"Nice shot your self Willin. Figured you were a caster, haven't seen that kind of magic in a while." Tama replies as she starts examining the situation. "By the looks of it we're going to need more of it."
Tru sprints to the well, tossing the wooden bucket into its depths before standing on her tippytoes to turn the handle and bring the - hopefully - full bucket back up
It's trivial to use the well, and there is water in it. If you want to extinguish the fire in the house, that's something you can achieve in about 20 min with other people's help.
Honored and graceful by the young halflings actions, Bob moves to the well and places one hand on tru’s shoulder, “you are kindhearted, but we must push on to the keep, people are in danger, we must do what we can to protect them”.
[Willin definitely moved toward the house to try to put out the fire.]
Willin looks uncomfortable at Tama's words. "Would that I never had to see this kind of magic again," he says quietly, "but I fear you are right."
Overhearing Bob's comment to Tru, he reluctantly pulls himself away from fighting the flames. "Yes, yes of course, we must prioritise the people. The structures can be rebuilt."
Tama stows the daggers and approaches Bob handing him the coin, "It won't replace a home but it's something to restart with." Sizing up the group she speaks up, "We should move quickly, two teams each taking a side of the street. Keep tight and use cover to your advantage. Watch for other survivors and anyone in need, leave no one behind. Willin and I have been traveling in the same group for a while and have a sense of each other, not quite the familiarity three people from the same town will have but enough to work as a team. However we are both ranged specialist, if any of you are willing to work with strangers I would appreciate the help of a melee capable individual. If you hear anything in the sky find cover quickly."
Bob smiles as he’s handed the coins, “by the looks of things this whole towns gonna need everything it can get”. He then looks up and states, “I’m happy to join with you for these people, you seem trustworthy enough, and skilled with a bow. I’ll be your shield” he puts his shield hand across his chest in a sign of gratitude and respect.
As the group moves off, Willin addresses Bob. "Please forgive my lapse in manners back there. I'm certain it would be a pleasure to meet you, under other circumstances. I'm sorry about your home."
Tama stows the daggers and approaches Bob handing him the coin, "It won't replace a home but it's something to restart with." Sizing up the group she speaks up, "We should move quickly, two teams each taking a side of the street. Keep tight and use cover to your advantage. Watch for other survivors and anyone in need, leave no one behind. Willin and I have been traveling in the same group for a while and have a sense of each other, not quite the familiarity three people from the same town will have but enough to work as a team. However we are both ranged specialist, if any of you are willing to work with strangers I would appreciate the help of a melee capable individual. If you hear anything in the sky find cover quickly."
[OOC: wait I'm a druid aren't I. *checks spells* I literally have Cure Wounds what am I doing smh]
Araroris nods shortly. "Just a minute, let me heal Bob first." She pushed Bob's shield arm away from his side and pulled out the knife, gesturing as she muttered under her breath.
[I'm casting Cure Wounds. It should heal 10 damage? If I'm doing this right.]
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Maxim 6: If violence wasn't your last resort, you failed to resort to enough of it.
(Reply to Willin) - Bob simply grins and does a single nod to show his acknowledgment, he thens holds out an hand for a shake and says,” well I’m Bob, pleasure to meet you, nifty bit of magic you have, will come in handy for I fear the road to the keep won’t be an easy one”
That looks right. How does the spell look? Blue lights? How does the wound heal? Is there a smell? This is a chance to set the feeling of your magic.
Bob heals for 5 HP
Araroris' palm, hovering over the wound, glows a gentle green, and the wound seals together from the edges to the middle. The magic has the same kind of feeling as salve on a burn.
That looks right. How does the spell look? Blue lights? How does the wound heal? Is there a smell? This is a chance to set the feeling of your magic.
Bob heals for 5 HP
Araroris' palm, hovering over the wound, glows a gentle green, and the wound seals together from the edges to the middle. The magic has the same kind of feeling as salve on a burn.
as Araroris lifts bobs arm up and pulls out the dagger, he lets out a little gruffly wince, before watching her in amazement as his wound slowly seals, “ wow now that’s something, pretty much good as new, my many thanks to ya.. you.. Umm, sorry I don’t think I know your name yet, I’m Bob” he grins heavily.
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Tru looks at Bob once more, hearing the sadness in her friend's voice
"C'mon we've got this....it's only just caught" and she looks around for something to help put out the fire
"Nice shot your self Willin. Figured you were a caster, haven't seen that kind of magic in a while." Tama replies as she starts examining the situation. "By the looks of it we're going to need more of it."
Tru, you see a small well around the house where you can grab water.
Are Willin and Tama moving down to the house?
Tama for sure did in order to retrieve her arrow and examine the surroundings.
Tru sprints to the well, tossing the wooden bucket into its depths before standing on her tippytoes to turn the handle and bring the - hopefully - full bucket back up
It's trivial to use the well, and there is water in it. If you want to extinguish the fire in the house, that's something you can achieve in about 20 min with other people's help.
Honored and graceful by the young halflings actions, Bob moves to the well and places one hand on tru’s shoulder, “you are kindhearted, but we must push on to the keep, people are in danger, we must do what we can to protect them”.
Tama will search the bodies of the kobolds for anything of use, information or equipment that they may have.
[Willin definitely moved toward the house to try to put out the fire.]
Willin looks uncomfortable at Tama's words. "Would that I never had to see this kind of magic again," he says quietly, "but I fear you are right."
Overhearing Bob's comment to Tru, he reluctantly pulls himself away from fighting the flames. "Yes, yes of course, we must prioritise the people. The structures can be rebuilt."
Tru looks up at Bob, her big green eyes catching the light of the flickering flames. She sighs and nods, letting the bucket fall back into the well
You all leave the flames to engulf the house.
The Kobolds have three daggers, one each; 3 silver, and 7 copper pieces in total.
How do you all want to travel to the keep? Any special formation, consideration, or anything else?
Tru pulls her arrow from the kobold, wiping it on the grass.
Tama stows the daggers and approaches Bob handing him the coin, "It won't replace a home but it's something to restart with." Sizing up the group she speaks up, "We should move quickly, two teams each taking a side of the street. Keep tight and use cover to your advantage. Watch for other survivors and anyone in need, leave no one behind. Willin and I have been traveling in the same group for a while and have a sense of each other, not quite the familiarity three people from the same town will have but enough to work as a team. However we are both ranged specialist, if any of you are willing to work with strangers I would appreciate the help of a melee capable individual. If you hear anything in the sky find cover quickly."
Bob smiles as he’s handed the coins, “by the looks of things this whole towns gonna need everything it can get”.
He then looks up and states, “I’m happy to join with you for these people, you seem trustworthy enough, and skilled with a bow. I’ll be your shield” he puts his shield hand across his chest in a sign of gratitude and respect.
As the group moves off, Willin addresses Bob. "Please forgive my lapse in manners back there. I'm certain it would be a pleasure to meet you, under other circumstances. I'm sorry about your home."
[OOC: wait I'm a druid aren't I. *checks spells* I literally have Cure Wounds what am I doing smh]
Araroris nods shortly. "Just a minute, let me heal Bob first." She pushed Bob's shield arm away from his side and pulled out the knife, gesturing as she muttered under her breath.
[I'm casting Cure Wounds. It should heal 10 damage? If I'm doing this right.]
Maxim 6: If violence wasn't your last resort, you failed to resort to enough of it.
That looks right. How does the spell look? Blue lights? How does the wound heal? Is there a smell? This is a chance to set the feeling of your magic.
Bob heals for 5 HP
(Reply to Willin) - Bob simply grins and does a single nod to show his acknowledgment, he thens holds out an hand for a shake and says,” well I’m Bob, pleasure to meet you, nifty bit of magic you have, will come in handy for I fear the road to the keep won’t be an easy one”
Araroris' palm, hovering over the wound, glows a gentle green, and the wound seals together from the edges to the middle. The magic has the same kind of feeling as salve on a burn.
Maxim 6: If violence wasn't your last resort, you failed to resort to enough of it.
as Araroris lifts bobs arm up and pulls out the dagger, he lets out a little gruffly wince, before watching her in amazement as his wound slowly seals, “ wow now that’s something, pretty much good as new, my many thanks to ya.. you.. Umm, sorry I don’t think I know your name yet, I’m Bob” he grins heavily.