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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 2690642" data-attributes="member: 143">Nope, I'm not familiar with that. Eldren's a Moon Elf Ranger 12/Peerless Archer 4. Jannae, his cohort, is a Moon Elf Rogue 5/Cleric 6 (Sehaine Moonbow). All of the other elves are 8th level, most multiclassed in one way or another, but with at least a few ranger levels. I didn't stat out all the elves. * * * * * Chapter 481Dannel had drawn and sighted down the length of a long arrow as soon as the enemies emerged into the open, but before he could loose Eldren’s voice forestalled him.  “Hold, Dannel!” the ranger warned.  “Shamblers… your shock-bow will only empower them!”Dannel nodded, remembering that bit of lore.  He cursed his decision to leave Benzan’s longbow, itself a potent magical weapon, back at the Traveler’s Rest in Ember Vale, in Cal’s care.  He had no other backup, and without it the firepower he could bring to bear was greatly impaired.  “Dannel!” Jannae cried, drawing his attention around as she tossed her own longbow up at him.  The priestess’s bow had a weaker pull, and lacked the powerful enchantments laid upon Dannel’s weapon, but he was an arcane archer, and the song filled him as he drew, aimed, and released his first shaft. The first shambler staggered as a half-dozen arrows slammed into it.  The thing apparently could be harmed by mundane weapons, for it seemed to be hindered by the impacts, although the missiles jutting from it seemed miniscule in contrast to its incredible bulk.  The other shamblers moved around it, but all four were engulfed in a spread of entangling growth as the forest floor suddenly became animated, clinging to them as they moved forward.  The huge shamblers were far too strong to be long hindered by the entangle spell, but it did slow them, leaving them open targets for the ongoing barrage of arrows coming from the elves.  Another ranger laid a second entangle at close range, extending the area of effect to almost directly in front of the line of defenders.  The first shambler went down as the storm of arrows continued, the huge creature sagging with over two dozen missiles stuck into its body.  The others pressed on through the entangled areas, however, not even bothering to try to avoid the radius of the spell effects, simply tearing forward through the clinging growth.  By unspoken agreement the elves shifted their fire and focused on a second foe, sending a hail of arrows into it as well.  Yaela’s eagle flew low over them, trying to distract them, but the monsters paid the small avian no heed.  Dalan kept his wolf close at hand, lest the animal move forward into the entangle spells. Damn, these things are tough! Dannel thought, as he fired yet another arrow into the second monster.  With time and distance they could possibly slay all of them without loss, as they were slower than the elves; a few of the scouts had already shimmied up into the lower branches of nearby trees, to give them a protected vantage from which to fire.  All of the elves moved faster than the shamblers, and with his own expeditious retreat spell he could easily lure them off while maintaining a more or less continuous barrage of fire.  He glanced back over his shoulder, looking for the easiest route of retreat; what he saw, however, caused his heart to pound in his chest. “Mohrgs!” he yelled. The elves turned and saw that the undead monstrosities had formed a wide ring around them, and were rapidly closing in.  There were almost a dozen, their tentacle-tongues already probing in anticipation of stinging warm flesh.</blockquote>

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