The Faerie Woods [Knight Otu Judging]

[Dalamar]

Rodimus looks somewhat concerned at Percy's revelation. Though not over her per se, but over losing a possible future benefactor. For now, however, he is content in just waiting for something to beat up to turn up.

 

[Patlin]

As you begin to aproach Fasroth's cottage, a low growling alerts you to the presence of a wolf.

 

[Manzanita]

Percy

OOC: Is it still the same day as when we fought the redcaps?

Percy pulls up her horse at the growling sound. "Hello!" she shouts towards the cabin. "We come in peace!"

 

[Patlin]

Yes, it's been less than an hour.

In response to your call, a head is poked out the window.

"Oh, Hello there! What brings you out to my woods?"

At this friendly greeting, the wolf stops growling and retreats out of view.

 

[Manzanita]

Percy

"Hello." From old habit, she manages to flash a charming smile. "Are you Fasroth the druid? We'd like to talk, and ask your favor."

 

[Patlin]

Fasroth appears happy to have visitors, and after a brief exchange welcome you to his cottage. The horses are tied up outside, and poor Gorefoot is left delicately wrapped in a blanket.

Pouring you some tea, Fasroth asks what sort of favor you might need.

 

[Manzanita]

Percy

“Oh, Fasroth. Thanks for taking us in. You don’t get many visitors in these parts, perhaps. We were hired, in the beginning, to find and return a certain piece of jewlry stolen in Orussus. It turns out, though, that the thief was also a mass-murderer. A redcap calling this very forest his home. He is able to teleport to Orussus nightly and kill, which seems to be what he like to do. With some help from the fey lord, we were able to find him and confront him. We thought we’d beaten him, but he teleported away before we could stop him. In the process, or dear companion, outside, was killed. We found a scroll of druidic reincarnation among the redcap’s possessions. Our friend died fighting with us, and would have him back with us. Would you, could you, cast that spell upon him?”

OOC: Percy eyes the druid cautiously as she speaks, wondering if he knows about the necklace and its properties. (sense motive +1, or maybe -1. I never rolled how much wisdom she lost…)

 

[Patlin]

Fasroth seems more interested in the scroll than in the mentioned necklace. He casts read magic, then begins to examine the scroll.

"Fascinating. I've never seen Druidic magic of this level of complexity before. Let me see..."

Walking over to his bookshelf, he pulls off a particularly thick volume entitled "Ritual Magic."

"Yes, yes, this might help. Then again, it might not be ebough. Well, the chance is good, anyway. I think I can help your friend."

He mumbles as he flips through the book. "Moon directly over head... sanctified grove, well we've got that one allready... diagrams just so..."

"Well, yes, I'd be honored to give it a try."

 

[nimisgod]

Ishmael is overjoyed when he hears that they have a chance to see Gorefoot alive once more (albeit in a different form). "Our thanks, Fasroth. Thine help is greatly appreciated"

 

[Patlin]

Fasroth recruits your help in the preparation, which takes hours. Bringing Gorefoots body to a nearby consecrated grove, he sets out candles, sketches diagrams into the earth with an athame reserved just for such a purpose, and arranges Gorefoot upon a large flat rock in the very center of the grove. After hour of painstakingly exact preparations, frequently consulting both the scroll and the book of rituals, Fasroth sits down for a moment, taking a break.

"Now we need to wait until the moon is directly overhead."