Vixia The Wealthy And Righteous Swords

Bones ensures he is 30ft from the nearest ooze. Looking about the area, he looks for the most injured one. He then points towards it and says "Suffering", casting Toll the Dead  (Wisdom Save DC 15, if injured 11 necrotic, else 8 necrotic if uninjured).

 There is only 1 Ooze left, it is the one that has been following Talinian.

(OOC - no worries, that's the one then.)

The tiefling wizard eyes the last of the gray ooze, raises his crossbow for what he hopes will be the last time, and shoots at the disgusting though fascinating pile of animate food stuff.

Attack: 6 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Even as the bolt flies, he moves his mount to ensure at least 30 feet between him and the creature.  "Do not attack it physically.  Remember, it will damage your weapons and armor!"

(Talinian you took your turn early, if it's still alive your action will be the first for the next round.  Waiting on Mia and Thodin.)

Mialee will disengage again to continue kiting the cube for the others to attack it. Their weapons are more effective than her magic. 

(ooc: hah, I was waiting to see if Tal’s attack was enough! That’ll learn me!)

Thodin takes aim at the last ooze after reloading another bolt. Squeezing the shot off, he mutters something obscene under his breath.

Attack: 16, Damage: 6

(OOC I’m guessing all the slimes are probably dead by now)

fiume will move over to thodin

Yes the last Ooze slushes over the floor.

Bones sweeps some dust off his clothes with his hand, "Well it seems we're in the right place. Is anyone injured? Let's gather the wagon and we can discuss our next move."

Fiume looks around “well that was entertaining, sad I ruined my scimitar”

 fiume Will walk over to the ooze pile

 “we should put some in a bottle, for research”

Talinian rides around, checking on the team.  "Mia, how badly are you injured?  Do you need Bones to heal you?"

After everyone gathers back together, he continues, "We did well but we all need to remember not to engage the creatures in melee combat if at all possible.  They are slow an unmobile.  We need to make that work to our advantage.  Fiume, do you need a missle weapon?  And a new scimitar?  I also noticed that you were physical attacking the oozes.  What is the state of your armor?"

Nodding in response to that, he considers a moment, then, "OK, those issues can all be addressed in the village, if we are fortunate.  Let us move one."

 “Well a new scimitar would be kind, and I don’t wear armor, I’m a Druid AND a monk” fiume says proudly

 “if you like, I could do some healing of any of us need it”

(edit: spelling and the last bit)

Mialee would look up to Talinian riding about. She’d offer a polite smile. “I appreciate your concern.” The blonde will place a hand over her own wounds. She’ll whisper softly in elven and a glowing warmth from her palm would begin to heal them.

Cure Wounds: 18 

“You all may spare their own magic this time. Though, I suppose I’ve gone and ruined my armour despite knowing better.” Her hands would perch on her hips tsking at herself.

Fiume we’ll inspect Mia’s wounds

 “magic might heal it initialy but non magic healing should be thought of”

(OOC: were exactly was mia hit? Fiume will try to patch it up a bit, magic isn’t the only healing method)

“If I’m being over protective I apologize, I would hate for any of you to be hurt, as someone who has had many broken bones, I know pain isn’t enjoyable”

(Mia also has healing kit proficiency as well for bandaging but didn’t see the need in using the supplies. DM didn’t specify where she was hit, just that it was next to me and attacked.)

Mialee wouldn’t stop Fiume from completing the inspection if it felt necessary for them to feel better about her state. She’d simply nod to the comment about not only magic should be considered. Mia would simply watch the genasi move about. She had no idea what Mia’s training or background was, so how would she know that this was a little overkill. Though, Mia saw no need in discouraging someone who was genuinely willing to care for a stranger. She’d remain quiet and complacent.

 “You seem all good, If I were you, i would try to try to clean up any cuts or scrapes, infection could set in”

(OOC - what was the +5 on the Cure Wounds? Was that just a typo?)

Bones stops a moment to use his herbalism kit look along the roadside for any herbs for his potions (Perception: 4; Nature: 17). Once he's completed his search, he returns to the others. "Don't feel you need to heal with spells all the time. As long as we find herbs regularly, I can easily continue to brew healing potions for us. Failing that, we can purchase supplies in town."

(Disciple of LifePHB, pg. 60: Whenever you use a spell of 1st level or higher to restore HP, the creature regains additional HP equal to 2 + the spell’s level.
Wise +1 Mod, + 2 Divine Life + 2 for Lvl 2 cure wounds = +5 . )

Mialee would rub her forehead unable to understand what the fuss is all about with her using one of her own spells, of her own magic, on herself, once. All the time? It’s been once... If they don’t want me to heal, fine. She’d shrug thinking to herself. ”Alright.”