The pixie looks to you, to Arrin, then back to you. “You are a guardian of nature? A..druid? You speak the language of the woods.” She takes a moment, as if thinking. “He is no one to you? We can turn him into a rodent and keep him in the forest if he has threatened you.”
The pixie looks to you, to Arrin, then back to you. “You are a guardian of nature? A..druid? You speak the language of the woods.” She takes a moment, as if thinking. “He is no one to you? We can turn him into a rodent and keep him in the forest if he has threatened you.”
" As amusing as that would be, he has lowered his axe now so if you could release me and turn my friend back into a Half-Elf we can have a conversation."
" He's a goliath, honestly he talks a lot more than the rare ones I saw back home....but they didn't much like us humans anyway."
" A druid? Well, my Auntie is....I don't know if I'm fully qualified myself but I'm willing to learn."
" Now tell me more about these loggers and the promise they broke."
She waited for the spells to be lifted ignoring Arrin except for a mumbled, " ....I didn't go to the wrong place...I went to thank Taryon again....for getting me out of bondage...maybe you belong in bloody jail."
"I am sorry for my action of striking at you." Leon says, speaking in Elvish to see if they understand that language as well. If not he will shrug and nod to the one doing the talking. "Can you let them know I say I am sorry for striking at them."
"I am sorry for my action of striking at you." Leon says, speaking in Elvish to see if they understand that language as well. If not he will shrug and nod to the one doing the talking. "Can you let them know I say I am sorry for striking at them."
They do not speak Elvish. When Cinta conveys your message, the pixie by her nods in understanding, but the rest seem to keep watching Arrin for a sign of hostility.
With the wave of a hand, the two pixies end their spells. The vines that had wrapped around you slowly regress back into the ground, and Zoya returns to her normal form, forcefully opening Orin’s hands up.
Leon stands back, moving to an unassuming stance, his hands behind his back, one hand gripping the other wrist, as he waits to hear what is being said in the strange language.
You all watch as all of the pixies fade away, each one turning invisible, except for the one talking to Cinta.
Cinta:
“They went against their word. They were only meant to take 20 trees a year and plant one to replace each. This year, they have cut 50 and planted none!”
Cinta turned to the others, " Ok, the cutters went against their word according to my new friend. They were only meant to take 20 trees a year and plant one for each they took. This year however they have taken 50 and replanted none."
“Are you sure it’s not lying to you?” Arrin asks with a raised eyebrow attempting to remember how many trees he remembers seeing cut down when they first entered the forest.
"Does it matter if they are telling the truth or not?" Leon asks with a glance around the forest. "We are not equipped to fight such as these. I think it is time to go back and talk to the lumberjacks, and they can then work out with their leaders how to appease the forest people." He gives a bow of respect towards the forest as a whole, then turns and starts back towards the wood cutters.
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Cinta
The pixie looks to you, to Arrin, then back to you. “You are a guardian of nature? A..druid? You speak the language of the woods.” She takes a moment, as if thinking. “He is no one to you? We can turn him into a rodent and keep him in the forest if he has threatened you.”
" As amusing as that would be, he has lowered his axe now so if you could release me and turn my friend back into a Half-Elf we can have a conversation."
" He's a goliath, honestly he talks a lot more than the rare ones I saw back home....but they didn't much like us humans anyway."
" A druid? Well, my Auntie is....I don't know if I'm fully qualified myself but I'm willing to learn."
" Now tell me more about these loggers and the promise they broke."
She waited for the spells to be lifted ignoring Arrin except for a mumbled, " ....I didn't go to the wrong place...I went to thank Taryon again....for getting me out of bondage...maybe you belong in bloody jail."
i still try to catch the frog. Str:14/5
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]"I am sorry for my action of striking at you." Leon says, speaking in Elvish to see if they understand that language as well. If not he will shrug and nod to the one doing the talking. "Can you let them know I say I am sorry for striking at them."
Cinta repeated Leons apology in Sylvan.
They do not speak Elvish. When Cinta conveys your message, the pixie by her nods in understanding, but the rest seem to keep watching Arrin for a sign of hostility.
Can I get a dexterity check from frog-Zoya?
Dexterity: 11
Orin is able to catch and hold on to the slippery frog. Orin feels the slime on the frog’s skin, as if it is consciously trying to help get it out.
Orin will have disadvantage on the next check to keep Zoya in his hands. Also, it will be dexterity if or when he does roll.
Cinta continued waiting patiently for all the magic to be reversed...
With the wave of a hand, the two pixies end their spells. The vines that had wrapped around you slowly regress back into the ground, and Zoya returns to her normal form, forcefully opening Orin’s hands up.
Forced by Zoyas transformation i will drop her and then i will help her to stand up again.
If you have a passiv perception or insght higher then 21:
I‘ll use the motion to clean my hands.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Cinta looked around at the others, then addressed the pixies again.
" Thankyou. Now as I said before. Please tell us more about these loggers and the promise they broke."
Zoya takes Orin's hand. "Thank you," she says and begins to pick pieces of grass from her clothes while watching Cinta.
Leon stands back, moving to an unassuming stance, his hands behind his back, one hand gripping the other wrist, as he waits to hear what is being said in the strange language.
You all watch as all of the pixies fade away, each one turning invisible, except for the one talking to Cinta.
Cinta:
“They went against their word. They were only meant to take 20 trees a year and plant one to replace each. This year, they have cut 50 and planted none!”
Cinta turned to the others, " Ok, the cutters went against their word according to my new friend. They were only meant to take 20 trees a year and plant one for each they took. This year however they have taken 50 and replanted none."
" Should we go have a chat to them?"
“Are you sure it’s not lying to you?” Arrin asks with a raised eyebrow attempting to remember how many trees he remembers seeing cut down when they first entered the forest.
As Cinta turns around to translate, the pixie continues.
“And that’s just here. There are men on other sides of the forest that are breaking their promises. One group has killed 100 trees this year!”
"Does it matter if they are telling the truth or not?" Leon asks with a glance around the forest. "We are not equipped to fight such as these. I think it is time to go back and talk to the lumberjacks, and they can then work out with their leaders how to appease the forest people." He gives a bow of respect towards the forest as a whole, then turns and starts back towards the wood cutters.