Umbutu staggers to his feet, completely disoriented. Seeing Ivolyn in a pool of blood in the dirt jogs his memory, and his face hardens with grim resolve.
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Ivolyn gasps and coughs on her first breath after the healing touch from Maive. Looking past Lorskan, Ivolyn’s eyes grow wide as she sees the goblin nearby.
From her position on the ground, Ivolyn casts Ray of Frost- Attack 24, damage 6 past Lorskan.
as soon as the frost leaves her outstretched hand, Inolyn scrambles to feet and grasps Maive’s hand. “Thank you.”
Ivolyn swivels to the shouting goblin and raises her hands for another blast of cold, but the creature disappears into the undergrowth before she has a chance to utter the incantation. She growls in response to its departure.
“Should we follow it?” Ivolyn presses her lips into a thin, hard line.
Grimbeard keeps an eye on the retreating goblin as it disappears into the distance. "Don't worry about that pitiful goblin, he won't be back any time soon."
He approaches Ivolyn with concern "Are you alright lass, you and Umbutu had a rough go in that fight."
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Ivolyn’s resolve seems to crumple under the dwarf’s concern. Her face softens once more, a pink blush of embarrassment rising on her cheeks. “I...I am afraid I wasn’t expecting that...”
Her eyes dart around to those standing nearby. “Thank you all,” she says as she averts her eyes.
“Umbutu, before we were attacked, I saw recognition in your eyes when we looked at the horses. Do you know who they belonged to?”
Ivolyn kneels down the the nearby goblin body, inspecting the creature.
Umbutu attempts to staunch his profusely bleeding arrow wound with a piece of his shirt. "It would seem that they belonged to Gundren and his companion. I have no doubt this is the goblins' doing."
Umbutu staggers to his feet, completely disoriented. Seeing Ivolyn in a pool of blood in the dirt jogs his memory, and his face hardens with grim resolve.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Lorskan smashes aside the goblins thrust before bring his own down in a savage arc at the goblins chest. Attack : 23 Damage : 5
Umbutu lets fly a second arrow at the goblin nearest to Ivolyn.
Attack: 18 Damage: 9
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Maive continues to run towards Ivolyn, Intending to cast cure wounds as soon as he reaches her.
Maive plucks a string on his lute and casts cure wounds on Ivolyn 7
((How far away is nearest enemy?))
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
"Welcome back." Umbutu grunts, ripping the arrow from his shoulder.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Ivolyn gasps and coughs on her first breath after the healing touch from Maive. Looking past Lorskan, Ivolyn’s eyes grow wide as she sees the goblin nearby.
From her position on the ground, Ivolyn casts Ray of Frost- Attack 24, damage 6 past Lorskan.
as soon as the frost leaves her outstretched hand, Inolyn scrambles to feet and grasps Maive’s hand. “Thank you.”
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Ivolyn swivels to the shouting goblin and raises her hands for another blast of cold, but the creature disappears into the undergrowth before she has a chance to utter the incantation. She growls in response to its departure.
“Should we follow it?” Ivolyn presses her lips into a thin, hard line.
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Grimbeard keeps an eye on the retreating goblin as it disappears into the distance. "Don't worry about that pitiful goblin, he won't be back any time soon."
He approaches Ivolyn with concern "Are you alright lass, you and Umbutu had a rough go in that fight."
Ivolyn’s resolve seems to crumple under the dwarf’s concern. Her face softens once more, a pink blush of embarrassment rising on her cheeks. “I...I am afraid I wasn’t expecting that...”
Her eyes dart around to those standing nearby. “Thank you all,” she says as she averts her eyes.
“Umbutu, before we were attacked, I saw recognition in your eyes when we looked at the horses. Do you know who they belonged to?”
Ivolyn kneels down the the nearby goblin body, inspecting the creature.
Investigation 8
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Umbutu attempts to staunch his profusely bleeding arrow wound with a piece of his shirt. "It would seem that they belonged to Gundren and his companion. I have no doubt this is the goblins' doing."
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash