Mcfuddy starts honking like a goose as he jumps in the air then stabs his first sword into the tree, then takes his other and slashes it against the bark of this tree.
The tree reaches up to block a honking McFuddy, but it is too weak. McFuddy connects, sending the already barely attached branch flying some ten feet away. The massive creature visibly shudders, then falls limp. The remaining bush loses its glow and sits down where it was.
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Liet will take a minute to stop shaking and then say "wh..whh... what the hell was that?! Is everyone ok?" Seeing McFuddy pretty messed up will walk over and put his hand on his shoulder saying "That was some amazing flying there friend." while casting cure wounds for 10 hp. Then looking over at the human will say "Thank you for your help... though... where did you come from?"
Benagol relaxes a little once he is sure the tree is dead for good: he pokes it once or twice, then he picks the red hat that was hanging from a branch, saying
Eh, poor poor Podrick!
then, adressed to Liet
Greetings evryone, my name is Benagol, this was my old friend's hat , he was killed recently by this damn tree, I s'pose.
If you want I can explain more, but I am little scared to stay here in this damn place a second more. If you want I have a safe place (a cabin) nearby, I am going there right now!
He goes towards the hedge of the wood, just from the direction he has appeared from.
((I know he's not likely lying.. OOC, but...)) Liet would like to believe this Benagol, but would take a second to look him over and see how trustworthy he is insight6 ((nat 1! I trust everything! hahaha)). He'll then send a telepathic message to McFuddy and Nalla in turn saying "Should we go with him? He did help us with this tree... And he seems trustworthy..." and out loud to Beagol "With the woods themselves attacking us a cabin would certainly be safer. Call me Liet."
@Liet "Thank you small one... that is so much better"
responding to leit's message... verbally, im not responding telepathically "I know he helped us fight, kind of, and this place has been less than friendly, so a cabin for refuge would be nice... HOWEVER if he tries to pull anything with us, we have dealt with much worse than HIM." I jump up and fly at the back of the group keeping a special eye on leit, and also watching Benagol.
Nalla had been panting heavily as soon as the tree died. She stood still for a moment, the only sound coming from her is her loud breathing. Then, as if completely oblivious to the conversation happening around her, she screams and attacks another nearby tree, hacking away at it with her ax. (It's probably, obviously just a regular tree, but she can't see that)
Looking from McFuddy to Benagol Liet nods and says "I guess that's settled then. Let us be off. How far to your cabin?"((do none of us have darkvision?!))
((Pro, you have creative liberty with the cabin bit))
((Kev, I don't think anyone has nightvision, no, lol. Which is a refreshing change. It adds a whole new dimension to darkness that is usually negated.))
Nalla strikes the tree, felling it instantly. It wasn't quite as big as the one you just took down.
he is holding his old friend hat in his hands, face visibly shaken
during the travel, he tells his tale:
my druid friend lived overthere for some time now, he liked hunting and praying and all these strange thing druids like to do, you know.
eben if, he wrote me, latelyhe met strange happenings, and so I came here yesterday eve, just to find him dead, horribly squeezed.
I cannot believe he, of all people, killed by a tree! Life is very weird. There, see?
he indicates some shaken mould close to the cabin
I just time to bury him...decently...I hope...
he pins the hat into the ground safely and heads toward the entrance
well, dont mind the mess, good old Paddy was not famous for good manners
The cabin is a wooden structure with few little windows , three stairs above the ground and a little garden behind, sorrounded by berry bushes. As mich as the external is cared as mich as the internal is a total mess: a chimney ona corner is the only thing kept in order, the rest is a mixture of alchemy mixed with botanics mixed with kitchenware. There is no bathroom, no suprise for a druid! A small table with pen and quill, in a corner lies a large sack where Benagol himslef slept.
Benagol lies his hornet helmet on the table
look around what a mess, even too much for his standards, he mist have left in a hurry, look here, this is a potion to breath underwater, he told me he was ferymproud of it, never swam in his life though
he takes it and outs in his pouch, then goes to the fireplace and lits it
and what about you?What leads in the middle of the wood in the middle of this autumn night?
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((housekeeping))
1. 18 2. 1 3. 2 - rejuvenation pot, no SE.
survival DC 10. 15 - pass
arcana for candle stick DC 13. 15 - pass
Following Benagol the cabin, ensuring that torches are lit, and seeing the body of the druid, Liet will approach it, close it's eyes, and will help with any burial. He'll also spread some mushroom spores that he carries with him, and cast druidcraft on them so they will sprout, and help begin decomposition. Looking around the cabin, he notices a candle stick. Looking at Benagol while holding it he says "Though I know not about the trees, this may have caused your friend some problems. It's a useful tool, but staring too long into the flames can cause one to go a bit mad at times... I've seen the like when underground."
Under the candle stick is an old worn cloth, Liet will pick it up, sniff it, and put it up to his eyes, as if straining to see through it. Pulling it away from his eyes he seems almost taken back by the, now, extreme brightness of the room. Blinking for a few seconds as his eyes adjust he mutters to himself (loud enough to be heard) "this is interesting..."
Finally, he looks back to Begagol, and says "We have been hired to find and deal with a demon of sorts... There are tales of some being in the caves North West of here controlling others to do it's bidding. It may be working with the Dominion."
Liet says "A demon or demon like thing... The Devil's may be rough, but they don't seem evil. We were hired by a Tiefling back in Caer Blain calling himself The Baron. Do you know of him? If your path lies against the demons in the caves perhaps you could join us. If the others agree I'd be ok to share our wages as well."
((How much were we hired for? My notes got weird when we were looking for new members...))
At the mention of retribution, Benagol for a moment forgets about his friend burial, then he tries to remember if padrig has any relatives in town (to inform about the Druid, cabin inheritance and so on)
Benagol, even if unsure, tries to pierce the tree with his pike
Attack: 19 Damage: 8
b
Bonus Attack: 17 Damage: 5
McFuddy
Dex save from falling 18
Dex save from being hit 13
Mcfuddy starts honking like a goose as he jumps in the air then stabs his first sword into the tree, then takes his other and slashes it against the bark of this tree.
Attack: 12 Damage: 4Attack: 15 Damage: 2
(OOC: Fun fact, mcfuddy is at 1 hp!)
The tree reaches up to block a honking McFuddy, but it is too weak. McFuddy connects, sending the already barely attached branch flying some ten feet away. The massive creature visibly shudders, then falls limp. The remaining bush loses its glow and sits down where it was.
((Combat over, what do you do?))
Liet will take a minute to stop shaking and then say "wh..whh... what the hell was that?! Is everyone ok?" Seeing McFuddy pretty messed up will walk over and put his hand on his shoulder saying "That was some amazing flying there friend." while casting cure wounds for 10 hp. Then looking over at the human will say "Thank you for your help... though... where did you come from?"
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Benagol relaxes a little once he is sure the tree is dead for good: he pokes it once or twice, then he picks the red hat that was hanging from a branch, saying
Eh, poor poor Podrick!
then, adressed to Liet
Greetings evryone, my name is Benagol, this was my old friend's hat , he was killed recently by this damn tree, I s'pose.
If you want I can explain more, but I am little scared to stay here in this damn place a second more. If you want I have a safe place (a cabin) nearby, I am going there right now!
He goes towards the hedge of the wood, just from the direction he has appeared from.
((I know he's not likely lying.. OOC, but...)) Liet would like to believe this Benagol, but would take a second to look him over and see how trustworthy he is insight 6 ((nat 1! I trust everything! hahaha)). He'll then send a telepathic message to McFuddy and Nalla in turn saying "Should we go with him? He did help us with this tree... And he seems trustworthy..."
and out loud to Beagol "With the woods themselves attacking us a cabin would certainly be safer. Call me Liet."
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McFuddy
How close are we to the other cabin?
@Liet "Thank you small one... that is so much better"
responding to leit's message... verbally, im not responding telepathically "I know he helped us fight, kind of, and this place has been less than friendly, so a cabin for refuge would be nice... HOWEVER if he tries to pull anything with us, we have dealt with much worse than HIM." I jump up and fly at the back of the group keeping a special eye on leit, and also watching Benagol.
((I actually think you can't reply telepathically. It's not 100% clear, but that's my interpretation))
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NALLA
Nalla had been panting heavily as soon as the tree died. She stood still for a moment, the only sound coming from her is her loud breathing. Then, as if completely oblivious to the conversation happening around her, she screams and attacks another nearby tree, hacking away at it with her ax. (It's probably, obviously just a regular tree, but she can't see that)
Attack: 10 Damage: 12
Looking from McFuddy to Benagol Liet nods and says "I guess that's settled then. Let us be off. How far to your cabin?" ((do none of us have darkvision?!))
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((Pro, you have creative liberty with the cabin bit))
((Kev, I don't think anyone has nightvision, no, lol. Which is a refreshing change. It adds a whole new dimension to darkness that is usually negated.))
Nalla strikes the tree, felling it instantly. It wasn't quite as big as the one you just took down.
“My friend had a cabin nearby before...getting killed by that monster. Please, follow me, it takes 10 minutes “
occ:@ dm, since my friend was a Druid may I assume he had some herbs or potions for healing,? If yes, how many?
((fair assumption. I'm going to make a little thing of this. See chat.))
Benagol leads the partyaway from the woods.
he is holding his old friend hat in his hands, face visibly shaken
during the travel, he tells his tale:
my druid friend lived overthere for some time now, he liked hunting and praying and all these strange thing druids like to do, you know.
eben if, he wrote me, latelyhe met strange happenings, and so I came here yesterday eve, just to find him dead, horribly squeezed.
I cannot believe he, of all people, killed by a tree! Life is very weird. There, see?
he indicates some shaken mould close to the cabin
I just time to bury him...decently...I hope...
he pins the hat into the ground safely and heads toward the entrance
well, dont mind the mess, good old Paddy was not famous for good manners
The cabin is a wooden structure with few little windows , three stairs above the ground and a little garden behind, sorrounded by berry bushes. As mich as the external is cared as mich as the internal is a total mess: a chimney ona corner is the only thing kept in order, the rest is a mixture of alchemy mixed with botanics mixed with kitchenware. There is no bathroom, no suprise for a druid! A small table with pen and quill, in a corner lies a large sack where Benagol himslef slept.
Benagol lies his hornet helmet on the table
look around what a mess, even too much for his standards, he mist have left in a hurry, look here, this is a potion to breath underwater, he told me he was ferymproud of it, never swam in his life though
he takes it and outs in his pouch, then goes to the fireplace and lits it
and what about you?What leads in the middle of the wood in the middle of this autumn night?
((housekeeping))
1. 18 2. 1 3. 2 - rejuvenation pot, no SE.
survival DC 10. 15 - pass
arcana for candle stick DC 13. 15 - pass
Following Benagol the cabin, ensuring that torches are lit, and seeing the body of the druid, Liet will approach it, close it's eyes, and will help with any burial. He'll also spread some mushroom spores that he carries with him, and cast druidcraft on them so they will sprout, and help begin decomposition. Looking around the cabin, he notices a candle stick. Looking at Benagol while holding it he says "Though I know not about the trees, this may have caused your friend some problems. It's a useful tool, but staring too long into the flames can cause one to go a bit mad at times... I've seen the like when underground."
Under the candle stick is an old worn cloth, Liet will pick it up, sniff it, and put it up to his eyes, as if straining to see through it. Pulling it away from his eyes he seems almost taken back by the, now, extreme brightness of the room. Blinking for a few seconds as his eyes adjust he mutters to himself (loud enough to be heard) "this is interesting..."
Finally, he looks back to Begagol, and says "We have been hired to find and deal with a demon of sorts... There are tales of some being in the caves North West of here controlling others to do it's bidding. It may be working with the Dominion."
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While listening carefully, Benagol gestures Nalla to pay attention at the entrance
and to Liet
”you mean demons or those devils? And who is your employer?!”
Liet says "A demon or demon like thing... The Devil's may be rough, but they don't seem evil. We were hired by a Tiefling back in Caer Blain calling himself The Baron. Do you know of him? If your path lies against the demons in the caves perhaps you could join us. If the others agree I'd be ok to share our wages as well."
((How much were we hired for? My notes got weird when we were looking for new members...))
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At the mention of retribution, Benagol for a moment forgets about his friend burial, then he tries to remember if padrig has any relatives in town (to inform about the Druid, cabin inheritance and so on)