Instinctively, Jirel would snarl, taking a swipe at the Winter Wolf in Jasun's defence

Reaction: Sentinel attack: 26 Damage: 5

And she'll continue to press her attack against the Winter Wolf.

Axe 1: 19 Damage: 9
Axe 2: 19 Damage: 7

Crit?: 10

Zaf puts a hand on his chest, and bows slightly in acknowledgement to Rose, as much as one while keeping aloft int he air. After which, he sets a more hardened gaze upon the remaining wolves, having half a mind to fight them on directly. Thinking better of it(mostly), he hoots another word of power, mending the wounds of both Jasun and Seraphina, then dive bombing the winter wolf, cutting at its flanks before alighting behind it.

Bonus Action: Cast (1st level)Healing Word on Jasun, restoring 7 to her, and Chalice Healing on Seraphina, restoring 9 HP.

Action: Scimitar - Attack: 11 Damage: 4 on WinterWolf.

Direwolf1 is killed by Seraphina.

Dex:7

Dex:20

The Winter Wolf is killed by Jasun, Rose, and Jirel's combined efforts. When it falls, Nadya pulls out a knife, now stored in a sheath that makes for a far more sensible storage place than her boobs. "I hef heard that the skeen of a White Wolf can be used to make a cloak of great power. I can remove eet for you eef none of you are able to do so."

In answer, Zaf just looks to Jireal, half-expecting her to take the lead on any skinning. But if not, he just looks back to Jireal, and gives her a thumbs up. "Better more experienced hands, then the talons of this one, skilled though I am at least cleaning smaller beasts." He chuckled, and then looked about for the Elk.

"I'm a decent hand with a skinning knife too," Sera says with a nod. "We can work together on it."

Jirel would jut put her chin and nod. “Nothing goes to waste.” The barbarian would be honoured to skin their kills alongside two strong women fighters. 

"Ooh." Jasun said, wrinkling his nose. "I'll uh..just leave the skinning to you ladies. Too messy. I'll supervise, yes. Good job!"

While she had to agree that it would be best that nothing go to waste, Rose is simply too squeamish to watch them skin the wolf. So, like Zaf, she sees if she could possibly locate the elk they helped.

The elk is still there. Your giant weasel that everyone completely forgot about is looking at it hungrily.

“T-Teddy no!” Rose shouts at the giant weasel that I had to go back into the thread to find out what I named it. “The elk is not food! You can have the wolves but not them!”

Jirel would offer to be the one to get her hands dirty and take care of the nastier parts of the job, happy to have the nimble fingers of Sera and/or Nadya to help with the more tedious aspects. Just like before, the barbarian will carry the gutted carcass into the woods for the scavengers once done harvesting. Should Zaf and Rose need translation for the Elk, Jirel would offer her beast speech to the pair for communication. 

The elk thanks you for protecting it from the wolves that attempted to eat it. With Jirel and Seraphina's assistance, Nadya is able to successfully skin the Winter Wolf and create a Rimepelt.

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Zaf's fascination in watching the woman carve is broken with Rose's shout. Confused at first, however, he squints at Teddy for a long moment prior to things clicking in mind. For all the concern that flashed across his face, remembering the stabbing to near death from last, Zaf more than eagerly nods to Jireal's offer, as well as hid partially behind her throughout any conversation. "Say... Ask them if they know anything about what created this zone of Summer? And if they are alright?"

Jirel asks her question, but the elk, with it's intelligence modifier of -2 has no idea what magic is and only understands that it's warm and grassy here and nowhere else. 

"Who would like to hef thees pelt?"

Zaf diminishes at the response, having half-expected for more out of the elk. "Ask them... ask them if they saw anything strange in the area in the past day, at least." He says, before then turning his attention to Nadya. "... I... do. Yes, I do. Even with my current layers, it can get rather nippy out here, I must confess." He admits, and if allowed to have it, dons it immediately.

Nadya gives Zaf the coat.

The elk is unable to answer any of your questions and you get back on the trail again. The next four days go without much incident, until you reach the ruins of a village. This place was once a small town or village prior to the Winter War. Most of the buildings are little more than piles of snowcovered stones, with crumbled sections of their walls rising from the ruins. The only structure that might offer temporary shelter appears to be an old temple inside a walled circular churchyard with an arch at the entrance. The front door of the temple has rotted away, but a smooth stone circle engraved with the outline of a butterfly is mounted above the doorway.

Zaf, you are able to identify the symbol above the temple as the symbol of Desna.

Zaf approached the doorway peeling back the hood of his new cloak, and staring in awe at the symbol above it. "Lady Butterfly..." He murmured just loud enough for others to hear. "Is this to be a sign that you have forgiven me? Or a reminder?" The owlacokcra clenched prayer beads tightly to his chest, closed his eyes, and bowed his head for a few moments. During that time he is as good as mute and deaf to all around him. Even shoving, inflicting pain, or yelling did little to disturb him from impromptu meditation.

That is, assuming nothing intruded upon his stepping up to the doorway first. If left to his own devices he does eventually come of it it, and gestures the temple. "My friends, this is where we shall stay this night. The Lady Butterfly, Desna, has presented us with refuge -- as she does many a traveler's of the roads. Praise be to her Respledance, The Tender of Dreams, and my guide." He adds, seeming truly upbeat for the first time in days. Then he starts, and looks back to the entryway. "The Shrine Wall! I must see. I must inscribe upon the story!" Without waiting much for a reaction, Zaf tries to rush inside to begin checking out the interiors of the temple.

Sera looks at the temple with a healthy dose of doubt, but shrugs. "Sure. Guess we're staying here tonight." She ducks inside quietly, looking around.

Jasun quietly and gingerly follows the group, not particularly interested in the temple. "It would appear so!" he mentioned to Sera.

Rose looks to the others after Zaf enters the building, then gives a shrug before following behind. She takes a look around, never having been given the opportunity to explore temples of other gods prior to meeting the group. The firbolg eventually wanders over to where Zaf had been to inquire further. “I’m afraid I... I don’t know much about Desna. Would you tell me more about her? I-if you don’t mind, of course.”