Xeratriczs draws a skinny, folding crossbow from her robes and surveys the surroundings, "I suppose we should help, yes?"
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Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
As Godric runs off chasing a voice in his head, the rest of you follow him into the dark woods. The forest is nearly pitch-black, as if you were traveling through a tunnel deep beneath the earth, rather than walking along a well-traveled trade road in a verdant forest. Everything you heard suggested that this forest was once a haven for kindly faeries and other fey creatures and animals, but the forest around you is half-dead and choked with thick curtains of spider webs.
You travel along the road for a short way—and then you see it. A woman, dressed in a green, hooded robe, standing in the middle of the road. As you get closer, you to the woman, you realize that it isn't a robe, but she is actually wreathed in leaves and twigs.
The woman looks at you with dull green eyes, and frowns. She begins to speak, and her voice is dry and crackling, like the sound of dozens of fallen leaves being stepped upon in unison. “I have been tasked to deliver a message to creatures of power and honor. You will suffice. A spider-shepherd has come to this forest and captured a dragon named Flax. He begs your aid.” The dryad turns around to the west and points deeper into the forest. A gust of wind reveals a path covered with thick cobwebs. “That is where he is trapped. If you have love of justice or love of treasure in your hearts, Flax entreats you to save him.”
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Godric opens his mouth, ready to speak, but then he closes it again. Tries to start speaking again, but he fails again this second time.
He clears his throat and says to the dryad.
"Uh eh.. hello yes... I am Godric and I am sorry but... we were looking for someone trapped in some hole... is this Flax you talk about? and he... he is a dragon?! how comes that no one can capture a dragon?! And what is a spider-sheperd?" he notices that he is talking too much " I mean... yes I will aid if I can but... well, if you excuse me... this is too... I mean.. you are talking about a dragon..."
The dryad gives looks at Godric and smirks, “Flax is a faerie dragon a one of several flicks to roam this glade. Since the spider-Shepard arrived it has brought with it other nasty things from the bog. If it is left to roam this wood the people of Brightmoor and beings of this glade are in grave danger. There is a den not too far down that path, the Shepard lives there.”
With that the dryad turns and becomes one with a tree behind her.
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"Well the 'Spider-Shephard' is intriguing, great title, but I'm much more interested in pursuing Kjever. This whole arachnophobic angle is a bit on the nose." Ytriel says with disinterest. "But... if you're all so inclined I'm not opposed to a detour."
You follow the dark web clogged path until you reach a large cave opening. The cave is covered in webs, almost clogging the entrance. The inside is pitch black.
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"Might be that fire would serve best?" Xeratriczs waves a hand over the runes of her gloves, causing sparks to leap. Taking up a branch, she wraps a cloth at its end and grips it with her sparking glove. The arcs intensify until the cloth catches flame and the half-dragon waves everyone in, clearing webs with the torch.
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Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Brunik tries his best to help out Xera with the web clearing, swinging his hammer some, for to him it seemed silly that a bunch of forest creatures where scared of spiders.
Walking about 100 feet down the corkscrewing tunnel deeper into the cave, taking down whatever webs are in the way. Onyn reaches the entrance to a chamber opening, roughly 50 ft across and 30 ft wide. Across the way you can see 5 Faerie dragons, for young red children and a larger blue one strung up in a massive web. The dragon turns it's head towards you seeing the light from the entrance, to you and in front of Onyn appears Flax "Oh thank goodness! You came! I can't speak too loudly or the shepard might hear. I would come to you, but I'm a little tied up." The dragon snickers and the illusion dissapates leaving you in the entrance to the chamber.
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"Let's go. I do not know how much they could hold." he take shis mace and shield ready after checking again the leather bag that he has on his hip with the healers kits.
Making your way across the chamber, you notice thick heavy strands of web. "OH thank goodness. I'm so glad you came. These are my children, you must cut us free. I don't know when the Spider-Shepard will be back." The webs binding the faerie dragons are thick.
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Xeratriczs waits for the web cutting to finish, patiently watching the cavern and examining the web networks with her odd looking glass.
(Guidance-enhanced checks, please. Willing to take a delay in executing them in sequence due to casting and observation time. Perception: 19. Nature: 15)
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Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Xeratriczs looks around the small cavern, noticing that the strands of web connect in this main room. The gentle *twing* of the web snapping and freeing flax echoes softly in the cavern. As Flax shakes the remaining web off of his wings, a stream of web shoots just past Onyn from the center of the ceiling over the entrance they had just come from. A lanky purple beast climbs down the side of the chamber along with four Giant spiders.
Flax flies over the party and approaches GI2 and unleashes a puff of gas over the Spider and the spider's eyes glaze over and it begins to sway side to side a little before straightening back out. GI2 then sprints backwards and crawls up the ceiling. Flax tries to snap his jaws on the beast but it is too quick and escapes before the jaws close over air.
GI1 skitters towards Xeratriczs, its fangs chattering the entire way. It latches its fangs deep into the dragonborn.
GI3 crawls its way across the cavern floor and sicks its fangs into Godric after closing the distance.
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Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Xeratriczs draws a skinny, folding crossbow from her robes and surveys the surroundings, "I suppose we should help, yes?"
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
"Of course we will!" says Godric as if it is out of question. The naive cleric asks in loud voice again " Can you guide us? we will help you!"
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As Godric runs off chasing a voice in his head, the rest of you follow him into the dark woods. The forest is nearly pitch-black, as if you were traveling through a tunnel deep beneath the earth, rather than walking along a well-traveled trade road in a verdant forest. Everything you heard suggested that this forest was once a haven for kindly faeries and other fey creatures and animals, but the forest around you is half-dead and choked with thick curtains of spider webs.
You travel along the road for a short way—and then you see it. A woman, dressed in a green, hooded robe, standing in the middle of the road. As you get closer, you to the woman, you realize that it isn't a robe, but she is actually wreathed in leaves and twigs.
The woman looks at you with dull green eyes, and frowns. She begins to speak, and her voice is dry and crackling, like the sound of dozens of fallen leaves being stepped upon in unison. “I have been tasked to deliver a message to creatures of power and honor. You will suffice. A spider-shepherd has come to this forest and captured a dragon named Flax. He begs your aid.” The dryad turns around to the west and points deeper into the forest. A gust of wind reveals a path covered with thick cobwebs. “That is where he is trapped. If you have love of justice or love of treasure in your hearts, Flax entreats you to save him.”
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
Godric opens his mouth, ready to speak, but then he closes it again. Tries to start speaking again, but he fails again this second time.
He clears his throat and says to the dryad.
"Uh eh.. hello yes... I am Godric and I am sorry but... we were looking for someone trapped in some hole... is this Flax you talk about? and he... he is a dragon?! how comes that no one can capture a dragon?! And what is a spider-sheperd?" he notices that he is talking too much " I mean... yes I will aid if I can but... well, if you excuse me... this is too... I mean.. you are talking about a dragon..."
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The dryad gives looks at Godric and smirks, “Flax is a faerie dragon a one of several flicks to roam this glade. Since the spider-Shepard arrived it has brought with it other nasty things from the bog. If it is left to roam this wood the people of Brightmoor and beings of this glade are in grave danger. There is a den not too far down that path, the Shepard lives there.”
With that the dryad turns and becomes one with a tree behind her.
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
"Well the 'Spider-Shephard' is intriguing, great title, but I'm much more interested in pursuing Kjever. This whole arachnophobic angle is a bit on the nose." Ytriel says with disinterest. "But... if you're all so inclined I'm not opposed to a detour."
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"Thank you.. " says a shy Godric to the dryad while she rejoins the tree
"Well. oit seems that they need us too. Better let's go try to help Flaz from this spider-sheperd"
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You follow the dark web clogged path until you reach a large cave opening. The cave is covered in webs, almost clogging the entrance. The inside is pitch black.
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
"Might be that fire would serve best?" Xeratriczs waves a hand over the runes of her gloves, causing sparks to leap. Taking up a branch, she wraps a cloth at its end and grips it with her sparking glove. The arcs intensify until the cloth catches flame and the half-dragon waves everyone in, clearing webs with the torch.
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Brunik tries his best to help out Xera with the web clearing, swinging his hammer some, for to him it seemed silly that a bunch of forest creatures where scared of spiders.
"It just be som spoders"
Walking about 100 feet down the corkscrewing tunnel deeper into the cave, taking down whatever webs are in the way. Onyn reaches the entrance to a chamber opening, roughly 50 ft across and 30 ft wide. Across the way you can see 5 Faerie dragons, for young red children and a larger blue one strung up in a massive web. The dragon turns it's head towards you seeing the light from the entrance, to you and in front of Onyn appears Flax "Oh thank goodness! You came! I can't speak too loudly or the shepard might hear. I would come to you, but I'm a little tied up." The dragon snickers and the illusion dissapates leaving you in the entrance to the chamber.
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
Godric tells the others
"Let's go. I do not know how much they could hold." he take shis mace and shield ready after checking again the leather bag that he has on his hip with the healers kits.
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Ytriel follows as well, keeping to the back of the group.
"Strung up in a web,
you'll find your friends and family dead
you'll find them hanging by a thread
you'll find them tapped dry like a keg."
He begins singing in a low voice, a sly smile on his face.
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Making your way across the chamber, you notice thick heavy strands of web. "OH thank goodness. I'm so glad you came. These are my children, you must cut us free. I don't know when the Spider-Shepard will be back." The webs binding the faerie dragons are thick.
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Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
Godric runs towards the trapped faerie dragons and will check on them.
"I don't have nothing to cut them loose " he says to others " Do you have something? " he checks if they are ok
( Medicine?: 12 )
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Ytriel approaches as well with a bored look on his face. He takes out his rapier and attempts to poke and cut the webs near the dragons.
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Brunik takes out a handaxe an starts to approach, going to swing at the webs at the other fairiedragons bonds
Xeratriczs waits for the web cutting to finish, patiently watching the cavern and examining the web networks with her odd looking glass.
(Guidance-enhanced checks, please. Willing to take a delay in executing them in sequence due to casting and observation time. Perception: 19. Nature: 15)
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Xeratriczs looks around the small cavern, noticing that the strands of web connect in this main room. The gentle *twing* of the web snapping and freeing flax echoes softly in the cavern. As Flax shakes the remaining web off of his wings, a stream of web shoots just past Onyn from the center of the ceiling over the entrance they had just come from. A lanky purple beast climbs down the side of the chamber along with four Giant spiders.
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids
Flax flies over the party and approaches GI2 and unleashes a puff of gas over the Spider and the spider's eyes glaze over and it begins to sway side to side a little before straightening back out. GI2 then sprints backwards and crawls up the ceiling. Flax tries to snap his jaws on the beast but it is too quick and escapes before the jaws close over air.
GI1 skitters towards Xeratriczs, its fangs chattering the entire way. It latches its fangs deep into the dragonborn.
GI3 crawls its way across the cavern floor and sicks its fangs into Godric after closing the distance.
Mavi Göz Mal - Half Orc Monk Level 1 Not Another Lost Mine of Phandelver
Drita - Aasimar Hexblade Warlock Lvl 3 Tomb of Annhilation
Iznik Sylnithas - Half Drow Blood Hunter Level 2 Precipice of Voids