As Mellow tries to wipe away the goo and slime, he takes the moment to introduce himself to these other adventurers.
"I apologize for my sudden appearance earlier. My name is Mellow Luck. I am a Cleric of Nature... which is why I am here now. For many days now, my prayers have been trying to tell me of a 'wrongness' in this area. If those giant frogs are any indication.... I believe I am in the correct spot to perhaps, reverse this wrongness."
All the time he is talking, he is rummaging in his backpack and pouches, bringing out a Healer's Kit - dabbing at the bite marks and wrapping his arm with bandages. Looking around as he finishes, he looks about to see if anyone else might need some healing care.
Pip comes wandering over, standing over Xolan and waving his arms about a lot, but not really knowing what to do. "Oh my my, oh my my, that thing nearly ate you! Goodness grief, are you okay? Please, help, we need to help him... I can light a fire quickly, warm you up..". Pip starts to make a small piece of equipment to help, not really knowing any of the healing arts.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Xolan, “Well I thought I was dead, but I’m not. I thought I was crushed and ripped and burned but I’m not. I’m alive.” The halfling walks over and weakly kicks a toad corpse, then starts skinning one with his daggers…
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Katarina rushes over to see how Xolan, openly crying at this point.
"Nice sling-man is alive!" she exclaims., throwing her arms around him, not heeding the frog-slime.
A moment later, she realizes that her fine cloths... and her fur... are now covered in slime. She blinks a few times, as if trying to process the absolute mess.
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Mellow watches as the group comes together. "I can feel the wrongness of the stream here. Did you encounter other strangeness or odd creatures downriver from here?"
(( I am assuming 'downriver' is downstream and also where the town is... ))
Mellow steps over and gently presses a hand to a bruised tree trunk. He closes his eyes, exhaling a deep, rumbling sigh. The sudden silence of the local wildlife and the unnatural chill in the air spell out a clear, silent tragedy unfolding in the woods.
"Listen," he rumbles in a soft, soothing baritone. "These woods are not simply sleeping; it is being choked. Do you not feel the pulse of it? The dirt beneath our feet is frightened. The roots should drink sunlight and breathe in the breeze, but here, they weep bitter sap into sour soil. There is an emptiness where a heartbeat should be."
He points a massive, clawed finger toward a patch of unnatural grey, where the underbrush seems to curl in on itself - trying to escape the corruption of the dead, giant frogs.
"The saplings whisper of something unnatural. A festering rot, a stagnation of the water, and a blight that does not belong to the natural cycle of decay and rebirth. Something has driven the birds and animals away. It is a wrongness that sits in the throat, an itch in the soil that tells me this land has been broken by hands that do not understand its rhythm. We must mend it."
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Xolan just makes his save with a 10. As he coughs and gags removing some terribly ruined clothing.
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Mellow Luck... is barely holding. CON save: 10 (( character sheet roll ))
As Mellow tries to wipe away the goo and slime, he takes the moment to introduce himself to these other adventurers.
"I apologize for my sudden appearance earlier. My name is Mellow Luck. I am a Cleric of Nature... which is why I am here now. For many days now, my prayers have been trying to tell me of a 'wrongness' in this area. If those giant frogs are any indication.... I believe I am in the correct spot to perhaps, reverse this wrongness."
All the time he is talking, he is rummaging in his backpack and pouches, bringing out a Healer's Kit - dabbing at the bite marks and wrapping his arm with bandages. Looking around as he finishes, he looks about to see if anyone else might need some healing care.
Yuki wades back over the river, and uses gust to dry off herself and others.
((Can I use the same roll as before?))
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Pip comes wandering over, standing over Xolan and waving his arms about a lot, but not really knowing what to do. "Oh my my, oh my my, that thing nearly ate you! Goodness grief, are you okay? Please, help, we need to help him... I can light a fire quickly, warm you up..". Pip starts to make a small piece of equipment to help, not really knowing any of the healing arts.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Xolan, “Well I thought I was dead, but I’m not. I thought I was crushed and ripped and burned but I’m not. I’m alive.” The halfling walks over and weakly kicks a toad corpse, then starts skinning one with his daggers…
Ever wonder what it would be like to be a bear?
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Katarina rushes over to see how Xolan, openly crying at this point.
"Nice sling-man is alive!" she exclaims., throwing her arms around him, not heeding the frog-slime.
A moment later, she realizes that her fine cloths... and her fur... are now covered in slime. She blinks a few times, as if trying to process the absolute mess.
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Yuki uses Prestidigitation to clean off the slime on everyone.
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OOC Yeaaa, Yuki the hero! You gain Inspiration.
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Mellow watches as the group comes together. "I can feel the wrongness of the stream here. Did you encounter other strangeness or odd creatures downriver from here?"
(( I am assuming 'downriver' is downstream and also where the town is... ))
Mellow steps over and gently presses a hand to a bruised tree trunk. He closes his eyes, exhaling a deep, rumbling sigh. The sudden silence of the local wildlife and the unnatural chill in the air spell out a clear, silent tragedy unfolding in the woods.