Amaruve dives in front of the projectile

Oh boy, please miss, 15... eeeh?

(at least you didn't crit!)

You hear a startled yelp and a crash from the hallway.

Tony pumps his fist, “Ha! Nailed the punk, no thanks to you, bear boy. Whadda ya thinking jumping into my shot like that.” Tony scoffs, “Well, time to admire my handiwork.” Tony walks up to the “monster.”

OOC: Tony why... why are you like this

(going to allow for some others to take action, particularly Amaruve)

Amaruve approaches the child with Tony.

Amaruve rushes up to Tony's target. In the darkness, the shape of a male half-orc youth resolves. Tony's dart is firmly planted in his shoulder, and his expression is twisted in pain. His eyes are darting wildly, and they are shifting between a pure, milky white and a more natural slate gray. He looks terrified for a moment as the enormous hyena enters the hallway, but then his eyes roll back in his head, and he passes out. His breathing is terribly labored. 

(I'm going to make some assumptions to move things forward)

Amaruve (likely) uses a goodberry to stabilize the youth. He (again, likely) rushes him back into the Atrium, carefully hoisting him by his belt. 

Once there, Kyo deftly removes the dart and expends some of his healing energy to restore 1 additional HP to the boy. The cat is surrounded by Vasht's familiar blue light, which moves into the boy, easing his breathing. Once done, Kyo looks at the rest of you. "Here's how I see it, gang. Things have gotten out of hand. Someone needs to ensure that this boy doesn't wake up and, I don't even know... kill somebody? He's clearly under some kind of thrall. Perspicacious, do you have any idea whether your tiefling friend can do that?"

He shakes his head. "What am I talking about? Of course he can. Look, I'm just a cat, but Cordelia is in no condition to fight the master of this place. I'm going to stay here to keep her safe and watch the boy. Fiorello, they're going to need you in there. Why don't you take this..."

Vasht's blue light surrounds Fiorello as Kyo passes his healing light to the aarakocra!

(Just to recap: Kyo and Cordelia are staying behind in the Atrium with the half-orc boy. The party heading to the Solarium consists of:

Amaruve
Perspicacious
Jean
Lil' Big T
Fiorello)

As they get up to the boy, Tony’s eyes widen and his bravado is cut short. He remains silent.

"He's going to be alright." Fiorello sidled up to the goblin quietly while Kyo was healing the boy. His usually distant expression is sharp, now, and he looks at his compatriot piercingly. "These are dangerous moments, Tony. Even more so for the two of us. We have been wrapped into affairs larger than ourselves. Yours isn't the first or the last mistake to be made today, so keep your wits about you. The boy is going to be alright." 

Tony meets the bird’s gaze, stoic yet sad, he nods and looks at the boy, “No one else dies. We’re gonna play it smart... Keep me to it, birdbrain.” He clenches his fist and then releases with a deep breathe.

Fiorello looks sympathetic. He reaches a wing/hand toward your head, but then he thinks better of rifling through your thoughts, letting his hand drop as he nods.

Amaruve leaves Kyo with a fistful of Goodberry (3) and starts for the Solarium with the others. More cautiously this time. He scouts ahead with cat-like grace. (Stealth: (4)21, Perception: 24)

Amaruve, you lead the group into the hallway. The guidance you receive feels different, as does your wild shape.Your connection to Gaia feels more...personal- more specifically intended for you than before. You could almost swear that someone is standing by your side showing you where to place your paws to step quietly. Jean is the only one of the party who lacks darkvision, and her hand rests on your shoulder as you walk (Rivina, has Jean found a temporary weapon to replace her Tower Blade, yet?)

The five of you walk in darkness for nearly ten minutes (it's a long hallway). Suddenly, you enter a large antechamber. Ornately wrought metal doors stand opposite you, perhaps 50 ft away. Two large trees stand near the door, one on either side of it. Their leaves whisper together in an unfelt wind. 

The Solarium is likely through the metal doors. What do you do?

(just her hand crossbow but nothing special)

Jean puts her ear to the door to see what she can hear.

Perception: 7

(BD, your perception roll keyed you into the fact that the trees shouldn't be moving, but are. Will you stop Jean?)

Amaruve stretches a paw out barring his friends. He clicks softly toward the trees, like a cat watching black birds out the window, calling attention to them as a threat.

The branches of the trees wave softly, as though caught in a gentle summer breeze. Jean can see this scene fairly well now that you're out of the darkened hallway; the roof of the antechamber is broken, and light from the blue sky above is streaming in.

Fiorello lifts his walking stick, holding it in both hands as his eyes dart from tree to tree... 

Perspicacious heeds Amaruve's warning paws and cast her sight at the trees as well.

Perception: 21

They just look like trees! (I'm pictures a pair of small yew:)

 You continue to hear that soft whispering. You almost catch a soft snippet of a word here or there, but it sounds like the slippery, sylvan dialect you've heard once or twice before.