Belthran - the (not quite) naked giant - issues forth a mighty guffaw at this display. Composing himself, he lays down his purloined spear and performs a sweeping bow. "Belthran, of the Northmen of Tuern, at your service young lady".
Turning serious again, he asks the child, "Pray tell us what you can about this plant...friend...of yours."
"Lilith is it," Syr Cygnus says, addressing Lilith. "Nae child, none here will dare hurt ye, nor your strange friend," she nods toward the quivering plant. "What can you tell me about it?"
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She looks up at Cygnus and says "Yes I'm Lilith but my friends call me Lily. At least I think they do." She'll then walk up to the plant and put her hand on the stem.
She turns to address the party "She's gonna die. But it's ok they do that all of the time. But she can be something new again with that" she says pointing to a goblin corpse.
She'll walk over to the smallest goblin corpse and cast Infestation on it. Then with much effort, she'll drag it back over to the plant.
Book remains where he was, being sure not to be intimidating, but also not attempting to be comforting. After all, a healthy fear towards a wizard is usually a good thing. Most wizards cannot be trusted. Nevertheless, he watches the seeming child's magic with interest, attempting to suss out the nature of their magic.
Slowly the smell of rotting vegetation becomes stronger. and everyone notices a seeping of greenish gray ooze seeping out and forming a small mound. It has violet crystals mixed into it giving it a sparkly appearance. the mound slowly forms a pseudopod and extends itself to the goblin corpse and begins to slowly cover it. As it does the crystals glow and the room begins to smell sweet and fragrant.
after a short amount of time the small purple mound has all but consumed the Goblin carcass. it has grown a bit and manages to slide across the dirt floor. it stops before Alaric and begins to grow into a copy of a biped with no features, much smaller about 3' tall. No features just like a small purple shrub with mushroom type skin.
Syr Cygnus considers what she might know of such creatures. Nature 11 Shaking her heads she looks around at the other party members with a questioning expression. "Do any here know aught of such creatures?"
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(Arcana Check: 22)
Book has no idea what the creature might be, but stays back with Pepsi. He's not sure what to make of this new "child." He considers all the creatures that might take a child's form as a trap to entice the unwary. But, the child could be precisely what she appears to be too.
He speaks in a neutral voice. "So... Lily, is it? Where did you come from? These mines seem an unsafe place for a child to be wandering alone."
Belthran - the (not quite) naked giant - issues forth a mighty guffaw at this display. Composing himself, he lays down his purloined spear and performs a sweeping bow. "Belthran, of the Northmen of Tuern, at your service young lady".
Turning serious again, he asks the child, "Pray tell us what you can about this plant...friend...of yours."
"Lilith is it," Syr Cygnus says, addressing Lilith. "Nae child, none here will dare hurt ye, nor your strange friend," she nods toward the quivering plant. "What can you tell me about it?"
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
She looks up at Cygnus and says "Yes I'm Lilith but my friends call me Lily. At least I think they do." She'll then walk up to the plant and put her hand on the stem.
She turns to address the party "She's gonna die. But it's ok they do that all of the time. But she can be something new again with that" she says pointing to a goblin corpse.
She'll walk over to the smallest goblin corpse and cast Infestation on it. Then with much effort, she'll drag it back over to the plant.
"Necromancy!" whispers Belthran.
Book remains where he was, being sure not to be intimidating, but also not attempting to be comforting. After all, a healthy fear towards a wizard is usually a good thing. Most wizards cannot be trusted. Nevertheless, he watches the seeming child's magic with interest, attempting to suss out the nature of their magic.
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When she's finished she'll giggle and say with a smile "She taught me how to do that so I could help them. Now we just wait for her."
"Help them?", queries Belthran. "You mean there's more than one of these carnivorous, err, friends of yours?"
"Yes help them. There are other creatures I know too. Plants, hairy elephants, and men bigger than you" she says pointing to Belthran.
Lilith sits on the ground and hums a nursery rhyme while watching the plant.
Slowly the smell of rotting vegetation becomes stronger. and everyone notices a seeping of greenish gray ooze seeping out and forming a small mound. It has violet crystals mixed into it giving it a sparkly appearance. the mound slowly forms a pseudopod and extends itself to the goblin corpse and begins to slowly cover it. As it does the crystals glow and the room begins to smell sweet and fragrant.
While clapping, Lilith exclaims "Yay!"
Seeing the ooze pop out, Alaric will start pushing his way to the front to examine it.
after a short amount of time the small purple mound has all but consumed the Goblin carcass. it has grown a bit and manages to slide across the dirt floor. it stops before Alaric and begins to grow into a copy of a biped with no features, much smaller about 3' tall. No features just like a small purple shrub with mushroom type skin.
Lilith will get up and sit back down next to the mushroom thing and offer it one of the husk dolls she's made.
Syr Cygnus will trail after Lily, "Lily, what be this creature? What can you tell me of it?" OCC it came out of the plant?
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Belthran wonders how this tale will go down in the wayside taverns. No-one will believe it!
"I don't know what it is!" Lily says in excitement.
Meanwhile Alaric is taking measurements of the mushroom thing.
Krusk looks at the small mushroom creature, and is taken by curiosity. He will walk over to the creature, squat down to its height, and poke it.
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Syr Cygnus considers what she might know of such creatures. Nature 11 Shaking her heads she looks around at the other party members with a questioning expression. "Do any here know aught of such creatures?"
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
(Arcana Check: 22)
Book has no idea what the creature might be, but stays back with Pepsi. He's not sure what to make of this new "child." He considers all the creatures that might take a child's form as a trap to entice the unwary. But, the child could be precisely what she appears to be too.
He speaks in a neutral voice. "So... Lily, is it? Where did you come from? These mines seem an unsafe place for a child to be wandering alone."
**By the Light of the Sun, you will burn!**
Previously BENEFICENCE
DM: Storm Lord's Wrath || Syr Valor Dayne: Sleeping Gods || tooltips | guides | dice |
Not looking at Book, Lily says "I'm from out there and I go everywhere. I went to look for my friend after she was taken."
She continues to say "If you want I can show you all where she's from if you promise not to tell. They'll go away if you do because they know."