Ugly Stick Attack: 9 Damage: 5

Initiative
Auric | Xeno | Mr. Dark | Marblebeard | Hansel | Dark Elk | Light Elk | Wolf Lady

Hansel was ready, but not necessarily accurate. His ugly stick missed it’s target. None the less, the cleric could feel the encouraging presence of the light beside him. 

Initiative
Auric | Xeno | Mr. Dark | Marblebeard | Hansel | Dark Elk | Light Elk | Wolf Lady

The magnificent creature rises from its place with newfound strength thanks to these strangers. It’d let out a few chuffs as it’s hoof would scratch the ground in preparation for its self defence. With a full motion, it’d rock its body and dip its head, aiming to ram the Dark Elk.

On Dark Elk
Attack: 11 Damage: 12 

The woman would pick her jaw up off the floor, shaking herself out of her awe of the events transpiring in front of her. She’d jerk as if remembering that she should participate. Crouching down to eye up some dew on a leaf next to her, she flicks the droplets free to spray them in the direction of the Dark Elk. “No one likes brain freeze!” She’d chime. Frost threatens to coat the shadowy figures face fluff.

On Dark Elk
Frostbite Con ST DC 13 or take 2 

Dark Elk ST: 21 

Initiative
Auric | Xeno | Mr. Dark | Marblebeard | Hansel | Dark Elk | Light Elk | Wolf Lady

Roll Call: Everyone!

Mr.Dark begins stepping to the side of the group as he smoothly loads a bolt onto his crossbow and fires. Having grabbed two bolts, he places the other on top even as he pulls it back again, his finger letting loose another bolt a moment later. 

Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Attack: 23 Damage: 6

Hansel figures the elk can fight the other elk better than he can. So he instead attempts to use his shield to angle sunlight into the dark elk's eyes in an effort to distract it.

Help action to give advantage to the light elk's next attack.

Scott keeps his distance from the ensuing melee moving to where he has a clear line of sight on the dark elk. ‘Hopefully this will be enough meat for the manticore’ he thinks as he lines up his next shot. 

shortbowAttack: 9 Damage: 6

sneak: 2

Auric:

Auric sends another bolt of force magic at the dark elk.  

Agonizing Repelling Eldritch Blast:  Attack: 18 Damage: 8

(on a hit, the blast shoves the target back 10 feet)

The frost simply confused the Dark Elk, easily shaking it off, but it was enough time for the group of hunters to gather themselves for their next round.

Auric’s attack was just as accurate as before, blasting back the darkness and setting up his allies for a clear shot. Mr. Dark and Marblebeard follow up the crackling energy burst with strategically placed arrows directly into the neck of the beast. Before it could even think of retaliating, the Dark Elk collapses 10ft from it’s counterpart who was safely guarded by Hansel and his shield. Blood pours from its throat and begins seeping into the ground before pooling around it.

Initiative Over

Xenophon walks up to the fallen Dark Elk. "Think the manticore will accept that?"

Mr.Dark grins, “Our deal didn’t give it approval over its preference of meat. As long as it weighs enough.”

Back up the Hill

By this time Kaemgen and Adabra would have completed their harvesting and additional tasks assigned. Gathering their items, eventually at their leisure they would make their way back up the hill. There were no threats abound, only a raven circled the cloudless sky. The pair would return back to the healers home safely to find that the others have yet to return.

(Kaemgen feel free to fill in any blanks and/or what you may choose to do during the travel or downtime until the others get back.)

Hunting Party

Xeno and Mr. Dark move in to take a closer look at the fallen elk. As they examine and discuss whether or not it would satisfy the needs of the Manticore, the Light Elk would dip it's head to give Hansel a nuzzle. It'd take an inhale and after a moment it would begin to step away. With it's long legs it'd stride down the stream, towards the tree line and before slipping off into the woods, it'd exchange a nod with Auric. Silent as ever, it'd disappear into its habitat.

White Elk

The wolf lady would slink forward, tip toeing her way over the stream to where Xeno and Mr. Dark stood. She'd peek her eyes around the side of the man. Hovering quietly for some time, she'd eventually pipe up. "He's a big'un!" Mismatched eyes would glance up. "I'd think he may fit the bill quite nicely." She'd nod affirmatively. "Picked him out good didn't I!" The half-elf would grin. After a pause, she'd ask. "So how you planning on carrying all that dead weight back?"

Scott steps up to the trio and suggests finding a sturdy branch in the nearby woods (I assumed we were near woods. If not no big deal) and tying the creatures hooves to the branch and having at least two people carry the beast that way. 

"Wait, weren't you a wolf when we came here?"

Curious vibrant hues watch Scott take the initiative to begin prepping their prey for transport as the woman would rock from her heels to her tip toes.

"Wait, weren't you a wolf when we came here?"
When the shiny topaz dragonborn would address her, she'd perk and turn all her attention to him. She'd take a wide stride to bring herself in front of him with one step. The half elf beams up at the dragon warrior with big doey eyes of different colours and a warm smile to match. "Yes sir!" She'd nod quickly with a little bounce. Then she'd blink. "Oh!" A chuckle would follow. "I suppose I acquainted myself with all of you, but not the other way around!" Giving a few innocent bats of her eyelashes her head would tilt. "Hi!" She'd lift a hand and give a little wave. "I'm Nova!"

Nova

Her smile would widen even more. "I can shift sometimes!" Nova would try to contain her excitement speaking with someone, especially a dragon! She'd pause to pat her nose briefly before bouncing back. "I think people call me a druid." Nodding a couple times she'd pause again and just stare at him. "Can I ask you something Mr. Xeno?" She'd ask genuinely. After some silence and a few blinks, she'd glance to the other stoic dragonborn. The druid would lean in a little closer as if to whisper the question to the topaz dragonborn before her. "I heard you folk really love marshmallows." Her eyes dart back up to him, wide with anticipation for the answer. "Is this true!?"

Auric:

Favoring the magnificent stag with a deep bow as it leaves, Auric helps Scott prepare the meat for transport as their newly transformed friend introduces herself to the other Dragonborn.  He smiles and continues to keep a low profile as is his typical way, his golden scales hidden underneath his long cloak.  He can't help wondering, though...what kind of delicacy are 'marshmallows'?

     Kaemgen would only begrudgingly get up from laying in the grass enjoying the afterglow and companionship, but he knew they couldn't rest their all day.  The two would eventually get themselves to rights once more and gather up the days work to bring back to the healer's house.  There would be a comfortable silence, them each occasionally bumping into or touching the arms of the other, though perhaps a bit more "professional" demeanor coming upon them as they got closer to the house, waiting for the others to return.  Likely mostly due to Kaemgen.  But he would still be full of smiles even as he scanned the skies for the return of the manticore and the tree line for the return of the others.

     "I would like to call upon you again," Kaemgen would say almost randomly at some point.  "When there's not beasts to be returning nor other jobs yet to be completed..."

     After a moment he would turn to look in her direction, having been looking to the skies previously.  "If that'd be agreeable, of course..."

     Otherwise Kaemgen would relax and enjoy the remains of the day as best the waiting for a monstrous encounter allowed...

MrDark goes about the job of cutting the beast through; and hanging it over a large tree branch to drain. Using his survival know how he guts the thing and waits until it’s in a better state to chop up.  With his extra canvas bags he separates large pieces of meat and divides it amongst the group. 

Hansel stares wistfully off into the forest in the direction of the light elk. Finally he sighs and turns back to the group, noticing the wolf-girl for the first time as she speaks to the dragonborns. At first his gaze passes unabashedly and approvingly over her sleek form, but as her face turns to view, he appears crestfallen and sighs. Such potential, if not for that one blemish. Alas, clearly Sune's touch cannot reach all. Sighing once more, Hansel takes a few moments to check his reflection again, put any stray hairs back in place, straighten his attire, and then see how he can assist the others without getting his hands dirty.

"I guess they're tasty. Haven't gotten the chance to survey the rest of my race though."

Umbrage Hill
Adabra was indeed a little more relaxed, significantly less standoffish by allowing smiles to appear more frequently and continued to move at a leisurely pace rather than rushing off to a new task. She easily slipped into a mirrored mode of professionalism with equal play and respect. The healer was practiced at being discreet when necessary. "Call on me when you need these healing hands." She'd begin to respond. "Come for me as the desire arises," She'd lean in closer for a moment to whisper, "and send for me privately if you want to do something about it."

The sunlight continued to shine brightly along the grassy slopes and well into the tree tops at the edge of the property as Kaemgen basked in his days efforts. Based on the suns position in the sky, it was approaching approximately mid afternoon. Taking advantage of the nicer weather, Adabra was also outside washing and preparing all that was plucked during the time spent gathering. She had promised a dinner.

Hunting
Nova would bounce excitedly when the dragonborn would entertain her with their experience. It was as if they answered a longtime curiosity. "Campfire marshmallow party!" She'd hook her arm through Xeno's with a playful liveliness. After a little happy humming the woman's head would jerk back in the direction of the men working on harvesting the animal. Then she'd start tugging the dragonborn along. The woman was obviously very perceptive, her attention span was just short.

"Since they're doing all the dirty work, I can help you haul it!" She'd bob before admitting. "It'd be a bit slower because we'd have to go for the easiest route back. At least we know the way back. That's easy peasy!" Putting up her free hand to lift a finger up, "As Madame Ada says, 'Efficiency is key'!" She chimes. Then she'd add a question out loud to the group. "Anyone good with horses?" Mismatched eyes would look around the group expectantly.

Mr Dark glances up at the question. “I know my way round animals. How come?”