The heavy footprints are too large for a womans, and you doubt that a normal woman could carry the girl so far.
You see a quick flash of red from the boat, the man that you can barely see holds a fishing rod and is oddly still.
Frederik flies a recce around the boat then flies down to sit on it. He pulls more red fabric to the side of the small boat. You manage to make out that it seems to be a skirt. He bats his wings at the fisherman and nothing happens. Swiftly he flies back to Illmirth. Girl is tied on boat. Unable to free her, the rope is too tight.
Arrigal swears then starts pulling one of the larger rowing boats into the water.
"I'll take care of it," Crisaryn says as she slips off her cloak. Immediately she starts to motion with her hands and speak an incantation as she walks into the water. Casting Alter Self, she grows gills as well as webbing between her fingers. She dives into the water, staying submerged as she heads for the boat. (Swim Speed: 30 ft)
"Something does not seem right about this. Crisaryn, be careful out there," he says. "We have your back!"
As the sorceress begins to enter the water, Illmirth strokes the soft black feathers on Frederik's head. "Can you fly over her, little friend. Let us know if anything seems off, or if the man moves to attack her or Annabelle."
Illmirth turns his sharp eyes to the forest near the lake. He scans the trees for any sign of an ambush.
***OoC: B/A bardic inspiration to Crisaryn d6 to any failed d20 test 1 hour - perception 17 ***
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“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
He flew over Crisaryn, keeping an eye on the lake to make sure there was no beast waiting for them.
Arrigal finally pushed the boat fully into the lake, would one of you help me? He inquires as he sorts the paddles out. Annabelle is terrified of the water! She can't swim.
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The heavy footprints are too large for a womans, and you doubt that a normal woman could carry the girl so far.
You see a quick flash of red from the boat, the man that you can barely see holds a fishing rod and is oddly still.
Frederik flies a recce around the boat then flies down to sit on it. He pulls more red fabric to the side of the small boat. You manage to make out that it seems to be a skirt. He bats his wings at the fisherman and nothing happens. Swiftly he flies back to Illmirth. Girl is tied on boat. Unable to free her, the rope is too tight.
Arrigal swears then starts pulling one of the larger rowing boats into the water.
Crisaryn Melkial
"I'll take care of it," Crisaryn says as she slips off her cloak. Immediately she starts to motion with her hands and speak an incantation as she walks into the water. Casting Alter Self, she grows gills as well as webbing between her fingers. She dives into the water, staying submerged as she heads for the boat. (Swim Speed: 30 ft)
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard || Iromae Quinaea, Cleric
Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer || Bronnryn Hethgar, Cleric
Illmirth
"Something does not seem right about this. Crisaryn, be careful out there," he says. "We have your back!"
As the sorceress begins to enter the water, Illmirth strokes the soft black feathers on Frederik's head. "Can you fly over her, little friend. Let us know if anything seems off, or if the man moves to attack her or Annabelle."
Illmirth turns his sharp eyes to the forest near the lake. He scans the trees for any sign of an ambush.
***OoC: B/A bardic inspiration to Crisaryn d6 to any failed d20 test 1 hour - perception 17 ***
“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
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Frederik
He flew over Crisaryn, keeping an eye on the lake to make sure there was no beast waiting for them.
Arrigal finally pushed the boat fully into the lake, would one of you help me? He inquires as he sorts the paddles out. Annabelle is terrified of the water! She can't swim.