The hag slashes out to catch Lorelei, her talons slashing through her neck armour. It barely misses the carotid. Blood falls from the wound. 10 points of damage.
Just as the vicious hag talon is lashing out from the water at the young blonde priestess in the small rowing boat, a sudden flare of divine light distracts the evil crone. (Warding Flare)
With the hag close enough now, Illmirth leans back slightly and snaps a quick side kick into her hideous face. With a little grin to Lorelei, he hums a soothing tune and she feels the warmth of healing magic closing the hags wicked claw marks. "Now finish her!" he calls out. HIs team is more suited to dealing mass damage than he, so Illmirth was content to play his part and support them.
***OoC: unarmed strike: 12 bludgeoning damage: 3 B/A healing word to Lorelei: 8 HP ****
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“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
With the fisherman sinking beneath the water, Crisaryn turns her attention to Annabelle. She quickly tries to untie the girl as she speaks softly to her. "You are going to be alright. But there's still a hag out there that we have to take care of. Just stay here." She turns her attention to the creature that the others have been battling, preparing to join in the fight next round.
(OOC - Crisaryn would use her Action to free the girl rather than attack this round.)
The hag screamed and floundered, her head pierced by Aleryas pike. You watch as her body melts away into the water, the smell of seaweed pervades the air around.
Arrigal swears at losing his knives. He reaches over the boats side to take Annabelle into his arms and placed her in the prow of the longboat. She is crying and still afraid. Crisaryn are you going to swim back or would you row this small boat and met us on the shore?
Frederik takes a perch next to Annabelle Calling out safe now! Annabelles eyes go round in surprise, the talking Raven chases away her fear, her tears gradually stop.
The bard removes his cloak, offering it to Annabelle. "Frederik is right, you are safe now. Are you hurt?"
When Annabelle has been tended to he aids in the rowing to speed their trip back to shore. He wanted to get her back to her father before he killed the boy who was tasked to watch over her.
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“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
Crisaryn watches as Arrigal just snatches the girl away with the child having not made any reaction whatsoever to her. She seems to shrug it off, instead answering his question about rowing. "Sure. I can row the boat back I suppose." She shifts her form, causing the webs between her hands to fade and gills to disappear. The spell isn't ended, she concentrates on it still as she rows back towards the shore. Once there she steps out, locating where she'd left her cloak.
The young blonde priestess is relieved to see the little girl safe, moving to gently sit beside her, carefully looking her over to see if she is injured. "You are safe now little one." She says softly, placing a reassuring comforting hand on her slender shoulder.
(Lorelei will also heal Annabelle from any injuries she might have but otherwise stay and comfort her on the way back to shore.)
Having rowed the boat back to shore, Crisaryn jumps out, not worrying about getting any more wet. Her clothes already soaked through from her swim, she pulls the boat up onto the shore. She then looks around to fetch her cloak, holding on to it though to keep it dry. Once she joins with the others, she simply comments, "Shall we get Annabelle to her father? I should probably find somewhere to dry off."
The bard smiled proudly at Frederik, offering small bits of pork and stroking the soft feathers on his head. As they row, he hums a soothing tune, hoping to help calm Annabelle.
"Who was that man?" he asks Arri.
When they reach shore he retrieves a blanket from bedroll and offers it to Crisaryn. " Cool trick with the gills," he comments softly with a smile before leaving her to dry off.
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“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
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DM
Loreleis latest shot misses the hag. It appears that she is badly hurt, bleeding from many wounds, yet is still dangerous.
Illmirths spell hits her, and she opens her mouth in a high pitched roar.
Crisaryn's spell causes the fisherman to flay about, he eventually stops trying to swim and sinks beneath the lake.
(Aleryas turn)
Alerya
The hag looks like it needs to be punished some more!
Pew! Attack: 22 Damage: 13
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DM
The hag slashes out to catch Lorelei, her talons slashing through her neck armour. It barely misses the carotid. Blood falls from the wound. 10 points of damage.
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Arrigal pushes Alerya out of harms way and strikes the hag, it catches her in the brow, like all head wounds it gushes blood...
Lorelei Dawnwarden
Just as the vicious hag talon is lashing out from the water at the young blonde priestess in the small rowing boat, a sudden flare of divine light distracts the evil crone.
(Warding Flare)
Illmirth
With the hag close enough now, Illmirth leans back slightly and snaps a quick side kick into her hideous face. With a little grin to Lorelei, he hums a soothing tune and she feels the warmth of healing magic closing the hags wicked claw marks. "Now finish her!" he calls out. HIs team is more suited to dealing mass damage than he, so Illmirth was content to play his part and support them.
***OoC: unarmed strike: 12 bludgeoning damage: 3 B/A healing word to Lorelei: 8 HP ****
“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
Lorelei Dawnwarden
The young blonde priestess takes a new aim and fires another arrow of divine radiance towards the evil hag.
True Strike: 8 Radiance: 11
Illmirth
***OoC: if the warding flare prevents the hit, please disregard the heal spell.***
“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
Alerya
"Ugh! Die die!" The hag is really getting on her nerves. Now that the hag is close she switches to her pike to stab at it with divine might!
stab! Attack: 19 Damage: 15
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Crisaryn Melkial
With the fisherman sinking beneath the water, Crisaryn turns her attention to Annabelle. She quickly tries to untie the girl as she speaks softly to her. "You are going to be alright. But there's still a hag out there that we have to take care of. Just stay here." She turns her attention to the creature that the others have been battling, preparing to join in the fight next round.
(OOC - Crisaryn would use her Action to free the girl rather than attack this round.)
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
DM
The hag screamed and floundered, her head pierced by Aleryas pike. You watch as her body melts away into the water, the smell of seaweed pervades the air around.
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Arrigal swears at losing his knives. He reaches over the boats side to take Annabelle into his arms and placed her in the prow of the longboat. She is crying and still afraid. Crisaryn are you going to swim back or would you row this small boat and met us on the shore?
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Frederik takes a perch next to Annabelle Calling out safe now! Annabelles eyes go round in surprise, the talking Raven chases away her fear, her tears gradually stop.
Illmirth
The bard removes his cloak, offering it to Annabelle. "Frederik is right, you are safe now. Are you hurt?"
When Annabelle has been tended to he aids in the rowing to speed their trip back to shore. He wanted to get her back to her father before he killed the boy who was tasked to watch over her.
“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond
Crisaryn Melkial
Crisaryn watches as Arrigal just snatches the girl away with the child having not made any reaction whatsoever to her. She seems to shrug it off, instead answering his question about rowing. "Sure. I can row the boat back I suppose." She shifts her form, causing the webs between her hands to fade and gills to disappear. The spell isn't ended, she concentrates on it still as she rows back towards the shore. Once there she steps out, locating where she'd left her cloak.
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
Lorelei Dawnwarden
The young blonde priestess is relieved to see the little girl safe, moving to gently sit beside her, carefully looking her over to see if she is injured. "You are safe now little one." She says softly, placing a reassuring comforting hand on her slender shoulder.
(Lorelei will also heal Annabelle from any injuries she might have but otherwise stay and comfort her on the way back to shore.)
DM
Annabelle clutched at Loreleis hand, she grasped it tightly each time Arrigal rowed the boat, dripping lake water into the boat.
Uncle Arri, you came! She said
Always princess, these people all helped, even the talking Raven. He replied. We'll soon be home
Crisaryn Melkial
Having rowed the boat back to shore, Crisaryn jumps out, not worrying about getting any more wet. Her clothes already soaked through from her swim, she pulls the boat up onto the shore. She then looks around to fetch her cloak, holding on to it though to keep it dry. Once she joins with the others, she simply comments, "Shall we get Annabelle to her father? I should probably find somewhere to dry off."
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
The bard smiled proudly at Frederik, offering small bits of pork and stroking the soft feathers on his head. As they row, he hums a soothing tune, hoping to help calm Annabelle.
"Who was that man?" he asks Arri.
When they reach shore he retrieves a blanket from bedroll and offers it to Crisaryn. " Cool trick with the gills," he comments softly with a smile before leaving her to dry off.
“Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.” — Elrond