Crimson Sands of Time

“She’s a prisoner here?  maybe.  or a trap.  Ill assume prisoner.  Someone so cute and musically talented can’t be evil, right?”. Ill try to get her freed.  Be ready in case these farmer zombies attack me.”.  Tetrevess says.  Wings fold out from his cloak, and he flies up into the tree, and with a  friendly smile, inspects the girl’s chains to see how she might be freed.  

26 investigation in log. (wings of flying)

She is not physically bound.  Just a girl smiling and feet swing back and forth.  (Perhaps magically bound in some way?)

she plays again for all to hear. 

As you hear the music, the sounds brings to mind strong visual images. Its as if you can almost make out words as you feel emotions conveyed by her music.  (Musical Telepathy)

Sounds of Joy, exciting energy, happiness, warmth of the fire.

The image of a beautiful blue sky encases warm golden sand beaches. The sound of waves gently crashing on the sword coast.
A small primitive fey village, mythical creatures of long past.

A nighttime harvest festival, with all wearing masks and costumes. Zombies, Centaurs, Skeletons, Humans, Wizards, Bears.
Curiosity, youth, innocence:

A young beautiful girl plays with her friends in the night, spinning around and around and chasing her friends in merriment., 

(The song changes to a sharp key, and becomes more rapid.)

Boom!!!! 

A crash of thunder, black sky, large beings, red cloaks. Fire, lightning, poison, death.
Creak, Pitter Patter!

She runs to her tree home,  “Mother?,”  she yells out.

Captured, silver chains, blackness. A cage filled with children, enslaved. 

An out of pitch shrill scale…..(men's voices, chanting in ritual) “Kazit Gul, Kazit Gul, Kazit Gul.”

A new terror rises. 

A dark, powerful, cruel flat pitch of her instrument. The face of a…skeleton. 

She does not bend. She does not break. She is oak, the will of mother. (male voice) “Submit.” 

(The young girl opens her mouth to scream but has no voice)   

Darkness.
Sun rises and sets, A clock spinning around and around endlessly,  Images of the four seasons. 

Alone, hungry, trapped, darkness, forgotten.

“If you will not yield, then here you will stay…..forever.”

A trill sound as she looks down at Trisk

"Why, yes, I am Shadar-kai. How is it you recognize me so easily?"

Trisk keeps his focus on their common enemy even as he speaks to the bedraggled girl.

She again plays a tune on her piccolo, the music seems to sound like laughter after his question. but you no longer see any images. (Except Trisk)

For Trisk Only

The girl seems to be fading, almost becoming incorporeal.  The music stops, and the young 3 foot tall girl lowers her piccolo and desends the tree.  She reaches her tiny hand up to Trisk, a doubtful look on her face.

Trisk will tentatively take the young girl's hand in a clasp of greeting and friendship.

"I am sorry you've been trapped here for so long, hopefully we can find a way to free you."

She reaches her tiny hand to his, and tears form in her young eyes.

Suddenly, Trish feels something wrap around his wrist. It is a leather band of some sort with a metal clasp. A second band forms on the girls wrist. He also feels some sort of weight, placed on him. The Tree instantly loses all its leaves, then turns into a plain pillar, like all the others.

So, the zombies are just going to dash and dodge for nine more rounds. Do we want to do that herding thing? You can possibly drag their tokens yourselves in owlbear, otherwise just tell me where you want them. Currently,  half of them are pressed against the east door of the first room and the others are still headed south. The party is split between these two rooms. Skeletons continue to harvest magically regrowing leafy greens, and Tetrevess has noticed a pair of shambling mounds hiding in the room. Initiative exists, but not much for me to describe in the moment....

Sam moves up with his zombies “hello their girl, we don’t not have time for the nice welcoming stuff you warm bloods do, I have these zombies let’s us them foward and let’s try and find what we’re looking for” 

Sam herds the zombies south. While speaking with the girl in the tree, Sam gets smacked by a bush.

27 for 13 bludgeoning 

16 for 13 bludgeoning

Crit damage 5

"Yeah uh, you might wanna be careful there, buddy!" Ethan calls out to Sam as he stays way behind the pack. He definitely doesn't trust the girl still especially after seeing what she's doing with him and he also doesn't want to stir up any more misunderstandings.

The girl, a 3 and a half foot, 30 pound feyish hybrid, stays near Trisk, but seeing Sam get attacked, reaches into a small concealed pouch on her side, takes out a healing kit, carefully moves over to  him (without triggering an opportunity attack), and very skillfully applies healing, while smiling at him, then in an instant (Cunning action), she moves back to Trisk.

Healing for Sam (Healer Feat: When you use a healer's kit to stabilize a dying creature, that creature also regains 1 HP. As an action, you can spend one use of a healer's kit to tend to a creature and restore 1d6 + 4 HP to it, plus additional HP equal to the creature's maximum number of Hit Dice. The creature can't regain HP from this feat again until it finishes a short or long rest.: So:24 Healed.

She looks at Ethan, and plays a rather sour note, but winks at him. She is extremely quick, her hands and hooves a blur as she moves.

<all pcs are up. Sam and Picollo have gone. Tetrevess already saw rhe other shambling mound.>

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Tetrevess ✅️

Samogri 19 ✅️

Ethan ✅️

Randy ✅️

Triskellion 20 ✅️

Monsters 14 ✅️

Picollo ✅️

“Sam!  Sorry-  shambling mounds in here!  dont use electricity, cold and fire dont work great either.  weapons work.  I wonder if they have minds?”.  he casts mind sliver DC 22 int save or 10 HP damage, plus -1 penalty to next save. 

"So electricity, cold, and fire are not so great... what about necrotic?"

Trisk will step out from behind the tree and cast Chill Touch at one of the mounds. A ghostly, skeletal hand forms next to one of the mounds and clings to it.

Attack: 17 Damage: 7 necrotic damage, and it can't regain hit points until the start of my next turn. Until then, the hand clings to the target.

"Mate! He said Fire, Ice and Lightning don't work! Did he mention anything else?!" Randy irritatingly calls out as he reloads his cannon and fires A psychic bolt and then a massive orange force bolt at mounds 1 and 2 respectively. Also he moves in all of his movement into the next room if he hasn't already but hold behind the others.

Chaos Bolt Psychic (Mound 1): NAT 20, 13 Psychic

Force Ballista (Mound 2): 20 Damage: 13 Force

Ethan decides to changes up his attack style this time instead of pitching more baseballs at his enemies. Moving until he's within 5ft of the two mounds, he grabs his bat before it glows neon blue as he spins in a 360 circle whilst The impact of his bat created slams into the two of them as a result of this spin (DC 18 DEX or get blasted with 10 force)

He does give off an irritated look at the new girl though especially considering the sour note was aimed at him this time, but otherwise wants nothing to do with her for the time being. Besides, he's not in the mood for interacting with her at all if anything.

Bush Int save 12