Wildwood RiTaC III Gannu Mines

[Drowned Hero]

Rooth is able to pry open Gravan's hand and the body of a small crushed spider, a brilliant crimson red, falls out upon the ground.

Gravan's breathing starts to slow.

'God dammit! a spider!' Rooth empties one of her Oil flasks and tries to trap the spider with it.

Handle animal ??? Grapple??? (1d20+1=4, 1d20+5=10)
ooc: dont know if the rolls can be applied, the rolls sucks anyways

 

[Shayuri]

Inamar blinks confusedly at Rooth's antics.

"I...uh...think it's dead," she points out. Then she realizes that Graven is worsening.

"Rooth, can't you draw the poison out? Stop playing with bottles and dead spiders and help Graven!"

 

[Pyrex]

Weylan takes a closer look, wondering if the spider had bitten Gravan or if something wrong with his neck is preventing him from breathing normally.

 

[Drowned Hero]

"Rooth, can't you draw the poison out? Stop playing with bottles and dead spiders and help Graven!"

'How would i do that? i have no skill at healing poison!'

 

[Voadam]

Gravan RIP

The crimson spider does not move, it appears the life was crushed out of it.

Weylan peers at Gravan's neck and the redness there radiates from a little bump like that of an insect bite.

Gravan's eyes do not move or react as people move around him and his breathing seems to have stopped.

Inamar [sblock] You feel a twinge of pain through the staff and feel a snap like a twig breaking cleanly, the link you felt to Gravan through the ritual is no more.[/sblock]

 

[Shayuri]

Inamar's mouth falls open in horror, and she reaches out to touch Graven's forehead.

"A spider," she says in a voice barely above a whisper. "We're fighting goblins and ratmen and...and monsters...and he dies because of a SPIDER!"

In a sudden fury she bounds to her feet and starts smashing the staff against the tree Graven is slumped against.

"THAT! IS NOT! FAIR!"

The runes in her skin flash bright blue and start moving erratically and quickly over her. Her hands flare with energy and she falls to her knees and punches the ground as hard as she can. The earth under her fist explodes back up at her, drenching her with sod and grass.

"I hate this place," Inamar whispers, staring into the crater she's made in the ground. "I want to go home."

 

[Drowned Hero]

Rooth in desperation tries to heal Gravan 'I might be lucky nad can remove the poison' she crouch over Gravan and tries to suck some of the poison out.

Heal (1d20 2=3)
ooc: IC is just beeing mean with me.

 

[Voidrazor]

NR4ZN reverts to silent robotic stoicism, seeming to pay more attention to making sure the captives can't get free than, Gravan, Rooth's vain attempts to help him, or Inamar's dismay at his loss.

 

[Voadam]

Rooth's efforts unfortunately prove fruitless and a pall falls upon the group as their number is reduced by the hazards of the Wildwood.

NR4ZN silently inspects the bonds and verifies their security as the goblin begins to stir he mumbles "Heim? O que está acontecendo? Oh minha cabeça." to which the wolf snarls a reply "Os outros estão mortos. Nós estamos presos." goblin[sblock]"Huh? What's going on? Oh my head." and "The others are dead. We are prisoners."[/sblock]

 

[Pyrex]

Weylan cocks his head, then tries to conceal his suprise as the large wolf speaks in a language he understands, then turns to the others.

"We should give him a proper burial. It is all we can do under the circumstances."