[UaVS] The Silver Door IC

[Uriel]

Vitrene shoots at the Behir, hitting it in one of it's legs. (3HP)

Wesellu shoots, but fails to hit the behir.

The Behir, enraged, and seeing Jikull as it's most dangerous Foe, tries once more to Swallow the bothersome Half-Orge.
Catching Jikull in its Maw (13HP), the Behir gulps...and again fails to Swallow Jikull.

Jikull, in retaliation, swings again, connectong with his Flamberge (18HP).The Behir rises, spitting blood and then Crashes to ground...Dead.

The Path is clear, with only the dying dounds of the Behir breaking the silence.

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Good work, Hound," Enraela speaks, cleaning off the edge of her sword before sliding it back into her scabbard. "You should scout the area quickly to make sure no more are about and then return to be healed."

Sufficing for a dismissal of the bugbear, the priestess kneels beside her sister. "Vitrene, heal the others." Her hand passes over her sisters features, so similiar to her own but younger and more rebellious.

Closing her eyes, she begins her prayer to the goddess to heal her younger sister, her fingers lightly tracing every curve.

OOC: She'll heal in this order, Gentaria, herself, then Arngen. She'll expect Gentaria and Vitrene to take care of the other's wounds.

 

[Dalamar]

Arngen retrieves his dagger and cleans it of Behir blood on the fungi.
He then goes over to Enraela.
"Mistress, are you fine?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

"I have seen better days," the priestess answers, opening her lavender eyes to gaze up at the male drow. "But the gaze of Lolth has been favorable upon me so far."

Using her thumb to brush a trace of acid from Gentaria's forehead, Enraela stands up, shaking the dust from her clothes. "And you, Arngen?" Her hand touches his cheek lightly while she observed all of his wounds. "You don't tend to be too useful when you're damaged. And I wouldn't want that, would I?"

 

[Dalamar]

Arngen smiles, enjoying the touch on his skin.
"I think we've seen the same days... or nights."

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Let's see if you can survive until we get another night," Enraela whispers with dark mischief and then kisses Arngen briefly on the lips with a silent prayer of healing for her consort. "But enough of this, we best get ourselves together quickly and leave this area before anyone else takes advantage of our weakened state. To the ship and relative safety we go."

"If anyone wants to waste my time whining, you can clean Jikull's flamberge with your entrails."

OOC: is it supposed to be a long way to the ship? should we rest before we head out?

 

[Krizzel]

With a nod to Enraela, Grolvus sheathed his sword and turned to the path ahead. He began picking his way through the boulders - cautiously, lest anymore serpentine beasts be laying in wait to swallow him.

Well, the bugbear had survived that encounter - and not just with the behirs. Maybe this would all turn out alright...

 

[Dalamar]

Arngen executes a flourish bow to the departing priestess.
"You inspire me to try my best surviving, Mistress."

He then gets his pace match that of Enraela and follows her, a step behind and looking for danger from around. And her.

 

[Leopold]

IC: Jikull wipes his sword on the flesh of the lizard creature. He approaches his 'charges' and waits sword firmly in hand. "Let us continue onward and be done with this rechid place and board this ship in question."

 

[Jemal]

Gentaria gets up indignantly and kicks the downed corpse of the Behier, muttering "Stupid beast". She then looks thankfully at her sister for the healing and tries to clean herself off as best she can. Moving close to Enraela, she speaks softly to her "Sister, we need to find somewhere to wash away the stench of battle or we'll be easier to track for any more creatres.."