As Llwyd rushes past the slower elf, the elf swipes at him with his blade.

Attack: 12 Damage: 7

Llwyd bounds away after the wizard and comes to a sharp branch in the rocky cave.  (Perception check DC 12, to determine which way the mage went, or you can just guess)

Perception Check: 15

Llwyd reaches a rocky split in the dark cave. His keen sense of smell picks up on the musty sweat from the drow easily and he takes a hard turn bounding after the drow.  In a narrow part of the passage you bound past the elf and spin around to face him.

The elf scowls, though prickles of sweat hang on his forehead and he has a distinctly nervous look about him.  He holds out his hands though and the dark tunnel fills with a sudden thunderous flash of blue light.  Lightning tears through Llwyd, arcing out from the elf's hands.  The air is left filled with an acrid tang and the sour smell of burnt fur. 

Llwyd: DC 14 Dex save for half damage 32 lightning damage. 

The rest of the group, the elf spins, limping badly with a javelin through his leg.  He spins and fires a crossbow bolt at Sistri.....

Attack on Sistri: 24 Damage: 10. (DC 13 Constitution saving throw or be poisoned for 1 hour. If the saving throw fails by 5 or more, the target is also unconscious while poisoned in this way.)

A moment later Sistri, Kris, Irmiel, and Stallock all hear a loud crack of thunder echo down the passage from somewhere far ahead....

Everyone can take an action!  (Note, the first drow is 30 feet from the Sistri, Irmiel and Kris.  The second drow and Llwyd are another 90 feet down the passage somewhere.)

(Sistri CON Save: 9)

The flash of lightning was way down the tunnel, too far to do anything about it, but it also allowed to see the bolt charging towards Sistri. Irmielś talisman lightened up for a moment, slowing the time around the group and allowing the wizard to see that fork in the timeline that could change the outcome.

Reaction: Chronal Shift on Sistriś attacker. (Or her if he is too far)

Action: Magic Missile on limping drow for 3 +  4 +  2

Llwyd's Dex Save (Advantage because of magic resistance): 17

Llwyd never liked the smell of sweat, but on that particular instance he was grateful for it. Despite the drow best efforts it was easy for the druid, in the form of a dire wolf, to find his enemy. Understanding that there was no chance to outrun the predator, the prey decided to fight. A sign both good and bad for if the dark elf gave up on escaping it meant that, indeed, there were no allies of him close by but at the same the cornered beast is the most dangerous – a proverb whose truth the wizard was keen to prove with his magic.

Swift as the wind, the beast moved away from the direct impact of the lighting. Fur was singed, skin was burned, but nothing as harmful as he imagined. Fae blood, Coch word’s echoed on his mind. Now it was his turn to attack, as he had wished but a moment before. A pity no ally is close by, he thought while imagining how much easier would it be to bring the caster in front of him to heel if one of the girls was no more than five feet from himself. Allies! He noticed. His companions could be worried after the spell.

“I am fine!” He barked in his lupine form, conscious of the fact that his friends would not understand him but believing any noise would be less worrying that silence. A gesture the drow most likely interpreted as a threat. Not that by showing his fangs Llwyd left the man much space to think anything else.

Focusing his mind, the druid called upon the energies of nature to heal his body and as fast as he could ran into the wizard, trying to bite.

Notes: Through the Combat Wild Shape Feature, Llwyd uses his bonus action to spend a lvl 1 spell slot and heal 1d8 hit points. He then moves into melee and makes a bite attack against the drow wizard (on a hit the drow wizard take damage and must make DC 13 Strength saving throw or be knocked prone).

Combat Wild Shape Healing: 6
Bite Attack: 16
Bite Damage: 11

Chronal shift drow attack re-roll: 10. 

As the group witnessed once before, it's almost as if there a schism in reality.  Two elves appear, hazy and side by side, both firing a bolt.  One narrows it's eyes and its bolt flies straight and true at Sistri.  The other.....

The bolt is poorly aimed and clangs off Sistri's armor.  And then the hazy double is gone and the Drow that misses the shot is forced into reality.  The bolt clangs off of Sistri's armor. (no damage). 

Then Irmiel lets loose a barrage of magical darts that slam into the injured drow, dropping him to the ground with a thud. 

The sound of a wolf's barks can be heard from down the passage somewhere. 

Sistri, Kris are both up.

(Note - Deleted Post #709 to redo actions.)

Having thought she would feel the pain of the drow's bolt hitting her, Sistri also saw it missing.  For a moment she didn't know which was real, but she charged forward anyway towards where the sound of thunder can be heard.  Pulling out another javelin, she tries to hurl it over the long distance. 
(Javelin Attack: 13 Damage: 9)

(OOC - If at 60 ft. range she can't see the target, then Sistri will go ahead and use Dash for her action to move another 30 ft. closer and not make an attack.) 

Sistri charges down the dark cave tunnel, looking for Llwyd. The passages are pitch black aside from the light shining from Kris' hand....and as she dashes away from Kris...the light quickly falls off. Dark patches on the ground could be holes that plummet into the darkness, or just more rocky ground...and eventually she reaches a spot in the cave where the tunnel splits left and right.  The sound of barking echoes to her from the left.  She glances back at Kris waiting for her glowing light to reveal the pathway in the darkness.

Kris? Anything other than double move? 

Kris struggles to see beyond the 40-foot radius of her light spell.  Frustrated by her inability to see the drow in the darkness of the tunnel, she moves forward to at least remain in proximity to her companions (double move).  "I sure hope so!"  She calls back to Llwyd, deciding not to acknowledge out loud her disadvantage.

The drow hisses, angered that his powerful spell didn't kill the wolf....and glances back, hearing the sound of others closing in.  He swirls his arms in a circle, pulling the darkness all around him until the dark cave seems to erase the elf from view.  Llwyd can still smell the drow however, and he also feels the rush of air as the drow runs past him further into the cave. 

(the Drow is now invisible)

Llwyd : 30 feet from invisible drow.  Rest of group:  60 feet from invisible drow. 

Everyone's action!

(another double move for Kris).  Kris runs down the tunnel toward Llwyd!

When the drow became invisible Llywd felt confused. Not about the position of the enemy, he could still locate him easily through his keen sense of smell, but about the behavior of the dark elf. Why didn’t he use his powerful spells before, when attacking the group? Why did he gave up on fighting at the failure of a single attack? How could a caster be so nimble as to avoid the bite of a dire wolf? Signals of the arrogance to underestimate enemies far too much mixed with the wisdom to recognized himself outmatched. A show of strength gave place to an act of weakness. It was strange.

Maybe he has allies close by, the druid thought while focusing his attention on his senses. The wolf in him wanted nothing more than to attack, but if seeing the enemy he had failed to land a hit, with the wizard invisible an offensive looked doomed to failure. Resigned to this fact he returns to his original form.

“He is invisible.” He said with a voice his companions could understand. "Thirty feet from me and if he escapes we will need to worry about reinforcements.” His eyes glow emerald as he extended the right arm, raising his hand. Energy flowed through his body, manifesting a green light on the area where he last felt the drow stood. 

Notes: Llwyd uses his bonus action to return to his satyr form and casts Faerie Fire (Dex Save 15 for the drow wizard).

DC 15 Dex save: 21 vs [Tooltip Not Found] (I assume that's Faerie Fire). 

The area 30 feet down the hallway lights up with sparkling lights.  A nimbus of blue and purple seems to stick to an invisible form, outlining the Drow ahead and making him easy to spot and target.  Sistri, Kris, and Irmiel come running into the scene..... 

Highlighted silhouette was too good of the occasion to pass the opportunity, and Irmiel repeated the words of the simple yet effective so far spell: Magic Missile 2nd lvl for 3 + 4 + 2 + 4 

Sistri realizing her mistake in outpacing Kris, who is her only source of light, tries to keep with her now.  She too sees the now outlined form of the drow and finally gets an opportunity to hurl her javelin at him. 
(Javelin Attack: 20 Damage: 11)

Stallock, chasing after the rest of the group spots the glowing drow and fires a couple of arrows, though he still looks pretty green and is swaying a bit.

Attack: 25 Damage: 11

Attack: 12 Damage: 10

The javelin hits home, and the elf squeals in pain before four magical darts slam into him in quick succession, followed by an arrow.  The elf fades into existince, a javelin through his gut and an arrow in his shoulder.  The life fades from his face and he drops to the ground with a lifeless thud. 

The group looks around the suddenly quiet, and very dark caves. The air is cool and a slight breeze blows through the passages carrying with it the smell of the forest.