course the ones now sucking on Renard's blood will change his mind.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

OOC: Oh, good deal. For a moment I thought I would be the first DM to kill his own thread.

Thym fires another blast, killing one of the creature's that is dive-bombing once more towards Renard causing the small creature to explode into tiny fragments. Renard gets creative and stabs one of the creatures attached to his own skin by stabbing it with one of his arrows, but the fox-man moans and swoons as the other three horrifically appear as if they are drinking his blood.

The other seven dive at him again, with three hitting and latching onto his fur, although Carl knocks one that missed out of the sky with his sling and kills it. Thorg walks up in order to pull a stirge off of Renard, but the creature squirms out of his large hand while remaining attached. Guy is more effective, stabbing one of the suckers with his blade and peeling it off of his friend. Samuel moves next, but his own sling shot goes wide causing Petey to sigh again and mutter something about mages and combat.

 

[Mista Collins]

Carl winds up once more, hoping to have the same success as earlier. He is really starting to love this sling as much as he loves food.