Adding as an afterthought, Nisor updates the group on some pertinent knowledge surrounding the ghost mushrooms.

"For those not versed in nature the ghost mushrooms should grow in dark areas, away from sunlight, and preferably somewhere where they can remain moist. I found my own within one of the mausoleums, growing in a crack within the stone."

So we have 2 humans now? geez it is like a plague.

Maybe we can figure out why they were trying to summon an aspect of Nyx and think this girl is it.  as she passed out at the mere thought of being a pet i'm going to guess that is not who they got.

Not that summoning magic is my area of expertise but typically things that are summoned rarely last more than a few minutes so something seems to be up here.

As she is picked up, Victoria moans softly. She might be coming out of her faint, or not. Her long hair falls over her face when held, and it is very clear that she is not wearing armor.

OOC: For reference (and because I never got around to writing a description, that is now fixed), Victoria is 5'4" and 110 lbs. And she is clearly young, a teenager. And very beautiful.
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For those of you watching the humans really closely.  The spearman does poke at Victoria and seems a bit curious about something but doesnt seem to say much.  It could be as simple as coping a quick feel while no one is looking.
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The gorilla man gestures to himself. "I am Gar. Have you a name, man? And what is a 'princess'?" he asks the spearman.

"Human, please," she rolls her eyes and looks down at the spearman, then moves to take Victoria from him. (This actually puts her at heavy encumbrance, but just barely. If someone wants to carry her pack while she carries Victoria she's probably medium, which she gets from her armor regardless.)

She glared at Abyss for her comment, shooting back "Two and a half? Hello? Yeah ok Dad was an asshole, but it's not like I can purge his bloodline."

Once they're out of ear shot of the human she gets to work fixing the mausoleums while she explains to Nissor. "I'm concerned about the princess, the cultists seem to have been attempting to summon Nyte, an avatar or possibly a demon. That girl is very likely a planar entity like me, but unlike me an outsider. At the very least she's some how tied to the goddess of Chaos and Entropy, we need to understand what she is, and investigate who was behind summoning her and why. I don't think the human knows his employers were trying to summon something so demonic. I'd rather not dissuade him from feeling protective of her for now, but we should look into what she is and what her connection to the dark goddess is." Sister Daubra wasn't overly hostile about demonic and was pretty much okay with undead, so it was clear she was using dark in the literal lighting level sense, to describe the goddess Nyte.
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As the Giantess picked her up, Victoria moaned again, and began moving. Perhaps, she was coming around? But she spoke too...

"No... please... Don't kill me..."

Gar offers to shoulder Brigitte's pack as he tells the human woman "rest easy, there, girl. No one is killing anyone right now. We're all trying something called ci-vi-li-za-tion. We're just taking you back to our village. Once we've done some cleanup out here, we will try talking to discover what the purpose of all this foolishness was."
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Abyss doing a bad pirate impression

Arrrr  Matey we have not decided if you have to walk the plank yet.

and back to her regular voice,

Do we even have  a plank? Abyss laughs

Maybelle patted Brigitte on the side at her comment with a soft smile, glancing up at her holding Victoria. She sometimes did have to remind herself of Brigitte's human-side, but really she also understood 'Taur came from humanity long ago too.

"Let's be honest, your family is a great reminder that there are some good humans mixed in with all the bad. Just because your crop looks bad doesn't mean you won't find a few good ones in it."

As they pack up and hopefully head back to camp, Maybelle would keep her eyes out for mushrooms, but unlike the others didn't range too far for them. Honestly she usually kept an eye out for helpful herbs anyway.

"Besides, doesn't sound like the lass is from around here."



14:40, Today: Maybelle rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  Knowledge: Nature.

After not getting anywhere with his search Andrew returns.  He points out.

She said she was going to see a group of elves.
Now I am sure that something no human of the empire would do.
At the least I would say she comes from the edge of our continent.
More than possible from another world entirely.  Or maybe another time.

The wolf-elf looks at the others.  Trying to see who understand what he talking about
and who just think he is crazy.

The young woman moaned again, then began to wiggle.

"I... I can... I can walk. Please? Put... put me down.." It sounds a little iffy, but she seems to be sincere in her desire to be put down.

Brigitte shrugged massive shoulders, pitching Victoria a little higher in the air. She was in no danger of falling, but being held aloft nearly ten feet off the ground might be disconcerting to some. She stopped walking and crouched down then slid Victoria off her shoulder, gently putting her feet on the ground.

Crouched down like this she was about eye level with Victoria, and smiled at her.

"Just a sec. I haven't used this yet today." She touched a ring on her hand and ... shrunk. Instead of a giant standing before Victoria, there was a very petite woman who looked almost human. She was shorted than Victoria was, though muscular and powerfully built. She reached out to shake Victoria's hand.

"In case I have to squeeze someplace too small to get my big arse into, a had a magic ring done up. It doesn't keep me tiny for long, and I can only use it once a day. But pleased to meet you, human. Sorry if I scared ya, holding you up there."

She took her back back, but couldn't shoulder it until the spell wore off.

In reply to Daubra Stinke (msg # 113):

Nisor resisted the urge to look back at the woman who had been summoned and instead nodded his head in agreement.

"I'll look into it. If she is some sort of planar being bound to this plane then there must be some sort of magic that is binding her here and its of ritual level strength. Alternatively they simply transported some unsuspecting woman to this place with a teleportation ritual."

Victoria blinked in surprise as the large giant became someone her size. Almost in a daze, she put out her own hand. "It is Victoria. I... I just wanted down. I am not... I have never been carried. Like that I mean."

She reached up to her head, then looked around. "Forgive me, I can tell you want to go somewhere, but... Have you seen my Tiara? And I think I dropped my wand too."

She keeps looking around, swaying still from weakness.

Daubra looked cautiously in the directions of the others from where she and Nisor were speaking privately. "I thought binding was only needed in arcane rituals. This seemed spiritual. She also might be formerly dead whether or not she's alive. We'll be cautious." She set about finishing up her stone crafting with constructing a spare mausoleum large enough to serve as a mass grave.

Nisor kept watch on Daubra's work, focusing on it to avoid looking suspicious.

"Perhaps so but if she is a spiritual being and their ritual was intended to bind her to this plane then I imagine more people will come looking for her soon. As for his mortality I will see if I can detect any lingering magic or undead presence."

Gar glances around for the girl's tiara and wand. If only to reassure her.

Perception 19 on d20+5.

Victoria was still looking at Brigitte, reaching another hand to hold her's. "Truly, I am lost. I am not anywhere I know to be. I am a Princess in a land so far away that I cannot show the way. I am frightened and scared and promise I will not fight or hurt anyone. I just want... want to go home, and I fear you cannot do that."

The teen girl looked as she spoke, a scared young woman who was far from what she knew. And not sure still if she was going to live through the experience.

Maybelle had been silent as she kept her eyes open as they went for any and all herbs and mushrooms, seeming content to let Brigitte get to know the human girl better. It was only when she spoke of having lost things that Maybelle remembered trying to hand the girl the shiny 'thing' she had dropped earlier. The 'Taur  approached Victoria casually from the side with a soft smile, making sure she wasn't surprised by her. Calmly she held out a hand, still holding the glittering thing from before.

"No idea what a Tiara is but you dropped this sparkly thing, here ya go. Thought it might be important."

Brigitte raised an eyebrow at all this talk about princesses, tiaras and wands, but said nothing. In a minute she was growing back to her full height. She took her back back and was ready to move out.

Victoria's Tiara was quickly found and recovered by Maybelle.

Her wand is a harder find.

Andrew vague recalls one of the cultist running off with what looked like a twig in hand, which... might have been a wand... maybe... though Victoria denies her describing her wand as a 'twig'.

Regardless... her wand is missing at the moment.

When Nisor and Daubra finish their discussion Daubra rejoins the group and asks Brigette to help her (ie do all the lifting to get the slain humans into a ramshackle stone mausoleum she's constructed for them until she can arrange a cart to pick them up for harvesting. She avoids discussing her intention to sell the corpses to necromancers to bolster the valley's defenses, mostly because she doesn't want to scare the humans who they aren't killing.

Your work has been noted, and has resulted in 115 silver pieces for each character in the prologue.

The North Shirle Militia thanks you for the new recruits.