Tzedaka looks at the group, “who is in need of chealing?”
”Dis is dee first of many tests, width each foe growing more powerful as her fear grows.”
She will try to purify the damaged area with Enwynn after a short rest.
( Everyone takes a Short Rest. The damage appears fairly minimal.....likely a little rain will have things right or at least on the way to right soon enough.)
During the short rest Banzo will read and study his spellbook (use Arcane Recovery) to regain a 1st and 2nd level spell slot.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Tzedaka seems to rest, floating just above the ground. She seems quiet, lost in her own thoughts. (Anyone need healing in addition to that gained by hit dice?)
As she floats motionless, her body begins healing, the sun and energy around her closing wounds caused by the demon.
Herman remained silent after the fight (as it really tore him down). Now, after having spent one hour stiching the wounds and praying the wolf tribe ancenstors, he simply nods to Enwyn: he is ready to go
"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
The companions continued along the river bank for the remainder of the afternoon eventually coming to a bridge and heading south along the eastern edge of Darkwood Forest once the roads converged. Forging on through the evening they eventually come in sight of the white stone tower once more but instead of passing by as they had on their original journey they made their way into the forest edge and soon came upon the towers garden.
Lush growth surrounded the gardens at the base of the tower and Ennwyn was able to convince the plant life to let them approach the door without risk of thorn, poison or....ingestion....
Knocking on the door there were muttered calls from within and eventually a tall elderly but hale man with long white hair and beard opened the door.
" Ah, Ennwyn. And The Heroes of Chalice.....well....some of them?"
While they travel, Tzedaka takes care to cover herself from head to toe with her gray Libra robes. She also places a scarf over her face, covering all but her eyes.
"Ah....it is one of dee star pupils." She says to herself. Then she studies the man. "Gareeth Yaztromo, Deez cheroes are in need of your wisdom." She smiles radiantly.
"Dey chave been cursed by a demon." She points to their arms where the tattoos are visible. "Dee Night Demon, Shakor." She turns and spits to the left.
Yaztromo listens to Tzedaka then nods thoughtfully, " Well, that sounds like the sort of thing that needs to be discussed over tea and cake. Come in, Come in."
As they entered they saw Ennwyns crow was present accompanied by another larger bird of the same type that watched the companions with interest.
" I've just returned from Kaad, it was suffering under a mystical plague brewed up by the miscreant that you recently put an end to."
" And Vermithrax here...", he pointed a thumb toward the larger crow. " ....tells me that you also brokered peace between three Dwarven Clans and our local Firedrake. Impressive."
" A Night Demon.......Shakor? What did you do to get on the wrong side of such a fiend?"
A cup of steaming honeyed tea appeared in everyone's hands as a tray of sugary pastries popped into existence on the table.
Banzo goes over to the table with his cup of tea and takes a seat, putting his tea down he samples one of the sugary pastries from the tray with his right hand while secreting another under the table with his left hand, for Zeno to delight in.
"Sorry Yaztromo, but it has been quite a few days without such pleasantries for all of us. Please excuse any bad manners."
Zeno ducks under the table after snatching his treat to enjoy it in relative peace.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
"Vell, not exactly, true Cherman but....you patth did bump into cher plans." Tzedaka sips at the tea. "Dis is delicious. My tanks young man." (She says to the wizard.)
Tzedaka smiles as she enjoys a sweet. “It depends on your deefinition of cure.”
“Ve chave Dee essence I believe but not method to remove de marks, a curse from Dee demon on dem. She can track dem, or perchaps me. I am not certain.”
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( Everyone takes a Short Rest. The damage appears fairly minimal.....likely a little rain will have things right or at least on the way to right soon enough.)
During the short rest Banzo will read and study his spellbook (use Arcane Recovery) to regain a 1st and 2nd level spell slot.
Tzedaka seems to rest, floating just above the ground. She seems quiet, lost in her own thoughts. (Anyone need healing in addition to that gained by hit dice?)
As she floats motionless, her body begins healing, the sun and energy around her closing wounds caused by the demon.
Ennwyn looked around, " Are we all ok to get back on the road? We should strive to reach Yaztromo as soon as possible."
Herman remained silent after the fight (as it really tore him down). Now, after having spent one hour stiching the wounds and praying the wolf tribe ancenstors, he simply nods to Enwyn: he is ready to go
Tzedaka comes out of her trance like state, "I am ready, Cheroes of Allansia."
Banzo finishes up and puts his spellbook away.
"I too, am ready!"
The companions continued along the river bank for the remainder of the afternoon eventually coming to a bridge and heading south along the eastern edge of Darkwood Forest once the roads converged. Forging on through the evening they eventually come in sight of the white stone tower once more but instead of passing by as they had on their original journey they made their way into the forest edge and soon came upon the towers garden.
Lush growth surrounded the gardens at the base of the tower and Ennwyn was able to convince the plant life to let them approach the door without risk of thorn, poison or....ingestion....
Knocking on the door there were muttered calls from within and eventually a tall elderly but hale man with long white hair and beard opened the door.
" Ah, Ennwyn. And The Heroes of Chalice.....well....some of them?"
" How many I be of assistance?"
While they travel, Tzedaka takes care to cover herself from head to toe with her gray Libra robes. She also places a scarf over her face, covering all but her eyes.
(OOC: Who is this NPC please?)
( It can be assumed that this is Gareth Yaztromo, as it is his tower and he knows Ennwyn.)
"Ah....it is one of dee star pupils." She says to herself. Then she studies the man. "Gareeth Yaztromo, Deez cheroes are in need of your wisdom." She smiles radiantly.
"Dey chave been cursed by a demon." She points to their arms where the tattoos are visible. "Dee Night Demon, Shakor." She turns and spits to the left.
Herman shakes the smae tattooed arm in the air
Greetings!
( Sozz....bad work week. Post up today)
Yaztromo listens to Tzedaka then nods thoughtfully, " Well, that sounds like the sort of thing that needs to be discussed over tea and cake. Come in, Come in."
As they entered they saw Ennwyns crow was present accompanied by another larger bird of the same type that watched the companions with interest.
" I've just returned from Kaad, it was suffering under a mystical plague brewed up by the miscreant that you recently put an end to."
" And Vermithrax here...", he pointed a thumb toward the larger crow. " ....tells me that you also brokered peace between three Dwarven Clans and our local Firedrake. Impressive."
" A Night Demon.......Shakor? What did you do to get on the wrong side of such a fiend?"
A cup of steaming honeyed tea appeared in everyone's hands as a tray of sugary pastries popped into existence on the table.
Banzo goes over to the table with his cup of tea and takes a seat, putting his tea down he samples one of the sugary pastries from the tray with his right hand while secreting another under the table with his left hand, for Zeno to delight in.
"Sorry Yaztromo, but it has been quite a few days without such pleasantries for all of us. Please excuse any bad manners."
Zeno ducks under the table after snatching his treat to enjoy it in relative peace.
Indeed...that's our retribution for helping these lands...it seems, may I?
the barbarian says while approaching to take some treats
"Vell, not exactly, true Cherman but....you patth did bump into cher plans."
Tzedaka sips at the tea.
"Dis is delicious. My tanks young man." (She says to the wizard.)
" Hmmm, indeed.", Yaztromo replied running a practiced eye over Tzedaka.
" So......you are here for a cure? Or you have cure but not the means? Or some other permutation?"
He finished his tea and placed it on the table where it magically refilled itself.
" Time is of the essence, yes?"
Tzedaka smiles as she enjoys a sweet. “It depends on your deefinition of cure.”
“Ve chave Dee essence I believe but not method to remove de marks, a curse from Dee demon on dem. She can track dem, or perchaps me. I am not certain.”